Chapter 14

The weekend arrived sooner than Austin would've liked as she stepped off of the plane in Boston, Massachusetts, knowing John was waiting for her at his mom's house. His parents were divorced, but John SR was still going to be there. Her parents would be flying in the next day and Austin was cool, calm and collected. Her hair was down, curled at the ends, the sparkle in her green eyes unmistakable, a new found hope restored within her.

Being away from Randy for the past few months had done wonders for her. She now had honey gold streaks throughout her red hair and it was layered. Her nails were done, clear with midnight blue tips. Her outfit consisted of black dress pants with a shimmery midnight blue top that had short sleeves that was sheer and had a V shaped neckline, black two inch pumps on her feet with a dressy black coat on, black shades on top of her head.

"Question, why am I here again?"

"Because you're my best friend and I think I need you around in case I lose my nerve, or my lunch." John was bouncing up and down eagerly, looking for Austin.

"You won't do either, and..." Randy trailed off, staring straight ahead.

Her heels clicked against the floor as Austin's smile lit up the airport, seeing two pair of blue eyes lock on her, and suddenly felt her stomach tighten. Why was Randy here to pick her up with John and where was his wife? It wasn't her business as John made a beeline for her, laughing as he spun her around and kissed her breathless, wrapping her arms tightly around him, returning the fire and passion equally.

"Mmm somebody missed me..." She coyly teased, winking as he set her down and smiled as he laced their fingers together, the gold in her hair making her even more radiant as it mixed with the red. It was fall and perfect for the wedding.

"I ALWAYS miss you." John corrected her with a grin, stepping back to admire her. "I love your hair, baby." He reached out to hesitantly touch a golden strand. "I really love it. You look beautiful, Aus. Doesn't my baby look beautiful, Rando?"

"Positively stunning."

"Why thank you." Austin's smile never faltered as her gaze turned to Randy, extending her hand to him, feeling those electric shocks shoot up her arm instantly. She hid it well though. "Nice to see you again Randy." She released his hand before kissing John again. "Come on, we have so much to do!" Austin was absolutely ecstatic about this wedding, wearing her ring proudly and leaned against John while he told her how much he missed and loved her. "Just think, in a few days, we'll be married and on our honeymoon. This means, no sex until then."

"WHAT?"

"You heard me, Cena. We're not having sex until the honeymoon and I'll be staying in a hotel the night before the wedding."

Randy began laughing, slapping John on the back, the flabbergasted look on his friend's face amusing the hell out of him. "We'll give you the biggest bachelor party ever." He promised with a grin.

"You mean, we can't, I can't-"

"Nope, no getting your dick wet until the honeymoon."

Austin giggled when John began groaning and complaining, rolling her eyes as they walked out of the airport, John carrying her bags like a gentleman. She would be moving to West Newbury after the honeymoon, all of her things packed and ready to go. They just wanted to get the wedding out of the way first. Austin slid in the passenger seat and closed the door before buckling up, Randy getting in behind her while John was the driver, immediately grabbing her hand.

"We have too much to do to even think about sex anyway, sweetie." She reminded him and smirked when he grunted, giggling more.

"Dinner rehearsal, get together with my family, friends flying in...Oh my god Aus, we should have eloped." John groaned, shaking his head. It was hard to believe after everything they had done, all the hard work put into this wedding to make it perfect...that it was only a few days away and they weren't FINISHED. "I'm going to lose my mind."

"Too late..."

"I have to agree with Randy, you've already lost your mind." She laughed when he poked her, rolling down the window and inhaled the fresh air with a soft sigh, not feeling the craving for a cigarette like she normally would have. Randy still hadn't told John about them knowing each other, deciding it would go to the grave. It would be their dirty little secret and, surprisingly, Austin was fine with it. "It'll fly by before you know it." She promised and leaned over, kissing John's cheek before going back to staring out the window, the beautiful diamond ring sparkling on her left ring finger.

"And then we'll be married." John sighed, sounding deliriously happy as he looked at his bride-to-be, then in the rearview at Randy. "Screw you homie, I remember how you were when you got married. You were acting like a little bitch."

"I will so fuck you up, Cenana."

"AFTER my honeymoon if you please."

The tone of Randy's voice was something Austin didn't miss, but she didn't speak, just continued looking out the window. Her green eyes were outlined in blue eyeliner, clear gloss on her lips, looking like every family's dream come true. She couldn't wait to see the guys and Carol, also knowing Marc would be there. They were throwing her and John a huge dinner to welcome her into the family, a tradition in the Cena clan.

"Everything will be perfect." She stated with confidence, squeezing John's hand, and flashed him a heart stopping smile. "Keep your eyes on the road sweetie."

"Hey, don't forget to drop me off first." Randy said, leaning forward to tap John's shoulder.

"My mom loves him." John grinned, shooting Austin a look, then eyes back on the road, shrugging apologetically.

"I'm serious, John. She had me baking yesterday...BAKING."

"You're the one who said you liked cookies..."

"I didn't think she'd make me bake them." Randy placed a hand on Austin's shoulder. "Help!"

"You are the Best Man, Randy. You can't back out of this. If we have to suffer through it, so do you."

