A/N: I felt like I left you guys hanging and not fully ending the story and leaving some details out. So, I've decided to fill that part in by putting in one more chapter (song-chapter I guess you could call it) to answer the unanswered (or unasked). This goes into more detail and gives you John's thoughts on the whole subject.

The song from chapter one was Butterflies Don't Lie by Kaci Brown. It's a very cute song .

Disclaimer: I own nothing… unfortunately. /

2004

I had to go to RAW tonight. Steph set me up in a storyline with some person. I honestly can't remember who but what does it matter anyway? I was about to walk through the doors to this week's arena, wherever we were this week, when there was a beautiful young lady standing awkwardly in front of the only entrance I knew of. I didn't want to interrupt her; she looked deep in thought and kind of nervous. I couldn't wait any longer; the staff meeting was about to start in like 10 minutes and I had to get in there or else I'd get my head bitten off by none other than Hell's Reincarnation, Vince McMahon.

I had to say something… and that something was, "Ahem."

She turned around and muttered my name under her breath. Aww, a fan. I thought. I'd just have to give her an autograph and probably a picture then I'd be on my way… she looks familiar though…

"Maria Kanellis?" I said. Apparently it wasn't a fan but I couldn't be too sure because she looked much different in person than when I'd seen her on the 19-inch television I had watched RAW on. "Were you on the RAW Diva Search this year?" I asked to prove my recognition of her.

"Yes, the one and only." She said perkily, but I could hear a hint of nervousness in her voice. She looked like she wasn't breathing; she must have been nervous.

It was a bit of an awkward silence so I said to try and make her less uncomfortable, "It was a shame you didn't win." Actually, that made it more awkward. What was she doing here if she lost? "Speaking of which, what are you doing here?" I realized that they sounded quite rude and my expression was coarse. I immediately lightened my face to try and make up for my possibly hurtful words.

"Vince offered me a contract as an interviewer for RAW. It's my first day."

"Aww, well good luck." Why did I just say 'Aww'? "I better get going. I need to talk to Steph. She set me up in a storyline with… some person. I forget… Maybe I'll see you around?" I asked trying to give her hope that she'd see me again. She probably won't; after all, I'm on Smackdown! and she's on RAW. I stuck out my hand, gesturing for her to shake it. She shook my hand as I gave her my infamous smile that I knew got the ladies to fall at my knees. She surprisingly didn't fall to the floor, but, instead, gave me a confident smile that didn't seem to match her eyes. I opened the door for her.

"Thanks," She said looking like she regretted ever saying that. I didn't know why though; that was the polite thing to say when someone opens a door for you, right? Yeah, what am I thinking?

I knew that I hadn't fallen in love with this girl but I knew I had a little, itsy bitsy thing for her. That I couldn't deny. She was a gorgeous girl − no, woman.

February 6, 2006

I was just staring into the eyes of the woman I loved, ever so often leaning in to softly kiss her lips. I was interrupted with an, "Ahem," coming from my right. I regretfully looked over, not wanting to take my eyes off of Liz. "John, Steph wanted me to tell you that we have a storyline tonight. I have the script," Maria said very happily. I loved seeing her happy but I just didn't know why her happiness brought me so much comfort. She held up the two scripts. I asked Liz hopefully, "Hun, I got to go get ready for the show. Stop by my room later?"

"Of course I will!" She told me and leaned into kiss me. I tried to pull away; it was a little awkward with Maria right next to us. I looked over at Maria, while trying to escape Liz's grip on the back of my shirt, and noticed how cute she was as she put her hand up in front of her eyes. It was adorable. I noticed she was peeking through her fingers so I abruptly ended the kiss and just stared at Liz just so Maria wouldn't notice that I was looking at her.

"Bye!" I said, happy to get away from Liz for a while, she followed me around like a sick puppy always asking me to go to the mall or fancy restaurants.

"So, what's the storyline about?" I asked as I put my arm around the petite small of her back. I was about to pull away, realizing that she might feel awkward, but she put her and around my waste.

