Chapter 36

Stephanie and Paul stood backstage watching the show when she noticed one of the lights moving above the stadium. "Damn George, who didn't secure one of the lights? If it comes loose and falls into the ring or into the fans, someone is going to get fucking hurt!" She scolded with blazing blue eyes. "We need someone up there NOW. It's gotta be fixed."

George nodded, not realizing the light had been moving. "Yes ma'am, we'll get it fixed right away."

Stephanie continued to watch the light, frowning when it moved again and felt her jaw drop at the sight. "Oh sweet Jesus…" She grabbed Paul's arm, trying to gain his attention.

"It's god baby, but I'll take anything I can get as long as I can get those panties off." Paul stated in a husky tone, injecting cockiness and snaked his arm around his wife's waist.

"You horny fool!" She slapped his chest, forcing him to look up with her. "Look!" Stephanie pointed towards the light that was moving. "How the HELL did they get tied up – up THERE?"

Paul frowned, no longer in a joking mood and swallowed hard. "I don't know babe, but we'll get them down. Jon and Joe can't find out and I really hope they don't look up or that match will be finished before it's supposed to." He shook his head, pulling his cell phone out and started calling the light crew. They were the only ones brave enough to be that high up and would have to be the ones to get them down.

Serice licked the duct tape, ignoring the vile taste of it on her tongue and finally loosened it enough to push off. "G-Ganesa…" She winced, looking up at the handcuffs and could hear people bustling around them, hoping like hell moving the light worked otherwise they were screwed. "Ganesa…" She said a little stronger, looking over at her friend that still had duct tape over her mouth, so she couldn't reply back, but their eyes locking was enough. "I'm going to get you out of this. I promise. Just hold on and keep thinking of that beautiful baby." If Ganesa hyperventilated, it would be all bad, so Serice had to calm her down.

George set the ladder up and immediately became climbing, the rest of the crew arriving moments later. "Hold on girls!" He'd already been informed from Stephanie and Paul what they spotted. "We'll get you down!"

It worked. It actually worked. Serice looked up as George, a member of the lighting crew, came toward her with a pair of large pliers. He always carried them with him since the lights were so damn big. "Thank god…" She whispered, wincing since the handcuffs had cut into her wrists.

The match ended with both Joe and Jon going after Colby, making him slowly back up. They knew. That was fine, he had one last card to play. "Touch me and your baby dies, Anoa'i." Colby growled, watching them both halt in their tracks, his dark eyes flashing dangerously at his two former best friends. "Couldn't leave well enough alone, could you? You couldn't leave Ganesa alone so we could get back together. You just had to swoop in and take what was MINE! I love her and she will be with me regardless if she's pregnant with your bastard child!" Of course he knew about the pregnancy, thanks to Paul Heyman and that's why he'd pinched her nipples earlier as a warning. "So don't do something you'll regret."

Joe snarled, clenching his fists tightly at his sides and wanted to maim the little puke for touching his fiancée. "Where is she? Where's Serice?" He demanded in a low voice, watching the sick smirk splay across Colby's lips.

Not knowing the women were currently being rescued, Colby folded his arms in front of his chest. "Jon took what didn't belong to him. So he'll never see Serice again. I had to do it in order to get Ganesa back. I'd kill for her. And you'll never see Ganesa again either because she's on a flight to an undisclosed location as we speak."

Jon glared at someone he used to consider family and shook his head, feeling sick to his stomach. "You make me sick, Lopez. You didn't even want Ganesa and what? Now suddenly if you can't have her, no one can? I'm really going to enjoy watching Joe pound you into the pile of shit you are."

He smirked, both of them cornering Colby and knew the fans were waiting for the next match or segment to happen on the card. Joe had one shot to knock Colby out, so they could get him completely alone in the backstage area. They had anticipated Brock and Colby screwing with the girls beforehand, this was why their match had been bumped to first on the card – thanks to Stephanie. Once the girls had gone missing, they talked to Stephanie and warned her about Colby, Brock and Heyman. She immediately had people combing the arena for the girls since they couldn't have gotten far. Jon's head snapped to the side as one of Stephanie's assistants came rushing out to the ring, handing him a cell phone and took it without preamble.

