A/N: Y'all know the deal, I own nothing, cept Sara. I might include the psychos in this chapter, or I might be nice and give Sara a break! Guess you'll just have to read to find out!

Chance of Thunderstorms:

John's POV:

Sara and I have been dating ever since North Carolina, which was about a month ago! I had taken her to get a new cell phone service, but it was in my name. Those freaks hadn't called her old cell phone much, only about a call a week. I answered it once, but they hung up right away. I bet they weren't planning on someone else answering! Sara was now my manager, and occasional tag team partner. Rena had left the WWE, once again, so they paired us up earlier than expected. She was a few days away from being the Women's Champion, and was kicking the other SmackDown Diva's asses!

We were in Oklahoma tonight, and the show had gone off great. Afterwards, we decided to go out and find some place to eat.

"Sara, you ready?" I shouted into the women's locker room.

"Hang on, I'm talking to my mom on the phone!" she yelled back.
"I'll be waiting in the hall for ya!"

"Ok John!"

I put my stuff down, and sat down in the middle of the hallway and waited for her to get off the phone. God, it was already 11 p.m. I just want some food!

Sara's POV:

"I don't think that you should be spending so much time with John. It will just add more pressure to the relationship. He is a wrestler after all, they usually don't have to work for attention."

"Mom, you haven't even met him. Gosh, he's a great guy, and has not put any pressure on me to do anything. Weren't you the one who told me to not judge a book by its cover? Just keep your mind open, cause you're meeting him soon."

"Well, yes. I never thought that you would listen to me though. Anyway, how are you doing?" My mom asked, changing the subject. Gosh, I hate when she does that.

"I'm fine. I love the whole wrestling thing. It's so much fun!"

"Yea, I've watched on Thursdays. Don't you think that you come off a little slutty on TV?"

"Oh my gosh, mom! Do you have to criticize every thing about my profession? I mean, it's all an act! I know that you don't approve of wrestling, but get over it already! I am happy, and I love going to work everyday. Can you go one minute without nit-picking every aspect of my life? I'm still a virgin, I'm still a Christian, and I don't feel like I'm doing anything wrong! Get over it!!" I yelled into the phone.

"I'm just trying to help you! Watch your tone with me young lady!" My mom yelled back into the phone.

"You know what? I'm done with this. You wonder why I left home so quickly? Well go look in the mirror, and there's your answer! I can never do anything right with you! Bye, I'll see you in two months, if you can get off your high horse long enough to be PROUD of your daughter! Tell dad that I said hi, and tell Nana that I'll call her later. Bye mom." I said as I snapped my phone shut. The nerve of her! She is always finding something wrong in everything that I do! Then she puts me on a guilt trip and I end up apologizing, FOR NOTHING! She'll probably be calling later, so I guess I should go and try to enjoy what's left of my night. I grabbed my bag and went to go find John. He was sitting in the hall, waiting for me.

"John, I'm ready. Let's go." I said as I started walking down the hall, towards the exit.

"I take it you and your mom got in a fight again? Please tell me that it wasn't over me again." John replied as he caught up to me.

"Fine, I won't. She has issues, she'll change her mind once she meets you though. It's not just you, it's the whole wrestling thing. She doesn't approve. Anyways, where do you want to eat? I'm starving!"

"Let's just stop at a McDonald's. I'm pretty tired, and wouldn't mind going back to the hotel to relax." John answered as he threw our bags in the rental car. We had flown to Oklahoma, I was a wreck for that flight. I really hate flying! I feel sorry for John, he had to work really hard to keep me calm, and I finally was able to fall asleep on the plane, five minutes before we landed! John pulled out of the arena parking lot, and drove around the city looking for a McDonald's. I flipped on the radio, and found a radio station playing some rap. Nelly's new song, "My place," was on, and I like that song, so I left it on.
"Oh, we get to listen to the good music today?" John asked, with a grin on his face.

"Yea, I like this song!" I said as I laid my head back on the seat. My mind started wandering to the psychos. I hadn't heard much from them, and I was beginning to get a little nervous. I closed my eyes, and drifted off to sleep.

Sara's Dream:
"You should've known that we would eventually get you." Haley said to me as David held my arms.

"Please, just let me go! What did I do to you?" I screamed.

"You don't know? Oh well, now you'll never know!" Haley said as she forced a gun into my hands.
"What are you doing?" I asked, afraid of the answer.

"Well, we have gloves on. Your fingerprints are on the gun, so no one will know that you didn't kill yourself. Great plan, ain't it?" Haley said, as a sick grin spread across her face.

"I thought of this, by the way!" David added in. It was then I saw John lying on the floor, shot and bleeding to death. "Oh yea, you'll be the one suspected of killing your boyfriend! I swear, I'm a genius!"

"Please, not John! No God, please! I don't want to die!" I screamed. Haley and David both stared at me, ad then I heard a gunshot and screamed.

