A/N Part 1: Just to clarify, this is the "present" part of the story. Last chapter was a flash forward to October 2007, just after John's injury and subsequent surgery. The story is picking up a little under a week after She's a Rebel II ended.
Sorry for the confusion.
Another false report?
Jessica McMahon has been spotted, sporting a new ring on her left hand in the place of the platinum vine ring she received from boyfriend of just over a year, WWE Superstar John Cena. Then again, the last time she rocked a ring… it wasn't the right rock.
Perez Exclusive: Jessica McMahon will soon be changing her last name…
TO CENA!!
According to one of our sources close to the couple, Jessica's boyfriend, WWE Superstar, and über-hottie, John Cena, proposed in the presence of their families at their West Newbury, Massachusetts home on Saturday.
We're praying it's true this time!
Spotted! A People Magazine Exclusive!
WWE Diva and newly-platinum-selling recording artist, Jessica McMahon, has been spotted in Boston wearing a tri-stoned diamond ring on a platinum band on the all-important ring finger.
Are Jessica and John Cena ready to finally tie the knot?!
Ring the Bell
World Wrestling Entertainment would like to congratulate the Executive Vice President of Legal Affairs and Media Relations, WWE Diva, Jessica McMahon, and WWE Superstar, John Cena, on their engagement.
It's Official!
On the WWE's website, what has been speculated for days has been confirmed! John Cena and Jessica McMahon are engaged!!
The couple has been dating since June 2006. No date has been set at this time.
The new Posh and Becks!
Perezzers is thrilled to confirm that WWE heartthrob/wrestler John Cena has proposed to his girlfriend, the divalicious Jessica McMahon.
Like we said at the beginning of the year, they are totally the new David and Victoria Beckham… but Jessica could totally kick Vicky B's ass if she had to.
And dare we say… John looks better with his shirt off! Gasp! We did!
"Hey, baby," John smiled as he approached his fiancée, who was currently reading at the breakfast table and planted a kiss on her cheek. "What are you up to?"
She shrugged and turned a page, "Just reading some magazines."
"Just some, huh?" he laughed at the stacks on the kitchen table and opened the fridge, pulling out a carton of orange juice.
"I just wanted to see what they said about us," Jessica continued to flip through her copy of Star. "We made five covers, you know."
John dropped himself into a chair across from her, "Only five?"
She shook her had as she moved onto In Touch Magazine, "You're impossible."
"But you love me."
"Not many other things you're right about in life."
John placed his glass of juice back on the table and reached across the surface, grasping her left hand, "Like this?"
Jessica admired her sparkling ring, "Yes, like this."
"Have you given it any thought?" he asked, rubbing his thumb over the back of her hand.
"Given what any thought?" she looked at him in confusion.
"Uh…" he lifted up her hand and pushed it back towards her. "The wedding."
"We've been engaged a week…"
He smirked at her, his dimples showing, "Like that brain of yours hasn't been planning."
A smile twitched at the corner of her lips and her hazel eyes flickered downward, "Maybe."
"You want a wedding planner…" he sighed, dropping her hand to the table and running his own over his head. "Don't you?"
The young woman bit down on her lip and looked up at him, nodding, "Yeah."
"Okay…" he trailed off, rolling his neck around his shoulders. "Who is it?"
"Preston Bailey."
"Isn't that the guy who party plans for Oprah?" he arched an eyebrow, crossing his arms over his gray tee-shirt.
Jessica played with the hem of her black, studded AC/DC shirt, "Maybe."
"That seems to be the popular answer today… is that what you really want, Jess?"
She nodded, "Yeah. I've been thinking about it all week."
John exhaled deeply and straightened up in his chair, "Okay then. Make the call."
Her hazel eyes flickered gold as her face lit up, "Really?"
He nodded, grinning at the smile plastered on her face, "I only intend to get married once, Jessica… and it's to you. If you want Preston Bailey to plan our wedding, then Preston Bailey will plan our wedding."
A little over three hours later, Jessica had found the number of the famous party planner and placed a phone call.
After a brief discussion with his assistant, she was immediately given an appointment with Preston, who would luckily be in New York City the next week as Raw went live from East Rutherford, New Jersey, a short drive away.
Linda and Vince insisted upon sitting down with the couple to discuss the planning of the wedding before the actual meeting.
This was the exact reason that John and Jessica were currently sitting at a table in the middle of the East Rutherford Sheraton dining room, waiting for the McMahon patriarch and matriarch to arrive for Sunday brunch.
While engrossed in light conversation, Jessica's parents arrived. After a quick greeting and short order, they began to discuss the matter at hand.
"Jessica," Vince cleared his throat and placed his hand over Linda's at the table. "Your mother and I have discussed the issue at length and we're prepared to do for you what we did for your sister's wedding…"
"No," their daughter shook them off. "We appreciate your generosity. Honestly," her eyes darted from her mother and father to John and back again, "We do. But John and I talked about this and right now, we're in a very stable position financially. Between the two of us, we'd like to pay for the wedding."
