Wrestlemania. The excitement. The Hall of Fame. The fans. The action. The matches. And the streak. These were the things everyone in the back was high on for about a month. And now that the event was there, it was reaching a fever pitch that made every one on the roster fly a little higher, hit a little harder, and let lose on the mic with more force. And the Shield had taken on their opponents with a tenacity that took themselves by surprise. The double-triple powerbomb was executed beautifully, and it looked like the unit was stronger than ever.

After the match and following interview, it was a different story. The group hit the showers and Jon started to pack his things quietly, hoping he didn't catch the attention of his stable mates. He closed his bag and almost made it to the door of their locker room when Colby noticed that he was leaving.

"Where are you going?" he asked. "We have a monitor here."

"Claudio invited me to hang out with him for a while," Jon replied with a shrug. "Besides, I figured you two would want some alone time." He tried to sound as casual as possible, but he couldn't keep the bitterness out his voice completely. Even though it had been over four months since their relationship had imploded and Colby and Joe turned to each other, it was still a tender subject.

"Jon, please," Colby said softly. "I know shit is weird with us, but can you please stay with us just for the show? We still care about you. Right, Joe?" He looked over at his lover pleadingly.

"It's Wrestlemania, Jon, you could stick around for tonight," Joe said.

"Or, like, I could go hang out with Claudio and actually enjoy myself."

"How are you going to do that?" Colby asked bitterly.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" Jon said smugly as he moved towards the door again.

"Why are you doing this to yourself, Jon?" Joe asked sadly. "We all know that you aren't happy. We just put on a helluva good show out there. Can't we move on? Colby and I still care about you-"

"Skip it, alright?" Jon snapped, cutting him off. "You guys blew it a while ago. It can't just magically go back to where it was before. Phil is practically gone, you two are so sweet together, it's disgusting, and I need to have something to enjoy for myself." There was a knock at the door, and a smile crept back on Jon's face. "Don't wait up for me, gentlemen. I'm getting a ride from him."

He sauntered to the door and opened it to show Claudio standing in the doorway holding a bouquet of long-stemmed roses.

"You were perfect, my dear," He smiled sweetly, and took Jon's hand to kiss the younger man's knuckles. Jon laughed, blushing slightly at the attention he was receiving.

"You looked amazing out there yourself," Jon said. He turned to his team mates. "Didn't he look great out there, guys?"

"Yeah, that was a hell of a match," Joe said, not all that warmly. He didn't have a good feeling about what was going down between the two men. Claudio was the latest on string of lovers Jon seemed to have accumulated over the last few weeks. He seemed to stick around the longest, but Joe still didn't like where this was going.

"Shall we go somewhere a little more private?" Claudio asked Jon.

"That would be great," Jon said as he followed Claudio out of the room. He didn't bother to take a second glance at his team mates who were glaring at the larger man.

The door closed and Colby looked down at the floor, his hair hiding his face. Joe walked behind him and pulled the smaller man into a warm embrace. Only then, did he see the tears in the corner of Cobly's eyes.

"Oh, baby," he soothed gently. "I know it's not easy."

"I just want things to go back to where they were," Colby lamented. "We let shit go so far out of hand, and now it's like we never were friends."

"It's going to get better," Joe insisted. He leaned in and placed a kiss on the back of Colby's neck. "We need to give him time to heal." Colby sighed and pressed back into the larger male closing his eyes. He could never get enough of Joe's arms around him. After a moment, they sat down and watched the rest of the show.

"Let's just relax and watch the rest of the show. I don't think anything crazy is about to hap-OH MY FUCKING GOD!"

"What. The. Fuck." Jon knew the look on his face was ridiculous. He couldn't believe what he had just witnessed. Brock Lesner won. The Undertaker had lost. The Undertaker was 21-1. The streak was broken. It was dead. The streak of the Undertaker was no longer there. Brock Lesner defeated the streak. The streak was ended by Brock Lesner. No matter how many times or ways the thought hit Jon's mind, it just wasn't computing. He was practically in Claudio's lap at this point, and the other man had his hand partially up his thigh, where it was now paused in shock.

"I can't believe that just happened," Claudio said so quietly that Jon barely heard. They saw the shocked expression on Paul Heyman's face ringside and the silence in the arena spoke more than any words could say. The world seemed to stand still and Jon slowly found himself seated on Claudio's lap completely and relaxed into the embrace. The feeling of arms wrapped around him barely kept him in the reality that the streak was gone.

