Hey there kids ..

It's time for another installment of angst weekly! No, I'm lying. You'll find every little angst here today I'm afraid

Please note that if i owned john cena ... maria kanellis ... Torrie Wilson ...CM Punk or any of the other WWE superstars i wouldn't be writing this ... doing it for fun, making no profit whatsoever etc etc..

I'm too lazy to make up a "If I owned the WWE " remark right now. Sorry Guys, i know you hang out for them

lol

Thanks to the wonderful people who reviewed .. I've taken a bit of each persons idea & kinda mashed it all together for this chapter lol, this is the result ..

btw Micheal and Brent are nobodies,just figments of my imagination – in case you're wondering though, Glen Jacobs is Kane, Paul is Triple Nose, Amy is Lita and Adam is Edge

sian & johncenasgurl this chapter is for you cos i know you've been waiting for IT to happen for so long ...

From Now that's an order!

John was still waiting for Dan and Pete to return. His eyes were threatening to close again and he was just about to give into sleep when he heard a female voice enter his room.

"Now I don't know what went wrong between you two, but I do know that currently, regardless of whatever happened, you're safer here then anywhere else." Was that Stephanie? he thought drowsily. Who was she talking to? The nasal voice continued.

'John would put his life on the line for you, and if you won't talk to me, or Torrie or any of your other friends, surely you will talk to him, even if he is asleep."

The voice became softer."I know what it's like to love someone so much it hurts, and I know how lost you can feel when you lose that, that one lifeline who would do anything, go anywhere for you, and understands you more than you can understand yourself. I'm going to be just outside the door. Sit and talk." It wasn't a request, it was virtually an order. John heard the rustle of clothing as a figure sat down in the chair closest to the bed, and Stephanie exited, closing the door behind her.

The young woman in the chair looked over his still form, and instantly began to cry, loud harsh sobs. She gently grasped Johns' hand and collapsed half on the bed, her head near Johns arm. "J.C, what have I done?"

J.C? Why did that sound familiar? He knew that voice, he knew her smell. Tentatively, he gently lifted her head to rest on his chest. She never noticed, not even when he began rubbing her back, trying to sooth her.

He slowly opened his eyes, and looked at the broken form before him, as it all came rushing back. The fight, the beating, what had been said."Oh baby girl, my Ria."

And now the train wreck that is my story continues ..

Stephanie was still sitting aside the room an hour later when Dan and Pete returned with cups of coffee and a brown paper bag. Dan spotted her first, elbowing Pete who had just taken a sip of coffee. Pete looked up, and straight at Steph before spitting his hot coffee all over the floor.

"Hello Stephanie," he spluttered.

"You know,"she grinned wryly," I know I don't usually generate a good reaction when people see me, but the coffee is new. Settle down, I'm here to check on your patient."

Dan stepped forward and offered Stephanie McMahon his hand. "Mrs McMahon-Levesque, I'm Dan Cena, Johns' little brother. It's nice to meet you."

She took his hand and smiled at him,"Stephanie, please." She nodded toward the room."He's kind of preoccupied right now. How about we sit down, and have a talk about what's going to happen when John comes back to RAW?" Ignoring her suggestion both guys stepped toward the door and peered in through the window. Stephanie sat down, a smile on her face knowing that both guys were going to be shocked when they saw who was in there.

Dan turned around with a big smile on his face, looking first at Pete and then at Stephanie. Crossing the room to sit across from Stephanie he said softly, "I knew she'd come. I just didn't think it would take her this long. The colour's back in his face, he looks happier already. Thank-you Stephanie." She grasped his hands and smiled, knowing fully what he was trying to say.

"It's my pleasure... I'm just sorry it had to happen altogether."

Pete was still peering in the window. 'Vince doesn't know you're here does he Steph? Either of you." He took a seat next to Dan, and looked at the former diva sitting in front of him. A familiar gleam could be seem in her eyes, and she sat a little straighter. She cleared her throat, and smiled again.

