Nothing Can Tear Us Apart
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shattered_ficsTitle: Nothing Can Tear Us Apart
Rating: R
Pairing/Character(s): John Cena/ Brianna
Summary: Shane plans something bad for Brianna for the next RAW, while Brianna tries to spare John of some pregnancy side effects.
Warnings: cursing, hints of sex later on
Length: Medium
Word Count: 1,192
Chapter #: (8/50)
WIP or Complete: Work In Progress
Author's Note: I really haven't been working on this story, but I've got 5 more chapters before it's the one I haven't worked on. I will work on it again soon. I promise.
Shane smirked as he leaned back in the chair and rested his feet on his desk. He was back in Connecticut for the weekend trying to catch up on all of the paper work that had piled up while he was on RAW. The paper work still lay neglected on his desk because he was working out what he was going to do as General Manger for a day on Monday. So far he had already scheduled Brianna in a match against one of the rosters most vicious wrestlers, pitted the returning Shawn Michaels against Randy Orton as well as many other things to punish those close to John and Brianna.
He had just sent off the latest fax of the script for Monday to his father, even though he wasn’t going to be there Vince had told his son he wanted to know everything that was going on, he did have standards to uphold. He was just waiting for Vince to call him back with his thoughts. Vince really didn’t care what his son was going to do on RAW Monday night; all he wanted to do was get revenge on Brianna.
“What is this?” Stephanie said slamming a stack of papers on his desk as she pointed at it. “Putting Brianna in a match? Are you out of your fucking mind?”
“Sure sis,” Shane said smiling brightly “You can come into my office; I don’t have a
problem with it.”
“Don’t be a smart ass,” She said glaring. “Take her out!”
“Now why would I do such a thing like that?” He said sweetly. “She’s part of the
roster isn’t she? Is there a reason why I shouldn’t put her in a match?”
“You’re out of your mind!” Stephanie said quietly. “Unbelievable! What’s Dad going to
say?”
“I’ll find out in a few. I faxed him the same copy I should be getting a reply in the next few minutes,” Shane said brightly.
“He’s not going to let you do this,” She said crumbling up the paper and throwing it
at her older brother. “You can’t have your way.”
“Oh but I will,” He said turning serious as he leaned forward clasping his hands together “See, my genius isn’t even on this paper, however I wrote it on the one I
gave our father, Brianna has a way to get out of the match. She just has to admit something.”
“You’re a selfish bastard!” Stephanie said in disbelief “How could you do that to her?”
“It’s going to hurt me more that it’ll hurt her,” Shane laughed as he turned his chair
around so he didn’t have to face his sister as he tried to hold back his laughter.
“This isn’t going to hurt her and you know it! It’s going to hurt John!” Stephanie
said sternly “He’s not going to be there, he doesn’t know the back story! You’re hoping this is going to break them up!”
“Well I did hear of some stories in the hotel this week about some fights coming from their room,” Shane said keeping a straight face “Very animated fights from what I
heard, so who knows they might already be beyond the breaking point. They could even be broke up right now.” He added thoughtfully.
“I hope you know that Brianna would marry Randy before she marries you!” She spat at her brother as she turned on her heel and quickly walked from the room.
“I wouldn’t count on that!” Shane yelled after her “My next goal is to break up Randy and Brianna.” He smirked as his phone rang.
Throwing the covers off of her Brianna covered her mouth as she ran toward the bathroom. Quickly turning on the water and slamming the door shut she threw up in the toilet. After about a week without morning sickness it suddenly came back in the middle of the night. She had probably only gotten about two hours of sleep, she felt so bad for waking up John every time.
“Bri,” John’s voice asked quietly through the door. “Turn off the water baby, Randy’s
asleep and can’t hear you and David is listening to the radio.”
“Sorry,” She said weakly as she reached up and turned off the faucet before unlocking
the bathroom door “I just don’t want them to hear me, I hate being sick on the bus.”
