A/N: Long day, very tired. Sorry if it's not the best chapter in the world. Don't own anyone famous, just Sara. Just a little warning, my imagination is running wild today, and I have the PERFECT people to play villains. Remember, you have been warned! Enjoy Y'all

Debut Night

John's POV:

We had gotten to the hotel around eight, and went out to eat before heading back. Sara and I were sharing a room, but it had two beds, damn it! We laid there and watched TV for a few hours, and I finally fell asleep around twelve. I woke up once during the night, and could have sworn that I heard someone crying. It stopped as soon as it started, so I just went back to sleep. I woke up round nine, and saw that Sara wasn't in her bed. That was weird, it was pretty early and she doesn't seem the early riser type. I got up and changed into my clothes, and then went to go find her. Right when I was walking out the door, I heard a cell phone ringing. I turned around, and saw Sara's cell phone sitting on the table, so I answered it.

"Hello?"

"Who is this?"

"It's John, who is this?"

"Oh, hi. It's Chris. Is Sara up yet? Wait, what are you doing in her room?"

"We shared a room, two beds, don't get all upset. I guess she's up, because she ain't in the room. I was just about to go find her."

"She's up this early? Wow, that's really weird. Usually you'd be lucky if she got up by one in the afternoon."

"Really, whoa, she's a late sleeper!" I said, making a mental note.

"Well, did she get up in the night?"

"I don't know. I only woke up once, cause I thought I heard someone crying. It stopped right away, so I just thought I was hearing things."

"Oh shit, does the hotel have a work out room?"

"Uh, yea. Why?"

"Does it happen to have a punching bag?" Chris asked me, sounding worried.

"I think, why? What's wrong?"

"Ok, I have a feeling that she's down there. Go check, and have her call me back when you find her. I'm not getting shipped out for another five months, they changed their mind. I just wanted to tell her."

"That's cool. Well, I'm gonna go find Sara now. Bye.

"Bye, good luck man!" Chris said as he hung up. Hmm, I wonder if I did hear someone crying last night. Hey, maybe it was Sara!

I quickly left the room, and ran down to the hotel gym. I heard someone beating on the punching bag, and cautiously opened the door.

"Yo, Sara! You in here?" I asked, as I stuck my head in. I didn't get a response, but still heard someone hitting the bag. I walked in, and followed the noise, right to the punching bag. Sara was there, beating the hell out of the thing.

"Hey, you ok?" I asked, hoping to get her attention. She finally quit hitting the punching bag, and looked up.

"What do you want John?" she asked me, with a nasty tone in her voice.

"Well, I was wondering where you were. Chris called, wants you to call him back. Whoa, your hands are bleeding!" I said when I noticed the blood dripping off her hands.

"So?" was my only response as she started hitting the bag again.

"You should probably stop, that looks like it hurts, bad." I said, still looking at her hands.

"Don't care. It doesn't hurt that bad."

I watched as she kept attacking the punching bag. She had a single piece of tape on each hand, but they were red, soaked by the blood from her hands. This wasn't good, not good at all.

"Why you beating on the bag so hard? Something happen last night?"

"Yes. Would you please leave me alone? I just need to hit something right now, and I don't want it to be you."

"I'm not leaving until you tell me what happened. Seriously, you need to stop hitting the punching bag. You're gonna hurt yourself."

"I got a call from my mom. She's going to be at the show, when we go to Detroit. She told my grandma about it, and now the creep and witch are going to be there. I told you, now leave!" she shouted at me.

"Wait, I thought your mom didn't go there anymore? I'm a little confused, explain it better."

"My grandma still goes to that church. I guess the prick decided that he wants to apologize, and he invited himself when he heard her talking about it."

"So, isn't that a good thing?"

"Heck no! You don't know this guy. This is just another game, he's trying to get inside my head again, not like he ever left it. John, the prick is trying to screw me over, and mess me up. They hate me, his sister and him. They're gonna try to ruin everything, my career, my life! God, why can't they leave me alone? The damage has already been done, do they really want me to try and kill myself again? I mean, I don't answer his calls, but he leaves me messages. I tell myself not to listen to them, but I wind up listening anyways. Why am I so stupid?" Sara said as she sat down on the floor.

Whoa, either this chick has serious mental problems, or these are some seriously sick, twisted fuckers.

"Sara, calm down. What messages? Why do they want to do this to you?"