"No, my father doesn't know I'm here, and he certainly doesn't know that his biggest storyline is here either. Two-thirds of it, that is. When I left this morning, the third part was getting a dressing down in the middle of catering by two divas, one tall blonde with an annoying little dog, a former womans' champ, and a former tag team champ."

Putting the pieces together Pete started to laugh. "Torrie, went off at Phil? Oh that is priceless." He suddenly grew more serious. "But that doesn't explain what made you grab Maria and bring her here."

Stephanie looked at both of the men before her and became grim. "When I saw her in my dads' office this morning. I knew .. I couldn't let her be stepped over and become a victim of this business. My father, I'll admit it, is out of control 80 of the time, and some of the obscene stuff he comes up with ... I wasn't going to let it happen to another one of my divas." She said finally.

"Stephanie.." Dan began, unsure if he should be questioning his brothers' boss. "What are you going to do when your Dad finds out where you are?"

"Oh I'm pretty sure my mother can bring him around," Steph replied confidently. "She is the brains, after all," she added rolling her eyes. 'I bet they've noticed I'm gone and they'll ring any minute." Standing and readjusting her jacket, she noticed that something was vibrating in her pocket."And there goes my phone now. I better go answer that, I'll be right back." She nodded to the guys before exiting, and they stood as she left the room and headed down the hall.

Sitting again, Dan looked at Pete. "So what now?"

He shrugged his shoulders before responding. "Well we sit and wait I guess. John and Maria need some time that's for sure. I guess we should give them what they need." He opened the brown paper that the guys had brought upstairs with them, reached in and opened a bag. "Skittles?"

Rushing through the halls to get outside in time to answer her phone, Stephanie was a little out of breath. Heading out the double doors and into the sun she pulled her phone out and looked at the caller ID. Trish? She couldn't remember the last time the blond diva had rung her. This couldn't be good. "Stephanie McMahon-Levesque." she said primly.

"Tell me what you're doing in Las Vegas, Nevada when you should be here in Tacoma, Washington with the rest of RAW." It was a male voice, hardly Trish.

"Paul, what are you doing calling me on Trish's' phone?"

"I'll give you an answer when you tell me what you're doing several states away!" he cried." It's 5pm and we go on the air in just over three hours! Your Dad doesn't seem to know you're missing yet, but when he does babe, there will be hell to pay!"

"Paul, it will be fine. How did you know I was in Nevada?" she asked, puzzled.

His voice softened."I know who have the company jet there with you, I simply checked the flight plan. How else would you get anywhere Steph?I also know there is a big chance you have a young diva with you there too. I know you did what you thought was right, but did you think about the consequences?"

"Consequences?" she asked in disbelief. "Did you not see her this morning? That girl needs to get away from there! Someone is hurting her, making her act like this and the best place for her right now is with the person who knows her better than she knows herself! You've seen the connection they share, I had to do something! He needs her, and she needs him. Don't try and tell me otherwise."

Torrie and the others were standing by, waiting for Paul to finish his call. He gestured to the others to follow him into a nearby room, and he put the call on speaker. "Steph, what's the lowdown on Johns' condition? I have Trish, Charlie,Shawn and Torrie with me, and they're very anxious as to when their friend is going to get released, especially when Maria is missing."

"She's not missing," Stephanie spoke up." Right now, she's asleep in Johns' arms, and heaven forbid if I'm going to be the one to drag her away. I'm here with Pete and Johns' brother Dan right now, but I haven't spoken to a Doctor directly. I'm going to see one asap, apparently John will be released into our care this afternoon, as soon as he signs the discharge papers." Torrie and Charlie hugged as Shawn lifted his hand to Trish's for a high five. Hunter smiled and flashed his friends a thumbs up as he continued talking to his wife.

"Steph, you know that your Dad is going to be on your case soon, especially when he needs Maria for the main event. I've heard a little bit of the story from Shawn, and what I think needs to happen is this; you need to get Maria and John back here. Bring Pete and Cenas' brother, and we'll deal with Phil on this end."

"Thank-you Paul," Stephanie said gratefully."We'll be there soon as we can. I promise you, John is fine, but Maria ... She is going to need a lot of help from you guys."

