Disclaimer: Well after being yelled at figuratively by people to update I think I will while I have down time. You will notice me trying to write, but failing miserably. So again I own no one of the WWE yada, yada, yada.

Later that night

Scrape, scrape

Jessie woke up and shook John "huh what's wrong?"

"Do you hear that?" she whispered

John sat there quietly and listened then heard it.

"What is it?"

"I don't know, stay he" he said getting out of bed, going to his bag

"What are you doing?"

He grabbed a gun from his bag "if it's the fucker trying to get in I'm finally ending this shit"

She jumped up "John don't if you kill him you'll be in jail, and then what will you do?"

"I'll give him five seconds to leave and get the hell out of our lives and if he doesn't I don't care what happens to me"

"Please John don't!" She pleaded with him

He kissed her and went to the door to look out the peep hole "nothing"

"Then what was that noise?"

"I don't know but I'm calling the cops to look at the door before I open it"

"Because, if it was him and we open the door we could destroy his fingerprint"

John called the cops, when they arrived one called in "sir you still in there?"

"Yea, is it ok if we come out?"

"No, we need to call the bomb squad"

"Why the hell do you need to call the fucking bomb squad for me to get out the door?"

"Because he rigged it to blow once you opened your door"

John's face grew pale "so in other words we're fucking stuck in here till they disable it?"

"I'm sorry sir I have no training in this and it could be an hour or two before they get it disabled"

"What about the window?"

"We would need them to check that first; this man doesn't seem to want you alive so I would just get comfortable till the bomb squad shows up"

"What the fuck, what are we supposed to do till then?"

"I have no clue sir"

John turned to Jessie "I guess were fucking stuck here"

"Want to try and get some more sleep?"

"No, I don't want to wake up to a big bang"

"Neither do I"

"So what do we do?"

"I have no clue; this bastard is really going to get it"

"Hey John"

"Yea"

"You might want to re-hide that" she said pointing to the gun

"O, yea don't want to get thrown in jail for attempting to kill someone"

"That would only make him happy"

"And we don't want to do that" she said watching him hide the gun in his bag