"I don't know. Their mom is kind of a psycho, and she beat herself up, to bring back her husband. She faked being assaulted. She was friends with my mom, and made her promise not to tell Haley, David's sister. Haley has been out to get me ever since. You think she'd go after my mom, but I guess I'm the easier target. I don't know why David is bugging me, I wish that he would stop calling. I'm trying to get over him, and it's not any easier with him leaving me messages. Geez, my hands are a mess." Sara said as she gazed at her hands. Yea, her hands were a mess.

"Come on, let' get you back to the room, and clean up your hands. Do you still have the messages?"

"Yes."

"Well, I want to listen to them. Don't worry about those assholes, I won't let them bug you. I promise, they won't be able to hurt you when I'm around." I said, as I helped her get up. She was a wreck right now, so I guess some of this must be true. God, what kinds of people are going to church nowadays?

I got Sara back to the room, and washed and bandaged her hands. She had cut one pretty bad, but that was about it. She handed me her phone, and I listened to a few of the messages. God, she wasn't making this shit up! Each message was different, one said, "I love you, and I know you love me. I will get you back!" Another said that he would have her, and no one could keep them apart. A few of them told her that she was ugly, and that there was no one else besides him, that would want her. They were mostly all like that, but the last few were from a chick, I'm guessing his sister. She was creepy sounding, and made weird threats. One of them ended with, "Too bad you didn't kill yourself. It would've been easier."

"Sara, have you called the cops? This is some serious shit!" I said, as I handed her back her phone.

"Yes. They said until something was actually attempted or done, that I had nothing. I even let them hear the messages. Dumb cops, they are virtually pointless. Did I mention that the dad has connections with the mob?"

"No, this ain't good."

"Well, their dad still likes me. He's a cool dude, just got stuck with a psycho wife, and twisted daughter."

"I guess that helps a little bit. Does Chris know about this?"

"Most of it. He's already threatened David once, but I guess it didn't help. I bet you thought I was crazy, or making this stuff up didn't you?"

"Well, it crossed my mind. Don't you think you should get you number changed?"

"I have, twice. Somehow they still get it."

"Hmm, I got an idea! You could get it in my name! They won't be able to get it then. Only give it to your family. They don't bug your family, do they?"

"That might work. No. I think their plan is to make me seem crazy. I guess a mental hospital wouldn't be that bad, wait, a little too much white!" Sara said, cracking a joke.

"Well, at least you can find something funny in all this. We can go get you a new phone service next week. " I said, as I sat down on the bed, facing Sara.

"Yea, humor can cure anything. John, it's great that you want to help me, but I don't want them bugging you too. Believe me, they will. Chris gets an occasional call, but he just ignores it. If only I could! All I'm saying is that you can still get out of this. I don't want you getting hurt, that would be really bad."

"I'm a big boy, I'll be alright. There is NO way that I'm going to let get near you. Have they actually tried to hurt you?"

"No. It's all a mental game. They want me to do the dirty work for them. Haley knows about my depression problem, and so does David. Sick, isn't it?"

"Yea, this is crazy! You're so young, and you have so much shit to deal with."

"Yup. Well, I'm ok now. Let's get to the arena, I want to get ready for my big debut!" Sara said, suddenly perking up. She sure was a strong girl, I can't believe that she actually thought that she was a weak person. I smiled at her, and got up and grabbed our bags. Sara went out first, and stood by the car, waiting for me. I unlocked the car, and we both got in.

While we were driving, I took a quick glance at Sara. God, she's beautiful. I wonder if she knew that? I have a feeling that she believes that freak, and thinks she's ugly. If she gave me a chance, I'm sure I could erase that thought from her mind!

Sara's POV:

Gosh, I hate telling people about the psycho's in my life. It's just embarrassing! I'm surprised that John hasn't been scared off yet! I bet he'll be gone in a matter of weeks. It's really sweet that he's trying to help me, with the cell phone thing. I guess it would be nice to not have a call from them. John is really a sweet guy, I might even be able to trust him. Maybe I should give him a chance, he's earned it! He was a really good-looking man, I wonder if he would like to meet my family? I think even my mom would like him. SmackDown is going to be in Vegas soon! I wonder what our kids would like? Shoot, why am I thinking about that stuff? We are not even dating! Gosh, I'm pathetic!

I must have laughed out loud, cause John looked over at me.

"What you laughing about?"

"Your dumbo ears!" I said, his ears were big, but they were cute too!

"Hey, leave the ears alone!"

"No, they are cute! Don't take it the wrong way, I like your big ears!" I said as I pulled on his ear.

"Yea, well, I like your big boobs!" John blurted out. My mouth dropped, and I gave him the eye as he turned a deep shade of red. "Shit, did I say that out loud?"