"We know," Shawn broke in. "And we know that you wouldn't say anything, but this doesn't leave this room. When they get back here, we want to give them any chance we can. They have to be as secluded as possible from everyone else, they need time. They've gone through enough, it's got to stop."

Stephanie smiled on the other end of the phone. "I know, not a word. I'm with you on this one guys, and I know Paul is too. I'll call you as soon as I hear anything."

"Ok Steph. I love you." Paul added quietly.

"Love you too," she answered before hanging up the phone. Paul closed the phone and handed it back to Trish, who slipped it into her pocket.

With a new found determination in his eyes and an ever growing disgust for CM PUNK in his heart, Paul looked at the Superstars before him. "So what's the plan?"

Back in Las Vegas

Sometime in the last hour Maria had ended up in Johns' arms. She was starting to murmur in her sleep and struggle ever so slightly. John began to stroke her hair, whispering softly to her, trying to calm her down.

"Maria, it's okay girl, I've got you now." He stroked her arm gently, holding her close. He only hoped she didn't freak out too much when she woke up and realised where was was. He dropped a small kiss on her forehead, and she slowly opened her eyes.

"Where am I?"she whispered confused. The walls were all white and air smelt like ... cleaning detergent. She wrinkled her nose and tried to move before she realised she was in the arms of someone. "Phil? Phil! Let me GO!" John looked slightly hurt, but carried on stoking Maria's back and arms trying to calm her down. "LET ME GO!" She continued to thrash around trying to move, and John winced as she hit the I.V in his arm.

"Ria. " One word was all he said, and automatically she stopped moving. There was only one person who called her Ria and got away with it. She slowly spun in Johns' arms and turned to look at him.

"John? What am I doing here?" He fixed her eyes upon hers, ignoring the bruises and heavy eyes. She clearly hadn't been sleeping.

"Stephanie brought you here Ri." He said softly. "You're in Las Vegas, and right now you're making that I.V drip dig into my arm because you're leaning on it." She looked down and slid off the bed, turning to go, embarrassed."Maria, don't go," he pleaded. "I need you."

"No one needs me," she said quietly, not meeting his eyes." I put you in here John."

"No, you didn't," he said adamantly."I knew exactly what I was doing when I got myself into this mess, and I wouldn't change my involvement in any of it, except if I could have gotten you to talk to me sooner."

"You didn't want to talk to me," she pointed out. Maria was running purely on emotion at this point, the smallest thing could set her off. "You wouldn't answer your phone!" she sobbed. "I tried calling you, so many times, and you left me!" She looked straight at him now, and saw that he was torn. He had left her, but he hadn't had a choice in the matter. He'd wanted so much to be able to reach out to her but she'd shut him out. Tears gathered in his own eyes as he gritted his teeth and tried to continue.

"I didn't leave you Ria!" he choked."Not by choice! You have to believe me! What I said in the ring last week was true!"

By this stage he was half out of bed and trying to stand. "Look in my eyes and know that I would never lie to you, I would never make a promise to you that I couldn't keep! I've told you how much I care about you, how much I need you. Who has been with me every week after Paul smashes me with his sledge hammer? Who has put herself at risk by willingly coming into a match with me with minimal training? You could have been seriously hurt, and still you stepped up for me. You're my Princess Ri, don't you get it?"

He was beginning to wobble unsteadily. Maria took a step towards the Champ and placed her hands on his hips to steady him. His skin began to burn at her touch, he could feel the smooth skin of her fingertips through the brief hospital gown he was wearing. Didn't she understand the effect she had on him? His voice dropped.

"Who was there for me when Liz and I broke off our engagement? You were. And now it's my turn, to be there for you Maria. I need you to open up to me." He lifted a finger under her chin. "I'm not going anywhere, and you have nothing to sorry for with me, no apology necessary. I know what Phils been doing to you, the same thing that Brent did, and Michael before him. You can tell me now, or whenever you're ready to talk about it. Just know Ri that I'm not leaving you, and nothing anyone could say will change my mind. I'm in this for the long haul if you'll let me be. Whatever it takes, as long as it takes. I love you ... and I'll never let you go."

