Welcome back. We left off with Casey getting attacked by Randy Orton and Edge, right? We're still in John's point of view. I might just keep that the whole way through but I'm not sure yet. Let me know! Let's get started, shall we?

Chaingang All the Way

How could I have let this happen? The whole way to the hospital, I was beating myself up mentally. We finally arrived at the hospital and they wheeled Casey into the ER. I talked to the police outside and gave them the whole story. They were satisfied and left, hopefully to go put Randy and Edge behind bars. I pulled out my cell phone again and managed to call Dave.

"Hey John. What's up?"

"Casey's in the hospital."

"What?"

"Randy and Edge, they attacked her. I couldn't get to her in enough time." I started to cry, my strength leaving me as I collapsed onto the ground.

"Alright. We'll be there as soon as we can. Don't do anything stupid John."

"Yeah." I closed my phone and let the tears flow freely. I saw Dave come speeding into the parking lot and it only made things worse. He turned his car off and came running towards me.

"John. Do you know how she is?"

"No. I wasn't allowed in while she was in surgery."

"Surgery? What did they do to her?" I couldn't answer him. "John, what did they do to my sister?"

I took a deep breath and started to tell Dave the whole story. "After you left, Casey and I tried to continue what you had interrupted. Before we could get any further, the buzzer went off. She went to answer it and I was trying to calm myself down. I opened the door and went to go see who it was. She knew who it was and wasn't happy to see them. I saw Edge standing there but before I could say anything, they attacked her. I called the police and when Edge and Randy heard the sirens, they bolted. I got to Casey and...she was bleeding all over the place. I tried to stop the bleeding with my shirt, but I don't know if it did any good. I did my best, Dave. I..." Nothing could stop the tears at this point. Traci sat down next to me, trying to calm me down.

"Is there a Mr. Cena out here?" I stood up quickly.

"That's me."

"I have new about Ms. Bautista. Could you come with me?"

"Of course. This is her brother and my cousin. Can they come too?"

"Yes. Follow me please." We all followed him closely. He led us to a more private seating area and asked us to sit down. "Ms. Bautista is in very critical condition. She has quite a few cracked ribs, a severe concussion and several broken bones. We have her on a respirator at the moment. We almost lost her in surgery but something kept her heart going. We're not sure when we can release her or even when her condition will get any better. I'm very sorry."

"When can we see her?"

"You can go in, one at a time. Just be aware of when visiting hours are over. Anytime between then is fine. Now if you will excuse me, I have other patients."

"Thank you, doctor." As he walked away, my heart sank to the floor. Critical condition...they almost lost her in surgery.

"John, you go in first man." I looked up at Dave as if he had two heads.

"You're her brother, man. You go first."

"Right now, she needs you. Just go." I gave him a hug and walked to her room. I hesitated, debating on whether or not I could take seeing her hooked up to a respirator. I took a deep breath and walked in. I closed the door behind me and fell to my knees. Casey...the way she looked, it broke my heart into pieces. I managed to get to her side and I held her hand in mine.

"Casey...please, don't go. I need you. Dave needs you. Traci needs you. Who else can she call names and get away with it?" I forced a laugh, but it faded as quickly as it came. "You're strong, Casey. You can get through this. I know you can. I know Dave and Traci can, too. It's me that I'm worried about. You're my world, you really are. I know I've only told that you I love you two days ago but I knew I loved you before. You kept me going. I had hard times, really hard times. I felt like giving up but you were there. You would always come by my locker room and smile. You told me to keep my head up. I did that, I persevered because of you. Now that I might lose you...I don't know if i can get through this. Please, Casey. Don't leave me." I found the strength to stand up and kiss her forehead. I reluctantly let go of her head and left her room. "Go ahead, Dave."

"Thanks man. I'll be right back." I watched him kiss Traci on the forehead and go into Casey's room.

"John?"

"Yeah, Traci?"

"Are you okay?"

"Not in the slightest. I have to go."

"But John..."

"No, Traci. I can't...see her like that. It hurts too much. I'm going to call a cab. Tell Dave I went to clear my head. I'll call you later."

She stood up and hugged me. "I know I can't stop you. Just be careful. Think of Casey...and what she wouldn't want you to do." I nodded and left the hospital. I called a cab and decided to go back to Casey's. The police were getting ready to leave by the time I got there.

"Mr. Cena!"

"Yes, officer?"

"How is Ms. Bautista?"

"Critcial condition. Why do you ask?"

"Well, we had wanted to ask her a few questions." I felt my blood start to boil.

"Any questions you have, you can ask me. What do you want to know?"

"If you insist..."

"I do."

"No need to get hostile, Mr. Cena. We just want to know why those two men would attack Ms. Bautista."

I ran my hand through my hair, suddenly getting more frustrated. "The only reason I can think of is that they want her for themselves. Ever since her career started, those two have been trying to make her theirs. Why aren't you asking them?"

"They won't talk to us."

I scoffed. "Probably hiding behind their lawyers. Pussies."

"Why do you think they're hiding behind their lawyers?"

"So their pathetic careers don't suffer. They only think about themselves. They don't care what they do, only if it will benefit them. Is it alright if I get a few things of mine out of the house?"

"Go right ahead. We were only authorized to be in the vicinity of the front door. We're done here anyway."

"Thank you. Have a nice day, officer." I knew how to be respectful and polite, even if it was the last thing I wanted to do.

-FIN-

Sorry it took so long. Haven't been paying attention to this story that much. I promise to keep up with it more. Hope you liked it.