A/N: So this is the sequel to Blurry; if you haven't read it you can still easily understand this one because what happened in that story is pretty much going to be 'explained' in the first few chapters of this new fic. Anyway, I hope you enjoy. Ohm and time frame here is unimportant okay, just so you know ;)

Back & Forth

John Cena was standing on his bare feet over the carpet flooring of his hotel room when he heard a knock on his door. The sound was barely perceptible over the noise blasting all around him but he heard it just fine, but because he was too entranced watching the movie flashing through the flat TV screen at the foot of his bed, he decided to ignore it.

At least until the ongoing action scene that caught his attention was over.

"Ohhh, you have to be kidding me!" He exclaimed enthusiastically as the protagonist of the movie made a quite unbelievable stunt. It looked fake as hell because realistically speaking, no one could fall off a three story building on his back and stand up to run away as if nothing out of the ordinary happened.

Oh, and as if that wasn't unbelievable enough, while the man was falling he kept shooting his Glock 18 like it was a machine gun, hitting and killing at least seven of the bad guys that were chasing after him.

Un-fucking-believable.

The least that could happen in a situation like that was for the guy to get the wind knocked out of him after taking that kind of fall. Forget about the dozen men shooting at him from the roof without hitting him, what really made John shake his head and snort was the fact that the guy fell on his back, rolled around, shoot and killed two more guys and then got to his feet to run away.

And then people liked to say that he couldn't 'sell' for shit! Ha, all those haters needed to watch that movie and then maybe, just maybe they would get off his back.

With his eyes still glued to the TV screen, the multiple WWE champion ate the last half of the protein bar he had in his hand and tossed the plastic envelop over the desk, then just when he was about to grab a bottle of water he heard the knock again, this time more clearly.

Tilting his head to the side, John moved his eyes to the door and frowned. For a second there he forgot all about the door but now his attention was back to it.

Who could be knocking at his door at one o'clock in the morning anyway?

Shrugging, he guessed that it was one of the guys; after all it was Mania weekend and with everyone in the company staying at the same hotel, random visits and countless attempts to rib each other was a very common occurrence.

Thinking that it was one of those cases or maybe that Matt aka Zack was going to try an early April fools' joke on him, John walked straight towards the door and opened it.

"Let me guess, the hotel-"

He started to say with a big smile on his lips, but as soon as he saw that the person at his door wasn't Matt but Eve, his smile faded away and the words he was going to say died on his lips.

"Hey-"

He said instead as his hand flew up to his head to scratch behind his ear.

Now that was interesting, of all the people in the world, the last one he expected to show at his door was the pretty brunette. After all, for the last couple of months, their relationship has been very strained at their best.

She didn't talk to him to begin with, but as if that wasn't enough she ignored or gave the evil eye to his many attempts to humor her. She just had assumed towards him a very cold and distant attitude and it was more than obvious that she was going to be mad at him for a long time if not forever.

He couldn't blame her; he could understand why she was acting like that so trying to respect her stance he gave up on his failed attempts to recover her friendship some weeks ago.

Sure, he would like for her to at least hear his version of how things really went on that fateful night that changed it all between them, but because she never gave him that chance he was keeping it all to himself.

"Can I come in?" She finally asked as he eyed her over.

For a few prolonged seconds, John kept his eyes on her, taking everything from the soft features of her face to the pose she assumed when standing in front of his door.

She looked immaculate as ever, but she was sporting that petulant pout that seemed permeated in her face every time she would look at him so he knew for sure that this wasn't a friendly visit.

He only wondered what it was all about.

"Sure."

After saying that, the Massachusetts own moved to the side to let her come through, watching as she went straight to sit in one of the chairs at the desk.

Once she was settled, John closed the door and turning around he grabbed a shirt he found laying around to put it on. After covering his naked torso with it he walked towards the bed and with the control remote he muted the TV.

"Do you want anything? I have water, I think there's…"

"No." She interrupted him curtly and once again he wondered why she was there. If they were not on speaking terms and if their TV angle was pretty much dead, what was the reason of this unexpected visit?

Could it be that she finally wanted to talk about what happened that night? If that was the case he was more than ready, he wanted to clarify all the missing points and finally put that episode behind them so they could be back to normal.

"So what can I do for you?" He asked tentatively as he sat down over his bed.

At the question, Eve took in a long deep breath and arched an eyebrow, her eyes settling on his before she finally spoke the words. "I'm pregnant."

Blinking a couple of times, John's jaw tensed until it hurt and he felt his heart skip a beat for a very long second; but just when he was wondering if the indispensable organ just stopped working for good, it reassumed it's beating with a new frantic rhythm. It wanted to explode right inside his chest. "You are what?"

Eve licked her lips, her eyes never leaving his. "You heard me."

Oh no, no, no… he sure as hell heard her just fine but that was just… nah, it had to be a joke. Yes, it had to be, after all it was a day away from April Fools' Day and he wouldn't put it past Matt to make her say that just to give him a scare.

Oh, but Matt didn't know about that night so it had to be a thing of her own. "You are ribbing me, aren't you?"

She didn't respond to that question but the look on her face spoke volumes of what she wasn't saying. "Oh fucking shit." He mumbled under his breath as he lowered his head and closed his eyes. As he did that, his hands went to cradle his face and he rubbed the tip of his fingers over his closed eyelids. "Are you sure, I mean- are you really, really sure?" He chuckled the words out, but there was no trace of amusement in his voice.