"Well, I'm partnered in a mix-tag team match with you against Adam (Edge) and Amy (Lita). They beat me up before the match and you save me before I get speared. Before the match, we have a scene. Steph didn't tell me what happens during that though. Want to practice it?" She said all of that soo quickly it was quite hard to follow. The walk back to my locker room was comfortably silent. We got to the door and I politely opened it for her. She let go of my waste hesitantly and I slowly slid my hand off of her back. She sat down at a bench and I sat across from to her. I looked into her big brown eyes as she flipped through the script and skimmed a certain page. I escaped her captivating eyes as I saw her lower jaw drop − the farthest I've ever seen a jaw drop… ever.

"What?" I asked. She still didn't answer me. I lightly pushed down on her script to see the page number – which was at the top – so that I could see what was so… astonishing.

I found the page and skimmed down the page to see if anything jumped out at me. Then… there it was… in big bold letters:

JOHN GRABS MARIA BY THE SHOULDERS AND KISSES HER FOR 10 SECONDS.

My eyes got big as I read and reread the scene that was supposed to happen roughly 3½ hours from now.

The she asked out of the blue, breaking the awkward silence between us, "Do you want me to ask Steph to change –" but I interrupted her.

"NO!" I said rather quickly. I secretly wanted to kiss her. I had been wanting to for a while. I guess now was my chance. I tried to explain, "What I mean is… this shouldn't be a problem for us. We're professionals. This is our job… to do… romance scenes with each other. We're friends, right?"

"Of course we are!" She answered me in disbelief.

"Good," I said with relief in my voice, "Then this scene should be no problem for us."

I looked deeply into her eyes – to see if she felt uncomfortable about what was about to happen. I was almost startled when I saw her lovely smile grace her face lighting her eyes.

Since RAW was going to start soon, we needed to practice. So, I asked, "Want to practice now?" She let out a high pitched cough – weird I know—and her smile widened as she answered, "Sure."

She went outside my locker room door – that was where the scene told her to start—and called in, "Ready?"

"Yep." I answered. Shortly after, I heard a timid knock on the door.

"Door's open," I followed the script.

I saw Maria walk in hesitantly, twiddling her thumbs. She worriedly talked over me as I tried to comfort her about our 'upcoming match' against Adam and Amy, who had supposedly just speared and slapped her. I laughed at that. I realized this was where I was supposed to kiss her. Finally I thought as I gently grabbed her shoulders and guided her lips swiftly to mine. I felt the instant connection as our lips touched. A shock of energy was sent through my body. I realized my feelings for Maria were much more than a friend's should be, but I couldn't just throw myself on her. I did have a girlfriend. But maybe Maria would be a better girlfriend than Liz… but I quickly threw that thought out of my head. I didn't know why but I felt obliged to stay with Liz. Maybe it was because so much of my money was used for her via clothes, food, and gifts that she made me buy for her.

I subconsciously moved my hands, disentangled in her silky, smooth hair, to her back, somehow pulling us closer. Her tongue was so sweet. I didn't know what it was but I couldn't stop myself. She fit perfectly against my body, which was pushed up against her. I didn't want to stop kissing her. Her tongue felt so good roaming my mouth and vice versa. There was a burning sensation whenever her hands moved around my body. I moaned as she lightly rubbed her hands on my six pack (:p) She abruptly dropped her hands from underneath my shirt. I was trying to break away from the kiss but my lips wouldn't let me. I heard an impatient knock on the door, but I still couldn't break away. Once there was a bang on the door, with her help, I was able to break away. I was so angry from someone stopping the most amazing kiss I'd ever had that I had kept my eyes closed as I turned toward the door. I glanced over at the clock on the wall. O MY GOSH! We'd been kissing for almost an HOUR! I swiftly opened the door to an impatient Liz. I hope Maria won't tell her what just happened. No, she wouldn't do that. I can trust Ria… I like the sound of that 'Ria'.

So it wouldn't arose any suspicion, I lightly pecked Liz on the lips… but regretted it the second I leaned back from Liz – how does Maria feel about me acting like that kiss meant nothing to me. I heard Maria speak from behind me, "I'll just… go." But I didn't want her to. I wanted to kick Liz to the curb and leave Maria and me in this room… with the addition of a bed and some unusual 'toys'…

I stared confusedly after Maria as she promptly headed out of the room, her cheeks red from surprise. I could see happiness in her eyes. Maybe she liked the kiss, too… O Maria, don't go!

