Chapter 33

Déjà vu.

That was exactly what this felt like.

Jecina in the waiting room, pacing a hole in the floor and waiting for the doctor to come out to tell her if Jon was all right or not. Christ, it'd been only 2 years since she had to experience something like this and it didn't feel good at all. She kept hearing the echoes of the steel chair colliding with Jon's back, at the hands of Dean. The tears continuously poured down her cheeks while she paced, unable to sit down and stay still.

What if he wasn't all right this time? What if Dean had gotten the job done and Jon would never be able to wrestle again? An even worse thought entered her mind – what if he was dead? Jecina felt her blood run cold at the possibility of Jon dying and immediately dismissed that thought. She would've felt it if he was gone. No, he couldn't be gone and he was being worked on by the doctors. That was what she kept telling herself to get through this.

"Jecina!"

Hearing Gabriella's voice made a wave of relief flow over her as Jecina turned, surprised to see Baron with her. Gabriella hugged her tightly, trying to will the tears to stay in her eyes and slowly pulled back, keeping her hands on Jecina's shoulders. Baron walked up to them and hugged Jecina next, cupping the back of her head gently to press her against him in a purely platonic way.

"Have you heard anything?"

"Are you all right?"

Both had asked Jecina different questions simultaneously and it made her crack the barest hint of a smile. "I've been better, Gabi and no, Baron, there's been no word yet on his condition." It was going on 2 hours since they'd arrived here and Jecina was starting to get nervous nobody had come out to give her an update.

"They'll be out soon to tell you something, I'm sure. Baron, why don't you grab us some coffee while I sit with her?" Gabriella suggested, watching him nod understandingly and took off to find the cafeteria. It would give the women a chance to talk alone. "Has anyone else been up here to check on you?"

Jecina shook her head, thankful for that because, when she first got to the hospital, she was an absolute mess. "I've gotten text messages up the ass asking if everything's okay, if I've heard anything, etc. I haven't answered any of them besides yours and Lili's. She should be up here soon, actually."

"Yeah, she had to valet tonight, so there was no way out of it."

Work came first and Jecina understood that more than anyone, but no force of nature or act of god would've prevented her from leaving with Jon in the ambulance tonight. "This brings back horrible memories." If Dean even THOUGHT about showing his face here, Jecina wouldn't hold back this time and gritted her teeth at the thought of that dick.

Gabriella hadn't been around during the first beating Dean gave to Jon, but she'd heard about it from Lilianna and Liliya, along with the rest of the NXT locker room. "He's gonna be fine, Jeci. I know it. That man has put his body through hell on earth." That was an understatement.

"I just want some news; any kind of update would set my mind at ease a little." Jecina couldn't stand sitting, not even with company and rose to her feet to start pacing again. "Talk about something else to get my mind off Jon, Gabi, please."

"Okay well…" Gabriella looked to make sure Baron wasn't coming back or in hearing distance. "I had a sex dream about Baron while spending my days with who I'm seeing right now."

"Right, who is that again?" Jecina managed a smirk at her friend, folding her arms in front of her chest.

Gabriella shook her head in response, knowing telling Alexa that information was enough of a risk. The less people knew, the better, until her lover was ready to come out with the truth. If they got that far at this rate. That dream was recurring, though she hadn't had it since meeting and beginning the sexual escapade with her current lover.

"It's fine, you don't have to tell me. I wouldn't say anything, but I understand why you wanna keep it quiet. So, a sex dream about Baron, eh? You ever gonna tell him how you feel or are you gonna take the coward's way out like I have?" Jecina demanded quietly, walking back over to take her seat beside Gabriella.

"I don't know…" Gabriella groaned out, leaning her head back and scrubbed a hand down her face in frustration. "I don't wanna ruin our friendship. I mean, what if I tell him and he tells me he loves me like a sister or something? I don't know if I can take the rejection, Jecina…" She was terrified of finding out the truth from Baron. "And what about you? You're planning on moving in with a man you don't fully trust. What are you gonna do about that?"

