A/N: Another chapter! I don't own any wrestlers, although I'd be willing to take a few off of Mr. McMahon's hands (Call Me!) Enjoy folks!

Accident:

Ashley's POV:

            I had really enjoyed having John home for the past month. The summer was almost over, and that meant that Syd, Josh, Winsor, and I wouldn't be traveling with him much. Syd was going to be in first grade this year! I was going to be 23 this year. Wow, it's been that long already! Hmm, 23 years old, with three kids. I don't see why people make such a big deal about being a young mother. It isn't really that bad. It helps to have someone with you every step of the way. The twins are now six months old, they have gotten so big!

            While John was at home, we mostly just hung out as a family. Our dog had made the long flight home, but sadly we got bad news. Pinky had some kind of dog cancer, and was expected to die soon. The poor dog was in a lot of pain. John and I didn't want to put her to sleep, but we eventually did. Sydney actually told us to, she hated seeing her dog so miserable. Syd had handled every thing pretty good. She did cry, and made us have a burial for Pinky in the back yard. John offered to get her another dog, but Syd said that she needed more time to "Adjust." My girl was getting pretty damn smart.

"Ash, food's ready."

            "Ok John, I'm coming."

I ran down the stairs, and met up with my family in the dining room. John had decided to be nice, and cooked dinner. We were having macaroni and cheese, with green beans. Wow, what a chef!

            "Thanks John. I hope that it wasn't too hard for you to handle!"

"Hey now, instant Mac & Cheese and canned green beans are not foods for beginners! I'd say I did a helluva job!"

            "Its good daddy!" Sydney said as she shoveled food into her mouth.

            "Yea, good job baby! It actually tastes good!"

"So, Syd, you excited to go to Grandma and Grandpa's this weekend?"

            "Yup. I can't wait. It's fun over there!"

"Yea, you'll have fun! Are you all packed, because they'll be here in about two hours."

            "I got everything daddy. Don't worry." Sydney replied.

We all laughed, because John had become a bit of a worrier lately. It's funny what a few kids can do to ya! After dinner was done, I went to the babies' room to get their stuff ready. I had just finished when I heard the doorbell ring.

"Got it!" John yelled. He opened the door for his parents and let them in. Half an hour later the kids were gone, and John and I decided to go see a movie. We agreed to see "White Chicks." I've never laughed so hard at a movie in my life! That movie is hilarious! We walked out of the theater still laughing. We got home around 12, and I was actually really tired.

            "John, I'm gonna go to sleep. I'm tired. Night baby!"

"Oh, ok. Night Ash! I'll be up in a few." John said as he kissed my forehead. I slowly made my way upstairs, and changed my clothes. I crashed on the bed and was out like a light. I didn't even hear John come in. I was sound asleep until 3:30 A.M. I quickly ran to the bathroom, and puked up popcorn and dinner. Yuck! It definitely tasted bad the second time around.

"Ash, you ok?" John asked me as he came in the bathroom and held my hair back for me.

            "No. I feel shitty." I said before I started puking again. I felt really weak when I stood up, in fact John had to help me up. I went over to the sink and brushed my teeth. John left the bathroom, and went back to the bed. I came out a few minutes later.

"Are you sure your ok?" John asked me again.

            "Yea. Probably just the popcorn. It makes me sick once and a while."

"Ok. I guess that could be it. Maybe you're pregnant again."

            "I hope not. I've got my hands full with three kids, I don't think I could handle four of em. I'm on birth control anyway. Oh, shit! The prescription ran out like a month ago. I knew I was forgetting something. Damn John, what if I am pregnant, again." I moaned.

"That'd be great! Well, maybe not for you, but I wouldn't mind another baby in the house."

            "I guess not. John, go get a pregnancy test for me."

"Baby, it's four in the morning. Nothing's open."

            "Go to Meijers. Open 24/7. I want to know! Go!" I told John.

"Oh, yea. Ok, I'm going." John said as he pulled on a pair of pants and a shirt.

            "Thanks sweetie!" I said sweetly to John.

"Yea, yea. Now you're all sweet. I'll be back in a little bit." John grumbled as he walked out of the room.

Damn, what if I was pregnant? The twins would barely be one year old when the next baby was born. Man that's a lot of kids! I don't think I could handle them all on my own! Guess we would home school Syd, and I travel with John. Maybe we could get a nanny. I fell asleep while I was waiting for John. I woke up when I heard him come up the stairs. God, that man was as loud as a bull in a china cabinet!

"Ash, I got it. Here. It's starting to storm outside." John said as he handed the bag to me.

            "Thank you John. I'll do it in the morning!"

"Huh? You made me get up, and now you're going to take it in the morning? Not fair!" John whined at me.

            "Ok, I'll do it now." I said getting up. John was sitting on the bed waiting. I took the test, and waited for the results. I held my breath as I looked at the result. It was positive. Man, I'm gonna have to get fat again! I walked out of the bathroom and tried to not smile when I saw John. He was half asleep, and was almost falling off the bed.

