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Summary: Nothing can go wrong on a date with a complete stranger who you previously got into an accident with. Or can it? Sequel to 'Crash World' as requested by Cena's baby doll.

Lita let out a sigh as she looked at herself in the mirror as she got ready for a date that evening. Her date with that random guy she got into a car accident with probably a month ago. She really didn't know why she agreed to go out with him in the first place. She kind of forgot all about John after their insurance companies got everything straightened out with the car accident a few days after the incident, but then he called the other day. And then when John called her, he reminded Lita that she agreed to a date at the scene. Again, she really didn't know why she did that. For all she knew, he could be some psycho stalker killer and she could end up dead by the end of the night.

"Maybe he's a normal guy," Lita muttered to herself as she walked towards her dresser for some accessories. "Maybe he won't chop me into pieces or burn me and spread my ashes in the woods."

Dawn laughed as she entered her best-friend's who also happened to be her roommate, room. The brunette woman had been watching the redhead from the entrance of free doorway for the last couple of minutes. "Only you would think that." She grabbed the bracelet Lita was about to put on out from her hands and gave her another one. "This is the better option. Is should actually be the only option. And do you have anything other than black in your closet?"

"Black is the only color in my rainbow," Lita replied as she put the bracelet on that Dawn handed her. "And no, I'm not the only one who thinks like that. There are actually some people in the world who don't want to die."

Dawn rolled her eyes, knowing that was clearly a dig at her. "So dramatic. So I'm assuming he won't be picking you up?"

Lita gave her friend a look like she thought she was stupid and Dawn just knew what her friend was about to say. "Hell no he won't. He's still a stranger at this point and I'm not giving a stranger my address Dawn. Thanks to you, we both already have a risk of being killed in our sleeps."

"Oh stop being such a wuss. You haven't died."

"Yet. I haven't died yet."

It became quiet between the two as Lita finished up getting ready for her date. Unfortunately for the redhead, it didn't stay quiet for long. "So where are you meeting him?"

"None of your business."

"Come on Li, with how careful you're being, don't you want a friend to be there on the lookout?"

The younger of the two woman shook her head. "Not really. He won't kill me in a public place."

"So it's safe to say you won't be getting laid anytime soon, huh?"

"Not everyone gives it up on the first date Dawn."

"But you're Slutty spice!"

"And for some reason, I think another one of us might be better suited for that." Dawn stuck her tongue her tongue out at her friend who rolled her eyes. "Real mature."

Dawn opened her mouth to say something, but stopped when she heard a phone go off. She knew it wasn't hers because her own phone was in her own room, but that didn't stop her from answering it when she saw who was calling. "Hottie's calling."

Lita rolled her eyes when she saw her phone in Dawn's hand. "Give me my phone back Dawn."

Dawn shook her head as she answered the other woman's phone. "Hey John."

"Um Lita?" John asked confused. He hadn't talked to Lita much on the phone, but he was sure that voice didn't belong to her.

"Nope, it's Dawn. Lita's busy getting pretty for you. Isn't that sweet?"

"Give me my phone back," Lita said to her friend as she tried to grab the object from Dawn who only moved away from her.

"So where are you taking my dear friend? She has an irrational fear of being killed by a date so I'm asking for security purposes."

"Dawn! Stop being so nosy!" Lita exclaimed as she tried to get the phone from the other woman, succeeding this time. "Give me a moment," she said as she forced Dawn out of her room, mouthing the words for her to get out. Once that was said and down, she closed the door, walked more into her room, and sat down on her bed. "Hey. I'm sorry about Ms. Nosy. You get used to it after a while."

"So you're already planning on our future huh?"

Lita rolled her eyes, hearing the amusement in John's voice. "'Our future?'," Lita questioned. "Let's not jump the gun."

"But you said I'll get used to your friend being nosy after a while so you indicated there will be a future for us."

"You keep this up and there won't even be a first date."

John rolled his eyes as he thought about why he even decided to ask this woman out. Oh right, his friends basically said he couldn't get her to go out with him and he definitely wasn't one to back down from a challenege of sorts. Plus there was the fact that she was hot and that never hurt anyone. He opened his mouth as he decided to finally tell her his reason for calling. "I know we agreed to meet up at seven, but I'm running a little late so how about seven thirty?"

Lita nodded. "That's fine with me. Thanks for actually calling and letting me know you were running late. I'll see you there. Bye."

"And where exactly is there?" Dawn asked as she opened the door and walked into the room.

