Disclaimer: I only own Amanda. Everyone else is owned by their respectful person, or Vince McMahon. Heather however, owns Gavin.

A/N: Sorry about the long delay in updating. I started doing something weird with this fic, and it has taken me awhile to get back to working on this chapter. Anyways, hope you all like it, and enjoy.

Chapter 20

By 1:00 that afternoon, almost the entire WWE roster had been to the hospital to check on Tyson and Jamie. There were a few noticeable absentees, but with the current situation, nobody said too much. Amanda and Rae were sitting in the waiting room with Jamie, after everyone had left, to go back over to the arena.

"Manda, what am I going to do if he does die? Or if he doesn't wake up?" Jamie asked, her voice hoarse from all the crying she had done the last 12 hours.

"Jamie, listen to me. Tyson is not going to die. He's going to wake up from this coma, and you two are going to finally be together, just like you always should have been. Why don't you go on back and sit with him? Rae and I have to get over to the arena now, but as soon as Randy's match is done, I'll be back over." Amanda said, leaning over and giving Jamie a hug.

"Yeah, I have to stay with Dave's girls while the show is going on. Apparently they've never really watched the show, so he's kinda worried that they may freak out a bit. I'll be back as soon as Mania is over with though." Rae said giving Jamie a hug as well, as soon as Amanda moved out of the way.

"Alright, well tell the guys I said good luck again, and tell Chica good luck for me. Don't want to see the transvestite end up with the title." Jamie said, laughing a bit. "I guess I'll go on back now, I'll see you later." She finished, before heading to the Intensive Care Unit where Tyson was being kept under observation.

Staples Center

Amanda was sitting in Randy's locker room, waiting for him to get back from his match. Knowing the outcome already, she didn't pay much attention to the ending, and let her thoughts travel back to the night before. She kept beating herself up for even agreeing to dance with that guy. 'What the hell was I thinking? I'm sure with the way I looked in that dress, and then dancing with him like that, I was just screaming to have something like that happen. If it wasn't him, it would have been someone else.' Amanda was so lost in her thoughts, that she never heard Randy come into the locker room.

"Hey beautiful." Randy said walking up behind Amanda, and placing a kiss on her cheek. When Amanda felt Randy lean down and kiss her, it caused her to jump in shock.

"Oh, hey honey. That was a great match out there." Amanda answered, turning around and hugging him. The fact that he was all sweaty didn't seem to faze her, all she wanted was to feel his arms around her. It was as if she knew she would be safe, as long as she was in his arms.

"Sweetie, what's wrong? Why'd you nearly jump out of your skin when I came in?" Randy asked, feeling her entire body shake when he wrapped his arms around her.

"It was nothing. I was just thinking, and I didn't hear you come in, and I guess it just startled me." Amanda replied, lying to him for the second time that day. Not wanting to tell him that she was freaked out about that guy, and what had happened. 'No, that will just show that I'm weak, and make me look like I'm totally dependant on him.' She thought to herself, before backing out of his arms.

"If you say so dear." Randy said, looking directly into her eyes. "I'm going to go get a quick shower. Then I figured we could head over to the hospital and check on Jamie and Tyson. Stephanie knows that we're leaving, so it's all cleared with the bosses to leave early." Randy said, knowing there was more to what Amanda had said to him, then she was letting on. Not wanting to press the issue, knowing that being on the receiving end of her wrath in a public place, would not be the best thing for them or the company.

"Okay, that's fine. I'll just start getting our stuff together." Amanda said, walking over to their bags, and throwing everything in them.

WWE Championship match

"Cena avoids the clothesline from hell, from JBL. Oh my God Cole, Cena has him set up for the F-U." Tazz yelled into his headset microphone, as they were calling the Smackdown main event for Wrestlemania.

"Yeah Tazz, if Cena can hit this, we could have a new WWE Champion." Michael Cole responded, his voice hoarse from calling that nights action. Wrestlemania is the one Pay Per View event that can cause all the announcers to lose their voices. As soon as Michael Cole said those words, John hit the F-U on JBL, and covered him for the pin. You could hear the crowd counting along with the referee. "1. 2. 3." The crowd erupted into cheers, as John was handed the WWE Title.

