Chapter 34:

"Pretty shitty night, huh baby?" Dave did his best to push his anger on his girlfriend's behalf and on his own to the back of his mind. Haley was still upset by the events that had taken place tonight and she didn't need to deal with his problems on top of it.

"I think shitty is an understatement." She muttered. "We both got completely screwed over."

Dave set both of their bags down by the door, while Haley crossed the hotel room to sink down on their bed. "Okay, so maybe it was the worst night we've had this year." He corrected himself. "But tomorrow night is RAW and this time, we'll be there together, from now on."

"You know," She looked at him with sad eyes. "I've discovered bad things usually happen to me in waves, I hope tonight was the last of it."

He crouched down in front of her and cradled the side of her face in his palm. "It was Haley. I won't let anything happen to you if I can help it." He stroked his thumb over the line of her jaw up to her cheek. "Hey, I love you. That means I'm here for you, no matter what."

She sighed and offered him a weak smile. "I love you too."

"That's my girl." He pulled her face down to meet his for a sweet kiss. "We'll fix things and make everything work out for us. We always do."

"I just felt so alone out there, Dave." She let her forehead rest against his. "I thought Mickie was one of my best friends. Mickie and Candice were the two women I was closest to and she stabbed me in the back because John Cena wasn't interested in her. I lost Chris too, who helped me tremendously then turned on me. Maria, Jeff, Ken and Hunter are on SmackDown and suddenly it was three against one."

"Three against two." Dave let his fingers thread through her hair. "I'm in this too, Haley. You're not alone. You're never alone, not as long as I'm alive anyway."

"Do me a favor?" Her hand trailed down his chest to the hem of his t-shirt.

"Anything." He nodded. "What is it, Haley?"

"Love me." She began to lift his shirt up and over his head.

He chuckled deeply. "You should have asked me something more difficult." He lifted his arms so she could pull his shirt all the way off. "Just hold on to me, Haley, and I'll take you flying." He promised, before crashing his mouth to hers and lowering her back onto the bed.

Your time is up, my time is now

You can't see me, my time is now

Haley groaned and groggily rolled over, reaching for her ringing cell phone. "Hello?"

"Are you all right?" John Cena's voice stirred the last vestiges of sleep from her brain. "You left the arena so quickly last night that I didn't get to check on you."

"That's not your job anymore Cena." She ran a hand through her sleep and sex tussled hair. "But since you asked, I'm not all right, thanks to your little girlfriend."

"She's not my girlfriend, Hales, you know that." He rebuffed her statement. "I do not agree with what she did to you last night. In fact, I'm disgusted with it. I feel responsible for it; I'm the one who told her no."

"The only thing you should feel responsible for is the fact that one of the people who could help me fix this is now on SmackDown." She grumbled. "What Mickie did wasn't your fault John, so don't blame yourself. We've got bigger things ahead of us tonight to worry about."

"I'll still sorry about it, Hales. I'm glad you're okay though." He told her sincerely. "I guess I'll see you later on tonight."

"You will. I'll see you at RAW." She assured him. "Talk to you later."

"Okay, talk to you later." He repeated.

"Oh, and John." She added before he hung up. "Thank you, for checking up on me."

"Anytime Hales, bye." She could hear the smile in his voice.

"Bye." She flipped her phone closed and turned to snuggle back against Dave, only to find her boyfriend awake and watching her. "Morning." She greeted him with smile.

"Cena?" He asked with raised eyebrows.

"He feels like it's his fault I lost my title." She shrugged. "I told him not to worry about it. We have other things in store for us tonight."

"No General Manager, no World Champion." He mused. "It'll be interesting. You want to go down and grab some breakfast?"

"That sounds good. We have to be in Oklahoma tonight, so we have a good drive ahead of us." She placed her head back onto his chest. "Thank you for last night. I feel better now."

"I got just as much enjoyment out of it as you did." He chuckled, making his chest rumble pleasantly beneath her ear. "So, should I shower first or you? Because if we do it together we'll never get out of this hotel room on time."

This time it was she who laughed. "You better go first then, since I take longer than you do."

"Okay." He kissed the top of her head. "Give me fifteen minutes."

She stretched languidly. "Sounds fine to me."

He gave her one approving once over. "Actually, it'll take me fifteen minutes to shower in about an hour."

She frowned in confusion. "Wait? What?"

He grinned. "I have something I have to do first and it's going to take awhile."

"What is it that you have to do?" She questioned.

"You." He quipped a second before he pounced.

Her shriek of laughter could be heard before it was silenced with his mouth. As far as distractions went, Dave sure provided the best kind.

A/N: New chapter, I'm keeping my fingers crossed that I'm not targeted by the "Fanfic Police" again. Thank you guys for sticking with me through this. If this does get pulled again, I'll start moving all my stories onto my personal site for viewing. But hopefully it won't come to that. I'll keep you all posted. I should be back to updating regularly now that I'm off FF probation. I couldn't even update Survivor over the weekend. Hang in there guys, and do my a favor and review. I lost all of yours from when this fic was first posted. I was at like 550 or something around there, it really sucks that all your reviews got deleted with it. oh well, what can you do? Review replies will be in your inboxes asap.