Lita shrugged. "I forgot." She continued after she gathered her belongings and stuffed them in her bag. "Please get a life of your own."

"Where are you going?" Dawn asked as her friend began walking out the room with her following behind. "Didn't he say he was going to be late."

Lita nodded. "Yeah, but I rather wait at the place by myself rather than here with you, risking you annoying the shit out of me by asking me questions I really don't want to nor am I going to answer. Do know, from here on out, I will not be answering any of your calls for the rest of the night so don't call me unless it's an emergency. Bye." With that said, the redheaded woman left the apartment before her friend could say anything in response.

John cursed under his breath as he looked down at the time on his phone which told him he was almost an hour late to when he was initially supposed to meet his date. Well, he did call Lita and tell her he would be half an hour late, so in reality he was only almost half an hour late. Somehow he didn't think that would go over well with this woman who he didn't know much about, but he had a feeling she could be a little hot-headed.

The man entered the bar the duo was set to meet in and didn't see the woman anywhere. Maybe she was late herself and wasn't there quite yet. Or maybe she left because she got sick of waiting around for him. But John soon found out how1 false he was as he scanned around the room and saw Lita sitting at a table on the other side of the room. Only she wasn't alone, there was another man sitting across the table from her. Did she really just move on to another guy just because he was a little late?

John didn't know what to think about the situation as he hesitantly walked over to where the redheaded was seated. As the brunette got closer, he noticed how annoyed Lita looked by whoever she was talking to.

"Um, hi," John said very confused when he reached the table.

The redheaded woman sighed in relief when she saw her date has finally arrived. "See," Lita began to say as she turned her attention to the other man who he wasn't sure had a lot to drink or was just a douche, or a combination of the two, "I told you I was waiting for someone else so now you can leave me alone."

The other man shrugged. "I'm better than him. Come on babe, I'll show you a good time," he said with a wink which made Lita scrunch her nose in disgust.

"Yea, I'm gonna have to take a hard pass on that one," she shook her head. "Thank you, but no. You can go now."

"I don't want to. I'm more than comfortable here."

"That doesn't really matter," John began to say before Lita could say the same, "she wants you to leave and well, I do too so just take a hike."

"And what if I don't? What are you going to do about it?" The other man asked, not one to back down.

"I don't know," John shrugged. "Maybe I'll call some of my friends to come over here and then they can deal with you at the station because this can very well constitute as harassment." Before the other man could say anything, John pulled his badge out of his pocket and placed it in front of his face. "Now leave or take the risk of spending a night in jail. It's all up to you because, honestly, I don't really care which way you go."

The other many finally got up from the table. "Fine," he began to say as he walked away after the threat of jail being thrown at him. "I guess she's not as easy as she looks." With that said, he walked away.

John looked over at Lita who he thought would be pissed because of what the guy just said, but she didn't look bothered at all. "Sorry, I guess I wrongly estimated how late I would actually be," he said as he took a seat at the table.

Lita shrugged as she grabbed the book off the table which he didn't notice before and placed it in her bag. "Honestly, I didn't really notice because I was reading a book until that creep showed up."

John arched a brow. "A book? At the bar? Seriously?"

"Well, I was all ready to leave until my date called and said he would be late. And then I have a nosy and pushy roommate at home so it was better just coming here early and catching up on some reading."

"So you're like a nerd or something?"

Lita rolled her eyes. "My friend suggested a book and I don't have much time to read so why not read while I have to wait for you?"

"Busy woman huh? So what do you do?"

"I'm a nurse."

John smirked before opening his mouth. "Not smart enough to be a doctor huh?"

Lita rolled her eyes. "Wow. Very original. That is like the very first time I heard that," she said as she played with the drink in front of her.

"I see you didn't wait for me to order a drink."

Lita shook her head. "Not my doing. I don't even know what it is. That ass sent it my way and I was told that a couple of drinks were mixed together."

"Maybe don't drink it then. He could have mixed something in it."

"I'm pretty sure he didn't because he wasn't even the one who handed it to me."

"Could have been his friend."

The redheaded woman shrugged. "Maybe. But I don't really care either way." The brunette man opened his mouth to respond, but the woman continued. "Can't you figure out whether or not there's something in there that shouldn't be? You're a cop, right? Well, unless that badge is a part of a cop stripper costume."

The brunette man rolled his eyes. "No, I'm an actual cop. But thanks."

"Um, for what?"

John smirked "You think I'm hot."

"Um, what? How did you get that?"

"You called me a stripper," came John's simple response.

