Disclaimer: Still not mine.. Sadly, this is true.

Spoilers/Summary: All in the previous chapters

Notes: I'm sorry for taking so long.. I confess that I am really reluctant to end this story, but I think it's had a good run. I really have no plans for a sequel to this, but I do have stories in progress with this pairing and upcoming stories that will have this pairing. Anyway, I'll save my real rambling for the last chapter. I hope you enjoy this one!

xoxox

The next morning, Lita half expected to wake up to the sight of Dawn, Jeff, Chris and Victoria hovering over her. But, as she opened her eyes, all she was met with a shirt accompanied by the rise and fall of a chest. Red locks were fanned messily over the shirt, hazel orbs glancing upwards to see the peaceful face of the still sleeping pillow. His arms were locked around her waist, while one of her hands had found it's way to his shoulder with the other resting on his side. Of course, Lita could have just used the other bed in the hotel room, but.. They had fallen asleep watching a movie. Granted, they hadn't fallen asleep in this exact position, but for the time being she was comfortable. And even if she wanted to move yet, she wouldn't be able to since the grip around her waist would prevent her from moving without waking him up. So, rather than do that, the redheaded Diva observed her still sleeping companion. Lita soon found out she wouldn't have too long to wait for John to wake up.

One blue eye opened, "Mornin'.. I'm guessin' they ain't back yet?"

"Unless they're all piled underneath the blankets on that bed, underneath that bed or in the bathroom?" Lita half shrugged, "They aren't in here but I'm not sure about next door."

He yawned broadly, "So that'd mean they're somewhere in Myrtle Beach wearin' what they had on last night or they're next door."

"Yeah.. So we can check next door or wait around here for them to get back." The Diva yawned, "I really don't care either way."

"Whateva," he yawned again, one arm relenting from her waist to stretch outwards. "I don' think they coulda gone very far."

"Probably not, but that still doesn't mean I can't plot their doom." Lita smiled crookedly, "I'm comfortable and in a way I'm thankful.. But, they have a lot of nerve." She paused for thought, "Or I should say, Dawn has a lot of nerve."

The West Newbury native raised an eyebrow, "Why jus' Dawn?"

The Diva smirked, "Because I have a very good feeling that our good friend Dawn was the one who orchestrated this."

"More than likely," he seemingly agreed. "But, they all participated so all the blame ain't on Dawn."

"Not entirely," she conceded easily, "but most of the blame is on her.. This just seems like one of those 'Dawn' things to do."

John chuckled softly, "Yeah I'd agree with ya there.. I can't say I'm surprised though."

Lita snorted, "I'm not surprised in the slightest, actually.." she trailed off then absently flicking away a stray strand of hair. "But, as comfortable as I am.. I need to use the facilities."

"I ain't stopping ya," the dark haired wrestler fully relented his hold on her waist. "You're free to move."

Lita rolled her eyes, "You're such a dork, you know that?"

John raised an eyebrow, a hand closing over her wrist. "So we're back to name callin' huh? An' after last night too..

"I fell asleep on you, watching a movie.." the redhead interrupted shortly. "Now would you mind letting go of my wrist?"

Blue eyes glinted mischievously, "Apologize an' I'll let ya go."

"I don't think so," she raised an eyebrow, "Just let go of my wrist and we'll be fine."

"I don' think so.." He drew her further back, "You apologize an' then I'll let ya go."

She poked him in the chest, "You are infuriating.. All I want to do is go to the bathroom."

John smirked, "An' I ain't gonna stop ya.. I jus want my apology."

"No," she replied flatly, "stop acting like a child and let go."

"Ya know, it's only two words, would ya like some help?" The dark haired wrestler smirked at the annoyed look she tossed him, "I'll help ya: I apologize."

She mimicked him in response, rolling her eyes before making another reply. "You want an apology? Here's your apology: Bite me."

He shrugged, drawing her closer to him. "If you insist," were the last words that came from him before he did in fact bite her.

"Why you!" Lita squeaked out indignantly, a scathing look sent over her shoulder. "That wasn't an invitation, Cena."

"Actually," he tapped the small red mark on her lower neck. "You told me to….several times, I might add."

She regarded him incredulously, "That doesn't mean a damn thing."

John smirked, "Oh come on now.. You tell me to bite ya, I don' know how many times over the past what.. Three days now? An' each an' every time, I ain't done a thing."

"So why start now, hmm?"

"It seemed like a good idea."

"It seemed like a good idea," she echoed sardonically. "Well, I don't think so."

"An' you're entitled to your opinion," he stated casually. "But really now, Lita, lets looks at the facts here. I coulda done this before, but I didn' an--"

"And I suppose that counts for something?" She interrupted, an eyebrow raising then. "For the record, it doesn't." Lita tossed her hair over her shoulder, "I'll get you back for this."

John made an open gesture with his arms, "I don' see nothing stopping ya.. Bring it on."

Lita crossed her arms over her chest, purposefully looking away. "Maybe I don't feel like it right now."

He rolled his eyes, "I really don' see what the big deal is over a little red mark. It ain't the end of the world."

"No it's not," she stated almost too calmly, the Diva turning so she was facing him. "But it still doesn't make it fair."

