Year Two Week Thirty-Three // Walk away before it's too late...

*Monday Night RAW, No POV, before the show*

"This Friday, save the date for the 'We're actually having a real wedding' Party, And Saturday November 5th in Madison, Wisconsin, save that date too!" Heather shouted to everyone.  After many, many, Many men, she finally found Mr. Perfect, and she wanted everyone to know. Currently she was passing out invites to the wedding.

"A Little louder, Heather. People over in Vietnam didn't hear you," John Cena mocked, rolling his eyes.

"Shut up, baby daddy," Heather rolled her eyes.


"Correction, i'll be baby daddy in about seven months, until then, just John," He said, taking a drink of water.

"And i'll be Auntie Jenny!!!" Jenny smiled running up. "Yeah, your kids are calling me Auntie Jenny."

"Well, you're my sister, so technically you will be his or her aunt, what else would it call you?" John asked.

"It's not an it," Jenny huffed.

"Well it's not a boy or girl either...yet," John said, with a slight smile thinking about his and Nikie's future child. Heather completely ignored the two and continued passing out invites.

"This friday in Chicago i'm having an-" She said, but paused when she saw who she was about to invite. "Oh..never mind."

"Oh never mind," Jamila mocked and rolled her eyes. "It's not like i would of came anyway.

"How can you come without an invite?" Heather smirked.

"You know what?" Jamila said, snatching an invitation and crumbling it. "Takes this little invitation to your stupid little wedding and SHOVE IT UP YOUR ASS!" Jamila yelled, throwing it in Heather's face and walking away but was stopped quickly by Alex Riley.

"Did you just tell Heather she could shove her WEDDING invitation up her ass?" He asked.

"Yeah, got a problem with that, dead beat?" Jamila asked, referring to his abuse charges Heather charged against him.

"She's getting married?" Alex asked in shocked.

"She IS Married," Jamila said. "She got drunk and got hitched, but now shes having a 'Real' Wedding, whatever that means in Heather language," She rolled her eyes.

"When is she getting...'Really Married'?" He asked.

"The first saturday in November or something, i'm not too sure, not like i'm going or anything," Jamila shrugged and walked off.


Alex stood there, uneasy and started walking away but stopped when he saw his girlfriend, Kathryn Prince walk up. She was on Smackdown, not RAW, but she was in the building tonight to support Alex in a title match of his.

"You look like you just saw Snooki without any of that orange crap on her...in other terms it looks like you just saw a ghost," She commented, "What's wrong?"

"Did you know Heather's married?" Alex said.

"She is? Who'd marry THAT?" She asked.

"It was a Drunk Marriage," Alex said. "But next month...they're having a real wedding ceremony..."

"Wow, is he a drug addict or something?" Kathryn asked. "Seriously, what normal, Properly function human being would love...THAT?"


Alex just stood there, still in disbelief.

"God, it seems like everyone's getting married," Jenny said. "You and Nikie just got married last month, Heather's wedding is next month, and Kat and her Boyfriend just got engaged and-"

"Wait what?" A Voice behind asked, a familiar one.

"Oh shit," John said.

"Don't turn around," Heather warned, causing Jenny to turn around.

"Oh shit," She said.

"What did you just say?" Justin Gabriel asked her.

"I was taking about Nikie and John getting married, and uh, Heather and Her husband throwing an actual wedding," Jenny said, nervously.

"After all that," Justin said.

"What do you mean?" She asked nervously again. "I SAID NOTHING!"

"You said something," Justin said.

"No i didn't."

"Yes you did."

"NO, I didn't."

"YES, You Did."

"NO I DIDN'T!"

"YES YOU DID!"

"UGH I SAID KAT AND HER BOYFRIEND WERE GETTING MARRIED!!!" Jenny shouted out loud. "I HATE YOU SO MUCH YOU MAKE ME SO UNCOMFORTABLE!" She yelled before running off.

"Where the hell is Cody when you need him to get his girl to SHUT THE HELL UP," John shouted after.

"Where the hell is her older brother when you need him to get his sister to SHUT THE HELL UP," Heather shouted in John's ear.

"Kat's getting married? To That Hockey Player?!" Justin shouted.

"You didn't know?" Heather asked. "She sent everyone a picture about a month ago of her ring."

"Well i didn't get shit," Justin said. "That bitch..." He mumbled, then he started walking away.

"HOLD ON," John yelled, running after him and stopping him. "Last time Kat didn't tell you something right away, she ended up in the hospital."

"I DIDN'T HIT HER, PATRICK DID," Justin yelled.

"WELL HE WAS TRYING TO HIT YOU FOR MAKING KAT CRY," John yelled back.

"You know, she deserved to cry," Justin said.

"Look,there's a supershow next week, she was probably gonna tell you in person," John said.

"Oh, of course she was, of course she was..." Justin said.

"I know she was," John said.

"No she wasn't," Justin said. "She didn't tell me last time-"

"She probably was until you were oh-so nice to go break into her house and scare her into telling you," John said.

"My point is...the bitch leads me on and plays games with my heart after i'm NOTHING but nice and sweet to her!" Justin yelled, furiously.

"Are you listening to yourself?" John asked. "Are you hearing what you're saying about the girl you've loved for the past year?"

"What a waste of a fucking year," Justin said, walking off.




*Tuesday Afternoon, Kat's POV*

"Wake up, Kit-Kat, wake up..." I Heard Patrick say to me, smiling. "Wake up..."

"WAKE UP!!!" I Heard someone else shout in my ear. I Quickly woke up after that and saw Michelle was kneeling down my bedside. "God you've been sleeping forever."

"I've been feeling all nauseous and tired lately," I groaned waking up.

"Well we're heading to the gym to get in some cardio, hopefully it wakes you up before the show," Michelle said.

"I'll just grab an AMP from the gas station on the way to the arena later," I Said, rubbing my eyes. "Hand me my shoes?"

"Sure," She said, grabbing my shoes and tossing them over. "Since we're talking..."

"Yeah?" I Asked.

"Well, with us now being friends again," She began. "I Was thinking...if this is gonna work...changes are gonna have to be done."

"Changes as in?" I Yawned, putting on my shoes.

"Changes as in you need to dump your little group of girlfriends," She said.

"Whoa what?" I Asked, shocked.

"You know, that fake Jamaican, That Italian bitch, the one sucking John Cena's dick, The Blonde Country Bimbo and the Blonde Bimbo who can't say no to penis," She said.

"Why?" I Asked.

"Can't you see?" Michelle said. "I Only have you're best interest in mind, and they're using you!"

"You sure it's not the other way around?" I Asked.

"You using them?" Michelle asked confused.

"You using ME," I Said.

"What do you mean?" She asked.

"I Mean, i get drafted to Smackdown, you ask me to be your new roomie, the next thing you know, BAM," I Said. "We're doing a program and you're the champion."

"Oh Kat," Michelle said. "That's just a coincidence."

"Whatever," I Said. "Go on."

"Have you noticed they all became your friends AFTER Your success?" She said.

"Jenny and Jamila have," I Said. "Nikie, Heather and Kristen i've known BEFORE I joined WWE through Phil or my sister."

"Yeah, i know Heather and Nikie were friends with your sister, and you knew Kristen because of Phil, but honestly, they're using you," She said.

"HOW?" I Asked.

"Jenny and Jamila are a HUGE tag team over on RAW, when did that happen? After they became friends with you," I Said.

"Well.Heather and Nikie, what about them?" I Said.

"They were your sisters friends, but amazingly, after you joined, they were YOUR friends," She said.

"What?" I Began.

"Oh Kat," Michelle sighed.


Then, she dug into her laptop case and took out her Laptop and opened it up to youtube.

"What are you showing me?" I Asked.

"This," She said.


Then, she showed me a video of my first ever Wrestling Match in WWE.

"Pay close attention to this match, especially the ending," Michelle said. "This was your first time EVER wrestling, and look how good you were, wrestling like you've done it your whole life, and you also won the Women's championship that night, didn't you?"

"Yeah..." I Said.

"You rose to the top, FAST after that, VERY Fast," Michelle said. "And your friendship with those three rose fast after that too, didn't they?"

"Well...I Started hanging out more with Nikie and Heather yeah," I Said. "But Kristen...we've been tight for years now."

"You know she's married to Phil, right?" She said. "Phil is Phil. He's a genius at pretending. Kristen is using you, but she's covering up her tracks to make it look like she's on your side."


I Can't believe it, but i actually listened to Michelle,and some of it really made sense. I Wasn't too convinced about Kristen, but everyone else.....

"Kat, you are a good person," Michelle said. "And i don't want you to be making a mockery out of yourself, and well, they're making a mockery out of you."

"Let's just go to the gym," I Mumbled.

"Okay, but remember, I'm your best friend, like your big sister, i have your best interest in mind," Michelle said, putting on lotion.


Does she really have my best interest in mind? I Don't know, but now I'm irritated and i'm not in the mood to go workout and go practice for tonight, at all.




*Friday Night,Heather and Adam's engagement party, The Sharp Residents*

"And they say we're too old for a keg!" Sharpie said as he and Seabs were bringing in a keg full of beer.


"Talk for yourself," Seabs said. "I'm only 26, your going on 30 soon."

"Still got over two months of 29!" Sharpie yelled.


It's friday night and Sharpie insisted on giving Heather and Adam an engagement party to celebrate their soon to be 'real' marriage since him and Adam are good buds, but since him and Heather technically ARE Married, he threw them a 'We're actually having a real wedding' Party. He's pretty into this, i haven't even seen him get into his own wedding as much as he's getting into Adam's. I walked into the kitchen and saw Sarah in there, drinking and staring at a box of cigs on the table.


"Am i interrupting something?" I Asked, looking for some pretzels.

"Would i be a bad person if i started drinking and smoking both at the same time?" She asked.

"10 years ago we were at my brothers 16th birthday party and you were drunk, had a cig in one hand and kept asking people if they had a lighter," I Said. "If you could do it 10 years ago, you can do it now."

"Good point," Sarah said, putting her beer down.Then, she grabbed the cigs and reached into her pocket and grabbed a lighter.

"First, i don't wanna know why you have a lighter in your pocket, second, not in here! It's called a backyard!" I said. "God why are you even smoking anyway? You never do that unless your stressed out."

"I Am stressed out," She rolled her eyes.

"Of course you are," I Said, popping open a bag of salty pretzels.

"Look at him," Sarah said. She then opened this little flap a crack that showed into the living room and we saw Sharpie, doing a keg stand.

"I Didn't know people his age were allowed to do that still," I Said, stunned.

