A/N: Yay, I'm almost to 100 reviews! Please keep reviewing people!!! Anywho, I sick, AGAIN! I swear I must have the worst immune system in the WORLD!! You know that "Killer Flu," that everyone's freaking out over? Well I got it! I got it last year too, funny though, I'm not dead, even though I have Asthma! Go figure! Well, here it goes, on with the story!

Shock

Sara's POV:

I had my head leaned against Randy's chest, still processing everything that the doctor had told me. John had gone into shock due to the extreme amount of blood lost, he went into heart failure during surgery; it's just so much to take in.

"Sara, what did the doctor say?" Randy slowly asked me, as if he was terrified to hear the answer.

"John was in shock for a while, which cause him to go into heart failure during surgery…" I began to say.

"Oh God, he can't be dead! That's my best friend, he was going to be a dad, and I can't believe this!" Randy wailed, as his eyes began to tear up.

"Randy, you didn't let me finish. He's not dead, he's not even in a coma! John pulled through! The bullet went straight through John, and missed his right lung by half an inch. The doctor was astounded; he's never seen anything like it. Said that John should've been dead hours ago, since he lost so much blood. Then the heart failure on top of it all, the doctor said that there is no medical explanation as to why he's alive, his only explanation was a pure miracle!" I told Randy, watching a smile spread across his face.

"Jesus woman, you about gave me a heart attack. I saw you come out of that room and I couldn't read the emotions on your face, then you started crying, and I'm so glad that he didn't die." Randy said, taking a deep breath.

"I was shocked, that's why I couldn't talk at first. He should've died, but he didn't! I don't even know what to say right now." I replied, sitting down.

"Are you going in to see him?" Randy asked me.

"Not right now. He's still knocked out by the anesthetics. I'm going sit here, and thank God for letting him stay here with me." I said, resting my head against the wall.

"I think I'm going to go find Torrie in the cafeteria. I'll be back." Randy said, as he walked away.

Three Hours Later

Well, the families should be getting here in the morning. Everyone had immediately bought plane tickets when I called. John still hadn't woken up yet, and I was getting impatient. Torrie, Randy, and I had been sitting in the waiting room trying to carry on conversations, but it wasn't working too well. I hadn't eaten anything that Torrie had brought back, knowing full well that I should be eating. Finally, Randy about shoved a little food down my throat telling me that John would be doing the same thing right now. I started laughing, because he was right! John always made sure that I ate right, took my vitamins, and got enough sleep. It was like living with my mother again, only ten times worse!

"Mrs. Cena," a nurse called out.

"That's me!" I said getting up.

"Your husbands awake now. He's asking for you." The nurse told me.

"Ok, I'll be back guys!" I told Randy and Torrie. I followed the nurse down a hallway, and then she pointed me to John's room. I went in, and shut the door behind me. The room was dark, and I could barely make out John's form.

"Sara, is that you?" John asked.

"Yea, it's me John." I answered, pulling a chair next to his bed and sitting down. "How you feeling?"

"I feel doped up. This stuff shouldn't be legal!" John replied, cracking a smile.

"You don't have to crack jokes John, you got hurt." I told him.

"I know I got hurt, but I can still try to find something funny out of all of this." John retorted.

"Alright. But really, how you feeling?" I asked again.

"Like I got run over by a truck, thrown off a 20 foot building, and then hit by a train." John answered.

"Wow, that's a lot of pain then." I replied. I still couldn't grasp the concept that he loved me enough to risk his life for mine. I knew that he loved me, otherwise we wouldn't have gotten married or would've been divorced by now, but still, that's a huge shocker. John had been shot, just for me.

"You got it. How's your arm doing?" John asked me, looking at my arm hanging in the sling.

"Just a little sore. I've had worse though."

"I seriously lost it when I heard your arm snap. I still can't believe that he was able to beat me in a fight though. Serious ego killer." John said.

