So I am hoping to write short chapters frequently, if you would like them longer please let me know and I will do my best for you! Thank you to those that sent me messages, I have been waiting what feels like forever to write this story but didn't have the time so I am super excited to get it our there. Chapter 3 will be up tomorrow at the latest.

Chapter two - Merry effing Christmas

December 25th 2017 - Las Vegas, Nevada.

Jon's eyes flicked open closing again as the light peaking through the curtains burned on his retinas, groaning as a fresh surge of pain ripped through his arm. Laying still waiting for it to pass his mind drifting back to the night before...

"You wanna get me a babysitter?!"

Renee huffed knowing she shouldn't of mentioned anything until Jon had met Lara, "Not a babysitter, an intensive recovery expert".

Jon scoffed, "A chick that follows me around 24/7 is a babysitter sweetheart no matter how you wanna dress it up." He didn't need a babysitter, he needed her to understand, he needed her to give him space to allow his mind to catch up with his fucked up arm.

"You're being unreasonable Jon, you haven't even met her and you are dismissing it already", she turned her attention back to the pasty she was currently rolling out for the pie she had been making before he came in, her mind screaming..'I'm trying to help you."

Jon snapped, help him, this wasn't helping, "That's bullshit and you know it, I need time and space not some fucktard following me around, but you don't get it, of course you don't, you have your career, you still get to travel with our friends and meet people. I just get to sit here, staring at the same four walls, day in day out, for the next eight months." Deep down he knew he was being a dick to her in that moment but quite frankly he didn't care.

"Green's not a good colour on you Jon" she deadpanned, to her he sounded bitter and envious of the opportunities she could still take. "Clearly you don't want to talk about this and in case you hadn't noticed, I'm pretty fucking busy preparing for our friends, just leave me alone".

So he did, he picked up his beer and made his way up the stairs, passing their bedroom entirely and settling down on the bed in one of their spare rooms.

Stretching his body Jon manoeuvred himself from the bed, taking care not to put any pressure on his arm. Making his way to the bathroom and quickly turning on the shower whilst brushing his teeth. Stepping under the hot stream Jon sighed, leaning back against the cold tiles felt food on his skin, he washed his hair as he thought about the day. He wasn't in the mood for guests, he didn't want to plaster on a fake smile and pretend to enjoy the day, he wanted to crawl back into bed and watch re runs, a knock on the door brought him out of his thoughts.

"Jon, I made breakfast" he heard his wife barely over the noise of the shower, well at least she wasn't mad at him he figured. The day was gonna be hard enough without a pissed off Renee.

"Be right out" he replied, stepping out of the shower he dried himself quickly with a towel, pulling on some loose shorts and a tank top before making his way out and down the stairs. Walking into the kitchen he couldn't help the small smile that tugged at his lips, Renee looked pretty cute in her Christmas pyjamas and the table was set out with pancakes, bacon and eggs.

"Merry Christmas" she offered with a beaming smile not quite knowing what mood Jon had woken up with that morning.

Jon smiled wider, making his way over to her and pulling her in for a hug before laying several small kisses on her lips, "Merry Christmas babe."

They ate in a comfortable silence, if there was one thing Jon could say with absolute certainty about his wife it's that the woman could cook. Never in their time together had she offered him a meal he didn't enjoy. "So what time is everyone coming over?" he asked between mouthfuls.

Her eyes snapped up as he spoke, showing interest in the day for the first time in weeks. Inviting people had actually been Jons idea, he had suggested it and she had gone along with it, despite hoping to have their first Christmas as Husband and wife just the two of them. "Oh about three, I figured we could sit and open presents after breakfast and then you can entertain yourself while I finish up with the food."

Dean nodded, Christmas 2016, had been spent with Joe's family in Florida, they stayed in a Hotel room and had almost missed dinner after getting caught up in a game of who could make the other cum the most, Jon missed those days. Since they had gotten married sex was scheduled. Almost always happened on Thursdays, never Mondays or Tuesday and the other days were pot luck if Renee was feeling it or not. "I need to go and get my gifts for you, so I'll meet you in the lounge in five?" he asked whilst getting to his feet not waiting for a reply.

They opened their gifts and were both pleased with what the other had gotten. Renee had made a list of what she had wanted back in October so it wasn't like she wasn't going to like his choices but she has surprised him. He hadn't asked for anything yet she had gone to the effort of finding things she thought he might enjoy.

He leaned over and kissed her hard on the lips, his hand moving into her hair and holding her head to him. When she didn't pull away he deepened the kiss, his good hand trailing down her back and her arms found their way around his neck, they kissed for what felt like an eternity for Jon. Pushing forward he covered her body with his, his hand tugging at the hem of her pyjama top, "Jon.." she groaned, his lips moved to her neck, "Jon" she said a little louder catching his attention, "We can't do this right now, I have to get on with the dinner.."

Jon looked at her his mouth hanging open "Babe come on, I'm not ashamed to say I only need a few minutes... it's been weeks." He gave her his best doe eyes but she was having none of it, instead she stood and made her way to the kitchen, offering a very lack luster 'later' as she walked away. Jon threw his head back with a loud groan hoping she heard how frustrated he was. Renee wanted him to be in a good mood for the day and allowing him to finally finish inside of her would have certainly helped, but she had denied him and he was fucking miserable.