"He's not 30 yet!" Sarah snapped quickly. "But seriously, look at how much effort he's putting into Adam's wedding."

"What's wrong with that?" I Asked.

"He proposed 3 months ago and since then this," She said, pausing to point to her ring. "Means NOTHING."

"Don't worry, Kaner's like that too," I Rolled my eyes. "It's just because of the hockey season, once they get some type of break, they'll make that #1."

"Of course they will," Sarah rolled her eyes. "I barely know half the people in my own house!"

"Sharpie seems to know all of them," I Said, looking past the counter again and watching Sharpie socialize with all these Wrestlers from WWE, clearly Heather's side.

"Ugh, i need my smoke," Sarah said, storming out the house from the back way, with Shooter trailing after her.

"You go do that," I Shouted after her, digging my hand in my pretzel bag as Sharpie just walked into the kitchen.

"Selena!" He Smirked.


Carcillo, Hossa and Kaner are linemates, and they're coming up with new nicknames for each other. Hossa's Enrique, Carcillo's Luigi---Kaner pointed out a resemblence--- and Kaner was nicknamed Biebs, after Justin Bieber. Since he's 'Biebs', I get to be Selena, obviously.

"Your boyfriends singing Taylor Swift to the bride and groom."

"Of course he is," I rolled my eyes.

"Where's Sarah at?" He asked, looking in the fridge.

"Outside smoking," I Said.

"Ew why?" Sharpie asked. "I Hate when people smoke."

"Me too, but that didn't stop her from almost smoking right here," I rolled my eyes. "But she's stressed out."

"Why?" Sharpie asked.

"She's just outback, go ask her yourself," I Said.

"Alright," Sharpie said, before cuffing left hand around his mouth so he didn't inhale any second-hand smoke while he was out there. I grabbed my pretzels and headed into the living room to be with Patrick and everyone else.


*Backyard, No POV*

As Patrick Sharp walked outside, he began slightly shivering due to the cold Chicago Night, and it wasn't until Shooter started barking that Sarah noticed he was out there.

"Oh...Hi," Sarah said, taking a puff.


"Am i interrupting something?" Patrick asked.


"I think the question is, am I interrupting something," Sarah rolled her eyes.


"Okay, is it that time of the month for you or something?" Patrick asked her.


"Really?" She asked him.


"Well can you blame me for asking?" Sharpie asked. "Your all moody tonight, what's wrong?"


"You actually noticed i was moody? Wow, didn't know you would notice that while doing your little keg stand out there," She said. Sharpie just smirked.


"I Get it...your jealous I'm giving my attention to the guys tonight!" Sharpie said.


"Okay, first, I am NOT jealous," Sarah said. "Second, it's not just tonight your attention has been all on the guys, it's been ever since training camp, even though you missed it."


"Well you gotta understand it's the start of the season and i gotta get physically and mentally into the Blackhawks," Sharpie said.


"I Know that," Sarah said. "But that doesn't mean forget about your fiancee'..."


"I Haven't forgot about you, i come home to you every night, don't i?" He asked.


"When's the last time you actually thought about doing something for OUR wedding?" Sarah asked. "Not Adam's, OURs."


"Well, i thought we agreed we're not having it until next year," Sharpie said.


"Your point?" Sarah said.


"We have a whole year!" Sharpie said.


"Again i say, Your point?" She asked. "We have a whole year, yeah, but you can't just throw a wedding overnight."


"Unless you get drunk and go to Vegas," Sharpie laughed, but Sarah wasn't amused. "Look, i'm not saying it's not hard, i'm just saying it's not top priority." Shortly after saying that, Sharpie had a look of regret on his face.


"Oh, i'm sorry, i didn't know playing was bigger then your own wedding!" Sarah said.


"I Didn't mean it like that!" Sharpie said.


"If you didn't mean it like that, you wouldn't have said it, now would you?" She said, before starting to storm off.


"And if i didn't want to propose to you i wouldn't have, now would i!?" He shouted back. "God, i'm starting to regret that..." He mumbled under his breath, but when he saw Sarah stop dead in her tracks, he realized he said that a little too loudly. "You weren't supposed to hear that..."


"You better hope no one in their spill on the couch or leaves crumbs," She said. He sighed.


"And why's that?" He asked, knowing what she was about to say.


"Because that's where you're sleeping tonight!" She said, before putting out her cig and storming into the house as planned.


Sharpie just sighed. "I really need a filter..."





*Back inside,Kat's POV*

"You really should grow your hair out, Biebs," Carcillo said to Kane.

"I've grown it out before, not doing that again," Kaner rolled his eyes. "Besides,you shouldn't be talking, Luigi. You just shaved!"

"It'll grow back!" Carcillo argued. "But hey, if you won't grow the hair, dump Selena, and let her rebound with me," He smirked, staring me down.

"Go away and flirt with Nik's girlfriend," Kaner said.

"Alright, i love Swedes," Carcillo smiled, walking away as Patrick looked toward me.

"Feeling any better?" He asked, referring to me throwing up after lunch.

"Well, this is my second bag of pretzels and i haven't lost any of it yet, so i think that's good, right?" I Said.

"You really need to go see the doctor soon," Patrick said. "You have the Flu and your gonna need something other then Robitussin."

"It's working just fine!" I Said, he just gave me a look. "I'll see when i have the day off," I Rolled my eyes.

"Good," Patrick said. "Whoa, Sarah looks pissed," He said, looking across the room at Sarah. I Heard the door slam and saw Sharpie walk back in, looking equally pissed.

"Sharpie doesn't look too happy either," I Shrugged. "I Know Sarah was mad earlier, but wow, she looks even madder."

"Wanna go see what's wrong?" Kaner asked.

"Oh of co-"

"HEY, FREELOADERS," Adam shouted on his crutch.

"Freeloaders?" Sarah shouted back. "Dumbass, this is MY house, you're the freeloader!"

"Okay, true point," Adam said. "But anyway, i got something to say."

"Oh really?" Sharpie said sarcastically.

"I thought it was just normal to shout at everyone for their attention..." Kaner said sarcastically as well.

"Hey, you two, yeah, Shuddup," Adam said. "ANYWAY, i'm not much of a speech person, so i couldn't really write one, so instead, i'm just gonna say exactly what i'm thinking..."



He cleared his throat, then began talking.

"I've never been in love before, i was player, no doubt, and at first, i just wanted to nail Heather and move on, but, i eventually saw past her, and for the first time, i fell in love. In the short 2 months we've known each other, i felt like i've known you for a lifetime, and your my best friend. We've had our ups and downs in the past 2 months, but that's what love is, arguing about stupid things then making up. Whether we argued about me getting you drunk and getting hitched with you, me living with, me....well, we've basically argued about everything possible, we overcame it, because we love eachother. I Admit, i've let you take control in most of this and i probably should step up more, and i will. Bottom line, since Heather's walked into my life, i've learned then no matter what happens, love conquers all. I Love you, and i'm ready to spend the rest of my life with you," He said to Heather, before kissing her as everyone around clapped.

"Wow, i'm impressed, i never knew Adam could get so deep," I Said.

"And i didn't know he could be so touching," Kaner said, looking back and forth at Sarah and Sharpie.


I Joined him in looking back and forth at Sharpie and Sarah, and they were both still across the room from each other, looking at each other, but except unlike earlier, they weren't looking pissed off, at all.

"Good lord," Patrick began. "I Think Adam's speech touched the two."

"Wait...do you think Adam may have saved their relationship?" I asked.

"Possibly," Kaner said. "But, he certainly changed there moods."

"Wow," I Said. "The things love can do."

"Yeah, i think we know all about that," Patrick smiled taking my hand and pulling me close to kiss me.


At the time, i didn't know this, but there was a whole other twist to love that me and Patrick had yet to discover, but soon would......

A/N

Couple things......

1)Currently as i'm writing this- i'm yawning. Today's my little brothers 11th birthday. He was born at 6:56am CT, so today he woke me up at 6:50am -_- I tried to go back to sleep since i didn't go to bed until 2am, but i couldn't, so clearly i am tired. very tired. I Wanted to get this up since i was already late, SO i did not spell check this. So sorry for any problems.

2)EXPECT MORE UPDATES SOON!!!!

I have about, around 2 months or less until i write the final TEC chapter, and i have SO MUCH to write. So expect more updates soon, and the next chapter soon too. The next one will be the wedding chapter, and also, at the end of that chapter, i'm starting a NEW Storyline that will carry over to the Sequel of this story this spring, so i'm excited about that, bahaha.

Anyway, yeah. Comment please :) I love reading comments, bahahahaha.

Year Two Week Thirty-Two // The Beginning of something magical

*October 8th, 2011, Chicago, IL, Kat&Patrick's House, 4pm*

"You sure i can't get you anything?" Patrick asked me in bed, taking a sip of Gatorade.


"I'm sure, just let me get a nap before the game," I Whimpered under the sheets.


Where do i even began. Since Patrick's proposal to me, things have been hectic. I Think i'm coming down with the flu, because whenever i eat, i always throw it right back up in the morning, sometimes in the afternoon, but mostly morning. It sucks, and because of my schedule with WWE I haven't had time yet to make an appointment with my doctor. Tonight's the Blackhawks home opener, and Along with Sarah, Jamila, a couple other wifes and girlfriends of the Blackhawks and Heather, i'm attending the home opener against The Stars. I'm trying to get in a nap before i need to start getting ready. I HATE Getting sick. What sucks even more is that it wasn't until a couple weeks ago on that trip to D.C that i started getting fever's, nausea and constantly throwing up...




*Flashback- DC Trip*

"I Didn't know you got air sickness," Kristen laughed, reading one of those Teen Magazines with Big Time Rush on the cover as i came out of a bathroom on a jet to Washington.

"I Don't," I Rolled my eyes, sitting back down.


"Apparently you do, Miss Angel," Hunter said. "You've already thrown up three times on this trip..."

"Someone's observant," I Rolled my eyes.



I'm on a plane to do something WWE related in Washington, DC at the White House now. Why? I have no clue. Creative had nothing for Kristen this week, so i had her come with me for comical relief since out of the two bosses, My FAVORITE Boss, Hunter Helmsley attended the trip with me. Lovely. 

"Seriously,i haven't seen someone throw up this much since i last saw my 5-month old niece in Jersey a couple months ago," Kristen said as i rolled my eyes.


"Comparing me to a baby, nice," I Said.

"Well you act like one," Hunter mumbled, before picked up a newspaper and reading it. There was then snickers all over the jet from the camera guy, Kristen and Hunter after that.


"Bastards," I Said, adjusting my pants.

"I'm not a scientist or anything, but uh...i don't think those pants fit you," Kristen said.


