Title: Without Regrets

Rating: PG- 13

Main Pairing: Lita/John Cena

Disclaimer: If you recognize it, I don't own it.

Spoilers: None

Summary: When things starting taking their toll on Lita- will John Cena be enough to help her forget? Or will she look back with regrets?

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Following the trip on the roller coaster, the two set off in the direction of the haunted house. Granted, they didn't know what time it was, but if Jeff, Chris, Victoria and Dawn were there- they'd run into them now. But, as they neared closer to the attraction, they saw no signs of their friends. That lead to another discussion on what ride to try next; the two eventually heading off to one of the water rides for a bit. And try as she might, the redheaded Diva was caught staring on more than one occasion. Not that she wasn't the only guilty of doing so, but still. As it were, his shirts and her tank top were now stashed in one of the lockers, the two waiting along with the rest of the ride goers in the never ending line.

"Crap," Lita frowned, tugging on the ends of her ponytail. "I left the sunscreen in the car."

"So?"

"So? It's afternoon, the sun is high overhead.." the redheaded Diva made a face, "I really don't feel like walking around looking like a lobster."

He shrugged it off, "Big deal .. It's just your shoulders anyway. And don't even think 'bout askin' me to get sunscreen."

She rolled her eyes, "I wasn't going to, smart ass. Just sayin'.. we're both gonna end up pretty burnt-"

"If we walk around like this the rest of the day," he rolled his eyes, "So don't sweat it."

A bubbly, blonde behind the pair giggled. "You can borrow mine if you want."

To Lita, the intent was not lost. "Yeah I guess you're right.. What's one ride anyway?"

"Unless you wanna walk around like this the rest of the day," John shrugged, "Which if you want to, I ain't gonna complain."

A tube of sunscreen was thrust in the West Newbury native's face. "Here- borrow mine.. Keep it if you want to."

A slim eyebrow rose, Lita waving off the sunscreen. "Thanks for the offer honey, but really.. We're fine."

The blonde woman frowned just slightly, "But look.. You're already starting to burn." a fake nail reached out, grazing slowly over John's collarbone. "See?"

He rolled his shoulders, shifting his weight back on one foot. "It's prolly just a rash or something."

"Oh well," the blonde woman smiled, licking her lips then. "I have a first aid kit in my bag.."

"Of course you do," Lita muttered under breath, the Diva jamming her hands in her back pockets.

"Just a sec." the blonde winked to the wrestler, turning her attention away from the pair for a moment.

John raised an eyebrow at the redhead, "If I didn't know any better.. I'd say your jealous."

Lita scoffed, "And just why would I be jealous?"

"Well, unless you're directin' that evil eye at me?" He glanced around quickly, a smirk playing on his lips. "Or did the railin' do something to ya?"

Lita rolled her eyes, "I'm not jealous."

"Here it is!" the blonde proclaimed with a bright smile, "I still think it looks like a sunburn though."

John gave the woman a skeptical look, "We really ain't been standin' here long.."

"Yes but-"

"An' besides, if I had a sunburn.." he paused, yanking the redhead in front of him. "Wouldn't she?"

"Well I suppose-"

John nodded, resting a hand on the Diva's shoulder; his fingertips grazing over her collarbone. He rested his chin on her opposite shoulder then, an arm banding around her waist. "I don't see any sunburn there."

Face flustered, the blonde woman nodded. "Yeah, I guess there's not.."

With another nod, he turned them back around so they were facing the right direction.

"You can let go of me anytime now.."

"I was goin' to, chill."

She rolled her eyes, "Was that really necessary?"

"It got her off our backs, didn't it?"

The redhead snorted, "More like off your back."

An eyebrow raised at that, "For someone who says she wasn't jealous.."

"I wasn't."

John merely shook his head, standing behind her a moment longer. "You're cute when your jealous."

Lita rolled her shoulders, her arms swinging freely by her sides. "Yeah .. Whatever."

"Ah ha!" He smirked, "So you're admittin' you were jealous."

She rolled her eyes, the line moving an inch. "I'm not admittin' to shit, 'cos I wasn't jealous."

"Not that I can blame you or nothing.. I mean hell, just last Summerslam, Randy said I was one of the best looking superstars in the WWE."

She crossed her arms over her chest, "Look, even if I was jealous -which I wasn't- I have nothing to be jealous over."

He raised an eyebrow, "You callin' me ugly?"

"Oh for goodness sakes," she let out an impatient sigh, "We aren't together, so why would I be jealous? Now, if say you were my boyfriend? Sure, I might have a reason to be jealous- but you're not."

"Point taken."

"I do gotta wonder though," she raised an eyebrow, "A rash?"

He cracked a sheepish smile, "Well it ain't a total lie.. My chest is still red in a certain spot, 'coz someone pinched my nipple."

She removed her sunglasses, "Well, like I said earlier.. You deserved that one."

