AN: Please don't hate me people. I couldn't help it. I have to continue this fic. I believe it is my destiny. Also, I still plan to do a Mike Adamle/Randy Orton fic because it is also my destiny. I hate destiny. Destiny is the reason I have so many fics. Now for shameless plus. Go read 'Silent Hearts' and 'A Showstopper's Pain'. 'Silent Hearts' was written by me and it's a Shawn/Cena story. You may hate Cena but trust me. He had to work for it. 'A Showstopper's Pain' was written by a friend of mine. It's her version of JBL's deal. It's a really good oneshot that everyone should read. Now then. The story continues...

Cena smiled down at the beautiful man in his arms before pulling away.

"Well then. I'm glad we got that squared away. Is it safe to let you leave now or do I need to follow you back to the hotel?"

"I'll be fine Cena. I promise. JBL's deal is null and void now that I have my partner back," he grinned. "I'm going to take a shower now anyway."

"Alright. Well, I will see you next week love. I have to go see Vince and then I am going to drive to the next town over. My dad and my brother's wanting me to drop in since I'm so close to spend the night then I'm catching a late flight tomorrow."

"Oh ok then. Drive safely kid."

"Kid huh? One of these days I'm going to give you a reason to call me something other than kid."

"And until that time comes you're still just a kid to me now go," he laughed. "You don't want Vince all pissed off at you do you?"

"Yeah you're right." He kissed Shawn's cheek before hurrying off. Shawn smiled to himself quite pleased that he now had a reason to smile. That Cena… I don't know what we are right now but I'm sure glad he's going to be around more often. Shawn grabbed a towel and some fresh clothes before heading towards the shower feeling way better than he had been feeling in weeks.

He emerged from the shower a few minutes later dressed and ready to leave the arena. He grabbed his bags from in front of the locker and started towards the door. The door suddenly opened and there was JBL standing there wearing the biggest grin he'd seen in ages. Oh boy… Of all the people to run into right now…

"Shawn! Man I'm glad I caught you before you could sneak out of here."

"I wasn't sneaking anywhere John. I took a shower and now I'm going back to the hotel to get some shut eye."

"Whoa. Wait a second. I actually have a message for you from Vince. He needs to see you before you leave or if you don't have time, he said to give him a call. He has some news for you."

"I'll call him later. Now if you'll excuse me…" Shawn swept past John and started out the door. JBL gripped his shoulder lightly stopping the blonde in his steps.

"By the way Shawn, the offer's still on the table."

"Yeah well I decline. I don't need your help anymore. I have Cena," he grumbled.

"That may be but there are some things only money can fix."

"What are you talking about?" Shawn asked. He turned to face JBL eyeing him with a new curiosity.

"Oh well, it's not my place to tell you about your finances. That's what Vince is for."

"Do you know something that I don't?"

"Maybe, but it's not my place to tell you anything. I just happened to be nearby when Vince got the news."

"Don't play with me John. What do you know?"

"Well…since you really wanna know…I just thought I'd tell you that your retirement fund isn't looking so good right now. In fact, I don't think there's anything left in that fund."

"Wha…what?"

"Yeah. The WWE stock dropped over 800 points today and well…it's pretty bad. I think that's what Vince was wanting to talk with you about. I'm sure you're not going be let go but uh…any big plans you may have had after your retirement may have just gone out the window not to mention the pay cut everyone's going to get."

"That…can't be. I was planning…that money was going to be spent on a homeless shelter near my hometown. The old one is closing down soon and I can't bear to see all those kids living on the street. I've also been sending my mother an additional three grand a month for her private shelter for women. I can't just not help her. This has been something she's been doing for years. She's very passionate about helping those young women get back on their feet." Plus…there's that huge debt I owe…those guys will kill me if they don't get their money…

"Yeah. I understand that completely Shawn. I know how soft a heart you have but I also know something else about you."

"Huh? What else do you know?" JBL smirked before motioning for Shawn to come back into the locker room. Shawn quickly headed inside so that they could talk privately.

"I hear you're in debt to some really nasty people."

"Whatever gave you that idea?"

"Hn…well let's see…A few years ago you and Bret were doing really well…that is until he left you. Apparently you and Bret broke up because he was constantly feeding his habit of gambling, almost gambling all of your finances away in casinos. You got onto Bret about it and at one point you thought all was well until you were visited by some really nasty guys late one night when you were in Montreal."

"How…how do you know about that?"

"I'm into business and I am rich. I know everything but forget about that. You just need to worry about yourself." Shawn plopped down onto the bench and JBL sat down next to him. Shawn buried his face in the palm of his hands and groaned. I could just cry. Right here and now. Of all the times, why now? I only had a few payments left…

"Shawn don't beat yourself up about it. Besides, this is where I come in." Shawn cut JBL a sidelong glance before sighing.