The arrival of Joes little girl a couple of hours later had brought a huge grin to Jons face. Joe and Galina he could take or leave, but Joelle, Joelle was one of those adorable little girls you only had to meet for five minutes and she would leave a lasting impression on you for life. Colby had arrived with his mystery guest - Zahra. Jon had figured it would be her, but had almost prayed otherwise. The absence of Leighla had already been talked about, they were all still good friends with her and now Colby had brought the reason for the break down of their relationship to dinner.

Alexis and Ferg had arrived not long after, Colby seemingly happy to she the little blond, of course Jon had thought, cheaters stick together. A knock at the door caught Jons attention, 'oh joy, my babysitter has arrived' he thought to himself. Seeing Renee make no attempt for the door he took it upon himself to answer. Opening to reveal a lady who looked exactly like a babysitter, she had tinges of what he was sure was grey hair and although she wasn't fat he was certain she wouldn't be up for going on long runs with him, she was no injury recovery specialist, she was a babysitter.

"Jess" she offered extending her hand which he shook hesitantly, so she was the friend, as though she had sensed his thoughts she added, "Lara will be along in a few shes just finishing up a phone call."

Jon nodded, "Jon" he offered, opening the door a little wider to invite her in and thats when he saw her walking up. She ad her friend were like night and day, her dress hugging in all the right places, the wind picking up wisps of her dark hair otherwise neatly tucked into a french braid. The clicking of her heels came to a stop and he realised she was right in front of him, scratching the back of his head as his eyes met hers, a genuine smile crossing his lips for the first time in days.

Lara returned his smile, offering her hand as Jess had done previously, this one he accepted with no hesitation, "You must be Jon, I'm Lara, it's great to meet you." She watched him for a few moments before pulling back her hand and walking past him into the house.

Jon resited the urge to watch her walk in, he felt pretty creepy right now and staring at her butt would surely add to that, walking in he closed the door. "Lara and Jess" he gestured to the new arrivals, "Joe, Galina, Joelle, Colby, Zahra, Alexis and Ferg" he pointed to the people already seated, all ofering small waves or nods as he said their names, "and obviously you know Renee". He watched as Lara made her ways over to Renee and hugged her offering a kiss to each cheek.

"Thank you so much for the invite, you have a lovely home" she offered sweetly, her eyes falling to her friend who looked a little nervous whilst Lara seemed to ooze confidence, reaching out she took the bags her friend had been holding passing them to Renee, "Theirs some wine in there and a couple of games I didn't know if y'all wanted to play after. Also a gift each for the two of you for hosting us" she was talking to Renee but gestured in Jons direction, "For hosting us, it's really great of you."

They were sat eating dinner in a somewhat comfortable silence when Colby spoke, "So Lara, Jon tells us Renee has hired you to be his babysitter, Jon nudged him, a little annoyed he had brought it up.

Lara laughed, choking a little on the drink she had just taken, "Babysitter huh?" she looked at Jon for a moment and then back at Colby, "I wouldn't say babysitting is my job description."

This peeked Jons interest, "No disrespect, but what can you possibly know about Wrestling, or my injury, Renee said you are a specialist but I've never heard of you and a lot of people make the injured list in my business, never heard of you." He wasn't trying to be rude, Renee wanted to put his career in this womans hands, he had questions.

Lara listened to him speak, fighting back a scoff. She observed the table, noting how everyone else had chosen to keep quiet, "To answer you first question, I Wrestled on the Indies for six years, if you can wrestle there you can Wrestle anywhere. As for your injury, I broke my neck in a bodged pile driver, realised I would never have the confidence to compete again and did a Sports Science Degree. You haven't heard of me because I worked two years exclusively for UFC. My recommendation came from Phil Brooks, that's CM Punk if you didn't know, I worked with him for three months earlier this year." With the whole table almost stunned to silence, she continued eating.

Nobody had said a word for a good ten minutes and the comfortable silence that had hung around the table before certainly wasn't comfortable anymore, noticing that most people were done Lara stood and began collecting empty plates, Renee protested but she insisted, Renee had fed them all, the least she could do was clean up. She stood in the large kitchen washing off dishes when Jon joined her. "I just wanted to apologise, I wasn't trying to be rude nor nothing.."

She cut him off, "You wanna get better Jon, I can help you, calling me a babysitter make you feel better then you go with that. But believe me when I say this, do not be under any illusions this is gonna be an easy ride darlin, because I flat out promise you this is gonna be the hardest eight months of your life." She closed the dishwasher and patted him firmly on the back, "Now run along and go play host because on January 17th, you ass is mine big boy.."

Jon watched as she sauntered away, his eyes watching the sway of her hips, he couldn't hold back the smile, one way or another his life was about to get a whole lot harder...

So I hope you liked it! Chapter three will jump to January 17th and Laras first day on the job, reviews welcome but I wont beg for them, I am loving this story!