Campbell Greer goes tires screeching out of the parking lot if she's going to do this it's now or never she zips through the late evening LA traffic with a fair amount of speed and confidence. She double parks on the street and strides up to the talent entrance. Still working off of the amped up state she'd had to put herself into do this.

She was about to blow up her baby's life up in an attempt to make it better she needed all the guts she could get. She whips out the badge Joe had given her that she had refused to use simply because she was afraid to leave Luca, afraid that if she took her eyes off him for a mere second the river of illness he was fighting against would pull him into its unforgiving current and hold him under. So, she stood at his bedside trying to find a way to save him. Knowing if she didn't give him every shot she could she'd lose him. So even if it felt like she was throwing his only life preserver to a shark she was going to do it.

She flashes the badge at the guard. "Where's Cena?" he blinks.

"I'm not some sorry ring rat- you know what fuck it, I'll go find Joe." She said sighing tiredly as she yanked the door open and comes through.

She strides around in a power walk looking for either of the men. She finds the locker room. "Cover up and or tell me where Cena is boys because I'm coming in." a certain head whips around at the sound of her voice. "Cammie." The tall thick framed Samoan man gets to his feet. "I thought you were staying with Luca?" he walks over to her decked out in his riot turned ring gear he plays the role of the shield's enforcer Roman Reigns. He's close enough to touch but knows better. When she gets this way it's best to just let Cammie be. She stares down at where the toes of his combat boots touch her worn out sketchers. "Look at me."

The questions in his hazel eyes push her to give answer. "I can't just stand and watch anymore Joe. I- it needs to be fixed and we're out of options."

"You sure you wanna do this? Now?" they both know what "This" is though neither of them dare to speak it into existence,

"I don't want to do this no, I have too. If I don't I'm sentencing him to death and it really is getting to be now or never." He takes her hand in his noting the chipped nail polish as he gives a reassuring squeeze.

"Okay I'll show you where he is." Joe escorted her from the locker room leaving the rest of the men staring with mouths agape and eyes wide, wondering what the hell Joe's girlfriend had to do with John Cena.

-/-/-/-

She stands outside his dressing room a second. She takes a deep breath and turns the knob right here if you need me just -." He squeezed her hand gently. They walk into the room a united but silent front.

He and his girlfriend sit on opposite ends of the couch "John. I need your help it's for Luca." She forces the words out and waits. John sits shocked a second. "Cam?"

"Yeah, I'd rather drive nails into my eyes than ask you for something, anything at all, regarding Luca but I have too. He needs a kidney transplant."

"Who's Luca?" the girlfriend asks. Campbell believes her name is Nikki. "His son." She answers.

For a moment it was as if time stopped. John just stared blankly at Cam as Nikki stared at John confused as hell. It was the first she'd heard of a son. Joe stood by Campbell's side, holding her hand tightly. "Say something after ten years that is the very least you could do."

"Ten years? You have a ten year old?" Nikki said in complete shock feeling a bit sick. "You told me no kids but you have a son? You didn't want kids remember?" Nikki's voice steadily rises in sheer anger and dismay.

Campbell pins her with a cold stare. "OH he didn't want Luke sweetheart no worries there he didn't lie about that." She said with a deadly calm that set a chill into Nikki's bones. The woman in worn jeans and LA children's hospital tee shirt. Meant business the slept on hair and tired eyes attested to the desperation that she must have felt. This woman had a dying child with her boyfriend. This room was becoming too small very quickly.

Cam." John warned. He didn't exactly know what to do. He had no chance to explain to Nikki, nor did he ever think Campbell would be showing up after all this time looking for help.

No John, I don't have the time to deal with your girlfriend drama. I just need to know if you're willing to do this. There isn't much time left." The tears welled up in her eyes.

I need air." Nikki stood, shaking her head and storming out the door. It was too much to handle. John would escape if he could but at the moment he was stuck.

"Start from the beginning." He asked calmly as though he was dealing with something unstable .he motioned for her to sit on the couch and explain everything. Joe moved to sit beside her but Cam declined him the chance. "I'm good standing."

"You sure baby?" He asked. Cam nodded. Joe was her rock, but she needed to fill in John on everything without intruding on Joe's work time. John's too.

She shifted her weight from foot to foot. "When I took Luca for his kindergarten shots they took a urine sample and found blood and a very high protein level those things combined alarmed them. They did a kidney biopsy and found he had Alport Syndrome, it's genetic I gave it to him." Her voice broke.

"Babe…" Joe said helplessly as he watched her begin to pace a track in the carpet.