"Baby, you had just been shot! I couldn't even believe that you were able to get up!" I replied, allowing a yawn to escape.

"You have been eating, right?" John asked, getting right back into mother hen mode.

"Yes, Randy practically shoved food down my throat. You have trained him well." I answered.

"Good. You look tired. You really should go back to the hotel and get some rest. I'll be fine." John said, taking my hand in his.

"I'm not leaving you just yet baby!" I replied.

"That's ok, I didn't want you to go just yet." John told me.

We sat there and talked for a few more minutes, then I laid my head down on his chest. I had made sure that I wasn't on the side that had been shot, but I still felt John's body grow rigid, so I quickly lifted my head up.

"Sorry!" I quickly said.

"No, it's not your fault. Why don't you try resting your head on my shoulder, that would probably be better." John suggested.

"Alright!" I replied, giving John a light kiss then laying my head on his shoulder.

John's POV:

Sara was asleep in a matter of minutes after she rested her head on my shoulder. It was relaxing just listening to her breath. I carefully placed my free hand on her stomach, trying not to wake her up. A huge smile appeared on my face when I felt my daughter kick against my hand. That feeling definitely didn't get old, at least for me. One of Sara's eyes fluttered open, and she picked up her head.

"I didn't mean to wake you up." I told her, my hand still resting on her stomach.

"You didn't, she did." Sara replied, pointing at her stomach.

"Oh, ok." I answered, moving myself gingerly so that I was sitting up more.

"You shouldn't be moving John." Sara said, fixing my pillow.

"I know, I needed some movement."

A nurse came in, and checked my IV and then left. She reminded Sara about the visiting hour policy on her way out. Sara just rolled her eyes and ignored her.

"Randy was actually crying earlier!" Sara informed me.

"Randy Orton, my Randy, crying? Whoa, that will definitely be used against him!" I replied, making Sara laugh.

"Be nice John, I was crying too." Sara added.

"You can cry, it's allowed, but Orton surprised me!"

"How did Orton surprise you?" Randy asked as he walked into the room.

"Sara was just telling me about the two of yours tear fest!" I said, watching Randy's reaction.

"Sara, I can't believe you told him that!" Randy replied, looking embarrassed.

"It slipped, sorry!" Sara answered, resting her head on my shoulder again.

"It's cool man, I won't tell…hell, y'all know that I'm going to hold that over your head for years man!" I laughed. Randy walked over towards my bed, not looking too amused.

"I thought you had died. Who knows, maybe they were tears of joy." Randy told me, beginning to smile. We all started laughing, until the nurse came back in.

"I'm sorry to break this all up, but you two are going to have to leave now. Our visiting hours are over."

Sara looked like she could breath fire, while Randy looked disappointed.

"Go on, you need to go to sleep anyways." I told Sara.

"I really don't want to go though." Sara whined.

"Randy, can you go back to the hotel with Sara, keep her company or something." I suggested.

"You're asking me to go to a hotel room with your wife? Hmmm, the possibilities!" Randy replied, his famous smirk on his face.

"Yea, and you know what I mean Orton. No funny business or I'm gonna have to hurt you once I get out of here." I said.

"I know, I know. Come on Sara, let's get out of here." Randy responded, walking towards the door.

"I'll be back in the morning baby. Oh yea, the families will be here too. I love you John." Sara said, bending down to kiss me. I placed my hand on the back of her head, deepening the kiss. I hope this doesn't get my heart rate up too high!

"Ahem." Randy said, breaking our kiss five minutes later.

"Damn you Orton! Bye Sara, I love you too." I said, changing my position again. I watched as Sara slowly walked out of the room behind Randy. She blew me a kiss from the doorway, and then walked out.

A/N: I can't believe that some of you actually thought that I could kill off John! Sorry to have scared y'all like that, but it was fun! Thanks for reading folks! Anyways, the next chapter will be pretty dull. Have a nice day/night! Peace Out Y'all!