End Dream:

"Sara, wake up!" John said, shaking my shoulders.

"Oh God, oh my God! It was just a dream, oh God." I said as I tried to stop breathing so hard.

"Are you ok? You muttered something, and then started screaming." John said, with a concerned look on his face.

"Yea, I'm ok. Just a nightmare. Hey, we're back at the hotel." I said, as I adjusted in the seat.

"Yea, I couldn't find a McDonald's so I just gave up. I stopped at a gas station and picked up some junk food, it should hold us over for the night." John said as he jumped out of the car. "Are you sure you're ok, you look a little pale."

"I think I just need to lie down. They killed me, but made it look like I killed myself. It was so real!" I said, as I slid out of the car.

"Wow, that's weird! I'm glad it was just a dream. Come on, let's get inside. It's starting to rain, and it looks like a storm's coming."

"Whoa, that is a evil looking sky. I hope it doesn't storm, I'm a little scared of them. Nothing major, but I just don't like thunder." I said, as I gazed at the lightning show above us.

"Ok, I want to catch the weather report, I mean, we are in Oklahoma, it is tornado central!" John said as he opened the door, and threw our bags on the floor. I tried to force a smile, but deep down was petrified. Tornados? Those can kill you! Oh man, I was not going to get any sleep tonight! I walked into the room, and plopped down on my bed. I was already in a pair of pajama pants, and had a tank top on. I was hot, so I decide to sleep in my sports bra and pants. I got up and brushed my teeth, and then went back to my bed. I pulled the covers around me, and tried to ignore the thunder and the weather report. Maybe if I fall asleep before the storm gets major, I will be able to sleep through it. I rolled over, and saw John sitting on the bed, taking his shirt off. Gosh, this was torture! He crawled into his bead, with only his boxers on, and listened to the weather report.

"Well folks, we are going to have quite a loud night. Severe thunderstorms will be in our area for the rest of tonight, and most of tomorrow. Don't plan on getting much sleep, because many counties are under a tornado warning..." was all the weatherman said before John turned the volume down on the TV.

"Good night Sara. I'm leaving the TV on just in case we get a tornado warning." John said as he rolled over to face me.

"Night John. I'll see you in the morning. Wake me up if we have to take cover in the bathroom." I said, trying to make myself loosen up.

"Ok, I'll do that." John replied, as he shut his eyes. A few minutes later, I heard John snoring softly. Not fair, he is already asleep, and I'm lying here terrified of a storm. The thunder got louder, and I'm sure the walls shook with each BOOM! I practically jumped out of bed, and then focused on the TV. The county right next to us had a Tornado warning, and had three touchdowns reported. Wonderful, we're next! I rolled over, and put the pillow over my head, trying to block out the noise. A loud crash of thunder made me fall out of bed, and I just missed cracking my head on the nightstand. Good grief, this was ridiculous. I sat up on the floor, and pulled my blanket and pillow down to the floor. Maybe this would be better for sleeping.

"Babe, what are you doing on the floor?" John mumbled as he sat up and rubbed his eyes.

"Oh, I'm just chilling. No, I fell out of bed. This storm is crazy!" I said, as I sat up, once again.

"Well, good luck!" John said as he laughed and rolled over again. I lied on the floor, and listened to the thunder, wide-eyed and awake. I looked at the TV, and we still didn't have a Tornado warning. I sat back up, and leaned against my bed. Why the heck am I lying on a hotel floor? Ew, I wonder how dirty it is down here? I looked up at John, and then looked back at my bed. I don't think John would mind if I joined him, I mean, we're adults, I can sleep with someone without having sex with them. I threw my pillow and blanket back on the bed, and got up and crawled into bed with John. Ok, this was a little better. Thunder shook our room, and I moved closer to John.

"Sara, what are you doing?" John asked me as he turned to face me.

"John, I am so afraid of thunder storms. I'm freaked out right now! Sorry, the floor was really uncomfortable."

"Whatever. I could care less where you sleep. You're afraid of storms? They are nothing! Just ignore it!" John said, trying to calm me down. There was another loud crash, and I buried my head in John's chest. He just chuckled, and wrapped his arms around me.

"It's not funny John!" I said as I looked up at him.

"Maybe not to you!" John laughed, as he held me tighter. I kicked him, and turned my back towards him.

"Hey, don't be that way! Ok, It's not funny!"

"No, its NOT!" I said, as I pulled the covers over my head. Will this storm just get finished already? John ducked down under the covers, and pulled me closer to him.

"I think I know how to get your mind off the storm!" John said, with a mischievous grin on his face. I just rolled my eyes, and stared at him. John moved closer to me, and then leaned down and gave me a kiss. I eagerly kissed back, yea, this definitely got the storm off my mind! We made out for a little while, until John was on top of me, caressing my body with his hands. I honestly didn't care, because my hands were wandering too! I felt John's hands begin to pull down my pajama bottoms, and I responded by moving my hands to the rim of his boxers. Suddenly, I realized what I was about to do when a siren started blaring.

