Mickie was curled up on the pull out bed on John's tour bus fast asleep John came from his 'bedroom' and quietly went to her and put the sheets over her

Mickie started to wake up "john, what are you doing?"

"im just covering you up" he said softly as to not hurt her nearly awoken ears

"oh. Thank you" she said sweetly cuddling down with her extra pillow she likes to cuddle

"night micks" John said standing up "i am sorry for snapping at you before"

"ok" mickie mumbled drifting off to sleep

John and Mickie were stood in the corridor looking into each other's eyes "congratulations on winning, champ" mickie said softly

"thank you" John spoke softly as they both starting to lean in there lips were an inch apart when someone cleared there throat the pair pulled away and stood there was randy.

"while your being loved up with" randy looked coldly towards mickie "that, ill be training, ill be focused, and while your mind will be on her in our match mine will be on that championship and how ill destroy you to get it" Randy just looked at John then to mickie then back to John "and use your weaknesses against you" before slinking away

John looked at the worried and scared looking mickie John sighed and looked down looking worried himself.

"and cut" the director said "great job guys"

"you did great" mickie said

"i know the director told me" John joked

"i should go, I have a match"

Mickie had just won her match and she was getting her arm raised when she turned around and was hit with an rko by randy the crowd was stunned to silence, but cheered when John ran down the ramp and slid into the ring looking pissed.

Randy jogged up the ramp to get away from John and stood and watched as John knelt down checking on mickie with a hand on her locker back leaning down checking on her.

The show went off air with John kneeling next to mickie looking towards randy with a im going to kill you look in his eyes.

Mickie groaned softly as John sat next to her putting a bag of ice on the back of her neck "thank you" she said

"it's ok"

"how do you take those every week" mickie asked

"you learn the best way to put yourself to not get hurt as much" John spoke softly "i felt a massage helps"

"why are you offering"

"ive been told im great with my hands" John smiled

Mickie chuckled "think ill be the judge of that"

Mickie was sat on John's bed as he gave her neck and shoulders John was watching as her face showed she was enjoying it, John liked the way he was making her feel, he liked the way she was enjoying his took.

"ooh yeah" mickie softly moaned "right there"

John shifted his eyes around, he wanted to feel awkward that mickie was sounding like they were having sex but, he liked it, John mentally cursed himself when he couldn't stop thinking about him and mickie having sex, he couldn't get the mental images out his mind. "ok that's enough" John said getting up and rushing back to the main part of his bus to get a bottle of water