Chapter 14

A/N: Woohoo! I hope this has come earlier than my usual times… Usually on the weekends, I get them in quicker. No clue why… Anyways, I'd better start writing before it is late again. Oh, and this next part may cause the rating to rise- but I'll try not to make it happen like that. I'm sure I can phrase it a different way or whatever.

7:00 in the morning…

Seany woke up feeling better and a little more tired than she had felt lately. Even though she was once again staying in a hotel for the night, she felt oddly more relaxed and less stressed than she did before; but she couldn't put her finger on it. She noticed two things when she rolled over.

The first was that she had no clothes on.

The next was Chris lying next to her, peacefully sleeping in the same attire.

As if on cue, Chris lazily opened his eyes; his usual deep blue eyes staring back at her as he smiled, causingmemories from the night before flooding back into Seany's mind. "Hey beautiful." He whispered, putting his arm back around her and scooting closer to her as he kissed her softly.

Seany pulled back from the kiss, looking around the room in a panicky manner. "Chris, please tell me I dreamed this."

"It might as well have been." He answered, rolling over onto his back and resting both hands behind his head.

"Oh God… Chris, John was in the same room!"

Chris laughed lightly. "We got our own room, sweetheart."

"Don't call me that." Seany didn't mean for it to sound like it did, but it was her luck that Chris took it the wrong way. As soon as the words left her mouth, he was immediately hurt.

"Why not?"

"That's what my Dad calls me. I really don't want to think about him right now." Seany admitted. She didn't want to think about any of it- especially not Rebecca. It was as if she knew that the new baby that her step mom was having would replace her in some way, although she knew she shouldn't worry about it. She would have a new family by then- a new baby and a new husband; hopefully.

He took one arm from underneath his head, stroking her bare back gently. He paused for a moment to talk. "I'm sorry, I really…" Chris trailed off, obviously deciding not to even try. Seany shook her head, feeling as if for some reason she was about to burst into tears.

"No, it's not you, I just…" Seany forced herself to draw in an even breath, instantly calming her down. She really had to learn how to predict these mood swings- even if it would be impossible, she could at least try. "I'm so frustrated."

"Well- come 'ere." Chris replied, tugging on her arms gently to suggest that she lay back down. Just as reluctantly as she had the night in the recliner; Seany lay back down beside him, resting her head on his chest. "It's ok." He assured her, running his fingers carefully through her lightly tangled hair.

"I'm so confused Chris," She whispered, looking over at the sky blue painted wall.

"What about?" He replied curiously, although he had some thought as to what it might be.

"Just- everything. I hate it." She muttered, sighing to try and let all of it out. Slowly Chris left her hair alone, gently rubbing in circles on her mid-back as if he was giving her a light massage. It helped some; but she still couldn't get it off of her mind.

"Sex? You hated the sex? God, I thought it was pretty good myself; but clearly I've been wrong…" He half joked, half suggested what they do next. Hopefully she would get the hint; but Seany had been known before not to understand some of the simplest things when her mind was in other places.

"I couldn't really tell…" She replied, tracing nothing particular on his chest. "Maybe we should do it again to find out."

3 hours later…

For Seany, the 'early bird'; it had taken her a long time to get downstairs to breakfast with the other wrestlers. Especially John; whom had no clue what was going on, and why the other two hadn't arrived to meet with him yet- which was why he was relieved and barely angry when the couple greeted him in the private breakfast hall.

"My God, I haven't seen you two all day- and all I get when I finally do is a 'oh hi John'?" John asked as if he couldn't believe what was going on. "What were you two doing?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

Seany looked at him briefly as if to ask him if he had really asked that question. She opened her mouth to begin, but John had seemingly changed his mind. "Ok, ok- I don't wanna know. I get that babygirl." He raised his hands up innocently, putting them back down to pick up a piece of jellied toast off his plate and take a bite out of it. "How was it?"

"Alright, a look won't do this time." Seany answered, putting her palms down on the table and locking eyes with John. "Do you seriously want an answer; because you know I'll give one."

"Well…" John looked at the ceiling, rubbing his chin as if it were a tough decision. "Not really. But I was just curious if you think I'd be better."

"Maybe she and Bradshaw can compare notes later." Chris answered for her; finally catching up with Seany as he lazily fell into the chair beside her. Seany shrugged and sat down, pushing the conversation from her mind.

"Nah, she'd rather spend some quality time with me rather than some with JBL. I mean, please- Legend Killer vs. Calorie Consumer? Who would you rather sleep with?" Randy asked, sitting down with his plate, consisting of eggs and a glass of milk.

"Yeah, like I'd really let that happen. Let's see," Chris started, using his hands as if they were a scale. "Letting Seany spend time with a fat loser; or letting her spend time with a serial rapist." Chris raised his left hand about a foot higher than the other, the JBL loser side. "Oh, sorry Randy. Looks like she'll be talking with Bradshaw."

Seany rolled her eyes at the conversation. "Alright look you two- I talk to whoever I want to. If I want to talk to Randy, I'll talk to Randy." Seany began, a cocky grin appearing on Orton's face as he nodded slowly. "Although he doesn't have a chance." The lookdisappeared off of the young wrestler's face." And if I want to spend time with JBL, dammit, I will." She ended, forcing the argument to a close.

