Warning: There is actual drama in this chapter.

Lilian stood in the Divas' locker room, putting her clothes in her bag when she heard a knock at the door. Taking a quick glance around and seeing she was the only one in there, she walked over to get it. She barely had it open before a pair of strong arms wrapped around her waist and her lips were captured in a firm kiss. After a few minutes he pulled back, though his arms remained around her to keep her balanced. Lilian slowly opened her eyes and smiled.

"What was that for?"

John grinned down at her. "Just reminding you how much better my kisses are."

"Believe me, I know." She ran the back of her hand down the side of his face. "I love the fact that you shave."

"Did you brush?" He laughed and stepped into the locker room, letting the door shut behind him.

"Only about five or six times," she answered.

"Good, here's a Listerine strip." He pulled out a little plastic container from his pocket. Flipping up the lid, he offered Lilian one.

"John, he doesn't have Bird Flu. I'll be fine."

"Come on Lil, you can never be too safe. Do it for me at least?"

Rolling her eyes, she reached over and took the strip, placing it in her mouth. "Did I make you do this after you kissed Maria?"

John smirked and took a seat on the bench. "If I remember correctly? Yes. Then again, my memory from that night is a little hazy, too much of you yelling in Spanish!"

Lilian smiled sheepishly and shrugged her shoulders. "Sorry?

"And you should be!"

"Hey wait a minute!" She sat down next to him on the bench, turning her towards him. She started shaking her head and placed her small hands on his head, bringing him closer to her. "John, you said you'd be more careful out there." She traced the outline of the bandage with her finger.

"It's just an old cut that got busted open again. I didn't even need stitches, baby." He smiled reassuringly.

She sighed and chewed softly on her bottom lip. "That's not the point, it shouldn't have been busted open again in the first place. You promised me, John."

"I know I did, and I was careful. Rob just hit me a little too hard at one point. But I repeat, I'm fine."

Lilian sat back on the bench and played with her bracelet. "Can I ask you something?"

"Of course, anything."

"Why do you put up with me?" At his confused look, she pressed on. "I mean I have a fit every time you get hurt. I work for this company, I should understand. Why do you deal with me?"

"That's easy," he said with a smile. He pulled her into his lap so that she was straddling him. "Because I love you, Lilian. If you didn't get worried about me, I don't really know how I'd feel. At least I know you care about me."

She smiled and felt tears build up in her eyes. "Aw, you should write Hallmark cards when you retire."

He shook his hand and used his thumbs to wipe away her tears. "Why are you crying?"

"I don't know, because you're so incredibly sweet and nobody else gets you but me?"

Grinning, he rested his hands in the small of her back, pushing her towards him. He pressed his lips onto hers and began to kiss her softly.

"Yeah, so I was like, 'Why in the hell is he still here?'" Trish Stratus and Lita walked into the locker room, laughing about something.

Seeing the couple on the bench, Lita and Trish made fake gagging noises. "Oh God, would you two get a room already?"

Pulling back slightly, Lilian glared up at her friends. "Excuse me, we were ALONE in here!"

Chuckling softly, John gave her a gentle squeeze. "Down killer. Come on, let's get out of here."

With a pout, she climbed off of the bench and allowed him to grab her bags. Wrapping an arm around his waist, the pair started towards the door. Pausing briefly as Lilian turned back to her friends, she smiled sweetly at the pair before quickly flipping them off.

"Hey Lil," Trish called, "what does uh…oh, what was it Ames, 'Como que ay Papi' mean?"

Lilian glared at both divas, who were now doubled over in laughter. She glared at them until John pulled her out the door and into the hall. "Those sluts are going to pay!" she said loudly, slamming the wall with her fist.

"They were messing with you, Lil, you know that. Don't worry, I'm sure you'll find some way to get revenge on them."

Lilian snorted, crossing her arms. "Yeah, well, now I've got a lot of anger running through these veins and it looks like you're the only one around to unleash it on."

"Oh I love it when you're all aggressive!" John snickered before backing up, raising his arms in a mock surrender. "Or should I be scared right now?"

She didn't answer, instead stepped closer to him and used her body to pin his against the wall. Her lips found his once more, holding him in place for a breath taking kiss before she finally pulled away. "Hmm...I think I'll let you decide."

"Okay, I vote we go back to the hotel – right now." He nodded, picking her up along with the bags. He practically ran down the hall and into the parking lot.

"John! Put me down! You're going to drop me."

He opened the trunk and put the bags in. Then, with Lilian still thrown over his shoulder, he opened the passenger seat, setting her down inside. He ran around to the other side and in a split second, he had the car started and was flooring it out of the parking lot.

"Oh my God and you thought you were the one that should be scared!" Lilian said, trying to fix her hair.

He turned his head so that he could glance over at her, yet still focus on the road. "I was being good till you took advantage of me in the hallway!"

