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Title: Nothing Can Tear Us Apart
Rating: R
Pairing/Character(s): John Cena/ Brianna
Summary: The outfit Shane sends Brianna to wear causes a change in John, while Brianna refuses to wear it on TV.
Warnings: cursing, hints of sex later on
Length: Medium
Word Count: 1,459
Chapter #: (4/50)
WIP or Complete: Work In Progress
Author's Note: Sorry I've been kinda preoccupied with my Alex Shelley story that I keep forgetting to update this one. Also it's not getting the same response The Heights of Love got so I'm a little worried about that honestly. The break is almost over for this story, I'm going to work on a few chapters then I'm gonna work on this story again :) Enjoy!

Nothing Can Tear Us Apart

“I am not wearing that,” Brianna said through the bathroom door as John stood outside it leaning against the locked door.

“Just put it on, it’ll be fine bring an extra change of clothing to change into after your segment,” John sighed rapping the coat hanger on the door.

“Would you stop that?” Brianna snapped opening the door quickly as John frowned at her.

“You’re making this harder for yourself,” He said slowly.

“I don’t care,” She frowned at him opening the door all the way as she folded her arms across her chest. “I’m not wearing that. It looks like they dug that out of the back of Amy’s wardrobe!”

“Just put it on,” John said calmly as he handed her the outfit on the plastic hanger.

“You know how much I hate you right,” She glared at him as she looked at the outfit. A halter top that was made to look like a corset and a pair of low rise pants with a belt that matched the top. “I’m
pregnant for god’s sake! I can’t wear this.”

“You’re not showing babe,” John winked nipping at her stomach.

“Stop,” She giggled, before frowning at the outfit. “If it was for you I’d wear it, but for Shane, I hate it.”

“Well then don’t change out of it,” John smirked resting his forehead on hers before kissing her lightly. “Because that outfit’s hot.”

“I hate you,” She smiled before shutting the door.

John shook his head at the door as he went over to the door joining theirs and Randy’s room and knocked on it lightly. He heard Randy shuffling around the room before he opened his door. He smiled at John as he buttoned up his collared shirt.

“What’s up John?” Randy asked looking into John and Brianna’s room. “Where’s Bri?”

“We got a package this morning from Shane,” John said holding back a laugh. “She’s putting it on.”

“I take it it’s another slutty outfit,” Randy smirked.

“Hey, my fiancé Randall,” He said glaring at his friend.

“I’m not Shane I’m not going to take her away,” He said holding up his hands in defense.

“Good, even if you did, I’d kick your ass!” John said pointing a finger at him.

“You should really consider doing that to Shane,” Randy laughed as John moved out of the way so he
could walk into the room.

“Yeah and lose my job?” John laughed quietly shaking his head as Randy sat down on the bed as he leaned against the door frame. “You’re crazy.”

“That’s not the first time that someone’s sad that to me,” He smirked.

“You’re going to watch over Bri right?” He asked rolling his eyes at his friend as he pushed himself
off of the wall.

“With my life,” Randy said simply smiling at John, “You know I—Bri!”

“Randy what?” John asked quickly staring at his friend as he sat staring at the bathroom door. John shook his head as he looked toward the open bathroom door with Brianna standing in the doorway.

His heart raced as his stomach twitched as he stared at her. He couldn’t believe that was his fiancé, he had never seen her look like that before. The pants hugged her every curve in just the right place. The corset top clunk to her like a second skin, she was showing more than he had ever seen her show. Her hair was in loose curls that hung about her face with her bangs parted to one side. Never in a million years would you think she was expecting a baby.

“Bri,” John managed. “You look--”

“Hot!” Randy said for him.

“My fiancé Randall,” John said not even looking at him.

“I hate it,” Brianna frowned as she looked down at her self. “It makes me feel all trashy.”

“But you look amazing,” He smiled as he walked up to her as he grabbed her hand lightly. Lifting it
above her head she twirled for him as she smiled when she faced him again.

“Would you have preferred me to dress like this?” She asked biting her lip “If I wasn’t pregnant.”

“I love you what ever you’re in,” He said kissing her lightly.