Three faces were pressed against the window gaping as they watched the young couple embrace. Johns' lips brushed across Marias' before she dropped her head and buried it into his neck. They looked so at peace. There was no doubt that the trio had been touched by what they had seen and heard through the thin hospital walls, but unfortunately, it was time to go back to reality.

Stephanie looked at Pete and Dan and said "I'm not going to be the one who goes in there and breaks that up."

Pete looked at his watch. "We'll have to do it soon."

"I'll do it," Dan said. "Just give them five more minutes."

Stephanie looked at her phone. "Alright, I'm going downstairs to ring the pilot to organise our flight time. Pete, can you sign John out and Dan ... "

"I know," he said sadly. "I'm going in." They all went their separate ways, Pete heading down the hall and Dan about to head into the hospital room. He put his hand on the doorknob and went to turn it but stopped. This was going to get harder for John and Maria before it got better, and hopefully they'd come out of it okay. It had been a long time since he'd seen his brother so happy, and he knew how much he needed someone like Maria in his life. Knocking lightly on the door, he opened it and stepped inside. John raised his head and looked toward the door, but Maria kept her head buried in the nape of his neck, not wanting to let the moment end.

Not wanting to disturb Maria, Dan mouthed "We've got to go." He backed out of the room again and closed the door.

John bent his head to whisper in Maria's ear. "Darling, we've got to go. We have to get back to RAW or we're both going to get in trouble." Maria shook her head forcefully and started to shake in Johns' arms.

"No! John, you said you wouldn't leave me! You can't make me see him again, you can't!" Maria was beginning to stress herself out, and John held her tighter.

"No baby girl. We're going back to RAW, and I'll be with you. In the chance I can't be, Torrie will be there, so will Trish, Charlie, Shawn, Pete, Stephanie and Paul. Dan is right outside that door, do you remember Dan?" She nodded her head slightly."Dan is coming with us too. You're a Cena baby girl, whether you like it or not, you're one of us now." He separated himself from her and grabbed her hand tightly. Leading her to the door he turned to face her and kissed the tip of her nose. "And that is never gonna change."

Tacoma, Washington

Phil was storming around the arena. He'd been searching the building for over two hours, and he couldn't find Maria. Where could that insolent bitch be? he thought, fuming. The car's still here, her stuff is here, her stupid 'friends' are still here yet she's nowhere to be seen! Rounding the corner he smashed into a wall of muscle. When he regained his composure, he looked back at who he'd run into, but was only faced with a wall of flesh. He looked up ... and up ... and up, and gulped. Swallowing, he meekly offered an apology. Phil sure could be a right arse at times but Kane scared the shit outta him. "Ahh Mr Kane .. I mean .. Kane .. Mr Jacobs .. sorry, Glen."

Glen was in full make-up and costume. Surprisingly enough, he was featuring in the shows opening segment tonight, and with little more than half an hour til they aired, he was ready to go. A normally placid guy backstage - to those he liked or respected anyway - Glen decided to have a little fun. He'd seen what had happened in catering, and funnily enough Glen liked Maria; for someone so ditsy she was a cute one. She stopped Cenas' ego from reaching sky high anyway, and that was enough for him. "Mr Jacobs is fine," he growled, impassioned.

"Ah right." He responded nervously, fidgeting with his hands and shuffling from his right to his left. "It won't happen again, I swear."

Glen eyeballed RAW's newest Superstar for a good minute. "See that it doesn't."

Phil sighed with relief before moving to step around the Big Red Machine, but Glen blocked his path. He stepped the other way, but Glen mirrored him. Every time he tried to move Glen stepped in his path, and eventually, Phil became frustrated and turned back the was he'd come. He'd made it about a metre away when Glen began to speak. Upon hearing the chilling voice Phil stopped dead, and closed his eyes. He turned around to face Glen and attempted to stare him down. No dice.

