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3 Weeks Later

Becs POV

I was so happy to be living in Chicago with Phil. He was such a great guy and I loved him so much. I hadn't really worked on anymore wedding planes because I hadn't had time with all the appearances they had me making. I was out of my cast and ready to be back in the ring. Tonight was the Bash PPV and I was looking forward to it. I wasn't wrestling, but I knew that Randy was going up against Paul. Stephanie and I were going to watch it together since we both had a claim in the match.

I was also sad because Phil had to fly to Chicago tonight without me and he was going to be there for 4 days. I was going to fly up for the last day he was there. I hated being away from him, but I knew that he had family stuff to take care of and I had to be a wrestler. He was leaving after his match. I didn't want him to go because he was distant and we weren't as close anymore. He would blame it on the appearances, but I knew something else was going on. I just didn't know what, but I was getting a bad feeling from it.

I walked into his locker room and the trainers were checking him out. He was fine, but had taken some hard kicks. They left and he hoped in the shower while I waited for him. I seriously didn't want him going, but I knew that he had too. He walked out and got his bags. I knew that he wasn't happy that he was going and it had put him in a bad mood.

"I love you." he told me. I just hugged him and kissed him.

"I wish you didn't have to go." I whispered and he gave me an annoyed sigh.

"Me too, but I have too." He snapped at me. I just nodded and kissed him as he left.

I knew that he had asked Matt to keep an eye on me and we were going to hang out tomorrow.

I walked back towards Stephanie's office and saw John in the medic's room getting cleaned up after his match with the Miz. I could tell he had a broken nose and I felt for him because it looked painful.

"Are you ok?" I asked him and gave me a small smile.

"I will be, can you help me?" he asked me and pointed to his nose.

"Sure." I said and he grabbed the table as I got his nose back in alignment. He sighed and then smiled at me.

"Thanks, I owe ya." He said and I just smiled back. We could get along when he was being like this. I walked to Stephanie's off just in time to see Randy walking out. I sat down on one of the couches and Stephanie was beside me. I didn't care who won, but I wanted them to be ok. I also knew that if the rest of Legacy was going to go out, I had to as well. Cody was going to come get me. I was sitting there watching the first two of three matches when Cody poked his head in.

"Come on." He said and I hugged Stephanie before running with Cody to meet Ted.

I was glad I had worn jeans and a good top. I waited until Cody and Ted ran out there to distract Paul and then I ran out and hit him with a chair shot in the face. Randy turned to hit Paul and realized it was me. I quickly moved and we all ran backstage as Randy won the match. We all got ready to celebrate when Paul hit Randy with his sledgehammer. Stephanie was already back behind the curtain when we were all standing there kind of shocked. We knew that Randy wasn't really hurt, but Paul had made it look really bad.

We could ehar the crowd outside the curtain and Vince was just smiling about it.

"Becs, go help your brother." He said and I nodded.

I walked out of the curtain and Paul spotted me. He was glaring at me; we played it perfectly and I finally got over to Randy. I was with the other trainers who were helping me. Randy was fine, but he was going to have a head ache.

I helped him backstage and Vince was glad that the show was a good one. He was also glad that no one really got hurt. I waited around with Stephanie for a tired and sore Randy to emerge. I drove him and John to the hotel because I knew that they didn't feel like celebrating.

John POV

I was so sore from my match. I didn't take a fall right and it hurt so bad; I was glad that Becs took me to the hotel. I told Randy congrats and night before I went to my room. I was laying on bed and it hurt so bad. I picked up the phone and called someone that I knew could help. They agreed and I unlocked the door.

"What's wrong?" Becs asked when she came into my room.

"My nose hurts and I took a fall wrong. Can you see if you can fix it?" I begged her and she just looked at me.

"I promise I won't try anything, but please." I told her and she knew I was serious.

I laid down on the bed, in my boxers, as she got some lotion. She was straddling my hips as she started to work out the parts in my back. I was so grateful to her and she felt so good. I would have fallen asleep, except that my nose hurt so much.