"For what?" he scoffed, removing his own sunglasses. "What did I do to you- that caused you to perform bodily acts of harm on me?"

"Simple," she rolled her eyes, "I warned you to keep your trap shut, you chose not to."

"You got a short temper, ya know that?"

"So I've been told."

"You're violent-"

"Only when necessary."

"An' you got jealous earlier.. For no reason."

The line moved another inch. "I was not jealous."

"Uh huh, sure you weren't."

"I'll pinch you again."

"Do that, an' I'll pinch you back."

She raised an eyebrow, "You wouldn't dare."

He smirked, "Try me."

She stuck out her tongue, the two falling silent as the line moved several inches forwards.

"You lose your nerve or something? Or is that silence you admittin' that you were jealous."

She placed one hand on her hip, the other reaching out to pinch him. "For the last time Cena- I was not jealous."

He rolled his eyes, "Ya know.. I should be thankful you didn't pinch my nipple again. But, you still pinched me."

"So?" She crossed her arms, "What are you gonna do about it?"

One of his hands reached out to pinch her backside.

She let out an indignant squeak, "What the hell was that for?"

He smirked, "That was payback for the nipple."

"Jerk.. I'll get you back for that."

He scoffed, "You want some? Come get some."

She snorted, "Oh please.. What are you gonna do? Pinch me again?"

He shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, moving closer to the redhead. "Maybe I will, maybe I won't.. why? What are you gonna do about it?"

"Just forget about it alright?" she waited a beat before adding: "And for the record.. I was not jealous."

"Of course you weren't.." he nodded solemnly, his hands clasped behind his back. "You weren't jealous at all."

"I wasn't."

One hand reached out, slapping her squarely on her ass. "That was for pinchin' me the second time."

Her eyes narrowed, "You have some nerve, you know that?"

…….

He merely smirked, the two falling silent for a moment as the line started to move again. They were still a few feet away from the ride platform, which in turn meant a few more moments of childlike antics between the two. At any rate, John and Lita were blissfully unawares that their friends had arrived at the park already. Not that they knew that yet- but that's what their friends had planned for anyway.

Dawn Marie snickered, passing the binoculars back to Jeff. "He just slapped her ass."

Victoria snorted, the four watching safely from a bench. "You're joking right?"

"Nope," the brunette tossed her hair over her shoulder, "He pinched her ass a couple minutes ago."

Jeff shook his head, lowering the binoculars then, "She just returned the favor."

"She pinched him?"

"Nope, she slapped him."

Chris rolled his eyes as the three, "Don't you think we should make our presence known instead of spying on them?"

Dawn batted her lashes innocently, "Now where's the fun in that?"

"Duh, we were supposed to be meeting them here anyway."

"And we still are," the New Jersey native shrugged, "it's just.. They look so peaceful."

"Yeah, if you can call that peaceful." Victoria rolled her eyes as she handed the binoculars back over to Jeff. "They're acting like teenagers."

"Which is all the more reason we should leave them alone for a bit," Dawn reasoned then. "I mean, come on.. I know you all saw it too."

Chris raised an eyebrow, "Saw what?"

"At the engagement party?" Dawn let out a huff, "Li was fine until Matt and Trish showed up. After that, she went out of her way to avoid everyone."

"Not that she would've told anyone that," Victoria mentioned wryly, "but yeah.. It was pretty obvious. She really looked uncomfortable."

Chris rubbed his forearm in thought, "So that's why you sent John over there to talk to her."

The brunette Diva nodded in confirmation, "Precisely. Just for the simple fact that Li is Li. "

"So, what makes you so sure she talked to John?"

The raven haired woman shrugged, "We don't know that for sure.. But at least she's looking a lot better than she was yesterday."

"And besides, the main reason for John talking to her yesterday- was so Li could get her mind off of other things."

"Which, she obviously did."

Jeff snorted, "Yeah.. By borrowin' my car."

Victoria raised an eyebrow, "Well you were just a wee bit drunk yesterday."

Jeff made a face, "Not the point.. She coulda taken her own damn car."

"Well yes, that's true.."

"Awwww.." Dawn squealed happily, "They're holding hands!" she tsk'd then, "What I wouldn't give for a camera right now."

"I have mine," Victoria dug through the backpack that Jeff was sporting, "It zooms in pretty close so-"

"Thanks!" Dawn beamed, trading off the binoculars for the camera. "They look sooo cute!"

Chris let out a low sigh, "If I get sunburned because of this.."

"Would you just relax?" Dawn huffed, pressing a button on the camera. "We'll meet up with them after they get off this water ride."

Jeff opened his mouth to respond, but was cut off when his stomach growled. "Can we get something to eat first? I'm starved."

The blonde man's stomach growled in agreement. "Here here, there has to be something edible around."

"Just one more shot.."

"Oh my god!" Victoria squealed, "They almost kissed!"

"I know!" Dawn set down the camera, "If it wasn't for that blonde bimbo from before.. Then they would have, I know it."