"The bride has spoken!"

Austin giggled when Randy muttered something about her being a lot of help, rolling her eyes, and patted his hand that was still on her shoulder. "It'll be okay. I'll make sure Carol doesn't make you bake anything. Though cooking is a whole different matter entirely." Austin had an evil smile on her face that made those green eyes flash wickedly.

John was laughing.

"I feel the love." Randy grumbled, scooting across the seat to smack John lightly upside his head. "Some best friend you are." It was more than odd being able to joke around with Austin like this, like they didn't have a complicated history between them.

"Yo, I'm freaking driving, annoy Aus."

"Oh thanks a lot, Johnny!" She groaned when Randy started poking her sides and messed with her hair, smacking his hands away. "Enough Orton, don't touch the hair." She ordered gravely, not wanting it to get messed up. Not to mention having her hair pulled turned her on quicker than being nibbled on the neck. Randy knew it too as John drove past the hotel Randy was staying at, hearing him groan and giggled, shaking her head while John put her Rascal Flatts CD in. "So you're really okay with our song being from them?" She grinned from ear to ear when he nodded.

"If you're happy, I'm happy. So long as some of MY music can be played at the reception."

"Yes, because I can see you both breaking a move to Ice-Ice Baby, or something by MC Hammer." Randy snorted, tugging on a strand of Austin's hair absentmindedly.

"Hey, we could. Will your dress be able to let you dance?"

Randy smirked.

He was going to get it if he didn't quit yanking on her hair, finally placing all of it over her shoulder, and nodded at John. "Should be able too, yeah." She smirked when John pleaded with her to tell him what the dress looked like, shaking her head. "Not happening honey. You need to just forget about it until the day of our wedding when I'm walking down the aisle on my father's arm toward you." She raked a hand through her hair and slapped Randy's hand away when he went to tug another strand.

"Sorry, habit." Randy rumbled softly, too low for John to hear, remembering how he used to do that all of the time. Just to get her revving enough to pounce his ass, a smirk spreading across his face. Then he realized just what it was he was thinking about and sat back, folding his hands in his lap.

"You SHOULD tell me, just so I don't break down and cry."

"If you break down and cry over that, I'm not marrying you." She threatened good-naturedly, batting her eyelashes when he glared at her, and shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly. Austin looked in the rearview mirror at Randy, knowing he quit because he remembered how much her hair being yanked turned her on. This weekend was going to be harder to get through than she thought as John pulled up to Carol's house, causing her to inhale and exhale slowly. 'Here goes nothing.' She thought and slid out, knowing Samantha was probably inside.

Randy groaned, shooting John a nasty look. He liked Carol, really he did. But he didn't know how to politely tell her making cookies wasn't his deal. Now if she had asked him to grill or something, he'd of done it in a heartbeat. He just felt a tad weird, rolling out dough in her kitchen, especially when she put an apron on him to protect his 'designer' clothes.

After being hugged and greeted by everyone, the barbeque was on and John was playing football with his brothers and cousins, just having a great time. It was a Cena tradition and Carol asked Austin to go inside to grab some more soda. She obliged with a smile and walked inside, fanning herself and had changed into a blue denim jean skirt, going downstairs to the basement to grab some two liters. The more Austin hung around John's family, the more she felt welcome and that did her heart good.

Randy felt like an outsider looking in. He didn't have a place here. Granted, Carol was nice to him, but she had her family altogether and taking advantage. Everyone was nice actually, but it was just awkward. Especially with his ex-girlfriend, the woman he still loved, being here; preparing to get married in a few days. He was in hell.

"Randy, could you go in and check the cake for me?"

Nodding, he headed inside.

Austin walked up the same time he was walking in, balancing four two liters, two in each arm and sighed when she bumped into Randy, not seeing him as the bottles dropped, luckily not busting open. "Sorry about that." She murmured, bending down to grab them back up again and felt Randy's hand on hers, their eyes locking. Her heart began pounding a furious tattoo in her chest at the look his eyes gave off, pink tongue snaking out to wet her dry lips, and slowly stood up the same time he did, the bottles in her arms again.

Randy's eyes were firmly fastened on her mouth, seeing her tongue darting out like that and groaned, almost taking a step forward, but the kitchen was a reminder where he was. No man's land. "Sorry." He muttered, moving so she could get by, feeling her brushing against him and groaned again. "Damn it..."

Shocks rushed through her body as Austin stepped away from him; nodding, wondering what he was doing inside. Then she heard Carol's voice along with Kiersten's, sighing gently. She walked back out and set the liters down before walking over to lean over the ledge, watching John play football and giggled when he took his shoe off and threw it at Marc. They were back to normal, which was a good thing. Austin couldn't believe she was here and, in two days, she would be Mrs. John Cena. The thought made her heart soar to the heavens and shatter at the same time. Then Austin noticed something, or rather someone, missing.

Where the hell was Samantha?

Randy took an exceptionally long time checking the cake, needing a moment to calm his raging hard on and racing heart. The effect Austin had on him was mind-blowing, honestly scary. "She's getting married." He told himself repeatedly, walking over to the door to look at her, folding his arms over his chest. She was happy. He wasn't going to ruin that for her or John.