Okay, okay I know you are all mad at us for taking forever to post and we are SOOO sorry! Me personally had a hard time getting back into the swing of a normal school and then I had musical and was teching a show... Okay, not good excuses but, it is the truth. And Torilei couldn't really post anything without me, so here we are. Anyways, this is pretty good chapter and it really leads up to the main plot of this story and the sequel (yes, sequel :D) OH! Title is Punk's theme song by Killswitch Engage. uh... Read Review and Enjoy :) kthxbye!

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Chapter 6

xOxOx

Jeff woke up early the next morning, deciding to wake up Matt and talk to Tori. He slowly padded across the room, and shook Matt. Matt swatted his hand away and turned over, breath hitching as he snored.

Jeff scowled, his brother sure could be a lazy ass sometimes. Jeff pulled off the blanket, grimacing as he saw his brother in only boxers and one sock.

Matt, getting cold, whined and started to wake up.

"Why did you wake me before... noon?" Matt asked, groggily.

"We need to talk to Tor," Jeff said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"About what?"

"The two lovebirds, duh," Jeff said, rolling his eyes.

"Uh... Who?"

"Shane and Jazmyn! Are you blind or something, they were all cuddled up and smiling last night," Jeff said excitedly.

"So..." Matt said, standing up.

Matt smiled at that thought, finally getting Shane to stop complaining all the damn time.
Matt zoned out, thinking of how much more he could sleep, now that Shane would have a distraction.

Jeff snapped his fingers in Matt's face, breaking his trance.

"Dude, will you just put your pants already, so we can talk to her," Jeff said irritably.

Matt looked up at his brother and grinned, "Yeah, yeah all right, I'm coming."

Matt dressed quickly in jeans and a sweatshirt, joined his brother and they headed down the hall.

Jeff knocked on the door and waited... and waited... and waited.

Jeff sighed, "I guess there not here, we'll have to talk to her later I guess..."

Matt smacked his brother upside the head, "Since when do you give up?"

Matt reached his hand out and knocked, repeatedly getting louder and harder with every knock.

Finally, Tori appeared at the door, anger written on her face, "You guys have impeccable timing."

Jeff looked past Tori and saw John flop on the bed, sighing. Jeff realized what he interrupted, blushed furiously at the thought, "Uhh. Is this a bad time? We can always come back..." Jeff squeaked out.

Tori took one look at Jeff's face and burst out laughing, "Come on in boys."

Jeff just blushed harder at Tori's laughter, he entered the room with Matt following close behind him.

John stood up and mumbled as he made his way into the bathroom, and Tori thought she heard something about a cold shower.

She looked at the boys, "Now what can I do for ya?"

Jeff shook his head, "We just figured we'd tell you what we saw last night."

"Look, I really don't wanna hear about whatever Diva you saw with whoever..." Tori began to say, before she was cut off.

"No listen, it was Shane and Jazmyn. We got in late last night, after whatever had happened and we saw Shane and Jazmyn all cuddled up in bed, full of smiles! This is our chance!" Matt said excitedly.
Matt and Jeff waited for an answer from Tori. They could see the wheels turning in her head, and a grin spread across her face.

"Thank you boys, I'll take it from here," Tori said, turning away, "You can see yourselves out, I have some unfinished business to take care of."

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Jazmyn sighed as she sat on the bed, staring down at her feet. Her sleep hadn't been too peaceful, but the biggest surprise had come when she had woken up, an arm wrapped securely around her. That arm had belonged to none other than Shane, her best friend, and though she had been startled by it, she also found herself loving the feeling.

She then looked up when Shane stepped out of the bathroom, where he had changed. "So, what are you going to do now?" he asked quietly, leaning against the doorframe. "You know that you can always stay here if you need to."

"Thanks, Shane, I appreciate it," Jazmyn answered. "But there's an empty room not too far from Tori's that I was going to use. I don't want to be a bother."

Shane sighed. "You wouldn't be a bother, Jaz," he muttered. He didn't like the idea of her getting a room by herself.

Jazymn looked up at him for a long moment, brushing some hair out of her face when she realized what was on his mind. "Don't worry, Shane, I'll be fine," she told him. "I'll only be a couple doors down from Tori and John."