"Who said anything 'bout bein' fair?" John snorted, "If there's anyone to blame for this, it's all you.. You were the one who--"

"Said 'bite me', yes I know."

"I wasn't gonna say that," he raised an eyebrow, "I was gonna say you started all this back at the hotel in Fayetteville."

She raised an eyebrow, "I wasn't the one who suggested we take a little road trip to Myrtle Beach."

John shook his head, "Now if we goin' back that far? You were the one who wanted to leave, so don' even try an--"

Lita interrupted him again, not by words, but by returning the favor so to speak. A smug smile forming on her features, "You were saying?"

"Did I ask ya to bite me?" The dark haired wrestler sent a look down to the small red mark on his neck. "I'll admit, the thought crossed my mind an' all, but--"

She rolled her eyes, scooting off of the bed then. "Don't finish that thought." Lita paused to grab one of the pillows from the other bed, tossing it at him before she dashed to the bathroom.

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While John and Lita were arguing or otherwise, Dawn Marie was doing her best to listen via the connecting door. True enough, yes, the four had left the hotel premises for a little while.. Making their way to the cars to pick up what spare clothes they did leave in there. So, while they had been out exploring Myrtle Beach a little bit more, they hadn't been in their beachwear. Thankfully so, since it had gotten a bit chilly that night. Not cold enough to where they would've needed winter jackets, but cold enough that they couldn't go running around in bikinis and swim trunks. And once the four had changed into more suitable attire, they had returned to the beach. The length of said stay, had been determined by the brunette Diva, Dawn wanting to wait a good amount of time before she deemed it safe to return to the hotel.

Chris sent a look to the brunette, "Dawn.. When can I get out of here and get into my own hotel room, huh? I'd really like to shower."

"When its safe," Dawn responded crisply. "Trust me Chris, Li isn't going to be happy with any of us when one of us decides to move from this hotel room."

The blonde haired man snorted, "She wouldn't have any reason to be pissed of it weren't for you and one of your 'genius' plans."

She stuck out her tongue, "Well it worked and honestly, I didn't mean for it to go that far.. I just wanted to give them a chance to talk."

Victoria snorted from her spot on the bed, "Just talk? Dawn, if that's all you wanted, you could've just said something. We didn't need to leave the hotel completely."

"Yeah," Jeff spoke up from his spot in one of the chairs, "An' wasn't it you're jus' wantin' for John to 'jus talk' to her that lead us here in the first place?"

Dawn raised an eyebrow, "I never suggested they go to Myrtle Beach and for the record, I never even suggested they leave Sanford."

"Whatever," Chris rolled his shoulders. "All I want to do is shower, get changed and get something to eat."

"Here, here," Jeff voiced his agreement. "I really don' care what we end up doin' today, I jus' wanna change and eat."

Dawn rolled her eyes, "And we will.. Just give it another hour or so and--"

"Another hour?" Victoria echoed in disbelief, "Dawn.. We've already been waiting an hour and I agree with the guys, I'm hungry."

"Oh relax," the brunette tossed her hair over her shoulders, "I just want to make sure it's safe to face Lita and then we'll go eat."

Jeff snorted, "It won't be safe to face her an' you know it. All thanks to you, Li'll probably be pissed at all of us."

"No, she won't." Dawn promised easily, "from what I've heard she'll be most pissed off at me. And I was expecting that, so I'll take full blame."

Chris nodded, "Don't worry.. We planned on placing all the blame on you anyway. We were not accomplices in this crazy plan of yours, we were just dragged along."

"Exactly," Victoria shook her head. "Honestly Dawn, I don't see why you went through all of that trouble, plus dragged us along when--"

"Shh!" Dawn hissed from her spot at the connecting door. "They're talking again."

The raven haired Diva rolled her eyes, reaching back to grab a pillow before tossing at the brunette. "I'm sure they've figured out we're in here Dawn."

Dawn tossed the pillow back, "Well if they haven't yet, they probably figured it out now."

"Good," Chris moved from his spot on the other bed, "that means I can go over there, take a shower and get dressed."

"I don't think so," Dawn moved so she was blocking the connecting door. "No one is leaving this hotel room yet."

Jeff raised an eyebrow, "Is that so? You forget that I have the other key card, don' ya?" He hopped out of the chair, "You jus' watch me go on over there."

"You mean you had the other key card," Dawn smiled smugly, "I'm not really ready to face Lita's wrath yet, so we are all staying put."

"Oh for goodness sakes," Victoria moved from the bed, another pillow in hand. "I'll get that keycard, even if I have to wrestle you for it. We all know Lita's going to be mad, so you might as well get it over with."

Jeff nodded, "Face the facts an' listen to the pleas of the hungry.. We don' care if you ain't ready, we wanna eat."

Chris retreated back to the bed to grab two pillows, "Just step aside and let us go.. No more pillows will be tossed."

The brunette shook her head, "If I face her anger, I face it with all of you there.. Less chance that she'll try to kill me."

Jeff smirked, "If you don' move, I'll prolly be helping her. You don' get between a person and their breakfast."