“Nice save,” Randy said quietly giving the thumbs up from the bed.

“Shut up Randy,” John said glaring at him. “You ready to go?”

“I don’t want to leave so soon,” Brianna said rubbing her bare arms. “I’m cold, I need a jacket.”

“You can have my coat jacket,” Randy said holding back a laugh as he pushed himself off of the
bed. “I’ll go get it then we can leave?”

“I don’t wanna,” Brianna groaned.

“It’s a fifteen minute ride,” Randy smiled as he left the room.

“I want you to be there,” Brianna said as John wrapped his arms around her. “It’ll feel so wrong to be
there while you’re here at the hotel. It’s my fault that Vince suspended you.”

“Don’t go blaming yourself,” John smiled resting his chin on the top of her head. “Everything will be

“I hope so,” She said hugging him tighter.

“Ready Bri?” Randy smiled holding his jacket up for her. “I just got a call the car’s waiting for us.”

“Bye,” Brianna said quietly to John avoiding his gaze as Randy helped her put on his coat. “I’ll call you after nine.” She smiled weakly taking her hair out of the coat jacket.

“Bye,” John said slowly as Randy put his arm around her.

“It’ll be fine,” Randy laughed trying to lighten the mood “It’s not like you’ll never see each other again!”

“Brianna!” Mickie said quickly running up to her and giving her a hug. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean--”

“Mickie,” Bri smiled holding up her hand causing her to stop. “Don’t worry about it, we’re not blaming anyone.”

“Good,” Mickie smiled kindly “Why are you wearing a suit jacket?”

“You really want to know?” Brianna asked biting her lip pulling the jacket tightly around her.

“What has he put you in now?” She groaned looking at her friend sadly.

“This,” Brianna frowned as she closed the jacket again. “A pregnant person shouldn’t wear this Mic,”

“I sane person shouldn’t wear that,” She frowned “Though you’d see all the other Divas wear that.
Ratings!” She laughed.

“John actually liked the outfit,” Brianna laughed as they walked down the hall toward Randy’s locker

“Really?” Mickie laughed quietly, as she rolled her eyes. “That’s John for you.”

“Yeah,” Brianna sighed.

“What’s wrong?” She asked grabbing Brianna’s arm causing her to stop.

“It just makes me wonder if he wants me to dress like this after I have the baby,” She said biting her
lip “The way he looked at me when I walked out of the bathroom. He hasn’t looked at me like that since
I first met him.”

“Bri,” Mickie said quietly, as Brianna shook her head.

“It just makes me wonder,” She said shrugging.

“What’s gotten into you?” Mickie asked grabbing her friend roughly by the arms. “How can you question something like that? John loves you!”

“I know but everything is just going by so fast, I don’t know what to do, how to control things anymore,” She sighed a tear falling from her eye.

“It’ll be fine,” Mickie smiled hugging her friend. “Just go lay down, rest before your promo.”

“I hope you’re right,” Brianna smiled as Mickie walked away.

Brianna pulled the jacket tightly around her as she opened up Randy’s looker room door. He was down the hall getting them some food. Shutting the door behind her she walked toward the couch and crawled up into a ball. Closing her eyes she sighed.

She didn’t know what made her say that to Mickie, she hadn’t really thought about it till that moment. John has always looked at her like he loved her more than life itself. But there was something with the look in his eye when she walked out of the bathroom, he looked at her different. It wasn’t love—it was lust.

Randy walked down the hall with two platefuls of food for him and Brianna to eat before the show began. Even though Brianna had told him she wasn’t hungry he was bringing her food anyways. Ever since they had left the hotel, he became worried for Brianna. Something was bugging her but he couldn’t figure out what it was. He saw the look that John had given her; he hadn’t seen him give someone that look in over five years. It made him worried; he hoped that Brianna wouldn’t be focusing on that. John loved her—but to Randy, something John had buried deep inside seemed to have boiled up to the surface.

Date: 2007-01-14 08:38 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
I thought Randy was very funny in this chapter. Good job. And Shane is such a sleaze for making Brianna wear something she doesn't want to.


Date: 2007-01-15 12:44 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
I hate Shane. And what's the deal with John?


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