"I gave it to him Joey. Anyway they put him on meds but his case is incredibly aggressive it didn't work. Alport causes scarring of the kidneys and they fail, he's on dialysis but eventually that will fail, and soon by their estimations. I can't donate. I'm his carrier. And he's a rare blood and antigen type. He's your blood type. Most likely your antigens to you'll need to be tested but short of siblings a parental donation is best. He could reject it and die anyway because healthy kidneys produce normal collagen levels but his best and likely only shot is you so I'm here. Away from him to ask you for help."

The information floored John. He didn't expect any of this coming. He assumed he'd given Cam a healthy boy. Strong, independent, excellent at school and sports. "I'm sorry Campbell, really I am."

"Sorry you can't help me and how dare I ask you for anything right?" She spits feeling an old and deeply pushed down rage.

"No Cam, I'm just sorry."

"How sorry? So are you going to help me? Help Luca? If anything don't do it for me. Do it for him. For once in his life, do something for him. I've never asked you for anything. I never needed to until now. Please John; help me save my little boy." She said laying every card on the table. Her Tears make him blurry. She hates this it's like groveling at king's feet for crumbs. She wants to leave the only things holding her in place is his answer and Joe.

"Can I think things over? Absorb it all?" he said softly.

The anger flaring in her blood makes her speak the worst truth she knows about John "Sure Mister Make-A-Wish think about saving your child. You unforgivable hypocrite."

"Cammie…" Joe whispers knowing that expertly thrown barb came from a place of pain and fear however true it may be.

"Don't worry I'm leaving. I'll be at the hospital with my child if you need me." She replies storming off leaving Joe to follow and John in confounded silence.

-/-/-

Nikki and her twin sister Brie were standing nearby and watching Campbell leave. It was obvious to those passing by that Nikki was upset about something as Brie was consoling her.

"I'm sure there is a good explanation, Nicole." Brie said as she rubbed her back. Streaks of black ran down Nikki's face as she cried on her sister's shoulder. "I'm just so confused."

"It looks like they're left his dressing room. Why don't you go in there and talk with him?" Brie suggested.

Nikki shook her head. She was scared, nervous, upset, pissed off. "I can't. Not here. I have too many questions and I'm not sure he has the answers. Whoever she was, he seemed just as floored with her coming in."

Nikki turned with Brie to head to the women's locker room to wash up her face and touch up her make up when John was stepping out of his dressing room, the same dumbfounded look on his face that he'd been left in. He spotted Nikki with Brie across the way and approached her quickly.

"But he didn't deny the child?' Brie clarified under her breath as John Approached.

: "No." Nikki shook her head.

: "That's so weird." Brie sighed. "He's coming over here now."

"Nicole..." John reached out for her and she backed off.

With her hand up in defense, she shook her head as her words came out tearfully, "I am not going to do this here. You and I know better than that, but right now, I need my space."

John nodded. He knew there was no need to cause a scene, a further scene, at his workplace. "Just tell me you'll be on the bus after the show?"

I suppose." She whispered and walked off.

John knew what awaited him on the bus and yet he himself couldn't manage the long walk just yet. He hadn't showered; he normally did that on the bus. He always gathered his and Nikki's things and wheeled their cases to the bus. Tonight, it felt like he had to walk with more than just the weight of the world on his shoulders and explain more than a simple 'I have a child with a former girlfriend.'

Sighing he began his walk to the bus. The light was on inside and he knew Nicole was waiting for him. Climbing the steps, he moved inside, seeing her sitting on the couch in her Juicy Couture sweat suit, bobbing her foot up and down, texting on her phone. He took a breath steeled his nerves and closed the bus door. This acted as Nicole's start button.

"What the hell is going on John?" Nikki began yelling with the click of the bus door. "We've been together nearly two years and you just now come out with a son? A ten year old son."

"Nicole..."he tries to penetrate her anger with equal calm as he sits down his gear bag.

"No, you're going to hear me out here. You don't get to talk, you don't get to try and fix this right now." Nikki was now standing, berating him. John knew he deserved it so he stood there taking it.

"From the moment we started this you have been adamant, no marriage and especially no children. Two fucking years later, two fucking years John and now you have a ten year old all of a sudden. This is just almost too much to handle." Tears welled up in her eyes and her voice cracked. "I deserve far more than a simple fucking explanation. Did your ex-wife even know about this kid John? You were with her for nearly half your life! Are you going to fuck around on me too? I've always been a huge proprietor of trust and faith. And you've fucked all of that up!" she stands hands on her hips staring him down.

"We were separated for about two years, in that time I met Cam on the set of the marine, we dated for most of a year. I went back to Liz, Cam didn't tell me about Luca until I saw him at the premiere he was two. I was unfaithful to no one Nicole. Liz knew about Luca. She wasn't motherly."

But you chose to hide him from me? Why John? Of all people, do you not think I'm motherly? Did you not think you could trust me with this? I feel so...so...God, I feel so betrayed, John. I am so heartbroken, devastatingly heartbroken."

