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Chapter 4

John Cena did a double take, so convinced he was hearing things he requested that Lita repeated herself.

"I think I've just been fired."

"They can't fire you, you quit already," John pointed out.

"That little fact doesn't seem to matter. Hell, seven years loyal service doesn't seem to matter." She took a deep breath as she felt tears prick her eyes.

"This fucking sucks. Tell me what they said," he requested.

"That was Shane on the phone. He said I'm being written out on Monday," Lita explained.

"This Monday? They can't do that. You got a month left."

"I'm being paid in full but as of this Monday my services are no longer required," she said with a sob.

"Come here." John wrapped his arms around her and hugged her tightly. They stayed that way for a good five minutes before Lita pulled back.

"Do I look like a panda?"

"No but even if you did, you'd still be the cutest panda this side of China."

She smiled at him and he wiped a stray tear away that was running down her cheek with his thumb. "I guess that puts a stop to all our plans."

"Oh hell no, I don't care if they fired you are not. Me and you are still doing the road trip thing. I have it all planned out and if they powers that be don't like it, tough shit."

"John, I don't want you getting in trouble for this. It's not worth it," the redhead replied.

"What they going to do, fire me too? I'd like to see them try. And just for the record, you're worth it, Amy."

Lita blinked at his use of her real name. In all the time they had known each other she could count the number of times he had called her Amy on one hand. "Did you just call me Amy?"

John grinned at her, "Yes, last time I checked it was your legal name."

"Point but you don't tend to use it."

"What can I say? I'm just full of surprises."

Lita rolled her eyes, "You wish."

A knock at the door interrupted John before he could reply. "You expecting anybody?"

"Yeah, Randy called before Shane. He wanted to stop by. Can you let him in while I go and wash my face?"

"Will do babe," he replied as he headed to the door and opening it.

Randy shot him a look of disgust but before he could say anything John cut him off raising his hand in front of them.

"Look before you say anything I don't want any shit so if that's all you came here for you can turn back now."

"Fuck you Cena, I don't care what you want."

"Then maybe you'll care what Lita wants. Something's happened," John explained.

"What do you mean something's happened? I just spoke to her ten minutes ago."

"And she got the news nine minutes ago, numbnuts."

"What news?"

"If you'd shut up for five minutes I'd tell you."

Randy crossed his arms in front of his chest and rolled his eyes, "I'm listening and this better be good or I'm kicking your ass."

"I'm shaking in my boots, man. Li's leaving on Monday. They've kinda fired her."

"Where is she?"

"She's just washing her face. She got kind of upset."

Randy pushed passed John and entered the house, "Li?"

Lita stepped out of her downstairs bathroom, "Hey Randy. Did John tell you?"

"Kind of. What happened?"

"Shane called I'm being writing out on Monday but that's all I know," Lita informed him.

"Isn't there something we can do?"

"No, it's okay Randy. I was a little upset at first but I've just been thinking about it maybe it won't be that bad."

"Not that bad?"

"I was leaving anyway and I'm getting paid in full."

"I still say it sucks," John put in as he stepped back into the house.

"I agree," the Legend Killer stated.

"At least you agree on something," Lita said, running a hand through her hair. "Are you coming to sit down?"

Randy nodded and headed towards the living room. He took a seat on the couch. Lita followed and sat down next to him. John was last to enter taking the final spot on the couch on the other side of Lita.

Lita glanced at both of them. Randy was scowling and John just looked pissed. Lita smiled a little, "Well aren't I just the preverbal rose between two thorns?"

"That ain't funny, Red." John replied.

"Yeah, Li that really isn't funny."

"And they agree again. Will wonders never cease?"

John grinned at her, "And you're just asking for trouble."

Lita raised an eyebrow, "Oh yeah?"

"Don't you ever get tired of being turned down, Cena? In case you haven't noticed Lita is not interested in you."

"She ain't interested in you either," John muttered.

"What was that?"

"It you didn't hear, I'm not repeating it."

"Shut the fuck up then," Randy ground out.

"You shut the fuck up." John replied.

"Both of you can shut the fuck up." Lita spoke up. "What's gotten into you guys today?"

"He started it," Randy whined.

John rolled his eyes, "Cry baby."

Randy lurched toward across Lita in an attempt to grab John. However, John managed to avoid him.

"Stop that right now, Orton," Lita told him causing John to smirk. Lita whipped her head around to face him, "And you can stop that too Cena. Don't make me bang your heads together again."

The noise of the front door being opened halted any further replies. Second later Edge walked into the living room. House keys still in hand.

"You have a key?" Randy and John said at the same time.

Edge smirked, "Sure do. Take it neither of you boys do?"

"Nope," John replied first.

"No," Randy said after a beat.

Lita placed the palm of her hand over her face, "When did my life turn into a pissing contest?" she muttered under her breath.

"That's too bad." He looked at Lita, his face turning serious, "They're turning you against me."

"Aww, poor baby." She got up of the couch and walking towards the blond man. "Did Shane call you?"

"Yeah just now and from what he's told me it sounds like the most shittiest storyline yet. Apparently you and John have been in cahoots for months," Edge explained.

"You've got to be kidding me?"

"I wish I was Ames."

Lita's phone rang again, she doubled back and picked up the handset, "Hello? … Jess is that you? … Calm down okay … What's happened?"

"I need to speak to Randy," Jessica said.

Lita handed the phone to Randy, "Jess, what's up?"

"Randy I'm so sorry …. Vanessa's gone and she's taken the money with her."