"So?" Lita shrugged. "That doesn't mean anything. Strippers can be unattractive as well. Haven't you seen-"

John shook his head as he interrupted his date. "Doesn't matter. You think I'm hot. It's okay, it's not that difficult to admit. See, I'll go first. I think you're hot and you look great tonight. You're turn."

"No," Lita shook her head as she finally grabbed the drink in front of her. "I actually think you're annoying."

"And yet, you're still here with me."

"You already know I came just for the drinks."

"You're really going to drink that?" He said gesturing to the drink in her hands.

Lita shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe. I kind of want to see if I can guess what all is mixed in here. It'll probably be disgusting though."

"Sure looks like it."

"Here," Lita said as she pushed the glass towards John. "Why don't you give it a try? It should be a fun game for you."

"Uh no," John shook his head as he pushed the glass back towards the woman. "It was your idea so you give yourself poisoning."

Lita rolled her eyes, repeating the man's actions from a minute ago. "Stop being a wuss and just drink it."

"I'm pretty sure that dude bought it for you-" John stopped himself as the glass he pushed back towards Lita actually tipped over and spilled all over the table and even onto the woman. "Oh wow," he began to say as the redhead stood up and backed away from the table, "I'm sorry. I didn't think that was going to happen."

The woman did say anything at all as she shook her head and looked down at her pants where most of the drink had fallen. "I'm gonna go try to clean it off. I'll be back." With that said, she grabbed her bag and left to find the bathroom so she could do as she said.

"What a great start," John muttered to himself as he watched Lita walk away.

A few minutes later and Lita came back to the table, only John wasn't there. Did that bastard have the nerve to leave her? First, he calls to say he's going to be half an hour late only to be an hour late, then he spills the drink all over her, and now he just leaves her there.

Just as Lita was about to leave, John came back to the table with two drinks in his hands. "You going somewhere?" The man asked the woman as he placed the drinks on the table.

"I thought you left."

"To get drinks," John answered as he sat down on one of the chairs. "That's the point of this whole thing, right?"

"Mhm," the redhead nodded as she took a seat. "Um, what is this?" She asked as John handed her one of the drinks.

"Don't know. Asked the bartender to mix a bunch of drinks together. Thought your idea of guessing what's mixed could be interesting."

"And how do I know you didn't cheat? How do I know that you didn't see or even tell the bartender what to mix?"

"I didn't. Just trust me."

"Trust you? I don't even know you."

John rolled his eyes. "You're being a little dramatic."

Lita shook her head. "I don't think so. And weren't you the one who said that I shouldn't drink the one that you spilled on me because a stranger gave it to me? You're a stranger too."

"Again, you're a little too dramatic. Just ask whatever you want to know and I won't be such a stranger."

"Fair enough," Lita said as she picked up the glass. "Let's get started then," she said as she took a sip of the drink with John doing the same thing. "Oh, that is not good."

John shook his head. "Definitely not. There's definitely vodka in there." Lita nodded I'm agreement. "Where are you from?"

"Right here in Atlanta. How about you?"

"Boston."

"Oh my God!" Lita exclaimed after she took another sip from the drink, gagging at what she just tasted. "There's poison in here. You are trying to kill me!"

John couldn't help but laugh at her reaction even though she looked annoyed. "What did you taste?"

"Jager. I hate jager. How many did he mix in here?"

"Five. Do you just want to nix this and get an actual drink?"

Lita didn't say anything for a moment as she was trying to get over the awful taste in her mouth. "Yes and no. I kind of want to see what else is in here, but then I feel like I need something to get this horrible taste out of my mouth. Like a gin and tonic. Speaking of, gin is definitely not in here. That would have been the first thing I tasted."

"I'll be back," John said as he got up from the table and began you walk to the bat which wasn't too far away from them.

"Thanks." Just as the man walked away, the woman felt her phone go off in her purse. She rolled her eyes as she took her phone out to see that Dawn just sent her a text. She couldn't even see a preview of what her friend sent her since the woman sent her seven messages. It was clear to Lita that the brunette was on the verge of some sort of psychotic break down.

It wasn't much long after that that John came back with two new drinks in his hands. "Here you go," he said as he handed Lita what she requested.

"Ah, thank you," Lita smiled as she gratefully accepted the drink. "And this is what I call a real drink," she said after taking a sip of the gin and tonic. "Now I can try and attack that shitty mystery again."

"I don't taste anything other than the hint of vodka," John said after taking another sip of the mystery drink.

"So why did you move down here from Boston?"

