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The Next week

The show was underway. I was sitting in my gear playing with my whip, watching the show. It was getting hard to watch as Laurinitis opposers get viciously attacked. They were put in unfair matches or the Laurinitis lackeys would interfere, or both.

I watched intently as Randy Orton's theme blared through the arena. He busted through the curtain with his calculating disposition and swiftly walked down to the ring. It was hard not to watch somebody like Randy. Sure he was drop dead gorgeous but it wasn't that. The way he moved and presented himself was commanding of attention and respect.

His opponent came down to the ring. It was The Miz. He was being accompanied by Swagger and Ziggler so it was obvious that the match wasn't going to be a clean one. The match began and control kept flip flopping. Slowly but surely Randy was able to gain and maintain control. Simply put, Randy was dominating. Almost on cue, Ziggler jumped onto the apron to distract the referee and Swagger slid into the ring to clothesline Randy. The Miz went for the pin. Randy kicked out. They cheated again. This time it worked. The Miz was able to get the three count. The Miz's song blared but instead of celebrating, the Miz and his pals decided to attack Randy.

I grabbed my whip and ran down to the ring. I slid in and cracked my whip nailing Swagger and Ziggler in the back. They turned to face me and I kicked Ziggler in the face, he dropped. Swagger came at me and I punted him in the balls. He went down quickly, writhing in pain. This left only the Miz, who was still doling out punishment on poor Randy. I tightened my grip on my whip and cracked him hard over the back. He looked at me seething. He ran at me, knocking me down. I swung my leg and knocked his legs from underneath him. I pummeled his face with my fists. He punched me hard in the face. I rolled off of him. He pulled me up by my long blonde hair. I snuck a kick into his midsection. This caused him to release my hair and turn around. Randy landed a RKO.

Randy got back up and his eyes met mine. They were burning with intensity. We were both catching our breath after such an eventful situation. He walked over to me.

"Thanks."

"No problem." He stuck his hand out. I shook it. We celebrated a moment. Then we headed out of the ring.

Wade was waiting for me on the other side of the curtain.

"Hey Wade!" He looked at me worried.

"Nicolette, are you out of your bloody mind? You could have gotten hurt out there!"

"Not a chance. I'm fine."

"No, no you aren't. You are bleeding, love." I raised my hand to my mouth. The Miz had split my lip open.

"Oh it's just a little blood. Relax."

"I will not relax. What were you thinking going out there?"

"I was thinking I was helping somebody out! He was getting teamed up on by three guys! You have been talking about how out of control Laurinitis and his lackeys have been getting, but nobody has tried to bind together and make a stand. Why aren't more people helping out each other?" His demeanor softened.

"It was dangerous, Nic. You shouldn't have charged them by yourself. You are lucky you only got a bloody lip. I really worry about you."

"Well I'm not scared." I stomped off irritated.

It pissed me off that Wade was scolding me like a child. I was a grown woman who was more than capable of defending myself. He'd always been over protective of me as was I over him. I was used to it but that didn't mean we didn't piss each other off with it all the time.

I wandered to the medic's room to get my lip looked at. I walked in and one of the doc's pointed to a seat. Sitting on the station next to me was Randy Orton.

"Hey Nicolette."

"Hey Randy."

"Ouch, that lip looks vicious."

"Yeah, It's not too bad. It looks worse than it is…I think. What brings you here?"

"My shoulder hurts, just thought I'd get it looked at."

"That's not a bad idea. Better safe than sorry."

"Yeah, but you seem to do the opposite!" He joked.

"Whatever do you mean?" I said innocently.

"You were pretty gutsy to come out there tonight. It wasn't exactly the safe choice."

"It was nothing. I'm just sick of seeing people get knocked down constantly by Laurinitis. He's just a big bully with minions. The way I see it, people need to start working together."

"You have a good point. The problem is more that a lot of us aren't team players."

"Well either way, I just thought a three on one was a little unfair. I had to even it up a little."

"I really appreciate it. So, seriously thank you."

"Your welcome."

"You really are something, you know that?"

"So I've been told. I'm just a woman who doesn't let herself fall victim to what life throws at me."

"I like that. More people should think that way."

"I agree."

"Well, just know that in case shit goes down, I've got your back."

"Thank you, it's good to know."

The medic fixed up Randy and then he was on his way. They looked at my lip, it didn't need any stitches. They handed me an ice pack for the swelling. Wade was waiting for me outside of my dressing room when I got there.

"What are you doing here?" I asked with a hint of attitude.

"Well, I thought I'd come and try to grovel for your forgiveness," he said with a smile. I smiled back at him.

"Really now? I didn't hear any groveling yet!" I joked. He got down on his knees and grabbed my hand.

