A/N: So here's the last chapter of Once Upon a Fairy Tale. I want to take the time to thank every one who read and helped me with this story so thank you. I'm actually glad to have finished it. Well enjoy it. I really think its sweet.

disclaimer: I dont own any part of the WWE or Subway.

Chapter 17: And they lived….

Delilah cursed silently as she walked backstage. After her and John's match she hadn't been looking forward to facing her parents. They weren't exactly the best people to persuade. Mr. and Mrs. Rose were having a friendly conversation with Vince who was motioning towards the duo as they made their way to the trio.

"Where'd Lisa and James go?" Delilah greeted, taking a towel from John and wiping away a few beads of sweat from her forehead. John looked around the arena curiously to answer her question but her mother waved it away, putting a hand on Vince's arm.

"We were just talking about your match. You two just click together on screen! I can't believe how incredible that was, so energizing." Mrs. Rose was laughing and patting John and Vince on the arms as she looked at Delilah. Delilah just stood, staring open mouthed at her parents. Mr. Rose nodded and cleared his throat before looking at his daughter.

"She's right, you two just work well together. Uh, you can keep your job. Good job kid." Delilah couldn't speak as her father and mother walked off with Vince. John seemed to have the same reaction, only he was staring in the opposite direction.

"They have snow cones today!!!" He cheered, dragging Delilah to the catering room where he began to serve himself a snow cone.

"My parents just praised me and your thinking about snow cones?" Delilah folded her arms as John bit into his blue raspberry flavored snow cone. He raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"They really don't do that often, do they? Deli look, it's not like they gave you an Emmy. It's okay really." He patted her on the back and they walked in the opposite direction.

"That's the thing though, I've never ever, I don't think, have gotten that kind of praise from my dad, anyway. My dad's not very nice to me, James is his prodigy son. I'm the screw up child. Where are James and Lisa?"

John and Delilah glanced around before spotting the couple near the exit of the arena. They looked at each other before deciding not to interrupt anything and made their way to the locker room. John put his arm around Delilah's shoulder and squeezed.

"Listen, I'm sure your dad's plenty proud of you. You shouldn't jump to all these conclusions. Maybe he has a different way of showing you he loves you." John explained as he shut the locker room door behind him. Delilah nodded her head in agreement and shuffled through her bag for a clean pair of clothes.

John realized that she was busy thinking about something else and they changed in silence. As they were gathering their stuff, there was a short knock on the door.

"It's your father, Delilah. Your mother wants us all to go to dinner, so hurry up and get out here." Delilah rolled her eyes and turned towards John who held up his hands in defeat.

"I get it, but I still say what I say. He's still proud of you," John grabbed her hand and they walked in silence again, following Delilah's dad to the parking lot. From the parking lot they all piled into Delilah and Johns rental car.

"James and Lisa sure have been acting funny haven't they, Deli," Mrs. Rose started conversation in the silent car as they sat in traffic.

"Daddy, James hasn't said anything to you has he," Dee asked leaning forward to the front see where he dad sat in the passenger seat as John drove.

"No, he's been awfully quiet these past few days. He hasn't talked to you, Molly?" The Roses and John sat quietly trying to figure out their new challenge. Lisa and James met them at the simple restaurant. It took awhile to be seated and once they were, everything was silent once again.

"So how bout that championship match tonight? My baby girl certainly knows how to throw it down. Is that what the kids are saying these days?" Delilah smiled and felt John squeeze her hand in a silent 'I told you so.' She mumbled a thank you and picked at her salad. James sighed and cleared his throat.

"I guess now's a good time. I want to make an announcement so Dee shut up for a second." James spoke clear and confidant with Lisa watching in silent bliss. Delilah frowned at his gesture for her. John nudged her and she looked at him confused.

"You didn't get fired did you," Mrs. Rose asked curiously and nervously. James laughed and smiled. He shook his head and took a deep breath.

"I, uh well that is…Lisa and I are getting married." He mumbled nervously as Lisa put her hand on his shoulder with a gleeful smile. Delilah felt her jaw drop in surprise. John was the first to offer congratulations followed by the Rose parents. Delilah was still in a state of shock before John nudged her out of it. She rose from her seat and skipped happily to the other end of the table where she gave her brother and best friend large hugs of excitement.