"They fit!" I Said. "They just...they just...they aren't in the right...position."

"The right position?" Kristen asked, completely putting her magazine down.


"Yeah, the right position," I Said.

"Oh, well uh, what's the right position?" She asked. 


After she said that, i took a moment and thought about it, then i sighed and looked at her.

"Shut your filthy mouth, bitch," I Said, sighing and sitting down.

"Nice comeback," Hunter mumbled, still reading his newspaper.

"I Swear to god," I Said. "If you do-"

"Remember, i sign your paycheck at the end of the day," Hunter said.

"Funny because the last pay-check i got had Stephanies signature," I Said.

"Keep talking i'll make sure neither mine or Steph's signature is on anymore of your paychecks," He said.


"Then who would be pa-" I Began. "Oh..." I Said, bowing my head down. 

"Good job placing the pieces together, Einstein," Kristen rolled her eyes, picking up her magazine again.


"Alright, well, i can see the white house in view from here," Hunter said, looking out the window, then turning around to face me. "I Might as well explain exactly what we're doing here."


"Am i meeting Obama?" I Asked.


"Oh, hell no, Miss Angel, Hell no," Hunter began, as i rolled my eyes.


"Two hell no's in one sentence, says a lot, doesn't it Kat?" Kristen smirked, looking over at me.


"Don't you have a magazine or something to be reading?" I grumbled.


"I'm good," Kristen smiled as i rolled my eyes.


"See, this is what's going to happen..." Hunter began.

***

 "So, i am going to just walk around here on the white house lawn, holding a sign saying 'Victim of Conspiracy' with an arrow pointing down at me and saying i am going to Obama to get my rematch when really i'm not?" I Asked.

"Exactly!" Hunter said.

"I Swear to god the shit i do for this company..."  I Sighed.

"Come on,Strikey!" Kristen smirked at me.

"Shut up," I Sighed.

"Alright, let's start filming," The Camera man began.

"Alright, for now, just hold up the sign, and after a while or so, talk straight into the camera," Hunter said.

"Whatever," I Said rolling my eyes as they started rolling.

I had the sign up first and they zoomed in on it, but after they zoomed out to show me.

"Hello, WWE Universe," I Began. "Some of you may be asking yourself's why i am not here at Smackdown tonight to entertain you and actually give your money's worth, but the reason i'm not there is because i have bigger stuff to do. You see, I'm not at the arena tonight, I'm here, at the-"

"CUT!" I Heard someone say.

"What the hell do you mean cut!?" I Asked.

"Turn around," The camera guy sighed.

I turned around and saw Kristen behind me, snickering.

"Video Bomb. BOOM," She smirked as i sighed.

Hunter then walked over and just grabbed Kristen and started dragging her away.

"OW OW OW YOU'RE HURTING MY HAIR," Kristen squealed while being dragging.

"Go again, this time, NO Interuptions," He said, looking at Kristen for that last part, who just rolled her eyes. I Sighed and began again.

"Hello, WWE Universe. Some of you may be asking yourself's why i am not here at Smackdown tonight to entertain you and actually give your money's worth, but the reason i'm not there is because i have bigger stuff to do. You see,weeks ago, i was SCREWED out of my Undisputed Women's Championship simply because Teddy Long has a problem with me. That's why Referee Scott Armstrong screwed me over in my Championship match with Michelle McCool, and Teddy Long refuses to give me my rematch even though i CLEARLY Deserve one. So, i'm going to a power HIGHER then Teddy Long. I'm going to a power High then Triple H and Stephanie McMahon!" Then, i stopped and smirked. "I'm here, at The White House to talk to the President of the United States, Barack Obama," I Smirked again. "If Teddy won't give me my fair rematch, i'll make him..."


"Alright cut," The camera man yelled.


"Alright, next shot," Hunter said.


"I Feel like a movie star of some sort," I Said.


"Alright, lean up against the gate, and look pissed off," Hunter said.


"Oh i'm just not looking pissed off..." I Grumbled, leaning back on the gate with my sign down.


"Alright in the storyline you just got rejected from a meeting in the white house and now you're pissed off At Barack," Hunter said.


"I Know what i'm supposed to do," I Snapped quickly before rolling my eyes.




I Shot the little scene, blamed Barack Obama for being involved in this conspiracy against me, and then, i talked to a homeless person.

"Are you a Kasey Angel fan?" I Asked him. He was confused, but nodded. "Do you like President Obama?"


"Oh hell no," He said. "He's the reason i'm here and not in a house like most of america."

"You and i are on the same page then," I Said. "It's because of Obama that i am not The World Wrestling Entertainment Women's champion. Obama is everything wrong with this world. He is the mastermind behind this conspiracy against me."


"You sound crazier then me," The Homeless guy said. I Could hear Kristen laughing from a distance, i just rolled my eyes, but then i felt a weird feeling in my stomach and then i realized, i was about to throw up again.


"Sir, i wish you the best of luck in your future," I Said, quickly shaking his hand.


"We weren't even planning you to do that, but that's gonna be great!" Hunter smiled.


"Let's get back on the jet," I Said, speed-walking.


"Why the hurry?" Kristen asked.


"Let's just get on the damn JET!" I Yelled.


"Miss Angel, but we gotta-" Hunter Began.


"JET, NOW," I Snapped.


"Why the-"


"Oh for the love of god," I Said, as i started running away.




Before i knew it, i was throwing up on the white house lawn.

"Oh for the love of god," Hunter sighed.

"Throwing up on the white house lawn, that's new," The Camera Guy said.


"I Am so glad i came here," Kristen laughed.






*Present Day*

"I Still can't believe you threw up on the White House lawn," Patrick laughed as he lay in bed next to me.

"I Can't believe i'm even catching the flu," I Sighed.

"Well it's not like you got your flu shot or anything," He said.

"It's not my fault i have a fear of needles," I Said.

"Did you say your brother's covered in Tattoos though?" Pat asked.

"He's a rockstar in Britain, he basically has to have all these Tattoos to live up to the Stereotype," I Said, rolling my eyes.

"Oh yeah i forgot," He said. "Come on, it's almost 4:30 and pretty soon the limo's coming to pick me up for the red carpet, get up," He said, slapping my ass to get me up.

"Ugh you're a grown man, pick out your own suit," I groaned.

"Well you gotta get ready to," He said.

"Sarah's not picking me up until 5:30," I Said.

"You girls aren't going to the red carpet this year?" Patrick asked in the bathroom.

"No point in dealing with crazy fangirls this year, especially since this year we're engaged," I Said.

"Gotcha," He said. "But it's gonna be weird not seeing you at the carpet like last year."

"And not kissing me like last year?" I Asked.

"Exactly," He said as i giggled.

"Don't worry, i'll still be at the game cheering you on," I Said getting out of bed and heading over to my closet.

"I Know, i know..." He said, coming back into the bed room. "But still."

"Hey, if you score tonight during the game," I Said, before pausing to put on my #88 Jersey. "You can score on me after the game," I Smirked.

"Goal #1 is coming right up," He smirked delightedly as he got on his 'I Am P.Kane' suit, with a purple tie.

"Aw, you're wearing my favorite color," I Said, looking at the tie.

"It's for the whole Hockey Fights Cancer thing actually, but i knew you'd like it," He smiled.

"Well, i likey," I Smirked.

"Of course you did," He smirked putting on some cologne.

"Ugh, that's too much," I Said.

"At least it's not strong like yours," Patrick said, spraying it in my face then smirking.

"Okay really," I Said picking up my perfume and spraying it back at him.

"Quit it, i don't wanna smell like Bieber," He laughed.

"It's not Bieber's perfume, i ran out of the on the road, it's Taylor Swift's new one," I Said.

"Oh, well in that case spray it all over," He smiled. "I Love me some Taylor Swift."

"We know you do," I Laughed.




*13:59, Third Period, United Center*

4-2, Hawks are in the lead against the Stars. Me, Sarah, Jamila and Heather are up in the Box together, each of us wearing our guys' jersey. We're pretty focused on the game, while eating of course. I'm eating my second batch of Nachos, and everyone else is just drinking. I Haven't had a drink all night though.

"We're getting those two points," Jamila smiled.

"There's still about 12 minutes in the 3rd left, they could notch 2 goals," Sarah said.

"They can and they will," Heather smiled. I Was quiet because my mouth was stuffed with nachos.

"HOLY SHIT," Sarah said.


We all looked down, and one of the Stars was on the ground, in pain. The play was stopped and they were trying to see what's wrong.

"It looks like it's his ankle or something," I Said.

"Oh my god," Heather began. "I Don't see #16 on the bench."

"Relax," Sarah said. "I Know Adam, he's a tough son a bitch, it's not him, i just know it."

"He's on his back, you can't see his number," Jamila said.

"Shut up Jammy," Sarah said.

"They're helping him off the ice now," I Said.


Then, with some help from two other Dallas Stars', they player got up, limping, and it was revealed that Sadly, it was Adam.

"Well then..." Sarah said.

"Oh My god," Heather said, getting up and running off.

"Is she really running down to check on him?" Jamila asked. "There's only almost 12 minutes left in the game, she couldn't wait?"

"At least she didn't respond like Kat did when Kaner got injured against the Flames last December," Sarah said.

"Stop bringing that up please," I rolled my eyes, grabbing another nacho. 

"No thanks," Sarah said. "Oh, and don't choke on all that stuff you're eating, it'd be a shame of you die."

"Haha, very funny," I Once again rolled my eyes.

"But seriously, i have never seen someone scarf down as much Nachos as you," Jamila said.

"I Like Nachos, so what?" I Said.

"Whatever, there's a game going on, that's more important," Sarah said, turning her attention back to the ice as Bolly just won a faceoff.

***

"HAWKS WIN!!!" Us three girls yelled as we were running down to the locker room.

"Kaner's getting lucky tonight," I Mumbled silently.

"What the hell did you just say?" Sarah asked me.

"Nothing, nothing at all," I Said.

"Okay then..." Sarah said.

We waited outside the locker room for the media to get out and the boys to get dressed and ready, then the boys came out.

"Ladies," Sharpie smirked, walking over to Sarah.

"You guys did great! Jamila said as Corey walked over to her.

"I believe i'm scoring again tonight," Kaner winked at me, i smirked.

"Oh god," Sharpie sighed.

"You shouldn't be talking, isn't tomorrow the one year anniversary when you two became official?" Kaner said.

"Awah!" Jamila said.

"Don't be Awahing them," I Said. "Explain how you two met."

"Me and Soupy were at the mall picking out suits before the red carpet, we both weren't playing because of injuries and we ran into Kat and Sarah and it was love at first site for me and Her," Sharpie smiled.