“Don’t worry,” John smiled kindly as he tied her hair back for her as she weakly leaned against the wall. “Few more hours and we’ll be at the hotel.”
“I don’t care where we go as long as it as a toilet and doesn’t move,” She groaned as she clutched her stomach. “Why am I the only one who gets affected by morning sickness
so damn early?”
“It probably wasn’t morning sickness before babe,” John smiled weakly as she groaned again before throwing up. “Done?”
“No, but take me to bed anyways,” She said closing her eyes as she leaned against the wall passing out.
John frowned, she was exhausted but he couldn’t do anything about it. Picking her up lightly he held her securely as he carried her from the small bathroom back into their bed room. He tucked her into bed as he kissed her lightly, smiling he walked from the room and into the dining area to get her a glass of water.
He didn’t want to tell her but he was staying up all night to make sure she was okay. When she would sit up and run off to the bathroom John would pretend he was asleep and wait a few moments to check on her. He was worried for her, all the stress she was going through at work then trying to deal with being pregnant at a young age, and he blamed himself. He was the one who got her pregnant; he was the one who got her into the business. Her life changed because of him.
“John go to sleep,” Brianna said quietly as he placed the glass of water on their night stand.
“How did you know I was awake?” John smiled as he climbed into bed next to her.
“I could tell you were faking sleep every time I would get up and run to the
bathroom,” Brianna laughed quietly. “Just go to sleep, I’m done for the night.”
“How do you know?” John whispered into her ear as he pulled her closer.
“Because I’m tired of getting up, and even if I get an urge, I’ve got the trusty trash can right next to the bed,” She laughed as John heard the rustle of a plastic bag. “This is going to be a very long pregnancy.”
“It’s going to be a fun one,” John whispered quietly into her ear as he lightly rubbed her stomach. “Just think though, in eight months, we’ll be parents.”
“Yeah,” Brianna said tearfully “I can’t believe it, it’ll go by extremely fast, and the best moments are yet to come.”
“I love you,” John said quietly as he kissed her lightly on the back of the head. “I’m not going to let anything happen to you or the baby.”
Rating: R
Pairing/Character(s): John Cena/ Brianna
Summary: Shane plans something bad for Brianna for the next RAW, while Brianna tries to spare John of some pregnancy side effects.
Warnings: cursing, hints of sex later on
Length: Medium
Word Count: 1,192
Chapter #: (8/50)
WIP or Complete: Work In Progress
Author's Note: I really haven't been working on this story, but I've got 5 more chapters before it's the one I haven't worked on. I will work on it again soon. I promise.
Shane smirked as he leaned back in the chair and rested his feet on his desk. He was back in Connecticut for the weekend trying to catch up on all of the paper work that had piled up while he was on RAW. The paper work still lay neglected on his desk because he was working out what he was going to do as General Manger for a day on Monday. So far he had already scheduled Brianna in a match against one of the rosters most vicious wrestlers, pitted the returning Shawn Michaels against Randy Orton as well as many other things to punish those close to John and Brianna.
He had just sent off the latest fax of the script for Monday to his father, even though he wasn’t going to be there Vince had told his son he wanted to know everything that was going on, he did have standards to uphold. He was just waiting for Vince to call him back with his thoughts. Vince really didn’t care what his son was going to do on RAW Monday night; all he wanted to do was get revenge on Brianna.
“What is this?” Stephanie said slamming a stack of papers on his desk as she pointed at it. “Putting Brianna in a match? Are you out of your fucking mind?”
“Sure sis,” Shane said smiling brightly “You can come into my office; I don’t have a
problem with it.”
“Don’t be a smart ass,” She said glaring. “Take her out!”
“Now why would I do such a thing like that?” He said sweetly. “She’s part of the
roster isn’t she? Is there a reason why I shouldn’t put her in a match?”
“You’re out of your mind!” Stephanie said quietly. “Unbelievable! What’s Dad going to
say?”
“I’ll find out in a few. I faxed him the same copy I should be getting a reply in the next few minutes,” Shane said brightly.
