Firecracker

Chapter 35

Disclaimer: I own Jamie and Carissa :o)

A/N: Thanks for the reviews from the last chapter! I really appreciate it. The good news is I'm practically good as new, now that my stitches have been removed. So, thanks for everyone who sent their well wishes my way…you guys are the best, and I love you all sooooo much! Here's the next chapter, and I hope you enjoy it! XoXoXoXo

Jamie was laying in her bed alone. She'd been sharing a room with Carissa ever since the whole fight with Wade incident, though she wasn't really speaking to her friend very much. It wasn't that she didn't love her or anything. She was just heartbroken over everything that had been going on.

"Sweetheart, can I get anything for you?" Carissa asked, her voice full of concern for Jamie.

"No. I'm okay. Thanks, though," her friend softly replied.

"Babygirl, I really hate seeing you like this. Maybe you shouldn't have broken up with him," she suggested.

"But…I dunno. It's just…we're so different. And maybe being together is just a bad idea. I can't let him have so much power over me anymore."

"But that's love, Jay."

She shrugged, a frown on her face. It felt like that frown was permanently etched on her face.

"Do you think that maybe you overreacted a bit?" she asked. "I mean, I know what he said was very wrong, but you know that he didn't mean it."

"So I'm wrong?"

"Oh God no. I'm not saying that at all. I just…I don't want to see you like this, and I know that if you were still with Wade, you wouldn't be so miserable all of the time," Carissa explained.

"But maybe in the future he would have broken up with me anyway, and this is just me avoiding dealing with it later on," Jamie tried to reason.

Carissa gave her a confused look. "You know that's insane, right?"

"No, it isn't."

A smile formed on her face. "Sweetheart, that's just irrational. Wade would never break up with you. The guy would do anything he could to keep you happy and safe. He would never hurt you," she told her friend. "And as much as I love you, you would be a fool to think any differently."

Jamie frowned yet again. "Do you really think so?"

"Everyone knows so."

She shook her head. "I just need time to think about all of this stuff," she said, her voice low and sad.

"Just don't do anything too crazy because you don't think you know if he loves you. As an outsider, it is so obvious that the guy has no interest in anyone else. Just…do your thinking and all, but remember that you've found a man who may do stupid shit, as all humans with a penis do, but he's absolutely crazy about you, and he's so in love with you that it's not even funny. Not to mention that adorable little baby in your belly is his kid, and he loves the both of you so much."

Jamie sighed. "What about you and Nick?"

"What about us?"

"You haven't been speaking to him."

"Nope. But…what day of the week is it? Saturday?" Jamie nodded. "Tomorrow night he'll have flowers and gifts delivered, and he's gonna bother me with all of these cute little things. It'll run into Monday, and then, I make him grovel and beg, and eventually I forgive him. It's part of our routine. He'll probably do the same thing with you, so be prepared, he doesn't really know any other way at this point. I've trained him very well at the whole using gifts to apologize thing. Not gonna lie…it's one of the best things I've ever done. He knows how to suck up really well."

"There's really a make up routine?" "I'm dating Nick Nemeth. He's beautiful and very pleasant to the eyes, but he's an idiot sometimes. We have to have a make up routine at this point in our relationship," she replied with a grin.

Jamie nodded. "True."

"It gives me time to cool off. I guarantee you get something from him, too. He's very good at this whole routine we've got going on. So good, in fact, that it's become autonomous," she told him with a laugh.

"Do you think that I wanted to break up with Wade?"

Carissa shrugged. "I mean if you think that you need time out of this relationship, and you believe that you made the right decision for yourself, then, no. But…I don't think that you're okay with this whole break up…"

She bit her bottom lip. "I think that you're right…" she spoke, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Then, you have to fix it."

Wade was miserable. He knew that he fucked up, but he didn't expect her to break up with him over this whole mess. Everyone was pissed off at him…and he understood why. He was just furious at himself.

There was a knock on his bedroom door. He assumed it was one of the Nexus guys checking up on him. They'd been doing a lot more of that lately. "Come in," he called from his bed, not wanting to have to get up and move. The door opened, and John Cena walked in, which surprised Wade.

"Hey," John greeted, as he shut the door behind himself.

"Hey…"

"How are you?"

Wade shrugged. "How do you think?" he asked.

John nodded. "I didn't think that you were exactly happy or anything…with the ways things have been going…"

"I'm miserable. I feel like my life has gone down the bloody shitter. I've lost the only woman I've ever loved. I'm devastated and miserable because she hates me," he told his ex-girlfriend's best friend.

