Everything's Gonna Be Alright

"What are you doing in here?" John asked JBL.

JBL didn't know what was going on. This was supposed to be a little prank. It wasn't supposed to turn out like this. She wasn't supposed to wake up and scream. John certainly was not a part of the plan.

John looked at Keira and saw the look of fear on her face and that was enough. He snapped. He tackled JBL to the floor and started punching him with lefts and rights. Soon JBL was bleeding from various parts of his face.

"Hey!" Someone yelled and pulled John off of JBL.

Before anyone knew it the locker room was full of security and Vince McMahon.

"What the hell is going on here?" He asked.

JBL said nothing. He just looked down at the floor. Keira was still terrified. John saw her shaking and he shook the security off of him and went to her. He picked her up off the couch and set her on the floor. He kept his arms wrapped tightly around her.

"This sick bastard here was after her," John finally said still trying to comfort Keira.

"Is that true?" Vince asked JBL. JBL didn't reply. "I'll take that as a yes. Now I can't suspend you because that wouldn't be good for ratings…"

"What?" John asked angrily.

"Calm down or you'll be suspended," Vince said pointing a finger at John.

"I'm sure that JBL, being champ and all, didn't just come in here and start to harass her," Vince said.

"What are you implying?" John asked.

"I'm saying that maybe Keira was asking for it," Vince said.

John left Keira and jumped on Vince. He got him good a few times before he felt Keira's hand on his arm. He looked at Vince on the floor. He obviously didn't expect John to attack him. As soon as Vince stood up he touched his lip. It was split open.

"That's it Cena!" Vince yelled. "I am hereby fining you eight thousand dollars! And if you ever think about touching me again or if you touch JBL outside of the wrestling ring you will be suspended without pay! But now get your things and get out of the arena!"

At those words JBL and all of the security left the locker room. John looked at Keira who was anxious. John just walked over to her and stroked her arm.

"Let's get out of here," he said picking up his bag.

When they got outside Keira was rubbing her arms and trying to keep warm.

"Here," John said giving her his jacket.

"Thanks," she said softly.

He didn't reply. Instead he popped the hood of the car and started loading it up.

"I'm sorry," Keira said behind him.

At her words John turned around.

"What?" He asked.

"I said that I'm sorry," she said frightened.

"Oh baby," John said hugging her. "I'm not mad at you." He kissed the side of her head. "I don't care about the stupid fine, if I knew that it was only eight grand I would've hit him a lot sooner. I love you, its impossible for me to be mad at you, you're too cute." He wiped away the few tears that had started running down her face. "Don't worry about JBL either, I'll beat the shit out of him, and I'll do it in the ring so Vince can watch. Come here." John hugged her tightly. "But now, for your own health, I think that you'd better get into the car before you freeze to death."

He opened the car door for her and kissed her once she was in the car. Then he got into the car and turned the stereo on.

"Now you can finished your rendition of Disco Inferno," he said laughing.

Keira laughed and wiped a few tears away from her eyes.

"Truthfully, it felt so good to get my hands on Vince again," he said smiling.

Keira was still silent.

"What'd he do to you?" John asked.

"I really don't wanna talk about it right now," Keira said and looked out the window.

"Okay," he said.

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The rest of the drive to the hotel was silent. John got both of their things out of the trunk and they went up to their room. Keira opened the door and then went to lay down on the bed. John watched her and didn't know what to do. So he laid down on the bed behind her and ran his fingers through her hair. He glanced down at her eyes, she was completely spaced out. He kissed the side of her head and caressed her side for a few seconds before getting up and walking to the bathroom.

He put the stopper in the bathtub and began running the water. He went back to Keira and knelt down in front of her.

"Keira…" he said peacefully.

This time her eyes focused on him but he could tell that she wasn't really paying attention.

"C'mon," he said and picked her up gently.

She wrapped her arm around his neck and let him carry her into the bathroom.

"Have a nice hott bath," he said sitting her down on the counter. "You'll feel a lot better."

She looked at him and she looked helpless. He wanted to find JBL's room, break the door down and kill him. But that wouldn't help her. It would only scare her if he became irate again.

"Do you want me to help you?" He asked softly.

She nodded and he started to undress her. He moved slowly and tried to be as gentle as he could be. When he got her undressed he picked her up and sat her in the bath. She raised her knees up to her chin and wrapped her arms around her legs.