"Next thing i know, the hawks and Kat and I are at his place for an after-party to celebrate a win against the Wings, me and him are in his hot tub making out and i'm spending the night," Sarah smiled, but quickly frowned. "God i am such a slut." We all laughed after that.

"Even me and Kat didn't have sex until the night before i asked her to move in and become my girlfriend," Kaner said.

"You guys are so classy," Corey said.

"And dirty," Jamila said. We all just rolled are eyes.

"How bout we round some of the guys up real quick and then head back to my place?" Sharpie said.

"Sure, but we should go check to see if Adam's fine first," I Said.

"Yeah, we probably should," Sarah agreed.

Then, we headed down the hall to the other locker room and we saw Adam up on a table with ice on his ankle.

"Whats the matter, Bur?" Sharpie asked.

"Fractured Ankle, something like that," He said. "I gotta wear a stupid boot and i won't be able to play until at least the game in November against the Caps."

"Sorry man," Sharpie said, patting him on the back.

"Actually, this is like a blessing in disguise," Heather said.

"How is me getting injured a blessing?" Adam asked.

"Cause we don't have to see you playing horribly," Kaner laughed.

"Very funny, little peak-a-boo," Bur said.

"What i mean is," Heather began. "Now, i have a date for the wedding!"

"You do?" Sarah asked. 

"Yeah! I Can take off of WWE and we can pick it for a day the Hawks and Stars both don't have games, and we can have it in Wisconsin so we'll be by your family," Heather smiled.

"Really?" Adam smiled.

"Yeah," Heather said. "How about November 5th?"

"That's good for the Hawks and the Stars," Corey said.

"And i think us three could take the day off with WWE," I Said.

"Great!" Heather said. "We have a wedding date!" 

Then, the two kissed as we all cheered. A Hawks win and a wedding. Boy, the future's gonna have  A LOT in store for us....

Authors Note-

Excited much about this chapter? Me personally, no. I had trouble with this tbh. Okay, so i've made it clear to most of you i'm posting the last chapter in this story sometime in December and i have everything mapped out for the rest of the story, i'm just having trouble spacing them out. So yeaaah. Feedback please. Should have a new one up sometime next week :) 

Year Two Week Thirty-One // If at first you don't succeed...

*September 17th, 3pm*

"She's so bipolar, i swear to god, one moment she want's us to be friend's since we're roomies and we have a storyline, then she absolutely hates my guts and thinks I'm the worst athlete to ever step foot in a wrestling ring," I Sighed.

"You're better then her AND one of the top stars, shouldn't you just complain to management and get her fired?" Sarah said as she was pulling into the mall.

"I Know i'm the best, but right now she's champion," I Said.

"Because the ref screwed you," She said.


The Wedding has come and gone, just like Summer. For me, nothing big has been going on with WWE. I'm still doing my storyline with Michelle, and she's still constantly making me want to strangle her until her eyes pop out of her head. Night Of Champions was this past weekend in Buffalo. I Visited Erica and spent the day with her---Like i said, me and her have become GREAT Friends since i met her---And then for the Pay-Per View, i 'Lost' to Michelle. I Had my foot on the bottom rope for the 2count, but the ref didn't see it. Since then, i've been doing my "There's a conspiracy against me" Gimmick about how WWE Doesn't want me to be Champion because i'm not a former Playgirl or human Barbie Doll. It's sadly somewhat like what Punk and Orton are doing with the world title, but i'm doing my best to make it more original....even though it really isn't.

The Blackhawks just got done with Training camp. Yesterday they addressed the media and did fitness testing. Today, they headed back to the U.C- except for Sharpie. Sadly, he and the boys were at a golf tourny the other day and he didn't feel too good and when he went to go get checked out, he found out he needed his appendix removed. Sarah went through how i felt when Patrick needed surgery on his wrist- worried as fuck, but he's doing better now, but still not fully recovered.   Pre-season starts on Wednesday. Both me and Patrick are back into Working mode basically. There's about a week or two left until Regular Season.


Back when Sharpie scored the winning OT goal in Game four against the Bolts back in June to win us the cup, when we had the Parade, after that, Patrick, Me, Sarah and Sharpie went to the Pier for the night to celebrate some more, and we talked about going on a boat for the night before the season started as our final remembrance of the Summer of Stanley 2011, and tonight's that night. The Boat's called 'Spirit Of Chicago' and it's leaving at 7:30pm tonight and won't be back until 11pm. Sad for Sharpie, he can't eat certain foods since he just got his surgery less then a week ago, and he probably can't eat too much of the Buffet, depending on what they serve. To get on the boat, however, there's a dress code, and we have to dress formal, and be honest- do us four really seem like we could possibly own formal clothing? Okay, Sharpie has a couple formal clothing, but Sarah, Kaner and I? We're heading to the mall to pick up some dresses and I'm picking up something from Patrick since he's at home napping from the long, hard day, especially since he's not 100% with his splint still on and today was one of his first times on the ice since the surgery.

"Michelle is just so annoying," I Said, as we were walking into the mall. "I Really want this storyline to end, i just can't work with her."


"Just do what i do when i'm surrounded by bitches," Sarah said, sniffing out some perfume, before making a disgusted face and putting it back. "Grow a pair and deal with it."

"If i'm getting money in my wallet by the end of the day, i will, but they're not paying me enough to deal with her bullshit," I Said. "Look at this," I Said, lifting up my shirt slightly.

"That's not public appropriate," Sarah said. "But DAMN that's a huge scar."

"The Night before the tapings, it was like midnight and we just got to the hotel and i was watching the 90s are all that block since it was on in bed," I Said. "Apparently i had it up too loud and instead of asking me to turn it down like a normal person, she grabs the lamp next to her and throws it at me."

"You for real?" Sarah asked as we stepped on an escalator.

"I Wish i was kidding," I Rolled my eyes.

"Seriously, man up and just go switch roommates! What about the Kathryn girl?" Sarah asked.

"EW, just....EW!" I Said, shivering by the last ew. "You know EXACTLY how i feel about her yet your expecting me to room with her?"

"SUGGESTIONS," Sarah said. "Gosh. But seriously, you and Michelle have a super un-healthy friendship."

"I Don't think you can even call it a friendship anymore," I Rolled my eyes, as we started walking again. "She's really making it easy for me to not feel bad about being heel and hurting her."

"Hurting her? I Thought she just selled it?" Sarah asked.

"Sometimes she is," I Rolled my eyes, and flipping my hair.

"Whoa," Sarah said. "When did you dye your hair?"

"It's been dyed since i got in the car with you, dumbass," I rolled my eyes.


Because of my new "Avenged Angel" Like gimmick i'm pursuing, i'm somewhat changing my look too, and i decided to dye my hair dark black, and next week, i'm planning on having Jewel--Shannon Moore's wife and the head of design in WWE--- design me a new attire in all black, and i'm gonna start wearing dark eyeliner as well. I'm taking a pretty big turn, to say the least.

"I Know that, but like, when?" She asked.

"Oh i got it on the road with 'Chelly," I Smiled, referring to Michelle. Sarah stopped dead in her tracks and raised an eyebrow at me.

"And this was after she threw a lamp at you?" She asked.

"She felt sorry," I Shrugged.

"You have absolutely no back-bone with her," Sarah said. "One minute you can't stand her, the next you're best friends."

"Let's just stop talking about her."

"I Never even wanted to start talking about her, so i'm cool with that," Sarah said.


We then walked into one of the clothing stores where they sell dresses at. We started looking around at dresses, and it wasn't too long before Sarah found a black dress, but she didn't want it. I, however, did. I Was gonna go try it on, but then she found a beautiful dress that was just her size and went to try it on before me real quick. She came out and it was a PERFECT Fit.

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A Couple minutes later, I Went to go try on that black dress, but it didn't fit.

"That's weird," Sarah said as i walked out of the dressing room with the dress.

"What's weird?" I Asked, putting the dress back on the rack.

"That's the same size as the dress i'm getting," She said.

"Your point?" I Asked, starting to look at other dresses.

"You and i have been the same size literally since we met," Sarah said. "And that doesn't fit you."

"I've been eating slightly more then usual," I Shrugged.

"You went up a whole size," Sarah said. "You've been eating WAY More then usual."

"Whatever," I Rolled my eyes, before seeing this BEAUTIFUL Red dress that was one size bigger. I Grabbed it and went to go try it on- Perfect fit.

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We paid for the dresses, then headed across the mall to a men's clothing store so i could get something for Patrick.

"He's not a suit kind of person, so i think i'll just get him a white collar t-shirt with some-" I Began, but stopped after "Moves Like Jagger", My ringtone started playing. I Rolled my eyes, but stopped when i saw the caller ID. "ARGH."

"Who is it?" Sarah asked.

"Stephanie McMahon," I Rolled my eyes.

"What did you do this time, eh?" Sarah smirked.

"Ugh, shut up, i'll put it on speaker," I Said as i answered, only to realize it was a pre-recorded message, so i can't really say anything but just listen.

"Hello, Kat. This is Stephanie McMahon, WWE's CEO in charge of  Creative Development and Operations."


"Like you forgot who she was overnight," Sarah rolled her eyes, as did i.

"As you know, right now you're involved in a huge storyline, basically the only one in the Women's division right now, it's big," Stephanie said. "Because it's so big, we're expanding it outside of the WWE Ring. Monday after noon in Chicago, a private jet will be sent to pick you up and take you to Washington D.C. Tuesday afternoon, you will head to the white-house to further this storyline. Instructions on exactly what you'll be doing there will be given monday afternoon, but for now, just make sure you have nice formal clothes to wear, you will be at the White-House, you know. See you then!"


My jaw was just dropped after that.

"Out of everyone, every storyline, YOU'RE THE ONE THEY'RE CHOOSING TO SEND TO MEET THE PRESIDENT?"

"I'm gonna screw this up big time," I Sighed, going back to look at shirts.

"And i'm gonna sneak on that jet to see you screw this up," Sarah said. I Rolled my eyes.



I Picked out some pants and a shirt for Patrick and purchased them, then we left the store


"I Think we should hit up the food court before we go, i'm STARVING," I Said.

"Alright, but make sure you keep the Reciet for the dress," Sarah said.

"Why?" I Asked.

"Because you'll probably go up another size," Sarah said. I Just rolled my eyes as we walked into the food court and got some food.




*6:30pm*

"How long does it take a girl to get ready?" Patrick yelled at me from downstairs.


"Forever," I Shouted back at him, upstairs putting on some make-up.

"They're already here!" He shouted back at me.

"Make them wait!" I Shouted.