She smirked and glanced down at her nails. "I hardly took advantage of you, it was just a kiss."

He shook his head, half mumbling to himself. "Just a kiss my ass!"

Arching a brow, Lilian looked over at him. "¿Perdóneme? Did you just tell me to kiss your ass?"

"And if I did?" he asked, whipping into a hotel parking place. "It's too late now, baby, the damage is done."

Before she had the chance to even make a move for the handle, he was already running over and lifting her back out. He grabbed their bags and made a mad dash for the hotel room. Once inside, John threw the bags down and headed for the bed. Going from a completely opposite pace, he gently placed her on the bed before kissing her like never before. When he finally broke away, she was blinking hard, trying to get her thoughts straight.

"You act like I've never touched you before," she finally said.

He lowered his body on top of hers, supporting his weight on his arms. "I just, okay, so seeing Charlie kiss you like that kind of bothered me."

Realization slowly dawned on her and she brought her hands up to cup his face. "You were jealous." It wasn't much of a question more of a statement but he still nodded his head. "John, you know you're the only one for me. What I do out there, it's just an act."

He gently ran his fingers through her hair, sighing softly. "I know. I just uh never mind, forget I mentioned it."

Frowning, Lilian tilted her head. "What's bothering you?"

"I know how you felt now when I kissed Maria. You're saying everything I said that night. It was for the storyline, it wasn't real – all that. And I know that. It was just weird sitting there, watching him shove his tongue down your throat."

Lilian cringed. "Don't remind me! I'm sure Jackie will take care of it though," she said laughing. "What, do you think I enjoyed that?"

"Well, you didn't act too repulsed by it."

Looking up at him, Lilian shook her head. "Please tell me you're not going there. You act like I kissed him back or something!"

John sighed and looked away, his voice dropping in volume. "Well...those last few seconds? It kind of looked like you were, or at least about to."

Her annoyance with him grew and she stood up, putting distance between them before she did something she might regret. "I can't believe you."

"I'm just trying to talk to you about this, like you said!" He tried keeping his tone down so he didn't make her even more angry.

"This is unbelievable! Your kiss with Maria was ten times worse than mine! Yours lasted for at least ten seconds! I didn't even do anything with Charlie! Pero claro, siempre es mi culpa y yo soy la que hace algo mal."

"What?" John stood up from the bed, facing her. "This is different for me. I'm not exactly used to seeing your lips on another man's and watching you kiss someone else that isn't me."

"I didn't kiss him!" she screamed.

John stepped closer and sighed, reaching out to pull her to him. She glared at him and slapped his hands away. "Don't touch me!"

"Lily...baby, please. I'm sorry." Again he reached for her, and again she slapped his hands away. Moving over towards the closet, she grabbed her bag and began to throw some clothes into it. "What are you doing? Don't leave."

Not bothering to look at him, she continued packing. "I'm not leaving...YOU are. I will not share a room with a guy who thinks I like kissing someone else." Tossing his bag at him, she rested her hands on her hips. "Go on, I'm sure Maria will let you room with her."

"Lilian, would you stop it for a second? Are you seriously going to throw me out because of something that had to do with a scripted kiss?"

"No, but you sure are. You're acting like it's the end of the world and I did it for purposes other than a storyline. You know, I didn't say a word when you told me you had a sex scene in your movie, I stayed pretty damn quiet when it came to you and Maria, and you're just going to flip out on me? I don't think so. Get the hell out." She pointed to the door.

"No," he said defiantly, putting his bag down. "I paid for this room and I'm going to stay in it."

"Now you're acting like a three year old! My niece is more mature than you are."

"This coming from the woman throwing me out? You have no room to talk about maturity tonight, Garcia."

Lilian balled her fists by her sides and stepped closer to him. Her hazel eyes full of the anger she felt for the man before her. "Get…out...NOW!" Bringing her hand up, she shoved him back, adding emphasis to her point.

John however, didn't budge. Instead brought his hands up and wrapped them around her wrists, pulling her to him before she could object. "I'm not leaving with you mad at me."

She pulled away once more and shrugged her shoulders. "Fine, have it your way." She walked over to the bed and tossed a pillow and blanket onto the couch. "You'll sleep there then."

John looked at her. She glared and then walked into the bathroom. He heard the water running and sat down on the couch with a sigh. He pulled his shirt and shorts off before spreading the blanket out on the couch. Lilian came back out moments later ready for bed. She crawled in between the sheets and waited for sleep.

He looked at her for a moment, deciding to not say anything. He turned the lights off and went to the couch. After a while he heard Lilian sniffing and breathing erratically. He sat up, looking at her shaking body in the dark. He shook his head and got off the couch, slowly making his way to the bed. He reached out, placing his hand on her arm and then lifted her up to his chest. "Please don't cry, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to act like such a jackass."