"Hello? Starving people. Let's get a move on ladies."

Victoria rolled her eyes, slipping the binoculars back in the backpack. "Fine fine.. We're going."

"Women." Chris rolled his eyes, the four retreating from their spot to search for food.

…………

Lita wrung out her slightly damp hair, she and John making their way to the lockers to collect their discarded clothing. And after they had secured their clothes, the redhead tucked the photograph from the ride camera in her pocket. Why they had gotten one- she didn't really know. But they had, and with that out of the way; they set off to satisfy their grumbling stomachs. For his part, John was still shirtless while Lita's tank top was draped over her arm. Again, she didn't really know why- but they had. All the same, the two walked through the amusement park until they reached their destination.

"You know," she sent him a sideways glance, "We ate when we got to Myrtle.. And that was a pretty big lunch, if I do recall. Plus, the pretzels at the mall.. And the slushies and-"

"So?" He shrugged his shoulders, "It's hot.. I want some ice cream."

"And? We just went on a water ride."

"Your point? Woman, I'll have you know.. Spending this much time around someone like you? Huh, you're a piece of work, that's all I'll say 'bout that.."

She scoffed, "I am not."

"Yes you are," with a smirk, he fished out his wallet. "You want ice cream or not? Remember, while we're here.. I'm buyin'."

"I know that," her shoulders lifted in a shrug, hazel orbs scanning the menu. "Just tryin' to decide what I want."

He nodded then, "I wonder what time it is."

She shrugged, finally deciding on her order. "I want a chocolate, vanilla twist…with sprinkles."

"You havin' fun?"

Lita blinked, "Where'd that come from?"

John shrugged, placing their orders then. "Just wonderin' that's all."

"Well," she chewed thoughtfully on her lower lip, "Even if you did pinch me-"

"That was payback."

"And even if you did slap me."

"Again- that was payback."

She rolled her eyes, "Yeah.. I guess I am havin' fun."

He raised an eyebrow, "You guess?"

Lita jammed her hands in her pockets as he took the ice cream. "I am, alright?"

"Good," he grinned handing the ice cream over to her. "Cos' you're a lot easier to put up with, when you ain't actin' all uptight an' shit."

She raised an eyebrow, quipping sarcastically, "Or when I'm being 'jealous' right?"

"Ahh, so you do admit you were jealous."

She snorted, taking a bite of her ice cream. "Yeah, you keep telling yourself that."

He smirked, "Are you blushin?"

"Just shut up."

"You are, aren't ya."

"Say that again- and you'll be wearin' this ice cream."

"Alright fine.. Geeze." he rolled his eyes, "but come on.. You ain't gonna sit there an' tell me that you weren't just the tiniest bit jealous."

She huffed, "You make it sound like it's a life or death issue or something."

"Naw," he took a bite of his own ice cream, "Just curious that's all."

"Then you can stay curious.. Cos' I wasn't jealous."

"Not even the teeniest, tiniest bit?"

She raised an eyebrow, "You are so close to wearin' this ice cream, you know that?"

He reached out a hand, snatching the ice cream from her quickly. "You were sayin'?"

"Jerk, give me that back."

"I will," he waited a beat, "just answer the question."

She sighed, "You are such a pain in the ass, you know that right?"

"So I've been told." He smirked, "Now you gonna answer the question or not? Cos' your ice cream is startin' to melt."

"Well that'd be a problem for you, now wouldn't it?"

"Why you gotta be so stubborn?"

She grinned impishly, "One of my many good qualities."

He raised a disbelieving eyebrow, "Good qualities my ass.. Answer the question."

"Buy me a cotton candy."

He rolled his eyes, "Fine.. I'll buy ya a cotton candy.. Now answer."

"Alright.. For sake of the cotton candy," she expelled an over dramatic sigh, snatching her ice cream back then. "I was a teensy, minutely, so small that it doesn't even really count.." she held out her index finger and thumb, indicating said amount, "that much jealous."

"I knew it." He smirked, taking another bite of his ice cream. "Now was that so hard to admit to?"

She rolled her eyes, "I still don't see why it makes such a difference."

He shrugged, taking another bite before he tossed the melting ice cream in a nearby trash can. "So, how 'bout that cotton candy?"

The redhead hesitated a moment before she also tossed the ice cream. "Wanna hit the arcade or something? Then head over to the haunted house?"

"Sure that works," he grinned extending a hand to the Diva. "Lets go."

Lita rolled her eyes, accepting the extended hand none the less, the two making their way over to the arcade. And not too far behind them; Dawn, Jeff, Victoria and Chris followed. The two males were currently carrying plates of pizza and fried dough, while the Diva's were toting along slushies. But, instead of following John and Lita, they opted to take a seat to enjoy their food. After all, they'd just meet up with them at the haunted house anyway.. And even if Dawn and Victoria wanted to spy, there was a more urgent priority at hand. Like getting the food on the plates into the waiting stomachs.