Disclaimer: I don't own John Cena. Also there may be some racier content in this and in later chapters…If you're not old enough to be reading this, don't read it.
Chapter 7
Alex's POV
That morning when I got back to the house, I was feeling a little sad. I kept thinking about John and how much I was going to miss him. It was going to be a long week until I would be going to see him in Chicago on Friday.
I went into my room to lie down. I had a bit of a headache from crying earlier. I got into bed and pulled up the covers. I laid my head down on my pillow and pulled the other one close to me; I noticed that it still smelled a little like John's cologne. I wrapped my arms around it and hugged it close.
I fell asleep and was soon dreaming of John. He was kneeling down on one knee infront of me and holding out a little box with a gorgeous diamond ring in it.
"Marry me Alex!" he said.
The dream changed to show me walking down the aisle in a church on my father's arm. I was wearing a beautiful wedding gown, and John was waiting at the end, looking very handsome in a black tuxedo.
The dream changed again showing me; I was very pregnant. John placing his hand on my belly, smiling; and then it changed again; showing me in a hospital room, about to give birth. John was right beside me, holding my hand and coaching me through contractions.
The dream changed one last time; showing John and I, much older. We were holding hands and walking along a beautiful white sand beach, the waves crashing over our bare toes.
"I love you, Alex!" he said, kissing me.
I woke up then, feeling a lot better. My headache was gone, and I was filled with a lot of hope for the future.
Just then, the phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Hey baby!" said John.
"Mmm, hi!" I sighed.
"You all right?" he asked.
"Yes. I was just taking a nap." I said.
"Oh okay, well, I just wanted to call you and let you know I made it to New York, safe and sound. I also wanted to tell you that I've spoken to Vince." He said.
"Oh? How'd that go?" I asked.
"Pretty good actually, he's really happy for me, and he wished us all the best. In fact he wants to meet you when you come to Chicago. He said he has a business proposition for you." John said, sounding happy.
"That's great." I said. "So how're you doing?"
"Pretty good, missing you like crazy though, I can't wait to see you again on Friday. Everything's been arranged. Someone from the company will pick you up at the airport, and then when you get to the hotel, just give them your name and they'll take you and your bags up to my room." He said.
"Okay." I said, with a smile.
"John?"
"Yeah babygirl?"
"I love you!"
"I love you too hun, listen I gotta go, I've got a TV appearance to do this afternoon…The Rachael Ray Show...Apparently she's having a little boy on who's sick with Cancer and wants to meet me. I love doing those kinds of things; anything to make the little guy feel a little better, y'know?" He said.
"Oh my God! I totally love Rachael Ray! Be sure and tell me all about it." I said.
"Will do. And Then of course tonight I have RAW, you gonna watch?" he asked.
"Of Course." I said.
"Good. I'll be thinking of you. I promise I'll call as soon as I get back to the hotel." He said.
"I'll be waiting." I said. "Love you, bye!"
"Bye baby." He said, and hung up.