A/N: Hey guys! So to begin with I only had a one shot planned for Christmas, but then I thought, heck why not write a chapter each for some of my fan fic friends? Now, if we're pretty close and I've missed you out of this, I'm really sorry... but there's only so many chapters I can write in less than two weeks! I've been thinking about starting up one shot requests again soon though, so be sure to send me all your ideas in when I do.

Anyway, here we go. I know this story stays it's only a Randy one, but each of the six chapters are going to be about a different wrestler.

So, here we go with the first one. I hope you all enjoy it. Keep a look out for the next five that will be on the way from now till Christmas!

Chapter 1

Randy wiped the sweat from his brow as he took in the thousands of people that watched his every move from the ramp, a small smirk playing across his lips as he realised so many of them were there for him. Once upon a time, he'd been one of, if not the most, hated man in the WWE... so it was a nice change to finally have people cheering for him.

His eyes fell on his opponent who he had left in the middle of the ring, and he lifted his arms in his patented pose, before he span around and pulled the curtain to the side. He let out a small sigh as he slipped into the backstage area, slapping hands with others around him as they congratulated him on his successful match. He had to admit that he was going to miss all of this for the week that he was off... but he also knew that he couldn't wait to get home.

He slowly made his way through the arena towards the locker room that he shared with a few other guys, rolling his shoulders back and forth to ease the tension. With his hyper mobility, he often felt a little achy after a particularly long match, like the one he had only just had. At times like these, all he wanted was to sleep for days until it all wore off... or at least, have a decent masseuse.

"Randy, can I have a quick word?"

The familiar, gruff voice of the young man's boss met his ears, and Randy span around to see the one and only Vince McMahon walking towards him. Randy raised a confused eyebrow his was, wondering what he could possibly want to talk to him about. Usually if he wanted something, he'd summon them to his office... not come and find them himself.

"Vince," He nodded his way quickly, folding his arms over his chest as he looked down at the older man, "Is there something I can help you with?"

"Not particularly, I was just taking a walk and thought I'd catch up with you before you left for the holidays, and let you know how impressed I've been with you for the past year. Your work ethic has really picked up over the last few months, son."

"Yeah," Randy chuckled lightly, knowing exactly what Vince was talking about. "I guess I just realised that I needed to settle down, you know? I'm not a kid anymore."

"Well, whatever you did, it was a good choice," They grey haired man nodded, patting the younger man on the shoulder as he began to walk past him slowly, "Keep it up, and maybe when we start the new year, we'll talk about giving you that belt back again."

Randy's eyes grew wide, and his smirk returned at the thought of gold being back around his waist. What more could he really ask for?

"Thanks, Vince. Enjoy you're holidays."

"You too, Orton, you too," He nodded his way, before he span around and left Randy to it.

The dark haired man quickly returned on his way, and it didn't take long for him to reach the door he was searching for. He clicked it open and stepped inside, his smile from earlier returning as he spotted both Ted DiBiase and R Truth already in the room. He could tell by the rowdy atmosphere he'd walked in to that they were excited for their time off... but he didn't blame them. He too was looking forward to his break, and not just because it was Christmas.

"Nice match, Orton!" Ted spoke up with a grin as he spotted the older man. Randy nodded his way quickly, before he made his way over to his bag and began to pull out his clothes to change in to. He was going to take a quick shower at the arena before he left to collect his things at the hotel, that way, he would be able to leave as quickly as he arrived.

"Thanks, you didn't do so bad tonight yourself," His deep voice spoke up as he finally span back around, his change of clothes and a towel in hand. Ted smirked his way, and Randy couldn't help but chuckle lightly. The year or so that he had mentored Ted had definitely made an impression on the younger man.

"So, you heading out with us tonight Randy?" R Truth added, and Randy's attention quickly turned to him with a raised eyebrow, intrigued. He already knew what his answer was going to be, but he still wanted to know what his boys were up to.

"Why, where are you heading?" He asked, perching himself on the edge of the desk. He looked down at his legs, pulling a face as he tried to wipe away some of the baby oil that clung to his skin before he placed his clothes on top.