Jecina shut her eyes, honestly not knowing the answer to any of those questions. "I'm…I was going to, but…fuck, with him being beaten down by his asshole brother and winding up in the hospital again…" Then, she remembered what Lilianna said, her advice about waiting until the draft. "I'm gonna wait and see where we end up with this draft. If he's on a different show than me, I have to end our relationship because I won't be with someone I can only see and touch 2 days out of the week, if that."

"Yeah, it would be extremely hard to keep a relationship going being on separate shows, huh?" Maybe that was why Gabriella hadn't told Baron how she felt yet. Maybe she was waiting for the draft to come to see if they'd wind up on separate shows, same as Jecina and Jon. "I think…that's a good idea, actually. Maybe I should wait until after the draft before mentioning anything to Baron."

In a way, it was cowardly because it meant Gabriella would continue to be with her lover. However, at the same time, why start a relationship when they could wind up separated only weeks after? No, she would wait it out and see what happened with the draft, then decide if she would tell Baron or not.

"Family of Jonathan Moxley?"

Jecina snapped her head up at the mention of Jon's name and saw a doctor standing there in a white coat, a stethoscope around his neck. "I'm his girlfriend." She murmured, standing from the seat to walk over to him and wrapped her arms around herself. "Is he…?"

"He's alive, don't worry." The doctor smiled at the woman's trepidation and extended his hand. "I'm Doctor Hamstein and I've been working on Jon since he was brought into us. What's your name, miss?"

"Jecina. Jecina Shaw. Please tell me what his condition is." Jecina pleaded, having waited long enough and knew Stephanie was waiting to hear from her as well.

"Well, I will say in all of my years as a doctor, I've never seen anyone sustain the type of abuse he did and came out with nothing broken. He has lacerations on his back, heavy bruising, but that's about it. No cracked bones, torn ligaments, nothing like that." Doctor Hamstein explained, sticking one of his hands in the front pocket of his coat. "His head was also lacerated and he has a severe concussion, which will require him to take time off to heal from. A couple of weeks should do it. It's…a miracle, to be perfectly honest, there's nothing else severely wrong with him." He sounded in awe while speaking about his patient.

Jecina felt her knees grow weak and Gabriella wrapped an arm around her shoulders to keep her balanced, smiling softly at the doctor. "Thank god…oh thank god he's okay…" She whispered, covering her mouth with her hand and let a few tears slip down her already tear-stained cheeks. "C-Can I see him, please?"

"Yes, but you'll have to give us a bit more time. He's still in the ER and we're in the process of moving him to a room. He'll have to stay overnight for observation, but if all looks good in the morning, he can be released and sent home." Doctor Hamstein looked at the clock, wondering how long it would take to move Jon to his own room. "I will come get you as soon as he's in his own room, Miss Shaw."

"Thank you, Doctor. We really appreciate it." Gabriella knew Jecina was having a hard time speaking at the moment and smiled at him gently. "If you don't mind, there's some other friends coming up to see him…"

"Just…be quiet and he can have some visitors, if he's up for it. But he really does need to rest."

"Nobody is going to see him." Jecina didn't care if that sounded cold or not; her main focus and concern was Jon's wellbeing. "I'm sorry, Gabi, I appreciate you and Baron coming up here, but…Jon doesn't need visitors right now. He needs as much rest as possible."

Gabriella completely understood that, not taking it to heart and watched Doctor Hamstein leave to go tend to Jon and his other patients. "At least he's okay. That's the most important thing. Do you want me to call Lili and tell her not to come?"

"I'll text her and Stephanie to let them know what's going on."

"I'll let AJ know too." Baron had overheard everything from the doctor and didn't blame Jecina for not allowing anyone in to see him right now. "I know he was plannin' on comin' up here to check on you and Jon."

"Thank you, Baron. Thank you both for being here." Jecina felt wave after wave of relief wash over her, though she wished she could be beside Jon at the moment.

