Authors Note: I got this idea from listening to a little to much Dashboard Confessional. lmao. The song is from their new cd...and its called'The Secrets In The Telling'but yeah so I said hey I'll try it out. Love to hear imput from you guys, and ah yeah the lyrics are all bolded up for you. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I own nothing at all, I don't own the song, I don't own the characters, I own nothing just the idea.


Her hand brushed up against his softly as they walked past each other down the hall. Not at all showing any sign of what just conspired. He signed reaching the men's locker room; he entered taking a seat on one of the small benches. John Cena wasn't one for doing such a thing. A thing a certain thing that had been happening for so long, so very long.

The signal is subtle, we pass just close enough to touch, no questions, no answers, we know by now to say enough, with only simple words, with only subtle turns, the things we feel alone for one another...

She signed resting her head against the locker room door for a moment. "Hey Trish" the young Legend Killer caused her to jump a little. "Oh…hey sweetheart" she replied with a smile shaking off the little scare. "Whatcha up to?" he asked with a small grin she took his hand "nothing…just waiting to see you" she replied smiling at him. No doubt about it she loved Randy Orton with all of her heart. Hell she even knew that what she had been doing for so long, was so wrong. But she just couldn't find the courage to stop it. Or even to tell Randy the truth. He grinned at her "well…alright here I am…I just stopped by to say hi…I have to get to my match. So I'll see you after the show?" the small blonde nodded her head before he placed a small kiss on her cheek. "Okay…bye baby" he left her heading down the hall for his match. Trish signed before quietly entering the women's locker room.

There is a secret that we keep, I won't sleep if you won't because tonight might be the last chance we'll be given, we are compelled to do what we must do, we must do what we have been forbidden, so I won't sleep if you won't sleep...

The night had carried on like it did most nights; John had once again found himself alone in his hotel room. Taking a deep breathe he relaxed on the hotel bed, tired and exhausted like he always seemed to be. His muscular frame spread out on the bed waiting as the time passed. Not able to sleep, not able to move on with his life. To move on without the small blonde, who now always seemed to be in his thoughts. The thoughts growing deeper and his realization setting in slightly. He would never fully have her he would never get to call Trish Stratus his. Never, she was in love she was happy and engaged. But yet…that single thought always lastly entering his mind. Trish opened her hazel eyes she could hear Randy snoring slightly. The blonde rolled over a bit not able to sleep, not able to stop thinking. "This always happens" she mumbled quietly before finally giving into her heart. She quietly and as motionless as she could she pulled herself up off the bed. Quickly pulling on some pants and a white t shirt, she left the hotel room as quietly and fast as she possible could. Not wanting Randy to awaken.

Our act of defiance, we keep this secret in our blood, no papers or letters, we pass just close enough to touch, we love in secret names, we hide within our veins, the things that keep us bound to one another, there is a secret that we keep, I won't sleep if you won't sleep, because tonight may be the last chance we'll be given, we are compelled to what we must, we are compelled to what we have been forbidden...

Trish quietly knocked on the hotel door, John jumped up from the bed. He knew who it was. The blonde waited till he answered and once he did her fears slipped away. "Trish…" John whispered before she stopped him with a small kiss. Her tongue swerving inside of his mouth, he quietly closed the hotel door. Pushing her softly up against it kissing her back passionately. All thoughts of ending this left both of their minds quickly as they kissed.

Until the last trace and this hope, is frozen deep inside my bones, and this broken fate has claimed me, and my memories for its own, your name is pounding through my veins, can't you hear how it is sung? And I can taste you in my mouth, before the words escape my lungs, and I'll whisper only once…

John let out a deep breathe as she lay next to him on the hotel bed. He could still taste her on his lips. He turned to look at her deep in the eyes, "I should go" she whispered softly "why?" he asked quietly. She smiled back softly "because…I shouldn't even be here." His expression changing for a moment she noticed. "John…" "Trish…I'm in love with you" she smiled weakly. Touching his face softly before kissing him on the forehead "I know" she whispered back before getting off the bed. He watched her get changed before seeing her leave his hotel room. John clenched his teeth together tightly trying not to cry. He didn't want to he didn't want to.

There is a secret that we keep, I won't sleep if you won't sleep, because tonight may be the last chance we'll be given, we are compelled to what we must, we are compelled to what we have been forbidden...

Trish entered the hotel room quietly; she through her clothes off and climbed into the bed. She cuddled up into Randy's strong arms his breathing on her. Trish smiled weakly before closing her eyes. As John laid on the hotel bed, looking up at the hotel ceiling. He forced his eyes shut as a cool draft flew into the room from the hotel window. Still he kept his eyes shut just wanting to sleep.

'Cause you will be somebody's girl, and you will keep each other warm but tonight I'm feeling cold…


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