Chapter 16
A/N: Thanks guys for all the reviews! I'm really glad I got that one in on time… And I love all of the good things I'm hearing so far ! Anyways, I'd better start to write again… But thanks to everyone who's reading, and especially those who are reviewing. You guys are awesome!
Seany stood outside the wooden door of Theodore Long's office, nervously preparing herself to knock. If there was going to be a punishment for the two, she deserved it more than they did. If she had just kept her mouth shut and staid away from Jesse, none of this would have happened. Or so she thought.
"What the hell are you doing?"
Seany turned her head slightly, looking up at Randy. He was looking at her fist, which was only a few inches away from the door; no doubt frozen in the process of knocking. She grinned sheepishly, backing up a few steps.
"Just- nothing. Eavesdropping." She lied, yet it was partly the truth.
"Right. Well, if you wanna go in, you don't have to knock." Randy shrugged in reply, reaching over and turning the knob. It stopped, locked from the inside.
"Or maybe you do." Seany replied smartly.
"No, you don't." Randy replied, backing up a step. "Hey! T-diddy!" Randy gave a warning yell, backing up a few steps. With a powerful kick to near the knob he blew open the door, causing a jump in the room and Seany to let out a surprised squeal behind him.
It was an awkward pause, with John and Chris's eyes widened- including Seany, who was still praying that Randy didn't just do what she thought he did.
"What the hell playa!" Teddy yelled, yet it was as if it was something that he had done because he was trying to cover his surprise. "Well, you might as well come in then." He snapped, settling back down and sitting behind his desk. Randy nodded victoriously, leading the way for a reluctant and embarrassed Seany.
"Hey you guys." She said softly, waving briefly before taking a seat against the wall. Randy still had a cocky grin on his face, proud that he had busted down the general manager's door.
"You need a seat?" Teddy asked Seany, raising an eyebrow.
"Nah, I'm good." Randy answered, stretching as he looked at the ceiling. "What's up?"
"Well God, let's see how stupid we can get!" John rolled his eyes, starting to finally loosen up after the small outbreak that had happened no too long ago.
"Mr. Cena and Mr. Irvine have earned each other a week of vacation." Teddy answered Randy, leaning back in his chair after he finished scribbling down a few words on two separate pieces of paper, then handing one to each of the two men in front of him.
"What? I don't want or need a vacation." Chris protested angrily, scanning the words on the sheet of paper in his hands. "This is ridiculous."
"From my understanding playa, you got in a scrap with the staff. That's not how it works." Teddy explained calmly, eyeing the door briefly before turning his attention back to the other people in the room. The door wasn't broken, but was only barely hanging on its hinges.
"No, he is not staff for one. And for another, he tried to get in a 'scrap' with us." John defended instantly, crossing his arms.
"Well playas, all three of ya need to cool off. You have 4 unused weeks of vacation stacked up, and one of them will run out in about a month. So you're going to be on a paid vacation." Teddy responded, giving the two no room to argue.
"Oh yeah Chris, you have no reason to get a week off. Your pregnant fiancé's prenatal appointment has no value whatsoever." Randy rolled his eyes, adding on to Chris's earlier comment 20 beats too late.
"Shut up!" Chris yelled frustratingly, slapping the piece of paper against his leg. "God, I can't trust you with shit!"
"Both of you, just stoppit!" Seany raised her voice, upset at both of them. On one hand, Randy was being, in her book, out of line by just tossing the sensitive insult at Chris while he was vulnerable. Then on the other, Chris really had been acting as if he didn't care. But she couldn't expect him to be thinking about her every second of the day, right? "If you don't want to take me Chris, I can go on my own."
"No, it's just- I'm sorry, this is just so stupid." Chris answered, taking a deep breath to try and calm him self once more as he stood up. "Sorry." He apologized again in a softer, sweeter voice than only a few minutes before when he had been yelling at just about everyone in the room, wrapping his arms around her while he tried to let all of the built up frustration and anger go. "We need a break anyways."
"Wait a second playa," Teddy interrupted, now sitting straight up again. "You two are getting married? And she's pregnant?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. "Well then, congratulations- I can't wait to get my invitation."
"Aww; thanks Teddy." Seany smiled, glad that the tension in the room had slowly evaporated.
"Now that everything's been said and done, I have one very important announcement to make." Randy spoke up, looking around the chairs and floor as he searched from something. He stood up, now apparently unable to find what he had been looking for. "I left the camcorder in the hall."
15 minutes later…
"Just when I thought I had been through with you for the day…" Chris muttered, throwing a chair to the side as he desperately helped look for the tape. "You are the biggest idiot."
"Oh my God you guys." Seany paced back in forth, talking in a panicky voice. "What could have happened to it? What if someone accidentally picked it up?" She asked herself, turning as soon as she reached John's side and started to walk towards Chris and Randy.
"What if someone didn't accidentally pick it up?" John asked as he stood up, causing Seany to stop dead in her tracks. No doubt Jesse and his aunt would have noticed Randy taping their fight- and want to get John and Chris in as much trouble as possible. But what they wouldn't be counting on what they would find before the fight.
"What? What's wrong?" Chris asked, noticing the shocked look on his face.
"C'mon." Seany commanded, grabbing his wrist and walking towards the exit. "We're leaving, now."
"Where?" John asked quickly, stepping up his pace to catch up with them. "Where are we going?"
"Yeah! Where?" Randy asked, also following the trio. Seany stopped, almost causing a pile up in the near empty hall.
