A/N: I'm writing this at like, 2am at Laura's new house. YAY! Laura is currently dancing around doing th forbidden dance to Jesse McCartney's Right Where You Want Me. I blame Bree.

Chapter 8

"Why the hell did Adam Copeland just call Faith his wife?" John yelled at Courtney as they walked back to the hotel. Finally having sobered up, slightly.

"Duuur coz she is his wife." Bree rolled her eyes from her current position on AJ's back. All the girls were currently receiving piggy backs from the men. Nikki hit John over the head with her shoes from Matt's back.

"Well if you hadn't gone and been a man whore then she wouldn't have had to ring him, and then he wouldn't have had to come down here. And you would have been none the wiser about her stupid ass husband and everything would have been just bloody peachy." Nikki scoffed before hiccupping. She looked around herself before laughing to herself. That was Nikki all right, completely random.

"When did she marry him? She's only like twenty two!" John asked, as they neared the hotel.

"When she turned eighteen." Courtney finally spoke up. "She met him when she was sixteen; they waited until she was seventeen before they started dating, and the day after she turned eighteen they married. She was in Las Vegas with the girls when she met him. She didn't know that he worked with her dad until she went to the show the next night."

"Who are the girls?" John asked. Bree and Nikki giggling quietly as AJ and Matt put them down on their feet as they walked into the hotel entrance.

"Faith was a dancer, a show girl in Vegas." Jeff smiled. "She still is. Just on special occasion though."

"But she was sixteen." John said, slightly confused. "That's too young to dance in Vegas aint it?"

"You're never too young in Vegas." Bree smiled.

"Her mother was a show girl, how else do you think she met Ric Flair for god's sake." Matt laughed. "Faith started dancing as soon as she could walk. Eventually, Jackie took her out of school so that she could travel with her."

"So who old was she when she started dancing, like in Vegas?"

"She was fifteen."

"That's where you'll always find her if she ever goes missing. That show is her second family." Jeff said as he walked up to his room door. "Well I'll see you guys in the morning." Just hoping that his best friend would pull though, she didn't need all this drama in her life. She caused enough as it is.

With Faith & Adam

"Thank you." Faith said as she quietly sobbed into Adam's chest. They sat on top of their bed in Adam's Newcastle apartment. Faded photographs in old frames smiled back at them. This was her home.

Yeah, they had had a rough track record. But they were still married. They were still close. They occasionally got back together at bad times, when they knew only they could pull the other through. Like when Faith's mother passed away, Adam was by her side in less than an hour.

"Sssh… It's okay baby." He smoothed down her hair, pulling her closer. "You wanna tell me what happened?" He asked gently, not wanting to push it too far, but still wanting to know who exactly had hurt his wife so much that she could be in such a state.

"John… he basically told me he loved me… and then hes with some other girl. She was all over him Adam. She kissed him, and then he just looked straight through me as if I meant nothing to him." She sniffed back a few tears before resting her head on his chest once more. She breathed in and out, listening to his heart beat. She traced her finger tips over his chest, hearing his heart beat faster. Faith rose her head, looking straigth into his eyes. He pulled her closer kissing her softly, not wanting to pull away, but eventually having to, he smiled.

"I love you, you know that right?" He laughed.

"Ditto." She smiled, holding him tighter. They sat in comfortable silence, just listening to the other breathe.

"We best get some sleep." Adam whispered. "We gotta go down to London tomorrow." He pulled back the covers and climbed in, watching Faith as she undressed and pulled on a Rated R t shirt. She climbed into the bed next to him, immediately snuggling up close.

"Night Adam." She whispered, already half asleep.

"Night baby." He pulled her closer to him, wrapping his arm around her waist. She'd be safe with him, for a while.

Next Morning

John rolled over; he reached out, feeling around the bed for Faith. Cold sheets signaled that she wasn't there and hadn't been for a while. He groaned as his hangover kicked in. John managed to get out of bed and stumble into the bathroom to find some much needed aspirin.

