A/N: So people seemed to like 'I Could Really Use a Wish Right Now' more than 'You Belong with Me' because there are reviews for this story and none for YBWM. (sighs) Anyway, I decided to write another part to 'I Could Really Use a Wish Right Now' from John's point of view. So enjoy.
John watched in horror as Aislynn ran through traffic, never once looking to make sure it was safe to go. He lost sight of her when she made it through the third row of traffic and felt his heart start racing.
"Aislynn!" he called but there was no answer.
He knew it was stupid and overly dangerous, but he had to know what had happened to his girlfriend. He had to know if she had made it through or if she had hurt herself. He just had to know.
Throwing caution to the wind, John ran into traffic. Seconds later, he felt pain and the darkness of night suddenly enveloped him.
John groaned, the sound catching in his throat, as he became aware of his physical body. It felt like he'd been Speared by Big Show repeatedly. It was ached and felt too sore to move. His body was cold in the thin clothes he'd been given. His head hurt and something sticky and coarse was pressed on his forehead above his right eye.
But he was alive.
He could hear a beeping of a machine, keeping in time with his heart beat. There was a sweet scent of flowers mixed with the sterile scent of a hospital. The smell was rather pleasant and comforting, reminding him of the passion flower perfume Aislynn always wore.
Aislynn…
He still didn't know what had happened to her. He could guess what had happened to him – remembering the impact of a speeding hunk of metal crashing into his soft body made him wince – and he knew that it was bad. But Aislynn…?
He couldn't force away the thoughts that flashed before his eyes, bringing cruel images with them.
Was she lying in her own hospital bed? Was she wandering around town in the cold, still thinking that he had betrayed her? Or…was she in the hospital morgue?
John clenched his teeth and turned his face away from the bright light of the hospital room over the bed. He didn't want to think that way. He couldn't imagine his life without Aislynn even though they'd only been dating for six months. He didn't want to be without her.
I could really use a wish right now God, John thought. Please let Aislynn be safe. Let her be…here with me. Please Aislynn, be here with me, safe and sound. Please...
He opened his eyes slowly, finding himself face to face with a DX bear. His eyes scanned over the balloons and flowers as he took in the room. A pile of 'Get Well' cards sat on a little table in the corner with a computer. A doll covered in Mark's 'Undertaker' coat sat on a chair against the wall.
It took John a moment to realize that the doll was not really a doll. It was his girlfriend, curled up in the chair with Undertaker's coat draped over her. She was so beautiful, even though she looked like she had neglected herself for awhile.
The skin he could see was paler than he remembered like the hospital had stolen away her sun-kissed glow. He could see dark circles under her eyes, they were light but they were there. She appeared to be wearing one of his shirts which warmed his heart and gave him hope that she wasn't too mad at him.
Aislynn…
He tried to sit up on the hospital bed, but it hurt. His muscles ached in protest of the movement and a groan escaped his lips before he could suppress it. Aislynn stirred at the noise, her eyes fluttering open.
She looked confused for a moment like she didn't know where she was or why her father's coat was on her. Then – as he watched – reality hit her and her eyes met his. It surprised him to see how old she seemed to be and how haunted her eyes looked as she looked at him.
There was no joy in her eyes as he offered a little wave in her direction. Maybe it was too early for joy. Or maybe she was convinced that she was still dreaming. John wasn't too sure of anything as he watched Aislynn stand up and drop the coat on the chair.
"John?" Aislynn gently took his hand, holding it as if he were fragile. "How do you feel?"
John squeezed her hand. "Sore, but I feel better knowing that you're all right and that you're here with me."
Aislynn's eyes grew wet. "John, I'm sorry…"
"Sorry?" John cocked an eyebrow. "You haven't done anything wrong."
"John…I shouldn't have run away from you when you were calling my name. I shouldn't have run outside or across traffic like I did. If I hadn't…you wouldn't be here. You wouldn't be in pain. All of this is my fault. It's my fault that you're like this," Aislynn cried, a tear sliding down her cheek. "I'm so sorry John…"
John reached up, brushing away her tears with his thumb. She closed her eyes when he caressed her face, leaning her face into his hand. Oh, it hurt him to see her this way.
"Aislynn, it's not your fault. I shouldn't have run out in front of traffic like I did. I should have gone to find someone and asked for their help in finding you. It's my fault that I'm all banged up. Not yours, baby."