"You're staying. You need to find that camcorder." Seany commanded, and Randy didn't protest.
"Yeah, besides, you're not part of our clique."
Seany glared at John, but turned to continue down the hall. "C'mon then Randy." Seany called over her shoulder, half to piss John off and half because of the idea she had. She had an exact plan in mind; one that she knew was fool proof. Or at least at the time it was. "We're going to Nevada." She answered as soon as they were out of earshot of anyone.
"Nevada? Wait, wait, wait… I'll be right back." John turned on his heel, jogging down the other side of the hall.
"John!" Seany yelled in a distressed tone, wishing that she wasn't so anxious and stressed already.
"I'll be right back!" John yelled back over his shoulder, and Seany merely rolled her eyes. It would be another long flight.
12 hours later…
"Go to sleep."
Seany turned her head from the plane window, trying hard not to start to bite her fingernails. Of course she had been calm at first with the idea; but now that time was wearing away, and the time that her plan was going into effect was coming nearer, she felt the same nervous knot in her stomach like she had before she had told her father about her engagement.
Seany was getting married.
"It's seven in the morning; you can get some sleep- promise." He whispered, resting a hand on her knee and kissing the top of her slightly messed hair. When he spoke, it caused her attention to snap back to the 'real world'. "You've been awake forever."
"I know, I'm just nervous." Seany answered quietly, adjusting her position so that she was facing Chris. "I don't want him to hurt the baby."
"I know- he won't. He won't ever touch either of you again." Chris responded, moving his hand down her arm so he could hold her hand loosely. Seany would have never guessed that he was such a romantic.
"Ok." Seany replied, looking over the seat at a sleeping Randy behind them. "Where's John?" She asked, turning her attention back to her fiancé.
"He's across the aisle with Demi- Randy came over here about an hour ago." Chris answered, and Seany did remember. She hadn't been paying much attention to her surroundings after they had left the SmackDown show, but she did vaguely remember John returning with the woman. What was going on between the two?
1 hour later; the Las Vegas airport.
Seany flipped through a brochure, repeatedly tapping her foot against the floor.
"Explain to me again how this is going to help you." John asked boredly, looking up at Seany with his face resting on his hand. "I just don't get it."
"If I get married to Chris and have the baby, the baby is legally his." Seany answered, not looking up. It was about the 5th time that she had had to explain it to John- once to Chris, and how many times Randy had asked was anybody's guess.
"How the hell do you know that?"
"I have an uncanny way with laws." Seany replied, a smirk appearing on her face, although she had no clue what she was still doing conscious. She would have thought that by then she would have fainted, for some odd reason- probably just to ruin the wedding. "And I watch General Hospital."
"Speaking of hospitals, y'all should have Elvis marry you." John spoke up as Seany glanced across the room at Randy, whom was asleep in his chair against the wall. Seany smiled once more, afraid of what the answer would be to the question she was about to ask.
"What does that have to do with the hospital?"
"That's where I'll be when I bust a gut laughing at you guys if you actually do it." John answered, forcing a giggle out of Seany and a chuckle out of Chris, who was trying to get in a nap while he let Seany pick how they would be married.
"What?" Demi asked in a confused tone, just then awakening from the sleep that she had been catching on the plane and in the airport.
"We're deciding what kind of wedding I'm going to have." Seany answered, flipping another page and sighing. "It's hopeless… I can't pick one." Seany tossed the booklet at John, slumping back into her chair. "You pick one."
"Me?" John asked, not hesitating to open it and begin looking. It wasn't but a few seconds before he closed it with a devious grin on his face. "Alright, got one."
"Which one?" Seany asked, leaning over to look. But John refused to tell.
"You'll find out tonight."
"Tonight!" Seany snapped, grabbing for the brochure. Which she realized was stupid on her part, because he hadn't circled it or anything.
"Yeah, we need to plan ahead and get everything. Besides, you ladies need to have your time alone and me and Chris will go and pick out our crap." John explained, taking out his cell phone. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have a wedding to plan."
"Dumb ass." Chris muttered as John walked away, leaning forward to rest his elbows on his knees. "I guess we're splitting up then." He instantly sat up at the reaction of the shocked and appalled look on the two women's faces. "Until tonight, when we're getting married." He added, cutting himself innocent for the time being. He leaned over, kissing Seany softly. "See you tonight."
"I'm coming with you man." Randy groaned as he stretched, standing up beside Chris.
"Uh, no you're not." Chris answered, nodding towards the two women who were now sitting beside each other. "You're staying with them for 3 reasons. One, you need to protect them. Two, you're going to be a witness and that's just the same as being a girl. And three, you're not part of our clique anyways."
"Chris!" Seany protested, glaring at him softly. "I demand that you change the third reason, or else I'm boycotting our wedding." Chris smirked, although he knew that she wouldn't. She would kill for them to be able to have this wedding, and she wouldn't let it go over a stupid little insult.
"Fine, third… It's bad luck to see the bride before the wedding if you're a groom, and John's the wedding planner. That leaves you. Happy you three?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. Seany grinned and stood up, hugging him briefly.
"I love you Chris." She whispered, pushing off of his chest and nodding her head towards John.
"I love you too- and I know, he sucks." Chris laughed, kissing her once more before turning around and leaving. Seany turned back around and sat down, still not believing that she was where she was. It was as if it was a dream- and it was about to get better.
A/N: Weird, huh? In the next chapter: the wedding! What kind of wedding did Cena pick? Will the couple like it? And what will Shawn have to say about it? God, who knows. Just review and read the next chapter!