"Oh Nicolette, I was such a bloody fool to yell at you. Please, please, please don't make my life a living hell by being mad at me," he said loudly.. I burst out laughing.

"I forgive you. Now get up! People are staring." He chuckled as he rose to his feet. I gave him a big hug. He kissed the top of my head.

"I'm glad we got that settled. Why don't you change and we can get out of here."

"Sounds like a plan, Barrett."

We traveled back to the hotel together and parted to our own separate rooms. I sat down on the bed and immediately found myself getting restless. I had an idea. I got up off the bed and I slipped on my black bikini and grabbed a towel. I wrapped the towel around me, grabbed me key and slid into the hallway. I made my way through the lobby. I finally found what I was looking for: the pool. I looked around. Nobody was in the pool area. Just how I like it. I threw my towel down on a chair and tucked my key card into my bikini bottoms.

I walked over to the diving board. Most people prefer entering the water slowly, dipping their toes in. I wasn't one of those people. I always went full throttle with things like these. Kind of with the WWE, I just jumped in. I don't hesitate except when it came to romantic matters. I dove into the chilly water.

I swam laps for a half an hour. When I finally emerged from the water, I looked over at my chair. Somebody had stolen my fluffy pink beach towel.

"Mother fucker! God damnit!" I said to myself angrily as I climbed the ladder out of the pool. I composed myself before exiting the pool area. I took a deep breath and proceeded to walk, soaking wet through the lobby.

"Hey you… in the bikini!" I stopped in my tracks in the middle of the lobby.

"What?" I said turning to face the voice, finding myself looking at a man with a pair of bright blue eyes and a smile.

"I saw Laurinitis' lackeys take your towel. I wasn't able to catch them to get it back, so I brought you one." He handed me a white towel.

"Oh, thank you. You really didn't have to do that." I wrapped myself in the towel, suddenly feeling over exposed.

"Well, I couldn't let them have the satisfaction of pulling one over on you."

"I appreciate that. I'm Nicolette Sparks by the way," I said extending my hand. He shook it.

"I'm John Cena. I have to say, your reputation precedes you."

"Likewise."

"I have to say that you have guts. Not a lot of men would do what you are doing."

"I try."

"It shows, that's quite a swollen lip you've got there."

"Oh, it's nothing. I've had worse. It was a lucky shot. Nothing a little ice wont fix," I said simply. He smiled.

"You really are something."

"Why does everybody keep saying that!" I said laughing.

"You just stand out from the crowd a little. Women like you don't really exist in the WWE much anymore."

"So I've seen. That's why Vince wanted me here… although I negotiated the ability to wrestle women and men. I don't like limitations."

"Well, I have to say, I don't really know you but I sure as hell respect you from what I have seen and heard."

"Thank you, that means a lot coming from the one and only John Cena." He laughed.

"I'll gladly take that complement, especially coming from a woman like you."

"I guess, I'm going to take that complement."

"Well, I've gotta get going. I've got an early morning tomorrow. I'd love to talk to you some more though. Why don't you give me your number?" He said handing me his phone. I put my name and number in the phone.

"I'd get yours too but I'm not carrying my cell in my bikini," I said gesturing to by towel and swim suit.

"That's alright. I guess that means I'll have to text you so you have it," He said sweetly, a grin spreading across his face.

"Sounds perfect."

"I'll see you around Nicolette."

"Bye John."

I turned around and headed up to my room. Today was an eventful one. I entered my room and shed my damp bikini. I threw on a little silk nightie. My phone was laying on my bed. I picked it up hoping for a text from John. I had six missed calls, all from Wade. I was about to call him back when there was a knock on my door. I opened it.

"Oh thank god you are all right!" Wade said obviously relieved.

"Of course I'm alright. Why wouldn't I be?"

"I have been trying to get a hold of you for like an hour! I was so worried something had happened."

"Jeeze, now you are just being dramatic. I just went for a swim." Wade took a huge breath.

"I'm sorry, I busted in here like a crazy person." I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around his waist.

"It's okay Wade. I know you are just looking out for me." He pulled me to him snuggly.

"I'm wound a little tight with this reign of Laurinitis happening. It's all very stressful. On top of worrying about just me, I worry about you as well. At least when you were with TNA I knew you were safe."

"I get it Wade. I worry about you to. That's a part of the reason I signed the contract with WWE. I wanted to be here with you so I could help you."

"You little bugger. Why didn't you tell me!"

"Because I knew you'd try and talk me out of it. I know that ego of yours and you wouldn't want me coming here to help you."

"Well that's because I don't want to be the reason you are in harm's way."

"Too late!" I said laughing.

"I am glad to be able to be with you more now."

"I told you it was a good idea! Now you get your Nicolette fix daily!"

"I love you Nicolette."

"I love you too, Wade."

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