Trish and John were greeted at the driveway by a cute little girl with curly blonde hair.
"Aunt Trishy!!" she yelled as Trish stepped out of her car.
"Becky!" Trish said, happily as she picked the child up. "Have you been good for your mommy and daddy?"
Becky smiled mischeviously. "Of course I have!" John stepped out of the car.
"Aunt Trishy...who's that man?" Becky asked, pointing to John.
"That's my very good friend, John Cena...go say hi." Trish said.
Becky walked over to talk to John and Trish's mom walked up to her.
"Trish...it's been awhile! How are you?" She asked, kissing her on the cheek.
"I'm great mom...that's my friend, John...he's a wrestler too." She said.
"Nice to meet you, M'am." John said, politely.
"Yes...nice to meet you too." Mrs. S said, trying to be nice. "Let's all go in and sit down for some dinner." She then picked up Becky and leaded them into the house.
"Hey John?" Becky asked when they got in the house.
"Yes?"
"Can I sit beside you and Aunt Trishy? Please, please, please?" she begged.
"Sure" John said. Trish took his hand.
"Thanks for coming." she said.
Trish's dad sat at the head of the table, beside Trish, then Becky, then John, then her mother at the other end. Trish's sister Carrie, and boyfriend, Mike sat across the table.
"So, John Cena, right?" Trish's dad asked.
"That's my name."
"Well, how many years have you been with the company? I've never heard about you before...so when did you and Trish meet?" he asked.
'Great...so the questions begin' Trish thought.
"Well, I started on TV in 2002...but me and Trish met awhile before that at one of the company parties. We've really only started talking though since she moved over to SmackDown." he answered.
"And how is Jeff, Trish?" her mother asked loudly.
"Um, mother, I'm sure he's fine...I've told you he's not a part of my life anymore though, remember?" Trish said.
"It's really a shame. I thought you would have come to your senses by now...he's such a nice boy, with so much going for him too. Not to mention a very promising position in the company." her mother said.
"Mom, I think that's enough about Jeff...let's hear some more about you, John?" Carrie asked, saving the day.
"First can I say I'm a huge fan of yours...you've got a lot of talent." Mike said.
"Thanks...well, I'm a wrestler on SmackDown, as you all know. I've had several titles...I like to play basketball and I rap. Um, I grew up in The States in a small town...that's about it though." John answered, not knowing what to say.
Trish's mother sneered. She had fallen in love with Jeff and really liked the ring of Patricia Hardy. Patrica Cena? That would take a bit of getting used to.
"So are you and Trish involved?" her mother asked.
"Mom! I don't think we should talk about that at dinner..." Trish answered.
"Okay so yes...why not talk about it?"
"Fine...John and I have been dating for the past few weeks. Are you happy?" Trish answered, getting annoyed with her mom's questions.
"No, but if you are...do what you feel you must do."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Trish asked.
"Well..." her mom began.
"Okay ladies...how about me, Mike and John go have a beer..." her dad suggested, motioning towards the kitchen. The men got up and left. They all grabbed beers out of the fridge and headed for the backyard.
"John don't worry about her. She's just a bitch...she was like that when Carrie first brought Mike home too. Personally, I think you're a good thing for Trish...that Jeff guy, he was a bit freaky...always had drug rumours circulating...always painting himself...and he was an ass-kisser...you, you're honest, and you're clean-shaven...you don't have a woman hair cut and you're not a scrawny little wuss." Trish's dad said.
"Thanks...ya Jeff is a bit different..." John laughed.
"However, if you EVER, EVER hurt my little girl...I'll hunt you down, Cena." he said in a threatening tone. "Kapeesh?"
"Don't worry about it, sir...I'm never gonna hurt her...I'm in love with her."
"Good. Now let's go end the little fight in there...I'll get you and Trish some time to talk, and I'll talk to her, tell her to calm down."
The guys walked in the house. Mike and Carrie went to put Becky to sleep, and Trish's parents did the dishes, leaving John and Trish in the basement den to sit around and talk a bit.
"Trish..."
"Yeahhh John?" she asked, worried about what he was about to say.
"How serious were you and Jeff?" he asked.
'Dammit...well he was gonna ask someday, wasn't he?' she thought. "Oh, we dated for awhile...my mom really liked him, but my dad always hated him...but he wanted to get married and quit the business, and it's my career... I'm not ready to give it up...so I ended it..." Trish said. John frowned a bit. "John, I love you so much...Jeff is just a memory...and the memories we're going to make are going to make me forget him...don't worry about him."
"Alright..." John said as Trish kissed him.
"I can't wait to meet your parents." Trish said as they broke the kiss. "Shit, it's like 11:30...we should get going if we wanna go out on the town at all tonight..."
They walked up the stairs and said goodbye to everyone before going back to Trish's house. Little did they know, Trish's mom was on the phone with Jeff.
"Right, so they just left. They'll be home in a few minutes. From what I understand, John's going to the gym tomorrow, and Trish has to go to her photoshoot. John's going to be home around 8, and Trish is going to have dinner ready for him...you still have your extra key, right?"
"Of course I do. I'll be there...don't you worry...John and Trish will be history after this weekend."
