Like stated in the author's note for Mind Games, I'm really trying to finish these two stories up so I can bring out two new ones. This one will probably be finished first because there are only a few more chapters left, I'm thinking somewhere around 5 but it could be less, I'm not sure. This chapter is a little bit of a filler as well as a little short but it's going to lead to some serious drama! Well, WWE owns all you know and I own those you don't. Enjoy!

~April, 2 weeks before John's Birthday, Newbury Elementary School

Jessica's POV

Everything has been perfect these last few weeks. John, Anthony and I had been spending nearly every weekend together and when Anthony goes to Liz's parents house John and I would have dates, but it wasn't the same as an outing with Anthony. Every Friday I would receive a text from John at some point saying "I can't wait to spend time with my little family." He even started taking half days on Fridays to start out weekends early.

I've noticed a change in Anthony as a teacher too. The quiet little boy who first walked into my classroom in September was gone and a very outgoing little boy had taken his place. He seemed very at ease with his classmates and raises his hand very often to answer questions and volunteer to put up exercises on the board to explain his thinking process. He's also very comfortable with me as his teacher and thankfully, never once called me Jessica in front of the class.

I quickly looked up from my desk and made sure all of the kids were silently reading their independent reading book. They had just come back from lunch and to calm them down from being hyped up from recess, I have them read quietly to relax their heart beats and put their brains back into gear. After telling Nate Brooks to stop talking to Gregory Heyman, and getting Lisa Reigns, Elizabeth Ambrose, and Isabella Rollins to actually take out their books, my eyes fell on Anthony who waved and smiled at me before returning to his book. I smiled back before attempting to grade the homework in front of me, but my mind kept wandering to our little family.

In two weeks is spring break and I was invited by John's mother to their annual family vacation to Cape Cod. It was a week full of family bonding and outdoor activities that the Cena's looked forward to going every year, especially the kids. They also celebrate John's birthday that week and she told me that she knows that he wants me to be there. While shocked and extremely flattered I didn't know if I should actually go until I told John, who then ratted me out to Anthony, who wouldn't stop begging unless I agreed to go. John later confessed that he really wanted me to go and he knew that using Anthony would make me say yes.

I was again broken from my thoughts when my phone vibrated against the table. Quickly looking up again to make sure all of the kids were focused on their books I opened the text, which was from John, and smiled.

"I can't wait to get you alone tonight ;)"

Suppressing a giggle I quickly sent him a reply.

"Mr. Cena, I believe this text message is very inappropriate for school, I think you're going to have to stay after school ;)"

I dropped my phone in my lap and waited for him to respond. Of course he was home already preparing for our picnic in the park that we would have this afternoon as Anthony was going to his grandparents. Soon my phone vibrated again, knowing this would be the last text I sent him before seeing him later I unfortunately would have to cut our fun.

"I've been a very bad boy Ms. Irvine, please discipline me…a ruler helps ;)" It took every ounce of self control in me not to laugh at his response.

"As much as I love this, I have to go, I love you and I'll see you later…and I promise I won't forget the ruler : )"

"Ok boys and girls, please take out your math work book…"

~A few hours later

I was in the car headed towards John's house. Anthony was already at his grandparents' house and it was time for John and I to have our little date. We decided since it was so nice out we would walk to the park after dropping my overnight bag at the house.

"You excited baby?" John asked me, his thumb absent mindedly running over my hand as he pulled into his drive way.

"I am, I can't wait to spend time with you." I said beaming at him. He turned off the car and told me to wait while he got our stuff. A few minutes later he came out with a picnic basket, a blanket folded on top, and a rather large Cushing Academy sweatshirt.

"Just in case you get cold." He said gesturing to the sweatshirt. I smiled and he reached out to grab my hand. We walked to the park discussing how our days were and he was filling me in on all of the activities we would be doing when "Cena-fest" happened in two weeks. Soon we were at the park and we laid the blanket down and began to pull out food, John being the man that he is was starving and we immediately dug in. He told me that he tried to make food but it wasn't working out so he ordered some food instead. I kissed him on the cheek, thanking him for his efforts.

"Now, this I actually did make." He said pulling out a small container. He pulled the top off to reveal chocolate covered strawberries. "I dipped them myself." He said proudly. I laughed and kissed him sweetly.

"They look delicious." I said. He smiled and pulled one out.

"Open." He said. I opened my mouth and he placed the strawberry inside and waited for me to bite down. When I did he took the strawberry away and waited for my reaction.

"Delicious babe." I told him.

"Thank you sweetie." He said pecking me on the lips quickly. We continued to feed each other strawberries until they were done. Just like John suspected, I did get cold and put the Cushing sweatshirt on. We stayed at the park cuddling watching the sun go down. Just before it finished the heavens opened up and it started to down pour. John and I quickly got up and folded our blanket placing it inside the basket. He grabbed my hand and we started walking to his house when he stopped me.

"Come here." He said placing the basket on a bench, as other people scattered running to their cars to avoid getting soaked.

"John, its pouring and we're walking back." I said confused as to why he'd want to stop.

"We're already wet babe, why rush going home?" he asked me. The man did have a point, we were already wet. John pulled me to him and said, "Let's dance."

"But, there's no music." I said.

"We don't need it." He said, spinning me and pulling me around with him. I couldn't help but laugh as I thought about how ridiculous we must have looked. Two people dancing around with no music in the pouring rain. After dancing for a little John pulled me closer and kissed me passionately.

"Let's go home, get these wet clothes off and warm each other up, sound good?" he whispered in my ear. All I could do was nod as he picked up the basket again and we began the journey back to his house.

How we made it back, I'll never know considering we were attached by the lips nearly the whole way home. When we got to the front step he quickly unlocked the door and picked me up, earning a surprised gasp from me. Again his lips were on mine as he used my back to push the door open the rest of the way. He dropped the basket and that's when we heard someone clear their throat.

John and I pulled away from each other to see a smartly dressed woman with two men in suits behind her. I unwrapped my legs from John and he let me down, his eyes never meeting mine.

"Hello John, Ms. Irvine." The woman spoke her eyes never leaving John's. Who was this woman and why did she know my name? I looked at John as he opened his mouth to speak, the stress clearly evident in his face.

"Liz."

WHAT?

Oh boy do I love cliff hangers! What do you think Liz is doing in John's house and how is this going to affect John and Jessica's relationship and Jessica and Anthony's relationship? Who are the two men in suits? A lot is about to go down! Hope you liked it!