"Way to go Cena." Kelsey yelled from her seat, having decided once his match started it'd be best to hand Gavin to her dad, that way, she wouldn't be hitting him, or get excited like she is now, and jump up and drop the poor kid. The ring announcer Tony Chimel could be heard saying what John had been waiting for 28 years to hear.

"Your winner, and the NEW WWE Champion. John Cena." He yelled into the microphone, as the Staples Center erupted into another thunderous ovation.

"Hey mom, I'm gonna take Gavin back to Heather now. Looks like he's about to conk out any second." Kelsey said, looking over at the almost asleep boy in her dad's lap.

"Alright sweetie, just hurry up, and make sure you tell them congratulations for us." Kim said, before helping Kelsey gather Gavin and his things to take him backstage to Heather and John.

Rae and Dave's girls

"So your dad tells me that you've not really watched wrestling that much before. What do you think of it so far?" Rae asked, sitting next to Kaitlynn.

"Well, me personally, I don't get it. I mean, I respect what they're all doing, but how can you enjoy getting the crap beat out of you every night? Although, seein some of these guys in those tights and stuff, makes it almost enjoyable to watch." Kaitlynn giggled, smiling at the thought of Shelton Benjamin, Rey Mysterio, and Randy in their hot wrestling gear. "Hey Rae, you think you could introduce me to Randy Orton?" Kaitlynn asked, looking up at her fathers' girlfriend.

"Well, he is I guess, dating one of my best friends, so yeah, it shouldn't be too hard. What do you think of all this Nicole?" Rae asked, turning to look at Dave's youngest.

"Why is there so much blood? I thought this was all supposed to be fake or whatever?" Nicole answered, panicking at the thought of her dad getting seriously hurt. "I don't want to watch anymore Rae. Can't they just like end this now? I mean, what happens if daddy gets hurt real bad? Why'd he have us come out here to see this? At least at home, I could turn it off right now." Nicole said, tears in her eyes.

"Nicole, sweetie. I can't promise that your dad isn't going to get hurt. It's just the nature of the beast. I can tell you that whatever happens out in that ring is totally scripted, and that Gonzo won't do anything to jeopardize the future of this company. I mean, he is married to the CEO's daughter. He'd get his as…butt chewed out for even thinking about legitimately hurting your dad." Rae was quick to say, when she noticed that Kaitlynn was getting into the same mind set as her little sister. Before Rae could say anymore, the girls heard Batista's music start playing once again, and looked up and saw that he was being awarded the World Heavyweight Championship.

"Woohoo, Dad won. How much longer is he going to be out there?" Kaitlynn asked Rae, wanting to make sure for herself that her dad was alright.

"Well, he'll be out there for a few minutes posing for the fans, so they can get pictures of him. He shouldn't be but maybe another 5-10 minutes." Rae answered, still unable to get over how his daughters never really saw a wrestling match before. True to Rae's word, about 10 minutes later, Dave walked into the locker room, worn out, but in one piece.

"Daddy. Dad." Nicole, and Kaitlynn both yelled at the same time, launching themselves into his arms.

"Are you okay? He didn't hurt you too bad did he?" Kaitlynn asked, looking her father directly in the eye, knowing he couldn't lie to her like that.

"Princess, I'm fine. Just a little sore, but that comes with any match, regardless if the opponent is Randy Orton, HHH, or Spike Dudley." Dave said, reassuring his eldest daughter.

"Then if you're okay, why are you bleeding?" Nicole asked, hugging him tighter.

"Baby girl, I promise you, the bleeding is not that bad." Dave said, leaning down and kissing both his girls on their heads. While this was going on, Rae sat quietly by, watching with somewhat of an annoyed expression on her face. Still not quite understanding how the girls have seen Dave on TV, but have never seen him bleeding.

Hospital

Jamie had just started to go to sleep, when Dr. Stevenson came out into the waiting room.

