Chapter Two Disclaimer: I make no claims to any of the people included in this chapter. Krys is my property (use her if you want, but let me know first, and let me have some cred if you intend to!). Mindy is property of Melinda Silva, and this character is used with her permission. John Cena is his own property, along woith the rest of the WWE Superstars and Divas. If you don't recognize them, chances are, you don't know them, or they are not under contract to Vince McMahon (The Devil himself), and WWE/Titan Sports.

Krys anxiously waited backstage in a bright red mini dress with bells all over the hem. She was pacing near the entryway when John walked up. "Hey kid, what's wrong?"

She looked up at him, fear in her eyes. "I can't do it," she said, shaking her head. "I...I just can't take my butt out there and parade in a barely there outfit just for the fans. I know it's for a good cause, and I wanna do it. But...I just can't do this."

John pulled her to him and hugged her tightly. "I know you can do this girl. It was the same way with me when I came over here last year. Just remember you're doing this for a great cause. I mean they could die after this show, and their last thoughts could be about how great a show they just came from was."

She lost control of herself. She just broke down and started crying right there in front of him. John hugged her even tighter. "I'm sorry if I upset you Krys. I really am. I didn't mean anything."

She looked up into his eyes and smiled tearfully. "No, i-it wasn't you. It was j-just that I was thinking of all the men who died for our country. And th-this is the most I could do for them. I feel so useless." She started crying again.

"It's okay sweetie," John said, holding her. "You'll be just fine. They appreciate every moment they have with us. It's the most we can do at the moment, and for that they appreciate and love us."

She sniffled and kissed his cheek. "Thank you John," she said softly. "I really needed that."

He smiled back. "Anytime kid. Anytime." As she wiped her eyes, she smiled again and walked out through the curtain for the Santa's Little Helper contest.