Whole Again

John sat on the chair, blinking at the paperwork in front of him about Lindsay. He and Torrie had yet to decide what to do for the best?

Shawn, Matt were sitting and agruing over the last brownie but John had too much on his mind to even bother with them, John touched his chin for a moment still trying to think.

Torrie walked down the corridor, a smile came across her face when she saw John at the table in the canteen. She lightly skipped over, and sat on his lap. "Hey!" Torrie spoke, with happines in her voice.

John smiled at Torrie.

"Hey." John said.

Torrie turned to John with a smile, while she continued sitting on John's lap.

"What's going on?" She asked.

"The idiots are fighting over a brownie." John said as he looked at Matt and Shawn.

Torrie turned to John, then at Shawn and Matt.

"It's mine!" Matt agrued.

Torrie looked at John, "Do you want me to get off?" Torrie asked still on his lap.

"No." John said as he put his arms around Torrie.

A smile went across Torrie's face while she felt John's hands clasped around her stomach.

"I love you," Torrie spoke before her eyes lit up with the love at John.

"I love you too." John said with a smile.

Torrie smiled before she leaned closer into John's chest.

"HBK always wins, now give me my brownie!" Shawn demanded.

"Why should HBK? always win...Torrie tell him" Shawn whined to his GM.

"Tell him what?" Torrie giggled while she felt John's arms around her.

"Tell Matt to give me the brownie." Shawn said.

"Shawn, fight your own battles," Torrie spoke before she rested her head next to John's.

Shawn groaned, and then smiled at John.

Torrie looked at Shawn before she opened her lips, with a soft giggle.

"He's not gonna help you," Torrie spoke before she laughed again.

Shawn just stare at her, poking out his tongue then smiling at John again.

"No." John said.

"Oh come on." Shawn groaned.

"Shawn, why don't you go and see if someone else has Brownies?" Torrie asked.

Shawn smiled, before he ran off and then came back. He emptied the white carrier bag in front of Torrie. The Boise Belle stared at the ingredients in front of her.

"Is there reason why these are in front of me?" Torrie asked.

"I want you to make me brownies." Shawn said.

"Do I look like your slave? I'm not cooking you brownies HBK" Torrie spoke, before her arms folded leaning on John's chest.

"Pretty please?" Shawn asked with a smile.

Torrie looked at Shawn, before she moved her head to the side looking at him. She smiled, then dropped it.

"No" Torrie spoke sitting on John's lap.

"Leave her alone Shawn." John said.

"But...but..but" Shawn groaned.

"But nothing,"

"Oh please glamrous, beautiful Torrie," Shawn spoke with a smile trying to convince Torrie.

"Talk about a charmer" Torrie rolled her eyes laughing.

"Shawn stop asking." John said.

"Please, please, please..pretty please!" Shawn said with his hands together clasped his hands together in a prayer.

"Shawn...please" Torrie spoke before she let out a breath through her lips.

"Torrie just make him brownies." John said.

"what? you're supposed to be on my side," Torrie moaned, with a grin to John.

"But it will get Shawn to shut up if you make brownies." John said.