Love Conquers All

Since the announcement of my pregnancy, things began to change dramatically. Phil and I have made everything official during an interview about our relationship as a couple, Demitra and Morrison decided to break up because of Morrison cheating on Demitra with his ex-girlfriend Melina, Hunter was released as General Manager and was replaced by John Laurinaitis, Phil has become WWE champion, and Kane has returned and figures to start issues with Cena.

On the plane ride over to Washington DC for the next show, Demitra used the time to socialize, mostly with the guy she started to become rather fond of, Zack Ryder. But, as far as she was concerned, he was crazy about Eve Torres, who seemed not as interested in Zack, but that wasn't going to stop him from asking her out. Demitra then came and sat next to me and Phil, who was sleeping next to the window.

"Em, I don't know what else to do. I really like Zack, he's more of my type; funny, crazy, different. I just don't understand what makes him so crazy about Eve." She looks over at Eve, who was sitting next to Barbara on the other side of the plane. Eve noticed Demitra staring, so she smiled and waved at her. Demitra quickly turned her expressionless face to a smile and waved back at Eve, then she focused back to me.

"Demi, look at this as a sign, a sign that says, 'IT'S NOT THE RIGHT TIME'."

She then looked at me with a confused expression on her face.

"Look, it's been two months since you and Morrison broke up, and whether you see it or not, Zack is coming off to you as just a rebound. Nothing serious. I suggest you stay away from dating for a while."

She sighed, "Yeah you're right...so...when you say "a while"..."

I then roll my eyes at her.

"Well Emika, "a while" can mean anything! are we talking a few months? Weeks? Days? Hours? I mean, it's already been two of the longest months of my life! How much longer do I have to wait?"

"Demitra, you're missing the point! This is the time for you to get back in touch with yourself and enjoy being single until you feel deep in your heart that you are truely ready to be with somebody. Not look for rebound relationships, even if they are just physical ones. Everybody knows those never work out and then somebody winds up hurt from it in the end."

"Okay Em, I get what you're saying."

***

Around eight-thirty was the time that the taxi came and picked me up from the hotel. I do my best to blend in from everybody else. It took a good twenty minutes to get to the arena backstage because of traffic, but once I got there, Phil was waiting in the parking lot with a bundle of flowers, he always knew how to make me smile.

"Hey baby! Aren't you the sweetest." I smile and kiss him as he helps me out of the cab.

He kisses me back and smiles. "Well, I try to be, at least to you." He hands me the flowers and helps me inside.

My belly was starting to peek out from my now open jacket. Phil uses his free hand to place it over my belly. We walked all the way to my private lockerroom. "How are you feeling baby?"

"Better now." I smile at him.

He smiles at me and sits me down on the couch.

"So who are you facing tonight?"

"I honestly don't know. Dumbass Laurinaitis won't tell me. Oh well, who ever he puts me up against won't be much competition anyway." He chuckles and kisses me once more. "I gotta go get ready babe. My match is up next."

"Okay, good luck baby."

He gets up and leaves the room. I grab the remote next to me and change the channel to the show so I will be able to see Phil's match and the rest of tonight's show, then there was a knock at my door.

"Come in!"

The door opened and to my surprise, Cena walks in. "Hey Emika."

"Well hello stranger! I haven't heard from you since I got out of the hospital! Why have you been avoiding me?"

He smiled and gave me a light hug. "I havent been around because I didn't want you to get involved with Kane. Apparently he's not only after me, but everyone I care about until I learn to "EMBRACE THE HATE"."

"Well good thing you warned me."

We both let out a small laugh.

"Well anyway, Emika, you look great. I'm so glad to see you again. I hope we can do this more often."

"Me too John, me too."

We hugged once more. Little did we know, Kane was watching the whole thing from another screen.

***

Once John left, I started to feel a really wierd presence around me, something that felt evil. I knew I had to keep clam, I didn't want to go into shock in my condition, but my heart began to race when someone knocked at my door.

"Let me in!" The voice coming from the other side of the door was only Demitra. I opened the door and let out a sigh of reliefe.

"Oh thank God! You scared me!"

She looked at me confused. "Who did you think it was?"

I took a moment to answer, thinking the impossible. "Nobody. Shouldn't you be getting ready to face Beth Pheonix?"

She let herself in. "I am ready, I just wanted to see how you're feeling, especially since Cena is facing Phil right now."

I look at the television screen to see Cena and Phil starting their match. "It's weird Demi, seeing them go at it. I know Phil has been dying to get his hands on Cena since he blames Cena for the baby almost getting killed in that match, but it wasn't anyone's fault. Nobody knew."

"Yeah, I know Emika. And--"

Before she could say anything else, the lights in my room turned bloody red. My heart began to race. "What the hell is going on?"

Demitra then looked behind me and let out a loud scream. I turned around to see Kane standing right behind me. I screamed once he got a tight grip on my hair and pulled me till I was on my feet. He shoved Demitra out of his way and began to drag me out of the room as I tried to fight myself away from his grip. I screamed as loud as I could for help, but everyone was too scared to even touch Kane. About halfway through the hallway, Demitra came out of nowhere and jumped on Kane's back, wrapping one arm around his neck and scratched one of his eyes with her free hand. Kane then rammed his back into the concrete wall, but Demitra still held on tight, both arms wrapped around his neck and both legs wrapped around his ribs.

Kane never loosened his grip with me as he walked near a few tables. He then used his free hand to grab the back of Demitra's belt, pulling her off of him and flipped her over his head to where she fell on her back, smashing through the table in front of us, leaving her knocked out cold. As I continued to scream, the audience must be watching, because I heard my voice echo.

By this time, Kane had already pulled me to the parking lot. He then pulled me up and wrapped his hand around my neck, letting go of my hair. He leaned in close to me. "Tell your friend Cena, to Embrace the Hate."

I stayed quiet, this made him angry.

"SAY IT!!" His breathing became heavy.

It was then that I spat in his face. "Go to hell!" I forced out. He then became angrier, he slapped me and gripped tight on my arm, pulling me up a flight of stairs. Once we reached the top of the stairs, Phil then comes from behind Kane and kicks his lower back.

Kane then let me go and started to fight Phil. I tried my best to stay away from the free edges of the balcony. Below us were nothing but tables, cars and concrete. I tried to get around Phil and Kane to run down the stairs, but it was impossible. Kane then kicked Phil down the stairs. I let out another loud scream. We were about nine feet off of the ground and Kane was blocking my only exit.

He then tightly gripped my throat and chokeslammed me off of the balcony, but, luckily Cena was able to catch me in time. He was standing on top of the table, and the table was able to break our fall, but I still went unconcious from hitting my head on the table. And my unconcious mind was able to snap to the reality, that I had landed on my stomach.