Disclaimer: I only own those you don't recognize, like Krista, Rick, Steven and Eliza.
Notes: See previous chapters. I personally think this chapter sucks and it pained to me to write...well you'll see. Go on and read and review! Thanks guys! Flashbacks are in italic.
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Chapter Three
A young woman walked through the doors of the large hospital. She gently pulled a shy looking 4 year old in front of her. The little girls' black hair falling over her face.
"Now Kristina I want you on your best behavior." the woman said gently as she knelt down before the child. Big brown eyes stared back at her as Kristina nodded shortly.
"These people are going to help you." the woman said with a bright smile as she took the four year old into her arms, and continued walking till they reached the elevators. "They're going to make sure that you stay with mommy forever."
"I'm scared..." the little girl whispered as she cuddled deeper into her mothers' embrace. "Mommy I don't wanna to see the scary people again." She whimpered as two people dressed in white coats walked off the elevator.
The woman shook her head. "You have nothing to be afraid of. Miss. Laura is a good friend of mommy and Laura has something to help take the illness away forever." She told the child comfortingly as she stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for the 7th floor.
Her daughter tried to sit still, but couldn't stop herself from squirming. She didn't like the hospital at all. Not since the time her daddy died. He had been in a hospital similar to the one she was currently in, but they couldn't help him and the man had died at such a young age.
The elevator dinged indicating their arrival to the desired floor. Kristina stiffened as the door slowly opened. "There really is nothing to worry about honey." Her mother said moving a strand of dark red hair behind her ear.
Amy sat patiently in the waiting room with the others. Lisa sat beside her leaning against Chris. They were waiting as the doctor took to stitching up the wound on the young girls head. Travis leaned his head back against the wall.
They had been waiting for what seemed like forever now in total silence. Shane had tried to cheer the silent group up only for him to be silenced when Amy and Lisa had arrived. Stacy's head rested on the green haired mans' shoulder as she watched the others.
"Ahem." The girls jumped at the sudden sound. "Travis Tomko?"
The burly man stood up from his seat. "That's me. How's the girl?"
The doctor smiled as she pushed her glass up slightly on her nose. "She is just fine. She is a lucky one, from the impact she had she could have be killed." At the fallen expressions on everyone's faces the doctor continued, "But she didn't. You all should be happy. However she has a concussion. When she wakes we'd like to keep her here for two days. There are some tests we'd like to perform before we let her go."
"Excuse me?" Amy said as she stood up to stand beside Travis. "Tests? What else is wrong with her?"
The doctor quickly shook her head, "Nothing is wrong but the child has some..."
"Excuse me doctor...but the girl. She's waking up."
The doctor quickly turned on her heel. "What? That's impossible. She should still be out for a few more hours."
The nurse walked closer to the group. "She appears to be in a dream state. The child keeps muttering for her father."
Just as the nurse finished her statement the elevator doors opened to reveal Dave Batista with a disgruntled looking John Cena. They could hear the ending of the conversation the two had obviously been having while on their way to the hospital.
"You can't take it that hard. Everyone makes mistakes."
"Man she could have seriously gotten hurt and you're still tellin' me that it ain't my fault." John growled back, looking down at the floor.
The doctor approached them before anyone could say a word. "I'm assuming your the father. Come with me please." She stated as she motioned for John to follow her. Without a word, John followed the commands of the doctor and followed ignoring the glares he received from a certain redhead as they passed.
The doctor stood outside of Kristina's hospital room John standing in front of her as she spoke.
"Mr. Cena, she just woke from surgery, which I find to be quite the miracle with the fall she took she should still be out. But it is wonderful that she is awake. I suggest you just talk to her softly and slowly if she hasn't fallen back asleep. I'll be back in 10 minutes."
John simply nodded before he grasped the golden knob and turned it. The door pushed open and he headed in. The little dark haired girl rested quietly, big brown eyes taking in her surroundings. Her head snapped towards the door as it had opened and a smile appeared on her tired face.
"Daddy!" She exclaimed as John closed the door behind him.
The brown haired wrestler sighed, he still didn't quiet understand why this little girl had such an attraction to him, Amy or Travis. She never left their sides for too long with the exception of what had happened earlier that night. He just found it odd that she never addressed him by his first name only daddy. Maybe it was just him. He shrugged off the feeling and took a sit beside the hospital bed.
"Hey baby girl, how ya feelin'?" He asked with one of his trademark smiles.
Kristina frowned and mumbled, "My head hurts."
The smile left John's face. "I'm sorry Kristi. I shouldn't have left ya alone like that. If I had just waited a bit then you wouldn't be here."
She offered him a small smile. "You don't have to be sorry daddy. I just wanted to help mommy that scary guy was gonna hurt her. She needed someone to help her."
