A/N: Own Ashley and Sydney, don't own any wrestlers. Bad day at work, feel like killing off someone! Just kidding! It is a little violent though, sorry!
Reality Hits Home:
John's POV:
I have been off of SmackDown for two weeks, due to the sprained foot and bruised ribs. Usually, I'd hate being away for so long, but it was kind of nice to be able to relax and let the father thing set in. I still couldn't believe that Ashley would keep that from me? What was she thinking? I've missed five years of my daughter's life, and didn't even know it. I guess that why Orton wouldn't let me see Ashley when SmackDown was in St. Louis four years ago. I had gotten his address and went to his house, I wanted to try to get Ashley back. He opened the door, and wouldn't even let me in. I doubt he even told her that I showed up. That asshole. Anyway, that's all in the past now. It was now time to think about my plans for the present. Should I confront Ashley about it? Maybe I should wait for her to tell me, I'll just put her on a guilt trip. I could confront Orton, but I really don't need another group beat down. Guess I'll just play it by ear, even though I would like to get back together with Ashley, I still love the girl. In the meantime, I'm also going to try to hang out with Sydney as much as possible. She's a pretty neat kid, haha, and she's mine!
Ashley's POV:
I haven't seen John in two weeks. I heard that he was home due to his injuries. Dave and I had broken it off. He and his wife were trying to work things out, which was awesome, I decided that I wanted to try to get John back, and we both felt that we were better as friends. Plus, I was pretty ticked at what Randy and Dave did to John. After my little "debut" with Evolution, I had gotten a call from Vince McMahon. He asked me if I would like to become a permanent fixture on SmackDown. He said that he liked the "raw emotion" that I brought out the men. I accepted, and told him that I'd rather be called Ashley than Sugar. Like that, I was on SmackDown. I wasn't a wrestler, I was just a bonafide distraction. I wasn't too happy when I found out that the writers wanted the Evolution/Cena feud to escalate. When John returned, he and Randy were eventually going to be in a "Hell in the Cell" match. At least it would be a fair fight this time. No outside help from Dave this time. Sydney was enjoying her time on the road. She hung out with Rico a lot. Jackie and I had hung out a few times. I filled her in on my situation with John. She told me that she thought Sydney looked a lot like him. Randy and Stacy had finally started dating. I had been waiting for that for a few years now! Stacy thought that I should tell John the truth about Sydney. Said that I had been waiting for the perfect moment for too long, and now was as good as any time to tell him, before he figured it out on his own.
Our next stop was in Atlanta Georgia. After we had checked into the hotel, I decided to find out what room John was in. It was time for the truth to come out. He was in room 318, which was just down the hall from my room. I went back to my room, and changed my clothes. Nothing special, but nothing scrubby. I wanted him to want me back, even though I had kept a huge secret from him. I also changed Sydney into some decent clothes. She was coming along too, kind of like my security blanket.
We left our room, and walked down the hall to John's room. My heart was racing, and I seriously thought that I was going to have a heart attack. When we got to room 318, I gulped and then knocked on the door. To my surprise, Mark Jindrak answered the door.
"Hi, is John here?"
"Uh, no. He went to the gym to work out."
"Ok, thanks! Come on Sydney. Thank you!" I grabbed Syd by the hand, and we walked to the elevator. We got off, and walked through the lobby of the hotel towards the gym. When we turned down the dark hallway, I ran smack dab into a big sweaty man.
"You better watch where you're goin sweetheart. You might just bump into some trouble."
I instantly began to feel uncomfortable, and began to back away, but was stopped when the man grabbed me by my arm.
"Now where do you think you're going? You and me, we're gonna have some fun!" I realized that the man was the guy who played Booker T. I had heard that he was trouble.
"Don't worry, I just want you. Not the little girl. She can watch if she wants." He evilly chuckled.
"Let go of me, you bastard." I yelled. "Sydney, go get Mr. Cena!" I managed to say as Booker started to pull me down the hall. My poor baby, she looked so scared. She bolted off towards the gym screaming. I could tell that Booker was a little distracted by her, so I made my move. I swung my free arm at him, and then kicked him with all my might. It wasn't too effective though. All I managed to do was get him mad. He threw me on the ground, like a rag doll. He then started kicking me. God did it hurt! I thought that he was going to kill me when suddenly he pinned me under him.
"I'm gonna kill you bitch!"
No, this was not happening to me. I kept trying to fight him, but it wasn't working well. I finally gave in, after he punched me a few times, and gave me a bloody lip. He started to work on my jeans, but suddenly got pulled off by two people. I looked up and saw John and Randy beating the bloody hell out of Booker. I then blacked out.