Eventually he found the strength to get dressed and venture down to the hotel restaurant. He found a few of the tables had already been taken up. Nikki, Courtney, Bree, Randy, Matt, Jeff and AJ all sat around a cell phone, currently on loud speaker. No one noticed him stand behind and listen to their conversation.

"I just didn't think he was the type to do that, that's all." Faith held back the tears, down the line.

"We know babes, neither did we." Nikki sighed, taking a sip from her coffee.

"That's decafe right?" Matt asked quickly.

"Yes its god damn decafe." Nikki snapped before resting her head on his shoulder and swinging her legs up onto the chair next to her. Her black hair tied back, the pink stripe coming on from under a black and white striped headband.

"Look I gotta go. Me and Adam have to catch a plane down to London tonight." Faith sighed.

"Why tonight? Everyone leaves tomorrow." Jeff asked.

"I have a show to do. Plus I don't think I can be anywhere near him for a while." Faith paused, and mumbled something to Adam before laughing slightly. "So I'll meet you guys there. Love ya'll." She smiled.

"Ditto." They all yelled at the phone laughing.

"Ditto." John whispered before he sat down at the table, making his presence known.

"Well, well, well." Nikki smirked. "Look who it is."

"Man whore." Bree mumbled. Randy slapped John on the back of his head.

"Idiot."

"What the hell was that for?" John demanded. Okay so he had a slight memory lapse, he could remember parts of last night. Just not all of it. He knew everyone was mad with him, that Faith was mad with him. That Faith was married and never bothered to tell him. But he wasn't quite sure on why they were so mad.

"Erm, lemme think," Randy rolled his eyes, "How about, losing the best thing that's ever happened to you for some slut in a mini skirt."

"Baby, that wasn't a skirt. That was a belt." Courtney scoffed.

"Oh." John sighed, gradually beginning to remember what happened the night before.

FLASHBACK

John POV

"I'll be right back." I kissed Faith gently; she smiled at me before I walked back into the club and down the stairs. I re-emerged from the bathroom a couple minutes later, and headed over to the bar. Someone sat on the bar stool right next to me, trapping me against the bar. I ordered mine and Faith's drinks and paid, I turned to leave but this girl caught my eye.

"Liz?" I asked, it couldn't be her. She was blonder, her clothes were basically non existent, and I left this?

"Hey baby." She smiled, fluttering her eyelashes, and biting down on her bottom lip. "How you been?" She asked, moving her high heeled leg up my leg, making it even harder for me to leave.

"Great, but I erm, I gotta go."

"So soon?" She asked with puppy dog eyes, that she knew I couldn't resist. "One dance? For old times sake." Liz suggested.

"One dance and then I really have to go." We drank the drinks I bought and then some more. One dance couldn't hurt, right?

Wrong.

I saw the look on Faith's face, the empty, scared, shattered look. I caused that.

END OF FLASHBACK

"I hafta find her." John stood up from the table.

"Dude, she's on her way to London." Jeff said finishing his coffee.

"How come he gets to drink real coffee, and I'm stuck with this shit!" Nikki demanded looking into her mug full of decafe coffee.

"Because I'm special." Jeff stuck out his tongue.

"Children!" Matt warned, "This is neither the time nor the place. John, here, has a problem, with our girl." Tickling Nikki gently.

"You do that again and you die." She warned.

"Having been in your shoes, I can tell you that she's gunna stay with Adam for a few weeks before she gets her confidence back up. Then she might come back up here to see her Dad. But don't bank on it. You really hurt her." AJ said, lacing his fingers with Bree's and pulling her closer to him.

"I know. I fucked up, big time." John sighed, heading to the closest gym. Not knowing that Faith would be there too.

A/N: Sooo bored, so tired, so hung over. Reviews will make me happy again. 5 & then I update, Bree I want muh chapter of Secret Love bitch! Nikkerz I wanna read your story! Hurry th fuck up & post it! Love ya skanks.