MERRY CHRISTMAS! ;)

I don't know if you read on my profile, but I promised I was going to publish this story today (Christmas' Eve). I know I'm woking on too many stories at same time, but I couldn't resist. I hope everyone has fun reading this first chapter. Please, don't forget to tell me what you think about it.

Title: Returning Home

Summary: It had been eight years since he left home. It had been eight years since he saw his friends and family. After eight years he was returning home. What happens when he realizes the world where he grew up isn't the same?

Chraracters: John Cena, Stacy Keibler, Amy Dumas, Trish Stratus, Chris Jericho, Randy Orton, Jay Reso, Michelle McCool...

It had spent eight years since John Cena left. It had spent eight years since he saw his family and friends by the last time. After eight years, he was finally returning home home.

By the ferry boat, he was watching his home getting closer. Looking at the Island, it seemed he had never left. Everything looked the same. However what he did not know was that nothing was the same anymore. In those eight years a lot had changed.

"I'm home" John thought to himself when saw the land closer than before.

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- So, what did you ask Santa this year? - Stacy questioned the boy, who was sat in front of the bar counter, with a little smile on her lips. The small boy took his eyes from his draw and looked at the woman. - Didn't you write him a letter?

- Yes - the dark-blonde haired boy answered, - I asked him to give me a football ball and a brother. - Stacy, who was cleaning the counter, stopped for a moment. She knew Ben's mother and she knew the last thing the petit blonde wanted at the moment was to have another baby. - Do you think I should have asked a stork to give me a brother?

- No, it was a nice idea to ask Santa - Stacy said. - But it will take Santa some time to listen to your request.

- I know - the boy mumbled disappointed. - Santa has a lot of work with the other kids.

Noticing his disappointment, Stacy sat at his side, not paying attention to her work.

- Did you already hear talking about Christmas Miracles? - Hearing her words, the boy looked at her confused - At Christmas, all wishes come true. Even, the ones that seem impossible! I know, Santa is very busy, but while he is traveling in his sled, he spreads magic around the World to make all the kids dreams to come true.

- How do you know it? - he asked lost in her words.

- Well, when I was a kid, as you, I lost my cat one month before Christmas. I looked for him everywhere, but I didn't find him, - Stacy started explaining to the kid. - I wrote a letter to Santa. I knew he couldn't put my cat under the tree, but I knew the magic he spreads could help me. So, in the Christmas day, my cat returned home.

- Really? - the little exclaimed with a big smile on his lips and Stacy nodded with her head. - So, can I have a little brother?

- It's Christmas time - Stacy exclaimed and picked up a empty glass. - Everything can happen.

- Do I pay you to talk with my grandchild or do I pay you to work? - Stacy heard a voice asking her. Turning around, she saw the owner of the bar standing behind her.

- I'm sorry - Stacy said a little embarrassed.

- It was my fault - the young boy defended her. - Please don't get mad at aunt Stacy.

- I'm not mad Benjamin - the man replied and then smiled. - It is Christmas, I don't get mad during Christmas. - Taking his eyes from his grandson, he glanced at the clock. - Shouldn't your father be already here?

- I can go home alone if you want me. I'm already six - Benjamin said very proud.

- You still have a lot to grow up until you can go home alone - Stacy said kissing the boy's cheek.

- Why does he have the right of a kiss and I don't? - the man asked and Stacy laughed.

- Because you are old and he is cute - they heard a voice. Looking to the door, they saw Chris entering in the bar.

- If it wasn't me, you wouldn't be that gorgeous - the man replied and then looked to his clock one more time. - You are late.

- Sorry dad, but I had a little problem - Chris said and then sat at Ben's side - What are you doing?

- I'm making a draw to give Santa - Benjamin explained.

- Nice - Chris exclaimed and then looked to his father. - When do you and mom want me and Trish to be in your house tomorrow?

- At noon - the man told him - And it is better for you to not get late.

- Don't worry about it - Chris said putting on his feet and then carried Benjamin.

- Do you want to come over? - Benjamin asked Stacy.

- Thanks, but I can't kiddo. - Stacy said and then looked at her clock. It already was time for her to leave the bar. - Well, it is my time to go. - With those words, she looked to her boss - Can I go?

- Sure - the old man said and Stacy went to pick up her purse and jacket. - It is better for you to go before your wife kills you.

- Yeah, it is a nice idea - Chris exclaimed. With Benjamin on his back, he left the bar.

- Would mommy kill you? - Benjamin asked his father when they arrived the outside. As it was usual for the season, it was very cold.

- No - Chris said walking to his van. "It would depend of the reason why she would get mad at me" Chris thought to himself and then opened the van's door. - Let's go home. Mommy made your favourite cookies.

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- I'm going to get late - Stacy whispered to herself running to the ferry-boat. She had to catch the ferry or she would stay on the island. "And it won't be good because I'll end up fired" Stacy thought to herself. Making a last effort, Stacy finally reached the ferry.

- I knew you would come - she heard Billy's voice when she finally entered in the boat. - What kind of job do you have? Don't they give you a break at Christmas?

- I told them that I would only work two hours today - Stacy replied with a smile covering her face. - Thanks for waiting for me!

- I would never leave without you - he said and then walked to his position.

