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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?

"Miss me?" Liz spoke, her voice so sweet it was sickening. I looked up at John as his jaw clenched.

"What are you doing here Liz?" he asked her, his voice deep and stern.

"John, maybe I should go." I said, speaking for the first time.

"No, you're staying." He said, finally looking at me.

"Actually John, if Ms. Irvine knows what's good for her," she stopped, pausing to look at me, "and her career, she should go." She finished. John looked down at me, not saying a word, but the look in his eyes said something different.

"Oh, where are my manners?" Liz spoke again. "I'm Elizabeth Herberdeu-Cena." My heart hit my stomach as she said her last name. "I believe you have my son, Anthony, in your class." She said smiling. I nearly threw-up on the spot. She knows, John and I have been caught. Tears began to well up in my eyes as I realized why she was here.

"I'll see you John." I said, going on my tipy-toes and kissing his cheek.

"Jess…" he trailed off. I turned and opened the door, and once it was closed I ran. I didn't stop until I reached my house, using the spare key under the mat I threw open my front door, quickly slammed it shut and began to sob.

~John's POV – back at the house

"I'm going to ask you again, what are you doing here?" I asked Liz, my voice slightly breaking after watching Jess run out.

"I think the better question is what are you doing John? I thought students slept with their teachers for better grades, not their fathers." She said, her fake sweetness gone.

"What I'm doing and who I'm dating doesn't concern you Liz. You left me remember? I said, how could she think she had the grounds to judge me?

"Well, it does when it concerns my son." She said. HER SON?

"YOUR SON?! Liz, you may have given birth to that boy, but you are the farthest thing from a mother to him. Jessica is more of a mother to him that you. What mother leaves her child and never looks back?" I yelled. How I ever loved this woman was beyond me. She makes the Wicked Witch of the West look like Glenda.

"You do know that what you two are doing is against the law? Once this goes public Johnny, you and her are ruined. She'll never teach in a school again, and you'll be an errand boy for my company, begging me to let you get me coffee so you can get paid." She said sickly.

"You wouldn't…" I said. There is no way she'd ruin this many lives.

"Watch me John." She said as her and her lawyers began to walk to the door.

"Wait, do what you want with my life and my career, but don't touch hers." I said, as Liz and her lawyers stopped.

"You see John, I can't do that. She should have known better." Liz said turning to face me.

"Liz, I'll do anything. I'll give you anything you want, just don't ruin her life." I begged. "Think about your son, he loves her…don't do this to him."

"There is nothing that you can give me that will make me happier than the misery I'm about to cause you and your little whore. Have a nice night John."

With that Liz and her lawyers walked out of my front door. The second she left I immediately began to call Jess, but all I was getting was her voice mail.

"Baby please pick up. I promise everything is okay, we'll be fine…you'll see…I love you." I hit end on my phone and dialed her house number. Again she didn't pick up and I left the same pleading voice mail. I kept alternating phones hoping she would eventually answer one. I don't even know if she's safe, or even if she went home.

I kept calling hoping she'd pick up. After an hour I stopped. When she was ready to talk, she'd call me, or even better, she'd come back.

~Jessica's POV

I finally managed to pick myself up and put on dry clothes. I took my soaked clothes, including John's sweatshirt, into the laundry room and decided to wash them by hand. As I scrubbed at some dirt that was on the Cushing hoodie, I began to cry as I thought about the afternoon. Everything was perfect and it should have still been that way if it wasn't for Liz. Why should John and my relationship matter to her anyway? She divorced him…or did she forget that?

I took the clothes out of the basin I was using and threw them into the dryer, turning it on. I walked back into the living room and curled up on the couch, still crying. Could John and I even still date after this? Soon I could hear my phone ringing and without getting up I knew who it was. Though none of this is his fault, I still don't want to talk to him about what happened. Maybe this is what we needed, something to show us that we should have never gone on that first date. Soon my house phone began to ring and I again I knew it was John. My body began to shake from the loud sobs that started to come out when I heard him leave a voicemail.

"Baby please pick up. I promise everything is okay, we'll be fine…you'll see…I love you." I could tell from his voice that everything wouldn't be fine. John continued to alternate calling my cell phone and my house phone and I fell asleep listening to the constant ringing.

~The Next Morning~

I woke up, my eyes swollen from crying and my neck sore from sleeping on the couch. After stretching I dragged myself into the kitchen to make coffee and turned on the TV to watch the morning news. On the way to the kitchen I noticed I had more voicemails, assuming they were all John I kept walking until I stopped hearing anchorman Phil Brooks speak.

"Ladies and Gentlemen we bring you this breaking story from Newbury Elementary School." He began. I stopped and looked at the television set, what had happened?

"It seems that one of Newbury's most esteemed teachers has been caught in a rather inappropriate relationship," he continued. Oh no…

"Ms. Jessica Irvine, a 3rd grade teacher has been sleeping with one of her student's father, well known business man, John Cena."

"Oh god, oh god, no…" I said out loud as the tears began to pour down my face.

"My son is actually in Ms. Irvine's class and I think this is very disgusting thing to do! This is also unfair to the other students like my son! How do I know that Anthony Cena isn't doing better in school than my son all because the teacher is screwing his dad!" Phil continued, his face turning red from anger. I continued to cry as Phil Brooks continued to berate me.

"So far, Newbury Elementary has done nothing to resolve this issue, and if they don't I will! I want my son out of that class! Do you hear me Newbury?! I WANT HIM OUT!" he yelled. I couldn't believe this was happening, I knew I shouldn't have dated him.

"If you don't do something soon Principle Guererro, I'm going to hire Randy Orton to take you're school down, and he'll do it too! His kid also has Ms. Irvine!" I turned the TV off, I couldn't handle anymore of what Phil was saying. I went over to the answering machine and skipped the first message, having already heard it when John left it. The next message was from Sam.

"Oh hunny, I heard what happened. John called us wondering if we had heard from you. I hope you're okay and don't worry everything is going to be fine. Randy is going to talk to Liz's lawyers and see what he can do to get her to back down, please talk to John, he needs you." I wiped away more tears as the machine went on to the next message from John's mother, telling me that everything is going to be okay and that in two weeks, we'll be in Cape Cod and nothing will go wrong. The next message nearly made me throw up.

"Good Morning Ms. Irvine, this is Vickie Guererro, it has come to mine and the boards attention that you have been engaging in an inappropriate relationship that is compromising the well being of your students. Please meet us in the conference room next to the main office at 9 am sharp to discuss your reasoning and future at Newbury Elementary." As the message cut off I dropped to the floor.

What the hell was I going to do?

I guess you can say the shit hit the fan right? What do you think is going to happen? Is Jess going to lose her job? Will she and John stay together? Review to find out!