About fifteen minutes later the police had come and saw Taby, John and Chris laying there unconscious. They immediately recognized Chris as a wanted man and made sure he would be in police custody after he was cared for in the hospital. They put each of them on a stretcher and the ambulance drove them to the nearby hospital. And the rest of the police checked out the place, looking for clues and anything else that could be useful to them.

"Hello?"

"Hi, this is Saint Mary's Hospital in Manhattan, New York. We have a Miss Tabatha Kahlon and a Mr. John Cena who have been admitted here.

Becca immediately froze. She kept telling herself something wasn't wrongbut this phone call said differently. "Are they ok?" She asked making sure to hold back her tears so she wouldn't break down and start crying right on the phone.

"I'm sorry but I can't disclose any more information over the phone. I'm calling because you're number was the last number on Miss Kahlon's cell phone and we have to inform a close personal friend or family member.

"I'll be there as soon as possible."

Becca closed her cell phone and then broke down crying. She sat on the chair by her desk and she let the tears fall freely. She knew something wasn't right. She knew that Taby was in serious danger. She knew it. As much as she kept telling herself that Taby was fine and she was safe, she knew she wasn't. She should have been there. Maybe if she was there with Taby, this wouldn't have happened. Becca had to take the next flight out to New York.

She got up from her seat and headed to the door. When she opened it, Randy was standing on the other side. He noticed she had been crying.

"Becca, what happened? What's wrong?" He asked concern filling his voice.

After he asked her Becca began crying harder. He let them both back into the room and closed the door behind them. He held her against him and let her cry on his chest, her tears soaking his shirt.

"What happened?"

"Taby. John. Hospital." Was all she managed to let out through her sobs.

He pulled back. "What?"

"I just got a call from the hospital in Manhattan. Something happened to Taby and John." She stuttered her way through the sentence.

"What happened?" Randy was now worried. He didn't want anything to happen to John or Taby.

"They wouldn't say. I'm on my way there right now."

"I'll go with you."

"What about work?"

"I'll just ask Vince for some time off."

Becca grabbed her things and she and Randy headed out the door.

John slowly opened his eyes and instantly felt pain coming from his side.

"Fuck." He winced as he stirred slowly.

He looked around and finally realized where he was. He slowly and carefully sat up. "Taby."

He remembered what had happened and he had to make sure she was alright. He cautiously got up from the hospital bed wincing every second because of the pain.

He limped his way over to the door and into the hallway. He began to walk around to find what room Taby was in.

A nurse spotted him and approached him. "Mr. Cena what do you think you're doing. You should not be walking around like this.

"Where is she?" He half yelled.

The nurse was taken aback. "Where is who?"

"Taby. Tabatha Kahlon."

"She's in room 250."

John began to walk down the hallway to find the room number.

"Mr.Cena, you need to get back into bed." The nurse yelled down the hall.

He ignored her and continued walking…well limping down the hall. He finally came across room 250 and he slowly opened the door.

Taby was sleeping. She had a sling on her left arm, her right leg was bandaged, and she had bandages on her forehead and on the left side of her eye. That same eye was black and blue and her lips were still swollen.

John quietly walked up to the bed and he got a closer look at her. He carefully moved the blanket away from her arms and he saw the bruises and cuts on them He placed his hand on a bruise and lightly touched it. He then lifted the sheets from her left leg and noticed it was pretty banged up. But it wasn't as bad as her right leg though, which had been bandaged up.

John couldn't see Taby like this and soon the tears started to fall slowly; she was really hurt. The man, who did this, left her for dead. John swore that if he ever saw that mother fucker again, he would murder him with his bare hands. John placed a hand on the side of her face and the tears continued to fall from his eyes.

"I should have been there with you. I shouldn't have let you leave. This is my entire fault. God, Taby you have no idea how much I love you. I don't know what I'd do with out you." John knew Taby didn't hear anything he just said but he had to let it out.

Chris woke up and when his eyes finally adjusted to the light, he saw that he was in a hospital room. He began to move and then realized he had been handcuffed to the railing on the bed.

"What the fuck?" He cursed.

He moved his arm around to try and loosen the handcuffs but had no luck. "Fucking bitch."

A nurse came in and informed him that he had some visitors andChris wondered who it could be. After the nurse left, a couple of police officers came into the room and Chris looked like he was about to shit himself.

"Mr.Michaels, how you doing?" One of the officers asked.

"I've been better." He replied calmly, making sure to keep himself together.

"Well it seems like you're good enough to take a trip with us down to the station."

"Did I do something wrong?" He asked with mock-innocence.

