Oh Emm GEEZZERS! I am BEYOND sorry for not keeping up with my updates!!!! It's been years (litterally)! You people probably thought I was dead or something. I haven't been using my time wisely when I could of been updating. I didn't forgot about this story and all of you guys reading it. If you continue to read it even after this year of waiting, you are the awesomest person ever. For my other stories It may take a while because I have so many ideas and so many stories I keep coming up with without even finishing my other stories. I have another story on my pending list as we read lol. So yeah. As you know that I do my dedications, I would like to thank : jash4ever, othgirl92, mp054, Christal-R, and sweetcandy applefor reviewing the last chappy (God I miss typing that lol).

****Heads up: Trish is still in the WWE and Randy Orton is NOT married to that Samantha chick.

Thanx for waiting and here goes what you've all been waiting for...

"God I'm so nervous." Ashley thought out loud while walking the hallways of the Raw arena.

"Why" Little John asked.

"Um.....because I haven't seen the people here for 5 years," Ashley answered not knowing he heard her. "When I left things I wasn't on the good side of many people that were close to me. Including your father."

"They don't matter because you'll always be on my good side and you love me more than anything in the world."

"I was blessed with the best son in time. You are so amazing. I truly love you." Ashley replied already cheered up because on her son's words. "When you say they don't matter, does that include Jo- I mean-"

"Daddy? Yes, it does. I thought I'd say that because you don't like him anyway. I didn't say it about Evil Randy Orton though."

"You are so amazing at understanding at your age." Ashley stated still in amazement even though she already knew this trait about her son. "That's going to come in handy when you get a little girlfriend but your not at that age yet."

"When could I have a girlfriend?"

"We'll see. Shouldn't you be disgusted by girls having cuddies?"

"That's for immuture little boys."

"I like to hear you say that." Ashley said smiling at her God given gift. "Here we are."

"Is this Daddy's room?"

"Nope. This is Mr. McMahon's. We have to stop here first before we see your daddy. Wanna do the honors?"

"Ok." Little John answered before he knocked on the door.

"Come in!" Mr. McMahon yelled on the other side of the door.

Ashley opened the door then held Little John's shoulder with her both hands as they walked in.

"Hello, Mr. McMahon. Long time no see." Ashley said kindly while closing the door behind her.

"Right-bac-acha. This little guy is the reason you quit?" He asked sarcastically.

"Yup, my love and my life." Ashley stated smiling at her son.

"How cute. Let me guess, John's the father?"

"Unfortunately." Ashley said rolling her eyes.

"Ok, so why are you here? His locker is down the hall to the left. He just can back from winning a match, as usual. Or are you trying to get your job back?"

"I'm here to thank you for letting me come here."

"That feels special. No one around here thanks me for anything."

"Glad that you feel that way. Well I'll be going on."

"Wait. Ashley before you go, how would it sound if I let you come back to WWE?" Mr. McMahon asked without sarcasm.

"Wow, I don't know. That would be great, but I have this one to look over."

"You don't have to worry about that. Being that alot of theses slu- I'm mean Divas," McMahon corrected as Ashley covered her son's ears. "haven't been closing there legs we invested in getting a daycare for the wrestlers with kids. Plus, the kids become good friends."

"That sounds really good and that would be really helpful for us." Ashley said honestly. "I'll think about it during my time here. I'll tell you when I decide."

"Sleep on it then. If you agree we'll have you in the ring better than ever." Mr. McMahon replied understanding her reason. "And, Ashley."

"Yea?"

"Your looking good. You know, for someone who had a kid."

"Thanks, I guess." Ashley said with a chuckle. "Thank you for your time. Good bye."

"See you around."

John Cena's Locker Room

Beat Carlito in the match, check. Take shower, check. Get dressed, check. Find a way to not go clubing with the guys -Knock knock, the sound came from the door inturrupting John in his thoughts.

"Who is it?" John asked while walking to the door.

"An old friend." A familiar female voice answered from the other side. "Well, kind of more than a friends. An old of coarse."

John was confused for a moment. He thought long and hard about who it could be. Then came to him.

"Ashley?" John said while opening the door to a different women with the same punk style. He looked at her in amazement. Not only because of the fact that he hasn't seen her in 5 years, also because her body has changed a lot within 5 years. She had an hourglass shape and her thighs were thicker.

"Yea, it's me." Ashley answered with a smile leaning on the frame of the door.

"Hey, um, come in." John said opening the door for Ashley to come in. "You can sit over there."

"Thank you." Ashley answered while walking in and sitting on the couch. Damn, look at that ass! John thought. "You were always a gentlemen."

"Thanks" replied before chuckling at his thought as she walked in the room.

"Whats so funny?" Ashley asked realizing John smiling with those gorgeous dimples his unknown son stole from him.

"Nothing, it's just great to see you after so long." John answered not stating the full truth. "You look...good. Really good."

"You too. Still...sexy." Ashley stated back while grinning at her words and checking his body and muscles out.

