A/N: I hope everyone had a great Christmas or whatever you all celebrate! I had a really decent one, and can't complain! Consider this my late Christmas gift to all the John/Sara fans that are reading this story! Enjoy it guys!

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A Mid Surgery's Dream

Randy's POV:

The day had finally arrived, and Sara was nervously sitting besides me in the waiting room. She was scheduled for surgery at 10:30 a.m. but it was already 11:15. Sara kept looking at the clock, and then would bite at her nails a bit, and then she would start fidgeting in her seat.

"Sar, it's alright. It's not even a major surgery. It'll only take 45 minutes to an hour and then you're done. " I said, trying to calm Sara's nerves.

"I know, I know. It's not like I'm getting open-heart surgery. I mean, for Pete's sake I had a c-section with Brianna, and I'm pretty positive that it was 10 times worse than this surgery could ever be." Sara replied.

"You're a tough chick, you will get through all of this fine. Besides, I will be out here waiting for you. Plus, I am an excellent and I mean superb caretaker." I commented, as I gave Sara a kiss on the forehead.

"That sounds great to me." Sara answered. A nurse came out and called her back, and Sara gave my hand a squeeze and followed behind the nurse. Once the door had closed behind them I went back to reading my magazine that I had brought along.

Sara's POV:

I think that the worst part about all of this is that darn IV that the nurse is now trying to stick into my arm. I swear, you'd think they'd be able to do this easier…it is their job after all. My cast had been cut off, and to my surprise the swelling had gone down a bit. That was good, but was out shadowed by the lovely shade of purple, blue and green that made up my bruise. Hey, my wrist and arm will be matching! I mean, I'm going to have one heck of a bruise from this IV. They hooked my IV tube up to the clear bag that contained the medicine that would soon be putting me to sleep.

"So Ms. King, you ready for this?" my doctor asked me.

"Can we just get this over with?" I asked, a bit annoyed at how late I was getting back here.

"Yes we can. Nurse, we're ready to go to the OR. Just sit back and relax Sara." The doctor stated.

I took a deep breath, and slowly let it out. This was nothing…wrist surgery hardly compares to a c-section. At least I get to be asleep for this one. Trish had volunteered to watch Bri for the day, she felt that it would give her some "much needed motherly training." Andrea and Chris had left two days ago, and were now down in Key West. John had been gone for almost a week. The house seemed to be going back to normal. Randy had been coming and going, but luckily SmackDown had been in different Florida for the past four shows. He had two days off now, and I was glad that I could have him to myself finally. We were still trying to figure out what to do on Christmas. I am going back home to Detroit for Christmas, while Randy had been planning to go home to St. Louis. We both wanted to spend the holidays together, but didn't want to miss seeing our families. After we went back and forth trying to figure out something, I finally just told him to go spend it with his family and that he wasn't going to hurt my feelings by not spending Christmas with me.

"Ok Ms. King, just take a few deep breaths and count backwards from 100."a nurse told me. I started my counting, and I think I made it to 90 before I was completely out…

It's really bright, why is it so bright? I rubbed my eyes and then realized that I was lying on the beach and the sun above was blinding me. This wasn't a familiar beach, but the ocean was a brilliant blue, and the sand was almost crystal like. I sat up, and looked around; this beach was deserted. There were palm trees about 100 feet behind me that were surrounding the one lone building, a cute little beach hut. Oh well, I could use the time to unwind by myself. No family, no noise besides the ocean and the warm breeze, I was set. I untied my bikini top and lay back down on the towel, and closed my eyes letting the sound of nature just lull me into my own world. This was paradise…

I don't know how long I had been out of it, but I woke up when I heard some seagulls flying off in the distance. It was still glorious out, and I was still all by myself. The ocean was just waiting for me to jump in, so I decided to go for a relaxing swim. I didn't bother putting my top back on and just ran into the cool, refreshing water. It was so clear that I could see all the way down to the pure white sand. I was up to my shoulders in the water, and all I could do was just stare out at what seemed to be a never-ending view of the ocean. I was completely caught off guard when a pair of strong arms encircled me from behind. I spun around, petrified of who was holding me tightly, and came face to face with, well, I couldn't exactly tell who it was because the sun was shining directly in my eyes.