The Divas' match was decent, but uneventful. Colby would later wonder if anyone was actually paying attention to it after what had happened a few minutes prior. Somehow he doubted it. Even the main event seemed to be pretty lack luster for all the action that was going on. It seemed like no one really cared what was happening or that Daniel Bryan stood victorious.

When everything was said and done, he and Joe quietly packed their things and made it out of the arena with little incident. After getting back to the hotel, it wasn't long before they fell asleep in each others arms.

Jon groaned pleasurably as Claudio kissed and sucked his neck, moving down to his chest, down to his stomach, and lower to his groin. He felt his briefs getting pulled down exposing his aching sex to the cool room. Claudio smirked before taking the hard cock in his mouth and working it slowly.

"Fuck, baby, that's amazing." Jon purred sweetly as he lifted his hips ever so slightly. He moaned when a strong arm pinned him to the bed, not allowing for much movement. After a few moments of sucking, he felt the mouth move away from him and Claudio was gone from the bed to retrieve lube and a condom. He made his way back, quickly, wanting to get inside the smaller man.

"Roll over on your stomach," he growled. Jon eagerly complied and spread his legs for the other man.

"Hurry, baby," he moaned wantonly. "I need this."

"Don't worry, starling," Claudio cooed. "I want this just as badly. And I will make it glorious." He entered a finger inside, then two, quickly finding the sweet spot that made Jon scream into his pillow. After a few minutes of teasing, he couldn't wait any longer and rolled Jon on his back. He slipped the condom on and slathered lube on his length before entering Jon slowly. Jon threw his head back and cried silently he felt himself being filled with the other man. He was in heaven right then.

"Oh, my god, please move," he begged. Claudio began to thrust his hips slowly at first, not taking long before going faster and harder. All of his thrusts seemed to hit Jon's spot dead on, and he cried out.

"You feel incredible" he moaned as he continued to thrust. After a few minutes he rolled them over so Jon was on top, straddling his waist. Not missing a beat, Jon bounced on the hard length, stroking himself harshly along with the tempo of the sex. He was moaning continuously, now.

"Oh, fuck, yes! MMMM...just like that!" He whimpered. "Oh...so close."

"Come for me, angel." Claudio moaned. "You can do it, baby."

"Oh, oh, oh..."Jon moaned. "I'm c-coming!" He shot his load in his hand, and a small amount leaked on his lover's stomach. Not long after, his contracting channel milked Claudio's cock for all it was worth while the Swiss man growled in satisfaction. Jon slowly pulled up and allowed the semi -hard cock to slip out of him and he grabbed for a couple of tissues to clean him up. He let himself fall forward into Claudio's arms, resting his head on the other man's chest.

Claudio slipped the condom off of him, tied it, and threw it away before wrapping his arms around Jon's waist.

"That was fun," He sighed.

"That was amazing," Jon said melting into his companion's arms. After the roller coaster today had been mentally and emotionally, the distraction felt all the more welcome to him. "Happy Wrestlemania, Claudio. "

"You, too, Jon."

"You know, I think I may really like you," Jon sighed as he started to drift off. He didn't seem to notice how his companion tensed underneath him. He simply fell asleep.

Colby woke up early the next day, knowing they had to hit the road early that morning. He looked over and smiled at Joe who was holding him in his arms protectively and still snoring softly. Waking him would be a delicate process that had to be undertaken with the highest of sensitivity to the other man. He gently lifted his hand and flicked the other man on the nose semi hard and laughed when the older man spluttered sightly.

"Time to get up, babe," he grinned cheekily as he got out of bed and got dressed.

"You brat!" Joe growled as he stumbled out of bed and grabbed Colby from behind. They wrestled briefly before sharing a sweet kiss and getting dressed. Soon after, they were checking out of the hotel and heading for the next city.

Jon woke up to his alarm, and reached out blindly to find nothing but cold sheets. He slowly got up and looked around the room. He realized that he was alone. There was a note on the bedside table.

"Thanks for last night. We need to talk about what you said, though. I'll see you for Raw," he read out loud. We need to talk? That never sounded good. He sat down on the bed, and tried not to panic. "We need to talk," he whispered to himself. After a moment to think about it, he got up and took a quick shower before getting dressed. He didn't have time to ponder what the note meant right about then.

A/N: There you have it, the first chapter. Let me know what you think so far, and I will update as soon as possible. Will the gap ever be repaired?