Welcome back for chapter two. We're still in John's point of view. I hope ya'll enjoy.
Disclaimer: All those mentioned except my OC, belong to their rightful owners. All mistakes are mine and I apologize for them.
PS: Superstars will be called their real names outside of the ring and their ring names when the occasion calls for it.

Apology, Not Accepted

I woke up with a migraine and shuffled my way to my bag to grab some pain killers. I was about to pop one in my mouth when my cell phone rang, making me drop the pill on the floor. "Goddamn it!" I threw the pill out, because I didn't trust hotel room floors, and grabbed my cell phone off the nightstand. "Hello?"

"Morning to you too, sunshine."

"Morning, Claire."

"One more taping of Smackdown and it's finally here."

"Must you count down to my friend's public demise, Claire?" I could tell she rolled her eyes when she scoffed.

"You're the idiot that's still his friend."

"Oh my god, will you knock it off? I'm going to stop telling you the truth and let you figure it out yourself."

"Whatever, John. I know enough."

"Oh yeah? What's that?"

"That he betrayed me. That's all I need to know." Claire hung up before I could defend Mike. I groaned and threw my phone across the room. My sister's ability to stay focused was sometimes a curse. There was a knock on my door and, thinking it was Claire to rub Miz's demise in my face again, I stormed over to the door and threw it open.

"Oh, sorry Mike. Thought you were someone else."

"It's all good. Does that mean I can come in?" I nodded and Mike walked into my room. "What's up with you? You seem jumpy."

"It's just Claire."

"What about her?"

"She's hellbent on bringing the demise of her opponent on Monday."

"She's always been focused, John, you know that."

"Yeah, but this is just overkill. And of course, I'm stuck in the middle."

"Damn. No wonder you're on edge. Want to catch a movie before we fly out? You could use some downtime."

"Yeah, just let me get dressed. Shouldn't take too long." Mike nodded and sat on the bed as I scrambled to get myself ready to go out. I shoved all my clothes in my bag, knowing that we'd still be out by the time we had to check out, and grabbed the key card. "You checked out already?"

"Yup. That's kind of why I headed here. Didn't know what else to do with my time." I smiled.

"So I'm just a back-up plan?" Mike went to explain himself and I laughed. "Just messing with you, Mike. Come on, let's go." I double checked everything and followed Mike downstairs to the lobby to hand my card keys back to the receptionist. After handing the keys back, I followed Mike to his car where we dumped our bags in the trunk and took off towards the local movie theater. We headed inside after getting tickets and some popcorn, quickly heading to one of the rows further in the back of the theater. The previews showed some pretty good movies, at least a couple that I made a note of to see in my phone. The movie finally started and I don't think there was a moment where I wasn't full on staring at the screen, not even blinking. The movie ended and the two of us left the theater. "How awesome was that movie?"

"Totally awesome! I'm so buying that on DVD." I laughed; I felt as if we just had a flashback to the Dirt Sheet when the two of us were being the Edgeheads, Hawkins and Ryder. "You realize we just sounded like Hawkins and Ryder, right?" Mike laughed.

"Yeah. Brings back good memories."

"Damn right, it does. I miss those days."

"Dirt Sheet days or the three Musketeers days?"

"Both." I watched Mike's face fall and it seriously killed me inside. Claire meant the world to him and with her hating him for something it took weeks, and the threat of getting fired, to get him to do.

"Come on, man, let's grab some lunch." Mike forced a smile at me and I clapped an arm on his back, leading him down the street to some diner. We walked in, unnoticed, and sat down at a booth with some weird vinyl print on it. The waitress took our drink order, along with our appetizer order, and walked away. "So, anything you want to talk about?"

"Not really. I'm just worried about Claire, John."

"Me too, Mike. She's been really angry towards me."

"Why? You're her brother."

"She's just upset with me for talking to you all the time. She still hates you for what Creative did to you two. I honestly wish I could strangle them."

"You and me both, John. We were a great team and I have no idea why they would want to separate us." I just shook my head and watched our waitress come back with our appetizer. Mike and I ordered a couple of burgers and started to dig into our appetizer in silence. I watched Mike stop abruptly stop eating and hang his head. "This...is killing me, John." He looked up at me and never before have I seen a man so broken.

-FIN-

That's it for this chapter. I hope you all enjoyed it. Next part will be out soon. Reviews are appreciated. : )