"Do you want me to leave you for a while?" He asked.

She shook her head no and continued to be distant. John got a wash cloth and soothingly began to wash her back. Then she shakily stuck her hand out, wanting the cloth. John handed it to her and she began to wash her arms. She slowly began to pick up the pace. And soon she was rubbing hard and fast. He looked at her arm and it was turning red quickly. She started to whimper as she scrubbed harder and harder.

"Keira," John said slowly and tried to catch her hand once.

Then she began to cry hard and scream.

"Keira!" John said firmly as her whole body relaxed.

He quickly raised her out of the water and sat down on the toilet seat with her on his lap. She put her head on his shoulder and bawled.

"It's alright," he said rubbing her back. "I'm here now and I'm never gonna let him hurt you again."

She continued to cry and her teeth started to chatter so he wrapped a towel around her.

"Shhh…" he said soothingly.

Soon she was crying so hard that she started having trouble breathing.

"Keira, you're gonna have to calm down," John said watching her struggle.

Then Keira pushed off of him, pushed him off of the toilet, pulled the lid up and threw up. When she was done she screamed. The vomit had come out so strongly. Then it started again. John stood behind her holding her hair back.

"You're doing fine," he said coaching her. "Just calm down."

He started to feel sick after a couple seconds. When she was done he brought her a glass of water so she could rinse her mouth out. After she rinsed she fell against the wall. John flushed the toilet and then picked her up. He walked over to the bed and laid her down. He got all of the towels out of the bathroom and wrapped her up. Then he called room service for some more blankets and towels. It took the hotel only minutes before they reached the room with the desired items.

John laid with Keira in his arms for hours before she even moved. She picked up her arm and looked at it. It had minor burns from the washcloth.

"It burns," she said quietly.

"One second," John said getting up and putting some ice in a towel.

He took it to her and placed it on her arm.

"Thank you," she said.

"Keira, you have to tell me what he did to you," John said calmly.

Keira swallowed and looked at John.

"I guess it was after you left, he came in the room. I thought that it was you so I didn't really care. I even said your name but since I was half asleep I guess I didn't realize that it wasn't your voice. Then he started stroking my arm," Keira said motioning to her burnt arm. "At that time I still thought that it was you. But then he asked if I wanted to have sex with him. And I turned around and he had this stomach-turning look on his face and that's when I screamed."

John could see tears forming in the corners of her eyes.

"It's alright baby," he said and kissed her forehead. "I'll take care of everything."

"I love you so much," Keira said holding onto him.

"I love you too," he replied and kissed her forehead again.

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"We should be landing in a couple of minutes," Chris said to Trish.

"People are looking at me again, aren't they?" Trish asked touching her swollen eye.

"Nah," Chris said. "They're looking at me because I'm the hometown hero and I'm ugly and I'm with a complete babe."

Trish let out a laugh.

"Hey," Chris said pointing a finger at her. "I'm not ugly."

"I know," Trish replied. "You're very beautiful."

"Is that the best word that you could come up with?" Chris asked.

"Whatever you choose to believe," Trish laughed.

Once the plane landed Chris and Trish found their luggage and made their way out to the street. In a matter of seconds Chris managed to hail down a taxi.

"Where I might be taking you?" The taxi driver asked in a Pakistan accent.

"841 Elmwood Street," Chris replied.

"That be costing a lot of money," the driver said.

"Just do your job and drive," Chris said.

"You are the boss," the driver said and started on his way.

"You know, I've never actually had the time to just casually drive through Winnipeg," Trish said to Chris.

"It's alright," Chris said looking around. "We'll probably just stay in tonight so that you can catch up on your rest."

"How does my eye look by the way?" Trish asked.

"The swelling's gone down a lot but it's still really purple," Chris said.

"Okay," Trish said looking outside. "It's so quiet on this side of the city. Where we stay it's so busy."

"Yeah well when you guys stay here you don't exactly stay in the best part of the city," Chris said.

The two continued to talk for close to a half an hour before the driver stopped in front of a house.

"We are here," the driver said. "That will be one hundred and ten dollars and twenty seven cents."

"You are crazy," Chris replied throwing some bills on the front seat. "Now get your ass out of the car and take my bags into the house."

The man did as he was told and then sped off.

"Your house is beautiful," Trish said looking around.

"Thanks," Chris said. "I guess I should show you around."

