Hello everyone one welcome to my new fic " Learning to Love You." I'm pretty excited about this story I have been wanting to write a Cena/Lita fic for while. Always thought it would be cool to see them together as a couple though their both so opposite of one another, I just couldn't resist!

Disclaimer: I own no rights to anything involving the WWE or any of the WWE's current and former talent's businesses etc. I just wanted to write a good story so hopefully you guys like it!


Prologue

New York City , 2005

It's as if everything was moving in slow motion the rain falling from the sky the numerous bodies brushing up against each other talking on mobile phones, holding up umbrellas just so they wouldn't get drenched from the liquid pouring around them going on about their business...their lives.

Long legs and bare feet covered in torn stockings sprinted across the puddles forming on the cemented sidewalk leading to street crosswalk. Her heart hammered in her chest as she slipped into the crowd of passersbys pulling the hood of her jacket over head, wrapping her arms around her torso twisting her neck making sure no one was behind her.

Hopefully she had enough time before, he found out she was gone. Her worse fear right now was that monster capturing and dragging her back to that shitty hell hole.

Some people bumped her way causing her to turn her attention forward and continuing to move.

" Hey you stupid Bitch!" She turned around to see her worst fear feet away from her bumping and squeezing through the crowd making his way towards her.

Her breath hitched she began pushing through the numerous people now who gave her displeasing stares.

" Somebody stop her!" The deep voice in back of her yelled.

The hood had fallen off of her head, the long rose red colored strands plastered onto her face as she twisted her head around to see him getting closer.

" No!" She screamed finally getting pass the crowd running across another street, running up stone steps losing her footing she slipped scrapping her knee wincing out loud.

She turned around seeing him running across the street, ignoring the pain that shot through her leg she limped quickly up the steps making it to the door trying to push the door, panicking even more when the large wooden door wouldn't budge she finally tried pulling the handle the door pried open going in closing the door quickly in back of her.

Warmth of the building seeped through her wet clothes as she ran across the carpet running down the aisle until she slipped again this time crawling into one of the pews pulling her knees up to her chest wrapping her arms around her legs trying to seize her body from shaking.

Her tearful hazel eyes looked around taking in her surroundings the candle lights, the pews, plush carpet aisle decorated windows she was in a church.

She heard the door open, she bit her lip from from crying out.

" Please...please don't let him find me, I promise I wont ever do drugs, I won't ever go back to that life. Please don't let him get me...or m-my unborn child." She prayed quietly choking back a sob now letting one of her hands touch the small bump protruding from her stomach she heard oncoming foot steps.

" Can I help you sir?" The elder man appeared out of no where, causing the woman to cover her mouth with her free hand.

" I thought I saw someone come in here and I just wanted to check." The voice was only inches from her as she could here the foot steps getting closer then stop.

Should she run? Would that even be a good idea?

The elder mans eyes saw her. She shook her head slowly from side to side pleading that he wouldn't give her up.

" I'm sorry sir but, I haven't seen anyone come in here I getting ready for tomorrows service so if anyone came in I would know."

" Do you mind if I check Bishop?" The man asked, causing an unwanted shiver to run down the woman's spine, afraid to move or even breathe properly at that moment.

" I'm afraid you can't I'm about to lock the doors I'm sure who ever your looking probably left."

There was silence until a deep voice spoke up, " well if you see anything here's my card." A small business card was was thrown towards the elder man, landing at his feet. He bent down to retrieve the paper then studied the card raising his brows then staring back at the man.

" I'll call if I find anything."

The man chuckled, " I'm sure you will, good day Bishop."

The red headed woman could hear his foot steps retreating the Bishop held out his arm for her to stay walked out of sight following the man.

All was silent when she heard the door shut she didn't dare move from her spot until she saw the Bishop walk around bending down towards her.

" He's gone. "

A relief washed over as she began to cry out loudly now, " I won't go back! please don't take me back to him." She sniffled trying to hold in another loud snob failing miserably.

" You don't have to worry I'm not."

She blinked her eyes a few times, when the older man wasn't ready the younger woman got up quickly from where she sat, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck burying her face in shoulder.

" Th-thank you, thank you, thank you." She said repeatedly as if she was some song stuck on repeat.

She then pulled back from the older man moving the red hair in back of her ears looking down at her stomach letting a hand rub across the covered flesh. She was safe now, her baby was safe now. The women had no idea the older man was watching her, taking in her barely there clothes, black mascara and eyeliner running down her face. Poor thing wasn't even wearing shoes. Feeling a his fatherly intuition take over, he knew this woman needed help indeed.

" What is your name child?"

" Li-Amy..." her eyes met the man older light green ones.

" My name is Amy Dumas."


AN: That's just a little somethin' somethin' tell me what you guys think? Okay so as the story progresses I will put more info about Amy's past. So who do you think was chasing her more will be revealed in future chapters.