"They have the tickets for the boat, we keep them waiting they go without us," Patrick shouted.

"UGH, I'm coming, gosh," I Rolled my eyes, finishing up my make-up.


After that i started making my way downstairs and saw Patrick in Black dress pants, black dress shoes and the new White collared shirt i picked up for him today. He was just leaning up against the door, playing with his cell-phone or something, then he saw me walk down the stairs and stopped and just looked at me.

"You look beautiful," Patrick said. "I Feel like i just won the lottery," He said as i started blushing slightly.

"Come on, Sharpie's outside waiting," I Said.


Patrick opened up the front door for me and we went outside and got into Sharpie's car. Him and Sarah were up front so Kaner and i got the back.

About 20 minutes later, we arrived at the Navy Pier and got into a line for the boat we were going on. We actually had to wait another 30 minutes so we could get on the boat. When we do though, we were told we would be on the lower deck so we had to go downstairs to get there.

"So, ladies," Sharpie said. "Whatcha think eh?"


"I Love it," I Smiled, looking around.

"I'd love it even more if i saw some food around here," Sarah said. Sharpie chuckled.

"Once the boat docks off, there's gonna be a buffet right over there," Sharpie said, pointing to the open space. "And right here," He said, leading us over to a table for four near one of the windows. "Is where we will enjoy our night down here."

"Of course, we can go to the upper deck if we choose, but we'll definitely head up their for fireworks," Kaner said as we sat down.

"You boys really went all out,"Sarah said.

"We're MEN, not boys," Sharpie said.

"You still act like boys," I Said.

"If we're old enough to have girlfriends, we're men," Kaner said.

"My niece is in Pre-K and already has a boyfriend," Sarah said.

"Your niece gets more action then you, doesn't she?" Kaner smirked as Sarah rolled her eyes.

"I Bet the boy doesn't have balls like we do," Sharpie said.

"Are we really fighting whether you men or boys?" I Asked, sighing.

"No, we're just having a disagreement, and you girls have a very invalid argument," Kaner said.

"It's called BOYFRIENDS, not MENFRIENDS," I Said.

"Well, Kaner's you're Boyfriend, i'm her Fiancee', so....yeah," Sharpie smirked as Kaner sighed, then rolled his eyes.


Then, some guys who work on the boat came out and talked for a while, then the boat took off. The buffet was gonna open soon, but not yet, but the bar is open.

"What do you girls want?" Patrick asked.

"Champagne, it's classy," Sarah smiled.

"Unlike you," I mumbled. "Same with me."

"Coming right up," Sharpie smiled as he and Kaner got up and walked across the room to the bar.

"What if the boat crashes and sinks?" I Asked Sarah.

"Like Titanic?"

"Yeah. I hate water, i'll drown to death...Oh My god i need to get OFF, Now," I Said, about to run away until Sarah grabbed my arm.

"I've seen Kaner swim, the ship drowns he'll save your life while leaving me and Patrick fighting for our lives, trust me..." Sarah said.

"Here you lovely ladies go," Kaner said with two glasses of Champagne in his hand as he handed them to me and Sarah. Sharpie had two in his hand for him and Kaner.

"Why thank you," I Smiled while taking a sip.

"Anything for you," Patrick smiled back at me, before taking a sip himself.

"OOH, the buffet's finally open," Sarah said.

"OH THANK YOU JESUS," I Said, quickly running toward the buffet to get some food.

"Someone's hungry..." Sharpie commented as i ran over.

"She's been eating a lot all day," Sarah said.

"I Know she has a thing for food, but i've never seen her eat this much..." Patrick said, as i was walking back with a piece of Garlic Bread, mashed potatoes, a small side of salad and two ribs.

"Like i said, someone's hungry..." Sharpie commented again.

"Whatever," I Said, with a mouth full of food.

"That is a lot of food..." Kaner said.

"I'm not sharing," I Said, after i swallowed.

"I Learned that the hard way," Sarah mumbled right before rolling her eyes.


Then, the other three went to go get food, and when they came back, we started eating and talking.

"So, have you two been thinking about your wedding yet?" I Asked Sarah and Sharpie.

"As of right now, we should be married by this time next year," Sarah smiled.

"July, August or VERY earlier September wedding for sure, maybe depending on how early our season ends next year, could be a spring wedding," Sharpie said.

"No official date though, but i wanna head back to the Bahamas since that's where you proposed," Sarah smiled at him.

"You two gonna buy all the guests plane tickets there?" Patrick asked them. "Plane tickets to the Bahamas AREN'T Cheap, and usually theres at least 200 people at a wedding."

"You know maybe we could have it somewhere in Chicago or Thunder Bay," Sarah said after having the thought of being responsible for getting 200 people out of two separate countries for a day or two.

"What about a wedding dress?" I Asked with a mouth full of ribs.

"Mouth closed, please," Sarah said, handing me a napkin, "And like i said, the wedding is almost a year away, but i want Vera Wang."

"Beautiful," I Said, wiping off the sauce on my face. "You still eating that?" I Asked, pointing to some garlic bread on Sarah's plate.

"Actually i-" Sarah began.

"Good," I Said, snatching it away.

"Actually, i was gonna eat that," Sarah said, annoyed. "BUT NO, go ahead, Kat, whatever feel like..."

"Exactly," I Said, stuffing my mouth with the garlic bread.


We continued eating, then they started playing some music. At first, i didn't care for it, but then they started a conga line.

"OOOH Conga line!" I Smiled. "Come on," I Said, grabbing Patrick's hand and running over there.

"Someone's excited," Patrick smirked after he and i got in the conga line.


Eventually, Sarah and Sharpie joined our conga line, but then they slowed things down and played 'Today was a fairytale' by Taylor Swift. Patrick and i broke apart from everyone else and just slow danced together to that song.

"Did i ever tell you how much i loved Taylor Swift?" Patrick whispered. "Makes sense i slow dance with you to one of her songs."

"You said that same thing back in June when we were dancing to BSB," I Giggled.

"Mad love for BSB," Patrick said. "But Taylor...she knows how to capture a heart."

"Totally," I Smiled.


We danced to a couple more songs, then it was 10pm, and in 30 minutes, fireworks would be going off across the Navy Pier, so we went up to the top upper deck of the boat and there was a table with four seats. We grabbed them and put them at the front and sat there and continued talking as more people came up.

"Is it me, or do i just not feel like sitting anymore," Patrick said.

"Just you," Sharpie said, as Kaner elbowed him in the gut. "Yeah i'm feeling in the mood to stand all of a sudden."

"Same," Sarah said.

"Eh, whatever," I Said. We all pushed our chairs to the side and stood up.


Pretty soon, the fireworks began. Sharpie's arms were around Sarah, Kaner's around mine, but soon, i felt them get off of me, but whatever. I just continued watching fireworks.


Then, i saw a firework go off in the shape of a heart, with the initials K.D right next to it. I Just smiled. Then, there were more words. One word after another, until eventually it said, 'Will You Marry Me?'. Everyone watching on the boat let out a bunch of "Awe's" and "Ooohs" after that and tried to figure out who was proposing to who.

"Aww," I Smiled, still watching the fireworks. "Someone asked a girl with the initials K.D to marry him via fireworks...like Danny did in Full House," I Giggled. "So cute."


I Waited a moment for Patrick to agree with me like he always does, but no response out of him. I Shrugged, then, i saw People were looking at me- well no, behind me to be exact. At first, i thought they were pervs, but then, i noticed Sharpie and Sarah were also looking behind me, and well...that would just be wrong of them to look back there, so i figured there was something interesting behind me, so i shrugged then turned around, and just gasped.


Behind me was Patrick, kneeling down on one knee, with a ring in his hand. I Was just frozen. Absolutely frozen.

"I Love you so much," Patrick said. "You're my best friend and the only person who actually knows what it's like to be me, you get me, and you actually like me for me, Patrick Timothy Kane, not Patrick Kane that womanizing guy on that hockey team. You've been there for me when the world shut me out, forgave me for all these childish mistakes i've made, About a year ago it was that rainy night in Chicago where i had you stay the night with me, and the very next day i asked you to be my girlfriend. In this past year, we've been through so much, and our love keeps getting stronger, and i want it to continue to keep getting stronger. Katrina Alexis Dawson, i love you with all my heart and i want to spend the rest of eternity with you. Will you marry me?"


I Was still frozen, but i could feel tears strolling down my face, as i grew a smile on my face.

"Yes," I Managed to choke up.


He quickly got up and slid the ring on my finger, wrapped his arms around my waist and we kissed. I Could hear everyone around us clapping and the sound of the fireworks still going off, but that didn't matter. All that mattered was that i was in Patrick's arms.

"I Can't believe we're engaged," I Smiled, as we broke apart from one kiss.

"I've tried to propose before, but everything kept getting in the way every time when i spent countless hours planning it," Patrick said. "So today, i just slipped the ring in my back pocket, talked to the firework guys and told no one else and just did it."


The fireworks were having their big finale and Me and Patrick watched that, then when they ended, we continued kissing.

"Picture!" Sarah said with her camera in hand. Sharpie had his camera phone in hand too, so i'm guessing he would take a picture to forward to me and Patrick so i could send it to my other friends.


Me and Patrick posed together, My back to his chest. He had his arms around my waist and was kissing my right cheek as i smiled and showed off my ring as they took a picture.

"I'll forward it to both of you," Sharpie said.


I Quickly took out my cellphone after i received the picture mail. I Sent it to my Twitter and Facebook page and sent it to all my contacts with the message 'First Step To Forever...'. The people who i sented it to included Phil and Kristen, Jammy, Heather, Adam, Nikie, John, Jenny, and i also sent it to Erica, i didn't have Donna's number but I'm sure Erica will show her. Quickly after that, my facebook and twitter blew up with mentions and i kept getting messages, but i ignored them.

The only person i didn't send it to was Justin. I Don't really care about everyone else like i care about Justin, and i'd rather tell him in person.


By now, it was time to board off the boat. They got it tied up at the dock, then let us all off and handed us each homemade cookies as we got off.

"Man...what a summer," Sharpie said.

"Who would of thought that by the start of the 2011-12 season that Chicago's Most Beautiful Man and Chicago's head Womanizer AND Two goal scorers of Stanley Cup winning games would end up starting the season engaged to the most beautiful girls in Chicago," Kaner said.

"I Sure didn't," I Smiled, taking a bite of my cookie.

"Seriously, best summer of my life," Sarah smiled, glancing down at her engagement ring.

"This feels like a dream," Sharpie said. "I Never thought i'd get to be so blessed growing up."

"Me neither, especially with how hard of a time i gave my Parents," Kaner said as we all began laughing.