Twenty minutes later and Randy was pulling up in his driveway. He'd just stepped out of his car when a crying Jessica Orton ran out of the house and into his arms. Randy did his best to comfort his crying wife.

"I'm so sorry Randy. I've known Vanessa for a long time I never dreamed she'd do something like this. She emptied the account. The whole quarter of a million is gone," Jessica managed to say between sobs.

He raked a hand through his hair, "I don't care about the money, Jess. You are my only concern. I know how much you wanted her to be our surrogate."

"Oh baby, you're so sweet. I know how much you wanted this too. I guess this is the end of our dream." She buried her head in Randy's chest, crying freely.

He swallowed hard unable to keep the tears from rolling down his cheek.

Lita, John and Edge were all seated on Lita's couch. Nothing much had been said since Randy had bolted out of there.

"I can't believe this is happened," Edge said, breaking the silence.

"Are you kidding me? This was an incident just waiting to happen. Anything that involves that kind of money is bound to get fucked up," John pointed out.

Edge raised a brow, "What kind of money?"

John coughed, "Er … nothing. Forget I said anything."

"Like that's going to happen now," the redhead said, rolling her eyes.

"Seriously, what money are you talking about?" Edge asked.

"Randy and Jessica were spending quarter of a million on a house for Vanessa to live in while she was being their surrogate. I guess she's taken off with the money before they could buy the house."

"Quarter of a million? Holy shit."

"Exactly. Poor Randy." A beat, "Poor Jessie."

"I was with you until you said poor Jessie," John admitted.

"Okay John, Randy's not here … why exactly do you hate Mrs Orton so much?"

"I can't put my finger on it but there's just something about her I don't like. Never have and never will."

"That's not what I heard," Edge said, grinning at Lita.

"Adam!" Lita nudged him with her elbow in an attempt to get him to shut up. She failed miserably.

"Oh really? What did you hear champ?"

"I heard you're still pissed because she turned you down when," he paused to make air quotes with his fingers, "y'all first met."

"Bullshit. Li here turns me down all the time. Do you see me holding it against her?"

Edge's face turned serious as he brought his hand up and rested it on his chin as though he was thinking, "Man's got a point."

"Finally, someone is on my side."

Edge laughed, "I wouldn't go that far, dude. I only said you had a point."

John shrugged, "Close enough."

"Quit stalling Cena and tell us what happened when you first met Jessie," Lita prompted.

"Woman, you already know the story."

"No I don't or at least I've never heard your side. You were on Smackdown at the time remember? You and me hardly knew each other back then."

"I know Orton for one wishes it had stayed that way," John laughed.

"He's not the only one," Edge replied, "Now tell the damn story already."

"Are you sitting comfortably?"

"No!" Lita and Edge replied at the same time.

"Then I shall begin …"

John Cena walked into a local bar in Tampa, a short distance from where he'd recently moved to. He checked his watch before heading over to the bar itself. He took a seat on one of the free bar stools hoping to get the bartenders attention while he waited for his partner in crime for the evening to arrive. He'd only been there two minutes when a slim, attractive brunette sat down next to him. She smiled at him when he cast a glance in her direction.

"Hi," John said.

"Hi," the woman replied, smiling again at him.

"You waiting for someone?"

"No, I'm here on my own, you?"

"I'm just waiting for a friend of mine, looks like he's running late though."

"You want some company until your friend arrives?"

"Sounds good, can I get you a drink?"

"I can get my own, thanks."

"Ooh feisty. I like that."

She smiled at him, "Maybe, I will let me buy me that drink after all."

"Offer's still open. What will it be?"

"Jack Daniels, no ice." Another smile. "Thanks."

John motioned to the bartender and ordered some drinks. Once he'd been served he turned his attention back to his companion. "So what's your name?"

"Jessica but you can call me Jessie. Everybody does."

"Well Jessie, I'm John. Pleased to meet you."

"Charmed, I'm sure," she replied with a grin. "You in town on business?"

"Do I look like a business man to you?"

"Not really but you never know."

"Actually I live here but I'm not around much. I travel all around the world with my job."

"That sounds exciting. What do you do?"

"I'm a professional wrestler," John replied.

"Oh, I'm sorry I don't watch wrestling," she admitted.

Cena shrugged, "That doesn't matter."

"So John, you married? Got kids?"

"No and hell no. Don't get me wrong, I love kids I just don't want any of my own."

She frown a little at him, "So you're not into kids, what are you into?"

John smirked at her, "I'm into having sex."

She rolled her eyes at him just as Randy Orton entered the bar.

"Why are you stopping there?" Edge asked.

"Because Orton showed up and I was out of the picture," John explained.

Hazel eyes looked at him in confusion, "I don't get why you don't get along?"

"Jessica and I get along just fine."

"Yes when you're on opposite sides of the country," Edge pointed out.

Randy and Jessica were now in their living room. "I think I'm going to take another shower, baby. I'm feeling a little drained."

He nodded, "Okay babe."

She left the room quickly, breezing up the stairs and into her bedroom. Closing the door of the en-suite and locking it, she turned on the shower but instead of getting in she pulled out her cell phone and dialled. The phone was answered after three rings, "Yes?"

"It's me, enjoying your sudden wealth?"

"Oh yes. How's Randy taken it?"

"Badly, he's a real mess right now but that is nothing to how he's going to be when I've finished with him."

"You know, I almost feel sorry for him."

"The key word in that sentence being almost." She laughed, "Look I better go, I call again soon." She disconnected the call, smiling to herself as she did so.