"I know, you're a big girl," Shane teased with a small smile. "But you're also my best friend, and I can't help but worry."

Returning the smile, Jazmyn sighed as she got to her feet. "Well, I suppose I should go get my stuff..."

Shane pushed himself away from the doorway and slowly walked over to her. "I'll go with you," he offered, draping his arm casually over her shoulders. "Just in case he's there..."

Jazmyn looked up at Shane before smiling and taking his hand. She was grateful that he had offered since she hadn't wanted to ask, but she had been dreading the idea of facing Randy alone. "Thanks, Shane," she muttered.

"It's my pleasure," Shane told her as he opened the door of the room. "Just sayin'."

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Tori was leaning back against John on one of the beds in Mike and Rey's room, his arm wrapped around her, and Mike sat down next to them. Since Matt and Jeff had told her what they saw of Shane and Jazmyn, she agreed with the Hardy brothers and believed it was finally time for her little sister to get together with him. And what better way than to work with the other two members of their awesome trio?

Mike smirked at the couple. "Okay, you guys can sit like that while we plan, just make sure to keep it PG," he joked since they were his favorite couple to make fun of.

John looked down at Tori, and she looked back up at him. He winked at her before suddenly pulling her closer to him in a passionate kiss.

"Hey!" Mike covered his eyes, reaching toward the other bed. "No, I said keep it PG!" He finally felt his fingers wrap around one of the pillows, and he quickly threw it at the still kissing couple.

Tori was laughing when she pulled away from the kiss, grabbing the pillow and throwing it back in Mike's face. "Jerk!" she said, still grinning.

"What?" Mike lowered the pillow and glared at her. "I wasn't the one doing... whatever it was you two were doing."

John raised an eyebrow as he cleared his throat. "Anyway... Let's just get planning, shall we?"

"As long as there's no more making out or whatever," Mike muttered, looking at John and Tori suspiciously. "I don't need to see that."

"Don't worry, Mike," Tori muttered with a yawn, resting her head on John's shoulder. She had barely gotten any sleep the night before, having been haunted by nightmares, and she was very tired. She just felt bad since every time she had woken up, John had too. "We won't..."

Mike's expression softened a little in concern when he saw the clear exhaustion in her eyes, but he covered it up with a slight laugh. "All right, shorty, I believe you." He leaned back on the bed, propped up on his arms. "So, what to do about Jaz and Shane?"

"Well, that's what we're here to figure out," John said, lightly running his fingers up and down the exposed skin of Tori's arm. "You said this has been going on for some time, Tor?"

Tori nodded. "Yeah, I've always had that suspicion," she confirmed. "She talked about him a lot, even when she was with..." Her sentence trailed off, but it was one that didn't need to be completed.

After a moment of silence while they thought about the situation, Mike pushed himself up into a sitting position. "I've got it," he muttered, his eyes shining with excitement as his plan unfolded. "We take a long piece of string, her favorite snack..."

"Mike?"

"What?" Mike paused, seeming to be frustrated that he had been interrupted as he looked at Tori.

Trying to hide the smile she could feel threatening to spread across her face, she shook her head. "It sounds like you're trying to catch a rabbit or something," Tori told him. "Jaz isn't an animal."

"Yeah, but it would lead her to Shane's room," Mike countered. "We could even make it look like he did it..."

Tori rolled her eyes as she raised her head off of John's shoulder. "And then what? Trap her in a box, wrap her up, and leave her at Shane's door?"

There was a slight pause. "Actually..."

"Mike!"

"Guys, come on," John said, hoping to stop them before their bickering could get worse. "We're trying to figure out a way to help Shane and Jaz get together, not start World War Three."

But his words went unheard.

"What, she'd make a nice little present for her little Shaney-poo," Mike said with a broad grin. "That's even better than my string idea..."

Tori glared at him darkly. "Michael Mizanin, we are not putting my little sister in a box!"

John sighed as he leaned back against the headboard, deciding to stay out of the war zone as his best friend and fiancé continued to argue. He knew how the proclaimed siblings could get, and he didn't want to be caught in the middle of the crossfire. He honestly wouldn't have been surprised if they started firing pillows at each other.