Once Maria was out of sight, Liz turned to me, looking accusatory. "What happened in here?" She asked me rudely. "You were supposed to meet me at the mall 45 minutes ago!"

"What?" I retorted. WTF was she talking about?

"I sent you a text message…" she said picking up my cell phone off of the bench where I was sitting before I got up to 'comfort' Maria. The text said 'I can't wait much longer. Just meet me at the mall in 20. Love u!' I scoffed at the last sentence.

"Liz, you know what?"

"No, I don't. What?"
"We're done!"

"I wouldn't be so sure about that Cena…"

"And why is that?" I asked confidently.

"If you want Maria to be safe, I wouldn't even think about leaving me…"

"You wouldn't dare!" I was surprised by my concern for Maria.

"O contraire John… yes I would."

2008

I was sitting with Randy in catering a couple hours before a RAW taping.

"So, do you wanna work out after you finish that?" I asked him pointing to his plate full of French fries and a burger buried somewhere under them. I looked over to see Maria sitting down at a table next to ours. She smiled at me. I smiled back. She looked down blushing. That reminded me of the one night in February… the night. I turned to Randy and said, "Randy, I think me kissing Maria came back to bite me in the ass."

"What do you mean?" he asked, his mouth full of fries.

"Liz still won't let it go. She doesn't even have proof that we did kiss, even though we did for our job, she's just assuming." I told Randy everything about that day. He was my best friend. I told him everything… everything but Liz's threat.

"It was just a kiss, why are you stressing over it so much?" He asked me after swallowing more fries.

"Because I think I might lose her." I told Randy, looking ashamed. I was referring to Maria.

"Find a way to make it up to her."

"Ok…" I said as I began to think of ways to just let Liz go and make Maria my girl.

"And I have just the way to do that. I'm gonna tell Maria I love her."

"Whoa… I didn't know you loved her!" Randy said incredulously.

"Yep… I can't even remember how long it's been since I realized it…"

"Then what are you waiting for?"

"I don't know… timing?" I said to Randy as I looked over at her. She looked like she was about to cry. I followed her with my eyes as she dashed out of the catering room. It took a little bit for my reflexes to kick in; the second she left the room I followed after her. I knew she had gone to the women's locker room. Where else would she go? I ran to the room to make sure that she was OK. I was there in no less than 5 minutes. I was banging on the door.

"Maria, open up! Come on, Hun, it's me John. Maria! Are you alright in there? Maria, open the door!" I turned around in frustration facing the opposite wall. I turned back around to try and coax her out of her room once again but I stopped dead in my tracks as I saw Maria, weak and fragile, walking slowly towards me. I sprinted down the rest of the long hallway to her. I hugged her so close to me, I didn't want to let it go but I still wanted to make sure that she was OK. I stroked her back soothingly for a little bit before I pulled away.

"Maria," I said with relief, "What's wrong, honey?"

I saw her smile at the mention of me calling her 'honey'.

I saw her struggling for words in between tears.

"You can't," She managed to scratch out barely audible.

"I can't what?" I just wanted to make her feel better. I gave her a heart-warming smile.

"Gary Spur!" I was about to ask who in the world was Gary Spur but I just wanted to stop her crying and didn't have time to think of what could happen if I said that. I just stuck with, "Sorry, what was that?"

She looked to be at a loss for words. Then I heard the three – well actually 4 – words I had wanted to hear from her for so long: "I… I… love you."

I gently snuck my hand under her chin and gracefully pulled her face up closer to mine. With the same hand that was under her chin, I slowly wiped the tears from her red cheeks. I bent my head further down and let my lips touch her quivering ones.

Maria's legs started to wobble; she would've fallen flat on her face but I caught her swiftly under her arm. I helped steady the woman of my dreams onto her feet. I bowed my head down once more but for a much longer sweet kiss. She wrapped her arms around my neck. I regretfully broke the kiss but completely willingly leaned toward her right ear and whispered with a gigantic smile on my face, "I love you, too."

She cocked her head back to look at my face. I closed my eyes and gave her an approving nod. Maria stood on her tippy-toes and planted a sensual and loving kiss on my waiting lips.

A/N: Sooo, whose point of view do you like better?? John's or Maria's? Review and let me know!