"My parents got divorced while I was in high school so my mom moved down here because her family's here. I always wanted to move back up there, but I guess it just never happened."

"Why not?"

John shrugged. "I don't know. No reason really. I guess getting a job here had something to do with it."

"So why did you choose to become a cop?"

"The sirens and speeding sounded like a good deal," John said before shrugging once again. "Basically, my dad was a cop so he had a lot of influence on that decision." Lita simply nodded. "What about you?"

"What?"

"Why are you a nurse?"

The redheaded woman didn't say anything right away because this wasn't a topic she wanted to talk about. But John shared, so it was fair she did too even though her reason was far more personal. "My dad was a huge influence too. He, um, he was really sick and I just thought that if I was a doctor, I could be a solution into helping cure sick people, but then things got really bad and... I just needed to start working right away and I wanted to stay in the field. Soo yeah, that's my story."

"Oh," was all John said for a moment because he really didn't know what else to say. "Um, I'm sorry-"

Luckily for him, he didn't have to say much as Lita cut him off. "I don't want to talk about that." She continued after picking up the glass of the mystery. "Come on, there's like three more things in here. You have a guess?"

John shook his head. "Na. It tastes like vomit."

"Okay, it's gross, but it's not that bad. Stop being a wuss, you only had like one sip. Come on, this was kind of your idea because even though I proposed it, you're the one who went and got the drink so yea, your idea. Drink up."

"Fine," John agreed, "but I actually had two sips, thank you very much." He held the glass towards his lips and scrunched his nose in disgust. He meant to take one small sip, but Lita titled the glass towards him so it kind of became a big one. He tried to compose himself, but he started gagging and of course the redhead started laughing at him.

"Ew!" Lita exclaimed as she pushed her sit back a few feet away. "Do not puke on me! You already spilled something on me!"

"It would be your own damn fault," John retorted when he was finally able to compose himself. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"You weren't being a fair game player so I was helping you out."

"You sound like your five," John said, taking a sip of his beer.

"And you sound like you're two."

John rolled his eyes, but didn't say anything in particular to what the woman just said. "I just tasted a whole bunch of crap in there so yea, definitely vodka-"

"Vodka is not crap."

"-and tequila," John finished after the small interruption.

"Tequila isn't crap either!"

"Was this a wrong setting for us to meet in? I don't want to play a role in your addiction."

Lita rolled her eyes. "I'm not an alcholic," she said as she took another swig of her regular drink. "I just know what's good to drink. Nothing wrong with that, you just stick to your beer."

"And there's nothing wrong with beer." Lita simply shrugged as it became silent between the two for a moment. "Twenty questions."

"What?"

"Twenty questions is this thing where you ask each other questions to get to know each other."

Lita scowled. "I'm not stupid, I know what it is."

"So I'll ask the first question and I guess we'll both give an answer and then you'll ask the next?" Lita nodded. "Favorite color?" John asked the first question.

"Black."

"That's not really a color."

"Yes it is. What's yours?"

"Blue."

"How original."

"Says the one who likes black."

"Favorite movie?"

"White chicks. Yours?"

"Pee-wee's Big Adventure." It was John's turn to ask the next question, but he didn't say anything as he simply gave Lita a look like he thought she was weird. "What? It's a movie and pretty damn great one."

"If you say so."

"I do."

"So I'm going to assume he's your favorite actor."

"Great assumption."

"And we'll skip that," John said as he changed the subject. "What were you like as a kid?"

"Um, a tomboy. I liked getting down and dirty in the mud."

"Hey, we have one thing in common. But I guess I wouldn't be called a tomboy because I am already a guy."

"And that is so sexist."

"I didn't come up with the rules so don't punch me."

"Wasn't going to," Lita paused for a moment before asking another question. "One city you would never move to no matter what. Like even if you got the best job with the best pay or something else jist as good?"

"Easy. New York."

Lita was confused. She never expected that as an answer since just about everyone loved the city. "New York is pretty great."

"It's not when you're from Boston."

"Okay," Lita said as she thought about her own answer. "Probably Detroit."

"Why?"

Lita shrugged. "I don't know. That's just the first city that came to mind where I was like, yea no, I'll pass."

John simply nodded as he took his turn and asked Lita a question and then they soon enough fell into conversation about their childhood's, hobbies, and life in general, the mystery drink totally forgotten about. Of course their conversation didn't go without them throwing a few smart remarks at one another.

"So you're a cop and you're actually going to drive back home after a few beers?" Lita asked after a moment of silence between the two.