"Jamie doesn't hate you," John said, shaking his head.

"I'm pretty sure she does."

"Definitely not. She's a wreck without you. You know Jamie. She tends to overreact hastily. She doesn't think before she acts."

"I love her, and she broke up with me."

"Yes. She loves you. The girl can't be without you. She thinks so much of you. Just give her a couple of more days to realize what she actually did, and she'll come running back to you, begging you to forgive her and be with her again," John assured him. "Trust me, I know her."

"Can I tell you something?" Wade asked his visitor. "And you really can't tell Jamie about this."

"If it's something bad or something she'll hate me for knowing and not telling you, then I can't make that promise."

"It's not."

"Okay."

"I bought a ring for her."

"Okay…" John looked confused.

"An engagement ring," Wade clarified.

John's eyes widened. "Like you were planning on proposing to her?"

He nodded. "When I told her…and everyone else that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her, I meant it. I know we haven't been together for very long, but I really do want to be with her…forever."

"I'm sure that you will be. She's in love with you, Wade. She tells me all of the time that she is. In fact, Jamie talks about you so much that it makes me nauseous most days, to be quite honest."

Wade put his face in his hands, running them over his features, his palms coming to rest on his forehead. "I can't not be with her, John." The hurt and devastation in his voice allowed John to realize how much the British man sitting in front of him was really in love with his best friend. And as much as it sucked that he was getting this definite confirmation while this was going on, it still made him happy. He knew that when Jamie was with Wade, she was in good hands that would take care of her and their baby.

"So, go talk to her, man."

"She wants time. If that's what she wants, then, I have to give that to her," he said, shaking his head.

"You know in a couple of days, this will all be a distant memory. She is so in love with you, and she's never loved anyone the way that she loves you. I swear. If anyone knew that for sure, it'd be me."

"John, I love her, and I can't handle not being with her."

"I know. I promise, she'll be back."

"I hope so."

"Trust me, she's having your baby, and she has told me countless times how much she loves you. Seriously, everything will be okay."

"We have to come up with some kind of a plan," Justin said, sitting on his bed, tapping on his chin.

"Justin, you have to stop getting involved with Wade and Jamie's relationship," Heath warned.

"Yeah, but I love them. I don't want them to break up," he whined, a pout on his newly scruffy face.

Kelly wrapped her arms around him. "Just, they'll be back together in no time. You can just tell by how they look at each other. They'll never really break up," she assured her boyfriend.

"But what if they really do? What will I do, then?"

"Then, we'll have to just respect their decision," Heath replied.

"You idiot. If someone…or someones are making the wrong decision, you don't have to just respect it. You're supposed to meddle in their lives and fix it yourself. Eventually, they'll figure out that you know what's best for them, and they'll just go ahead and trust your decision making."

Kelly laughed. "Justin, you really don't believe that, do you?" she asked him with a quizzical look.

He mirrored her confused look. "Uh…yeah, I do."

Heath gave Kelly an eye roll. "Justin, they'll get back together. Just give them some time, okay?" he assured her.

"Uh no. We need a plan."

Kelly and Heath gave each other glances, completely not understanding what Justin's issue was. He stared at them in disbelief. "You really have to stop with this now," Heath told him.

"Fine. If no one wants to help me fix this mess, then that's just fine. I'll do it all myself, and you'll all realize how right I was about this," he spoke, folding his arms over his chest stubbornly, standing up and storming out of the room, slamming the door behind himself, making his usual dramatic exit.

"How long do you think it'll be until he realizes that Wade is in an interview and not in the suite?" Heath asked his roommate's girlfriend.

"I give it at least three minutes. He'll camp outside of Wade's door, knocking until someone else points it out to him," she replied.

The self-proclaimed "One Man Rock Band" nodded. "On to brighter topics, how are you and Justin doing?"

"We're good. He's really sweet."

"He's a good guy."

"Yup."

Heath nodded. "He may be an idiot sometimes, but he really does have a good heart," he agreed. "And he really likes you."

A smile formed on Kelly's face. "I really like him, too," she said.

"Good."

After about two more minutes of small talk, the door opened, and Justin walked back into the room.

"I thought you were about to prove us all wrong," Heath commented with a sly smirk on his face.

"Ha. Ha. Ha," Justin mockingly laughed. "Wade's got an interview right now. Of course, I only found that out after knocking on his door non-stop, and Dave asked me why would I do that when he wasn't in the room. It's hard enough remembering my schedule. I can't remember everyone else's, too."

