Wowza! I never thought this story would get the attention it's gotten. I've only posted eleven chapters and it's already gotten holy moly, thirty reviews!. Glad you all seem to be enjoying this story. I'm writing this one as I go, so let's hope you guys continue to enjoy it. The reviews and the follows and faves have totally made my day and I needed it, really. So thanks guys.

FYI, I use a mix of the guys real and ring names. Sorry if it confuses, it's me seperating the show from reality.

Again.. Not claiming that anybody would react the way I have things written here.. I'm sort of basing things off his promos in the past, his past characters and this one, and the one or two personal ooc interviews I've seen, so I apologize in advance if this is the shittiest and most ooc reaction you guys have ever read.. I hope you guys like it. I tried to keep it as real as possible.. And no worries, this story is a long way from over.. I've got a few ideas up my sleeve.

Again, sorry if it seems out of character or unrealistic. I really did try my best to make it as real as again, don't know the guy personally, and this is the way that the musi (Damn the annoying fuckers to hell, right) took me, so...


The drive home from the arena had mostly been filled with Marilyn laughing and talking to her still very much wide awake son about what he'd seen tonight, the people he'd met when Jon was showing him off backstage. She found herself surprised, really, that he was doing that, that he'd taken Jonny at least three different times during the show whenever he wasn't in a scene or a match.

Then in some ways, she'd remember how good he used to be with his little cousin before she'd been taken away by CPS and it really shouldn't have surprised her all that much. Jon was and still remained a complex walking contradiction. And the time apart had only made him much more complex. They'd barely spoken after their fight, after he'd finally figured out that Jonny was his son (which he still insisted that Marilyn could be lying about, that hurt her a lot more than she thought it would, honestly.) and when she'd actually left the arena earlier, he'd walked over and demanded her phone number.

Which, of course, in light of the situation they were in currently, she'd given him. Not that she expected him to call or anything, he'd went this long without so much as any form of communication, at least to her knowledge he had, she just didn't expect things to magically change overnight. She was older now, she wasn't in this situation with blinders on by any means.

They turned onto the block their little two story house was on and she pulled the car to a stop in her driveway. She'd just carried an excitedly fighting sleep Jonny up the stairs and into the house when she heard the phone start to ring. And she let it go to message thinking it was just Sandi wanting to know how things went tonight.

She was wrong because she heard Jon, angry, words slurring.. She grumbled and rolled her eyes in annoyance. After all the fighting they'd done earlier, he was seriously going to call her, drunk, three and a half hours later almost, and start the damn fight over again. Marilyn was exhausted. Tonight had pretty much drained her energy and her patience for the present bullshit she was hearing on her machine.

She hit the answer button on her cordless phone just as he was about to hang up, angry.


"She's not gonna pick up you dick, if you call in the mood and frame of mind you're in." Seth said in a bored tone as Roman nodded and took the beer out of his friend's hand, sat it on a counter in the hotel's bathroom. They were a good five hours from their apartment so the three males decided to just get a room for the night, they'd have to move on to another town in a day or so anyway, there really wasn't any sense in driving all the way back to their places this late at night only to have to get up in maybe two hours and get to the airport for their flight out.

"You're done for tonight, man." the Samoan said firmly as Dean stared him down, went to grab for the beer. Roman held it out of his reach, smirked about it the entire time. "The f-fuck.."

"You are done, man.. Like he said.. You're making stupid decisions right now. We're your friends, we're not gonna let you fuck this up. Not for the kid. Who by the way, is most definitely your kid."

"D-did ya see when he elbowed that one guy sitting in the crowd beside 'em for starin at Mari's tits?" Dean asked, his words slurring badly as Roman said "We did.. But thing of it is, man.. If you want her back?" as he gestured to Dean's current state of being, "This isn't gonna cut it."

"It's not, man.. No decent grown ass woman is gonna put up with this shit, man.. Remember last time I got a little too drunk and went home to my girl?" Seth asked as Roman snickered and Dean nodded then said quietly, "Yeah? Well if she f-fu.. If she fuckin loves me she'll take me as I am."

"That.. Is the stupidest thing, and the most incorrect thing, Jon, that you've said in the entire history of our friendship." Seth said as he looked at Dean, shook his head and said "The way you were talking to her tonight, man.. That could have a lot to do with why she was fucking terrified of you then and probably still is now."

"He's right.. Women don't like that kinda shit."

"Hell, Roman can't even raise his voice a little without his girl storming out and swearing at him in irritation." Seth said as Roman added, "And Seth, well.. What we're trying to tell you, buddy, is that if you want her back and you want this to work? You are gonna have to basically not be you."

"The fuckin hell?" Dean asked as he burped loudly, leaned against the counter in the hotel room, tried to comprehend what his friends are talking about because all it sounded like, to him, was a bunch of pointless bitching and nagging. Why change? It hadn't bothered Marilyn back then, at least not from what he'd known. He waved his friends off and grumbled as he fumbled around in his pockets for his cigarettes and a lighter.

"Goin to smoke."

"Sober up and then try to call her again."

"Whatever, man."

The two males looked at each other once Dean was out of the room and earshot and Roman shook his head as Seth said "He wants her back.. But he's gonna have to basically change everything about the way he handles her.."

"Exactly."

"We're basically gonna have to help the idiot."

"Yeah. But hey.. What are friends for?"