But as their mingled voices continued to rise as they debated about what would be the best course of action, the more annoyed John found he was getting. The previous night had been a long one where he hadn't gotten much sleep for a couple of different reasons, and things were a bit stressful with the return of a certain petite diva and a seemingly obsessed fan. And right now, Tori and Mike's arguing wasn't doing anything other than giving him a headache.

Finally, he couldn't take it anymore. "Would both of you just shut up for one minute?" John snapped, sighing as he put his hand to his head for a short second. Taking out his frustration on them was something he certainly hadn't meant to do.

However, it had worked. Mike and Tori had stopped yelling at each other, and they were now both looking at him in surprise because of his sudden outburst.

"Are you all right, sweetheart?" his fiance finally ventured to wonder, wrapping her hand around his. The short burst of anger wasn't normal for him.

John quietly sighed before smiling at her and kissing her cheek. "I'm fine, Tor," he told her gently. "But, um, I agree with you. Boxes wouldn't be a good idea."

Tori looked at John for a long moment, finally smiling back at him and tightening her hold around his hand when she felt as though he was back to his usual calm self. "Thanks, hun," she said before turning to look at Mike with a triumphant smile lighting up her face. "So there."

Mike rolled his eyes. He wasn't going to admit that she had won, but he didn't want to unleash John's wrath again. "So, what do you propose then, genius?"

Tori shrugged, a smirk appearing on her face. "Depends. How good are you at playing matchmaker?"

xOxOx

John, Tori and the newly reacquainted Kaiya, headed out of the hotel eager to get to the arena.

As they pulled up, a smirk grew on Tori's face, "I'm going to take Kaiya to see her uncle Mizzy, meet you in your locker room?"

John raised his eyebrows and leaned over, planting a soft kiss on her lips, "Sounds like a date."

A loud "ewwww" could be heard from the backseat, while Kaiya covered her eyes.

John turned around in his seat, "You behave Missy," he said while sticking his tongue out at her.

Kaiya giggled and stuck her tongue out back at him, "Of course daddy, I'm your wittle angel."

Tori just shook her head and laughed at her families antics.

John grabbed his gym bag and Tori grabbed Kaiya's bag, and they headed in.

John headed in, still chuckling to himself while Tori waited outside for Miz to pick up Kaiya. He finally showed up, 10 minutes later than he had promised, and she finally had the chance to head in to meet up with John.

On her way in she, literally, ran into Phil.

"I know you like me and all, but there are less painful ways to say hello."

"Oh, ha-ha you're so funny, help me up already," Tori said, holding out her hand.

Punk grabbed her hand and lifted her up, "Where you heading?"

"To meet up with John, walk with me?" Tori asked.

"Of course milady," Punk said bowing, a grin on his face.

"Are you ever serious," Tori asked, slapping him on the arm.

"Uh… Can I get back to you on that one?"

They walked down the hall, not saying much. Punk stopped Tori, "Hey I got to get going but we need to do lunch okay, munchkin?"

"Yeah a short joke, real original there Punky. Of course, I'll talk to you soon," Tori said, hugging him and giving him a kiss on the cheek.

Little did they know, a petite brunette woman was hiding in the shadows. She snapped a picture, her plan quickly becoming reality.

Tori turned down the hallway towards John's locker room, hoping to get some quality time in.

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John entered the arena, enjoying that he could spend some real quality with Tori and Kaiya. He heard someone call his name. He turned quickly to his left, and was met with a familiar figure he wasn't in the mood to see.

"Hello Melina, what can I do for you?" John asked, trying to be as polite as possible. He wanted this over as quickly as possible, so that he could spend a little time with Tori and Kaiya before his match.

"I wanted to talk to you. Please? It's kind of important," she said with a slight smile on her face.

"Yeah sure," he motioned her to follow him as he walked down the hall.

They began walking and Melina stayed quiet for a while before clearing her throat, "Look, I know I hurt you, but I want another chance. Will you at least give me a chance?"

John put his glasses on his head and stopped to look at her, "Excuse me?"

"Please, just take me back," Melina asked, pressing her body against him, trying to kiss him.