"Traitor," Dawn picked up the pillow that Victoria had thrown already. "I still say we should wait. There's plenty of time for you two to get changed."

"Not the point, Dawn." Victoria held up the other pillow, "We're all hungry.. So just move and you won't get hurt."

The New Jersey native shook her head defiantly, "No way, José."

"Then you asked for it," Chris tossed one of the pillows as he spoke, "this is war!"

xoxox

From the other hotel room, John and Lita listened on…a pile of pillows at their feet, squirt guns in hand. Of course, they couldn't do anything just yet, due to the fact that the connecting door was locked from the other side. Still, they waited for the opportune moment.. Said moment being the minute that connecting door opened. It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out that Dawn's chances of holding the 'defenses' were good. In fact, the odds were completely against her. But, that didn't seem to deter the brunette Diva from trying anyway. And as such, John and Lita continued to wait for the moment, the two deciding that Chris, Jeff and Victoria would be immune from any 'attack'. It took another five minutes before the door was finally opened, Dawn receiving a pillow to the back of her head at that exact moment.

"This isn't fair," Dawn bemoaned to the others. "It's all of you against me."

Lita snorted, "Well that's just too bad, now isn't it? Though I must give you some credit here, Dawn.. You have a lot of guts."

"Maybe," Victoria shrugged as she whacked the brunette in the arm, "Either that or she's a glutton for punishment."

"Alright, alright.. I'm sorry!" Dawn held up her hands in defense, "I'm sorry for leaving you two here and I'm sorry for dragging you three with me."

The redhead eyed her doubtfully, "Somehow I get the feeling this won't be the last time you pull something like that. But I would like to request that you not."

Dawn sent her a look, "I'll try not to.. I just wanted to give you two some time to--"

"Sort things out?" Lita suggested as she set down the pillow. "And we did.. I appreciate the gesture, but not the way you went about it." Hazel eyes softened a touch, "Dawn.. I don't know how many times I've asked you to just stay out."

"I know Li and I am sorry.." the brunette replied honestly. "But, I shouldn't have to use anymore of my back up plans, right?"

Lita rolled her eyes, "No you won't have to use any of your numerous back up plans.. Like I said, we sorted things out."

"So?" Dawn eyed the two expectantly, "What's going on?"

"Well, if you've been eavesdroppin' like usual.." John wrapped his arms around the redhead's waist, drawing her back to his chest. "Then you should know already.. An' don' even try an' tell me you ain't been eavesdroppin'."

Dawn shrugged, "I was.. But, I'd still like some verbal confirmation here."

The redhead sighed, "Since you insist and I know you won't leave either one of us alone.. We're going to give it a shot, see if it works out. If it does, it does.. And if it doesn't, we have this weekend."

Dawn beamed, "Well I'm happy to hear that and I don't have any doubts that it won't work."

Jeff shook his head, "Lord help us.. Dawn's already pickin' out a dress for the weddin'."

"I am not," the New Jersey native protested instantly, "I do have to pick one out for Lillian and Shawn's wedding but that's not for another--"

"Does this mean I can go shower and change now?" Chris shot the brunette an irritated look. "I would like to have breakfast sometime this century."

Lita and John stepped aside, the blonde man finally entering his own hotel room.

"Dawn.." the redhead eyed her curiously, "Just for sake of asking.. How many backup plans did you have?"

"A few," she replied vaguely, "but those all called for us to be back with the rosters."

John just shook his head, "Jus' try an' be a little more merciful on the next people you decide look good together. I don' know if anyone else would be able to put up with the shit you pull."

Lita nodded, "That's for damn sure.." she trailed off, turning in the embrace then. "I should probably get dressed.. I'm sure Jeff's hungry by now.."

"An' he is," the Cameron native finally moved towards the connecting door. "I was jus' waitin' for bossy here to give the word that it was safe to leave."

Lita turned slightly, to send her friend a sympathetic look, "I'm sorry for any pain that she may have caused you, Jeff."

He shrugged, "It's alright.. She can make it up to me an' the rest of us by buyin' us all some breakfast."

Victoria grinned, "Now that sounds like a good idea to me." A pointed look was sent to the redhead, "Which means the sooner you dislodge yourself, the sooner we can get moving."

"I was getting to it," Lita stuck out her tongue before turning her attention back to John. "So, if you'd kindly let go--"

He raised an eyebrow, "You still owe me that apology."

She snorted, "Like hell I'm apologizing. "

John feigned hurt, "Fine.. Be like that then.." he released her slowly, "Jus' don' think I'm gonna forget."

The redhead rolled her eyes in response, perching slightly on tiptoe to claim a kiss. And from behind the two, Jeff was still waiting, so he could move into his hotel room. Eventually though, the Cameron native gave up…brushing past the two instead. Of course, he paused in his tracks, noting the redhead's chosen sleeping attire. But, rather than comment on it, he let it go.. Both due to the fact that he didn't really care that she had borrowed his shirt and shorts and because she really wasn't capable of carrying on a conversation. Their moment, however, would soon be interrupted as Victoria was growing ever impatient to leave the hotel in search of food. It was with a few words from the raven haired woman that the two parted, the connecting door shut so the Diva's could dress in private.