"Sure," Trish said following Chris as he gave her the tour.

Once they were upstairs he stopped at a door.

"This is where you'll be staying," he said opening a door.

"Wow," Trish said looking around. "I think that this bedroom has more stuff in it than my entire house."

Chris laughed. "I actually had someone come over when we were flying and fix up a room for you."

"Oh really?" Trish asked sitting down on the bed. "And who would that be?"

"My mom, she lives like four blocks down," Chris said starting to feel a little uncomfortable. "You probably want to sleep, I'll leave you alone for a little while."

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John was still awake, at three o'clock in the morning, watching Keira as she slept at his side. She had regained a little color in her face and she was talking now. She had accepted what had happened but John was still furious. He had to find a way that he could get Keira away from everything and everyone. When she moved onto her other side he jumped, thinking that something bad was going to happen.

Then it hit him. He knew exactly what he was going to do. It was going to make both of them feel better.

Soon after he became exhausted and fell asleep.

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That night Trish couldn't sleep in the room that Chris had prepared for her. She wasn't familiar with it. So she left the room and walked downstairs. The television was still on and she saw Chris on the couch. As soon as he sensed her presence he got up.

"Hey," he said. "Something wrong?"

"No," Trish said hugging herself. "I just couldn't sleep."

"Wanna come watch something?" He asked her.

"Sure," Trish said sitting down beside him. The last thing that she wanted was to be alone.

"Give me one second," Chris said as he ran into the kitchen.

She heard him moving things around but she couldn't really make out what he was doing. Then it went silent and he appeared with a blanket.

"Here you go," Chris said placing it on top of her and then leaving the room again.

This time when he returned he had a huge bowl of popcorn and drinks. Trish really didn't think much of it. It was his house and he was being generous. Then he sat down on the couch beside her and they cuddled together. He turned the DVD player on and switched the disc so that movie 'Hitch' came on.

Halfway through the movie they were both laughing, eating popcorn, and drinking. Trish was leaning on Chris and he had his arm around her. At the end of the movie they had both fallen asleep on the floor in the living room.

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When John woke up his arms were empty and he could hear Keira's voice from the bathroom.

'Was she singing? She was. That's strange,' John thought to himself as he got up and started flipping through the schedule.

"Hey honey," Keira said when she came out of the bathroom.

"Hi," he said looking at her curiously. "What's up?"

"Not much," she said. "Hurry up and get washed. I wanna go out for breakfast."

"Okay," John said as she almost shoved him into the bathroom.

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The next week was full for both John and Keira and Trish and Chris.

Trish phoned Keira every once and while but must of the time she got John and he said that she wasn't available to talk. Trish and Chris had gotten close again with Trish sharing a bed each night with Chris. Chris was happier than he had been in months and Trish had gotten over her incident.

John had been busy trying to keep up with Keira and her always wanting to do something new. He knew that it was because she couldn't bear the thought of thinking about JBL, so he played along, anyways, it was almost time for his small plan.

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"You ready to get going?" John called to Keira who was in the bathroom.

"One sec," Keira said. "I have to pee."

"Thanks for the tip," John said sitting down on the bed.

She came out seconds later.

"Let's get going," Keira said.

So they walked downstairs and outside where Keira squealed in joy.

"It's snowing!" She screamed.

"Congratulations genius," John said as he unlocked the car.

When he turned around Keira was spinning with her arms out and trying to catch snowflakes.

"C'mon Frosty," John laughed. "We have a to get to the show on time tonight."

"Alright," Keira said dancing towards the car.

Once inside the car Keira started playing with the radio until she found a station that was playing nothing but Christmas music.

"Two weeks until Christmas," Keira said as she danced in the seat.

"What are you doing for Christmas anyways?" John asked her.

"What do ya mean?" Keira asked.

"Well are you going home?"

"Haven't really thought about it," Keira said looking out the window. "Why?"

"Just asking," John said stopping at a red light.

"Interesting," Keira said thinking about it. "I'll check our schedule, phone my parents and I'll see."

"Sounds good," John said. "You know you didn't have to come tonight."

"Yeah I do," Keira said laughed. "I must be there for your moral support."

"Alright Ms. Langdon," John said applying pressure to the gas pedal.

"And I have a match against Wilson," Keira said rolling her eyes. "I hate that bimbo."