John pushed her away, "Why don't you go talk to Dave?" He walked away abruptly, leaving behind a fuming Melina.

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John sighed as he left his locker room, his mind racing. Why Melina was now trying to spend time around him after everything that had happened between them, he wasn't sure, especially since he didn't know what her intentions were. Why couldn't she understand that he had moved on and was planning to marry the woman who meant more to him than life itself?

"Hey, sweetheart."

John looked up at the familiar voice, and a smile appeared on his face when he saw Tori walking toward him. "Hey," he said, taking her hand and pulling her close to him. "Glad I saw you on your way to meet Jaz."

"Of course. Since when do I not come see you before your match?" Tori replied, returning the smile. Then, she shrieked with surprise and jumped away from him a bit, laughing when he tickled her side. "Hey! Like that makes me want to come see you..."

John smirked at her before pulling her back to his side "You know you do," he told her, winding his arms around her waist and kissing her cheek. "Don't deny it."

Tori rolled her eyes as she reached up and lifted his sunglasses from his eyes. "You sure about that, sexy?" she asked, putting his precious shades on herself. "I mean, there are a lot of people in this show I could have come to see besides you."

Winking, John leaned closer to her so that his lips were inches from hers, almost tauntingly. "Want me to prove it?" he murmured.

Raising the glasses a bit, Tori smirked back up at him as she poked his abs. "Might take a little convincing," she said quietly.

John laughed a little before he caught her lips in a deep kiss, holding her close. Tori smiled against his lips as she wound one arm around him under his fur coat while resting her other hand on his toned chest.

But then, she sighed as she pulled away, smiling up at him. "Okay, you may have convinced me," Tori muttered. "But you don't want to be late for your match."

"Oh, just wait, girl." John ran his hand gently through her hair before taking back his sunglasses and slipping them on. "Meet me after the match?"

Tori nodded. "Your locker room, right?"

"Yeah."

"Okay, see you there." Tori smirked as she lightly traced his chest and abs with her fingertip before kissing him again quickly. "Love you."

"Love you too, Tor." John watched as his fiance walked away to find her sister before he continued on his way. The little time he had spent with Tori made him forget about his encounter with Melina, which was going to help him focus more on the match he had ahead of him against CM Punk. He considered himself very fortunate to have her.

"John!"

Sighing quietly to himself since this was another voice he was beginning to recognize, John stopped and slowly turned around, seeing that the brown-haired girl named Rhook was approaching him with a digital camera in her hands. How she was able to keep finding him, he would never know, but it was getting unnerving.

"Look, now isn't a good time for a picture or autograph or anything," he told her politely. "My match is coming up in a couple minutes."

"Oh, I don't want any of that right now," Rhook replied, turning the camera on. "I actually wanted to show you something."

"Could we do this at a better time?" John wondered with slight annoyance.

"This will only take a second." Rhook held the camera out for him to take, an almost cruel glint to her eyes.

SIghing, John raised his sunglasses so he could see better as he took the camera from her. When his mind registered what he was seeing on the screen, his eyes narrowed in confusion as he stared at it for a long moment. What...

Then, John felt a surge of anger course through him as he handed the camera back to the crazed fan and lowered his sunglasses, walking away from her without a word. Rhook only smirked as she watched him until he was out of sight, turning the camera off and putting it back in her pocket. Then, she turned and began to walk in the opposite direction, laughing a little to herself.

"Good luck, John."

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Tori sat backstage after John went out, really looking forward to spending some quality time after the match with him.

Phil, his opponent for the night, was waiting for his music to hit. He looked over at Tori, and winked and smiled in her direction.

Tori laughed and batted her eyelashes at him, blowing a kiss in his direction. Over dramatically he placed his hands over his heart, with a goofy grin on his face.

Tori heard "This Fire Burns" hit and saw the look on Phil's face go serious. He clasped his hands together starting his normal entrance, and Tori turned her head towards the screen.

She felt someone sit next to her, and she jumped a little bit. She looked over, praying it wasn't Regal and smiled when she saw her sister.

"Hey Jazzy," Tori said, heart beat starting to lower.

"You okay? You're looking a little jumpy," Jazmyn asked a little worriedly.