"You realize that now that word's out me and Kat are both engaged to you to we have become the most wanted girls among puckbunnies, right?" Sarah said.

"Let them talk and hate and wish they were you girls," Sharpie said. "It doesn't matter at the end of the day."

"You're right," I Smiled. "It really doesn't matter what anyone thinks of us."

"Exactly," Kaner said, before kissing me.

"Come on, it's super cold, let's get back to the chevy and head home and cuddle," Sarah smirked, looking at Sharpie.

"I agree with her," I Said, looking back at Patrick.

"Alright," The boys said.


Then, Me and Sarah got on their backs and they took off full speed toward the Chevy. Sharpie unlocked all the doors and he and Sarah got up front while me and Kaner got in the back. After i got in and buckled along with Kaner, Sharpie started the car as i laid my head on Patrick Shoulder and cuddled up close to him.

"Today was a fairytale."

Year Two Week Thirty // Where do we go from here? / Part Three

"I Trust you with my tears, and my secrets never told, i trust you with my hopes and fears, and this hand i hold, i know you'll be true to me, whenever we're apart, in a world filled with un-certainty, i trust you........i trust you with my heart..."

We were at the reception and John and Nikie just made their first appearance as Mr. and Mrs. John Cena. The Speeches from the Best Man and Maid Of Honor were just made, and now John and Nikie were having their first dance to their song- I Trust You by Cassie Steele. It was beautiful- Besides the fact that Patrick was at my table, along Krissie and Punk, Heather and Her Plus one, which was Adam apparently, Jamila and her half brother Marc- John's other cousin, and the guy who did a rap in John's theme music in WWE- and Justin. Jenny and Cody sat at the table next to us along with the Bride and Groom themselfs. It was awkward sitting at a table with my ex, but i tried not to pay much attention to him, i just watched John and Nikie slow dance. It was so beautiful, as was the song. After it was over, dinner was served, and it wasn't long after that that the DJ Started spinning again, it was pretty fun. Then, Nikie was ready to throw her bouquet.


"No one else better catch this," Jenny gritted through her teeth as she got up.

"I have no intention on it, don't worry," I Rolled my eyes as i leaned back in my seat.

"Why not? Oh Yeah, that's right, Little Peek-A-Boo over there screwed you over," Adam said, laughing and pointing to Patrick. He rolled his eyes, as did i.

"I Personally think you should at least try and catch it," Justin said to me.

"Why? God knows i won't be getting married anytime sooner," I Said.

"Wasn't supposed to be that way..." Patrick mumbled. I Just looked at him, but quickly turned away.

"Well whoever catches it is gonna get married next," Kristen said. "I Caught it at my brothers wedding in mid 2009, and a little over a year later i walked down the aisle."

"Did you catch the Bouquet at your last wedding you attended, Heather?" Adam smirked.

"Oh, hahahaha, Very funny," Heather rolled her eyes, taking a sip of wine.


Then, a whole pile of lonely girls piled around Nikie as she threw her Bouquet.

"Jenny's gonna catch it, i just know it," I Said to myself.




I Was so wrong.


Nikie's aim was WAAAAY off when she threw it and it landed NOWHERE Near the girls surrounding her, and instead, it landed RIGHT Infront of me onto the table, then rolled off onto my lap into my hands.

"What the fucking hell?" Jamila asked. "How the FUCK Did you catch that when Nikie's all the way over there!?!"

"I Don't know," I Shrugged, just looking at the bouquet laying in my hands.

"KAT Caught it!?" Jenny yelled. "FUCK."

"John and Nikie are gonna be doing a LOT of that later tonight," Punk said.

"They already have been," Heather said. "Nikie's pregnant."

"Already? Damn," Punk said taking a sip of whatever he was drinking.

"So Kat," Kristen said. "When should we start planning your wedding?" She laughed.


Instantly, i smirked and looked over at Patrick to make sure i had his attention, A Moment later, he must have felt my eyes staring at me, because he looked right back at me.

"We'll start planning it right after i finally get together with Justin," I Smiled, and said a little louder to get Patrick's attention.

"I Need a drink," Patrick said, instantly getting up and heading to the bar area.

"We all know you do," I Yelled back at him as he left, only causing him to walk faster.

"Are you serious?" Kristen asked me.

"About Justin?" I Asked.

"Yeah, you're just gonna use him to make Patrick jealous?" She asked.

"Kinda looks that way," I Said.

"I Know you're a bitch, but seriously? You know how much Justin likes you and you're just gonna toy with his emotions?" She asked.

"Correction," I Said. "I Know how much he USED to like me. After that whole Home Opener incident, yeah, nope."

"You honestly have no idea what you're talking about," Kristen said.

"What?" I Asked.

"Nevermind, just, don't," Kristen said. I Looked at her for a moment, before shaking my head and walking away.


It was then time for John and Nikie to cut their cake. Continuously, Nikie told John she didn't like cake so he couldn't smash it in her face, and he kept telling her he wouldn't, but of course, he ended up smashing it in her face while they fed it to each other, only causing Nikie to do the same.

"This cake tastes like ass," Punk said, spitting it out onto his plate.


"In a napkin, please?" Jamila said.



Punk then took another bite of the cake, chewed, then, he leaned over across the table and spat it out onto Jamila's cake.

"My Bad," Punk said.


"I'm switching tables," Jamila rolled her eyes, getting up.

"You're so gross," Heather rolled her eyes at Punk.

"I Would have done the same thing if i was him, to be quite honest," Adam said.

"Of course you would, Bur," Patrick commented. He never did get a drink, he just walked over there, then back over here.

"You know that first-hand, don't you?" Adam smirked at him, as Patrick rolled his eyes.



Then, the DJ started playing Lovestory by Taylor Swift. I Just smirked, this was technically mine and Justin's song you could say. PERFECT time to show Patrick what he's missing.

"Justin, wanna go dance?"I Asked him, standing up.

"Um...Sure!" He smiled, getting up and taking my hand as we headed to the floor to go and dance.

"God Dammit," Patrick mumbled under his breath as he saw me and Justin dancing.

"What's wrong with you?" Punk asked him.

"What's wrong with me is that i came all the way here to try and win Kat back but she's just ignoring me," Patrick said.

"You're not trying to win Kat back, i've been watching," Punk said. "You're just sitting on your ass hoping she'll come and talk to you and work things out, you aren't doing shit," Punk said, before taking Kristen hand and walking over to the floor to dance with her as well. Patrick just sighed.

"You know, i really am sorry things didn't work out between you and blondie," Justin whispered to me as we were slow dancing to Lovestory.

"Eh, i am too," I Said. "But after that, i just couldn't."

"If i was dating a girl who did something like that, i would've dumped her in a heart beat, you did the right thing Angel," Justin said to me as we continued slow dancing.

"FINALLY!" Jenny yelled at her table.

"What?" Nikie asked her.

"Look!" She said, pointing to me and Justin. "FINALLY, they're together!"

"No their not," Nikie said. "I Was talking to Kristen earlier, Kat's just using Justin."

"I Don't care, they're dancing right now, and pretty soon, i'm positive they'll be doing much more the slow dancing," Jenny smirked.

"I Thought you liked Justin?" Nikie asked her.

"I Do," Jenny said.

"Well if you liked him like you say you do, wouldn't you want the love of his life to be with him because she WANTs to, not just to toy with his heart?" Nikie asked.

"For all you know, Kristen could have it ALL wrong," Jenny said. "I Want Kat and Justin together, badly, and right now, they're together. I Don't care if he's rebound, if she's cheating or what. They're together, so i'm good."

"Well i'm not," Nikie said, getting up out of her seat and walking over to the DJ. "Do you mind if i make a request?"

"Anything for the lovely bride," The DJ Smiled.

"What song are you playing after this?" She asked.

"The Cha-Cha Slide," The DJ Said.

"After that, can you play Common Denominator by Justin Bieber?" She asked.

"Of course," The DJ Smiled as the song was ending and he switched to The Cha-Cha Slide.


Almost everyone was out of their seats doing the Cha-Cha Slide, but mid-way through, Heather, Kristen and I headed back to our seats.

"Probably not the brightest idea to do that in a dress and high heels," Heather said.

"I Went to Criss-Cross and almost ended up doing the splits," Kristen said.

"I'll end up breaking my vagina if i even dare try to do the splits," I Said as the song was ending and people started making their way back to their seats.

"Alright," The DJ Said. "By request of the lovely bride, we're gonna start to slow things down in here..." Then, i just gasped.



Out of all songs, Common Denominator started playing. Mine and Patrick's song, and everyone knew it was our song. I Just looked at Nikie.

"How could you?" I Asked her, before standing up then just running out of the room and out of the whole hotel.  I Couldn't stand to be in here anymore.


I Ran outside as fast as i could wearing heels, then i just sat down on the pavement and started crying to myself. It was freezing outside, but i didn't care. I Just couldn't believe that after she KNEW what Patrick did to me she would even DARE to tell the DJ to play that song. I Couldn't believe it. It was freezing, but soon, i felt warmer, then noticed someone had placed a jacket on me, and then someone sat next to me.


It was Patrick.


We were just sitting there for a moment. I Tried to stop crying and catch my breath, and eventually i did.

"My dad grew up in Queens without a dad, and his life was hard, he had no guidance and he made life hell for my grandma, so when he grew up, he swore he'd never leave a child behind," I Said. "He met my mom in college and they eventually moved to Chicago and had my older brother and sister. Things were great for those four, then i came, and things weren't so great. I Had huge behavior issues since my family was so fucking dysfunctional. My parents were arguing every night and i was pretty much raised by my siblings. He would go out, then get drunk and come home and hit me, every night."

"Every night?" Patrick asked.

"Every single night, unless he got so mad at my mom he never came home," I Said. "No matter how hard i tried, i never was good enough for him, and when i dared to ask him why he did that, his response was that i was basically a spitting image of him, that's why. It only got worse as i grew older, especially after Savannah and Craig were off to College and my mom died from Cancer. Two years after that i graduated, and the next morning, he left me. He said he wouldn't leave a child behind, and even though i wasn't 18 yet, i was a high-school graduate, so i technically wasn't a child anymore, so he just used that as his excuse to run off. I Had no one, it was a hard time for me and it took YEARS for me to move past it, and it wasn't until i signed my WWE Contract i did. I Don't like talking about it unless i really have to, that's why i never talked about it with you."

"If i knew, i never would have even thought of going to the Bahamas to meet him," Patrick said.

"Just, tell me one thing," I Said, adjusting myself on the pavement so i was finally facing him. "Why did you go meet him?" Patrick sighed.

