Justin cried out as a strong hand gripped his ankle squeezing, hard nails digging in. "Wade!" He screamed reaching out for him scrambling to get out of the reach of John.

"Come on! Justin reach!"

"I am!" he whimpered as he tugged on his leg the other limb thrashing wildly.

Cena dodged the foot loosening his grip just enough so the other could inch forward and grasp the paler hand. Wade pulled him forward out of the older man's reach. John let out a growl. This wasn't going to end when the cameras were off.

Justin clung to Wade as he limped backwards. His arms snaked around Wade's neck and he held himself up as the other rested his hand on Justin's lower back holding the warmer body to his body. "Hold onto me alright?" he whispered into Justin's ear.

"Uhuh," he nodded letting pink dust his cheeks as they both watched the several people in the ring.

"I want you to go back in, I will watch you okay Paul?" he whispered back. "Come-on guys!" he called gather the rest of Nexus. "Okay our plan: we follow what the GM said we run in line up provoke, John should follow and then shortly after we gotta get out. So when I say to 'get out' or 'retreat' do it! Okay go!"

They broke their huddle and Paul and Stu broke their slight embrace and slid into the ring both standing near. The momentum built up and they looked at each other each ready to attack no matter their injuries. They gave the right time as Edge and Jericho came back in. they listened to the announcers and when they cued they pounced and attacked. They brawled even more and harder.

Paul hissed as Morrison kicked his ankle. He slapped the pretty boys face and they were fighting it out now. When Morrison was down he climbed up onto the top rope ready to jump. The rest of his team was beginning to crawl out of the ring he was watching as Wade continued fighting Chris nearing the ropes. He focused on them and not Morrison who was now up. "Justin!" he yelled and he looked and was slammed to the ground right as Stu crawled out and neared the barrier.

"Where's Justin?" he barked at David who shrugged and climbed over the black barrier in a panic. He spotted the young African and slid to his side. "Paul where does it hurt?"

"My back," he gasped attempting to get up. He grabbed Wades shoulder and they stood slowly. Before John could get out of the ring to finish what they started both were over the barrier and out of the older man's reach. They both ran up the stairs Paul crying out as he put too much weight onto his left ankle. They stood and he put on a brave face as the camera man signaled the "going off air" signal. When he nodded and his camera went down they piled back into the backstage area. Once they were behind the door Paul let himself crumble into Stu's arms. He cried as the pain increased when the medic squeezed it.

His grip on Stu's hand tightened but his leader didn't let the pain show. "It might be broken I can't officially tell you it is or not." The young lady said wrapping it and handing him an ice pack. "Make sure you get that looked at and keep it elevated and iced to keep the major swelling down." She smiled and left with her partner to go inspect the other wrestlers.

They stood back up Justin clinging to Wade as they went down the hall towards the locker room.

"You didn't have to do that…" Paul whispered as he sat down on the bench.

"Yes I did, I didn't want you hurt, you're a member of this team I'll need you Sunday," Stu said and watched as the small smile on the others face fell.

"Oh. Oh thanks then," he sighed and stood up wincing.

"No, no, no, I didn't mean you weren't just important to the team! I care about you Paul."

"Are you sure?" he sneered as he hopped to the door but was stopped as Stu grabbed his arm. "What?" he asked not wanting to let a tear fall at his disappointment.

"I really care! When we first started I barely knew you, yet I felt this instinct to protect you with all my heart. I wanted you near me I wanted you with me constantly. When you got yelled at by Jericho I wanted to beat him down and hold you tightly, when you had those awful nightmares I wanted to hold you till you stopped crying. I love you Paul, now what do I have to do to prove it to you?" his voice was soft and comforting. But Paul wouldn't let him see his face.

"I-I need to think." He said before he limped out the door. Stu stood his arm falling to his side as the door shut. "I need to think because I know I love you too.

~TBC ?