“He’s not going to let you do this,” She said crumbling up the paper and throwing it
at her older brother. “You can’t have your way.”
“Oh but I will,” He said turning serious as he leaned forward clasping his hands together “See, my genius isn’t even on this paper, however I wrote it on the one I
gave our father, Brianna has a way to get out of the match. She just has to admit something.”
“You’re a selfish bastard!” Stephanie said in disbelief “How could you do that to her?”
“It’s going to hurt me more that it’ll hurt her,” Shane laughed as he turned his chair
around so he didn’t have to face his sister as he tried to hold back his laughter.
“This isn’t going to hurt her and you know it! It’s going to hurt John!” Stephanie
said sternly “He’s not going to be there, he doesn’t know the back story! You’re hoping this is going to break them up!”
“Well I did hear of some stories in the hotel this week about some fights coming from their room,” Shane said keeping a straight face “Very animated fights from what I
heard, so who knows they might already be beyond the breaking point. They could even be broke up right now.” He added thoughtfully.
“I hope you know that Brianna would marry Randy before she marries you!” She spat at her brother as she turned on her heel and quickly walked from the room.
“I wouldn’t count on that!” Shane yelled after her “My next goal is to break up Randy and Brianna.” He smirked as his phone rang.
Throwing the covers off of her Brianna covered her mouth as she ran toward the bathroom. Quickly turning on the water and slamming the door shut she threw up in the toilet. After about a week without morning sickness it suddenly came back in the middle of the night. She had probably only gotten about two hours of sleep, she felt so bad for waking up John every time.
“Bri,” John’s voice asked quietly through the door. “Turn off the water baby, Randy’s
asleep and can’t hear you and David is listening to the radio.”
“Sorry,” She said weakly as she reached up and turned off the faucet before unlocking
the bathroom door “I just don’t want them to hear me, I hate being sick on the bus.”
“Don’t worry,” John smiled kindly as he tied her hair back for her as she weakly leaned against the wall. “Few more hours and we’ll be at the hotel.”
“I don’t care where we go as long as it as a toilet and doesn’t move,” She groaned as she clutched her stomach. “Why am I the only one who gets affected by morning sickness
so damn early?”
“It probably wasn’t morning sickness before babe,” John smiled weakly as she groaned again before throwing up. “Done?”
“No, but take me to bed anyways,” She said closing her eyes as she leaned against the wall passing out.
John frowned, she was exhausted but he couldn’t do anything about it. Picking her up lightly he held her securely as he carried her from the small bathroom back into their bed room. He tucked her into bed as he kissed her lightly, smiling he walked from the room and into the dining area to get her a glass of water.
He didn’t want to tell her but he was staying up all night to make sure she was okay. When she would sit up and run off to the bathroom John would pretend he was asleep and wait a few moments to check on her. He was worried for her, all the stress she was going through at work then trying to deal with being pregnant at a young age, and he blamed himself. He was the one who got her pregnant; he was the one who got her into the business. Her life changed because of him.
“John go to sleep,” Brianna said quietly as he placed the glass of water on their night stand.
“How did you know I was awake?” John smiled as he climbed into bed next to her.
“I could tell you were faking sleep every time I would get up and run to the
bathroom,” Brianna laughed quietly. “Just go to sleep, I’m done for the night.”
“How do you know?” John whispered into her ear as he pulled her closer.
“Because I’m tired of getting up, and even if I get an urge, I’ve got the trusty trash can right next to the bed,” She laughed as John heard the rustle of a plastic bag. “This is going to be a very long pregnancy.”
“It’s going to be a fun one,” John whispered quietly into her ear as he lightly rubbed her stomach. “Just think though, in eight months, we’ll be parents.”
“Yeah,” Brianna said tearfully “I can’t believe it, it’ll go by extremely fast, and the best moments are yet to come.”
“I love you,” John said quietly as he kissed her lightly on the back of the head. “I’m not going to let anything happen to you or the baby.”