"John, no! I'm sorry, I can't do this. Remember, no sex till marriage. What's that noise?" I gasped as I moved out from under him.

"I'm sorry Sara. I just got a little carried away. I don't want you to give it up to me, in a Oklahoma hotel. You have your beliefs, I respect that. It makes you even sexier!"

"It's not all your fault, I was just as bad. Is that a tornado siren?"

"Oh shit, it is!" John said as he jumped out of bed. We both looked at the TV, and saw the warning for our county. Then they said that a tornado had been spotted in the town that we were staying in.

I looked at John, petrified. "John, what are we going to do? The tornado is coming right towards us!"

"I uh, get in the bathroom, bring the blankets and pillows, put on one of my jerseys, and I'll be right there. You don't want to be wearing just a pair of pajama pants and a sports bra. I'll be right in, I want to see the tornado!" John said as he threw on a pair of pants and a shirt.

"No way, I'm staying with you. I kind of want to see a tornado too!" I said, throwing on one of his jerseys.

"Whatever you say, lets go!" John said as he wrapped an arm around me. I wrapped my arms around his waist, and hung on for dear life. We opened the door, and it was really dark outside. I looked around, and then saw the tornado. It was a few miles away, and looked like it was headed right for us!

"John, I'm scared!" I yelled, so he could hear me.

"I am too. Ok, I've seen a tornado, let's get in the bathroom!" John said as he pulled me back into the room. We grabbed the pillows and blankets, and then ran into the bathroom. I got into the tub, and then John jumped on top of me, and covered us with the blankets.

"Why are you on top?"

"Well, I've watched Storm Stories before. If the tornado hits, I want to cover you, to protect you. I don't want the debris to hit you, and hurt you. That's why. If anyone's gonna get hurt, it's gonna be ME!" John said, as he peered out from under the blankets.

"Aw, that's really sweet of you. You think that it'll hit us? I mean my dad said that he sat on his front porch in Dallas and watched a tornado two blocks away from his house with his brother when he was younger. It missed his house and the neighbors, but destroyed everything else."

"Let's hope so." John replied, with a terrified look on his face. The lights in the bathroom went off, and I knew right then that we had lost power. We both laid there in silence, praying. We could hear the tornado, and I knew right then that we were going to get hit by it. I grabbed on to John, and he clung on to me, and together we waited and listened. There was a deafening crack, and it sounded like a train was running right next to us. I heard windows start to break, and then started screaming. The door flew open in the bathroom, and soon my screaming couldn't be heard. John had a death grip on me, and I had my nails dug into his shirt. I could hear things crashing outside, and then a few minutes later, everything was silent. I opened my eyes, and stared at John. We both sat up, and looked around. The bathroom was pretty much intact, with a tree branch and busted window. We walked out, and the walked into the room. One of the beds was missing, and the front half of the room was gone. I looked outside, and the rental car was lodged in the second floor of the hotel. This didn't look too good. John walked in front of me, and then stopped dead in his tracks.

"What is it?" I asked as I walked next to him. He didn't have to answer, because I looked out, and saw what had him speechless. The hotel was completely destroyed, and only our room, the lobby, and the rooms next to and above us were still standing.

"Oh my God!" I said as my mouth dropped open.

"Yea, we were lucky. Some one upstairs was looking out for us, that's for sure." John said as he put an arm around me.

"Yes, we are Very lucky John. This is crazy! Let me get my camera!" I said as I turned around and found my bag, right where I had left it. I pulled out a camera, and started snapping pictures. I wanted this to show everyone, because I doubt that they'd believe us without proof. Thank you Lord!

John's POV:

This was crazy! I mean, a tornado destroying the hotel, but missing our room and a few others? Maybe it was a sign or something. I looked down at Sara, and saw her busy snapping pictures of the wreckage.

"Sara, come here, I want to ask you something."

"What sweetie?" she asked as she walked back over to me.

"Well, since SmackDown is going to be in Las Vegas in two days, uh, I was thinking that maybe we could, um, get married?" I asked her, hoping that I wasn't being an idiot and rushing into something. Sara just stared at me, with her mouth hanging open.

"Sara King, will you marry me?" I asked again, hoping to get a response.

"Uh, I, well, yes, I mean no, wait, uhm..."

A/N: hehehe! Gotta love the late night energy drinks! They just make me goofy! Yea, John proposed, and they've only been dating for a month! I wonder what Sara will say? Now I may sound weird, but I do seriously want to get married in Las Vegas! Well let me know if y'all think she should say yes or no. I'm undecided right now, and could use some feedback! Peace Y'all!