"It's awesome here isn't it." the no longer a mystery man stated.

"John, what the heck is going on?" I exclaimed, as I crossed my arms in front of my exposed chest.

"Relax babe, it's nothing I haven't seen before." John replied with a wide smile.

"Seriously, what is going on? What are you doing here?" I asked again.

"We're here together on vacation." John answered.

"Vacation? John, you shouldn't be here." I replied.

"Why shouldn't I be, it's our anniversary." John commented.

I went to open my mouth, but before I could say another word John pulled me close to him and kissed me. I was about to push him off me, but I just couldn't bring myself to do it. I ran my hands through his short hair and allowed a soft moan to rise out of my throat. I felt John smile, and then he scooped me up in his arms and started walking back towards the beach. Somehow in the blink of an eye we were in the lone beach hut and John had set me down on the bed.

"I missed you babe." John quietly said as he lightly trailed his finger up and down my stomach.

"I missed you too." I answered. I pulled him down to me with a force that I didn't know I possessed.

Moments later I had rolled John over to his back, and had one leg on either side of him. I was kissing and sucking on his neck. John swiftly rolled us back over and pinned both of my arms above my head.

"Not fair." I protested.

"I know!" John replied as he kissed me on the nose. He began to trail kisses all over my body, stopping to slowly suck and nibble on each breast, driving me insane with each little touch. He began to kiss my stomach, and with one hand pinning my arms, he used his free hand to untie the strings and swiftly pull off my bikini bottom. He released my arms, and began to kiss up my right leg, stopping when he got to the very top and then repeated this on the left leg. He let a finger softly slide over my damp slit, and then flashed a toothy grin up at me.

I took a deep breath in as his leaned down by my opening…and let out a gasp as I felt his tongue plunge into me. I was writhing on the bed beneath him as his tongue swirled around and he only added to my torment when he began to suck on my clit, nearly bringing me over the edge right there. He must've sensed that I was about ready to explode, because he slowed down and then stopped all together.

"Oh my God…this isn't fair." I gasped, my breathing still heavy.

"Don't worry, we've just begun." John replied, as he slid off his shorts.

"John, I need you in me, now." I rasped. I saw his throbbing erection, and lifted my hips up, trying to make contact. John must've sympathized with me, because he quickly thrust into me, going as deep as was physically possible. I let out a shout of pure joy as he began to slowly push in and out. He picked up his pace, and soon a barrier of sweat had formed on our bodies. He kissed me with savage force and then slowed his pace down.

"Flip over." I ordered in a breathless voice. John had no problems complying to that order, and smiled as I began to ride him, each thrust bringing each of us closer to the building orgasm. A guttural yell came from the pit of my stomach as I felt myself go over the edge. At the same time a growl from John was emitted as he exploded inside of me. I moved next to his side, and just looked at him as we both lay there panting.

"I love you." I whispered.

"I love you too." A new voice replied…

"Sara, Sara, you waking up?" I heard a different voice say. I opened my eyes, and saw Randy staring down at me.

"You're finally awake. You've been out since the surgery. I managed to get you home with you barely opening your eyes."

"Oh, wow." I commented. I looked down at my wrist, and saw a new cast on it. My wrist was killing me, I wonder if they gave me decent painkillers.

"My wrist is so sore." I stated.

"It's time for your pain meds, they gave you a prescription for Darvocet." Randy told me.

"Thank God." I replied.

"So, you're ok? You were breathing kind of heavily. Your wrist must've really been hurting you."

"Yea, it's really hurting." I answered.

"Well, here you go. Trish and Bri are down at the beach, and they should be back in an hour or so." Randy informed me as he handed me a pill and a glass of water. I gladly took it from him and then let out a deep sigh. Randy sat down next to me on the bed, and I laid my head on his leg.

"Did you have good dreams while you were asleep?" he asked.

"You have no idea Randy." I answered with a small smile. Randy just smiled, and softly stroked my hair as we sat in my bedroom looking out at the Gulf.

A/N: So, that was a good late Christmas present right all you John/Sara fans? I missed writing them together, so I just thought it would be a sinful treat! Please review, and review my other story! Much love!