A/N: I regret making Mickie die. But its all for the good of my readers.

Disclaimer: They actually don't belong to me and neither does the song Amazing by Janelle.

Chapter 9: Deal with it

A teary eyed Candice Michelle knocked on Chris' door. "What is it?" he asked. Everything was still a bit tense. Candice walked into the house and sat down. "Should I make you tea or anything?" he asked. Candice wiped her eyes and shook her head.

"Mickie…is…well she…yesterday what happened was…well…she's dead!" Candice told Chris. "What?" he asked. "You heard what I said," Candice replied, she couldn't say it again, it was hard enough the first time.

"How did this happen?" Chris asked. "I don't know, I didn't ask, I just went to see her, I didn't give them time to explain," Candice confessed. "The baby?" Candice suddenly looked up, a look of seriousness on her face.

"Honestly, to me, Mickie's more important than a stupid baby she probably would have aborted anyway," Candice admitted. "I would reply but something else is on my mind, have you told anyone else?" he asked. Candice shook her head.

"I still cant believe what's going on," Chris looked down at the floor. Candice got up. "I have to tell everyone else now, see you later," Candice walked out of the door. She looked at her watch. "2 hours until the next flight, they must all be at the airport,"

Candice went to her home and packed her bags. She walked to the airport. She saw most of the WWE stars there apart from the one she needed to talk to most - John. She rushed over to Natalya. "Where's John?" she asked.

"No idea. Candice, have you been crying?" Natalya asked, noticing Candice's red face and tired looking eyes. "Yeah…about that…I still don't know how to put this but…yesterday…Mickie was really hurt and now…let's just say she's now watching down on us,"

Natalya's heart skipped a beat. She folded her arms and stared at the ceiling. She tried not to cry, she wasn't a person who cried. She just sat there staring at the ceiling.

"I … cant … believe this," she whispered, shaking her head at every word. Candice sat down next to her. "This is officially the hardest time I've ever had in the WWE,"

Layla walked by. "What is hard?" she asked. Candice hated being asked what happened to Mickie. It was so hard to say it. She got a piece of paper and wrote down:

' Mickie is dead!'

"Wow," Layla said. Candice nodded and burst into tears. She heard the final calls for the plane and she walked in with Natalya. She walked in and saw John sitting in a seat near the window, listening to music on his ipod.

He saw Candice and took the earphones out. "Candice what happened? Your face is red, your hair is messy and…what happened?" he asked. She sat down and he put his arm around.

"Mickie's dead," she looked up at him and saw his expression change. "She…what?" Candice nodded. John looked down. "You're so amazing, you shine like the stars, you're so amazing, the beauty you are," John quietly began to sing. That's what he thought of Mickie, even though he wouldn't admit it, especially after what he found out.

The plane took off. John had a weird feeling in his stomach. He felt nervous, he had never felt nervous before - it just wasn't his way of living.

The plane landed and John was first to go into the hotel. He got his room card and walked to his room. He slammed the door behind him. He lay on his bed and faced the ceiling. He began to think. Thinking about his time spent with Mickie.

Flashback

"Missed me again!" Mickie giggled as a grape flew right behind her. "It's not me! You cant catch a grape with your mouth!" John smiled back. "Lets see how you can do!"

Mickie got on her knees and grabbed a grape. She aimed and threw it, it landed straight in John's mouth. "Yeah, well you know, I haven't practised since…ever!" Mickie lied.

"I've seen you practise! Plus, you don't need to, some people can some people cant, I can," John boasted. "Yeah right!" Mickie replied. "Free ice cream!" John shouted. "Anything you want?" he asked, charmingly. "Just one vanilla ice cream with sprinkles," she replied.

John came back with the two ice creams and heard Mickie singing her favourite song. Amazing by Janelle.

"The morning cold and raining dark before the dawn could come, how long in twig light waiting longing for the rising sun. Ohoh. Ohoh. You came like crashing thunder, breaking through these wall of stone. You came with wide eyed wonder into all this great unknown. Ohoh. Ohoh. Hush now don't you be afraid I promise you I'll always stay, I'll never be that far away, I'm right here with you. You're so amazing, you shine like the stars. You're so amazing, the beauty you are, you came blazing right into my heart -"

"No mean to interrupt, your ice cream is here," John walked in. "Thanks," she smiled. "What song was that?" John asked. "Amazing. It's by this singer called Janelle. I'm in love with this song right now!" Mickie replied.

"You have a beautiful singing voice," John complimented. "Thanks, but don't count on me releasing any singles any time soon, it is one of my dreams to become a singer but now, wrestling is where it's at," Mickie confessed. "Plus, how can a singing voice be beautiful? You can't see it!" Mickie joked.

"You have a bit of ice cream on your nose," she laughed. "Oh man!" John said. Mickie got out a napkin and wiped it off him.

"You are so clumsy!" Mickie giggled again. "It was an accident!" John replied. "We best get going, we have to get ready for RAW," he got up. "Fine," Mickie replied.

She grabbed her ice cream and spoon and they walked away…completing their date.

"Now she's gone," John wiped a tear way.