Behind the desk

John chuckled. "And you'll get one, I'm sure. How about Jack Swagger?" He asked.

Nolee cocked her head to the side, "Not a southern boy but...well...he's a hotty..."

John giggled. "And swings both ways. WHo knows, maybe you too might meet at the club. You're both blond..."

"Or you texted him while I was changing when you saw the tat of the American flag on my shoulder." Nolee corrected, looking at him knowingly.

John looked down guiltily. "Yea, so!? You two would be so good together!" He exclaimed happily.

Nolee laughed, "I don't know the man but from what I've seen.." she let Johnny fill in the blanks. "You know, that whole thing with Micheal Cole?"

John nodded. "Don't worry, it's all Creative. Poor Jake, he has to deal with that jackass..." He sighed.

Nolee smiled, "I'd say you should call him over for dinner but we already ate."

John chuckled. "You'll see him tomorrow. We should get to bed. I work out early tomorrow morning. Plus, I still need to teach you a few moves." He said, grabbing a pair of Victoria secret pajama shorts and t-shirt, tossing them to Nolee.

Nolee changed into her pajamas and smiled, "I can sleep in your bed right Johnny?"

John chuckled. "Duh!" He said, and pulled Nolee down to the correct level of his closet, exiting back into his bedroom. He shed his cloths, leaving his in his boxers and he pulled the covers back on his large, comfortable bed.

"I'm so glad I have a gay best friend," Nolee laughed.

John smiled. "I'm so glad I have a girl best friend." He chuckled and slipped into bed, Carlisle hopping up to lay on the end of the bed, over one of the fur blankets.

Nolee was out like a light in no time.

John chuckled, spooning Nolee and was fast asleep within seconds.

Nolee groaned, the next morning when she heard her phone go off. She answered it, "Hello?"

"Miss Lawler?" the voice on the other end said. "This is Mercy Medical Hospital. We called regarding Jerry Lawler."

Nolee sat up in bed, "Yes, what's wrong with him?"

"He was admitted into the hospital last night. We believe he's had a stroke."

John awoke abruptly when he felt Nolee get up. "Wa' happened?" He slurred, sitting up and rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

Nolee sobbed, "Jer...Jerry had a stroke! He's in Mercy medical right now." she got changed into some nice clothes: a black sweater and jeans. "I have to go see him."

John's eyes widened. "Oh doll, I'm so sorry. Want me to go with you?" He asked, getting up out of bed and dressed.

Nolee nodded, "Please?"

John nodded. "Of course, doll." He said, slipping into his cloths and shoes. He took Nolee's hand and pulled her down to the lobby of his condo building. Valet had his Audi R8 already waiting for them. They hopped into the car, John speeding to the hospital.

When they got to the hospital, Nolee sped to Jerry's room. He was laying in the bed, sleeping but he looked older than usual. The stroke must have really effected him. She took his hand, "Daddy...daddy don't leave me too..."

John sighed and sat in a chair outside the room, leaving Nolee with her father. He felt bad for her. He felt the same way when he lost his aunt. She had lived in Italy, and they were very close. He hope Jerry would be okay.

Nolee had hoped that Jerry would go in with her, she was having trouble sitting in the room by herself.

John eventually got up and walked into the room. He pulled Nolee out of the chair before sitting down, pulling Nolee onto his lap, wrapping his arms around her. He really didn't know what to say, so he kept silent.