            "John, wake up baby!"

"Huh, I wasn't asleep. So, are you?"

            "Yea, I'm pregnant. Again. I'm gonna make a doctor's appointment tomorrow, cause those things aren't always right. Let's go to sleep now, I am really tired." I said as I crawled back under the covers.

"Sweet! Ok. Night Ashley!" John said, as he got back under the covers too. I felt him wrap his arms around me and couldn't help but smile. "Ash, I really hope that the test was right. I want another son! Two girls, two boys. Perfectly balanced."

            "Well, I guess I wouldn't mind another kid. It's not that bad. Night John."

"Night Ash. I love you."

            "Love you too." I drifted to sleep listening to the rain on the roof.
We had not been asleep for more than twenty minutes, when the phone rang. I groaned and reached to answer it.

            "Hello?"

"Ashley? It's John's mom. Winsor won't stop crying. I think she may be sick. One of you two better get over here fast."

            "Winsor's sick? I'll be there in ten minutes. Thanks. Bye"

"Bye." I quickly hung up, and woke John up.

            "John, I'll be right back. Your mom called, Winsor might be sick."

"Sick? Ash let me go. It's really pouring outside."

            "No, you already made one trip tonight. I'll go." I said as I climbed out of bed and put a hoodie on over my tank top. I grabbed a pair of pants and gave John a kiss as I went to leave.

            "Bye baby! I'll be back in a little bit."

"Bye Ash, be careful." John said as he watched me run out to my car. I quickly got in it, and started it up. I pulled out of the driveway, and sped off to John's parent's house. I was half way there, when a bolt of lighting hit a tree. The tree fell right in front of my car, and I swerved to hit it. I didn't see the car behind me, and crashed right into it! My beetle flipped over, and landed again on it's wheels. I banged my head on the window, and then blacked out. I came to a few minutes later. The EMT's were already at the scene, and were trying to get me out of the car. I couldn't feel too much, but felt something running down my face. I slowly reached my hand to my cheek, and saw the blood on my fingers. This couldn't be too good.

"Ma'am, you're going to be ok. We have to cut you out of your car. Don't move." I heard someone say to me. I then heard a loud screeching noise as they sliced my car apart. I felt them carefully lift me onto a stretcher.

"What's you name?"

            "Ashley Cena."

"Ok Ashley. Where were you going to?"

            "I was going to my get my baby daughter from her grandparents house. She might be sick."

"Well, don't worry. You're in good hands now. Can you tell me who you husband is?"

            "John Cena. I might be pregnant again."

"Ok, thanks for letting us know. You have to keep on talking to me Ashley."

            "Ok, I'm really cold."

"Don't worry, you will be warm in a little bit. Ashley, Ashley can you hear me?"

I heard her, but couldn't respond. I felt my eyelids flutter, and then all I could see was darkness. When I did open them, everything was moving so fast, and I couldn't understand what they were saying to me.  Is this what dying feels like? I mean, my life hasn't flashed before my eyes or anything? God, please don't let me die! I'm only 22, I have three kids, and a loving husband. I can't die now. I was beginning to feel a lot of pain in my leg. I wish John were here…

John's POV:

            I was really nervous for some reason. It had been a half hour, and Ashley wasn't back yet. I finally called my parents.

"Hello?"

            "Mom, is Ashley there?"
"No, she hasn't shown up sweetie. Why?"

            "She left like a half hour ago. I'm getting worried."

"My, I hope she's ok. Maybe she just got lost."

            "Hang on mom, I have a call beeping in. It's probably Ashley. Hello?"

"Is this John Cena?" 

            "Yea, why? Who is this?"

"I'm officer Douglas. Mr. Cena, your wife has been in a car accident. She's in critical condition. I'd suggest you get to the hospital right away. She isn't doing too good, and the doctor's think she might not make it much longer."

            "Um, ok. Thank you officer. Mom, Ashley got in a car crash I have to go to the hospital. Please, tell Sydney. Bye."

"Oh my Lord. Ok John. Call us if you need us. Bye."

I quickly hung up the phone and ran out to my car. She can't be hurt too bad right? Ash cannot die on me now! I sped to the hospital, but go pulled over by a cop when I was a block away.

"Sir, do you know how fast you were going?"

            "Yes, Officer, I'm trying to get to the hospital. My wife was in a accident, and is in critical condition." I managed to say.

"Oh, I am truly sorry. Just drive a little more carefully."

            "Thank you." I got to the hospital two minutes later. I ran to the counter, "Where is Ashley Cena. She was in an accident, brought in a little while ago."

"Oh, are you her husband?"

            "Yes, now where is she?"

"She is in the OR right now. Go on in, tell them who you are."

            "Ok, thank you." I ran through the hall, and sat on the chair, and started crying. Why was this happening?