Kelly smiled. "You're so cute," she sweetly said.

Justin smiled. "Thanks, Kel."

Heath rolled his eyes. "How cute. Why don't you two go out and spend some quality time together," he suggested, not in the mood to deal with the happy couple. He was a bit jealous, to be honest. Though, he still hadn't decided if he actually wanted to be in a relationship or not. And to be fair, if he decided that he did want to be, Heath didn't even know who he wanted to be with.

The two smiled at each other. "Want to go see a movie or something, babe?" Justin asked.

"Sure," she agreed.

The two of them left the room, allowing Heath to relax, finally.

Jamie was in her locker room, in a pair of flattering maternity jeans, with a black off the shoulder tunic with long sleeves, that showed off the baby belly, while still making her look good, with a pair of black, flat boots. She was ready to go out and do her segments a little later on in the day. She was on her way to the Nexus locker room, seeing as Justin had basically begged her to come visit him. He had promised her that Wade wasn't in there. When she knocked on the door, he opened it.

"Hey Jamie," he greeted.

"Hey Just."

"Come on in," he invited her. She acquiesced and sat on the couch. "Your belly looks bigger."

"You saw me this morning. I'm still only twenty-eight weeks pregnant." He sat on the couch across from her.

"Yeah. Don't you have a doctor's appointment soon?"

"Yup. I'm supposed to fly home tomorrow for the appointment on Wednesday," she replied.

"Is anyone going with you?"

She shrugged. "Not as far as I know."

"Interesting."

There was another knock on the Nexus door. "Come in," Justin called, smirking. He was excited about this particular visitor.

The door opened and in walked Nick. Justin's mischievous expression was quickly replaced with one of surprise and disappointment.

"Jamie. Hi," he greeted her with a smile, a huge vase of roses in his hands. She rolled her eyes.

"Nicholas," she simply said.

"I have another gift for you," he said, handing her the flowers. She did not look amused, as she accepted them.

"What are you doing here?" Justin asked, clearly not happy with who he was not expecting to see.

"Continuing to apologize to Jamie," he replied.

"You don't need to bring me flowers and have room service delivered to me and send baby gifts to me, to make me forgive you," she told him, placing the vase on the coffee table in front of her.

"So, how do I do that?"

"Just apologize."

"Jamie, I'm really sorry. You're not frigid, and you're not a bitch." She raised an eyebrow at him. "Okay, well, you're not as much of a bitch as you used to be," he corrected himself.

"I forgive you," she said, giving him a small smile.

"Thank you," he said, giving her a hug. "Now, can I ask you a question?" he asked with a smile.

"Maybe."

"Why are you still mad at Wade?"

"I'm not talking about that with you, of all people," she told him. "Are you and Carissa better yet?"

"Almost. She's still mad at me because it wasn't her that I said something mean about, it was you," he explained. "And that's a big no no, as I've learned in the past few days since I opened my big mouth and said that whole stupid thing."

"Oh she can forgive you already," Jamie told him. "But that is really sweet of her to do in my defense."

"We have plans after Raw. I'm pretty sure she might forgive me, then. Or she might hit me, but I'm hoping that she'll forgive me," he said with a smirk and a wink. Justin huffed, making it clear that he wanted Nick out.

"Pervert."

He shrugged. "Listen, I know I can be a dick. That's nothing new. But…Wade loves you…a lot. And he's really…just…miserable without you," he told her. "I've never seen the guy so broken up over anything."

"Nick, we're not doing this," she warned him.

"But I'm trying to be helpful here."

"I get that, but I don't care."

Nick frowned. "Yeah, but…Jamie, he's really upset. He misses you so much. He wasn't defending me. Just please don't not be with him," he pleaded with her.

"Can you go bang your girlfriend, please?" she asked, through gritted teeth.

"Just think about it, okay?"

"Go away."

Nick nodded. "Okay. Thanks for forgiving me."

"Yeah. Bye," she shot with a wave, trying to get him to leave, as he had officially annoyed her.

He got up and left the room and headed towards Carissa, who he was hoping would be in the locker room he was sharing with Jamie.

Jamie remained in the Nexus locker room. "So, that was cute. You and Nick forgiving each other and making up. I'm so proud of you," he said with a smile. "It makes me wonder if maybe you'll forgive someone else."

