A/N: Thank you…thank you…thank you for all of the kind words on this. It's definitely not just me. It's also my partner-in-crime SoCalStar529. We are so happy that you guys enjoy what we do. We're a team, no matter who comes up with the story idea. It's not my story or her story, it's our story. Just remember, as always, we own nothing but Mollie & Brooklyn. Thanks again! The Team

One week had gone by since Mollie agreed to go out with John. Both of them had been so swamped with their respective schedules that they barely had time to talk and make plans. When Mollie arrived in Nashville that morning for Raw, she had enough time to check in at her hotel, freshen up, and run back to the arena for her weekly staff meeting.

Meanwhile, John arrived at the arena with an extra spring in his step. He hated that he hadn't had a chance to call Mollie and make some formal plans but this helped him plan his surprise.

Flashback

The house show was over and most of the crew was dispersing from the arena. John and Randy had been victorious against Edge & Sheamus in the main event. All four men were packing their gear and getting ready to leave the arena when John's cell phone rang.

"Yeah, thank you so much man. I owe you big time for this. Let me know when you want tickets to Raw," John said with a smile. "Thanks. Bye," he concluded as he hung up the phone.

"What's that smile about?" Adam asked.

"Oh nothing," John smiled. "Just getting the hookup for something in Nashville on Monday."

"What?" Stephen asked.

"It's a surprise for a friend," was all John would say.

Adam and Stephen gave up on trying to get any further with John, but Randy knew he would get the answer.

"So, what gives?" Randy asked.

"What?" John looked at him.

"You know what… You've been moping around here since you're deal with Liz and now you're practically skipping," Randy pressed. "What's the deal?"

"I asked Mollie out," John finally caved.

"Really…and what are you planning for her Monday in Nashville?"

"B told me she really likes country music, so I arranged an after hours tour of the hall of fame," John replied proudly.

Randy laughed, "Good for you, man. She's going to flip."

"You think so?"

"Oh yeah," Randy replied.

"Good because I've been out of this game for way too long. I don't really remember how to date." John chuckled.

"It hasn't been that long." Randy noted.

"Uh, yeah, I was 19 or 20. I'm 33." John groaned at the sound of his last real date that didn't involve his ex wife being thirteen years ago.

"Okay, so you might be a little rusty." Randy clapped him on the back. "I've got your back and you know Brooklyn is around too." He laughed.

John rolled his eyes remembering his conversation with The Legend Killer. Then he frowned when he thought about the conversation he had with Orton just a day or two ago.

John and Randy were getting ready to call it a night. John was getting more excited as Monday approached and Randy called him out on it.

"John, have a seat man. Let's talk." Randy sighed.

John raised an eyebrow at Randy's tone, "Ok. What's up?"

"I know you've got this date coming up with Mollie Monday night, and since it's been so long since you've been out there I thought I'd sit you down and have that talk with you."

"What talk?" John asked.

"That talk…" Randy smirked.

"God…Randy…" John huffed and got up.

Randy erupted in laughter, "What's the matter, Cena? I thought you might need a refresher course!"

"Dude, you are pathetic…" John laughed.

Shaking his head at the thought for a final time, John found his locker room. He grumbled when he saw Brooklyn in there waiting on him. 'Now what?' He thought.

"I'm not going to lecture you," she giggled, "like Randy did." Then laughed. He glared and she turned serious. "But I'm telling you now, even though it's one date, you break her heart, I'll kill you."

"B..." John chuckled.

"I'm serious you big nerd." Brooklyn sighed. "She's just, this is going to sound horrible but, she's a fragile butterfly okay."

"I know. But see, we have a common ground, Brooklyn. We've both gone through it." John commented.

"Every situation is different, and yet it's the same. It still sucks," B tried to explain without giving too much away. "She's been through a lot."

John chuckled a little. "We're just friends Brooklyn." Then he sighed. "I like her, but I don't think either of us are read for something serious, so a snails pace is what it is."

"Good." Brooklyn smirked. She playfully slapped him on the chest. "Now, I've got to go see a certain Brit about dinner after Raw." She winked and walked off with a smirk.

John just laughed and rolled his eyes. Out of all the Divas, he would have to say that Brooklyn was his best "girl" friend. And it was obvious that Randy was his best buddy on the roster. "She is something else." Shaking his head, he started to ready himself for Raw.

Meanwhile, Mollie was just leaving her staff meeting when she bumped into Randy knocking her to the floor.

"I feel special," Randy laughed. "I thought you only bumped into Cena."

"Yeah…yeah…yeah," Mollie replied. "Whatever…"

"Speaking of the Meathead, I hear you two have a date," Randy continued.

"No…not a date. Just two friends going out," Mollie corrected him. "Well, going out sometime. We haven't even planned anything yet."

"I'm sure Cassanova will come up with something," Randy smirked. Then his expression changed, "He's been through a lot, Mollie. I know you'd be good for him."

