Wednesday 23rd May

''So, what time's your flight tonight?''

Alexa glanced up from the plate of uneaten toast, meeting Jon's gaze with a blank look. ''Sorry, what?''

He eyes remained fixed on her, studying her intently for a few moments before finally speaking. ''What the fuck is going on with you, Lex?''

''What do you mean?''

''You've been acting weird the past few days, don't think I haven't noticed. And you're quiet... you're never quiet.'' With a little more concern, Jon asked. ''What's wrong?''

She hesitated briefly, before sighing. As much as she wanted to open up and tell him, she knew it wasn't fair if he knew before Randy.

''It's nothing. I've just got a lot on my mind, that's all.''

''Such as?''

''Look, I really don't want to talk about it.'' She told him quietly, her eyes dropping back down as she pushed the food around her plate.

Jon gave her a serious look. ''I may not be an expert at this whole 'relationship' thing... but I'm pretty sure that's what you're supposed to do. You know, talk about what's bothering you and shit.''

''What is this? Fucking question time?''

His eyebrows shot up in surprise, not expecting her to react so badly to his probing. ''Lex-''

''Can you please just stop with the interrogation?'' She pleaded. ''I said I don't want to talk about it.''

''Fine.'' He stood up, abruptly, his face contorted in anger as he started towards the door.

''Jon-''

''I'll give you some space.'' He told her before storming out of her house, the slam of the door echoing around the kitchen. ''Let me know when you finally decide to let me in.''

''... shit.''

After a three-hour wait at the airport that had only added to her already foul mood, she was finally inside the plane, ready to take off for the six-hour flight to Mexico.

She hadn't spoken to Jon since he stormed out that morning and the fact that she would now be staying on a completely different time zone from him for almost a week put a funny feeling in the pit of her stomach.

Alexa closed her eyes, letting out a long sigh.

''Oh man, I don't think I can handle sitting next to you for six hours.''

She opened her eyes, turning her head to find a smiling Jason, ready to take his seat next to her. ''Could be worse, you could be sat by Khali.''

''I think I'd prefer that.'' He teased, shoving his bag into the overhead compartment. ''So, you ready for the tour?''

''I am.'' A small smile curled at her lips. ''I haven't been back to Mexico since...2003, I think. I can't wait.''

Alexa glanced around; her eyes immediately landing on Randy several rows in front of her. Her mind took her back to the conversation she had with Vickie and she chewed her lip thoughtfully. The idea of telling him everything was eating away at her, she couldn't stop thinking about it. He did deserve to know, she knew that. Maybe this trip to Mexico would be the perfect time to get him alone and finally come clean. Then hopefully when she returned home, she could fix things with Jon and start looking to the future.

Friday 25th May

''What the fuck? Are you joking?''

''No, Lex, I wish I was.''

''Seriously?!''

''Yes!''

Alexa let out a surprised laugh. ''Shit.''

While some of the roster were touring Mexico, some of the others were touring Brazil. Among them, were Chris and Phil. They had a match the previous night and on the way to the ring, Phil had draped a Mexican flag over his shoulders. Chris had stolen the flag, screwed it up and kicked it away from the ring. A few moments later, police had appeared at ringside and told Chris that he could either apologize for his actions or go to jail. Chris had no choice but to grab a microphone and apologize, insisting what he did was only for entertainment purposes.

''I went backstage after the match and there were soldiers with guns! I nearly shit my pants.''

Her laughter got louder. ''I'm sorry, it's not funny.''

''No, it isn't. Vince was pissed. He sent me a text saying, 'You will not be coming back to Brazil. What the fuck is wrong with you, why would you do something like that? I'm so angry at you'. So, I call him and tell him I was just trying to play the heel. He suspended me, told me to get on the next plane home and hung up on me. I don't even know how long I'm suspended for!''

His indignant tone sent her into more peels of laughter. ''Well, look on the bright side; you can finally have that barbeque you've been wanting.''

''... that's true...''

They spoke for a little while longer before ending the call, Alexa immediately going into her messages to see if she had any new ones from Jon.

She didn't.

Suddenly, a new one popped up from Chris and she let out a snort as she read.

I've just read on that I've been suspended for 30 days. Also, Mike's filling in for me on the tour... How the mighty have fallen.

Monday 28th May

Alexa sat with her back against the barricade, watching as Beth and Victoria ran through their match which would be going in the Superstars taping later that night. She had already filmed her pre-recorded segment with Beth but didn't have a match herself, which was good, because she was beyond exhausted.

Along with Alberto, she was the only other Mexican on the tour so management had decided to send them on the media tour together. Along with the three live events, she had lost count of how many interviews, signings and appearances she had done.

And on top of that, her heart-to-heart with Randy had gone even worse that she was expecting. He had been livid when she finally told him about the miscarriage, she had never seen him that angry before. Luckily, before things could get too heated, Stephen had returned to the room he had shared with Randy and she had made a quick escape.