Randy and Chris both looked down at their plates, picking at their food. After a few momentsRandy boredly decided to speak, although he didn't lift his gaze from his meal.

"She's still gonna sleep with me."

On the plane…

"I'll sit beside you on one condition." Seany began, threateningly staring at John. Chris had been called into a meeting with Teddy Long, and the last person she was left with was John. Although by all means she could have sat beside Dave- but John always brought an electric blanket, since it was always freezing on the planes; as if it were a theatre.

They had spent the remainder of the day driving around and window shopping; burning the time before their night flight. Probably the only night flight they would have for a long time.

"What's that?" John asked, already plopping down on the middle seat. Yes, there were three seats to a row- a very unusual aspect for a plane. Seany made her best 'puppy-dog' face, making sure to add extra pout.

"I get to use the blanket." She practically begged, the goose bumps on her exposed skin backing up her statement. Hopefully it would add a dramatic effect to her act.

John laughed as he pulled the large piece of fabric out of his gym-bag-like suitcase. "Well yeah babygirl, but you can only use it on one condition." He added, unfolding it and looking for the power outlet.

"And what would that be?"

"We have to share it." John answered, finding the plug and sticking it in. He instantly wrapped himself in it, turning up the heat dial. After a few moments he looked up at her, patting the seat beside him. With a sigh she sat down, lifting up the arm rest between them and pulling the covers over her body too.

"Hey, is this the only seat..." Seany looked up at Demi, whom had just arrived looking down at her ticket. Lucky for them, this plane had three seats to a row. Weird, I know. Instantly John's hands shot out from underneath the blanket, his body moving as far away from Seany's as it could.

"I did not do anything, man… She came over here, begging me to-"

"Is that an electric blanket?" Demi asked, disregarding John's attempts to prove himself innocent. "Hey, this is the only seat open," Demi nodded to the seat on the other side of John. "So do you mind if-"

"Naw girl, c'mon." John slapped the cushion beside him, lifting up the arm rest as Demi made her way around their legs. She sat down beside the window, shivering and clearly as cold as Seany had been before. "Hey, girl- here, get warm." John smirked, handing her he corner of the blanket, which easily fit across the three people.

"Thanks," Demi replied, taking it in her hands and wrapping it around her body. It forced her to move closer to John, but he welcomed it. As if they had been given a choice.

"Alright ladies, you comfortable?" He asked cockily, pulling the two closer to him and putting an arm around each one. Seany promptly rested against his chest, pulling her legs closer to his so that they could keep warm. She crossed one leg over his as she pulled the blanket up to her chin.

Demi, on the other hand, was a lot more reluctant. She only moved as close as she had to- until she realized that it was safe for her to do the same as Seany was. Carefully she laid her head against his chest, pulling her legs closer to her body to keep her own heat circulating. John smiled and ran a hand through Demi's pale blonde hair.

"See girly, I won't bite." He laughed softly, running his hands down her side so that they were right above her hips. A lot more comfortable for him; and most likely for her too.

His words were the last Seany heard before she fell asleep. It was almost impossible to resist- the warm blanket, the warm body, and Seany couldn't stop it.

1 ½ hours later…

Seany's hazel eyes took a brief moment to focus before she could realize that she had awakened to darkness. She looked around, everyone was asleep and the small lights above every horizontal row were on. As she sat up off of John's chest, she felt him shift his weight; but much didn't change. Then she noticed the note taped to the back of the seat in front of her.

Hey baby,

I'm across the aisle, sorry I couldn't get out earlier.

Love you,

Chris

Seany smiled at it, lifting it off the chair. She turned her head to look across the aisle. Sure as the note said, the golden haired man was stretched out on the seats next to her. He had the whole row to himself, his hair hanging over the side of the aisle armrest because of his height. When she stood up the blanket fell off of her, and the crisp air touching her skin caused her to wake up.

It was warmer than before, which wasn't too bad for Seany. She stretched, smiling down at the two that she was about to leave in able to sleep beside Chris. When she heard the sound of something moving, she froze to see if she was the one making the noise of fabric against something. Yet it didn't stop, and Seany had to glance back down at John to understand what it was.

It was the cutest thing she had ever seen. It was obvious from how the covers were moving that John was gently rubbing Demi's arm; yet she couldn't tell if it was subconsciously or if he actually knew what he was doing. Yet it was still a precious sight to Seany, and she couldn't help but ruffle John's hair affectionately.

He opened his eyes and looked up at her, a weak smile forming on his face. "Hey," He whispered almost silently, raising his arm to Demi's shoulder, away from her sides that were slowly rising and falling as she slept. "Don't tell." He merely added, and a wide smile appeared on Seany's face as she nodded in return.

"Don't worry- I won't," She replied, leaning over and hugging his neck before turning and walking over to the other side of the aisle.

It hadn't been a day, and things had already changed drastically. Just yesterday she thought that Randy and Demi would make a cute couple- but God had she been wrong. John looked so much nicer; and not as much of a 'player' as Randy seemed to be.

Yet whatever happened, Seany would always be with Chris. She had realized that she did belong with him- or at least for then. She had been thinking how lucky she was just to be around the people that she was- to finally have a 'family' who loved her. She knew what it was like not to be loved; and it was a place that she never wanted to see again.