For a moment, her parents sat in silence until her mother spoke up, "John, can I speak with you outside for a moment?"
"Um, sure…" he trailed off, dropping his napkin onto the table as he stood. "Is the lobby good?"
"Excellent," his future mother-in-law nodded and walked with him out of the restaurant.
After his wife had exited, Vince spoke first, "Jess, I know that you and John want to do this yourselves. And I know that you're more than capable of doing so. But as your father, I'm asking you to let me do this for you."
"Dad, I…" she attempted to protest.
"Jessica," Vince held up a hand. "For almost twelve years, I gave you nothing. There wasn't a single birthday party I threw you, a graduation celebration I arranged, let alone attended," he explained, toying with the napkin in his lap. "I owe you this."
The caramel blonde chewed on her bottom lip, "I won't let you."
"So," John exhaled as he took a seat on the plush leather love seat in the lobby, "You think he'll get her to let him do half?"
The blonde woman smiled knowingly and sat down on the couch, "Not likely at all. I'm guessing he offers her the reception hall and transportation, maybe flowers."
"You do know she won't take that," he chuckled lightly.
"Oh, absolutely."
"Fine," he nodded and folded his hands on top of the tablecloth. "I'll make you a deal…"
His daughter leaned in, "I'm listening."
He cracked a slight grin. Sometimes, she was just like his father, "Half."
"Transportation," she countered.
Vince shook his head, "Reception, hotel, brunch, and transportation."
"Reception head count only… and none of the extras."
"Reception head count and hotel… brunch falls in the category of the hotel," Vince explained, focusing intently on her.
Jessica rolled her eyes and agreed, "Deal."
John slid the keycard into the lock and waited for the light to turn green before opening the door. He trailed his fiancée into the room and then flopped onto the bed, face first.
"Baby," she laughed, setting her Betsy Johnson purse down on the table, "You can't possibly be that tired."
"Yes, I can," he mumbled into the blanket. "Talking to your father mentally exhausts me."
"Unfortunately, John," she sat down beside him and began to gently rake her fingernails over his scalp, "You're going to have to deal with my father a lot more once we're married."
John's face shifted and his dimples appeared.
"What?" her head tilted to the side.
"This is the first time you used the phrase 'once we're married,'" his head turned to face her, the smile still etched on his lips.
"Really?" she marveled. "Even after our whole conversation yesterday?"
He nodded in response, "You want to talk about the wedding some more?"
It was her turn to smile this time, "I think you're the one that wants to talk about it."
"Touché," he laughed, reaching up and pulling her down onto her back. "Do you have a date in mind?"
"I have a month in mind, if that counts."
"It does."
"How do you know?"
"I make the rules."
"Okay, Rulemaker," she chuckled and faced him on her side. "I think I want a June wedding."
"Why June?" John asked curiously, propping himself up on an elbow.
"I was thinking about it this morning while looking at the booking schedule," she began to explain, tossing aside a lock of blonde hair. "I don't want to get married in the winter and with 'The Marine' coming out in October, the fall isn't an option either."
"Why not May?"
"Too much is going on," she answered quickly. "Between the lack of spacing separating the pay-per-views and traveling schedules, it won't work out. And with our guest list including an immense amount of WWE employees, we'd be in trouble. The best date would be June 22nd, come to think of it. It's a Tuesday."
"Earth to Jessica," he waved a hand in front of her face.
Her eyebrow arched, "What are you going to do? Five Knuckle Shuffle me?"
He rolled his azure blue eyes, "No… I was going to say that Tuesday is a Smackdown taping."
"Not when Monday is a supershow," the blonde winked at him.
The Rebel's Release – 7/30/08
Thank you guys for all of the congratulatory wishes you've sent me and John. It's nice to know that you support us off-screen as much as you support us on-screen.
Right now, we're looking into reception halls in the New York area. If you've got suggestions, please let me know. The wedding will most likely take place in June, so please take that into consideration.
I also want to personally thank each and every one of you who supported me on my road to recovery. It's great to be back.
McMahon-Helmsley Era?
Psh… let the McMahon-Cena Era begin.
- Jessica
Jessica entered Continental Airlines Arena around 2pm in the afternoon for the creative team meeting and superstar warm-ups.
Not even five minutes after walking through the front door, after a pre-taped promo of hers aired the week before, she was mobbed by Divas.
Both Trish and Amy were hysterical at the news, embracing Jessica at first sight. The rest of the Divas were going back and forth on ideas for her bachelorette party.
Finally, she managed to break away from the awkward conversation and head over to the creative meeting.
Five minutes later, in a pair of denim capris and a navy tank top, Jessica entered the conference room.
"Nice of you to show," Stephanie scowled, still looking at her binder on the table as her sister sat down on her husband's right.
"The engagement news has spread like wildfire, so I've been completely bombarded with congratulatory wishes," Jessica shrugged and placed her own materials before her. "You remember how it was, Steph… oh, wait. I forgot… no one said anything to you and you went running to Daddy and threw a hissy fit."