John's POV:
I was working out in the hotel's gym. Orton and Flair were in there, but they didn't bother me. We were all too busy pumpin the iron to care about each other. I was in the middle of my rep, when a screaming Sydney came bursting through the door.
"Help, he has mommy, he has her. He's gonna hurt her. Mr. John, Uncle Randy, HELP!!" she screamed.
Randy, Flair, and me ran over to Sydney. Ric grabbed her in his arms, while Randy and I tried to get the info from her.
"Who has Ashley?" Randy yelled, oblivious to my presence.
"The big black man, who says, 'Can you dig it suckas?' He has her, down the hall. She told me to go get Mr. Cena." Sydney started crying as Ric cradled her in his arms. Randy and I tore through the door, down the hall. We got halfway there, and could hear Ashley screaming. If he hurts her, I swear to God that I will kill him, bring him back to life, and kill him again. We turned the corner, and saw him on top of her, trying to undo her jeans. Randy and I both flew at him, pinning him on the ground. The fists were now flying, and the bastard didn't stand a chance. After we had knocked him out, I went to check on Ashley. She had a bloody lip, and the side of her face was already starting to swell up.
"Ashley, its John, can you hear me? Randy, she ain't responding."
He quickly left Book, and came over by Ashley.
"Is she breathing man?" he asked me.
"Yea, I think she passed out. She's bleeding a lot dude, we gotta get her to a hospital."
I scooped Ashley up in my arms, and carried her threw the lobby, and out to my car, leaving Booker lying in the hall, a bloody mess. I can't believe that no one heard her screaming! Randy went back to the gym and told Flair to take Sydney back to the room. He then ran to catch up with me. We sped off to the hospital, Randy was now holding on to Ashley, using his shirt to try to stop the bleeding. Halfway there, she began to wake up.
"Where am I? Is Syd ok?"
"Hush, she's fine, but you're not. Don't worry, John and I are here now, we'll take care of you." Randy said to her
"John? John's here? Randy, tell him I'm sorry, I still love him."
"Ashley, I'm right here. I still love you two!"
I'm not sure if she heard me, because she passed out again. That just made me drive faster.
"Slow down man, you're going to get us all killed." Randy said.
We arrived at the hospital ten minutes later. Ashley was taking to get checked out right away, and I went with her, while Randy filled out the paper work. The doctors made me go back out in the waiting room, while they ran some tests on her. I went and sat next to Orton. We both broke down and started crying. This wasn't supposed to happen, not to her. Poor Sydney, she had to watch as her mom was getting harassed.
Orton finally looked at me and said, "This doesn't mean that we're friends Cena. I just don't hate you any more."
"Same here Orton, same here. Why didn't she tell me?"
"She had her reasons. I'll let her tell you."
The doctor came out to see us to fill us in on Ashley's condition.
"Miss West was pretty beaten up. Nothing too major though. We x-rayed her, and she has one broken rib, and we had to close up her lip, not with stitches though, we used the liquid kind. We believe that she passed out due to the stress. I would like to keep her over night. Just to make sure that there is no internal bleeding. She should be fine in a few weeks. The only problem, is that due to the repeated kicking to her stomach, she may never be able to have children. It's just a possibility, but only time will tell. One of you can go back and see her, she's awake now. I let Randy go first.
Ashley's POV:
I woke up in the hospital. Damn, I guess it wasn't a bad dream. I took a sharp breath when I tried to move. That bastard had broken my rib. I wonder how Sydney is. I hope she isn't scarred for life. I tried to smile when I saw Randy enter the room, but my lip hurt too much.
"Hey Orton, what's up?"
"Ash, I'm sorry I wasn't there, I should've been there to protect you. No one messes with my baby sister and gets away with it."
"Randy, its ok. I remember seeing you and John beat the shit out of him. Oh man, John knows doesn't he?"
"I think he figured it out Ash. I called Stacy, she's worried sick about you. I convinced her not to fly out here though. Jackie, Rico, and Charlie are on their way, and Ric is at the hotel with a very shaken up Sydney."
"Oh man, I should call her. Hand me the phone."
He handed me the phone and I called Sydney. " Hey sweetie! Yea, I'm fine. Just a few cuts and bruises. I gotta go, love you too!"
Randy, I need to see John, can you go out and get him?"
"No problem." He bent down and gave me a kiss on the cheek, be extra careful to not hurt my bruised cheek.
I took a deep breath, and waited for John to come in.