Road Trip

It was a little over an hour later and John was pacing around the downstairs lobby waiting for Beth. He was starting to get worried that she had changed her mind, but she would have at least called or texted him right? Sitting down on the arm of one of the couches with his back to the elevator, he started scrolling through his contacts list. Finding her name, he was just about to press send when his eyes were covered by someone's hands. Jumping at the contact, he tried to pry the fingers away but whoever it was wouldn't loosen their grip.

"Guess who?" came a sweet sing song voice.

John's body instantly relaxed. He recognized that voice and was relieved that she had finally made it downstairs.

"Hmmm…I'm going to guess Kelly Kelly."

The hands quickly moved away from his eyes. Instead of hearing a laugh, which was what John was aiming for, he received a strong punch to his right arm in return.

"Ow, what the hell?" he asked with a smirk as he leapt up from his perch on the couch. Whipping around to face Beth, he saw a grin plastered across her face. John let out a laugh and all of the sudden, her face fell. John instantly shut his mouth.

"Don't ever compare me to that blonde bimbo again." Beth said as her smile returned.

"I'm so…sorry. I meant it as a joke; honestly."

"John chill, so did I."

"Damn you're good. I thought that you were really going to deck me."

"I'll give you a free pass just this once. You don't want to know what will happen the next time."

It wasn't until she flashed her smile and laughed that he let his body fully relax. She was a feisty one; he had to give her that. Plus she had a sense of humor, something that Liz didn't seem to have. Dammit, there he went, thinking about his ex-wife. If Beth wasn't looking at him, he would have slapped himself silly; something he was doing mentally instead.

"John, are you okay?"

The sound of Beth's voice brought him out of his own little world. He realized then that he didn't even hear her question.

"I'm sorry, what?"

"I asked you if you were okay."

"Yeah, I'm just peachy! Are you ready to go?"

"I am, but I have just one teeny tiny little question. What are we driving?"

"I have my rental car. I'm supposed to return it when we get to the next town. Why is there a problem?"

"Yeah, just a small one; I drove my personal car."

"Oh, really? What kind of jalopy do you drive?"

"Jalopy my ass! I take offense to that kind of accusation. Just because I like vintage things doesn't mean that I have to drive an antique."

"Okay, okay…geeze! Why so defensive?" John let out a laugh.

"You'll see! Follow me out to the garage and I'll show you. Be prepared to be amazed and speechless, Cena!" Beth said sternly as she grabbed ahold of her duffel bags and set off. She was on a mission to make him eat his words. Knowing how big of a car freak John was, she couldn't wait to see the look on his face when he saw her 'baby'.

"Is it that one?" John asked for just about the hundredth time when they walked through the aisles of parked cars, pointing out the oldest, most banged up and rusted ones he could find.

"For the last time, no!"

It was a damn good thing that they were almost to her car. If he guessed one more piece of shit, she was going to scream. Coming to a stop in front of her car finally, she just stood there waiting for his reaction.

"So, where is it? It can't be this yellow one; it's too nice for your tastes."

"Well you're wrong. This, my dear John, is my 'Super Bee'."

John's jaw almost hit the ground in shock. He picked his jaw back up and opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't form any words.

"Are you okay John? Bee got your tongue?" Beth asked with a giant grin on her face.

"I…is that a Dodge…" John stammered before being interrupted by Beth as she explained exactly what kind of car she drove.

"This is a two thousand twelve Dodge Charger SRT8 Super Bee. It houses a 6.4 liter Hemi V-8 that pumps out about 470 horsepower and 470 pounds per foot of torque. This is my baby."

Somewhere along her proud ramble, John's jaw hit the floor once again. Chuckling to herself, she put her bags down and reached over. With a gentle hand, she lifted his lower jaw up to his upper jaw. Tearing his eyes away from the car, he turned his attention back to Beth.

"I think I'm in love…"

Beth gasped and started to choke. Coughing, she didn't hear the last bit of his sentence. Reacting quickly, John pushed her forward and started to rub her back. Regaining her breath, she wiped away the tears that streamed down her face and stood up straight.

"Now it's my turn; are you okay?"

"Yeah, I just choked on my own spit. It must have gone down the wrong pipe I guess. What was it that you said?"

"I said that I think I'm in love…with your car."

Beth mentally face-palmed; there went her imagination running wild again. What was going on with her? Every time he would say something, she would take it and flip it into an innuendo and think it would mean something completely different.

"So how do you want to do this?" John asked.

"Do about what?"

"The whole which-car-are-we-going-to-drive situation."

"Oh, that one. Um…why don't you take your rental back and I'll follow you. From there we can head out to lunch and then head to Illinois."

"That just might work. You would have thought that you would be so smart."

"Well I didn't graduate from Canisius College with a dual bachelor's degree based on my good looks and intimidating physique you smart ass!"

"I stand corrected! What did you major in?"

"Criminal justice and public relations."

"Wow! What made you choose that career path?" John asked, genuinely intrigued.

"I'll tell you over lunch, I'm starving!"

"Ohhh…keeping the suspense. I like it!"

"Whatever. Here put your bags in the trunk so you don't have to load them up twice." Beth said as she hit the trunk release button on her remote.

"Once again, another good idea."

"You'll come to find out that I have quite a few of them!"

"No way, really?" John mocked sarcastically.

"Are you always such an ass?"

"Only when I'm around people that I like."

"Glad to know that I was able to make it into this elite circle."

"More like weaseled your way in."

"Hey now, you are the one that called me in the middle of the night to talk. Don't give me that load of bull."

John knew that she was right. He had no comeback, so he put his hands up in defeat as he walked five cars down.

"So you follow me, and then we'll get some food."

"Roger that captain." Beth said with a smile as she climbed into the driver's seat, cranking up the heavy rock CD that was always in the stereo.

On the walk to his rental, John was impressed. He was impressed with her sense of humor, which was eerily similar to his own. He was impressed with her knowledge not only with wrestling, but with cars. When he was with Liz, she could have cared less. Beth was definitely different from other women he had ever met and gotten to know. There was something about the way she showed her pride about her car that made his heart start to flutter. After he shut his door, he shook his head.

"What the hell am I doing?" he asked himself.

****A/N****

Hey y'all! Sorry that it has taken me so long to update. At the end of last chapter, I admit it, I hit a rut. I really didn't know how to continue on with it. Then earlier today, well actually yesterday now I guess (ha-ha), my brain just kinda kicked into high gear. So I hope this keeps the pace of the other chapters!

my time is now: Beth's conversation with Nattie was my favorite part to write! I just imagined that I was talking with my best friend and it just started to flow naturally! Thanks for reading!

therealchamps: Gotta keep the suspense going on "did they or didn't they?" Ha-ha!

BethNatalyaGlamaHart: Like I told "my time is now" I just pictured myself and my best friend in that situation and just went with it! Definitely my favorite part. I think I may have to do more 'intense' Beth and Natalya conversations!

LegitElizabethWWEFan: Thanks girl! Glad to hear from you on this one! Every review that you write on my stories means a lot.

Once again, y'all are awesome! I appreciate each and every review, especially the kind words! They really keep me motivated to keep up! Just as a heads up, I'm going to try and write as much as I can before Monday. I'm going on vacation to Georgia for about 9 days and I don't know what my internet situation will be like. I'll continue writing in my notebooks and if I don't have a connection, heaven forbid, there will be lots and lots of updates when I get back, promise!

-Megan