After calling a goodbye to the women in the ring, she headed up the ramp and made her way backstage. As she walked through one of the many hallways, she spotted Jon talking TJ Wilson, who he had a dark match with before the main show started. His eyes flicked up, catching hers and she quickly shied her gaze away, ducked her head and continued on down the corridor.

''When I said you could hide-out in my bus, that didn't mean you could eat all my food.''

Alexa cocked an eyebrow and deliberately pulled the spoon out of her mouth, sticking it back in the melting ice-cream. ''Well, maybe you should have been more specific.''

He rolled his eyes and hoisted his gym bag over his shoulder, making his way down the steps to the door. ''Just make sure you leave me some, alright?''

She smirked, lifting another spoonful into her mouth. ''No promises.''

He left and she found herself alone.

She snorted at the irony.

A few minutes later, she heard three sharp knocks and sighed, rolling off the sofa and jogging down to the door. ''Did you forget yo... Jon...''

''Punk told me you were in here.'' He said quietly.

''Of course he did.'' She muttered, biting her lip nervously as her eyes studied him. He looked gorgeous, as always, his hair an explosion of damp curls and several days worth of stubble shadowing his jaw.

''I-''

He didn't get the chance to finish his sentence when the brunette moved down the steps and threw herself at him, clinging onto him as she buried her face in the crook of his neck. ''I'm sorry.''

He sighed, wrapping his arms around her back and pulling her closer. ''I'm sorry too.''

She reluctantly pulled back and jerked her head towards the bus. ''Let's go inside and we can talk.''

Jon nodded, waiting until she was inside before following her up the steps onto the bus. She dropped back onto the sofa and he followed suit, slipping into the seat beside her.

Rather awkwardly, the two of them stared at each other until Alexa finally cleared her throat, admitting. ''I, uh... I don't know where to start...''

''Do you trust me?''

''Yes.''

''Then you know can be honest with me.''

''I already know that.''

''Do you?''

''When am I not honest with you?'' She questioned indignantly.

Shrugging, he gave her a pointed look. ''Sometimes, I don't think you're honest with yourself.''

Her mouth opened to snap out a reply before she slowly closed it, realizing that he was right. Swallowing heavily, Alexa tried to bite back the tears as she fixed her eyes on her lap. ''It's hard for me, to let my guard down and let people in. I just figure, there's no point getting too close, it's a waste of time, you know, when people are just going to end up leaving.''

''You can't live your life like that, Lex.'' Jon told her softly. ''It's not healthy.''

''I know, I'm working on it. It's... I'm just so used to people leaving... or not wanting me. I mean, if my own mother didn't want to stay by my side, then how can I expect anyone else to? I guess I just feel safer being independent instead of letting people get too close. Randy... he finally broke me down and I let him in, then the whole thing blew up in my face.''

His hand reached out to cup her chin and he gently coaxed her head up to meet his gaze. ''Listen to me, okay? I want to be with you... and if you really want to be with me, then you need to let me in. Right now, it's like you're just waiting for me to fuck up and hurt you. I'm not going to. I'm not your mother and I sure as shit ain't Randy.''

''I know you're not.'' She whispered. ''I'm working on it.''

''So, what was bothering you last week?''

''It's complicated. There's- there's stuff you don't know. I...'' She swallowed back a small sob.

''Talk to me, sweetheart.'' He whispered softly.

''When I got injured... after I woke up at the hospital, the doctor told me that...'' Her fingers tangled around each other nervously and she sucked in a deep breath to calm herself down. ''That I had been pregnant... but I, uh... I lost it. I didn't even know and...''

Jon's chest tightened painfully at her revelation, his expression softening as she bit her trembling lip before letting out a gut wrenching sob. He reached out, wrapping his arms around her as she buried her head in his chest. ''I'm so sorry.''

It took a few minutes for her to calm down and she reached up a shaky hand to wipe the tears pooling along her lashes. ''Vickie knew because she was there when they told me but I... I didn't tell anybody... I didn't tell Randy...'' She admitted, sniffling. ''Vickie brought the whole thing up last week, she said I should tell him... that's why I was such a raging bitch...''

''As much as I hate to admit it, I think she's right.''

''I know... I bit the bullet and told him while we were in Mexico. He was pretty pissed.''

''He didn't...'' He trailed off, letting the unspoken question hang in the air.

''No.'' Alexa shook her head quickly. ''No, he didn't do anything to hurt me.''

''Good.'' He let out a puff of air. ''Do you, you know, feel better now everything's out in the open?''

She pondered it for a moment before nodding, offering him a teary smile. ''You're taking this a lot better that I thought.''

He regarded her with a tender smile. ''I told you, I'll always be here for you, even when you try to push me away.''

Nodding slowly, she leaned up to capture his lips, her hand moving up to rest against his chest. Something surged through her as she felt his heart beating steadily under her palm; an emotion so intense, she knew there wasn't a single part of her that wasn't completely in love with this man.

A/N - I'm starting to lose interest in this story again and would really, really appreciate if you took the time to review and let me know what you think. Who knows, maybe it'll give me some inspiration!