Well…I should be doing my Italian HW…but this is more fun! Then again…John is Italian…I don't mind studying him at all! I would thank all of my reviewers now but I'm a little lazy to write the names so if you reviewed than THANKS! If it wasn't for you…then I wouldn't write this chapter and I would be writing down what ticket is in Italian. Anyway…the lucky Vince McMahon owns the very adorable John Cena and the very sexy Randy Orton. Sam Orton owns herself and her and Randy own sweet little Alanna. I own Jessica and Amy. Anyone else that I don't mention here belongs to the best company in the world…the WWE. Without further ado….

-John's POV-

"Dude we're in deep shit." I said to Randy.

"YOU THINK??" he yelled. "You know we can't keep this from them."

"I know…they're going to be soo mad."

-Jess's POV-

"Well that was weird." I said to Sam.

"What?" she asked.

"I just got off the phone with John and…I think he did something bad."

"You don't think he cheated on you again?" Sam asked.

"No…it has something to do with Randy" I told her.

"Oh really?" she suddenly felt the same way I did…scared.

"Yea…Randy sounded a little shaky."

"Wow…I'll call him later…I want to see what he says." She said.

We went through out the day like nothing ever happened but we both kept it in the back of our minds. We didn't want to over think and then worry about the guys over something they probably didn't do. At night when we put the girls to bed she told me about what Randy said on the phone.

"He was nervous." She said.

"So was John."

"It sounded like he was hiding something"

"So was John." I said.

"Do you think they did something bad? I mean it could be something good…like when John acted nervous around you…he ended up telling you that he loves you." She made a good point.

"True…but John AND Randy…normally it means no good. I'll call John one more time to say goodnight."

I picked up my phone and dialed John's number.

"Hey you've reached the champ John Cena…I'm no where near my phone right now so leave a message and if I remember I'll call ya back. Peace." BEEP

"Hey baby its Jess…I'm just calling to say goodnight…you're probably in the shower now so I'll talk to you tomorrow. I love you."

"Sam…he didn't pick up." I told her.

"I called Randy again and he didn't pick up either." She said.

"Let's just go to sleep and try again tomorrow." She nodded and headed off to the guest room.

-John's POV-

"Dude…Jess called." I said to Randy as we waited to board our flight.

"Sam called too…you think they know?" he asked.

"They know something's up…but they don't know what yet."

"How do you think they'll react?" Randy asked.

"Umm…how 'bout 'you idiot! How the hell did you manage to do this?! I can't believe you!' something along those lines." I said.

"Yea…"

"You think Jess will still want to marry me after this?"

"Depends…do you think she'll marry an idiot?" he asked.

"Sam did." I replied with a smirk.

"Not funny." He said with a straight face.

"Flight 208 now boarding" a voice over the loud speaker said.

"That's us." I said getting up.

-Jess's POV—2:37am

I woke up hearing noises down stairs. I looked at the clock and realized that it couldn't be Sam. I got up and ran to her room. To my surprise she was sitting up awake.

"Sam…did you hear noises coming from downstairs?" I whispered.

"Yea…that's why I'm up."

"Shit…do you think someone broke in?" I asked.

"Maybe…let's go check on the girls." She said.

We ran to the Amy's room where Alanna and Amy were both sleeping peacefully.

"We need to go down and check what it is" she said. We then heard muffled voices. They belonged to men…now the question was how many?

"Come here" I pulled Sam into the bathroom and gave her a can of Lysol.

"What are we going to do with this?" she asked.

"Spray them in the eyes or hit them over the head with it. You're choice. All of John's baseball bats are downstairs." I said grabbing a can for myself.

We quietly made our way downstairs. We peered from the corner to see the shadows of two large men. We each got behind one and I counted to three with my fingers. At the same time we each hit both men over the head with the cans of Lysol. They yelped in pain and fell to the floor. We began spraying them until I reached the light. When I did Sam and I both gasped. We just hit Randy and John over the head with cans of Lysol.

They were currently rubbing their heads where we hit them and Randy even sneezed a few times because of the smell. Sam and I ran over to them and began apologizing.

"John I'm so sorry! I thought you were and intruder!" I said helping him up.

"It's ok Jess…I should of told you we were coming. You did good by trying to knock us out…but Lysol babe?" he asked.

"Your bats are in the work out room." I said smiling slightly. "It did work…Randy is still sneezing and that's enough to call the cops…I think. Wait…why are you home?" I instantly saw John freeze. Randy did too. Here it is…the moment Sam and I have waited for.

"Ummm…well…you see…"John began.

"WE GOT SUSPENDED!" Randy yelled. I froze. Did he just say suspended? Don't get mad, don't get mad, don't get mad…

"Suspended?" Sam and I asked at the same time.

"Yea…" John said slowly backing away towards Randy…oh he better back away.

"Why?" I asked trying to stay calm. The boys just looked at each other before taking their shirts off. John's ribs were bandaged up as was Randy's shoulder.

"Unprofessional conduct." Randy said.

"How did you manage to get that?" Sam asked. She knows Randy gets in trouble a lot so this was nothing new to her…me on the other hand... I was seeing red.

"Well, Randy and I were practicing and we decided to include entrances. I thought it would be funny to imitate other superstars. Everything was going fine till I did Randy. He didn't think I was funny so we started wrestling on the stage. It was all fun and we were both laughing through it." John said.

"But then we got close to the edge and we kinda fell off." Randy finished.

"Vince suspended you for hurting yourselves?" I asked.

"Well…not only did we break ourselves…but we broke some of his stuff." John said.

"Like what?"

"A table and two cameras." He said. "Oh! And the pyro board."

"That stuff is expensive. Couldn't he just fine both of you?"

"I guess not." He said.

"Listen it's late let's just all go to bed…" Sam said. "Come on Randy." Wow…she's not pissed at all.

-John's POV-

Everyone went upstairs to go to bed. Jess and I checked on Amy before heading to the bedroom. She hasn't said a word to me since we left the kitchen. She went into the bedroom before I did. When I stepped in I was greeted with pillows and blankets being thrown at me.

"Choose a guest room of your choice." She said softly.

"Why? Are you that mad that I got suspended?" I asked. Sure it was bad but now I was home for a month.

"No." She replied. Then why was she kicking me out?

"Then why can't I sleep with you?"

"Because you lied to me, you didn't tell me when I called. You kept it from me." She said.

"Like when you kept the secret of Amy from me?" I asked. She looked at me as tears instantly fell down her cheeks. I didn't mean to say it…it just came out. I feel horrible now…I know she still feels bad about it.

"Get out." She said. Her voice breaking.

"I'm sorry…I didn't mean it." I said before walking out and closing the door. Our marriage was on the rocks before it even started.