"I Can't tell you the exact reason, i really can't, but you got to trust me that i didn't go to unveil your past, i had a purpose that i just can't say," He said as i sighed.

"I Trust you, i guess," I Said.

"Look," Patrick said, taking my hands. "I NEVER Met for it to turn out like this whatsoever. When i met your dad, he said so many bad things about you, so i knocked him out."

"You knocked him out cold!?" I Asked.

"Yeah," Patrick said. "I Couldn't stand listening to what he was saying about you. But anyway, my life's been a wreck without you. I Literally have no self control, i'm all depressed, and i started drinking again.

"You're drinking again?" I Asked.

"I Didn't know what to do," Patrick said. "I Just really missed you, and i thought if i came up here and explained it all, maybe, just maybe you'd take me back. If you don't, i get it, but Kat, i Need you, more then you could ever know."

"In all honesty, i couldn't stop thinking about you at all these past two weeks," I Said.

"I Missed you, a lot," Patrick said.

"So did i," I Said.


Then, Patrick put his arms around me as i buried my face into his chest for a moment, then, we kissed.

"I'm sorry, for everything," Patrick said.

"I'm sorry for making you drink again," I Said.

"I'd be stupid to ask if we could just forget this whole thing, but...Can we just...you know..." Patrick said.

"Give us another shot?" I Asked.

"Yeah, that," Patrick said, as i just smiled.

"What do you think?" I Asked, before leaning in and kissing him again. After, Patrick just smiled, then stood up and grabbed his Jacket off of me and put it back on, then extending out his hand.

"Come on, let's go dance," He smiled, as he pulled me up onto my feet and put his arm around me and lead me back inside the hotel.


When we got back in the hotel, one of the songs was just ending, and another one just started- One Saturday Night Away by Cassie Steele and Michael Seater. Personally, i've loved this song ever since i heard it in Degrassi, and it was somewhat of a perfect song for me and Patrick to slow dance to because of the lyrics, because well, it really described our relationship somewhat. While we danced, Justin just looked on from his table, then sighed.

"I Was So close..." He said as he watched me and Patrick.

"Trust me," Kristen chimed in. "You really weren't..."


Me and Patrick were just slow dancing, when the song ended and "S & M" by Rihanna started playing.

"I'm sorry, but this song makes me horny," Patrick whispered.

"Me too...." I Said.


Then, before we knew it, by the time the chorus came, me and Patrick were running off until we found a supply closet, then we ran inside, locked the door, and made love to Rihanna.  Who doesn't love weddings,eh?

Year Two Week Thirty // Where do we go from here? / Part Two

*The Next Morning, 7 HOURS BEFORE THE WEDDING, Kat's POV*

"Alright, so keep those in and you'll have your hair slightly curly," Jenny said to Nikie as she just put these pink curlers in Nikie's hair.

"Damnit Jenny," Jamila said walking into the room in her Light Blue bridesmaid dress. "Why the hell aren't any of your brother's answering? We gotta find out when to head down to the church, and the hotel for the reception to check on things."

"My wedding planners already at the hotel making sure tables are set up, and as for the wedding, it's on a church, so we don't need to arrange stuff," Nikie said.

"OH MY GOD NIKIE," Heather said, walking down stairs as fast as she could- she was in heels and her light blue dress. "Your wedding dress is so BEAUTIFUL!!!"

"Randy's not answering either!" Jamila yelled. "THE GROOM, THE BEST MAN OR THE GROOMS MEN ARE ANSWERING, lovely."

"I'm sure everything's fine," I Said, in the living room as Jenny was french-braiding my hair, she's handy at these kind of things.

"What if they aren't?" Nikie asked. "What if there's a reason none of the guys are answering!?"

"Calm your tits," Jamila said. "I'm POSITIVE Everything is-"


She was cut off by John opening the door and rushing in, with a not so happy look on his face. He walked straight past Nikie and into the kitchen.


"Whoa, we aren't supposed to see each other until 3!" Nikie yelled. "And we've been trying to reach you all morning!"

"Oh yeah?" John asked, opening the fridge and grabbing a Coolers Light. "Well you clearly weren't trying to last night! Why? Oh yeah, that's right because last night it was my little brother talking to me and not you!

"What?" Nikie asked, confused.

"Nikie, WHAT THE HELL KIND OF A FAMILY IS THIS SUPPOSED TO BE WHEN THE ONLY WAY WE GET INFORMATION IS BETWEEN EVERYONE ELSE EXCEPT YOU TO ME!?" John yelled. Nikie quickly had a look on her face.

"Wait...Did Dan tell you i was Pregnant!?" She asked.

"YOU'RE PREGNANT!?" Heather, Jamila and I Yelled at her the same time in shock.

"You Told Dan AFTER I TOLD YOU NOT TO!?" Nikie yelled at Jenny.

"Don't bring my little brother and sister into this!" John yelled back. "This is about You and me! How could you not tell me you're pregnant!?"

"We need to talk," Nikie said firmly. "But we are NOT doing it here."

"We need to talk alright," John said. "RIGHT NOW."

"NOT HERE," Nikie raised her voice.


Then, in Pajama pants and an old Jon Bon Jovi 1988 concert t-shirt and Pink curlers in her hair, Nikie just stormed out of the room and out the door. John sighed, then followered her out the door, leaving the Groomsmen, the Best man, Me and the rest of the Bridesmaids, and the Maid of honor left alone in John and Nikie's house, wondering what the hell was going on, where the bride and the groom went, and if there will even be a wedding in 7 hours.




*Noon, Local Church, 3 HOURS BEFORE THE WEDDING*



"Why am i wearing a suit." Punk huffed as we were walking inside the church John and Nikie are SUPPOSED to get married in, but we still haven't seen them since they left at 8am.

"Because it's a wedding, that's why," Kristen sighed, trying to fix her Sparkly red dress- the wedding colors were Red and Light Blue, so the guests were asked to wear one of the two.


Again, it was noon, and the wedding is in 3 HOURS. All the guests are arriving- family, friends, etc, yet STILL No Groom or Bride. I'm starting to question if this wedding is going to happen, but i'm one of the bridesmaids, so i'm staying here until three, and lucky for me, i rode here with Kristen and Punk and got to listen to Punk whine about having to wear a suit. Joy.


"Do you see this?" Punk asked, pointing to his tie. "Do you not know how Dangerous these are!? Someone could grab this and CHOKE ME OUT!"

"If you don't shut up about wearing a suit i will grab that tie and Choke you out myself," Kristen said to him, annoyed.

"You know wearing a suit isn't too bad," Punk said, walking away.

"So, since the big scary guy is gone," Kristen said. "How you holding up?"

"About Patrick?" I Asked. "Ugh," I Rolled my eyes.

"I'm gonna guess you're not holding up too well?" She asked.

"He brought up a part of my life that took forever for me to move past, i wanna absolutely hate his guts for that," I Said, before sighing. "But i just can't, but i do know i don't wanna be with him," I Said. "But....every where i look, it's like i see his face. Like that guy!" I Said, pointing to a guy who looked like Patrick. "For me, he looks EXACTLY like Pat!" Kristen then bit her lip, then sighed.

"Um...Kiddo..." She began. "I Really hate to tell you this..but uh...That IS Patrick."

"Wait WHAT!?" I Asked, before looking at him again. "Good lord...That IS Patrick!!!"

"What the hell is he doing here!?" Kristen asked.

"I Don't know, but he won't be here for long," I Said, walking over to the usher. "Excuse me, but that blonde guy over there isn't supposed to be here."

"Alright, let me grab the guest book and check things out," The usher said as he walked over to Patrick. I Smirked. "See Kristen, soon, this will be fixed," I Smiled.

"How soon exactly?" She asked.

"Right about now," I Smiled, dazing off.

"Doesn't look that way," Kristen said. "You know, considering Patrick's still there, and the usher is walking back here."

"What," I Immediately said as the usher walked back.

"Sorry, miss, i checked, his names on the guest list," He said, handing me the guest book.



I Looked through it and to my surprise- Patrick's name WAS on the guest list. I Sighed as Alanna Orton, Randy Orton's---The Best Man---  3 year old daughter waddled over to me.

"Hi sweetie," I Smiled as i saw her and bent down on my knees.


"Mister Patrick told me to give you these," She said, handing me a couple of flowers. I Looked and Saw Patrick somewhat looking on. I Sighed, then handed them back to Alanna.

"Sweetie, go and give these back to Patrick, tell them he can shove these right up his ass then kick him in between his legs," I Smiled.

"Okay!" She smiled back, running to Patrick as i stood up and watched on.

"Sweetheart, you were supposed to give Kat the flowers," Patrick said.

"Kat told me to tell you to shove these right up your ass!" Alanna said before kicking him right in his nuts as hard as a three-year old could. All the people in the room- including me- laughed as Patrick went DOWN.

"I'll hear shit from Randy about it this Tuesday, but whatever," I shrugged.

"That's a nice thing to do to your boyfriend," Justin said, walking up behind me in his suit. He shaved and had his hair slicked back, and he looked rather dashing.

"Who said he was still my boyfriend?" I Smirked. His eyes lit up.

"You two broke up!?"  Justin asked.

"He was being an Asshole, so i dumped him," I Shrugged. Justin was smiling, and somewhat shaking. "Um...are you okay?" I Asked.

"Oh, uh, what?" Justin asked as he stopped shaking. "Oh yeah, i'm fine," He smiled. "Um, i'll be right back," He said, rushing off. I Just shrugged, as i saw Patrick limp up to me, not looking to happy.

"Do you want a juicebox and a blanket for naptime? You know, since you're acting like a little kid," He said to me.

"Me? A Little kid?" I Asked, shocked. "I'm shocked you would accuse me of acting so immature! I'm 22 years old and i happen to be VERY-"

"Kat!" Jamila said, walking up. "Since there probably won't be a wedding, Cody and i are gonna head outside and suck the Helium out of balloons to sound like Chipmunks, wanna join us!?"

"Oh Hell yeah!!!" I Smiled as i ran outside of the church with her to go suck out helium. Patrick turned around and watched us, then sighed.

"And you say you aren't acting like a little-" Patrick began, but stopped when he turned around and Saw Justin's 6'2 self standing infront of him, looking down at him. "Um...can i help you?" Patrick asked, a little weirded out.


Justin just stared at Patrick for a moment, then walked away, laughing, leaving Patrick confused.




*15 minutes Later, Nikie's POV*

The wedding is in less then 3 hours, and me and John are no where close to the church. Instead, we're at this local Boating dock just walking around and we've been talking for HOURS now, yet we're getting no where.

