Welcome back. We left off with John leaving Casey's house, 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

It's been a few months since Wrestlemania but Casey's condition hasn't gotten any better. Traci, Dave and I have all been taking turns seeing her but I was always reluctant to go. It broke my heart every time that I see her just lying there. Dave has been trying to cheer me up but I just can't seem to get out of the hole that I've been thrown into. It was as if the rug was pulled out from under me and I didn't know what to do. Even going to work and being the WWE Champion wasn't cheering me up. The Women's Championship had to be vacated because there was no way that Casey was going to be able to defend it while she was in the hospital. Months turned into years and after a while, I became a zombie. I ate, worked out, fed Felix and slept. Yeah, I have won and lost my championship many times but it was an empty feeling without Casey there. I stopped seeing her halfway through 2008; it was just too painful at that point. Dave and Traci finally became a serious couple but they have their problems. 2008 neared an end and Casey's condition remained the same. On the flight to our next show, Dave sat next to me on the plane.

"Hey man. What's up?" I shrugged, not feeling very chatty. "I talked to Casey's doctor today."

"Still the same?"

"Yeah, unfortunately. I don't know what to do, John."

"Me either, Dave." I hit my head on the seat repeatedly before Dave stopped me, shaking his head when I looked over at him. "What?"

"Stop beating yourself up man. It's going on four years, John. When are you going to move on with your personal life?" I gave Dave a glare that would chill a serial killer's blood.

"When she wakes up." I turned my head towards the window and closed my eyes, letting Dave know that this conversation was over. He sighed and I felt him leave my side. "Casey...please wake up. We all need you." We landed and I immediately headed towards the rental cars.

"Hey Cena!" I stopped in my tracks, knowing that deep voice anywhere. I turned around and sure enough, Randall Keith Orton was walking towards me with that stupid grin on his face. "Mind if I talk to you, John?"

"Yeah, I do mind. Get lost." Randy grabbed my arm and turned me around, making my blood boil. I grabbed his arm, yanked it behind him and slammed him up against the rental car. "You say anything else to me and I will send you to the nearest hospital in a body bag." I let Randy go and hopped into the rental car, speeding off to our chosen hotel and into the parking garage. I took a deep breath and headed into the hotel, feeling very alone and dejected as I have been for the past three and a half years. Since I wasn't scheduled to be on Raw tonight, I decided to try and relax for once. But everytime I closed my eyes, I saw Casey and it broke my heart even more. Hours passed and I had devoured all of the drinks in the minibar. "Another night, well wasted." I passed out around eleven, falling into a dreamless sleep.

Next Week

I shot up in bed, cursing the nightmare that I just woke up from. The image of Casey in a casket was burned into my brain and I desperately needed to get rid of it. I got up, shivering slightly when the cool air hit my chest, and walked over to the fridge. I grabbed some water and flopped down on the couch. I looked at the clock and let out a growl; it was only nine am. "Fuck my life." I put the pillow over my head and tried to get more sleep.

At Casey's Hospital

"Are you sure about this, Ms. Bautista? You have only been awake for a few days."

"Please stop trying to talk me out of this, Dr. Monroe. I've been asleep far too long and I know a lot of people who have given up hope. I need to do this." I grabbed the release forms out of Dr. Monroe's hands, signed them and gave them back. I waved goodbye and walked out of the hospital. I pulled my hood over my head and put my shades on, hopping into the running Ford Mustang in front of the hospital.

"You sure about this Casey?"

"More than you will ever know. Hit it."

-FIN-

Sorry it took so long. Haven't been paying attention to this story that much. Hope you liked it. Sorry this one is so short. I have big plans for the next chapter though. I will make up for the shortness of this one, promise.