Both police officers had to laugh.

"Did you do something wrong?" The other officer repeated what Chris said as he laughed.

"You've been wanted for a long time now. And guess what Michaels? We finally got you." The officer unlocked the handcuffs from the bed only to handcuff Chris again, once he was out of bed and standing up.

Taby opened her eyes slowly and vigilantly turned to the side.

"Hey, you're up." John smiled. He was relieved to say the least.

"John, what are you doing here?" She spoke softly, her voice barely a whisper.

"I wanted to be here with you."

Taby soon realized the condition John was in. He was shirtless and his ribs were taped up with bandages.

"What happened?" She asked him, looking worried.

"I'm fine." He held her hand to assure her.

"But you're…"

"Tabs, I'm fine. A little hurt, yeah, but I'll be ok." He squeezed her hand lightly.

She turned away from him because she didn't want him to see her crying. Unfortunately for Taby he already knew she was.

"Hey, look at me."

"I can't." She cried.

"Taby, look at me."

She turned to him but didn't look directly at him.

"Everything's going to be ok; I promise."

"No it's not. This is all my fault."

"This is that asshole's fault."

"Where is he?"

"He's not here. He's gone."

"He's gonna come back. He always does." She sounded frightened and paranoid.

"No, it's ok. You're safe now. I called the cops."

"That's not going to change anything. He's been arrested many times and it still doesn't do any good."

"Taby, who is the guy that did this to you?"

She stayed quiet and he asked her again.

"Tabs, I know this is hard for you to talk about, but you have to tell me what happened."

"I can't. Not know."

"I respect that. But when you're ready, I'm here, ok?"

She nodded.

Soon the doors flung open and Randy and Becca walked into the room. They stopped and stared at the sight in front of them and then stared back at each other, looking confused and then stared back at the sight in front of them. Neither one of them were expecting what they were seeing, John and Taby holding hands and not looking like they were about to kill each other.

"Taby." Becca walked over to her best friend and hugged her. Taby still hadn't let John's hand go.

"I'm ok." Taby assured her.

"Hey man." Randy hugged John.

"Hey, dude. What are you doing here?"

"I should be asking you the same thing. Seems like a hospital is a second home to you." Randy joked.

"Yeah, well I'm thinking of moving out."

"Hey, Tabs." Randy kissed her on the forehead.

"Hey."

"So how you feeling?" He asked her.

"I'm ok.

Becca stared at her. "What do you mean, you're ok? Taby this is worst than the last time."

"Last time?" John questioned Taby. "Taby, this happened before?"

"Why the hell did you have to say that for?" Taby said to Becca.

"Taby…" John started but was cut off by Taby

"Look I don't want to talk about it." The tears started to fall from her eyes again.

Soon a doctor walked into the room.

"Well Miss Kahlon, Mr. Cena I have some bad news. I'm sorry to say but you guys have lost the baby." The doctor spilled the bad news and then left the room.

Taby froze, the only thing that was moving was the tears flowing from her eyes. She let John's hand go and he looked at her.

"Dude, you knocked her up already?" Randy joked.

"Baby?" John asked her softly. "You were pregnant?"

Taby still hadn't moved or said anything.

"Tabs, you gonna be ok?" Becca asked and Taby still hadn't responded.

"You guys mind if I talk to Taby alone for a few minutes." John asked Randy and Becca.

"Yeah sure." Randy said. Becca was hesitant to leave but John assured her thateverything was ok.

After they left, John turned to look at Taby.

"Taby, why didn't you tell me you were pregnant?"

"It's gone." She sobbed. "The baby's gone. He killed my baby." She cried uncontrollably.

John sat down on the bed next to her and took her into his arms hugging her as tight as he could and began to rock her lightly back and forth as she cried on his chest.

"It's ok. It's ok." He rubbed her back soothingly to try and get her to calm down.

"This is all my fault. I should have been more careful." She stammered.

"None of this is you're fault."

She tried so hard to stop crying but failed. All she could think about was losing her baby. "My baby's gone. My baby's gone." She kept repeating the same thing over and over as she cried chaotically on John's shoulder.

A/N: hope you guys enjoyed...i got 10 reviews for my last chapter and that is the most reviews ive gotten for any chapter in any of my stories and i wanna thank you guys soo much! i really appreciate it...this will be my last post for a while because im gonna be going to South America...unfortunately im gonna have to miss WrestleMania 24 and the RAW before and after it...im obviously going to watch the repeats but it just won't be the same...the live show is always better..i hope when I get back my inbox is filled with review alerts :)

xoxo

Taby