"Just out on the town," He added with a grin, showing off his pearly whites. Randy rolled his eyes, expecting as much... although he wondering why Ted wasn't like him right now. Ted was the only one out of the three that were married; surely he wanted to return home more than anyone? And that was definitely saying something, with the way Randy was aching to head back.

"Huh," Randy nodded, pretending to think about his answer for a few short moments before he stood up and stretched, "Sorry boys, but I'm gonna have to pass. My flight back home is in a few hours, and I can't miss it. Have a drink on me though, yeah?"

"You're not coming?" Ted looked his way as if he were crazy. Randy had to admit that he wasn't surprised, he'd never turned down their usual full night of partying and drinking before they left for Christmas before... but that was before he'd met her.

"Of course he's not, man. You know he's way too whipped now to come out with us boys," R Truth joked, and Randy shook his head, trying to hide his smile. If somebody would have told him a year ago that he'd be taking going home to a woman over spending time with his friends in a club, he would have laughed in his face. Now, partying was no comparison to getting to spend time with his girl.

"One day, man, you're gonna meet someone special, and you're gonna realise what it's like," He sighed as he walked over to R Truth and slapped his shoulder, "Have fun, guys. I'll see you after Christmas," He punched Ted on the arm lightly, before he turned away from them and made his way towards the showers.

An hour and a half later, Randy sat in the departure lounge of the nearby airport, an exhausted sigh leaving his lips as he waited for his redeye flight to be called. He took a quick peek at his watch, noticing that it was nearly a new day... and he wondered whether it would be too late to call his girlfriend.

But as the thought of the next four hours being stuck on a plane hit him, and not getting to visit her house until the following morning, it was going to be far too long before he saw her in his eyes. As much as he didn't want to wake her, he needed to hear her voice.

Pulling his phone from his dark wash jean pocket, he quickly hit the number one on his speed dial and waited patiently as it began to ring.

"Hello?" A groggy, female voice finally answered.

"Hey sleepyhead," Randy couldn't help but laugh lightly at how tired she sounded, "I'm sorry if I woke you."

"Randy?" Her tone instantly brightened, and it brought a smile to the young man's lips, knowing he could make her feel that way.

"Yeah baby, it's me. I just wanted to call in and check on you before my phone is off during the flight."

"I'm fine," She dismissed his words quickly, and he rolled her eyes. She was so selfless, he honestly wondered how he'd managed to win such an amazing woman sometimes. "What about you? Looking forward to getting home?"

"You have no idea how much I'm looking forward to it. I can't wait to see you."

"I know... I can't wait to see you, either." She added with a sigh, and Randy groaned inwardly as he heard the sound of his flight finally being called. He wished that he could stay on the phone to her for the entire plane ride.

"I'll be back soon, I promise. I'm just about to board the flight, so I'll be landing at home in around four hours. Something like that, anyways... and I'll call around yours to see you in the morning?"

"Want me to meet you at the airport?"

"As much as I'd love to see you sooner, you don't need to do that, Haley," He rolled his eyes as he threw his carry-on bag over his shoulder and stood up, "Just get some sleep, okay?"

"Hmm, fine," She added glumly, and he could tell by her words that she was pouting. He sighed to himself, wondering why it seemed like he couldn't even last till tomorrow to see her now. "Have a safe flight... and I love you."

"Love you too. I'll see you soon," He sighed lightly, before he hung up the phone and slipped it back inside his pocket. He pulled a face as he noticed the huge queue that had now formed to board the plane, and he knew he was going to be in for a long couple of hours... but he also knew that eventually, it was going to be worth it.

Four and a half hours later, Randy dragged his sore and aching body through the airport, his mind set on one thing and one thing only... finding his luggage, and getting the hell out of there.

He reached the luggage belt with a groan, and he crossed his arms over his broad chest as he waited impatiently for his case to reach him. He could feel his eyes drooping as he watched the same motion over and over, and he knew that he needed to get home soon and get some shut eye before he fell asleep on the spot.

"Well... what do we have here?"

The sound of an all too familiar voice brought him back to reality, and Randy's head snapped up as he span around, his eyes widening in shock at who was stood barely inches away from him. His patented smirk slowly began to grow across his lips, despite his tiredness, and he thought to himself that he shouldn't have expected anything less from her. He'd told her not to come to the airport, to get some sleep... but when did she ever listen to him?