Lilianna had texted back not even a minute later, saying she understood and to call if Jecina needed anything. Same with AJ to Baron. Gabriella and Baron took off while Jecina stepped outside, letting the cool night air wash over her while she made the call to Stephanie.

"Please tell me he's okay." Were the first word's out of Stephanie's mouth.

"Yeah, he's just bruised and cut up a little with a concussion. The doctor is demanding him to take a few weeks off to heal, Stephanie." Jecina chewed her bottom lip, not knowing what to do about this situation because her job needed her. The company needed their caterer, but Jon was injured and she wanted to be there for him. "Steph…"

"Jecina, I know you want to go home with him and that's fine, but…you can't be gone the entire time he is. You understand, don't you? If you want to go home for the rest of the week and come back next Monday, I don't have a problem with that. You can use up more of your vacation time."

Stephanie really hated being the boss sometimes because of situations like this. If Jon was in dire straights and absolutely needed her home for the duration of his recovery, Stephanie wouldn't have fought so hard. However, it was just a concussion with some bruising and cuts, so he would survive and be fine without Jecina after the first week.

"Okay." What choice did Jecina have? This was her job and she loved it, not wanting to lose it because there was a chance she wouldn't be with Jon after the draft. "I'll be there next Monday."

"Good, tell Jon he has off until Extreme Rules. That'll give him plenty of time to heal up and prepare for the Asylum match." Stephanie requested, jotting down some notes and cleared her throat. "By the way, Ambrose has been suspended without pay for a week and fined $50,000. I know you probably don't think that's a severe enough punishment, but…my hands are tied right now, Jecina. You understand, right?"

No, she really didn't because, if she was the boss and an employee pulled the stunt Dean had on another employee, he would've been fired on the spot. However, this was WWE and there were gray areas when it came to breaking script and hurting others. If every single person that got injured, or injured someone, was fired, there would be no roster or WWE, honestly.

"I'll let Jon know. Thank you, Stephanie."

An hour later, Doctor Hamstein came to retrieve Jecina and guided her to Jon's private hospital room. Each step she took was a flashback of the night she had to do this when Jon had been sent to the hospital because of Dean. That beating had been way worse than the one Dean gave him in the ring earlier that night. Jon needed MONTHS to recover from that beating whereas he only needed a few weeks from this one. Jecina already knew it would be horrible between the two brothers once they were in that Asylum match and immediately pushed it out of her mind. She didn't want to think about that right now and stopped just outside his door. Taking a deep, shaky breath, Jecina pushed open the door and instantaneously, tears began streaming down her face all over again.

Jon was currently asleep in bed, a white bandage wrapped around his head, an IV in his hand for fluids and any kind of blood they had to draw. He had breathing tubes up his nose, though that was for more precaution than anything. Honestly, he didn't look too bad, but she couldn't begin to imagine what his back looked like. Quietly, she walked over and sat down in the chair by the bed, taking his hand that didn't have the IV in it. He didn't flinch or move, just laid there with his chest rising and falling steadily. Doctor Hamstein told her he probably wouldn't wake up for several more hours, since they had to keep him up the first 3 hours, to make sure the concussion didn't send him into a coma. Then, they gave him a very mild sedative to calm him down since he wasn't that good of a patient and it would wear off in a few hours.

"Oh, Jon…" She whispered, stroking his hand and wished this never would've happened. Standing up from her chair, Jecina leaned forward to very lightly brush her lips against his forehead and then his lips, sniffling softly. "I'm so glad you're okay…you really scared me, you jerk." Sighing heavily, Jecina closed her eyes to send more prayers up to the heavens, silently thanking whoever was watching over him for sparing this man's life. "I love you so much, Moxley. I don't know what I'm gonna do without you if we wind up on separate shows. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me, far more than I could've imagined. Damn it…"

For the next couple hours, Jecina sat back in that chair and cried, sobbing softly and had no idea what the future held for her and Jon.