Aislynn frowned and pulled her face away from his hand. "John…tell me my father was telling me the truth."
"The truth about what?"
"About you and Maryse. Tell me that it was all part of a promo and…I'll believe you," Aislynn whispered, practically begging him. "I just can't get the image of you two in our bed…doing things…out of my head."
"We had our clothes on."
"That doesn't make it any better. You were doing things in our bed with her. Kissing her…groping her…John, please just tell me that it was part of a promo. Please…"
John sat up completely, despite the pain and pulled her onto the bed. He held her in his arms and looked her dead in the eye.
"Aislynn, you know me. You know that I love you more than I've ever loved anyone. How can you think that I'd betray you by sleeping with Maryse?"
Aislynn shook her head and closed her eyes. "I don't know…I just know what I saw disturbed me and -"
"Aislynn, what's our profession?"
"Wrestling."
"And?"
"Acting."
"Right. And as actors, we have to do things that make us uncomfortable. I've seen you get up close and personal with some of the other Superstars during the show, but that doesn't bother me because I know that you would cheat on me with any of them." He touched her face gently. "That's what I thought you'd know about me. I thought you'd understand that it was all part of my job. It was part of Maryse's."
Aislynn sighed and looked away. "But why did it have to happen in our bed?"
"Maryse had a roommate who was sick and the hotel had no more rooms available, so Shane volunteered our room," John explained with a small roll of his eyes at the mention of Shane. "The plan was that we'd take one take of a serious make out session and then use that for the promo next week of Maryse's separation from Adam. You were supposed to be gone long enough for that to take place, but it took longer to set up than we thought."
"And why wasn't I told about it before it happened?" Aislynn demanded, looking at him once more. "It would have kept all of this from happening."
"Honestly, the room thing was a spur of the moment thing and…I really didn't think that you'd let me go through with it," John admitted. "The whole time I was making out with Maryse, I felt guilty. I knew she wasn't supposed to be the one that I was making out with. It's always supposed to be you and only you. Isn't that how you feel?"
"When I'm seducing the other Superstars to get them to tell me what I need to know? Of course that's how I feel. If I could do my job without touching another man in a semi-romantic way, I'd do it in a heartbeat, but…" She sighed and offered him a small smile. "That's not what the bosses let us do anymore…" She took his hand again and slid her fingers between the spaces in his. "I love you…and I – I understand that I made a mistake, that nearly cost me everything."
"The same goes for me," John replied, squeezing her hand. "I nearly lost you twice and I'm not going to let a third time happen…Not if I have anything to say about it."
The doctor came in then with a nurse and stopped him from doing what he wanted to do. He made faces over the doctor's shoulder that made Aislynn crack a smile and almost laugh. It made him happy that he could bring a smile to her face again.
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John had his arm around Aislynn's waist as they made it back to their hotel room. The movie lay on the bed with the snack food with a little note propped against it from Maryse. Aislynn cleared the things off the bed and told him to lie on while she fetched a glass of water for him to take some pain medication with.
Instead of listening to her, John wandered over to his bag and pulled out something that he hadn't wanted Aislynn to see for weeks. He smirked as he looked down at it and he made his way over to the bathroom door. Aislynn looked at his reflection as she filled a glass of water.
"You should be lying down," she told him.
"I've got something to ask you first," John said, gently lifting the glass out of her hand and setting it down.
Aislynn sighed and turned the water off, facing him. "Do you want me to run you a hot bath or something?"
John lifted up the thing in his hand and saw her eyes widen in surprise. "I think you know where this is heading."
"Are you – are you sure?"
"Absolutely. You are the one I've been wishing would come into my life."
Aislynn smiled and wrapped her arms around him, kissing him tenderly. "Ditto."
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A/N: Happy, happy ending for the two of them. I'm thinking that you can probably guess what happened there at the end, but if you have questions, ask your fellow reviewers or even better! Ask me! You know how there's someone going 'desperately seeking Susan'? Well…I'm desperately seeking reviewers! I have about seven wrestling stories on here that you can read and review anytime so please, go ahead and take a look.
Reviewers are welcome as well as flamers. But please, don't read and then leave without commenting. That's like coming to your friend's house for food and then leaving early when it's time to clean the dishes. So, please review! Thanks! ~ Scarlet
