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John lay awake that night, waiting for Maria to come back. She had not returned to the hotel, although both he and Mickie had called her numerous times. The brunette diva had been feeling awful about revealing the truth to Maria. Admittedly, nobody could have predicted that she would react this way. The Shaman of Sexy sighed as he realised that he could keep his eyes open no longer. Disappointment filled him as he succumbed to the urge to sleep.
The following morning, John awoke to hear knocking on the hotel room door. Rubbing his eyes, he suddenly wondered if it could be Maria trying to get back in. He jumped out of bed and jogged over to the door, pulling it open. It was not Maria; it was Mike, who had decided to see John while he had a couple of free days.
"Expecting someone?" the Ohio native asked as he walked in.
"Actually yeah, Maria went missing yesterday." John replied.
"Missing?" Mike frowned.
"Mickie let slip that I like her, Maria didn't take it well." John explained.
"I kind of feel bad for encouraging you to tell her." Mike shrugged.
"It's ok." John shrugged, making his way to the bathroom.
Half an hour later, John was getting dressed after his shower, as Mike filled him in on his recent matches on Raw. There was another knock on the door, which Mike went to answer, seeing as John was still getting dressed. It was Mickie.
"Nice to see you too." Mike mumbled as she walked past him.
"Any news?" John asked her hopefully.
"No, but there is a slight problem." The brunette diva sighed.
"Go on." The Friday Night Delight nodded at her to continue.
"Teddy Long and Vickie Guerrero have found out that Maria took off. She missed training early this morning. Teddy says that if she doesn't reappear by later this afternoon, he'll have to cancel her title match." Mickie sighed.
"He can't do that." John shook his head, knowing how much it meant to Maria.
"Then we'd better get out and look for her." Mike suggested.
"That might be a good idea." Mickie agreed with the Chick Magnet.
"Ok, let's go." John nodded, pulling on a jacket.
The trio set off out of the hotel to search for the redhead diva. It was a large area to search, given that they didn't have much time. It was quite good weather too, so that was against them. If it had been raining she would have been inside sheltering. There were a number of places where she could be. Mike and Mickie argued about it.
"What about the Mall?" she asked.
"Why would she go to the Mall if she was upset?" Mike frowned.
"You don't know a lot about women do you? Retail therapy." Mickie explained.
"Are there any parks near here?" John asked, recalling his and Maria's talk on a park bench.
"I saw one that way." Mike pointed down the road.
Mickie's cell phone beeped with a message. She read the message and frowned. She quickly tapped in a reply and put it back in her pocket. She looked back to the two men.
"That was Beth. Nobody's seen her and they've checked to see if she roomed with anyone last night." Mickie frowned.
"Let's split up." John suggested.
"I'll check the Mall." Mickie nodded and jogged off.
"I'll check the gym." Mike said, heading off in the opposite direction.
"And I'll go to the park." John muttered under his breath, as he walked in the direction of where Mike had pointed.
An hour later, nobody was any closer to finding the diva. There were only a few hours before her match would be cancelled. If she lost her title opportunity, he would feel slightly to blame. She deserved this title shot more than anything. He walked aimlessly back to the hotel, looking up to see that it had started to rain. Suddenly a flash of red hair caught his eye. Squinting into the distance he could make out a shape that looked like Maria.
"Maria!" he shouted, rain pelting his face.
She didn't hear him. He broke into a run, splashing into some fresh puddles on his way. He kept his eyes closely on the red hair, for fear of losing her in a crowd. Getting closer, he called out again.
"Maria!"
This time she stopped and glanced around, meeting her eyes with those of John, who was still running to catch up with her. She smiled, before looking nervous and for a moment looked as if she might run off. John was relieved that she stayed put once he had reached her. She stood silently as the Shaman of Sexy got his breath back.
"Maria, we've been looking everywhere for you." He gasped.
"John, I don't…" she began to speak, but John placed a finger on her lips to hush her.
"That's not important right now." He told her.
"What's wrong?" she asked, her voice with a hint of panic.
"You have to get to the arena now. Otherwise Teddy will cancel your title match." John said, as he watched her faced register confusion and alarm.
"I have to go get my stuff." The redhead gasped.
"No time. We'll go to the arena and I'll have Mickie bring your stuff from the hotel." John said, giving her a serious look. She sighed and nodded.