"Haley," He sighed, the feel of her name on his lips making him smile as he watched her close the gap between them and throw her arms around his neck. He held onto her tightly, lifting her off the floor from the force of his hug. He'd forgotten how good it felt to have her in his arms. "I thought I told you to stay at home."

"Hmm, I know you did..." She pulled away, looking up at him with a smile. Even her five foot ten frame looked small next to his own of 6'4''. "But tomorrow just wasn't coming fast enough."

Randy sent a genuine smile her way, brushing strands of her strawberry blonde hair away from her face, before he cupped her cheeks in his hands. How could Ted and R Truth ever think that partying could top this?

"Tell me about it," He nodded, before he leaned forward and placed a long awaited kiss on her lips. "Come on, let's get out of here. I'm hoping you brought your car, otherwise we'll be waiting forever for a hire..." He spoke up with a smirk as he finally pulled away. He turned back to the conveyer belt, smiling as he noticed his case in reach. He quickly picked it up and turned back to her, holding out his hand.

"Hmm, of course I did, but don't think for one minute that I'm letting you drive," She grinned his way, and he chuckled lightly, shaking his head back and forth as she slipped her hand into his and he began to lead them towards the exit.

The journey back to Randy's house had been pleasant. He and Haley had spent the entire time talking, each of them filling in the other about what they'd missed. Apart from having to change the gear, Randy held on to her hand the entire time, his eyes never leaving her as he watched her concentrating on the road.

But as she pulled up into his all too familiar drive, the sky still pitch black, his happiness began to dampen. He watched as she turned off the ignition and pulled out the keys, but neither of them made a move. Instead she turned to look at him, her smile sad, and he knew what it was that was bothering her.

They had planned to spend Christmas Eve together, but Christmas Day, they had agreed to spend with their families. After that, Randy only had a few short days to be with her before he went back on the road, and many of those nights were going to be spent in their separate houses...

Unless... unless he did something about it.

For a few months now, he'd been trying to build up the courage to ask her this question. Of course, it wasn't the biggest one he could possibly ask her in a relationship. It wasn't like he was planning to ask her to marry him... even though he had every intention to, one day in the future.

But still, it wasn't every day Randy Orton asked a woman to move in with him.

"So..." Haley spoke up, trying to end the silence that had taken over them. Randy's eyes quickly found hers, and a smile appeared on his lips as he watched her looking his way intently. What was he doing? This was the girl he loved, the woman of his dreams. It shouldn't have been hard to ask her to move on to the next step.

"Would you like to come inside?" He asked, and he watched as that same, sad smile appeared on her lips.

"Umm, sure, for a little while."

"No, Haley. I don't just mean for a little while, or for one night anymore," He shook his head, reaching out and taking hold of her hand. "I've been thinking about this for a while, and I was hoping that maybe now is the perfect time to ask you... if you'd like to move in with me."

Randy watched on as so many emotions flittered across his girlfriends face, and he inwardly cringed, wondering if he'd made a mistake. She was looking at him with wide eyes, like she was terrified by what he'd just said. Maybe it was too early, maybe she wasn't as serious about their relationship as he'd thought...

"That's only if you want to, of course. I mean, it's okay if you don't. If you..."

"I'd love to, Randy."

The young man's sentence stopped dead as he took in Haley's words, and a slow smile began to creep across his lips as he realised what she'd said. She'd said yes. She really, truly wanted to live with him?

Nothing could top this feeling right now... and he couldn't possibly ask for a better Christmas present than to finally getting to live with the woman he loved.

"I love you so much," He shook his head, not being able to stop himself as he leaned over and kissed her gently.

"I love you too," She whispered against his lips, smiling happily his way.

"Hmm... shall we go home?" He smiled, his eyes turning towards the house. Haley's own grin widened as she nodded excitedly his way, and the pair of them quickly left the car before making their way up the path hand in hand, ready to spend their first night together in the home that now belonged to the both of them.

A/N: So, there you go, the first of six. Full of fluff, I know, but that's what Christmas is about! I hope you all enjoyed, and please don't forget to leave feedback. Up next is Mr Evan Bourne's chapter.