Disclaimer: I don't own Eddie Guerrero, Chavo Guerrero, John Cena, Rey Mysterio, John Bradshaw Layfield, Orlando Jordan, Doug Basham, or Danny Basham. I do however own Leticia, Alexander, and Gabriella. There will be some Spanish spoken dialogue in this story every now and then when Leticia and Gabriella are talking to each other and don't want others to know what is being said. You might also see it when Leticia is mad. I know some people put the translation at the bottom of the chapter. Mine will be right next to it. Also I am not 100 that my translations are correct. I got my stuff translated off of a website. So if it's not right, I'm sorry. Also the names I picked to go from show to show in the draft are just ones I picked. The only one I know for sure at this moment is John going over to RAW.
Chapter 4In Atlanta, Mark and Randy noticed Leticia staring at her phone and watched as the smile on her face grew.
"Leticia when was the last time you slept?"
"Around those creeps?"
Mark and Randy looked at her and then shared a look.
"Come on. If I know my friend he's on his way here."
Leticia nodded and followed Mark upstairs. He handed her a shirt and a pair of pajama pants. You can stay in this guest room. It's got a bathroom in it. So you go ahead and take a shower and then get some rest."
Leticia nodded and gave Mark a hug.
"Thanks Mark."
Meanwhile at a hotel in Atlanta, JBL and the rest of the cabinet were questioning Doug.
"What do you mean she got away?"
"All I know was I left her tied up to the chair right outside my dressing room. When I got out she was gone."
"Dammit."
"Boss it's not the end of the world. Why were even still holding her? Cena ain't even on Smackdown anymore."
JBL looked at Orlando Jordan and glared.
"Yeah but Cena wanted her. I was holding something he wanted and I wasn't giving it back until I got what I wanted back from him."
The rest of the cabinet nodded before going into their own rooms. Doug took the piece of paper out of his pocket and looked at it again.
Doug – Thanks for everything you've done to make this not as bad as it could've been. I will owe you big time and I always pay up. Stay safe.
Leticia
Doug smiled, tore the small note into tiny pieces of paper, and threw the pieces into the trashcan in his room.
Six hours later, John stepped off his plane and got into his rental car. He quickly drove over to Mark's and knocked on the door. He smiled as he saw Mark's son, Marcus, open the door.
"Uncle John!"
John smiled and picked up the small child. He walked into the living room and saw Randy and Mark sitting on the couches.
"She's in the room you normally stay in."
John nodded, set Marcus down, and walked upstairs. When he opened the door he saw Leticia sleeping in the bed. He noticed somehow during her nap she had thrown the covers off of her. She was wearing a T-shirt of his Mark must have given her and he noticed a pair of his pajama pants sitting on the floor. He took off his shoes, socks, and hat and laid down in the bed next to her. He ran his fingers through her hair and over her face softly and slowly. Leticia smiled and slowly opened her eyes. When she saw John tears immediately entered her eyes.
"John…"
John smiled and pulled her into his arms.
"God baby girl…"
Leticia let him hold her and comfort her as she cried.
"I missed you so much baby girl. God I didn't know where you were or how to get you back. I didn't know anything except Chavo telling me you were ok every now and then."
"Yeah Doug actually let me call Chavo every now and then just to let him know I was ok."
"Basham?"
"Yeah. He actually took care of me. He would listen to JBL's orders of keeping me tied up until JBL would leave or we'd leave and then untie me. He made it not so bad."
"Not so bad? Leticia they kidnapped you and you've been held hostage for a fuckin month. How can that be not so bad? What did you do to make him ignore JBL?"
Leticia pulled away from John in shock and disgust.
"Biselo creo usted pensaría que le engañaría en usted idiota estúpido cómo podría usted creer eso? Le odio no me hablo siempre otra vez vete a la mierda gatito. (I can't believe you would think I would cheat on you. You stupid idiot. How could you believe that? I hate you. Don't ever talk to me again. Fuck you pussy.)"
John looked at her standing on the other side of the room pacing in front of the window. He didn't know what she had just yelled at him, but he knew if it was in Spanish, she was pissed. He walked over to her, and sat on the window seat.
"Ok I don't know what you just said. Baby I'm sorry at what I was suggesting. Its just God it just disgusts me to think of the possibility of them doing anything or thinking about doing anything to you. I'm sorry I'm not handling this right."
Leticia went and stood in front of John pulling him into her arms. She kissed the top of John's head when he placed it against her abdomen. She started to run her fingers through his hair as best as she could when he wrapped his arms around her waist.
"Come here mami."
Leticia followed John over to the bed and sat on his lap. She wrapped her arms around his neck and placed her cheek on his shoulder.
"Le falté bebé. (I missed you baby.)"
John smiled and nuzzled her neck.
"What's that mean?"
"I missed you baby. Te quiero. (I love you.)"
"I love you too mami."
Leticia pulled away from him in surprise.
"Oh I had Gabriella teach me a few things."
Leticia smiled and kissed him. When John felt her lips touch his, he didn't hesitate to deepen the kiss. When she began to place kisses along his neck and jaw line, he decided to use some of the stuff Gabriella had taught him.
"Usted tiene mi corazón. (You have my heart.)"
Leticia looked at him and smiled as he wiped the new tears from her cheeks. She had a pretty good idea what else Gabriella had taught him.
"Le doy las cosas más importantes yo que le doy mi corazón, a la mente, al cuerpo, y al alma. (I give you the most important things to me. I give you my heart, mind, body, and soul.)"
"Deseo hacerle amor. (I want to make love to you.)"
Leticia nodded and let John lean her down and let him show her how much he loved her. Later that night, everyone was sitting in the living room. The guys were discussing what to do about JBL.
"Um guys…"
John turned to look at Leticia.
"Yeah baby girl?"
"Do you even know why he kept me this long?"
When she saw the guys shake their heads no she continued.
"John think about it. You beat him at Wrestlemania and took his title. He hasn't gotten it back since you've taken it. You had something he wanted…"
"And he had what I wanted."
"Give the man a prize boys. I think genius here figured it out."
John looked at Leticia and smirked. He brought his mouth right next to her hear.
"Usted quisiera que me azotaran? (Do you want to be spanked?)"
"Sí papí."
John looked at her and shook his head. He shifted a little in his seat. Leticia smirked and placed her mouth next to his ear.
"Le deseo papí. (I want you daddy.)"
John groaned and then remembered something else Gabriella had taught him. He turned to her.
"Tenga muchacha de la paciencia. (Have patience girl.)"
"Tengo paciencia. (I have patience.)"
"Mentiroso. (Liar.)"
Leticia looked at John and just wanted to hit him. She then looked at her cell phone and dialed a familiar number.
"Está esto realmente quién pienso que es? (Is this really who I think it is?)"
"Sí."
"Leticia! Agradezca a dios que usted es aceptable. (Thank God you are okay.) Dónde está usted? (Where are you?)"
"Con John, Randy, y la Mark en la casa de la Mark en Atlanta. (With John, Randy, and Mark at Mark's house in Atlanta.)"
Leticia smiled as her friend sighed in happiness.
"Usted es muchacha tan muerta. (You are so dead girl.)"
"Por qué? (Why?)"
"Voy tan a golpear su asno con el pie para enseñar el español de John. (I am so going to kick your ass for teaching John Spanish.)"
Leticia heard her friend laughing and had to smile.
"Te quiero Gabriella."
"Te quiero Leticia."
Leticia hung up her cell phone and noticed all three men looking at her.
"Qué?…shit sorry what."
Mark looked at Leticia and then looked at John.
"Does she always do that?"