Title: The Heights Of Love
Rating: PG-13
Pairing/Character(s): John Cena/OC (Shawn Michaels, HHH and Shane will make regular apperances)
Summary: After waking out in the middle of the night, John goes to comfort Brianna but instead gets a bloody nose. The next day, they hit the road.
Warnings: WWE Story Lines
Length: Medium
Word Count: 1,404
Chapter #: (29?)
WIP or Complete: Work In Progress
Author's Note: The Plot Thickens.
A/N #2: Here is Chapter 29, I have just started Chapter 40, and i plan on taking this part of the story to Chapter 50, so that means 10 more Chapters till the 'sequel' Enjoy!

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Brianna shot up in bed as she looked around the pitch black room. Sighing she ran her hand down her tired face. She hated having these nightmares; they woke her up almost every night. Running her fingers through her hair she looked back at John who was sleeping silently. Smiling she quietly got up from the bed as she walked over toward the window. Folding her arms she rested her head on the cold window.

"Brianna," John said quietly as he saw her outline by the window. "What's wrong, another dream?"

"Yes," She said quietly lifting her head up sighing. "This one wasn't as bad, but it was bad enough to wake me up."

"Bri," John said as he got out of the bed walking toward her, he wrapped his arms around her waist as he rested his chin on her shoulder. "I'm here you know, if you ever need to talk about these dreams, you have them a lot but you don't tell me about them."

"Because I don't want you to be scared," She laughed quietly as she leaned against him.

"Of what," He asked slowly.

"Everything," She sighed rubbing his arms. "Just don't worry about it. We should get back to sleep. It's four in the morning."

"We can sleep on the bus," John smiled kissing her neck.

"John," Brianna smirked turning around in his arms. "What's gotten you in the mood?"

"Realizing we'll have an audience when we're on the bus," John laughed before kissing her lightly on the lips.

Shutting the joining doors to Randy's room, John and Brianna didn't break their kiss till they hit the bed. John had Brianna pinned under him as she smiled at him. She cupped his cheek in her hand as she rubbed it lightly, leaning down he kissed her quickly on the lips before removing her sleep shirt. Frowning he straddled her hips.

"John what's wrong?" She asked propping herself up on her elbows.

"Nothing," He said shaking his head. "It's just my head, it's killing me."

"Let me get you some aspirin," Brianna said squirming her way from under John as he sat back on the bed.

"It's probably nothing," John smiled as she went into the bathroom to get the medicine and a glass of water.

"Still," She frowned getting the glass of water after putting her shirt back on. "Just take some."

"Okay," John sighed as he walked toward her.

"John!" Brianna gasped. "Your nose it's bleeding!"

"What?" John asked rubbing his finger under his nose, pulling it away his eyes widened at the streak of dark blood on his finger. "How did that happen?"

"Here," She said getting a wad of toilet paper and putting it under his nose "Pinch it, tilt your head back, that's it."

"How do you know what to do when someone has a bloody nose?" John said in a nasal voice.

"My brother," Brianna laughed getting out the aspirin from the bottle. "When we were younger he had tons, I've learned how to take care of them, clean up after them just about everything."

"Well," John said removing the paper so he could take the aspirin quickly. "This is my first one; I wonder what brought it on?"

"Probably the medicine from the hospital," Brianna sighed sitting on the edge of the tub. "Your sinuses are dry, it'll pass."

"Thanks," John said after running his bloody finger under the sink, shaking it dry. "I really don't know what I'd do without you."

"You'd be completely lost," She smirked yawning. "So damn tired."

"Go back to bed," John said leaning on the counter as he gathered some more toilet paper to continue to catch the blood. "I'll be fine," He said quickly putting the clean tissue under his nose.

"We can sleep on the bus bed after we make it," She smiled resting her forehead on her palm.

"You're exhausted, you need sleep, I don't want you to be put up in the hospital for not taking care of yourself," John sighed checking on his nose.

"I can't," She sighed looking up at him "I'm too worried about you. Look at you, stitches in your stomach and head, concussion, and broke ribs."

"Brianna," John said throwing the bloody wad in the toilet when he stopped bleeding. "Nothing is more important than taking care of you. You're carrying our baby after all."

"I know," She sighed. "I'm just used to taking care of other people, not really worrying about myself you know? It's going to be hard to change the swing of things."

"I understand babe," John smiled sitting next to her wrapping his arm around her. "But I'm here to take care of you too you know." He said kissing the side of her head as she rested it on his shoulder.

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"Randy hurry!" John yelled out of the bus door as Randy quickly ran toward the bus "Hunter and Steph left twenty minutes ago."

"Sorry," Randy said gasping for breath as he climbed onto the bus and shut the door behind him. "I had to run back to the room, I left something,"

"What?" John laughed holding onto the chair and the bus lurched and began moving.

"My wallet," Randy blushed.

"Randy," John said laughing as he shook his head. "Well it's time to get down to business; Brianna and I are going to work on the bed room. You want to put the stuff away in the cabinets?"

"Sure," Randy said walking toward the kitchen as John left for the bedroom in the back.

"Hey babe," John said kissing her neck lightly as she shook out the fitted sheet for the bed.

"Hi," She said happily as she laid it on the bed tucking the corners under the mattress.

"How can I help?" John asked moving to the other side of the bed tucking in those corners.

"For now," She said shaking out the top sheet and throwing part of it toward John. "Just help me make the bed. After we can figure out were to put all the stuff."

"Well Randy is putting away the food," John said as she threw the quilt at him.

"After that we just have to figure out storage, where to put Randy's sheets after he's done sleeping. What goes in the closet what goes under the bed…who knew it would be this stressful!"

"Calm down," John said unwrapping the pillows as Brianna threw him a pillow case. "No need to get stressed over this."

"I'm trying not to," She laughed placing the pillows at the top of the bed as she brushed her hair back from her face. "There is just so much to do!"

"Don't worry," John smiled getting the trunks from under the bed. "We've got Randy to help us."

"I heard my name in vain," Randy smirked as he rested his hands over head leaning on the door frame.

"John was just telling me you're going to be our personal slave," Brianna said laughing as she walked past Randy.

"She's joking right?" Randy asked seriously jerking his thumb toward her.

"Of course," John laughed pulling out the last trunk from under the bed. "Chose which one you want."

"I'll take the silver," Randy said pointing at it. "Where are we going to keep these?"

"Haven't decided," John said leaning on the blue on. "Bri and I will keep ours under the bed, yours you're welcome to keep it under the bed too."

"Fine with me," Randy said grabbing for his suitcase which was in the corner of the room. "Doubt it'll fit in the closet." Randy looked at Brianna who was moving around the living area looking for something. "Have you—told her?"

"About catching Shane?" John asked quietly as he looked at her, before shaking his head. "I can't, I don't need her to be worried about more."

"I understand," Randy said unpacking his suitcase into his trunk. "You'll have to tell her eventually."

"I know," He sighed. "During RAW, I'll tell her,"

"You know what you're doing on RAW right?" Randy asked slowly.

"Yeah," John said nodding. "Accepting Shane's challenge to an Ambulance Match."

"Know who's going to win?" Randy asked quickly.

"Not yet, even if we find out soon, I can only imagine what'll happen if Shane wins," John said looking at Brianna who was sitting on the couch with her eyes closed. "It'll break her heart, and spirit."