"You just like to sneak up on me," Tori said with a slight chuckle.

Jazmyn stuck out her tongue at her sister when the bell was wrung.

The guys had locked up in the middle of the ring, trying to gain the upper hand. Phil kicked at John a couple of times before John pulled away and knocked Phil straight across the face, Phil sprawling on the mat.

Tori looked at her sister, concern in her eyes, "Was that…"

"…Way harder than it should have been? Yeah," Jazmyn said, nodding her head. '

Tori didn't like the look in John's eyes, she had never seen him so angry. Wrapping her arms around herself, she felt chills run down her spine.

Jazmyn noticed her sister's discomfort, "I'm sure it's nothing. Miz probably pissed him off again, and poor unfortunate Phil is in the way."

"It looks so personal… It can't be Miz, unless Miz said something about me… Or possibly Kaiya… No… I just don't know" Tori said, more so to herself. She couldn't figure out what could make John so angry.

Jazmyn sighed, she knew how stressed her sister had been lately, having no idea what to say or do she just wrapped her in a tight hug and held her close.

Tori wiped at her eyes, still trying to figure out the enigma otherwise known as her fiancé, as he hit a hard flying chuck to the back of Phil's head.

Inside the ring, Phil was trying to put up a fight, but John was fighting harder and smarter than usual. Every move Phil even attempted was blocked or countered, and the only reason Phil had yet to be pinned was sheer determination.

Both men were laying in the middle of the ring, exhausted, neither one of them wanting to give up. Phil turned to John, "Why are you doing this?"

John just stood up, stretching out his back, ignoring the other man's question, and continued his assault.

Finally Punk gave in and gave him the 3-count. John rolled out of the ring and headed up the ramp, barely interacting with his fans.

Tori looked to Jazmyn as the count hit. She knew something was wrong, and she was hoping that he would talk to her.

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Tori made her way to John's locker room once his match was done. She knocked on the door and waited, what had happened between him and her best friend in the ring replaying in her mind. There was no doubt that John had been... different during the match since Jazmyn had noticed it too, and the only way she could think of to describe him was that he seemed to be much more aggressive against Phil...

The door opened a minute later, John standing on the other side. He was almost changed out of his ring attire, wearing a pair of jeans. "Hey, Tor, come on in," he said, stepping out of the doorway so she could get through.

Smiling, Tori entered the dressing room, laughing a little when she was pulled into John's arms once the door closed behind her. He kissed her deeply, holding her close to him. Tori wrapped her arms around him while he ran his hand up and down her back. John then broke the kiss but still kept her close, placing his forehead lightly against hers for a moment before smiling and kissing the top of her head.

"Let me just gather the rest of my things, and we'll head out," he told her quietly.

"Okay, hun." Tori watched as he went to his gym bag and began to look through it. Sighing, she muttered, "Good match tonight."

John paused for a moment, glancing at her for a second before continuing to go through his bag. "Thanks."

Tori didn't say anything for a minute before she sighed again. "Is everything okay?" she wondered, concern entering her tone.

"Fine," John said off-handedly, taking a black t-shirt from his bag and pulling it over his head. "Why wouldn't it be?"

"I don't know. You just seemed... different tonight."

John turned to completely look at her, a look of confusion crossing his face. "Different?" he asked. "How so?"

Tori looked back at him. "You were just fighting differently tonight," she answered. "I've never seen you so aggressive before..." Her sentence trailed off before she hesitantly began again. "Look, if it has anything to do with Phil..."

Her statement ended in a gasp when she saw an unrecognizable look on John's face for a moment before it vanished. "It's nothing to worry about, Tor," he told her, though his tone was stiff.

"But, sweetheart, I just-!"

"I said it's nothing, Tori!" John suddenly snapped angrily.

Tori's eyes widened with shock as she started at her fiancé. He never raised his voice to her... "John..."

But John held up his hand, causing her to stop. He looked at her for a moment, not able to meet her hurt gaze, as he appeared as though he was going to say something but didn't before he sighed and ran his hand through his hair. Then, without a word, he picked up his gym bag and walked past Tori out of the locker room, the door closing behind him.