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Notes: The Italic part is a flashback scene...

-X-

Chapter 2 - You remind me of someone...

2 years later...

Lita sighed as she drew her leg up on the couch, her chin then rested on her drawn up knee. Hazel eyes watched the figures in the ring do a routine she had once been familiar with. A sad smile appeared on her lips as John Cena clotheslined his opponent for the night, Carlito. The pair were currently wrestling for the #1 contenders shot for the Intercontinental Title, which was currently being held by Randy Orton. She couldn't be more proud of her friends. Victoria had gained her third reign as Women's Champion with Melina in the #1 contenders spot. Dave had beat out the competition to hold the WWE title back with Edge working his tail off for another chance at the title.

It had made her happy over the past two years to see her friends achieving numerous goals they had set forth for themselves. And yet it saddened her because she couldn't be there with them to celebrate. Sure she'd spoken to a few of them since she had left two years previous but it wasn't the same, especially when the one person she truly cared about hadn't been one of the few to call.

"Here's your winner...John Cena!" Lilian Garcia's voice broke into her thoughts.

A small yet loud bark was heard seconds after Lilian had announced the winner of the match. Lita smiled as a golden ball of fluff darted into the living room and jumped onto the couch beside her. The little golden retriever puppy barked happily and wagged its' tail as his paws pressed against Lita's thigh. She couldn't help but laugh at the puppies excitement.

"What are you so happy about?" She cooed and moved her hand to scratch behind the little retriever's ear. He wagged his tail happily, barking again as JR and King made comments about Cena's victory. "They just keep saying your name don't they, Cena?"

Cena barked again and crawled up onto his redheaded owner's lap. The smile never left the redhead's lips as she petted her four month old pup. He curled up her lap, enjoying the hand running over his golden fur. Lita looked down at the puppy as she remembered the day she got him.

-X-

It had been a month since she to put Louie down. As much as she hated to do it, she really had no choice. The poor dog had become extremely sluggish and his eyesight and hearing was not what it used to be. So Lita thought it best to put the old aged dog to sleep and out of his misery. Like her previous dogs, she was going to miss the dog dearly. With his absence she pined for another little companion, which lead her to a local shelter in Atlanta.

One of the shelters' workers lead her to a back room where the dogs were kept. She smiled politely as she looked from one cage to the cage. There were so many dogs in need of a good home and she couldn't decide which one she wanted more. If it were possible she would have adopted them all and given them a great home, but she knew she couldn't.

"If you'd like I can show you the ones currently in the play area." The polite woman said as she ushered Lita further into the back of the room. Against the wall was what she assumed to be the play area. There were three different sections with a barrier that came to just about her waist.

The first section held two nearly grown beagle mixes. They happily ran up to the mini wall and stared up at the redhead. She smiled and leaned forward to pet the pair. In the second was a German Shepard, who looked about 6 months old. The half grown dog barked loudly, it's dark face watching her. Lita couldn't help but laugh as a trio of gold retrievers barked at the bigger dog from the third play area. Hazel eyes watched in amusement as the smallest puppy preceded to tackle and play with his older siblings.

"How old are they?" She asked as she continued to watch the interaction between the trio.

"8 weeks. They are adorable and quite playful. Especially the little one, he is the most active."

Lita nodded, "I can see that. He doesn't back down from anything does he?"

"Not at all."

They both shared a laugh as the golden puppy pressed against the wall that divided him and the German Shepard and preceded to bark at the bigger puppy. Lita took a step closer and gently picked up the excited puppy.

"Aren't you cute." She laughed as the puppies tongue came out and licked the tip of her nose. The redhead settled the pup in her arms. and looked down at him. "You remind me of someone..."

He barked and wagged his tail as he tried to jump from her arms and into the arena with the German Shepard. A sad smile formed on Lita's face. "You're kind of like him..."

She shook her head and nodded to the woman standing beside her. "When can I sign the papers?"

The woman smiled as she took the puppy from Lita's arms. "Go to the front desk and we'll get the papers and this little guy ready for you."

"Cena." The former diva stated before she knew it.

The older woman blinked, "Excuse me?"

Lita smiled, "That's what I want to name him, Cena."

-X-

A tear ran down the red haired woman's cheek. Even after two years John Cena was able to have this affect on her. It hurt to know she hadn't heard a word from him since she had run off that night at Lilian's Farwell party for her. The day she had told him her true feelings for him. That she loved him. Although she could only blame herself for not hearing from him. She had made it a mission to avoid him at all costs, even if it hurt her in the process as well.

The puppy on her lap whimpered and Lita was drawn out of her thoughts. She glanced at the golden furred animal and wiped at her face before she gently picked him up.

"Let's go to bed Cena, what do you say?" Lita asked, smiling slightly when Cena licked her nose. "Yeah me too. It's late. Tomorrow we'll go for a walk, sounds good?"

She laughed slightly, realizing she was talking to the animal as if he could respond. With Cena tucked carefully in her arms, the redheaded woman headed into her bedroom after turning off Raw for the night.

-X-

John Cena glanced over at the man standing beside him. Randy Orton was currently speaking with an attractive blonde that he had stopped while they were out. The older man sighed as he excused himself, although he knew that Randy and the blonde probably wouldn't really care. The West Newbury native continued walking down the path, blue eyes shielded by a pair of Randy's designer glasses focused on the paved path. He didn't want to be here. It brought back too many old memories. Many that made him quite solemn.