"Do you remember," Glen rasped. "When I tombstoned Linda McMahon? When I set JR on fire?" He laughed madly."Or even better, when I helped Vince bury my own brother? I'm telling you right now kid, they weren't story lines .. they are fantasies fulfilled." He stepped closer to Phil and knelt down to his height, lowering his voice. "And if you try anything on Maria .. or even that punk Cena .. what I do to you will be ten times worse." And with that he turned and strode down the hall, his manic laugh echoing through the building.

Stunned, Phil was left standing there, fear written across his face and a puddle threatening to form in his pants.

Paul Levesque was on the phone to his wife in his dressing room. It had just gone 8pm and she still hadn't made it to the arena yet. Twice in the last hour Vince had thundered down the hall looking for her, demanding to know where she was. Yet oddly enough he hadn't tried to ring his daughter, Paul thought. "Babe, he has been down here twice. He sent your brother in here to look for you, and I'm guessing your mum is next," he joked."What? No, he hasn't noticed Maria isn't here yet, but Phil has been running around like a dog on heat trying to find her." He absently drew patterns on the chairs arm rest as he waited for Stephanie to finish what she was saying. "He's avoiding Torrie and that like the plague. He had a run in with Glen though, the little shit almost pissed his pants." He listened again, getting a little restless. He hated talking on the phone for long periods. "So you'll be here in half an hour?" he interrupted. "Ahuh .. wait that's the door, I better go Steph. Love you." He hung up the phone and half heartedly called "Come in."

As he'd just predicted, Linda McMahon stuck her head around the door. "Evening Paul."

"Hi Mom." He leaned back in his chair and pretended to be exasperated." No I don't know where Steph is."

"Oh bollocks," Linda said sitting across from him. "You know as well as I do she's gone to play good Samaritan in Nevada. Just don't tell her father." As they finished laughing Linda asked. "So I presume you know what's going on around here?"

"Yes. But to be honest, I can't say a thing. It's too personal, but I swear to you it's being dealt with."

"Well I guess I can't force you too. The locker room is starting to buzz out there, they want to know where their Champ is." Linda stood and walked to the door, turning around just before it closed. "And unlike that dim-witted husband of mine, they've already established that Maria isn't here either." Paul smiled as the door closed, but that smile quickly turned to a look of apprehension. It was bad enough that he was involved in this, he didn't want Stephanie dragging the entire roster into it too.

A private land strip on the outskirts of Tacoma ..

The entire plane trip to Tacoma Maria had been asleep in Johns' arms. Shortly after take-off John had fallen asleep as well, but from the look on his face, for once it was pleasant dreams he was having. Situated near the rear of the aircraft they were slightly obscured from view, but Dan and Pete had both seen Maria place an arm around Johns' waist to assist him on board. They'd heard Marias worried tone when John has insisted she sit virtually on top of him, all because she was scared she'd hurt him, and they had seen John place kiss upon kiss on Marias' forehead until she fell asleep, and even after, as if trying to reassure himself that she was really there.

Stephanie stuck her head out of the cockpit." We're ready to descend in five. You guys need to belt up." They nodded their agreement and Dan stood up, heading to the back of the plane to tell the other two. Stepping around Johns' bags just thrown on the fall, he found his brother already awake.

"Hey bro," John greeted him.

"Look at you," Dan replied. "Belt, record contract, and now the girl. You just don't settle for second best do you?"

John looked at his brother in all seriousness and responded quietly, "Why would I settle for second best when there's an angel right in front of me?"

Dan looked at John and smiled. "And any other time I would hassle you for saying something so corny. But it's true, so I can't." He turned back to the front of the plane. "Five minutes til landing, you gotta wake her up." He walked forward, proclaiming to Pete, "man, that brother of mine has gone soft."

"Not now J.C, just a few more minutes baby." Maria mumbled incoherently. John poked her in the side, and she lazily opened an eye." Hi."

"Hey there yourself Ri," John grinned before leaning in for a kiss.

"You know, a girl could get used to waking up to this." she teased.

"Good. Cos I intend on waking up with you in my bed a hell of a lot more often." He tweaked her nose as she rolled her eyes."Time to belt up. We'll be landing soon." The tension automatically returned to Marias face as she thought about seeing Phil again. "Hey," he chided.' Don't, I know what you're thinking. You remember what we talked about. You only have to tolerate him til the end of the show okay? By the time we get there, it'll already be 8.30, so it'll only be like an hour and a half. You know what the plan is, and you have a tonne of people behind you on this." She gripped his hand like a vice as she returned to her seat.

