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Jane POV

Smackdown was doing great aside from a few injuries and pointless squabbles. I had been talking to Stu ever since our date night and everything was going pretty well. He was charming, but I was the problem. I hadn't dated anyone of note since John and I wasn't sure about diving back in yet.

"Jane, problem." my assistant said and I sighed as I looked up at them. I had some how gotten Brad Maddox as my assistant, but that was Dad's way of being nice. He would reassign people if he liked them so he didn't have to get rid of them.

"John is starting shit." he said and I raised an eyebrow.

"John or Nikki?" I asked him and chuckled.

"Nikki isn't here tonight." he said and I smirked. I remember that Dad felt she needed time off.

"Let's go." I said and walked out to see what was going on. We walked to the catering area to find John in Stephen and Stu's faces. He was screaming that they were fucking pu the show and many other things. He took a breath and I saw my opening.

"John, the only one fucking up anything is you, so if you would quietly come with me that would be fabulous. The other option, if you continue to be a self-absorbed asshole, is to leave. You leave and not come back for 2 months without pay." I said and he was fuming he started to open his mouth and I put my hand up.

"Yes, I can do that, and no, I don't care who the fuck you are or what you have done for this business." I said and I saw many people smirking. John had made a lot of enemies and the list grew exponentially when he started dating the Bella twin.

"Now, step to it and head that way." I said and pointed to the hallway. He grumbled something and started down there. I gave everyone a small smile and turned to follow him.

"Thank you!" I heard someone yell and I gave a small wave as I made my way back to my office. John walked in and I followed. I told Brad to make sure that everything was back to running smoothly, and shut the door. I turned to talk to John and he pressed me up against the door. I didn't have time to fight when I felt his lips against mine. I had craved this for the last 4 years... but now I wanted nothing more than I hit him.

I pushed him off and the only sound in the room was our breathing... it was harsh and ragged. I looked into his crystal blue eyes and I could feel rage coming from my own. I couldn't stop myself and I slapped him as hard as I could across the face. The sound echoed off the brick walls and it was followed by a low chuckled. I wanted to be as close and far away from him as possible.

"Stop fucking up my show, and keep your fucking nasty lips off me." I snarled at him as he smirked. I had busted his lip wide open as the blood trickled out. He wiped his lip with the back of his hand and kept his eyes trained on me. I knew John's temper, but I didn't care. I was so pissed at him right now. I should never have come back.

"Get out." I said and he looked down before looking at me again. I wanted to turn around, but he caught my wrist and pulled me to him again. I was struggling, but he was so fucking strong. He pulled me close, put a soft hand on my cheek, and softly placed his lips to mine. I remembered our kissed like this... I missed them. I missed him.

He pulled away and looked in my eyes.

"I am sorry, Jane." he whispered, kissed the back of my hand, and left. I stood there looking at the door, questioning everything, and conflicted if I wanted him to come back. I was so confused, lost, and felt more anger than I ever had at this whole situation.

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