John shook his head. Sometimes the way she talked frightened him. She seemed older then just a little seven girl old.
"Baby girl..."
"Can we go home?" She interrupted before he could continue.
His hand reaching out and gently ruffled her hair. "I don't see why not babe. I'm sure once the doc comes back she'll let us take you home."
Kristina smiled and the two soon fell into a happy conversation as the little girl seemed to know about John's discomfort with the situation he had placed her in. She didn't want him to feel bad, in her mind he did nothing wrong.
The duo were so engrossed in their conversation that they both failed to notice the slowly opening window. Two figures stood just outside the now open window and glanced in.
"This is going to be a problem, Steven." The shorter of the two said.
"Rick, shut up. No it isn't we just simply make sure he's taken care of and take the girl."
Rick nodded slowly as he waited for his companion to climb in through the window before following him in. The two silently stood still listening to the conversation between John and Kristina. Both men remembering their instructions. It was a simply kidnap mission. Take the girl and leave no witnesses, which was exactly what they were going to do.
However, what they weren't counting on was for the young girl to turn her attention away from her current father figure and to the two black dressed men. Brown eyes grew wide as she screamed loudly. John quickly trying to get the young girl to calm down. He followed her gaze, looking behind him only to be met with a solid punch to the jaw. With a groan John stood up in a hurry, only for a lead pipe to be slammed into his gut.
John took a deep breath before he fell to his knees clenching his stomach. Kristina yelling for them not to touch him. Rick grabbed a handful of the dark haired superstars hair, a sick smirk appearing on his face as he pointing a gun at John's temple.
Steven grabbed the screaming girl before she had the chance to leave the bed. "Stop playing and kill him already!" His hand covering the girls' cries.
Rick nodded, "Night night pretty boy." Just as he was about to pull the trigger, rapidly approaching shoes were heard from the other side of the closed hospital room.
"What the hell is he doing to her!" A female's voice was heard.
"Dammit." Steven cursed. "Forget it, we'll come back and finish him later. Knock him out and let's go."
Rick nodded and in a flash the butt of the gun he held came clashing down onto the forehead of the Champion. A gash opening as John was let go and fell face first to the floor. A small pool of blood already forming around him, while the two kidnappers made their escape with their prize in hand.
Two hours later, blue eyes opened. John blinked to try and rid himself of the grogginess he was currently feeling. His hand coming up to rub his eyes. All the young champion could register was that he was lying down on a bed and why that was, was beyond him. Current events came rushing back to him and he sat up quickly. A little too quickly if you asked him. His eyes shut and with a groan, John fell back onto the pillow a massive headache forming.
"Oh God, you're okay!" He heard Amy state from beside him.
Slowly he reopened his eyes and glanced to his left. "What the fuck happened?"
Amy bit her lower lip. "I was kind of hoping you'd tell me."
John blinked as the diva slid onto the bed and hugged him. "What was that for?"
"You had me worried." She admitted and sighed. "As much as I don't want to I have to say I'm sorry for being a bitch before and we'll talk about that later."
She returned to the seat she had been occupying. John glancing around and noting she was the only one in the room.
"Where's everyone?"
"In the waiting room. Travis should be coming in soon to check up."
"You're up."
"Speak of the devil."
Travis rolled his eyes. "How are you feeling?"
"I'm ok but my head hurts. Some jackasses in ski masks came and took Kristina." John stated before anyone could question him.
Amy blinked, "What?"
"Ya heard me. We were just sittin' here and talkin' and all that shit and all of a sudden she started screamin'. I didn't know what was wrong till I turned around and saw these two guys. They cheap shot me." John grumbled. "The fuckin' bastards."
Travis leaned against the wall, his arms crossed. "Two guys came in a stole a little girl?"
"God my fuckin' head hurts." John mumbled as he sat up only to be pushed back down.
"They apparently hit you with something. It knocked you out John"
"What ya talkin' 'bout?"
"You've been out for two hours, idiot." Travis replied before Amy could.
John's eyes widened. "Serious?"
Both nodded. John blinked and frowned deeply.
"That means they got far wit' her."
Amy frowned, "We hope not. We called the cops after we found you on the floor and Kristina missing. Their looking for her and Shane and Stacy are out there as well."
John nodded. Still not in the least bit happy over what had happened. He protested again when the doctor came in to check on him. Instructing him to take it easy with the stitches that were in his head. When he snapped he didn't care about any fucking stitches and was sent two warning glares that shut him up. The doctor left after giving the redhead pain killers for the refusing champion. Travis, Amy and John then discussing what was gonna happen next with the disappearance of little girl who managed to capture their hearts.