Author's Note: Sorry this chapter is really short. I want to see what happens at New Years Revelution before I update furthur, I'm so scared for John, I hope he retains his title.That EIimination Chamber looks scary as hell, good luck John.GO CENA!

Chapter 25

The week before New Years Revolution, John had a Raw appearance, so Mel decided to tag along, although he tried to persuade her not to. She insisted on coming because it she knew he would need her after the First Blood Match he was supposed to fight in.

"Will you at least stay in here, then?" John pleaded. They where sitting in his locker room, Mel was lounging on the couch that John had brought in for her and he was getting ready for the night's events.

"Come on, I want to be out there with you," Mel whined, sitting up and making doe eyes at John.

"Melanie, you're pregnant, you can't be out there, you'll get hurt and I can't have you risking your child for me," John said seriously.

Mel groaned and laid back down on the couch, "Sometimes I really wish I wasn't pregnant, I can't do half the stuff I want to anymore, I hate it."

"Don't say that," John scolded.

"But John, it's so hard not to do anything, I feel so useless."

"You're not useless, Mel. You do more for me than anyone would, even if you don't think you are," John smiled, sitting next to her on the couch

She rolled her eyes skeptically and rested her head on his lap. He stroked her silky hair and the two sat there for a moment, silent. John's stomach growled and she smiled, sitting up.

"I'll grab something from catering if you want," she grinned.

"Nah, I'll do it, I have to do something else too, I'll be right back," John smiled mischievously.

He left, leaving Mel alone in the locker room. She was curious as to what he was hinting before he left and she was extremely tempted to follow him, but she decided against it. She flopped back onto the couch and began staring at the ceiling, waiting for John to return when there was a knock on the door.

"What do you want?" she yelled, not bothering to get up.

"Miss Williams? Could you open the door please?" someone yelled back.

Mel groaned and slowly got up and opened to door to see one of the crew members, struggling to figure out a way to get a huge screen TV into the locker room.

"Whoa, what's that for?" she asked, shock written all over her face.

"Mr. Cena asked me to bring it in for you, if you could just step back so I can set it up…" he said and began to pull the TV into the room. Mel jumped back and watched him set it up in front of her couch.

A few moments after the stagehand left John came back, eating the last of his sandwich. As soon as he walked in the room, Mel jumped on him, kissing him in thanks for the TV.

"I should do that more often," he grinned, plopping onto the couch and flicking it on. He found USA Network and handed the remote to Mel, who was sitting on the top of the couch behind him. John rested his head on her thigh and she rubbed his spiky hair happily as she watched Raw start.

"I need to get this song on my iPod," Mel muttered, jamming to the theme song. John laughed at her and pulled her down into his lap from behind him.

They watched Mr. McMahon run his mouth about his zero-tolerance policy and Kane's match with Shawn Michaels. Mel cheered on Shawn because he was now one of her close friends, even though she was angry at him for trying to take John's title. Mel especially enjoyed when Big Show smashed the monitor in front of Hunter. She laughed at the look on his face when Show did it. As the divas came on Mel changed the channel, John protested but she growled and he stopped.

After a while Mel got bored and started pacing the room restlessly. John watched her, an amused look on his face.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Let's think, you have a match tonight, with Kurt Angle. A First Blood match of all the matches you could be in. I'm worried sick, and I want to go out to the ring with you!" Mel said. She stopped pacing and ran her fingers through her hair.

John smiled and came up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist, "Hey, I'll be fine, don't worry."

"Right," Mel said, pointing to the screen.

Kurt and Daivari where talking with Mr. McMahon and telling him how bad he was going to hurt John. Mel was only worried because Vince had an amused look in his eyes that scared her.

"Hey, don't listen to him, he's all talk," John muttered, kissing the back of her neck.

Mel leaned into his embrace and he spun her around so that they were face to face. John kissed her passionately and she wrapped her arms around his neck as he kissed down her neck, nipping her every once in a while.

Before they could do anymore, there was another knock on the door. John growled and Mel let him go so he could answer it. It was another stagehand, telling John he was due to go on in five.

"Good luck, I'll be watching," Mel said, she was now extremely scared for him. John kissed her before leaving and Mel sat down on the couch,

She gripped the armrest so tightly her knuckles where white. Kurt went to the ring first and she booed with the crowd. She sang 'you suck' along with everybody else, but was shocked when they booed John when his music started.

Mel watched the beginning of the match, wishing she could go out there and kick the shit out of Daivari, who was interfering every chance he got. When John hit the exposed turnbuckle she almost cried. She watched in horror as Kurt smacked John with the steel chair and punched him until he cut John's forehead. Mel screamed and hoped John would retaliate and he did with the STFU. Mel cheered as Kurt Angle actually tapped out, but the ref was still unconscious in the ring.

"This is horrible," Mel groaned, she pressed her hands over her eyes as the other five men in the Elimination Chamber stormed the ring. She peeked through her fingers as John put the FU on Shawn Michaels. At this she could not resist anymore and she ran out of the locker room, and down the ramp to the ring. As she walked out, John's music started blaring through the speakers. The crowd cheered as Mel ran into the ring, full of knocked out Men. She went straight to John and he looked at her, his face covered in blood. Mel burst into tears at the sight and helped him back into the locker room for treatment.

"Mel, I'm fine," he muttered as she cleaned his face and stopped the bleeding.

Mel had tears streaming down her cheeks, it tore her apart to see him bloody like that. John noticed and pulled her down on his lap, hugging her to him.

"Hey, it's alright, I'm fine," he soothed.

"I'm sorry, it just really scared me, seeing you so bloody and- and.." Mel cried, snuggling closer to him.

He rocked her back and forth until she stopped crying and they left together, Mel still a bit shaken but she calmed down on the ride back to the hotel.