Chapter 5: Lost in the Deepest Star

Matt held Night close. She cried into his chest and he stroked her hair. "Shh, it's okay" he said and pulled Night closer to him. He was wearing his cologne again. Night breathed in deeply and went weak in the knees. She tried to sink to the floor, but Matt picked her up.

"Come with me?"

Night could hardly protest being emotionally drained and high on Matt's scent. She just laid her head against his shoulder and sniffed. Matt kissed her cheek and winked to the camera. He walked down the hall to his dressing room. He closed the door on the cameraman and laid Night down on his couch. He pulled a blanket on top of her. It also smelled like him.

Night pulled the blanket up around her head. Tears fell freely from her eyes and rolled down her nose to splash on the pillow. How could John do that to me? I thought he understood about Batista. I thought... that's the problem, stupid, you thought. You should stop thinking. In fact, you should just run away. Yes, run away and never come back. You can deal without it. You can deal without everything. Just go back to old jobs, forget about this, forget about everything. Yes, that's what you should do. Run away.

Night rubbed her hands over her eyes. She pushed the blanket off herself and tried to walk out the door. Matt stood up from his spot near the couch.

"Hey, where are you going?"

"Away. I can't stay here anymore. Too many people hate me!" she said emotionally. Matt hugged her close.

"No, we can work this out. Both of us." Matt tilted Night's head up to look in her eyes. "Okay?"

Night was still confused about her decision, but decided to go with Matt's suggestion. It seemed the best to her muddled brain. Matt kept hugging her. Night wiped the tears off her face with Matt's shirt and Matt had to stifle the urge to be majorly grossed out. Matt tiled her chin and kissed her gently. It was one of the better kisses Night had, but it just wasn't John.

Matt laid Night back on the couch. "I have to go for a while, but I will be back as soon as I can. Don't go anywhere. I will be back and we will work everything out." He kissed her again. "Everything will work out, I promise."

Matt left the room and Night snuggled down into the blankets again. Everything will work out. Matt will make everything better. She closed her eyes and fell slowly asleep.

She woke up to some male voices conversing near her and the large metal door closing. Night cracked her eyelids and looked around. She sat up and immediately wanted to leave. Matt was chatting with Batista.

"What's he doing here? I thought you said everything was going to be okay," Night said. She stood up enraged and started to walk towards the door. Matt grabbed her and pulled her into a hug. He hugged her and held her close.

"Calm down. Can we talk about our side of the story? Please, Night." He pushed her hair out of her face and kissed her again. Night glared at him and pushed him away. She walked over to the couch and sat down angrily. Matt and Batista sat down on either side of her.

"Night, you don't' know John like we do. We heard him talking to himself in his dressing room. You don't want to know what he was going to do," Matt said.

"I only did what I thought was the only way to get you away from him. He is a very manipulative person," Batista said.

Night frowned. I don't remember John being manipulative. I don't remember him even trying to get me to do anything I didn't want to do. He was so nice. Maybe that's the manipulative part. He was being so nice to me. Guys aren't that nice. It's not possible. The only reason they are nice is to get something they want.

Batista and Matt had been rattling on about how evil John was and trying to convince Night, but she had unknowingly convinced herself.

"I'll help you," she said.

"What!" Batista and Matt said confused.

"I'll help you. Whatever you need me to do, I'll do it. I want to hurt John like he hurt me."

Batista and Matt smiled. Night smiled back. Matt and Batista already had a plan forming in their minds, Night could see.

"So, what do you need me to do, boys?" Night asked.

"Well, we are going to Italy until the next Raw. I suppose you will have to come with us. The Italians will love you. They love me, so they will love you," Batista said. Night grinned.

"Awesome! I've always wanted to go to Italy. I'm so excited. When do we leave?"

The left in the early morning hours of the next day. Night went to John's hotel room to get the clothes he bought her. She found them outside of the room in suitcases. Night felt her heart drop. No matter what she told her new companions, she missed John a lot. She had hoped that she would get to talk to him. He had been avoiding her; she could tell.

Night pressed her ear to the door and heard giggling coming from the room. She started to tear up and quickly picked up her suitcases. She hurried away to a waiting Matt Hardy. As she turned the corner, John peeked his head out and then went back to watching the chick flick movie that was on the Lifetime channel.

John and Night avoided each other on the plane over and at their hotel in Italy. Batista and Matt tried to show Night around, but they didn't know much about Rome themselves. The fourth morning in Rome, Matt suprised Night with a guided tour. She got ready slowly knowing she should be happy. She was in one city of love after all.