"Yes you did Mr. Cena!" I said, still looking at him.

"I'm sorry, please, don't hate me. I didn't mean it that way. It came out wrong, I like you for a lot more than that!" John said, still flustered.

"Don't worry about it John, you are not the first guy to admit liking my boobs! It's all forgotten!" I said, laughing.

"God, I thought I had majorly screwed up there! Ok, it's forgotten! Whoa, we're at the arena! You ready to go warm up?" John asked me as he got out of the car.

"Yea, I think so. John, I'm getting nervous! What if I screw up? I could get fired!"

"Don't worry, you will do fine! Come on, let's go!"

SmackDown, Sara's POV:

The night was going as planned. I had interfered in John's match, and he had won. Now, Rena was going to reveal me to John, because he was seriously confused. I was waiting at the entrance, waiting for my music to hit. Rena had just gone out, and I decided to listen to them talk.

"What do you want Sable? I want the chick that helped me in my match to come out here, and you are not her!"

"Now wait a minute John, I'm going to do you a big favor. You want to know who helped you right?"

John stood in the ring, and shook his head as he watched Rena make her way down to him.

"Well, you might want to be a little nicer to me, because I know who it was!"

"Who is she Sable?" John asked, getting agitated.

"Hmm, I don't think I want to tell you now. Didn't your mommy teach you to be nice to girls?" Rena asked as she stopped in front of John. She smirked at him, and he got even madder. He finally reached out, and grabbed Rena by her arm, "Who is she Sable? You best be telling me!"

Rena just got a bigger smile on her face, and it bugged John even more. He finally let her go, and then she grabbed the mic, and started talking again.

"Ok, I'll tell you! Sara, come on out!" Rena yelled as my music suddenly hit. I had chosen the song "Take Me Away," By Christina Vidal. It's from the movie "Freaky Friday," and I just love it! I made my way down to the ring, and couldn't help but smile, when I heard the fans cheering! I hopped over the ropes, and walked next to Rena.

"John, meet my cousin, Sara King." Rena said, as she continued smirking.

"Wait a minute, you two are cousins?" John asked, looking confused again.

"Yup, we are John. It's nice to meet you. I'm a BIG fan!" I said, reaching out a hand. John looks at my hand, and then shakes it.

"Well, ok. You are one kick ass chick, you know that?"

"Why as a matter of fact, I do! Thank you very much!" I said, batting my eyelashes at John.

"Now Sable, why didn't you tell us that you had a gorgeous cousin? I mean, Damn!" John said as he eyed me over.

"You never asked! Come on Sara!" Rena said as she got out of the ring. I didn't follow her, but stayed and continued flirting with John. Rena turned around, and shouted, "Sara, get out here, NOW!" I finally broke my gaze with John, and hurried out of the ring. The fans were still cheering their heads off, and then I was backstage again.
"Good job out there Sara! You are a natural!" Rena said as she gave me a hi-five.

"Thanks, I wasn't even nervous. It was awesome!" I said, grinning ear-to-ear.

"It only gets better! You are going to be a fan favorite. It'll be even better once you are paired off with John. He knows how to work the crowd. I'll see you later!" Rena said as she walked down the hall towards the dressing room. Gosh, that was so awesome! I followed behind her, and then decided to go see John in his dressing room instead. I knocked on the door, and heard John shout, "Come in!"
I smiled, and walked into the room. John was digging through his bag, looking for something, when he finally turned around and saw me.

"Hey, you did great out there! The fans love you already! So, how did you like it?"

"It was so awesome! I've never had so much fun in my life! It'll only get better once we start working together!" I said, as John walked towards me.

"Damn right!" John said as he pulled me into a hug. We stayed that way for a few minutes, until John went to let go.
"John, wait!" I said, as I took a deep breathe.

"What?" he asked as he looked down at me.

I smiled, and then stood on my tiptoes and kissed him. I quickly pulled away, and then got embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that!" I said, as I began to back up towards the door.

"No, its ok. I didn't mind!" John said as he smiled at me.

"Really?" I asked, trying to slow my beating heart down.

"Yea. So, does this mean you want to go out with me now?" John asked as he walked towards me.

"Yes it does!" I answered.

"Great, because I've been waiting to do this!" John said as he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close to him.

"Waiting to do what?" I asked as I looked up at him.

"This!" John said as he bent his head down and kissed me.

He was definitely a better kisser than Chris! Aw man, could I really be falling in love with this man? I mean, we just started dating!

A/N: Hehe! They kissed! Sorry if I messed up the story with the psychos! I just had to have something dramatic! Let me know what y'all think!