"I know. But to be completely honest, I don't think either of us is ready to jump into something." Mollie sighed. "But whatever we do decide should be fun, I suppose."

She hadn't told many people about her situation, but she knew she could trust Randy. "You know, Randy, he's not the only one that's had it rough. I just got divorced, too."

Randy was a little taken aback at this revelation. "Really?" he asked.

"Yeah," she replied. "It was bad. Very bad. I had to leave."

"Well, I'm sure you did what you had to do," he said. Mollie didn't offer any details on exactly how bad it was, and Randy didn't ask. He could tell by the clouds rolling through her bright green eyes that it had to be really bad.

"Does John know?" He asked.

"Not that I'm aware. But it could be a common ground to talk I guess." Mollie smiled. She checked her watch. She needed to find Brooklyn and then pass out the scripts once they were hot off the press. "As much as I would love talk, I have to find B and get her butt over to COC. I'll see you when I have to hand out scripts."

"See you then." Randy smiled.

Mollie made her way hair and makeup and was relieved that B was almost finished. She looked at her winded friend standing at the door.

"Why the rush?" Brooklyn asked nonchalantly.

"You would have to cut it to the last second," Mollie laughed. "Come on girly. You're gonna be late."

"I'm sorry," apologized Brooklyn. "I kind of got sidetracked," she said with a goofy smile.

"Do I wanna know?" asked Mollie.

"I have a date with Stu after Raw," she squealed.

"Wow…that's awesome B," Mollie replied with a smile, thinking of her own date to come with John.

"I know…and by the way, when are you and John finally going to go out?"

"Soon…we just don't have anything planned yet," insisted Mollie, laughing at how her love life was now the talk of the locker room.

Just before Brooklyn and Mollie headed into the conference room where they'd meet the COC guests, John managed to catch up with them at the door.

"Hello ladies." He smiled and winked at Mollie.

She giggled a little. "You're such a goof. Hi, by the way." She rolled her eyes.

Brooklyn just smiled and walked into the room with Mollie behind her, but John gently grabbed Mollie's arm.

"John..." she looked at him curiously.

"Don't leave after Raw. I have a surprise for you," he smiled at her and then put on his game face as he entered the room.

Mollie just smiled and shook her head. Of course he'd surprise me, she thought and got to work with Brooklyn and John in COC.

Mollie always got choked up watching the Circle of Champion meetings. John was always the main attraction, and it was clear that he got as much or even more out of the meetings than did the kids. She watched his interaction with the kids and the smiles he brought to their faces, and occasionally he'd look over and give her a smile.

Her heart raced at the possibilities of what he had planned for later that night. He was a celebrity with connections galore, so he could have anything planned. But, she also thought he might be the type to do something very low key. Whatever it was, she knew she'd have a great time. She was already ready for Raw to be over.

And it quickly was.

Before she knew it, she was litterally pacing in Brooklyn's locker room in anticipation.

"You are going to wear a hole in the floor." B laguhed as she changed for her date with Stu. "This look okay?"

"Stunning as always." Mollie sighed after her compliment on Brooklyn's cute top and jeans with heels. "And I'm sorry. I can't help it. I'm actually nervous."

"Nervous?" Brooklyn grabbed Mollie by the hand and sat her down on the bench with her. "It's John. There is nothing to be nervous about."

"It's John Cena we're talking about here. One of the most charismatic people in the world. I'm your average small town girl." Her accent was thick.

Brooklyn laughed a little. She let Mollie's worries go and smiled. "Stay right there real quick." Seconds later, Brooklyn returned with her make up bag. "Close your eyes." Mollie raised a brow but obliged. Not even five minutes later, she opened them upon B's request. "Even more gorgeous."

"I hope you didn't make me look like a clown." Mollie had always thought she was decent when it came to her make up skills but after seeing how Brooklyn made her green eyes pop more than she ever could, Mollie had to laugh. "You're hired."

"It's all natural coloring my love and with some mascara, which you just need to touch up, you're glowing." Brooklyn winked.

"I don't know if I'm ready for this," Mollie sighed.

"Of course you are," Brooklyn assured her. "You're a strong beautiful woman that deserves a prince. John may not be your prince, but he may very well be. You'll have to get out there and see for yourself."

"You're right. Thanks B." Mollie hugged her.

As the girls embraced, there was a knock on the door and Brooklyn hollered for the person to enter. It was John. He'd obviosuly come for Mollie. Dresed in a nice pair of jeans and a clean white tee, he stepped into the Divas locker room.

"Hey. You ready to go?" He asked Mollie.

"I guess so." She smiled. "I'll see you tomorrow." She said to Brooklyn and walked out with John.

"Do you have anything you need me to take off of your hands?" John asked as he and Mollie walked towards his rental car. His gym bag was slung over his shoulder. Mollie had her briefcase done the same way while her purse was hanging from her arm.

