A/N: Hey there everyone. Here's chapter two. Enjoy!

Chaingang is the Click

I walked upstairs to get something to drink and I couldn't help but feel that someone was following me. Sure enough, when I turned around John was standing behind me. "Why are you following me John? Need something?"

"Not really. Just felt like following you. Dave wanted me to."

"That explains it. He must be trying something, I mean he knows how big of a fan I am."

"He does?"

I laughed. "Let me get these down to them and I'll show you just how big." I winked and went downstairs to give Rey and Dave their drinks. "Dave, did you tell John to follow me?"

"Yeah. Actually we both told him to follow you."

I laughed and walked out of the room. I caught up with John and motioned for him to follow me.

"Are you sure you want me in your room? You saw what I did in front of all those people."

I laughed again. "John, I trust you enough not to do anything stupid." We came to my door and I waited a little bit.

"Something tells me this is going to be big."

"Why do you say that?"

"The door has the Chaingang symbol on it."

I smiled and opened the door. I watched John's jaw drop as he walked in. 'Basic Thuganomics' started playing and I watched John jump a little.

"What the hell is that?"

"I had a friend of mine wire my room so that every time I walk in a different song of yours plays. When I said big fan, I meant big fan. I'm practically obsessed."

"I have no idea what to say. Something tells me that loves you."

"They send coupon books. What does that tell you?"

"Tells me a lot. I am beyond flattered right now. Do you mind?" He motioned towards the bed.

"Go ahead." I watched him sit down and ultimately flop down onto the bed.

"Oh my god this bed is so incredibly soft. I don't think I'm getting up anytime soon."

I laughed and closed the door. "I don't know if that's such a good idea. I was just about to watch a few old paper-per-views." I sat down next to John's arm and looked down at him.

"I don't mind. It sounds pretty fun. I mean what better combination is there?"

"What combination is that?"

"Laying on a beautiful girl's soft bed, watching wrestling with her." He smiled for a few seconds before he realized what he actually said, then his cheeks turned a little red.

I smiled and felt my face get a little hot too. "Thanks John. We have about an hour before Traci comes so what-" I was cut off by my phone going off again. I looked at the caller-id and saw that it was Traci. "It's Traci. Be right back." I got up, walked a few feet and answered my phone. "Hello?"

"Hey Casey. I just landed. I'll be there in about 45 minutes. Is John there?"

"Of course he's here. I gave him a ride. Why do you ask?"

"Just wondering. How about Dave?"

"Of course Dave's here. He's my brother, genius. He's currently downstairs playing video games with Rey. He might still be down there when you get here, I can't make any guarantees. I guess I'll see you when you get here."

"Alright. Bye."

"Later." I hung up, turned around and found myself in John's chest. "Whoa. Hi."

"How long?"

"45 minutes. Why?"

"Just wondering. What do you want to watch? I think I want to watch the Royal Rumble."

"The one that just happened a few months ago?"

"Yeah. It's fun. I out-rapped Christian." He smiled his cheesy little smile and I couldn't help myself.

"Alright. You're lucky that I have that one. Actually, thank Dave because he got it for me." I walked back over to the television, grabbed the Royal Rumble out of the case and popped it in.

Twenty minutes later, my phone started to ring again. I got up off my bed and answered it.

"Hello?"

"Hey there."

"Ugh, what do you want Randy? I'm busy."

"I just wanted to know whether or not you wanted to go out with the Legend Killer tomorrow night."

"No, Randy. You would think by now you would know what the hell that means seeing as it is the same answer I give you everytime you ask. Besides, Taker won which means you aren't a Legend Killer." I hung up the phone and took a deep breath.

"You don't like Randy or something?"

"No. He's been trying to get me to go out with him ever since Evolution. I didn't mind him that much then but now I can't stand him."

"You're on Smackdown so you have nothing to worry about."

"Yeah but what if I get drafted to Raw? Then I have to deal with him and everyone knows I wanna kick him where it hurts the most."

"Ouch."

"I meant the ego...or something else." I winked and watched John's slight smile disappear. "Do you want to keep watching the Rumble?"

"S-s-sure. We have like 25 minutes left right?"

I nodded and we laid back down on the bed and started the tape back up. Twenty minutes later, I stopped the tape much to John's dismay.

"Aw come on. It was getting to the good part."

"Oh, if only there were some way we could stop it and watch it later. Oh wait, there is." The response was a pillow thrown at my head. "Hey! Careful with those, they're custom."

"Custom pillows? Why are they custom?"

"Because of this." I flipped the pillow over and showed John a stitching of his signature and the Chaingang symbol.

"Oh. Well, I won't throw it at you anymore."

"Good to know. Come on, let's go wait for Traci outside by the hot tub."

I think I felt John's mood change instantly. "Hot tub? You have a hot tub?"

"A better question is why would you think I didn't have a hot tub but we'll just forget that. There is a bunch of suits in the closet with the red knobs down the hall, if you want to cha-" I didn't even get to finish my sentence before John bolted down the hallway. How did I manage to get myself wrapped up in him? Oh wait, he's gorgeous. I changed into a zebra print bikini, put on a huge John Cena shirt of course and headed to the back door. To my surprise, I didn't see John there. As if on cue, John rounded the corner wearing a pair of dark blue Hawaiian print swim trunks and...no shirt. Damn him! I have got to keep my cool tonight. "Ready?"

He nodded and smiled. We walked to the roof and John practically jumped into the hot tub. Good thing it was already full of water from a few nights ago. I took my John Cena shirt off, turned on the lights surrounding the hot tub and got in. "This is so relaxing."

"So how many times a day are you in this thing?"

"Not many actually. I usually only go in after a tough training session or if one of us is having a party."

"So...do I get free use of this thing?"

I laughed. "You are too cute John. I treat this thing as if it were one of the fifteen priceless cars in my garage. Nobody gets in this thing when I'm not home. No one."

"Aw man. That means you have to be in here with me every time I want to chill in it then." He flashed his signature Cena smile and I felt my body get hot.

Traci hurry up before I corrupt your cousin in my hot tub.

-FIN-

Well, that's is for this segment. Stay tuned for more John Cena in a hot tub. You know you want to.