She stiffened in his arms at first. "I told you not to touch me John."

He sighed and started to move away before shaking his head. "I'm not playing your games tonight, Lil. I love you and I'm not going anywhere, not until you talk to me."

"I don't want to talk to you now. You hurt me John, I know you didn't mean to, but that doesn't change the fact that you did."

"I can't take back what I said, no matter how much I want to." He sighed softly and gently ran his fingers through her hair. "But, you need to believe me when I say I'm sorry."

"I just can't believe you actually think I would enjoy something like that." She sniffed and started to wipe at her cheeks. "It was pure acting, for TV. It's like the same thing you did for your movie."

"I know," he said softly, kissing the top of her head. "I'm sorry I overreacted. I knew he was going to kiss you, you told me that, but I didn't think he'd go that far."

"John, I told him to go that far. I don't want to blow this angle by doing things half-assed." She bit down on her lip and looked at him. "It was my idea, I told him to."

"You what? Lil, why?"

"I don't get many angles, John. This is my chance to prove to people that I'm more than just a ring announcer. That I can do more than stand there and look pretty."

He sighed and impulsively tightened his hold on her. "I just wish it was me out there with you, not Charlie."

She leaned into him, laying her head on his shoulder. "So do I. But we can't change Vince's mind, we have to deal with the hand we're dealt."

"Are you a fortune cookie now?"

She laughed lightly and sat up to look at him. He cupped her face in his hands, wiping away her tears. "I don't know what all Vince and the rest of creative are thinking about this. I could wind up being Charlie's onscreen girlfriend for all I know." She felt John's arms twitch slightly. "Please promise me you won't get mad if there's more kissing involved."

He sighed and stretched his legs out so that she could lie in the space between them. "I'll try. I can't guarantee that, but I promise that I will try and keep it under control."

She nodded her head and leaned against his chest, resting her hands on top of his. "That's all I ask."

John rested his head on hers and grinned softly. "You know, we just survived our first fight."

"We did, didn't we?"

"Mmhmm, it was even full of tears, yelling, both in Spanish and English, I must say I'm proud of us."

Lilian laughed softly. "We keep this up and we'll damage our goody good couple image!"

"But you know…" He let his words trail off and turned her hand over so he could play with her fingers.

"Know what?" she asked, using her other hand to draw random patterns on his chest.

"Since this was our first fight, we've never really got to make up after a fight and you know what they say." He looked down at her and winked.

"John, I don't get…OH!" Finally understanding she looked at him, narrowing her eyes. "Is that all you ever think about?"

"Well it's not all I think about, but I do think we should test the theory!"

Turning in his arms, Lilian wrapped her arms around his neck. "Well...I guess we could test it."

John grinned excitedly. "Really?" He narrowed his eyes playfully. "You're not just playing with me, are you?"

"No, but I might a little later." She smiled sweetly at him and rested her hands at the top of his boxers.

"Then I guess I'll have to tease you right back." He slipped his hands under her shirt, gripping the hem of it. She shivered a little at the slight contact his fingers made with her skin. "I had a question," he said softly, twisting the shirt around his fingers.

"And what's that?"

"Does Trish know all the things we do?"

Her finger stopped playing with the fabric of his shorts and looked at him. "You make it sound like we're kinky little rabbits." She laughed and shook her head. "No, I don't. Do you tell all the guys what we do?"

He continued moving his hands along her stomach and shook his head. "Nope, they still think you're innocent." He laughed and brushed his lips along her neck. "If they only knew the truth."

Lilian smirked and went back to playing with the band of his shorts. "If they did know the truth, I might have to go back to being innocent!"

"In that case...my lips are sealed."

Lowering her head, she ran her tongue along the seam of his lips before pouting. "But that might ruin my fun!"

He stared at her. She turned her head, trying to figure out what he was up to. He raised one of his hands, using the backs of his fingers to smooth over her cheeks. "You're so beautiful."

"You must really want sex."

"What?" he asked, stunned.

"The only time a guy ever says that about a girl is when he wants some."

He stared at her, confused. "I don't think so, but weren't we headed down that road anyways?"

"Actually, I was thinking we could play a rousing game of Monopoly!" She grinned and started laughing.

John groaned, before playing along. "How about checkers? I'll even let you jump me."

She laughed and smacked him lightly on the arm. "You're such a perv!"

"Nuh uh!" He chuckled at the look she gave him. "Okay maybe I am, but you made me this way."

She shrugged and pulled on the elastic of his boxers. "So if I'm the one that's some…I have to…what is it, come get some?"

John grinned at her. "Damn right."

"Oh, well, okay then." Using her hands, she pushed him all the way back on the bed. She hovered over him and whispered against his lips, "Is the Champ still here?" She winked and then claimed his lips with her own, giving him a long, deep kiss.