I've always told you from day one the things that were important to me. Marriage and children." She sighed suddenly very tired.

"With Liz I made the choice to have no contact with Luca due to my career. It's not fair to hop in and out of his life. I did it out love, because I loved Cam and by extension Luca, I wasn't trying to hurt you or anyone. Keeping him a secret was best because I know you, you'll want to be step mother to a child I have no right too. I did not have nor do I now I have the desire to be a parent." He said unflinchingly honest. He sat down on the leather couch seating.

"I just don't understand." Nikki shook her head while dabbing the tears away with a tissue. "It's so selfish. And why now, John, why is she back looking for your help with him? After all this time?"

"He's dying." He said the heaviness of it finally falling on him, dread filled his very bones.

Nikki's hands covered her face as she spoke, "Oh my God." She felt the wind knock right out of her lungs. She didn't even know this child and she was affected. "I...I can't even...This is just all too much."

"How do you think I feel?" John asked glancing at her.

"It should be a simple choice John. Save him, do what you can. What does he need? How much time does he have?" Nikki couldn't sit by his side, not now. There was too much floating around that hadn't been decided, figured out, said.

So she stood in front of him.

"He needs a kidney, apparently mine. As for time I don't know but I know Campbell and she's running scared if she came to me. She has never asked me for a single thing" He cleared his throat uncomfortable with the feelings bubbling to the surface.

"So what are you going to do?" Nikki asked.

"I don't know. She just threw this at me. I don't have an answer. I need time to think about everything. I don't even know what I need to do to get started if I decide this is what needs to be done." John was lost. He hadn't been lost like this in his life for many years.

"Are you serious? Again I say, the answer should be obvious." Nikki was lit up again. John just stared blankly at her. "Even with all of this, I do love you. This is very hard for me to get past right now and accept, but Christ, John. Let's be honest here." Nikki knelt in front of him and took his hands. "His mother came to you, and said save my child please. I understand this is not what you wanted, not what you signed up for. But if there is nothing that can possibly be done, don't miss out on any more than you already have. Don't take that from her. If not for me John, do it for that little boy. Put yourself in her shoes, how would you feel?"

"I don't know. For the first time in my life, I've never been this lost. I've built a damn good life for myself. For us. I'm moving to San Diego, work, everything else." John said. "She called me an unforgiveable hypocrite."

"I'd agree. Don't be selfish." Nikki stood and took her bag in her hand. John had only now noticed how empty his bus was as there wasn't a pile of Louis Vuitton luggage nearby. "Until you figure all of this out, the best thing for me to do is stay with Brie and Bryan."

And she left him there, sulking and thinking.

-/-/-

Joe stood over her watching her sleep all bent up in the fold out bed chair. Her eyes were red. She'd obviously been crying.

He nudged her. "Babe…'

She jerked awake. "He's fine it's just me." He smiled sadly she's always attuned to the next fight even in her sleep.

She inhaled deeply and groaning as she stretched. "I sent Mac home." Mac was her sister Maclaren who helped her with Luca nearly constantly.

"I want to be with him as much as I can. The doctors said his kidneys are about to start disintegrating." She looked up at Joe fear lurking in her clear icy blue eyes.

"Ah, your visit makes sense now." He smirked sitting on the foot of the chair bed.

She swept a curl escaping his ponytail behind his ear. That was the thing about Joe, a simple joke and easy smile brightened her darken life immeasurably. "As if you couldn't figure it out before?" Cam shook her head. "When have you ever known me to even think of asking him for help? C'mon Joe."

"I didn't say I was surprised. I understand your renewed motivation now is all." he leaned forward and kissed her. "My little scene maker. You never lack for great timing." He teased.

Normally she'd smile this time she crumbled. "I can't handle this anymore." Cammie began to cry. "I just want to save my little boy. He doesn't have to care. I just want him to do it."

"You can't force him to do the right thing. Just hope he does, there's always UNOS."He said ever the rational one.

"I know."

"How the hell you ever ended up with someone so stubborn and single fucking minded I will never know." He commiserated with her.

"Australian sunsets, good sex, bad judgment, and vodka, sadly that was just our beginning." She retorted.

"Why do I feel like I need popcorn?" Joe smirked.

She throws her pillow at him. "You asshole. You make me sound like a soap star!"

"You said it, own it babe. C'mon you can't stop there... my inner gossipy bitch is starving." He leans forward in interest.

Fine, but no judgey or angry faces!"

"Scots honor." He said solemnly.

"Boy scout my ass Anoa'i okay so..."

AN: I own nothing WWE related, this is just for fun. I do however own Campbell and Luca. If you liked it please do review! Thank you for reading!-Meghan