Two years was a long time to not talk to some one you truly cared about, and John felt a little in the dark for not knowing why she had suddenly stopped talking to him. After Lita had ran off on him, he'd tried to catch up to her but the determination in her made it nearly impossible to do. She had been pulling out the drive way when he had arrived back at Lilian's house and didn't spare so much as a glance back at him. John had tried calling her numerous times but she never answered her phone...or at least for him. It made him wonder if she had truly meant what she had said to him that night.

But if she loved him, wouldn't she had made an effort to talk to him? Or to maybe try and see him?

John sighed and rubbed the back of his neck, despite feeling hurt from her actions he still loved her. He'd tried to date other woman and to forget about her but in the end whenever they ended up in bed he only saw her.

"Why'd you run off like that Cena?" Randy's annoyed voice broke John from his thoughts from behind him.

John turned around to look at his casually dressed friend. "What?"

Randy pulled his shades down the rim of his nose enough so his blue eyes showed and rolled them. "You were rude and just walked off while I was talking to Allison."

"Not like it woulda made a difference man." John frowned as Randy fell into step with him.

The taller man pushed his sunglasses back up and looked straight ahead. "She was offering to get you a date for later today."

John made a face, "You know I hate when people set me up, besides I still ain't..."

"I know I know, but face it man you have to move on. It's been two years." Randy glanced over at his sad friend and felt sorry for him. He knew how much the redhead meant to John but when she tells you not to let the man know how she's doing, you can't really go back on your word.

"Why'd we have to come 'ere?" Cena asked as he stuffed his hands into his jeans pockets.

"It's a nice change of scenery. Or would you have preferred to stay cooped up in the hotel room or at the gym over working yourself."

"Hey, it helps to clear my mind." John shot back.

Randy rolled his eyes despite the fact John couldn't see him, "Sure, but over doing it isn't going to help any man."

The West Newbury native snapped his head in the taller mans direction and glared at him. His mouth opened to say something smart back but another voice interrupted him.

"Cena?"

Both men looked in the direction of the voice and slowly removed the shades from their faces. They glanced at one another when they heard Cena being called once more.

"Cena? Where are you?"

John blinked and opened his mouth to stay where he was until he say a golden retriever puppy race out of the bushes from their left. The puppy glanced around and spotted them. He dashed toward them and circled their feet, sniffing at their covered feet on occasion.

Randy rose a brow at the excited puppy, "Well he's cute." He bent down slightly and let the pup sniff his hand. "Where's your owner?"

Again they heard a woman calling Cena, the puppy perking up and turning his head in the direction of the voice but not moving. It wasn't long before a red haired woman stumbled out of the bushes from same direction the puppy had come from.

"Cena? Where are you boy?" She whistled and glanced around for her puppy.

Familiar hazel eyes grew slightly when she saw her puppy circling Randy's feet. The tall man holding onto the leash so the pup wouldn't run off again.

"Hey Lita." The St. Louis native smiled.

She smiled back and walked closer. "Randy, it's been a while."

He nodded, trying not to frown when he realized she hadn't greeted John, "Only two months."

"Yeah, what brings you here?" Lita asked as she stopped in front of him.

"If you were watching Raw last night you'd know we were here for the show. I'm taking a walk with..." He went to point in John's direction but the man was no where to be seen. Randy looked around, catching sight of a covered head shaking it's head no. "a friend, but he went on a head."

Lita frowned, "That's nice. It's a really nice day out so I'm not surprised your out and about. I know that's why I took Cena out."

"Cena?"

She laughed and pointed to the golden retriever, whose leash he was holding. "My puppy. You would have known that I bought a new dog if you had visited me last month like you told me you were."

Randy smiled sheepishly, feeling his friends glare on him. "Yeah sorry about that, but you know how the business is."

Lita nodded, "Yeah I do. I miss it."

"Then why not come back?"

She shook her head, "I can't. Not right now. So how is everyone?"

He handed the leash back to her, "They're doing great. Everyone misses you and Trish. There are still a lot of signs from people wanting the two of you to come back."

The redhead laughed, "I know, I saw some of them last night. You must be happy, getting to feud with your best friend for the Intercontinental Title."

"It's going to be a lot of fun. You know how John is."

She smiled sadly, "I know." She rubbed at her arm, "How is he?"

"He's doing good. Why don't you call him?"

"I can't. He's probably moved on and forgotten all about me." Lita stated, running a hand through her hair.

"Call him and find out."

Lita opened her mouth to reply but Cena barked, not liking that he was being ignored. The glanced down to see him tugging on his leash to continue with their walk.

"I guess I should be going now. I'll catch you later Randy. Tell everyone I said hi and that I wish them the best."

Randy nodded and waved as the redhead ran off with Cena. His friends presence soon behind him, when she was out of sight.

"How long have you been talking to her?" John asked, his eyes still on where the redhead disappeared.

"I never stopped talking to her." Randy replied simply, knowing that he was going to be under a lot of questions now. "Look if you want to talk to her then you should either call her or visit her at her home. Our flights aren't until tomorrow, so you have all night to do something if you really do love her. But it's your choice."

Before the older man could say another word, Randy had turned around and walked the opposite direction of Lita. John looked down the path once more. Maybe he should call her and talk to her one last time. He sighed heavily and ran a hand through his hair before heading off after Randy.