After calling Mickie and Mike, John and Maria quickly made their way to the arena. They were in luck, as Teddy Long was walking down the corridor. He looked relieved to see the redhead diva. He gave John a knowing look.
"Where you been girl?" he asked her.
"I'm so sorry Teddy." Maria pouted, terrified that she'd lost her title shot.
"Well show me how sorry. Get your ass ready and head down to that ring with Michelle." He said seriously before smiling proudly.
"Oh thank you!" she squealed as she ran past him, towards the locker room.
Luckilly, Mickie was right on their tails with Maria's bag. She hurried into the locker room to get Maria ready. Mike walked up to his friend and patted him on the shoulder. John knew that Mike was trying to comfort him.
"I'll be ok." The Friday Night Delight smiled at the Chick Magnet.
"I know." Mike replied.
"You think she'll speak to me after this?" John thought out loud.
"If she wins, she'll be too happy to hate you." Mike smiled as they headed backstage for John to get ready.
They were now awaiting Maria's title match. John felt more nervous than he did when he got the Intercontinental title shot. The crowd had filled the arena and was getting geared up for a great match. The tension was building backstage amongst the few people who knew that it was Maria's last match on Smackdown.
The lights dimmed as the crowd fell quiet. Two seconds later Michelle's theme kicked in and she appeared on the ramp in her usual cross attire, with her women's title belt resting on her shoulder. She glared at the crowd who held Maria banners and chanted for the redhead. Michelle's them cut off, replaced a few seconds later by With Legs Like That. The crowd erupted as the diva stood on the ramp, doing her signature roundhouse kisses to the fans. She grinned like a Cheshire cat as she made her way down the ramp, touching hands with some of the fans. She skipped up the steps and slipped through the ropes, climbing the turnbuckle to do her shimmy. She slipped off her hooded jacket to reveal her tights and bra top, which were a mix of blue and purple in colour, almost tie-dye effect. She finished her attire with silver wrestling boots and a silver belt.
The referee signalled for the bell, as both divas locked up. Michelle had the advantage from the beginning, performing a suplex on Maria and targeting her arm on the ropes. Maria gave as good as she got, which pleased the fans immensely. She gained the upper hand when she countered a slam by Michelle into a running bulldog. She got a two count, but the Women's Champion managed to get her shoulder up. The advantage switched sides frequently, with Michelle getting a couple of two counts from her pins on the redhead.
Maria dodged a clothesline by the blonde, using the advantage to corner Michelle and hit her with a Bronco Buster in the corner. Michelle set Maria up for the Faithbreaker, only for Maria to counter into a head scissor takedown. Eventually the Women's Champion got to confident, setting up for a high risk move, only for Maria to pull her from the turnbuckle and onto the mat below.
The redhead diva performed her bulldog again, this time pinning Michelle for a three count. The audience applauded as soon as the referee's hand hit the mat for the third time. John smiled as Maria realised that she had won. She was the new champion.
"Here is your winner and new WWE Women's Champion, Maria!"
She stood in a state of shock, before the referee handed her the belt. She stared at the title in her hands, falling to her knees and sobbing with joy. John felt proud as he watched her climb the turnbuckles and show off her new belt. Michelle frowned and slid out of the ring to walk backstage.
John stood as she walked back through the curtain, allowing Mickie and the other divas to congratulate her on her title win. After they had disappeared, she looked over at John and broke into a smile. John couldn't help but smile too, as she opened her arms for a hug. He picked her up and spun her around, making her giggle as more happy tears fell.
"Well done champ." He whispered to her.
"If you hadn't found me…" she shook her head.
"I did though." John replied.
"I'm glad." She smiled up at him.
"You should enjoy that." The Shaman of Sexy pointed at the title belt in her hands.
"I will. John, I'm sorry about…" she was hushed again by John.
"We'll talk tomorrow, just enjoy the moment for now." He smiled at her.
"Thank you." She smiled, leaning up and kissing his cheek.
Tonight was all about Maria. Whatever issues there were could wait until tomorrow. The Friday Night Delight grinned as she modelled her new belt in a nearby mirror. Mickie and Mike approached him, following his line of vision to the redhead diva.
"What now?" Mike asked.
"I'll see what tomorrow brings." The brunette superstar told his friend.
"You made her very happy." Mickie nodded at the diva with her new belt.
"She deserved it." He shrugged.
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