Zack knocked on John's locker room door. When he didn't get a response, he turned to door knob, and opened the door slowly.
"John?" He asked, looking around for his friend. John looked up at him with no emotion on his face. Zack went and sat beside him on the couch. "Bro, what's wrong?"
"She's gone…" He said, softly.
"Who's gone? Mickie?" The long island iced Z asked, and John nodded. "Why? What happened?"
"We were joking around, but she took it seriously… so she left." He said. Zack sighed.
"Bro, she's pregnant. You should have expected that. I would have thought you'd of learned your lesson last time." The chain gang commander sighed.
"I know."
"But, man? Why are you sitting here? Why aren't you out there looking for her?" Zack told him. He did have a point there.
"You're right! I'm going to go look for her! Are you with me?" The former 10 time WWE champion exclaimed, looking at his friend. They both stood up and clasped hands.
"I'm in!" The United States champion said, as the two made their way out.
Mickie woke up slowly, and looked around, rubbing her head. The room was pitch black, as she couldn't see anything. She tried to move, but noticed she was tied up to a chair. How did she get here? Where was John? Slowly, she felt a large hand come over her face. She tried to scream, but couldn't. Mickie then looked at the man standing in front of her… Kane. She started to breathe heavier as Kane inched closer and closer to her face, releasing his hand from her face.
"Mickie…" Kane whispered. Mickie closed her eyes when she felt his breath on her skin.
"W-what do you want from me?" She whispered back, opening her eyes slowly.
"Oh, that's easy. I want you. Don't you get it, Mickie?" He spoke, with a smirk plastered on his face.
"Get what?" She asked, uncertain of his answer. At that moment, she was scared for her life. What was the big red monster going to do to her and her baby?
"The reason for all of these attacks on you… on John and Zack, it's because they don't deserve you. I do. So, if you want all of these attacks to stop and you want to keep your child… I suggest you stay away from John… or I swear to you, Mickie… I will make John's life a living hell!" He exclaimed, right in her face. Mickie tried to get out of the handcuffs that were holding her hands down, but failed.
"You are insane! When John comes, he's going to beat your ass! And-" Mickie exclaimed, but was interrupted.
"Shut up!" The big red machine screamed. "Why won't you get it through your head? No one is coming for you! You wanna know why?" He continued to yell. All Mickie could do was stare at him with lifeless eyes, and try to keep herself from crying. "Because no one can find you! Even if John does manage to find you, what are you going to do? You're going to sit here and watch me beat the life out of him!"Mickie blinked slowly, and let the tears roll down her face. She was terrified.
"We've looked everywhere!" John said, sighing loudly.
"Please tell me you're not giving up…" Zack said. John once again sighed. "Oh come on! You're John Cena, what do you tell all of your fans?"
"Never give up…" The CeNation leader mumbled. Zack heard this, but pretended not to.
"I'm sorry, what was that?"
"Never give up!" He yelled. The United States champion smirked.
"Exactly, and we're not going to give up. You love Mickie, and we're going to find her. Am I right?" The long island iced Z questioned. John smiled a little.
"You are right! Let's go."