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John was picking up his bags to walk out of the ferry, when he heard a voice which sounded very familiar. Turning around, a little smile crossed his face. It was her. Even if it had spent eight years, she still looked the same. "How will she react?" John thought to himself. He had left her eight years ago, without saying goodbye. How would she react when she figured out he had returned?

- Are you going to leave? - a man asked John. - Or are you going to back to the other side?

- Sorry - John said. Before walking out of the ferry, John looked at her one more time. Maybe it wasn't a good idea to face her now.

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- It is so funny to see you working in the kitchen - Amy exclaimed watching Trish walking from a side to another. - Watching you now, I wouldn't believe you said eight years ago you would never cook.

- Well, eight years ago, I was in my senior year. I thought I was going to have a lot of money and it would allow me to have someone cooking for me - Trish replied opening the oven and took from there a board with butter cookies. - I didn't know I was pregnant.

- At least you became a teacher. You have a pay check at the end of the month - Amy said switching the pages of a recipes book. - I'm the one who is jobless and I'm still living with the parents.

- I'm sure your Prince Charming is somewhere on this island - Trish said trying to cheer Amy up and landed the board on top of the kitchen's balcony. - It is Christmas. Everything can happen.

- I think the last thing I need is a Prince Charming. I only need a job, so I can leave my parents' house. For God's sake, I'm twenty-five - Amy exclaimed covering her face with her hands. - Why am I so unlucky?

- Not everyone can have the same luck I have. I have a wonderful husband and son - Trish said and a smile appeared on her face - I quit some of my dreams for Ben, but I don't regret it.

In that moment they heard the front door being open. It didn't take too long until Ben and Chris walked into the kitchen.

- Mommy, do you like the draw I made to give Santa? - Benjamin asked showing his draw to Trish.

- Santa is going to love it. When I finish the cookies, we are going to put them on a plate for Santa - Trish told him and a big smile appeared on Ben's face. - Why did you take so long? - Trish asked turning her body to face Chris.

- I had some problems - Chris said and noticed Amy's presence in the kitchen. - Are you going to spend Christmas with us?

- No, I only came here to wish a Merry Christmas - Amy replied. - I have to go home and to spend it with my parents.

- Oh yeah, I already forget it, you still living with your parents - Chris joked and felt Trish's eyes on him. It was never a good thing. - It isn't such a bad thing to live with our parents. They never ask us to do something. I miss living with mines.

- Are you saying it is awful to leave with me and Benjamin? - Trish questioned Chris.

"I have to learn to keep my mouth close" Chris thought to himself.

- I forgot something in the van. I'll pick it up - Chris said and walked out of the kitchen. Amy and Trish looked to each other and started laughing. Without understand what was going on, Benjamin walked to the living room.

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Walking out of the ferry-boat, Stacy saw a familiar car waiting for her. "You shouldn't be here" Stacy thought to herself and walked to the vehicle. Opening the door, Stacy entered inside it.

- What are you doing here Dave?

- I thought I could take you to your job - the man in the driver's seat answered. - After all, I'm not going to spend the Christmas with you.

- Only because you don't want to - Stacy replied a little mad and Dave turned on the car. - If you wanted, you could spend it with me.

- I already told you millions of times. I can't leave her now. I can't do it to my kids - Dave exclaimed without too much patience to handle such conversation. - I bought you something - he said and then pointed to a bag on the backseat.

- Are you trying to buy me? - Stacy said looking to the sac. - I don't think a present will do it.

- I'm sure you are going to love it - he said and stretched his arm to pick up the paper bag. - C'mon Stace, open it.

- Please don't call me Stace, I don't like when people call me it - Stacy replied and took the bag from his hands. Opening the bag, she found a little box. - It seems expensive.

- Always the best for you babe - he said and Stacy opened the box, only to find a gold bracelet - Do you like it?

- I love it - Stacy said showing a smile and took off from the box the bracelet. As much as she loved it, Stacy knew she shouldn't accept the expensive gift. - I think you are excused, but only for this Christmas. Next year, you will need to give me one made of diamonds.

- I think we can arrange that - Dave replied and stopped the car. Pushing her to him, his lips trapped hers in a kiss.

- I can't get late - Stacy said putting her hand on the car's knob to leave it.

- What about my present? - Dave asked a little disappointed.

- Well, I can give you it after Christmas. I'm sure you are going to love it. - With those words, Stacy walked out of the car. "Where did I get myself into?" Stacy thought to herself without glancing behind. "A lot of men and you had to end up choosing a married one with kids".

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"Here I'm" John thought to himself seeing the house where he had grown up. It had already spent so much time since he had seen his family. He didn't know how they would react after eight years apart. "There is only one way to know" John thought and walked to the main door. Knocking to it, he waited for someone to go open the door.

It didn't take him too long, to start hearing footsteps. His precense was going to be a big surprise. John hadn't told anyone that he was coming home.

- Yes? - a woman said opening the door with a big smile on her face. Looking at John, she lost it. - John? - she stammered without believe in her own eyes. This couldn't be true.

- Hi, Mom - John said and then pulled up a smile. He was finally home.

I hope you enjoyed it. I'm sorry for the spelling/grammar mistakes (English isn't my first language).

xoxo

Ainat

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