Chapter 2- The odd John
Barrett had kept close to Cena ever since he learned there was a secret. At the bars, John wouldn't eat or drink with the guys, claiming he was already full from the arena. Yet according to Skip, Cena hadn't stepped out of the arena to grab a bite. Otunga explained that he wasn't in the catering room. No one had brought him anything to eat, so how could he be full? Slater had been trying to get closer to John and perhaps wait and see if the secret would slip out of a superstar. Things however got more complicated with the Smackdown Locker room arrived at the bar, led by the Undertaker who called for a round of drinks… on Kane. "Champion buys!" he said aloud.
Kane however rolled his eyes. "Then how come you never did as champ?"
The two men bickered playfully until Taker finally agreed to split the cost of the drinks. He took a seat near Nexus where Barrett made the move and got the Deadman's ear. He wasn't the only one of course. The Hart Dynasty were having a small chat with him until Barrett made his move. He approached cautiously and knew not to speak as the Undertaker did. But when he was done and the Harts walked away, he turned to see Barrett standing over him. "And what brings you here?" he asked.
Barrett smiled as he brought the Deadman another drink. "I have some questions, something is going on in the locker room, and it has to do with Cena. What do you know about it?" he asked.
Taker took a stiff swig of his drink before he looked to Barrett. "What is it that you know?"
"Is there something to know?"
Taker paused as he realized Barrett was fishing for answers. "All I can say is this, some things are best left unsaid. You know John's work ethic, he's been bending over backwards to push you and Nexus into the spotlight, and a damn good job he has been doing too."
"It's not that I am not grateful Undertaker, it's just that the Nexus feels we aren't trusted enough. We have been teased that there is something about John Cena. I mean, he never eats, he doesn't seem to sleep and yet he appears full and content. It just doesn't seem right…"
"Hey, Wade!" came the voice of Cena.
Barrett turned and saw John wave him over to join him in a game of pool. "I need a partner, I hear you got a dead eye. Come on!"
At first he didn't know what to think or say. Yet the Undertaker insisted he go and spend time with Cena. "The more you get to know him, the more obvious it will be to you" Wade didn't get any more information from the Deadman that night, instead. Cena kept Wade busy with the constant pool games against Edge and Jericho. He didn't learn much more about Cena, besides the fact he had a horseshoe up his ass. He could make the most impossible shots with little effort for the action.
"Hey! I thought we agreed!" protested Jericho.
Cena only smiled. "Sorry, I forgot" he said with a grin.
Wade stared between the three unable to made of what just happened, yet Edge rolled his eyes to the two men who announced he was done playing for the night. John turned to Wade and offered a single's game, just him and Barrett. Wade however was tired and decided to call it a night.
At the hotel.
"Anything? Anything at all?" Skip questioned.
Wade shook his head. "The Undertaker suggested I spend more time with John and then I would understand. But so far, I can't make a lick of sense out of any of it!"
"Maybe you need more than one pair of eyes," explained Tarver. "We all should hang with John. What one might see, the others will!"
"That's brilliant" Wage announced with a smile. "We will be John's best friends!"
"Wait, aren't we suppose to keep our distance?" asked Slater
It was because of the story angle they were in, they were to keep together and yet make sure none of the fans saw them out of character. Wade agreed, so they would do what they could at the arena to get on Cena's good side and see what he has to hide.