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Storyline: Mandy is not only Raw's newest Diva, but Batista's wife. Randy Orton always gets his girl, but will this one be the first to resist? Chris Benoit has previously stolen another mans wife, will history repeat itself?

This is just the beginning, this story will get more interesting as it goes along. In the mean time, read and review.

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Chapter 1

There he goes again, Randy thought to himself while staring at Batista holding Mandy. He kept telling himself it was never going to happen, that he shouldn't be thinking about Batista's wife in that way. Batista was like a brother to him, and just the thought of being with Mandy made the guilt rise.

"Randy, we'll meet you back at the suite tonight, okay?" Batista asked, interupting his thoughts.

"I'm bringing some friends, so there will be plenty of girls for you to choose from. We'll see you later." Mandy waved before walking out the door. Randy couldn't help but check her out as she walked away.

He tried to shake the thoughts from his head, thinking about the party Evolution would be throwing, but not even thoughts of a room full of beautiful girls could cheer him up. All he could picture was Batista holding Mandy, showing her off while he stood, drinking and knowing that he could not have the girl he wanted so much.

"Maybe she's right. Maybe I will like her friends and I will be able to get over this. I have a room full of beautiful girls waiting and I'm sitting here thinking about someone I can't have, while I could be satisfied by any of Mandy's friends tonight." Randy smiled, convincing himself for the moment that Mandy was no more special than any other girl.

"How could a girl like that end up with a jerk like Batista." Chris Benoit watched the two newlyweds walking down the hall. He turned to Edge. "You know what Evolution are like, priding themselves on being able to get any woman they want. What makes her think Batista will change with a ring?"

"Well what you do." Edge replied, changing the subject. "We have two days before we have to pack up and go to Australia, what are your plans?"

Chris looked at him, Edge realised it was a stupid question to ask. Chris would be spending his few days off with his kid for his weekly visitation rights. "I wish it wasn't so tough on him, having to travel back and forth."

"Sorry, I didn't mean to offend you." Edge explained. Not much was spoken about the divorce and he knew Chris liked to keep it that way. It was nobody's business but his own.

"Don't worry about it. I'll see you in a few days okay." Chris walked off towards the parking lot, bag on his shoulder, looking at the ground. Turning a corner he collided with someone.

"Sorry Chris, I forgot my bag in the locker room." Mandy said, looking at him apologetically.

"My fault, I wasn't watching where I was going." Chris looked at her for a moment. "So I guess you and Dave have some big plans for tonight?" The moment it slipped out, he wanted to take it back.

"Yeah, of course." Mandy replied, though Chris could see she didn't seem very excited about the party.

"Is something wrong?" Chris asked. He knew it was none of his business, and wasn't sure how she'd react.

"I love Dave, he's really great. I just wish we could have some time alone." Mandy admitted. "Why am I telling you this? I'm sorry. Look I have to get my bag. I won't keep you any longer." With that, she ran off towards the locker rooms.

Chris stared after her, he didn't know what to make of the conversation. There was a tiny part of him that wanted Mandy to be unhappy with Batista. He convinced himself it was because Batista didn't deserve her, but there was always that voice inside his head wondering if he was just trying to cover up something more.

Chris hopped in his car, laughing to himself. She's so young not to mention married, he thought, how could it even cross my mind.

Randy stood, surrounded by beautiful girls. Each asking questions, hanging on to his every word, while finding any way possible to touch him. One girl had slipped onto his lap, it was Mandy's best friend Danielle. She wasted no time in kissing him passionately and Randy gave in to the moment. Danielle then stopped, suggesting that they go somewhere more private. Randy turned on the charm, telling her to meet him outside.

When she left he retreated to the bathroom. He looked in the mirror, grasping the sink until his knuckles turned white. "Get a grip," he told himself. "So many guys would kill for this. Snap out of it." He looked at himself in the mirror, punishing himself for being in a bathroom while Danielle was waiting for him, even though he knew the reason why he was there.

He washed his face, once again staring at his reflection. "I can't be in love with Mandy. She's with Batista, she doesn't want me. Danielle does, and she's not bad. This is my chance to get over Mandy, prove that I'm not in love with her." He walked out through the party into the hall, preparing for a night to change his life and feelings.

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