"Not a few, just two," John corrected her. "I know that's not enough to get me drunk or inebriated. And you're right, I am a cop so I know well enough when I can and cannot drive after a drink or two."

"Abusing your powers to do whatever you want I see?"

"No," John shook his head. "I'm not breaking any laws. It's not like I hit someone while drunk and got away with it just because I'm a cop."

"I wouldn't be surprised if that happened."

"I wouldn't be either, but that won't happen to me."

Lita opened her mouth to say something in response, but stopped herself when she saw someone familiar from the corner of her eye. She looked up and sure enough, she saw two familiar faces sitting at the bar, smiling and waving at her. "Hell no," the woman said to herself which of course didn't go unheard by her date.

"Um, what? You okay?" John asked confused as he followed her gaze to her two friends. "Are they with you?"

"I'm going to kill them," Lita said as Dawn and Trish walked over to her. "What the hell is wrong with you two?" She asked once the duo arrived to the table.

"Hi John," Dawn said as she ignored her friend. "I'm Dawn. We spoke on the phone earlier and we also kinda sorta spoke when Lita crashed into your car."

"Hey, I didn't crash into his car."

"And I'm Trish," the blonde smiled at the man. "We don't mean to interrupt your date, but Lita has this irrational fear of being killed on a first date by a total stranger."

"Will you two idiots leave?" Lita asked her friends with a glare present on her face. "How did you even know we were going to be here?"

"Jeff's phone," Trish responded, talking about her boyfriend. She continued after she turned her attention back to the man. "That's my boyfriend who Lita told the location of your date. She also texted him a picture of you. I don't know where she found that from." Lita was about to say something, but Trish thought of something else. "Oh! And I'm pretty sure I saw a picture of your license plate!"

"And I'm the one who's going to kill you? Damn woman. What the hell kind of psycho are you?"

"Hey, you can never be too careful. I was just trying to cover all of my bases."

"You took a picture of my license plate?"

Lita nodded. "For accident purposes and then it came into handy for this."

"And my picture?"

"Facebook."

"You are a stalker."

Lita shook her head. "No. For the billionth time, I was just being careful."

"You don't have to worry about him Li," Dawn began to say as the duo turned their attention to her. "Me and Trish spent some time searching him on Google. You have nothing to worry about. He won officer of the month at his precinct like two times."

"Now they are your stalkers. I just gather identification information in case I went dead or missing."

"Well Lita, you don't have to act all crazy like this next time-"

"Next time?!" Both Dawn and Trish asked in excitement with the latter continuing. "There's going to be a next time?"

"Leave," Lita glared at her two friend's whose deaths she was mentally preparing for. Both women looked like they were about to protest, but Lita interjected. "Now," she said with a death glare present on her face and her friends knew she meant business.

"Fine," Dawn said as both her and Trish began to walk away. "Hope to see you soon John," with that said, the two walked away.

Lita shook her head and sighed in relief when she saw the brunette and blonde woman actually walk outside the bar. "Thank God," she muttered under her breath before turning her attention to John. "Sorry about that. Didn't realize dumb and dumber were actually going to show up."

"Um, that's alright. I mean, it was weird, but it's fine."

It became silent between the two for a while before Lita spoke up. "Well, it's getting late so I should be going now."

"Yea, same here. I have a shift twelve hours shift tomorrow so..."

The two got up from where they were sitting and walked out the bar so they could get to thwir cars which weren't parked far from one another.

"Well, I actually had a great time with you," Lita said as the duo made the couple of block walk to their cars.

John raised a brow. "Actually?" Lita nodded and was about to say something, but wasn't able to say anything as the man continued. "Well, I guess that makes sense since you did think I was going to kill you." He laughed at how crazy what her friends revealed sounded.

Lita laughed. "You weren't supposed to know about any of that, but my friends suck."

"Well, I think it's kind of cute," John said as it became silent between the two. It wasn't long after that that the two arrived to where their cars were parked.

"Well, here's my car."

"Yea, I remember when it made the loud banging sound when you decided you wanted to hit my car."

Lita rolled her eyes. "Shut up."

"About next time-"

"There could be one."

"Yea?"

Lita nodded. "Just call and we'll see."

"I guess I'll talk to you later then."

"Um, yea. Bye."

"Bye."

Even though the two bid farewell to one another, they still stood there, not knowing what to say or do next.

"Okay, bye then," Lita said as she unlocked her car doors.

"Try not crashing into my car again," John said, breaking the tension as he walked tonwards his car.

"Shut up."

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