The brunette immediately grew flustered, but when she opened her mouth, Vince cut her off, "Enough of this, girls. Let's get down to business."
With a satisfied smirk playing on her lips, the younger McMahon sister looked over at her brother-in-law, but didn't find the usual badly-concealed grin on his face.
Hiding her disappointment, she turned her attention back to the meeting.
Long after the meeting had ended, Jessica sat on a crate across the hall.
Only one person had yet to even acknowledge her engagement since it had happened… and he was not acting like his normal, joking self.
It was then that Jessica heard the door close and looked up at him, "Hey."
For a moment, he was silent, "Oh… hey, Jess."
"Are you okay?" she pushed off of the crate and walked towards him.
"Yeah, yeah," the taller wrestler nodded. "I'm fine."
"Paul," she folded her arms over her chest. "You would have been the first one to tell me 'So, I didn't want to say this in front of Cena last week, but my condolences on the engagement.' What's wrong with you?"
"I, uh…" her brother-in-law trailed off, fumbling entirely. "I've just been busy… new father and all. I've… I've gotta go, Jess."
As he turned to walk away, she reached for him and missed, "Paul, wait!"
But the former-champion ignored her call and soon disappeared down the hallway.
Her green-hazel eyes remained focused in on the end of the hallway, despite Paul's clear absence.
"What the hell is wrong with him?"
A/N Part 2: There it is, chapter three! I think this one was a little more helpful and straight forward.
Plus, there was quite a bit more McCena fluffiness! And that's always good.
I went to Raw in East Rutherford on April 28th, but of course, there was no Cena. Seriously, what the hell?
Oh well, there's always the RAW taping on December 27th. Yay for that.
Once again, your review numbers astound me more and more. Great job, guys!
Shout-outs:
Laffy.x.Taffy – I'm glad you like the chapter and thanks for the favorites add.
Giftiebee – You ARE in New Orleans.
Inday – A mission to find him? What do you mean by that.
Fozzy-Floozy – Oh, yeah. It's totally supposed to leave you confused. I hope the first note cleared it up though. And yes, Jessica is married in that scene.
The.Black.Psycho.Barbie – Yeah, you and your smartness. I told you it wasn't Randy. When? Well, you'll have to find out.
Snap DDT – Well, Cody isn't coming for a little while, Becky. You'll see him soon enough. Look at this, two updates in a night. What do you know…?
Goddessofthenite – Um… okay. Sluts, beware?
Nychick4 – One more tally for the Legend Killer.
Purplefeather21 – I hope I cleared it up for you. And you hope Jess gets together with Randy? Be prepared for a major egging from the other readers.
Enigmatic Lotus Leaf – I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Yes, the surgery is the torn pec… and you'll see what happens. That's why this is called a story… and it has a plot. Gasp! Haha, love you!
Lauren – A 100 percent convinced, huh? And are you sure it isn't something that JESSICA said and not Dwayne? Just putting it out there.
Westfan – I love having that effect on people. You'll see exactly what Jess is doing a little later in the story. I'm not waiting until the end to tell you. Just a little while down the road.
CandaceMcMahon – Aww, poor girl! How'd you manage that? I'm so honored that you're using your messed up hand to review.
Chain Gang Princess – Yeah, I can totally commiserate with John on this one too. Hope you like this one!
Lady Luv – No problem. I just wanted to make sure I didn't typo or anything. Did the author's note clear it up for you?
Dj-ssdd – Aww, thank you! I want to see how much I can confuse you guys and keep you guessing. It's okay, I know I suck sometimes. But like you said, it makes it interesting, now doesn't it?
Asher02 – Thank you so much. I hope you liked this one too.
MyTeddyBearsLilSis – Thank you!
Sideways anger – At the rate I'm going, you're totally right! I might make it in four!
Cena-holic8 – Yeah, I tend to confuse people on purpose… OFTEN. I hope you like this one too.
Da-Real-Mrz-Cena102100 – I was waiting for someone to say Chris Jericho. That is another good guess. Kudos on thinking outside the box. And you forget, Jessica HAS interacted with Jericho before. I'm glad I've got you hooked.
AngelsDestiny22 – Sometimes writing McCena, I stop and feel the need to go "Awwww" too. Haha.
Jorrie – Damn, you really think so? I'm honored.
Minature-hero – Well, if they don't wind up married, please don't kill me. I intend to write a sequel, you know. Part 4…
StartingLine722 – I don't know. What could?
Sailormama – No problem. I don't want to keep you guys so far out of the loop that the rest of the story makes ZERO sense whatsoever. That would kind of suck. I hope this one meets your expectations.
Poll Result:
Randy – 20
The Rock – 6
Edge – 3
Jeff – 1
Chris Jericho – 1
It appears as though Randy Orton has a massive lead over the competition, but there is now a new entrant in Chris Jericho.
If at any time you'd like to change your vote, please list in your review that you are changing from one superstar to another and I will be glad to do so!
Rock on, rebels! Good luck on your AP tests, standardized tests, and finals! I feel your pain!
Danielle