"Find them? And are they safe?" Jon looked at Joe, nodding in confirmation. "Seems there's a party in the rafters of the stadium we weren't invited to." He could tell how tense Joe was and clasped his hand on the big man's shoulder, seeing he was poised and coiled ready to strike. "One shot, Joe. One shot." He warned, talking in Joe's ear and looked back at Colby with hatred burning in his electric blues. They would knock Colby out and take him down to the bowels of the stadium where Brock and Paul were currently being held in a room they couldn't escape from until authorities arrived.

"With pleasure."

Joe smirked wickedly and hauled his fist back, plowing Colby right in the face, hearing the sickening crunch of his nose shattering against his knuckle. That was the most satisfying sound in the world at the moment. Joe wanted to hurt this man as much as he'd hurt him and his fiancée, the woman Colby once claimed to love. He felt Jon yank on his arm and reluctantly stepped back since Colby's body had slumped to the wrestling ring in a heap, completely knocked out. Growling, he lifted Colby over his shoulder and stepped out of the ring with him, walking with Jon up the ramp instead of through the crowd and hoped the girls were safe. Once backstage, Stephanie and Paul stood there with stoic expressions on their faces and merely pointed to the stairs that lead down to the basement of the stadium where Lesnar and Heyman were currently being questioned by authorities. They were being arrested for kidnapping, assault, rape and other charges regarding all the 'messages' Brock sent Serice. He would be going away for a long time and so would Colby.

"When that piece of shit wakes up, tell him he's fired and no longer associated with the WWE." Stephanie informed them gravely and stalked away with her husband.

Joe and Jon carted Colby's fired carcass down to the depths of the arena and handed Colby over to the authorities, knowing their job was done. Now they just had to go find their women and make sure they were alright.

Ganesa sat in the trainer's room with Serice sitting beside her, their hands clasped together in a death grip. Serice had a blanket around her shoulders and Ganesa a black hooded sweatshirt. They didn't release each other for a second while Michael examined them along with another WWE trainer, Larry. Both girls were shivering from the cold and trembling from their nervous being completely shot from the whole horrific experience. Sitting in the trainer's office with them was the twins, Jonathan and Joshua. Joshua was next to Ganesa and Jonathan beside Serice. The girls couldn't imagine where their men were since their match was long over and they knew Stephanie had let them know where they were.

Larry shined a light in Ganesa's eyes and watched her flinch from the brightness. "Your left cheek is gonna be bruised for a while, but the cheekbone isn't cracked or anything. Make sure to keep ice on it for the rest of the night." He moved over and started checking out Serice with Michael since she was a little worse than Ganesa.

Serice winced as Larry looked over her bruised face, both her and Ganesa already speaking to the authorities regarding Brock Lesnar and Colby Lopez. Her face was one bruised mess, but it wasn't anything too serious and definitely no cracked bones thankfully. With as large as Brock was and the velocity he struck her, Serice was shocked she just had deep bruises just Ganesa. She knew her thighs, knees and lower extremities were bruised too, silent tears coursing down her cheeks. She could feel Jonathan wrap his arm around her and didn't push him away, sniffling while Larry finished the examination. Moving the light fixture worked and both women were safe now, but all Serice wanted was to be in Jon's arms at that moment.

Jon and Joe made it to the trainer's office, which was much bigger during pay-per-views and knew they weren't allowed to go in. The twins were already in there taking up too much space and wouldn't leave the girls alone for a second. They were both itching to get in the room, the twins had already text and let them know the girls were shaken up badly. No permanent injuries though, thankfully.

Joshua helped Ganesa off the table like Jonathan with Serice, keeping their arms around them in case they were too shaky to walk. They steadied them to walk through the huge makeshift trainer's room for injuries that night and opened the door. Joshua stepped back, spotting Joe and Jon standing outside leaning against the wall. He felt Ganesa push down on his shoulder and leaned down to be eyelevel with her, feeling her softly kiss his cheek.

