Chapter 10

As soon as his match was over, John Cena made his way back stage in search of Lita. Every muscle in his body ached due to the beating he took in the ring from Triple H and the Spirit Squad. None of that mattered though tonight because he held Lita in the back of his mind the whole time. He was dying to know how her conversation went with Shane and hoped she was okay.

"Lita? You in here?" John called out as he peeked his head into the ladies locker room.

Before hearing an answer he felt a presence behind him.

"Hey sexy." Candice said as she looked John over.

John turned somewhat startled to see Candice there. Pretty much everyone was gone now. John simply wanted to find Lita, and then find a nice quiet place to talk without any distractions.

"Hey Candice. You seen Lita around?" He asked. His eyes searching everywhere.

Candice grabbed him by the chin to keep his wandering head still.

"Well first how about looking me in the eye." Candice demanded.

"Yeah right, sorry. I just really need to find Lita." John said embarrassed for being so rude.

"I haven't seen her in a while. Everything okay?" Candice asked.

"Yes, everything's fine, I'm sure, it's just I really need to talk to her. What about Shane have you seen Shane?" John asked.

"Shane, of course not, why would I have seen Shane?" Candice replied, nervous now that somehow John knew that only moments ago she and Shane had met for a "private" meeting in the janitor's closet.

"Forget it. If you see Lita tell her I'm looking for her." John replied and then ran off leaving Candice by herself in the hallway.

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Lita sat behind the wheel of her rented Ford Explorer with the seat back and her arm crossed behind her head. As soon as her spot on Raw was over she went to the parking garage to her car, the only place she knew where she could have some privacy just to think. When she heard a knock at the window only then did it dawn on her she had been there for over an hour.

Outside John tapped on the window.

Lita sat up immediately almost embarrassed for having been found and double embarrassed for realizing it was John. She rolled down the window.

"Lita are you okay?" John asked out of breath. He had been searching for her for over fifteen minutes now.

"John, hi. Yes I'm fine. I was going to come look for you but I lost track of time.." Lita responded.

John looked at her, then at the parking garage, then back at her.

"Lita, what the hell are you doing out here anyway?" John asked.

"Thinking I suppose. You want to come in? It's actually pretty peaceful. No outside noise at all."

John smiled at her then made his way to the other side of the car where he slid into the seat next to her.

After a short moment of awkward silence, John decided to speak.

"So what happened with Shane? Everything okay? Has he been the one giving you the flowers?" John asked. The suspense was killing him.

Lita had been thinking a long time whether or not to tell John the truth. Now that Shane had told her he was in love with her, she still didn't quite believe it and certainly didn't want to get John all worked up if there was no reason. At the same time, she didn't want to lie to him either. Shane did admit to giving her the flowers and John had asked point blankly if it was him.

"Now don't freak out or anything, but yes." Lita said holding her breath as she waited for John to explode.

"What! You're fucking kidding me right? That bastard, what the hell is he trying to pull anyway? The nerve of that guy." John said with a raised voice.

There, Lita had told the truth. What she wouldn't tell John though is that Shane admitted to being in love with her, and that is why he sent the flowers. It was still all too strange for her to believe it herself, but there was something in Shane's face that really made her think that maybe he was telling the truth. The only thing she had really known about Shane McMahon was that he was a womanizer and for whatever reason hated John. Those two facts alone would lead her to believe he was full of shit. But then there was that softness, the look in his eyes. She couldn't erase it from her memory. She saw a side of Shane that not many people get to see. A soulful, warm side. Whatever it was, it was enough to make Lita believe that he may have actually been telling the truth.

"It's no big deal John really. We kind of decided to just forget about the whole thing." Lita said trying desperately to downplay the event.

"Forget the whole thing? Did he give you a reason, or is it because he's just such a nice guy?" John asked, still annoyed.

"Not really, I guess it's just his way of trying to apologize for being such an asshole to me." Lita explained.

"Whoa, wait a second. The guy's an asshole to me too, I didn't get any freakin' flowers." John responded.

"John please, just drop it. It's over now. Shane was actually pretty cool about the whole thing." Lita said as she noticed John was still in a tizzy. "John, please don't be jealous or anything. It's really nothing." Lita said as she placed her hand on his cheek.

"Okay Lita, if you say it's nothing than it's nothing. I'm sorry for being jealous, but it's just.." John stopped trying to find the right words. "It's just I think we got a good thing going right now and I'd like to see it go further." John finally admitted.

"I love you Lita. I have for a long time. I don't want to see you go through anymore drama." John finished.

As the words spilled from John's mouth he took his one and only opportunity to plant a sensual kiss on her lips. Sure they were both sitting in a rental car in the middle of an arena parking lot in Chicago, but John certainly didn't care. Not all "moments" have to happen next to a nice warm fire on bear skin rug.

As John pressed his hands on Lita's face, Lita ran her hands through the back of his hair down to his neck. The touch sent shivers down John's spine. Things were moving a whole lot faster than they both anticipated. Not only were they full of physical attraction toward one another, but they also truly loved each other as people. Being able to show it in a more physical way made them both get carried away in the moment.

As Lita let one hand drift up and down John's sculpted arm, John ran a hand up underneath Lita's shirt and circled his index finger on her chest. There was no groping, no wet sloppy kisses. Every move was thought out to make sure Lita knew how much this meant to him.

The two buried themselves further into the front of the car seat. The pain John felt from his match had now disappeared and neither he nor Lita seemed to care that there was a plastic cup holder interfering in the perfect horizontal placement of their bodies.

As their breaths grew warmer the windows were starting to fog. So when there was a knock at the window neither one could see who the intruder was, but both of them almost jumped completely out of their skin.

"You all need to get moving. Parking lot closes in ten minutes." A man dressed as a security officer said.

"Yes sir. We're on our way" John replied.

As the man walked away, John and Lita stared at each other and then started cracking up laughing. Sure, they hated the fact that they were interrupted, but the obscurity of it all had them dying in laughter.

A/N: Lots of drama coming your way in the next chapters. Keep those reviews coming. They really help to inspire me and I love the feedback. If you hate it or one of the characters fine let me know. If you are into to it, cool, let me know. Thanks again to those who have given me reviews. Your feedback is really appreciated and if there's a story of yours you'd like me to review...let me know!