The locker room door opened, and Wade walked in. "Oh…" He stopped in his tracks, upon seeing Jamie.

"Oh wow. It must be fate! What a surprise to see you here, Wade," Justin greeted with a smile.

"You texted me and told me to come in here because it was really important," Wade replied.

"You must be mistaken," he said, trying to signal Wade by shaking his head at his on-screen leader.

"I see you shaking your head," Jamie said, glaring at him and now knowing exactly what Justin's plan was.

"I don't know what you're talking about!" he yelled, getting up and running out of the room, slamming the door behind himself and quickly propping it shut with a chair against the doorknob. "You guys are so trapped now!" he yelled through the door. "Shit," he mumbled to himself. "Now I won't know what's going on in there." He furrowed his brows and pressed his ear to the door, trying to listen in.

Jamie just looked at Wade. She raised one of her eyebrows at him, remaining silent, as she crossed her arms over her chest. "Just because Justin thought this would be funny, doesn't mean we have to speak," she stubbornly said.

"We don't have to, but I have some things that I'd like to say to you," he told her, trying to get somewhere.

She rolled her eyes. "I really don't care."

"Fine," Wade sighed. He sat next to her, folding his arms over his chest, opting to also remain silent.

Nick walked into the locker room and saw Carissa sitting on the couch, on her laptop, surrounded by flowers and stuffed animals, obviously sent from her boyfriend, who was still in the doghouse, though he was trying to get back in her good graces.

She looked at him and raised an eyebrow. "Nicholas," she spoke, seemingly still mad at him.

"That's so funny. That's the same way Jamie greeted me when I visited her in the Nexus locker room," he said with a sheepish laugh.

Carissa rolled her eyes unamused. "What do you want?"

"Did you get my gifts?"

She looked around the room. "Obviously, you can see that I did."

He sat down next to her. "Baby, I'm really sorry about what I said about Jamie," he apologized to her.

"I bet you are, you insensitive, thoughtless prick," she sneered.

"Come on, babe. I already apologized to Jamie. She forgave me. I love you," he told her. "You know that I hate it when you're mad at me. You mean the entire world to me and then some. Come on, Carissa. You're the love of my life," he sincerely spoke.

She closed her laptop and put it down on the coffee table. "You can't call my best friend a frigid bitch. Jamie's been through a lot, especially in the past few months. You have no right to call her names, and then cause fights between her and Wade. That's the worst part of it all. She and Wade are still fighting. Jamie broke up with him. You made a total mess of everything. Do you realize that?"

"I know, but Jamie's just being stubborn. She and Wade will get back together. They always do," he replied.

"What if they don't?"

"What do you mean?" he asked with a laugh.

"I mean, what if Jamie and Wade don't get back together?" Carissa asked, her eyes burning into him.

"Oh come on. I've never seen two people more in love with each other than those two are."

"Oh really?" she asked.

"Well, I mean, besides us, of course. In fact, I got you a little gift," he said, pulling out a long-ish velvet box.

"I can't be bought with your gifts."

"But I'm not trying to buy you with gifts. I'm just buying you gifts because I love you so much."

She rolled her eyes and took the box, quickly opening it. She saw a platinum bracelet that was covered in studded diamonds. "This is beautiful," she said but quickly closed the box. "And if I wasn't still mad at you for breaking up my best friend and her boyfriend, who is also the father of her currently unborn child, I would be more than happy to wear it," she said, her hostility still apparent.

Nick wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "Baby, listen, I'm really sorry about everything. I love you so much, and I was wrong for saying what I said. Jamie isn't a frigid bitch, and I apologized to her, and she forgave me. I just hope that my amazing girlfriend can forgive me, too."

Carissa took a deep breath and tried to suppress her smile. "Okay. Well, maybe I can forgive you…"

Nick's lips curled into a smirk. "Oh really?" he asked.

She shrugged. "If you can convince me to, maybe I will," she told him, keeping her tone seductive.

He pulled her on top of his lap, so she was straddling him. He held her face in his hands. "God, you know, you're so hot," he spoke, his voice barely above a whisper, as his eyes were locked on her.

"You're not too bad yourself."

"I love you," he told her, his voice full of sincerity.

"I love you, too."

"I'm sorry, baby."

"You're forgiven for now."

Nick smiled and leaned in, pressing her lips against hers. "I've missed you," he spoke against her mouth.

"I've missed you," she reciprocated, running her hands across his chest and then, down to the hem of his shirt, pulling it up and resting her hands on his skin.