"As much as I wanna beat the shit out of those 3 assholes, I just want Serice right now." Jon mumbled, pacing like a caged animal in front of the trainer's room. "I don't care how much of a pussy I sound like either. If I'm pussy whipped, at least it's her pussy doing it." He chuckled, not afraid to admit anything at this point and froze watching the door open, holding his breath trying to prepare himself for what he was about to see.

"You're not the only one, bro." Joe said just as the door opened and Ganesa came into his vision, his heart shattering at the bruise on her face. He wanted to kill Colby and should've. It would've been worth to losing his job over.

"Thank you." Ganesa whispered softly, squeezing his shoulder briefly and immediately flew into Joe's arms.

Ganesa had never been so happy to see Joe in all her life and could already feel tears streaming down her face. Joe instantly caught her and Ganesa buried her face in his chest, crying her heart out against him. She had bruises on her upper arms where Colby grabbed and jerked her around like a ragdoll. The left side of her face was heavily bruised from his backhand along with around her wrists from how tight the duct tape was around them. Knowing they had an appearance to make for Monday Night Raw and Smackdown!, all Ganesa wanted right now was to go back to the hotel and stay in Joe's arms forever.

"Is the baby alright? Are you alright?" He asked in her ear, feeling her nod and immediately placed a hand over her stomach, hearing her crying. "He'll never hurt you again, baby. I swear to god, he's gone. Stephanie fired him and he's being arrested, you pressed charges right?" Ganesa nodded again and Joe lifted her up gently and carefully in his strong arms, feeling her instantly burrow her face in the crook of his neck. "Fuck the WrestleMania after party, I'm taking her back to the hotel and we're relaxing together."

Serice's face was black and blue, but pure happiness and relief shined through her citrine eyes at the sight of Jon. He looked so amazing, she honestly never thought she'd see him again. If she hadn't moved that spotlight, she didn't know what would've happened to her.

"I'm okay Jonny." She whispered, kissing his cheek much like Ganesa did and wasn't surprised when Jon closed the distance between them. "I-I was so worried about you…"

Serice felt his arms instantly encircle her, lifting her as her feet left the floor, wrapping around him in a tight grip. She never wanted to let him go again and started softly crying, burying her face in his neck. Being in the arms of the man she loved was the only thing Serice had prayed for after Colby betrayed her and apparently she had someone watching over her up above.

"I love you so much, I'm s-so sorry…"

"What are you apologizing for, baby? You didn't do anything wrong."

Jon could hear the crack in her voice and knew something happened with Lesnar, but he didn't want to think about it right now. Truthfully, he didn't want to know the details and held Serice closer, knowing she'd never have to deal with Brock Lesnar again. He was on his way to the nearest prison for kidnapping, assault and rape along with Colby and Paul Heyman.

"I-I tried stopping him…"

He immediately pressed a finger over her lips, silencing Serice and pressed his forehead to hers, tightening his arms around her waist. "Don't." He ordered in a low raspy voice, being careful of her bruised face and split lip. "I love you, no matter what." Jon looked up at Joe, agreeing with him as far as skipping the WrestleMania after party. "Come on, beautiful, let's head back to the hotel."

"But the party…" Serice argued, stopping Jon from walking away with her and frowned, tears spilling from her eyes. "You can't…"

"Yes I can and we are missing it." Jon kept her close to him, afraid she would disappear if he didn't touch her for a second and felt Serice sag against him, sobbing violently. "I've got you, Serice."

Later that night, Serice laid in bed with Jon after a thorough pampering session, her head resting on his chest hearing his heartbeat. "I'm such a mess." She whispered, nuzzling his skin gently and looked up into his gorgeous blue eyes. "Why do you put up with me?"

"Because I love you and, if you're a mess than you're my beautiful mess." Jon replied simply, pulling her up until she leaned over him capturing her mouth with his, rolling Serice over on her back.

From the moment Serice came back into Jon's life, she'd turned his life upside down, but he wouldn't have wanted it any other way. He'd rather have a beautiful mess like her who understood everything about him and accepted his flaws. Jon wasn't perfect, but Serice made him feel like the man he wanted to be. She was indeed his beautiful mess – one he would never let go of until the end of time.

The End.