She massaged my back, my sides, my legs, and my shoulders. I rolled over when she told me to and she started on my shoulders and pecs. I felt so relaxed and a little horny. She sighed and I looked up to see that she was tired as well. I grabbed her hands and gently pulled her to me. She didn't fight me, but instead laid on top of me like she used to.

"Are you ok?" I asked her.

"Yeah, I think so." She said in a weary voice.

I just laid there and held her. I gently kissed to top of her forehead and she looked at me. I knew that something was wrong.

"What is it?" I asked her.

"Phil's been distant." She finally admitted and I should have been happy, but instead I felt bad. I didn't want her to be unhappy.

"Sorry, babe." I whispered to her.

"Did he call you when he got to Chicago?" I asked her.

"Just a text." She replied and I nodded. I knew that she cared about him and she didn't know how to act when he wasn't around.

"Sorry, Becs." I said as she sat up and looked at me. I just stared back into her eyes and she was absent mindedly tracing my stomach muscles. I knew she didn't realize what she was doing, but she was driving me crazy. I couldn't take it anymore; I grabbed her and flipped us over. She was surprised, but I didn't give her time to react when I roughly brought my lips to hers.

I was waiting for Becs to push me off her, but instead she pulled me closer to her. I had wanted to be this close to her for a long time and now I was, but I felt guilty. I continued to kiss her and she was running her hands over me like it was first time all over again. I couldn't stop my actions as I kissed every inch of her and stripped her of her clothes and I was stripped of my guilt.

"Becs…" I was saying because I wanted to make sure.

"Please, John, let me remember what it was like to be loved." She said and my heart shattered. I knew that something more that happen other than Phil forgetting to call, more than him being distant, and more than her not caring about the wedding.

I kissed her as I began a slow trail from her collarbone to her thighs. I wanted to remember everything about her, because I didn't know if she would be with me again. I left light kisses on her thigh as I gently inserted a finger. I watched her eyes shut and her lips part as a light moan left her throat. I swiftly added another one as her back arched from the bed and she clawed for the sheets. I continued my slow assault with my fingers as my mouth latched onto one of her perfect breast. I could feel her muscles contracting around my finger and I knew that she was so close. I removed them and she whimpered as I smiled at the fact that she was enjoying it.

Becs POV

I wanted to remember how John felt and I wanted to feel loved. I hadn't felt real love in a few weeks, because Phil was always occupied with something. I knew that something was up, but I felt like playing dumb for the moment. I was jolted from my thoughts into reality as John removed his fingers. I was going to ask him if something was wrong, but I was silence by his tongue on my folds.

I felt his tongue dive into me and I hadn't felt anything like that in a long time. Phil wasn't into foreplay anymore; he just wanted to get in and out. I found myself quickly coming to a climax as John's tongue worked inside of me. I found myself moaning his name, louder than I had expected. I laid there and tried to catch my breath, but John didn't give me time as his lips attacked mine. I could taste myself on his tongue as we fought for dominance.

I slid my hand into his boxers as he groaned at the contact. I was going to make sure that eh remember this night for a long time as well. I was working at a steady pace when he pulled away.

"John, is something wrong?" I asked him as he leaned his forehead against mine.

"No, nothing is wrong, but I can't take much more of this. I have to be inside of you." he said and pulled away. He stripped himself of his boxers and put on a condom.

"Becs?" he whispered to me and I opened my eyes.

"I want you to know that I have always loved you." he said and I just looked at him. I knew he had and I had run from him. I didn't want to be used by him or his trophy. I was going to say something, but he stopped me when he slowly entered me. I arched my back and I realized I had missed him more than I thought.

I closed my eyes as John went very slowly. I knew that he wanted this night to last as long as I did. We didn't speak and only soft moans were heard as John showed me how much he loved me. I loved the feeling of our bodies sliding together, the feeling he gave me, and the sensations that were running through me.

"I'm close." I managed to hoarsely whisper.

He looked at me as he kissed me and then leaned over beside me.

"Please, Becs." He whispered in the softest voice.

He began to thrust harder as I clung to him. He rested his forehead to mine as my muscles clenched around him and gave him my release. I felt him release into me a second later and we stayed in that position. We didn't want to move or speak for fear of it ending.

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