"I Just found out yesterday," I Said.

"Then you should have came to me and told me," John said.

"I Know!" I Said.

"To hear from Dan at like, 1 in the morning..." John shook his head.

"Do you REALLY think i'd tell your little brother to tell you i was pregnant in the middle of the night!?" I Asked.

"Sometimes i feel like you and My siblings are the couple, not you and me," John said.

"Jenny's my best friend and hopefully my future sister in law, and i didn't mean to tell her, she just walked in," I Said.


"Well if this is gonna work, somethings are gonna have to stay private!" John yelled.

"Well i don't like secrets, John!" I yelled.

"Clearly i don't either," John said as we continued walking around the dock. "Sure you're not having doubts."

"John," I Sighed, looking at him.

"This is all happening pretty fast," John said as we stopped walking to talk.

"We've known eachother for years now," I Said.

"Yeah and for years we were friends, Just friends," John said.


After that, there was a moment of awkward silence.


"Maybe we're supposed to keep it that way..." John said, before he walked away, just leaving me standing there.








*10 minutes later back at the church, Kat's POV*

 "Celebrate good times come on!" Cody said, with his voice super high from the helium, jumping up and down snapping in his suit as me and Jamila laughed on, sucking out helium as well.

"That's a dumb song, brokeface," Jamila said, all filled up with helium as we all laughed.


I Stopped sucking helium out and saw Jenny just standing there, with her arms crossed. I'm guessing she's annoyed her brother and her best friend have yet to even be at their own wedding yet. I Coughed a little, trying to get some helium out of me, then walked over to her.

"There's still a little less then 3 hours before they're supposed to walk down the aisle," I Said. "I'm sure they'll be here, but we gotta keep going as if the weddings happening.

"Says the girl sucking helium out of balloons," Jenny rolled her eyes. "And as if the weddings happening...which of course, means it's not," She sighed.

"Come on, Babe," Cody said, back in his normal voice. "You don't know that, i bet John and Nikie are on their way here right now."

"You don't know that either!" Jenny shouted. "Just forget it, there's no wedding, all of this was for nothing!"

"Jenny, stop being a baby and just get ready for your brother's wedding," Jamila said, causing Jenny to turn around, arms folded.

"Oh Jamila," Jenny began. "Mind your own business."

"Oh really?" Jamila began. "You're the one telling people to mind their own business when you can't?"

"I Just do what i think is right," Jenny said, arms still folded.

"Last night you were yelling at me because of a joke, but you telling Dan that Nikie was pregnant was much worse," Jamila said.

"I DIDN'T TELL HIM!" Jenny snapped.

"THEN WHO DID!?" Jamila snapped back.

"Whoa whoa whoa!" Adam said, running out from the church with Heather by his side. Right now i wanted to ask why he was here and not in Dallas, but i'll wait. "This is a church, this is the holy house of Lord Jesus his self, and i'm pretty sure the bible has no book or chapter or verse that condones fighting."



After that, there was an awkward silence outside of the church as Jamila just stared at Jenny in her t-shirt and jeans and Jenny stared back at Jamila in her bridesmaid dress.


"Some Maid Of Honor you are," Jamila said to her.

"Oh Gee, Jamila," Jenny said. "Some cousin you are," She said, then shaking her head and walking back in the church.

"Just take it easy ladies," Adam said. "Papa Bur's in the house now, and i just know everything will be fine." Jamila paid absolutely no attention to him and just Kicked the tire of one of the cars.

"Don't kick my car," Cody said.

"Don't tell me what to do, brokeface," Jamila said, walking away, as did Cody back in the church, probably after Jenny.

"Shouldn't you be in Dallas? You know, since i hear the Stars are going to be starting to train for pre-season soon," I asked Adam.

"I'm going back to my condo tomorrow," Adam said. "But i decided to come here for today."

"With Heather...?" I Asked.

"We're still working stuff out," Heather shrugged.


I Rolled my eyes and turned around to head back into the church, but stopped when i saw Patrick outside standing in front of me before once again rolling my eyes and folding my arms.

"What do you want?" I Asked him.

"You look super beautiful," He said me.

"Don't you dare even start with me," I Gritted through my teeth.

"You know...this could have been us," He shrugged.

"Patrick i swear to god if you say one more thing i will castrate you in front of Jesus," I said. He sighed, then just walked away, just hanging his head in defeat. "Oh jesus please forgive for saying that," I Mumbled to myself. I'm a christian, so i didn't feel TOO Comfortable saying that, but if i had to do that, i would, and i'd do it without feeling bad about it whatsoever.





*30 MINUTES BEFORE THE WEDDING*

"Where is the bride, and where's the groom," Cody sang to the sound of the church bells ringing.

"No bride, No groom, and the maid of honor is in a horrible mood as well," I Sighed.


30 minutes, 30 MINUTES Before John and Nikie's wedding, still a no-show for either. EVERYONE Is here, all 200+ people. Most of them are waiting inside the church, along with the pastor, but the Bridesmaids, groomsmen, best man and immediate family are outside, holding hope that John and Nikie will be running up anytime now. We even went home to get Nikie's dress and John's Suit. Faith is running out though.






*Same time, Nikie's POV*



"I Just don't get how this happened," John said as we were sitting at the edge of the dock, just looking at the water together, STILL talking.


"You were there," I Said.


The wedding time is nearing. I Have no idea how close we are to the church and if we're still getting married. But time's running out.

"I mean i thought you were on the pill," John said to me.

"Yeah but it's not 100% effective, only 98%," I Shrugged.

"Oh, so we're in the unlucky two percent then," John sighed, as did i. "That's just great."

"Sometimes couples would think of this as a blessing, like i do," Nikie said. "It's too bad you're against kids..."

"I'm not against kids, whenever i'm not wrestling, training or with you, chances are i'm WITH Kids at the make-a-wish foundation or doing a signing with kids," John said. "I'm just not ready yet to actually be a parent full-time."

"As if i am?" I Asked him.

"Look, we both have a lot of stuff on our plate," John said. "And we have a lot of adj-"

"I Know we have a lot of adjusting, John," I Said. "But life doesn't wait for you to get adjusted and out of all people, you should know that. Look at me, i wasn't planned at all but i still came. Kat wasn't planned either and now she's a role-model for girls everywhere and representing women's wrestling. And what about you?" I Asked him. He sighed.

"I Wasn't planned either..." John sighed.

"But now you're a house-hold name, a 10x world wrestling champion, you have your own Rap CD out, you're the definition of Success!" I Said. "Bottom line, this baby wasn't planned, but maybe someday this baby could do something for the world, but we'll never know if we just give up on it."



John sat there, thinking for a moment, before looking at me.

"You know what?" He began. "You're right. You're absolutely right," He smiled, and i couldn't help but crack a smile back. We got up from sitting on the dock, stood up and looked at eachother, before John looked down at my stomach area. "It's hard to believe there's a little one right there."

"9 Months and it won't be so little as it is now," I Smiled. He looked up at my face, and smiled back.

"So which one of us doesn't want to have this baby?" He smirked, and i smirked back.

"Not me, hopefully not you either," I smiled, before he kissed me.

"Come on, i think we have something we're supposed to be doing about now," John smiled, before picking me up and putting me on his back as he ran off the dock toward the church. Here comes the bride, all right.




*10 MINUTES BEFORE THE WEDDING, Jenny's POV*

"It is getting quite late," Pastor Dave said to me.

"It's only 2:50, the wedding doesn't start until 3:00, just give them time, i'm POSITIVE they'll be here," I Begged the pastor.

"I married your parents and your oldest brother," Pastor Dave said. "Therefore, i'll marry your other older brother and his fiancee', but if they don't get here soon, then i'm sorry," He said, walking to the front of the church to get some stuff ready. I Sighed, then walked out of the church to get some fresh air.


My brother and my future sister in law are STILL Missing 10 MINUTES BEFORE THEIR OWN WEDDING! I'm just so pissed, so confused....UGH. I Was in my dress, so i didn't feel like sitting down on the pavement, so i didn't. I just stood outside on the concrete, arms crossed and pissed. EVERYONE was here except them. I'm just so pissed off at both of them right now, but then, those feelings of anger were replaced with excitement as i started screaming in joy and jumping up and down as i saw John and Nikie running toward us.


"Whatcha standing their for little sister? WE'RE GETTING MARRIED!" John yelled as they were coming toward me.

"I Have the dress and Randy has the tux," I Smiled as we ran back into the church together.



We had a couple minutes before they were walking down the aisle, so John changed into his tux real quick and the girls and i helped Nikie get into her BEAUTIFUL Wedding dress and got the pink curlers out of her hair from this morning. Before we knew it, it was time for us all to walk down the aisle.




*No POV*

"Do you, John Felix Anthony Cena take her, Nikole Anne Cameron to be your Wife? Through Sickness and Health, rich or poor, good times and bad times, death til you part?" Pastor Dave asked.

"I Do," John smiled as he placed a ring on Nikie's finger that was handed to him by Randy.

"And do you, Nikole Anne Cameron  take him, John Felix Anthony Cena to be your Husband? Through Sickness and Health? rich or poor, good times and bad times, death til you part?" Pastor Dave asked her.

"I Do," Nikie smiled, placing a ring on John's finger.

"Because of your desire to make a love for the ages and commitment to each other, it gives me the honor to now pronounce you husband and wife," Pastor Dave said. "You may now kiss the bride!"


After that, John Cena kissed the new official Mrs. John Cena, as the wedding goers clapped and cheered. Then, John picked Nikie up off of her feet bridal style, of course, and carried her out of the church and into a limo awaiting outside that would take them to a hotel in which their wedding reception was at. Soon, others cleared out. Kat was contemplating which way to go out so she wouldn't run into Patrick. She questioned why he was here, and Patrick questioned if coming up here was worth it. As all the other's cleared out, two stayed behind- Adam and Heather. They walked up to Pastor Dave.

"Um, excuse me?" Heather said to him. "Hi, i'm Heather, i was one of the bridesmaids."

"Ah yes," Pastor Dave said.

"We were wondering if we could ask you something," Adam said.

"Ask away!" Pastor Dave said.

"Well, see, about a month ago, we were in Vegas and got hitched," Heather Said. "We were planning on divorcing, but..."

"We got to actually know each other, and well, we're in love," Adam said. "And we were wonder if you could REALLY marry us, a couple of weeks from now."

"You want me to re-marry you two?" Pastor Dave asked.

"If you wouldn't mind," Adam said.

"Just give me the date, place and time," Pastor Dave smiled, as did Heather and Adam, who apparently would soon become Heather and Adam Burish.

To Be Continued....

9/4/11