"I'm good. Thank you though." She replied.

Once they made it to the rental car, John took Mollie's bag from her and placed it into the trunk with his. He opened her door for her and moved around to his side. Once they pulled out of the parking lot, Mollie broke the silence.

"Nice job out there tonight." She smiled at him from her seat.

"Thanks." He smirked. He couldn't help but look her over. She was in her heels and her work pants with a pretty purple top. She looked gorgeous to him. Yet he thought she probably would look gorgeous sporting a potato sack as well. "So, I've arranged for a special tour of the Country Music Hall of Fame."

"That's my surprise? Are you serious?" Mollie smiled happily. She'd never been there before but had always wanted to go. "Wait, how'd you know I liked country music?"

"I had a little help." John laughed and gestured with his finger and thumb.

"I see." Mollie giggled.

It wasn't long before John pulled into the parking lot for the Hall of Fame. Like a child in a candy store, Mollie stepped out of the car grinning.

"I'm really excited." She told him.

"Good. Me too." He matched her excitement with a small chuckle and the two of them headed towards the front doors. They were met by someone who looked really familiar to Mollie.

"Mr. Stuart," John smiled, "I'd like to introduce you to my friend Mollie Garrison. Mollie, this is…"

Mollie interrupted, "Marty Stuart, oh my goodness. What an honor!"

It was the one and only Marty Stuart. Marty, also from Mississippi, was an accomplished artist and champion of the Hall of Fame.

"It's great to meet you Mollie. I'm always happy to meet fellow Mississippians," Marty smiled. "And when John called I jumped at this chance. I've got a great nephew who's a big fan of yours."

"And I'll hook him up with tickets anytime," John assured him.

"Now this, my dear, is the Country Music Hall of Fame. You're going to get a special tour. Not everyone gets to see this stuff," Marty winked.

"This is just…wow…" Mollie was amazed. John looked over at her and was so happy his surprise was a success. Sometimes being a celebrity did have its perks.

John and Mollie followed Marty as he took them through the many exhibits, explaining the history of each one. Marty also told many personal stories of people he knew personally that were enshrined in the hall. Mollie, who always carried a camera with her, made sure to snap plenty of pictures. Marty even offered to snap one of John and Mollie together. It was one she would always treasure. She also told John "thank you" about a million times. John just smiled at each one.

"Mollie, I hope you've enjoyed this," Marty said as they came to the end of their tour.

"Marty, you have no idea. This is just so amazing. I've listened to country music all my life, but a place like this makes it come alive and feel so much more real," Mollie smiled.

"That's definitely what we're going for," Marty replied. "John, it's a pleasure."

"Same to you, sir. Thank you," John said as he shook his hand.

"You're both welcome. Call us next time you're in town," Marty said as he bid them farewell and disappeared into the back.

"John, wow, I can't thank you enough." She said. "This was, just... amazing."

"Great, now the next date is going to have to top this." He laughed.

"Next date?" Mollie asked with surprise.

"I'm sorry...that's what I get for assuming," John apologized.

Mollie thought for a moment. Then she smiled. "You just better make sure it's a good one."

John smiled and put his arm around Mollie's shoulder as they walked to the car. Mollie looked up and him and walked closer. For the first time in a very long time, she felt safe. John was a very good friend and she was very appreciative to have him in her life.

They got back in the car and headed to the hotel. John pulled up at the hotel and got out. He ran around the Mollie's side and opened the door for her – again, something she wasn't very used to being done for her.

She got out and they walked into the hotel. As they passed the hotel bar, she had a thought.

"You know, I really don't have anything I need to go over with you tonight," she said, motioning toward the bar.

"I guess I took up that time tonight," John replied, a little nervous. "When do you fly out tomorrow?"

"Not till lunch. You?" she asked.

"Early…but I'll live," he replied. "Let me at least walk you to your room."

"Ok," she nodded. They got in the elevator and made their way up to Mollie's floor. They got out of the elevator and walked the few steps to her room.

"This is it," she said, nervously as well. "Thank you for such an amazing time tonight. This has got to be the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me."

"Thank you for agreeing to go. I had a great time," he smiled. He wanted so bad to give her a kiss goodnight, but he didn't want to scare her away. His heart was literally racing a hundred miles per hour.

Without even thinking, he reached out and pulled her into an embrace. They hugged for a moment, and as he pulled away he took her right hand and kissed it.

"I'll see you later," he said with a wink.

"Bye," she replied with a smile. Then she opened the door and walked inside her room. "Wow…" she said to herself. This had to be the sweetest date she had ever been on in her life. She knew not to even look at her cell phone because Brooklyn had for sure overloaded it with texts asking about the date. She'd have to wait till tomorrow. For now, she was going to take a shower and get ready for bed while relishing the smile that John Cena had left on her face.