"You know I gotta look good for the ladies." John joked before smiling again. "So, what brings you here?"

"About that." Ashley said looking down thinking about her son. Then she looked up at John's clean ocean blue eyes before smiling. "I want you to meet somebody. "

"You came all the way here so I can meet someone?" John said confused at Ashley's words.

"Yup, I'll be right back." Ashley said before standing up and leaving John the room confused.

This can't be what I think it is. it can't be who I think it is. I think I' finally meeting the someone I've always died to know or hear about. John thought while remembering what happened 5 year ago when he last seen Ashley. That night he came into her hotel room and stayed with her during the night. The next day she was gone and didn't tell him when or where she was going or what she was going to do with the baby. She didn't even see Randy before she left. Although she did leave him a note.

The Hallway

God, I'm so nervous. I wonder what he'll think. Will he be mad because I waited 5 years tell him about his son he never knew, will he be happy like he said he would be 5 years ago, or has he changed and doesn't want anything to do with Little John? Ashley thought before coming to a stop in front of the daycare. Se opened he door and looked for her son. He saw her and followed her out the door.

"Were you talkin to my dad?" Little John asked his mother as he held her hands.

"Yup, we were catchin up a tiny bit." Ashley answered before she let out a sigh as she stopped in front of John's room. "Here we go."

Back At John's Locker Room

Ashley knocked on the door, nervously. A few seconds later John opened the door and saw Ashley with a little boy in front of her.

"John, this our son John Felix Anthony Cena Jr." Ashley stated with a slight smile.

"This is the baby? The one you left for?" John asked although he knew the answer already.

"Yea. I brought him here because his birthday is coming up and he mentioned something about you and I decided it's time for him to meet his father."

"He looks just like me when I was that young." John said smiling at the little version of him.

"He even has your dimples." Ashley smiled proudly of the fact.

"Really?" John asked in amazement. Then he kneeling down to be face to face with his son. "Hey little guy. I hear it's gonna be your birthday. How old are you gonna be?"

"I'm going to be 5 tomorrow." Little John answered smiling.

"Wow, I missed out on alot. We should make that up with a birthday party for you." John stated smiling at his son realizing he does have his dimples.

"Really?" Little John asked in happiness.

"John you don't have to do-"

"Ash I do. He's my son and I have to be there for him." John said interrupting her. "Both of you, come in." John said moving out the way to let them in.

Little John sat on the couch and Ashley sat in a chair across the room watching him. John came in and sat next to his son.

"So what do you like to do?" John asked him to get to know his son more.

"I like playing with toys and watching wrestling." Little John answered proudly.

"Who's your favorite wrestler?" John asked curiously.

"You." Little John answered with a giggle.

"Really?" John asked surprised.

"Yup. I was really happy when Mommy told me you were my dad!"

"Okay then. Who's your least favorite wrestler?"

"Evil Randy Orton." Little John pouted. "Mommy likes him though."

He did not just say that! Ashley thought.

"She does?" John asked looking up at her shocked face.

"Yea. I have to go to the bathroom."

"It's right back there." John said getting up showing him.

"Ok, thanks."

"Do you need any....help?" John asked with an awkward face.

"Nope. I'm a big kid now." John said with a smile before he went to the bathroom by his self.

"Look Ashley." John started with a little anger as he walked over to her. "I don't care about your whole still liking Randy think, but I do care about the fact that you kept the baby and never attempted to tell me so I can help raise him."

"I had a lot on my mind at the time and I'm sorry."

"Sorry doesn't change the fact that he's 'a big kid now' and you waited 5 damn years to tell me." John said quietly as Ashley realized he was offended by the big kid thing.

"Well what do you want me to say? 'I'll go bad in time and change what I've done?' Life doesn't work out that way."

"Look. How about I send the rest of the day with him and you and Randy catch up?"

"Wouldn't you have something to do?"

"I was gonna go clubbing but I was looking for a way to not go."

"Um. ok."

"I think Randy's not doing anything tonight so you two can do whatever."

"Ok, then." Ashley said as Little John walked out the bathroom. "Hey, hun. I'm gonna let you stay here with your daddy. ok?"

"Yay!" Little John said excitedly. Then realized something. "Where are you gonna go then?"

"I'm gonna catch with some old friends."

"Who evil Randy Orton?"

"Hush. Stop calling him that. Come here and give me a kiss goobye." Ashley said as Little John ran over and gave her a hug and a kiss. "Bye bye, baby."

"By Mommy." Little John said with a wave.

In The Hallway

As Ashley walked out of John's room while closing the door she bumped into somebody and fell.

"I'm sorry." The handsomely familiar voice said as he held out a hand to help her up.

"Thanks." Ashley said before looking up at the muscular man.

"Hi, whats your na-" The man started to say before already realizing who it was. "Ashley?"

"Hi. Randy." Ashley said before smiling at the man she was about to go look for.