"Thank-you," she whispered. She leaned over her arm rest to touch her forehead against his. The chemistry between them was almost electric, and John swallowed roughly, overcome with desire at having her so close.

"Nothing but the best for my princess."

Tacoma ... the arena

Torrie stood in the Gorilla waiting for her entrance theme to start. Richard the annoying techie was glaring at her, and it was really starting to annoy her. She was itching to get in the ring tonight and keep busy, it kept her mind off how much she was missing Pete and the crazy situation in Nevada. She was scheduled for a fight against Mickie James tonight, but thanks to Trishs' return and that new chick Beth she knew that it wouldn't last very long. Sticking her tongue out at Richard she headed out the ring, Chloe under her arm, and the fans clearly on her side. Mickie James' music started and she entered to the jeering and chants of "Mickie is a psycho!"

The match had only just gotten underway when Torrie was tossed to the outside. By the time she got up, Beth was taking it Mickie and the two took off through the audience, Mickie in the lead with Beth in hot pursuit. Torrie picked up Chloe and simple shrugged at the camera, implicating 'oh well, what's a girl to do?' before heading to the top of the ramp where Trish was laughing. Trish raised Torrie's hand in victory, speaking out of the side of her mouth,"Hurry up and head back to Paul's locker room."

"They're here?" Torrie asked in surprise.

"Oh they're here alright."

"STEPHANIE MARIE MCMAHON LEVESQUE!" Vince yelled in fury."Just where in the holy heck have you been all afternoon?"

"Daddy, don't you remember?" She simpered. "I was over at OVW looking at the developmental wrestlers ..."

"Oh really?" The famous McMahon eyebrow rose. "And we have development territory in NEVADA NOW? You ran the jet to Nevada and back in one flaming day! We needed you here! Creative is a disaster, they need you to oversee something or rather ..."

Vince continued to ramble as Maria, John, Pete and Dan slipped past them into Pauls' locker room, where it seemed half the roster was waiting for them.

"Pete!" Torrie yelled, flinging herself at her husband.

"Well I hope I get that reaction when I go home," Dan joked.

"What, Torrie's going home with you?" Shawn joked. "Hey Dan, it's good to see you again. Guys," he said, referring to Trish and Paul in particular, "This is Johns' brother Dan, the coooool Cena."

"Hey," John objected."Not a chance!" As the focus shifted to John, five pairs of eyes automatically zoned in on the fact he was holding Marias' hand.

Charlie looked at Shawn, Trish, Torrie and Paul. "I knew it! Hand it over guys, you all owe me $5."

John cocked an eyebrow at the group. "You bet on me and Ri?"

Knowing they were sprung, Paul answered sheepishly. "Well it was that or listen to Amy rave on about her sex life with Adam ..."

"Woooaaah," John said, holding a hand in surrender, "I follow, enough said."

The easy atmosphere was broken when Stephanie came charging into the room. "Alright Maria, Phil is out there pacing the halls like a man possessed, we need to get you into make-up." Maria looked fearfully up at John who met her gaze. They seemed to forget about the people around them as a thousand words were exchanged between them with a single glance. John pulled her into an embrace and whispered, "You'll be fine Ri. Go, I'll be right here."

"We'll go with you," Trish said, nominating herself and Torrie. Maria smiled at them gratefully as they led her out the door. John bit his lip, knowing that anything could happen when Phil was in a bad mood, but relieved that the girls were with her. They could hold their own. His attention was brought back to the matter at hand as Stephanie laid out her plan.

If CM PUNK was going down, he was going down tonight.

And that's the end of THAT chapter .. there's a line in this one (from maria) that is verrrry similar to a line from john in chapter one ... a gold star and my next story dedicated to u if ur right ... pfft who i am kidding lol these things take way to long to write, i am hereby retiring from I swear it!

Thanks for reading guys!