From her place beside the desk, Eve observed him without blinking, her lips forming a thin line on her face as her own heart beat insanely inside her chest.

Yes she was sure, she has taken three home pregnancy tests and all of them came out positive; but because she has been a bit incredulous about the results she went to a lab and good a blood test that also came out positive.

Four positives served as a huge wakeup call so just a week ago she went to her Dr., and not only did he confirmed it but he also proved it by letting her hear the beating of the baby's heart and she even saw it though a monitor screen. It didn't look like a baby at all but it was right inside of her and it has been there for 10 weeks now.

So yup, there was no doubt about it, she was pregnant.

"I'm very sure." She responded before using her tongue to push hard at the inside of her cheek.

As a matter of fact, she has been sure about it for quite a while but she has been coping with it and it wasn't until now that she decided to let him know.

Now, despite her stoic demeanor she had to admit that deep inside she was nervous as she has never been, this was a first in her life and she was genuinely scared.

For a week or so she has been playing with the idea of not telling him but at the end she decided that it was for the best, because after WrestleMania and all its events were done, she was going to have a meeting with Vince McMahon himself and it was best if John knew about what was going on before the rest of the world did.

Like Maryse told her, even if she left the company came Thursday, the news that she was pregnant was going to break free sooner or later and if John even care to think about it he could easily deduce the baby was his.

"Is it mine?" He asked in a low whisper, lifting his head up and staring right into her eyes.

On her part Eve wanted to laugh. Among many things, she has been anticipating that question and in a weird kind of way it was funny that it took him so long to ask it. "You tell me, I think you have a more clear recollection of what happened that night; so is it yours or did you invite some friends over to join the fun?"

So yeah, that was some kind of a low blow and she knew it. She was more aware of what happened that night than he knew of and she was sure that he was the only possible father, but because she couldn't lose an opportunity to make him feel bad about everything she just went ahead and said that.

John lowered his head once again and took in a deep breath, the muscles of his face feeling heavy as stones. Like Eve had wanted, he felt really bad about what she said; hell, he felt awful about the way things turned out between them, period; because despite everything she could believe, he never meant for things to get as far as they went between them.

That night when he walked into her room, his intentions were not taking her to bed, not at all. He just wanted to make her laugh and have a good time with a silly Chippendale routine, nothing more than that. But as things turned out, somewhere along the line things got out of control and they got carried away.

Should he have prevented things from getting so far? But of course, but he was more than a little drunk himself and in his impaired mind he didn't find it in himself to resist her.

After all he couldn't deny that Eve was beyond gorgeous and her heated kisses and her insistent touches were plain and simply hard to ignore for his mere mortal body.

It was like this, if Eve touches you, you can't do anything at all but to let her do it, and if she encourages you to touch her back you just go along with it and do it. That was just what he did… he never imagined the consequences were going to be so drastic.

There was also the fact that he never imagined she was so drunk that she didn't know what she was doing or that she wasn't going to remember things the next day! And if he was to be honest, back to that night he was sure she knew it was him all along.

After all, the first thing he did when she started touching him was laughing out loud and asking her what she was doing. In his mind he couldn't have imagined that she wasn't going to recognize his voice when she heard it all the time?

But apparently she didn't recognize it so imagine his surprise the following day when the first thing she said in his presence was that she couldn't remember a thing she did the previous night. That has been like a blow to the gut and he just didn't know how the break the news to her.

But that was beyond the point now, what really mattered was that things really got out of control and he didn't know what to do; he didn't even know what to say.

Clearing his throat, John ran his hand down his jaw and went back to looking into the soft green eyes of the woman sitting on his desk. His first instinct was looking at her belly, but because she was wearing a lose dress it was hard to say if there was a noticeable bump there.

"Wow, I really don't know what to say here." The news really got him by surprise and he needed a few minutes to register it all in his brain…

A baby… God, he just got a divorce six months ago and now he was having a baby with a woman that didn't even liked talking to him! His mom was going to have a heart attack over that one… not to mention his dad's reaction.

"I didn't come here to hear you talk; I just thought it was fair to let you know so I'm just going to go now."

With that said, Eve got to her feet and with all the gracefulness that characterized her, she swirled on her heels and walked to the door.

It took Eve a little more than three seconds to react, but when he did he stood up and rushed towards her. "Wait, Eve, just…"

The Diva turned around and quirked her lips, watching him through eyes of steel as he ran his fingers through his short hair. If truth be told, she wasn't expecting anything from him; like she said, as the father she just though he ought to know because it was only fair.

Ah, but at least his reaction wasn't for the worse; yes he was looking at her through big terrified eyes but that was better than one of the scenarios she painted in her mind where he would turn into full jerk mode and deny that the baby could be his.

"You know, this is… I wasn't expecting this at all and I just-"

"Don't sweat it." She said lifting her face to his. "I just wanted to let you know so now that you know I'll leave."

John didn't respond to her words, and when she turned around once again and opened the door he just watched her go. So she left, leaving him there more than a little lost and he wasn't going to lie, scared out of his mind.

A baby… shit, he really fucked up this time.

TBC…?