Matt and Night walked out of their hotel. There was a mo-ped waiting for them. A tour guide was sitting on a second one. He had curly orange hair. It looked very out of place in Rome. The guide nodded his head.

"Hey, I'm Keith. I'll be your tour guide today. Just follow me."

Matt got on the mo-ped and Night got on behind him. They rode to all of the usual tourist attractions and then went to the coast. The seagulls wheeling in the sky, the fresh air, the quaint little ships on the sea, it made Night smile. She got off and ran over to the rocks wet from the foam of the sea. Matt smiled and followed her. He thanked Keith, handed him some money, and sat next to Night.

"It's beautiful, isn't it," he said. Night smiled. It was beautiful. Night took off her shoes and socks. She dived in the water and swam away towards the sandy part of the shore. Matt grabbed her stuff and set it next to the rented mo-ped. He took off his shirt and dived in after her.

Night was floating on her back, gently swishing her arms when she ran into a rather solid object. The bump knocked her off balance and she started to sink in the water. She gasped and took in a mouthful of sea water. She kicked and tried to pull herself back up, but her jeans weighed her down. She kicked harder and harder, but she seemed to be caught on something.

Just as she was about to resign to her fate of dying, something grabbed her flailing arms and yanked her upwards. She gasped in gulps of fresh air when she broke the surface. She clung to the person who saved her life.

"Thank you, thank you," she choked out ass she was towed to the shallow water where she could sit. Night coughed up more water and blinked a few times to clear the water out of her eyes. She looked over to thank her rescuer again and her mind went blank. It was John.

"What are you doing here?" she asked sharply. Night grimaced. That sounded more aggressive than she intended.

"Well, that's one way to thank your rescuer," John said and got up to leave.

"Wait, John. Please." Night looked at him pleadingly.

"What?"

"I... uh..."

"What are you doing, Cena? Trying to drown her?" Matt yelled as he came running over. John glared at him. Matt picked Night out of the water and held her close. "You okay?" he asked her.

Night nodded and turned to John. She held her head up high and said, "Thank you, but I don't need your help."

Night could see the hurt in John's eyes. He took a silent deep breath and walked away. Night blinked and a tear ran down her face. Matt couldn't tell though because she was dripping salt water anyway.

Later that night, Batista took Night to a quaint little restaurant tucked away. They ate in relative silence and then went out to watch a street performer. Night wasn't really watching him. She was staring at the sky. She had always been enamored with the sky. The stars, the constellations, the myths surrounding them had always intrigued her. Batista put his arm around Night's shoulder breaking her revere.

"Come on, let's go for a walk. Let's go see the Sistine Chapel."

The girl smiled. She had always wanted to see it. When they got there, she noticed that something seemed to be going on. There was a huge crowd standing about. Night figured she could find her way back and slipped away from Batista. She found the tallest place she could and climbed on top of it. She laid down and stared up at the stars. She hummed a small tune to herself and smiled.

"Oh, excuse me, I –" a voice said. Night looked over at the head peeking above her platform. It's an amazing thing that when you are trying to avoid someone they seem to show up when you least expect them. John and Night stared at each other. Time seemed to slow down. Night didn't know what to fo. She was supposed to hate him, but he had been so nice. Night opened her mouth to say something, but closed it quickly. What could she say? John got down and started to walk away.

Night hopped down and started to follow him, but got lost in the crowd. Night stood still and caught a glimpse of John again. She pushed her way over to him, but again the crowd converged and he was lost. Night was on her way to the outside of the crowd when Batista found her.

"Hey, where have you been? I've been looking for you. Come on, let's go back to the hotel and watch a movie."

Night sighed and took Batista's hand. She allowed herself to be led back to the hotel and back to her room, but declined to watch a movie.

Disclaimer: I own nothing except Night.

A/N: Sorry this took me really long. I had a major RL issue a while back. I was really down about my writing. I had my self convinced it wasn't worth 2 cents and no one liked it anyway. I vowed never to write again. Then I realized I was being majorly stupid... that and I only made it two days without writing anything... I have also started another story (I know Bad Ariei! Finish one at least!), but it's really good and I have someone who is anxiously waiting for it so they can write a sequel, but at the moment... finishing this one is my first priority. :D That should make some of you happy. I am also almost finished with the 6th chappy. It's pretty good. I hope you will like it. Thank you to everyone who keeps reviewing! I love you! Keep it up. Makes me want to keep writing!Sorry for the novel of a A/N...