"What do I have to do?"

"Well that depends. According to my sources Bret owed these guys a hell of a lot of money. About two million dollars and that's just what he borrowed."

"Yeah. It was…something like that," Shawn managed. "I've been paying these guys 10k a month since Bret and I broke up. I'm almost done paying them off. I only owe about 50,000 more dollars. That's five more months pay but with a pay cut I'm screwed. I can't take a pay cut and take care of myself, my mother's shelter and those thugs. They'll kill Bret…they'd kill me," he choked.

"That won't happen if you take my deal."

"You only offered protection John. You can't protect me from these guys."

"Well, if you have the money to pay up each month then you won't get killed." Shawn sat up eyeing JBL with a new curiosity.

"Are you offering to pay me?"

"Shawn, you underestimate me. Of course I'm offering to pay you. Of course that would also mean you'd have to submit yourself to me and only me for the next five months but I'm sure you'd do anything to keep your mom happy, not to mention you want to live to see another day."

"I…yeah but…" Shawn closed his eyes and thought about his options. He had money dispersed in several banks. It was probably enough to cover the new homeless shelter but if he did that then he wouldn't have any money left for himself. The money he was making every month went towards his mother's shelter and paying those thugs. With the pay cut that he was doomed to face he'd barely have enough to take care of himself as well as his mother's shelter. I could let the shelter go but I've seen those battered women…they have no where else to go and my mother would just cry…the disappointment in her face…I couldn't bear to see it… JBL patted Shawn on the back as he stood to leave.

"I'll still give you that week to think about it."

"Wait a second John. I…" He looked up at the man sadly and sighed. "Tell me the details of the deal so that I can know exactly what my options are."

"Very well. Let's see…I'd pay you 10k a month to cover your debt plus an extra 3k because I like you. And I'll still make sure no harm comes to you."

"And in return you want…?"

"Just you. I want you all to myself. That means you travel with me, you go out with me when I ask you to, you do whatever I tell you to do."

"Basically you want me as your servant."

"Oh it's not as bad as it sounds," he smirked. "I don't need you to clean my toilets or anything like that. I have lackys for that. Naa…I just need you to be my boy toy for the next five months. You do what you're told and you'll get your money in cash on the 28th of every month. When the last payment has been made you are free to go and we'll both forget that any of this ever happened."

"Wait a second. How do I know you're going to uphold your end of the bargain? Sure I could…you know, with you but there's no guarantee you'll pay me afterwards."

"Sure I will. I'm a business man and I'm not one for completely humiliating people, especially if I like them. I tell you what. If you decide to take me up on the offer, I'll pay you a good faith payment of 3k first. You take the deal then you'll get the rest at the end of every month. But Shawn, I'm dead serious about this deal. If you don't keep your end of the bargain I will make things difficult for you. Hell, it's going to be difficult anyway if you take this deal. When I say that I want you, I mean I want you. I want you under my complete control. Your body and everything else will belong to me and only me. I reserve the right to have you whenever I desire you. Understand?"

"Yeah. I…I'll think about it."

"Good boy. See you next week."

As soon as JBL left, Shawn immediately broke into tears. He could not believe that this was happening. There was always that possibility that JBL was lying but he knew that was hardly the case in this situation. Since both JBL and his wife were big time business advisers, Vince often would go to them for advice. The chances of JBL lying about money were slim to none and Shawn hated it. Actually, Shawn hated himself more than anything. Bret…He always has a way of coming back to haunt me…

Any other ex boyfriend would forget about the debt completely and just let Bret rot in hell but Shawn wasn't that type of person. He could never really hate Bret but he hated himself for still partly caring about him. Even though Bret put them in a ton of fucked up situations in the past, Shawn could never let anything happen to him because Bret would do the same for him if the shoe was on the other foot. I have no choice… Shawn picked up his cell phone and dialed Vince's number. He needed to make sure everything JBL said was true and if it was…

"I'm sorry Cena, but looks like our deal is off," he whispered.

AN: I hate myself for these muses. I should be typing a history paper but instead I am entertaining a plot bunny. Well, looks like this will be a full fledge story. I always SAY oneshot but can I do it? No. Damn. It. All. So I have you to know I have the entire story worked out for the most part. Some stuff may change depending on next week but I don't plan to follow the WWEs storyline completely. I have just spun a nice tale based on last night's events. Anyway, you should think 'Pretty Woman' because that's basically what this is going to be like. A male verion of pretty woman but...yeah. Anyway, expect this story to get sad and angsty really quickly. I haven't quite decided how I am going to make JBL. I may make him nice or I may make him a selfish bastard. I dunno just yet. But expect the unexpected. I WILL make HBK and JBL work. Why? Because JBL is really gross and yet I've seen worse pairings. Ta Ta