Disclaimer: You know the deal-I do not own any of the WWE superstars; I just own Brooke.

Summary: Raw is Jericho but what happens when WWE champ John Cena steps onto Raw grounds? What will Chris do when he discovers the past that his girlfriend, Brooke and his worst enemy, John share?

Notes:The story takes place during the the Draft. Previously titled "When the Stars Go Blue"

We Belong Together

Chapter 1:The Time is Now

Raw 6.6.05

The Raw superstars were abuzz about the Draft Lottery. Chris Jericho stood in his locker room, fixing his hair by the huge mirror. He always wondered what it'd be like to be on Smackdown once again. On Smackdown, he had accomplished feats had never dreamt of, but there was one thing about Raw that could never be matched-its unpredictability. The thoughts of going off to Smackdown still lingered in his mind, but at least he didn't have anything to worry about this week.

"You don't need that mirror to tell you how good you look, baby."

Chris immediately recognized the voice. It belonged to Brooke Burton. She stood a few feet away from him. Her arms were folded over her chest. Her pin-straight hair, flowing as strutted over to Chris. She looked stunning in her little red dress.

"Don't you have a match tonight?" He asked, still doing his hair.

"Nope. Just a little promo and I'm done."

"Really? I just have to interview the draft pick, and I'm done as well," He turned to face her, and put his arms at her waist.

"What are we going to do with all our free time?" Brooke playfully asked, draping her arms around his neck. "Maybe a little of this," Chris stated. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer. His softly brushed his lips against hers. Their lips parted and they let their tongues mingle. The two were completely immersed in each other, when they heard the door slam.

The door slammed shut, causing Chris and Brooke to unlocked their lips and move apart. Unfortunately, they couldn't pull apart as quickly as they had anticipated because Brooke's heart pendant was caught on Chris's shirt.

"Can't you guys keep your hands off each other for two seconds?" Shelton Benjamin commented.

"Shut up, Shelton. Brooke's necklace just got caught on my shirt," Chris said.

"That's because you two were making out. I'm not blind. Next time do me a favor and don't make out in here. Man, that was the last thing I needed to see. Now I'm gunna be thinking about Brooke the entire night," Shelton grinned, sliding on his elbow pads.

"Shut up, Shelt. I was going anyways," Brooke retorted.

"Sure you were," Shelton replied, rolling his eyes.

Brooke quickly kissed Chris's cheek. "I'll see you later," she smiled. "Come on Shelt."

"Right behind you," he answered. "Later Chris," he said walking back out the door.

Chris took one last look at himself and proceeded out the door.

"I'm so excited. I can't wait to see who the pick is," Victoria gleefully stated.

"Got someone special in mind?" Brooke grinned.

"Maybe I do," Victoria replied.

The two were sipping on their drinks, walking backstage. Some of the superstars had planned to watch the pick together on the tv screen in one of the locker rooms. The two arrived and found two seats in the front corner.

"It's gunna be fun doing this every week," Brooke admitted.

"That's if one of us doesn't get drafted," Victoria pointed out.
Brooke's expression soured. "So I have to worry my ass off the entire month, if I'm gunna stay on Raw or be on Smackdown,

"Relax, Brooke. Don't worry your pretty little head about it-You can still make your relationship with Chris work if one of you is drafted," Victoria advised. "That's not my issue with it," Brooke sighed. "If I get drafted to Smackdown, I'm going to be around him, and have to see him, and I don't want to be anywhere near him or be associated with him," Brooke confessed.

"Right, him," Victoria stated, nodding her head as if she understood. She turned her head and casually asked, "So who is 'he'?"

"Victoria!"

"What?" She gave Brooke a naïve look. "Seriously, who is 'he'?"

Brooke glowered at Victoria and turned back to the screen.

Raw had begun. Brooke's face lit up as Chris made his way out to the Highlight Reel.

"Aww! Isn't that cute? You're face lit up at the sound of his entrance," Victoria fawned.

"Shut up," Brooke said as Victoria laughed.

"And the first pick of the Draft Lottery is…" Chris said, as everyone eagerly awaited the arrival of Raw's newest superstar.

Seconds went by. Who was it? Who was it? The question was racing through everyone's mind.

The familiar sound of blaring horns filled the arena. Everyone backstage and in the audience went wild.

Brooke spit out her drink. This wasn't happening. Was it? It couldn't be. Could it? She couldn't believe her eyes. Was it really possible? Was he really here?

She turned to Victoria and held put her arm. "Pinch me. I wanna make sure this is for real."

Victoria followed orders only to hear a yelp from Brooke.

"Ow! Not that hard." Brooke began rubbing her arm and turned to look at the screen.

Her eyes became glued to the screen as she watched every move he made.

He seemed to own the superstars, the crowd, and above all Brooke. The moment belonged to him as "The Time is Now" played and he proudly held up the WWE Championship over his head and made his way to the ring.

He was Raw's newest superstar: He was John Cena.

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