"Aunt Trishy!!" she yelled as Trish stepped out of her car.
"Becky!" Trish said, happily as she picked the child up. "Have you been good for your mommy and daddy?"
Becky smiled mischeviously. "Of course I have!" John stepped out of the car.
"Aunt Trishy...who's that man?" Becky asked, pointing to John.
"That's my very good friend, John Cena...go say hi." Trish said.
Becky walked over to talk to John and Trish's mom walked up to her.
"Trish...it's been awhile! How are you?" She asked, kissing her on the cheek.
"I'm great mom...that's my friend, John...he's a wrestler too." She said.
"Nice to meet you, M'am." John said, politely.
"Yes...nice to meet you too." Mrs. S said, trying to be nice. "Let's all go in and sit down for some dinner." She then picked up Becky and leaded them into the house.
"Hey John?" Becky asked when they got in the house.
"Yes?"
"Can I sit beside you and Aunt Trishy? Please, please, please?" she begged.
"Sure" John said. Trish took his hand.
"Thanks for coming." she said.
Trish's dad sat at the head of the table, beside Trish, then Becky, then John, then her mother at the other end. Trish's sister Carrie, and boyfriend, Mike sat across the table.
"So, John Cena, right?" Trish's dad asked.
"That's my name."
"Well, how many years have you been with the company? I've never heard about you before...so when did you and Trish meet?" he asked.
'Great...so the questions begin' Trish thought.
"Well, I started on TV in 2002...but me and Trish met awhile before that at one of the company parties. We've really only started talking though since she moved over to SmackDown." he answered.
"And how is Jeff, Trish?" her mother asked loudly.
"Um, mother, I'm sure he's fine...I've told you he's not a part of my life anymore though, remember?" Trish said.
"It's really a shame. I thought you would have come to your senses by now...he's such a nice boy, with so much going for him too. Not to mention a very promising position in the company." her mother said.
"Mom, I think that's enough about Jeff...let's hear some more about you, John?" Carrie asked, saving the day.
"First can I say I'm a huge fan of yours...you've got a lot of talent." Mike said.
"Thanks...well, I'm a wrestler on SmackDown, as you all know. I've had several titles...I like to play basketball and I rap. Um, I grew up in The States in a small town...that's about it though." John answered, not knowing what to say.
Trish's mother sneered. She had fallen in love with Jeff and really liked the ring of Patricia Hardy. Patrica Cena? That would take a bit of getting used to.
"So are you and Trish involved?" her mother asked.
"Mom! I don't think we should talk about that at dinner..." Trish answered.
"Okay so yes...why not talk about it?"
"Fine...John and I have been dating for the past few weeks. Are you happy?" Trish answered, getting annoyed with her mom's questions.
"No, but if you are...do what you feel you must do."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Trish asked.
"Well..." her mom began.
"Okay ladies...how about me, Mike and John go have a beer..." her dad suggested, motioning towards the kitchen. The men got up and left. They all grabbed beers out of the fridge and headed for the backyard.
"John don't worry about her. She's just a bitch...she was like that when Carrie first brought Mike home too. Personally, I think you're a good thing for Trish...that Jeff guy, he was a bit freaky...always had drug rumours circulating...always painting himself...and he was an ass-kisser...you, you're honest, and you're clean-shaven...you don't have a woman hair cut and you're not a scrawny little wuss." Trish's dad said.
"Thanks...ya Jeff is a bit different..." John laughed.
"However, if you EVER, EVER hurt my little girl...I'll hunt you down, Cena." he said in a threatening tone. "Kapeesh?"
"Don't worry about it, sir...I'm never gonna hurt her...I'm in love with her."
"Good. Now let's go end the little fight in there...I'll get you and Trish some time to talk, and I'll talk to her, tell her to calm down."
The guys walked in the house. Mike and Carrie went to put Becky to sleep, and Trish's parents did the dishes, leaving John and Trish in the basement den to sit around and talk a bit.
"Trish..."
"Yeahhh John?" she asked, worried about what he was about to say.
"How serious were you and Jeff?" he asked.
'Dammit...well he was gonna ask someday, wasn't he?' she thought. "Oh, we dated for awhile...my mom really liked him, but my dad always hated him...but he wanted to get married and quit the business, and it's my career... I'm not ready to give it up...so I ended it..." Trish said. John frowned a bit. "John, I love you so much...Jeff is just a memory...and the memories we're going to make are going to make me forget him...don't worry about him."
"Alright..." John said as Trish kissed him.
"I can't wait to meet your parents." Trish said as they broke the kiss. "Shit, it's like 11:30...we should get going if we wanna go out on the town at all tonight..."
They walked up the stairs and said goodbye to everyone before going back to Trish's house. Little did they know, Trish's mom was on the phone with Jeff.
"Right, so they just left. They'll be home in a few minutes. From what I understand, John's going to the gym tomorrow, and Trish has to go to her photoshoot. John's going to be home around 8, and Trish is going to have dinner ready for him...you still have your extra key, right?"
"Of course I do. I'll be there...don't you worry...John and Trish will be history after this weekend."