"Tomorrow, Delilah, we're going shopping. They always have the best sales here in California." Lisa told her as they made their way towards the cars. James and Delilah's parents opted to go with James and Lisa since John and Delilah gave them a ride to the restaurant.

"You just got engaged and your already buying a dress?" Delilah shook her head and adjusted her purse on her shoulder.

"No, we're just getting ideas; I said that to scare you." Delilah mocked laughed and waved before climbing in the car along side John. They drove to the hotel in blissful silence.

The next morning wasn't as eventful as Delilah had planned. Lisa had woken her up at the break of dawn so they could hit the shops early. John wasn't even up when she left which put her in a horrible mood to start the day.

"This is so exciting Dee. I'm going to be your sister in law! Of course, I want you to be my maid of honor!" Lisa happily chirped as they rolled up to the last bridal boutique on the days agenda. Delilah smiled happily as they walked up to the doors.

"Lisa I'm really happy for you. I can't believe it though. It's just so weird. The whole marriage idea is just so weird." Delilah smiled as they browsed the wedding dresses that were on display in the window.

"Why is it weird?"

"I'm just saying that, well you don't know what your reaction will always be, or if you know the answer to the question. I think I'd be petrified." Delilah admitted as she sipped on her coffee while she felt the fabric on the dress Lisa was looking at.

"Okay, so let's say for instance that John asked you to marry him, what would your answer be?" Lisa asked the question with hidden intentions and waited patiently as Delilah processed her question.

"John's a different story."

"How is that?" Lisa was smiling, opting to listen instead of browsing ideas for a wedding dress.

"Do you remember a while back when you were showing me that Subway commercial? And I told you that I'd never fall for a guy like him? It's exactly what I'm saying. I didn't know what John was going to be like just from the Commercial and here we are. I guess I'm trying to say that you never really know what could happen. Like with you and James, I really didn't expect you two to get engaged, but you did." Delilah avoided the initial question and turned to a rack of potential bridesmaids dresses.

Lisa followed with a small smirk on her face. She wasn't completely satisfied with Delilah's answer. She looked at Delilah inquisitively and folded her arms. Delilah raised her eyebrows in wonder, waiting for Lisa to say anything.

"You love him don't' you?"

"What does that mean?"

"What I mean is that you always act if you just really care about him."

"Isn't that the definition of love? Lisa your really confusing me."

"Listen, I'm saying you two are just your average couple, right. I know he loves you Delilah and that's a lot more than an 'average couple' love. I want to know if you love him too. If you did you can answer my first question. What would you do if John asked you to marry him?" Lisa prodded impatiently, waiting as Delilah bit her lip in thought.

"Yes, my answer would be yes. In an instant. I don't think I would have to think about it. So yes, I do love him, very much. You were right, congratulations; give your self a pat on the back." Delilah seemed annoyed as they left the boutique with several handfuls of bridal magazines.

Lisa giggled happily as she bounded to the elevators of the hotel with the bridal books. Delilah shook her head and took a separate elevator to her own floor. Upon her entrance to the hotel room, John looked up from his bag which he was packing sloppily. He smiled and bade her hello. She smiled and placed her stack of books down before throwing herself on the unmade bed. John lay next to her, cradling her in his arms before kissing her next softly.

"Do we really have to go to London? Can't we tell Vince we're sick…?" Delilah wined as John adjusted his arms around her.

"I don't think that'll work. Cause he'd still make us go silly bear." John laughed, nuzzling his nose in her hair.

"True…" Delilah yawned and watched John play with her hands.

"How was shopping with Lisa…find anything interesting."

"You bet…."

It was silent for a while as Delilah closed her eyes to rest them from a long day. John lay silent in thought before he opened his mouth to speak.

"How does that fairy tale ending go? I was trying to think of it all morning. I don't know why so don't ask, I'm just curious." Delilah thought for a moment before she smiled.

"It goes, and they lived happily ever after," She smiled as he kissed her forehead.

"Yeah…that's it."

A/N: Thanks once more for reading this story all the way through and to all the people who put this story on their alerts. I think the ending was really sweet. :D. Well...who knows...there might be a sequel in the works ;D just cause i'm cool like that.

Thanks again to all the wonderful reviews! I love you all!! Stay tuned for more in the adventures of John and Delilah. There is actually a sequel in the works!! Stay tuned!

Always,

Ayla C. Raspus