"Ms. Lopez, I really hate to be the one to inform you of this, but Tyson has just passed away. The trauma he sustained from getting hit was more than we even realized. I'm so sorry, we did all that we could for him." She said, as Jamie felt her entire world collapse around her. Sinking down to the floor, she let out the sobs that were over taking her body.

"Nooooooo. You said that he was going to be okay. That it was just a broken leg, and that he was in a coma. He wasn't supposed to leave me. He promised me that he was going to be there for me. I never got the chance to tell him I love him, so no, he can't be dead. He just can't be dead." Jamie cried, rocking herself back and forth, ignoring Dr. Stevenson shaking her and calling her name.

"Jamie? Jamie, come on girl, wake up. What's going on?" Amanda said, shaking Jamie awake.

"Tyson, he died. Dr. Stevenson just came out and told me, that he…." Jamie stopped, looking around briefly for any sign of the doctor, but only saw Amanda and Randy, along with John and Heather.

"Hon, Tyson didn't die, you were just dreaming that. He's okay." Heather said, sitting next to Jamie and giving her a hug.

"Sweetie, why don't you let Amanda and I take you back to the hotel now? Tyson wouldn't want you sitting here and not resting. I'll even go tell the doctor to call you the second he wakes up. We'll bring you back over here so fast it'll make your head spin." Randy said, ignoring the remarks from Amanda, at the 'fast' part.

"Yeah, we even managed to snag you a tape from Mania tonight, so you can watch what all you missed." John said, pulling a tape out from behind his back.

"I guess so. They won't let me sleep in his room with him. Something about it being against hospital policy to allow someone back in ICU that long, and they're not a patient." Jamie mumbled, while Amanda excused herself, to go get something to drink or whatever. When she came back, Heather and John had already gone back to the hotel, and Jamie and Randy were waiting for her by the doors.

"Are you okay honey?" Randy asked, noticing the worn out look on Amanda's face.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I've just got a headache is all, I just took some Tylenol, so I should be okay soon." Amanda lied, she had stopped at a gas station on her way back over to the arena earlier today, and had bought a bottle of caffeine pills to help her stay awake, and had just taken 2 more.

"Alright, well let's go. John said he needs to get that tape back, before they find out he stole it." Jamie laughed slightly, remembering the look John gave her when he told her to make sure that she didn't break that tape, or it was his ass that was going to get kicked.

Heather and John

After making love, John and Heather were laying in each others arms, quite content, when John broke the silence.

"It was great of your parents to offer to watch Gavin again tonight." He said, tightening his hug on Heather.

"Mmhmm." Was Heather's only reply, causing John to chuckle lightly at her.

"Did I wear you out that bad babe?" He asked laughing, as he placed a kiss on Heathers lips.

"No. As a matter of fact, I'm ready to go for another round." Heather said sitting up, flipping John over onto his back.

"Well, before we do that. I wanted to talk to you about something. I know you told me about the night you met Gavin's father, and how that all ended up happening. Does he even know that Gavin exists? I mean, I'm guessing not, since Gav asked if he could call me daddy. I guess what I want to know is, who is his biological father, and am I going to have to worry about him wanting to take Gavin away?" John asked, looking up into Heather's eyes.

"I'm not sure you really want to know who his biological father is. He doesn't know about Gavin though, in fact I haven't even talked to him since that night. What's making you bring all this up now John?" Heather asked, moving to lay down on the other side of him.

"Sweetie, if our relationship is going to go any further, we need to be completely open and honest with each other. Why won't you tell me who Gavin's father is?" John asked again, this time realizing Heather was holding something back from him.

"I'm afraid that you'll hate me if I tell you." Heather said meekly, not looking up into his gaze.

"Heather, I could never hate you. I love you and that little boy so much, I can't imagine my life without either of you." John said, sitting up and pulling Heather into his arms. Taking a deep breath, and working up her courage, Heather turned around to face John.

"Gavin's biological father is HHH." She said, trying to gage John's reaction, by the unreadable expression on his face.