Two Days Later: The Funeral

Stephanie walked into John's room for the very last time. She kissed him on the forehead and cried the entire time. She watched his lifeless body lying in the cold Greenwich hospital. She couldn't help but feel lost. She couldn't imagine her life without John. She had known him since high school. They had lived together all through college. They had a baby together! How could she go on without the one man that had really loved her?

She sat on the chair and watched John. She wished she could see his blue eyes twinkling again, his cheerful smile, his arms around her and falling asleep in his arms. She forced herself to believe it was all over. Then Stephanie noticed something; there were Stephanie's pink stationeries in his pants pocket. She took it out and read it aloud. It read:

You kiss me and I tremble

You leave me and I cry

I can't stop loving you

No matter how hard I try

At first you were cold

And I blocked you out

Then you kissed me on stage

And I know how you felt

Since then you've been with me

Forever at my side

I have no need to fear

And I'm not afraid to die

You are my gift from God

He has blessed me with your love

I am so grateful for you

You are my angel from above

Now I'm tired and weak

But your love makes me strong

In my bed with you

I'm right where I belong

You're holding my hand

And running your fingers through my hair

You tell me you love me

You tell me not to be scared

Please don't cry for me, Steph

Keep your faith in the Lord

And we'll meet again someday…

I'll love you forever…. I promise you babe…

Stephanie started crying again as she read it over a few more times. At the end was John's signature. She held it close to her and lay with John on the bed. She kissed his soft lips once more and then left. She knew that John would love her forever, not even death could separate them in spirit. She felt a sense of completion as she walked out of John's room that day. It was only a few more hours till the funeral and she along with Nadia, John's mother and her mother Linda were all going to get John ready for his funeral.

Stephanie, Nadia, Linda and Danielle came back two hours later to get John ready. They decided to dress him in something casual rather than something extravagant like a suit or a tux. Stephanie chose his Word Life t-shirt with the black sleeves and white middle, along with his Word life visor. Nadia put his chain around his neck and his wristbands on. She also helped put his shoes on. Linda and Danielle put his black shorts on him with his Word Life boxers underneath. When he was all dressed, they went downstairs for the funeral. The four women cried the entire time.

At the funeral

Stephanie had prepared her speech and was now memorizing most of it in her head. She was also listening to Danielle, John's mother, tell about John when he was a little boy. When she was finished Stacy Keibler, John's best friend throughout his life, came up to talk about John from high school and college and up to now in the WWE. When she was finished it was Stephanie's turn to give her speech. She talked about how compassionate, loving and generous he was towards her. How he fixed all her problems and helped her during the divorce and everything. Just as she was wrapping up her speech, she went over and kissed John goodbye. She knew that she would be able to live her life knowing that nobody would ever love her as much as John. As she sat back down in her seat, she thought about how she would tell her daughter that her father was dead.

Now it was Nadia's turn to go see John for the last time. She looked over his lifeless, cold body. She wondered how Steph could even get out of bed knowing that the man she loved was dead. As she bent down to kiss John's forehead, she cried. She also heard a loud buzzing noise. She turned around and opened her eyes. She was in her hotel room now. It was 8:30 am and she had not even gone to her interview yet.

She got up out of bed and looked around. She hadn't been to the interview yet. She hadn't dated Randy, she hadn't gotten the head writer's job and most importantly John wasn't dead. Everything was the same. As she went into the washroom she couldn't believe that a dream had scared her that much. She looked in the mirror and saw that she had been crying in her sleep. She had imagined it all in suspense of her interview. She laughed at herself and went into the shower. When she was finished she got dressed, brushed her long brown hair and went to meet Stephanie.

Nadia looked around Stephanie McMahon's work office. It had pictures of her family and friends. She had a huge picture of herself and her husband Triple H, hung on the wall behind her desk. She had a huge leather chair and a fairly large wooden desk. Stephanie had a huge pile of paperwork on her desk in front of a picture of her daughter, Simmi.

As Nadia looked around for a few more minutes, she noticed that Stephanie seemed to have quite a few pictures of John Cena around her office. There was at least two on her desk alone. Nadia didn't take into account that maybe something was wrong with this, because she was interrupted when Stephanie, along with a handsome young Randy Orton, walked in.

"Well Nadia, it seems as though your perfect for this job. You are a very skillful writer and you can handle most of the situations we will put you in. We have decided to accept you as our head Raw writer," laughed Stephanie, extending her hand towards Nadia.

"Everything is the same as the dream. It's all the exactly identical. This means…John might die," thought Nadia, as she accepted Stephanie's hand. Nadia looked around and feels like she's seen all this before. She turned and looked at Randy. He was giving her the same look as he was in the dream.

"This is all too weird," she thought.