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Ok this chapter either really sucks very badly or its actually pretty good but I'm not sure so I will leave that up to you guys to decide. Oh and this chapter also contains a scene which is about as close to slash as you will ever see in any of my fics. When john is being interviewed the interviewers questions are in italics and johns answers are in bold. Enjoy and plz plz review. Luv ya all. Oh and big huge thank yous, hugs and kisses to all who have reviewed so far, you guys are the best.

My Time is Now

Photo Shoots and Phone Calls

John couldn't believe that he and Amy both had 2 days off before the next show, all they had scheduled was a photo shoot for the cover of the Raw magazine and a couple of interviews which wouldn't take long.

He loved waking up at home in his own bed with Amy snuggled up to him, it made him feel safe and calm, knowing that no matter what happened out there in the rest of the world he would always have this perfect little world of his own with Amy. He gently ran his fingers down Amy's back and she giggled and stretched, that was always the best way to wake her up.

"Morning beautiful" he smiled as she yawned and sat up, her red hair all over her face.

"Mmm hey baby, is it morning already?" she asked sleepily

"yeah babe, it has been for a couple of hours now" John laughed.

"What time is it?" she asked with another yawn.

"8.30 and the photo shoot people will be here at 12 so I thought I should wake you" he laughed as he brushed hair out of her eyes.

20 minutes later and John was showered, dressed and had started making breakfast. Amy walked into the kitchen 10 minutes later dressed in her favourite black jeans and wearing one of john's shirts, something she always loved to do whenever they were at home. She had her hair tied loosely behind her head. The radio was playing "Walk Away" by Kelly Clarkson, John laughed as he watched Amy dance around and sing, she wasn't the best singer in the world but she never let that stop her and john thought it was kind of cute.

They ate breakfast then cleared everything up just in time fro the photo shoot people to get there. John's house was very quickly turned into chaos, there were people with cameras, people with lights, make up people and what seem like a hundred other people all doing something. Amy had been sent upstairs with different outfits to try on. she finally came back down 15 minutes later wearing black skin tight trousers, a red corset top and red knee high boots that matched her top. Her hair had been curled and left to hang around her shoulders. John's jaw almost hit the floor when he saw her, she was stunning. He was wearing his usual Reeboks and denim shorts and he looked hot as always in them, at least Amy thought so as she looked at him.

They were going to do the photos out by john's pool. They took pictures of them sitting, standing, individually and together. The best one was one with Amy standing in front of john, leaning back against him with johns arms wrapped around her waist and her hands on his hands. The best thing about this picture was the look on john's face; it was a look of pure smugness, like he owned the whole world. It suited the new "bad boy" John Cena perfectly.

It took almost an hour to get Johns house back to normal, Amy had changed back into her jeans and johns shirt. All they had to do now was a couple of phone interviews for John's phone rang, his interview was first. After exchanging hellos with his interviewer john jumped into character and began answering questions.

"Can you tell us why you decided to turn on your fans now?"

"Why I decided to turn on them? THEY were the ones who turned on me! The blame for this lies with them, not me."

"So you believe this is all the WWE fans fault?"

"Of course it's their fault. I did everything for them and did I get any appreciation or respect from them? NO, all I ever got was hated and treated like I was nothing. I am the WWE champion, like it or not and I deserve respect! I have nothing else to say, this interview is officially over."

John and his interviewer exchanged a few more pleasantries before john hung up.

"Well that went pretty good didn't it babe?" he asked Amy.

"I liked the part about the fans turning on you" she replied as she sat in johns lap. Her phone started ringing, it was her turn now. Her interview went on a little longer than johns, her questions were mostly about why she dumped edge, was she only with john because he was champion and what she thought of johns comments about the fans. She answered them all perfectly.

Once that was over and done with they had a whole 24 hours with nothing to do.

"We could go out to dinner?" john suggested.

"Hhhmmm I don't really feel like going out" Amy said with one of her devilish grins.

"Really, well what do ya feel like doing?" he asked with a grin of his own.

"I'm sure I can think of something" she giggled as she grabbed his hand and raced him upstairs.

He grabbed her around her waist and pulled her as close to him as she could get before he kissed her. Kissing him was like breathing, she'd die if she didn't do it. she opened her eyes and looked straight into his baby blues. She wanted to get lost in those eyes and never find her way home. And those dimples, the made her go weak every time she saw them. John laid her gently down on the bed while they carried on kissing. She could practically feel the temperature in the room rise as he pulled the shirt she was wearing over her head. He began placing butterfly kisses down her neck, chest and stomach. He kissed all the places where he knew she was ticklish which made her burst into fits of giggles. She stopped giggling as john undid the buttons of her jeans and slid them off her. He stood back for a few seconds and looked at her, he studied every inch of her body, like he was trying to burn the way she looked right then into his memory. She sat up and pulled him towards her. They made love with the sound of the rain hitting the window outside and fell asleep in each others arms.