A/N: Wow, it's been a long time! I have a new idea, and this story could be never ending! Ahh, that's gonna be hard for me! Ok, enjoy, and don't kill me for this new twist! OMG! My dad went and got Cena's autograph for me, cause I had to work! He actually talked to me on the phone! John Cena called my Darling! I fell out of my chair, it was really funny. I did hit my knee on the safe, but what the heck, it was worth it!
A New Year:
John's POV:
The holidays had been great, and I was back on the road. I had used two of my passes to get Ashley to go with me on the road for two months, leaving the kids at my parent's house. Ashley had been really against leaving the kids, but I finally got her to agree. She needed a break from it all, and two months isn't that long! We are going to be in Tulsa, Oklahoma tonight for SmackDown. After the show, Ashley and I were flying to St. Louis a few days before the next show. It should be really fun!
Ashley was sleeping in my locker room, and I decided to go find Charlie. I passed a girl in the hallway, and she looked really familiar for some strange reason. I gave her a quick smile when I realized that she was staring at me, and then a continued down the hall. My hunt for Charlie was unsuccessful, so I went down to catering to get some food. While I was sitting there eating, the same girl showed up, and walked right towards me. She smiled, and sat down across from me.
"Uh, can I help you?" I asked, wondering what this chick was up to.
"John, you don't remember me?" the girl asked me.
"No, I can't say that I do. Who are you?" I questioned, racking my brain.
"Think back a few years, Tulsa, a hotel room, getting your memory back?" the girl told me.
"I honestly don't remember you. Who are you, what do you want?" I asked, getting frustrated.
"I just want you! We had such a good time back then, even if it was just two nights! You seriously don't remember me?"
"Hold up, I'm married. I've been married for almost two years now! Oh, wait, I think I remember you now! What's your name again?"
"My name's Sharon Bristly. I'm 25, and four years ago you met me at an event, and well, we ended up in a hotel for two days. You left me without a good bye, a note, nothing. Yea, three weeks later I found out that I was pregnant, with your baby." Sharon coldly told me.
"Are you shitting me?" I exclaimed. I couldn't believe what I was hearing, I mean, I slept with her twice, four years ago. If this was true, Ash would freak out.
"No, I'm dead serious. You have a four-year-old son named Shawn. Here's a picture." Sharon replied, as she slid me a photo. I slowly picked it up, and saw a little boy, who had my ears and nose. Damn, I'm in some deep shit here!
"It's been four years, how come you never tried to contact me before?" I asked, trying to think of a way out of this.
"I never needed to contact you. I knew that I was nothing more than a one night thing." Sharon said, with a somber tone.
"Why do you need to contact me now? You want money or something? I want a DNA test before I pay any money." I said, beginning to get upset.
"No, I don't need the money. John, I had to find you. I have HIV. Don't worry, I just got it a year ago. You won't have anything. Well, the doctors say that I only have 5 more months to live. I got caught up in some bad stuff, and shared a needle with some creep who had AIDS. Yea, I was stupid. Anyways, I don't want Shawn growing up in foster care, and I have no family. I was an orphan myself. I came here to see if you and you wife would be willing to take care of him. I know this is a lot to be asking of your family, but I just want a better life for my son. What do you think?" Sharon blurted out. My jaw dropped open, and I was actually speechless for a minute.
"Uh, I, uh, I'm gonna have to go talk to my wife first. This kid is definitely mine?" I asked, wanting to cry.
"Yes, you can get a test done if you want. I'm sorry if this may cause a problem for you and your wife. Do you guys have any kids?"
"Yea, a six year old daughter, one-year old twins, and another baby on the way. Can I get your number, so I can talk to Ash and see what she says? I'll get in touch with you right after, I swear." I said, reassuring Sharon.
"No problem." Sharon said as she pulled out a pen and wrote her number down on a piece of paper. She handed it to me, and then got up and left. I sat there, holding my head in my hands. Ashley is going to hate me, I mean, I have a kid, that's not hers. We weren't together then, but I'm sure that this will still strain our relationship. I looked at the piece of paper again, and then got up and shoved my chair away and went back to my locker room. I walked in, and saw Ashley sitting on the couch, reading a magazine. Here goes nothing…
Ashley's POV:
John walked into the room, and looked pretty upset. I wonder what happened?
"Hey baby, what's wrong?" I asked, hoping he would answer.
"Ash, I have to tell you something, don't get up. Just hear me out, then yell." John said, as he sat down across from me.
"Ok, what's going on?" I asked, getting worried.
"Four years ago, I slept with this chick named Sharon. It was here in Tulsa actually. Well, she found me today. Ash, she's got AIDS, and is going to die soon."
"Wait, AIDS? John, please tell me that you don't have it too, I mean, I will get it, Josh and Winsor will probably get it, and this new baby is doomed." I said, my voice getting louder.
"No, we're all fine. She got it a year ago. Well, I left her the day after, and hadn't seen her since. It was just a drunk one-night stand. Ash, she got pregnant. I have a four-year-old son named Shawn. Sharon wants us to take Shawn, so he won't go into foster care. I'm so sorry baby, it was 4 years ago, I didn't think that she'd get pregnant." John said, starting to cry. I dropped my magazine, and just stared at him, not knowing what to say.
"Say something Ashley, please." John pleaded with me.
"I don't know what to say John, I mean, that is definitely a bombshell you dropped on me. I can't be mad, because we weren't together then. I, uh, I don't know what to say." I said, starting to cry myself. I get weepy when I'm pregnant.
"I'm sorry, I didn't think anything of it. Please, I don't want to ruin our marriage." John said, walking over to me.
"It won't, I didn't expect you to not have sex with anyone else after we broke up. I didn't think I'd see you again. So he's 4 years old?" I asked, getting my head together.
"Yea, 4. He has my ears and nose, I saw a picture. I'm going to get a paternity test done first, to make sure. We don't have to take him, he can go to another family that will really love him." John sadly said.
"No, it's ok. He is your son, and should be with his real family. We will really love him, I know that he's not mine, but he is a part of you. I love you, so I'll love your son too. We have a big enough house, it'll be ok." I said, surprisingly not mad. I'm getting so mature!
"You serious?" John asked me, looking at my face.
"Yes, I am. I will treat this kid like he is my own. I have a big enough heart for another kid. It's ok John, I'm not mad at you, and this won't effect our relationship. Life happens, we just have to deal with it." I replied, getting and walking over to John.
"Ash, you are the best person I know. Taking in a kid that isn't even yours, I mean, that's really great. I love you Ashley." John said, standing up in front of me.
"I love you too John. So, when are we supposed to get him?" I asked, wrapping my arms around John.
"I got her number, I guess I'll call her and tell her that we'll take him." John sad as he pulled out his cell phone. He dialed the number, and I just set my head on his chest, listening to him talk.
"Sharon, it's John. Ashley agreed, we'll take Shawn. When can we come get him?" John asked. He talked to her for a few more minutes, and then hung up.
"She said that she'll bring him after the show, we can take him then. That's ok?"
"Yea, it'll give us a chance to get to know him. Oh man, what is Sydney going to think?" I asked, thinking of my daughter.
"I don't know. She'll probably like him after a while. Who knows?" John said, as he pulled me into a tighter hug.
I looked up and smiled at John, surprisingly calm in the midst of all this new drama. I wonder what this kid is like? Will he like us? I guess I'll find out sooner than later!
A/N: Oh boy! What will little Shawn be like? Will Ashley stay calm, or will she turn into the wicked stepmother? (Yea right, like that'll happen!) Let me know what y'all thought, review! Peace!