Friends Maybe More...

Authors note: This chapter is a little longer. Thanks to all that reviewed. I'm glad everyone is liking this story. I love this couple to death. This story should be wrapping up in the next few chapters, but I am getting ideas for new stories, so hopefully I'll get something out after this. Anyway, thanks again.

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Chapter 10

John awoke with a splitting headache. He was slightly disoriented, and didn't know what was going on. He gazed up into several faces that surrounded him, all of them blurry. He tried to sit up, but was firmly pushed back down by a strong arm. Trying to focus in on the person who had pushed him back down, he realized it was Shawn Michaels.

"John man, what happened here? You've been out for almost a half hour. We got worried about you when you didn't show for your match, and we came in and found you knocked out. Do you know who did this to you?" Shawn asked his friend.

John looked up at Shawn and took a deep breath. "I don't know what happened man. One minute I was in here getting ready, and the next I'm lying here on the ground looking up at you guys. Where's Maria?" He asked, looking around for the brown haired diva.

"We aren't sure man. Trish went looking for her in her room to tell her what happened, and she wasn't anywhere to be found. My guess is she went back to the hotel or something"

John got a worried look on his face and his heart immediately sank. "We have to find her! God dammit, some things not right. I can feel it. Her stalker... She got a letter from him tonight. I told her to wait in her dressing room for me to finish my match, and then we would leave. He must of done this to me and taken her while I was out." He put his head in his hands and let out a loud yell.

Shawn looked down at his friend in pity. Pausing for a moment and collecting his thoughts, he placed a comforting hand on Cena's shoulder. "Don't worry man, we'll find her. I promise. We'll find her, and then make the bastard that took her pay."

John looked up at his friend and smiled. "Thanks bro. It means a lot to know that you got my back." Standing up wearily, he surveyed everyone in the room. "Ok, first things first. The most important thing right now is finding out where Maria is. I want a tally up of everyone that was supposed to be here tonight. They should all still be here. Whoever isn't, is most likely the one that took Ria. Now, lets get a move on."

Everyone jumped to and started going about their tasks. An hour later, they all reconvened in John's dressing room.

Trish filled John in on what everyone had found out. "The only ones not here that should be are Maria, Shane, and Mickie. I called Mickie, and she is back at the hotel. She got sick and decided to get out of here, so that leaves Shane and Maria. I have no idea where he would have taken her though. I'm sorry." Trish said.

"Shane. I'm gonna kill that punk bitch when I get my hands on him. I need to go find Vince and see where sonny boy has taken off to. Thanks everyone for the help. I'll keep ya'll updated as I can." With that said, John walked out of the room, and down to Vince's office.

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Meanwhile 5000 feet in the air, Maria started to come out of her drug induced sleep. Slowly opening her eyes, she stared blankly for a moment at the site before her. Shane sat on a couch opposite her sipping a scotch. Slowly sitting up, Maria glared openly at him. "What the hell have you done? Where are we going you bastard?" She growled as she got up to hit him.

Shane blocked her hands and set his scotch down. Laughing to himself, he grabbed her and wrapped his arms around her. Stroking her brown tresses, he sighed into her ear. "Baby, I'm just taking you to a far off place where we can be together for the rest of our lives. Isn't that what you want honey?"

Fighting to free herself from him, she turned and spit in his face. That only succeeded in angering him however, as he backhanded her, causing her to fall to the ground. Getting her bearings, she slowly stood again, only to be knocked back to the ground. Wiping blood from her mouth, she glared at him. "I would rather kill myself than spend the rest of my life with you, you sorry son of a bitch!"

Shane kicked her in the stomach and growled. "Maria, don't you get it? You belong to me now. I decide what happens to you. Now see what you've made me do? You've made me angry, and caused me to punish you. I suggest you watch what you do from know on if you wish to avoid further punishments."

Maria stared up at him in fear and helplessness. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she tried to block out what was happening to her. Her only hope left was that John found her soon. She closed her eyes as she pictured John coming to her rescue and a smile played on her lips.

"See baby, I think this will all be alright. You just need to get used to being with me. You look like you're already starting to accept it. Now come up here and give daddy some sugar."

Maria looked at him in disgust. "I'd rather rot."

Sending another kick to her stomach, he bent down and yanked her up into his awaiting arms. Sitting down on the couch, he grabbed a length of rope that was laying on the floor, and began to tie her wrists together. Making sure it was good and tight, he pushed her face down on the couch, and tied her ankles as well. Happy with the job, he looked at her and grinned. "Relax baby, our flight is almost over. We'll be landing soon. So, just get comfortable and enjoy the trip."

"You disgust me. John will find me, and when he does, you'll regret the day you were born."

"Oh really? The last time I checked, you're precious boyfriend was laying half-dead on his dressing room floor. I don't think we'll be bothered by him for awhile at least."

"What did you do to him?" Tears brimming in her eyes.

"Just gave the son of a bitch what he deserved. Now, shut up before I make you."

"I hate you! I hope you die!"

"Tut tut... such awful words. Are you trying to hurt my feelings? Well you have, so now there will be no more talking from you for the rest of the trip."

Standing up, Shane stuck a piece of duct tape over Maria's lips. Shaking her head and screaming at the top of her lungs did her no good, and she soon gave up and became subdued glaring at Shane, and awaiting the rest of her fate.

Shane smiled to himself. He was getting everything we wanted, and it was all working out perfectly. Soon they would be landing, and then they would be able to start their new lives together in piece.