John laughed. "Nice to see you in such a good mood," he responded as he pulled into a parking lot.

"I'm always in a good mood," Keira said smiling.

"That you are my dear," John said as he got both of their bags out of the trunk.

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John had his match early on in the evening against Eddie Guerrero and he won, this time without Keira help but she still enjoyed standing at ringside. Later on in Keira's match she won by disqualification when Molly Holly came in and attacked her from behind. Keira thought that it might happen because she had beaten Molly a couple weeks back in a match that Trish interfered in. There was no major damage done.

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"I think that we should go out and celebrate," Keira said as they both packed up their things.

"Oh really?" John asked. "And just where should we go?"

"We'll find out when we get there," Keira laughed.

"Alright," John said as they walked out of the dressing room and down the hall.

Just as they turned the corner they ran into JBL who, for once in his life, was without his 'Cabinet'.

"Hey whore," JBL said as soon as he saw Keira.

Keira took a step back behind John and was shocked at his reaction.

John instantly slugged JBL and then tackled him to the ground. The fight went on for about ten minutes before anyone came. And, out of all the people in the area, it had to be Vince McMahon.

When the two men heard his voice they stopped their fight, got up and dusted themselves off.

"Who started this?" JBL immediately pointed at John who made no argument.

"Well Cena, I hope you're happy," Vince said laughing. "You just earned yourself and Keira a three week suspension without pay."

John didn't give Vince a reaction, instead he waited until Vince, JBL and security left. Then he turned to Keira, picked her up, spun her around and kissed her.

"I'm so confused," Keira said stunned.

"Now we don't have to worry about our schedules getting in the way," John said shrugging.

Keira looked down, then looked down the hall, and she finally slugged him in the arm.

"Ow, that one actually hurt," he said rubbing his arm. "What was that for?"

"Thanks for letting me in on the plan," Keira said. "Get my bag and meet me outside."

Once John arrived outside he found Keira sitting on the hood of the car.

"You love me," John said opening the trunk.

"Oh really? Where'd you get that information from?" Keira asked.

"Your eyes," John said kissing the tip of her nose. "Think about it." John said sitting beside her on the hood of the car. "We can be together for three weeks, have Christmas together, if I didn't get us both suspended than we would've been in San Francisco on Christmas day instead of with one of our families."

Keira looked at him and rolled her eyes. "Alright, you win."

"That's my girl," he said kissing her. "Let's go somewhere."

"Where?" Keira asked getting off of the car and getting inside.

"I'm wouldn't know," John said. "We should probably go and find a hotel for the night first, lay there for a little while, get our plans straight, and then we can figure something out. Sound good?"

"Sounds good," Keira said.

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Once they had checked into a hotel for the night they decided that it would be best to just lounge around.

"So?" John asked.

"I've thought about it," Keira said opening her eyes.

"Interesting, it looked like you were sleeping for a little while," John said smiling.

"I know, I'm talented," Keira smiled.

"What's the decision?" John asked touching her bare arm.

"Definitely your parents," Keira answered. "After a very critical investigation, I realized that we would definitely have more fun at your place because my father is under the belief that if you aren't Christian than you shouldn't celebrate Christmas whereas you family could really care less."

"You do grasp the concept that all four of my brothers will be there, right?" John asked.

"I do and I think I'm up for the challenge," Keira laughed.

"Alright then," John said sitting up. "Phone your parents and I'll call my mine."

"What do I tell mine?" Keira asked. "Just call them up and say 'Hi, I've made the decision to go to my boyfriend's place for the whole time I'm on holidays instead of coming to see you because you guys aren't as much fun'?"

"Oh right, I forgot to tell you about one thing," John said. "We're going over to your parents place a couple of days before we head to West Newbury."

"Wow, we've really talk more often," Keira said laughing.

"I talk you just don't listen," John said.

"That's because most of the time you're busy talking to yourself," Keira said finding her cell phone. "So we're going there on the twentieth?"

"Sure, why not?" John asked laughing.

"We need more structure too," Keira said amused.

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Props To My Awesome Cousin Laura For Letting Me Use 841 Elmwood Street, lol, And Way Back In Chapter 4 - True Colors She Gave Me The Insult About Putting It It To Rico, You're A Strange Child, You Are Laura!

Thanks To Everyone Else Who Has Been Reading This And Reviewing! I Appreciate It Dearly!

Katie