Title: A Life within the Ropes

Author's notes: My first fic and I hope it does really well. Thanks for reading! and Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own anyone, they own themselves.

As she sat down on the blue chair in the WWE Corporate Office she couldn't help but watch the young man who was only six months older than her joke around with his friends. She thought he seemed more relaxed and comfortable with the roster compared to the first few months of his career. He was shy and quiet back then. He always came to work early to help set things up backstage and left the arena late to help the guys clear the ring up. It wasn't his job but he offered to help, being the new guy and not very liked by the other more experienced guys. Other guys like Triple H, Kurt Angle, Shawn Michaels, and wrestlers as successful as them thought he had what it took to be the next Rock or Triple H but a lot of the low carders and mid carders thought differently of him at the start. His father, grandfather, and uncle were wrestlers and having a family full of wrestlers helped him get a contract. They thought that that was the only reason he was in the WWE. They thought he didn't have talent and passion for wrestling. Over time he proved them wrong. He was inexperienced in performing but the amateur wrestling and training in OVW helped him learn things quickly and easily. He was always determined to pass all the challenges placed in front of him and he was a silent power no one knew until he broke out of his shell. His wrestling ability impressed a lot backstage but what made him fit in with the rest of the guys was his personality. He was a sweet guy who had a lot of funny jokes and stories to tell. For such a young guy he had so many experiences and everyone just wanted to know his stories. A lot of guys who didn't like him before became his friends. Still, some of them stayed jealous and hated him for everything he was. Even if he was a mid carder at that time he astounded the main eventers and business men with his knowledge of wrestling which he inherited from his family. He had problems he went through to get where he is now. He was injury prone for his first year and that caused a lot of assumptions that he was weak. But after joining Legends like Triple H and Ric Flair and a young guy like himself, Batista, Randy Orton's bad luck ended and his journey to becoming a living legend began.

"It's bad to stare, Stacy," Trish said waving her hand in front of Stacy Keibler's face. She sat down on the empty chair to her right. Stacy's boyfriend, Andrew Martin, who played Test on TV sat to her left and was busy talking to his friends, Stevie, Scott, and Mark (Henry). "Sorry, Trish, I just had this flashback." She replied. Trish looked towards the direction of Randy who was sitting in the 3rd row for the assembly Mr. McMahon asked the roster to attend. "You shouldn't apologize to me. You should apologize to him." Trish pointed. Stacy shrugged and Trish poked her on her rib. "Ouch, you didn't have to do that! You know I can't talk to him. I'm gutless, remember?" Stacy whispered hoping Andrew wouldn't hear the last sentence. Trish moved around in her seat as Stacy watched Randy laugh with John and Dave. "Hey, baby, what do you say we play hooky and blow this meeting?" Andrew said turning his head towards Stacy. "Drew, Vince will know. Plus he's going to announce where we'll be going for Wrestlemania week." Andrew looked at Stacy with a disgusted look on his face. "You're no fun! Come on Stace," Andrew exclaimed standing up. The door opened and Vince McMahon walked in with the board of directors. "Drew, who's no fun," Vince said. "Uh, sir, it was just a joke," Andrew lied and sat back down. It was twenty minutes past nine in the morning and Vince was in the middle of his announcement when the entire room was filled with whispers. Vince was announcing the events some wrestlers participating in WM will go to in order to promote WMXX. "We have four tickets to a New York KNICKS game tomorrow night and the board and I have decided that the courtside seats will be given to Evolution." The room was filled with whispers. Some saying "They are so lucky," or "I wish I was them," or "Obviously Paul and Vince are tight, I should have seen that coming," Stacy watched Randy slump on his seat probably embarrassed that he had two cool events to got to already, a horse race and a basketball game. Vince told the room to quiet down and then he spoke to the board who were saying numbers like six and two. Vince went back up the platform and stroked his chin. "It turns out we have six tickets and we need two more people from RAW who are in the card for WM." Vince added. One of the board of directors said that it was only Stacy Keibler and Jackie Gayda who weren't going anywhere. "That settles it then, Paul, Ric, Dave, Randy, Stacy, and Jackie, you, six, will watch the game." Vince confirmed as a smile went across Stacy and Randy's face. Stacy wasn't much of a basketball fan but the idea of her going to an event with Randy made her so excited and happy. Randy, a big NBA fan, was on cloud nine after finding out he was going to watch a basketball game with three of his closest friends and two beautiful women, one whom he particularly found really beautiful.

Andrew and Stacy arrived at the hotel and the ride home was pretty quiet because Andrew seemed a little upset. "Andrew, why are you so quiet?" Stacy asked pulling of her black stiletto boots. "Nothing," Stacy didn't believe what Andrew had said. She went behind her boyfriend and massaged his upper back but he walked away. "What is your problem? I know you're stressing about something." Andrew went into the small kitchen of the hotel suite and came out with a beer. "It's your event," Drew said softly. "Hun, what about it," Stacy asked a little confused. Drew took a big gulp from his beer and began to speak but was cut short by a phone call in Stacy's cell. "Wait baby," Stacy said and then picking up her phone. "Hello who's this?" she said since she didn't have that number in her phonebook. "Hey, Stacy, this is Randy," Randy replied on the other line. Stacy was a little surprised that Randy had called and that caused her to smile and get a little thrilled. She turned around so that Andrew wouldn't see her. "How'd you get my number?" She asked almost jumping on the marble floor of the suite. "I asked around. Anyway, Stacy, Paul told me to tell you that tomorrow night we can pick you and Jackie up for the game, is that cool?" Randy said his deep voice locked in Stacy's mind. "Sure, I'll tell Jackie. What time will you come by?" Stacy asked closing her fist really hard to keep her from screaming. "Around 6:30, anyways, we're all at the same hotel so I guess I'll just come by your room. What's your room number?" He asked. "518, our room number is 518." Stacy replied more than excited for tomorrow night. "Isn't that just sweet, I'm room 618, I think that's right above yours. Okay, I'll pass by tomorrow and if it's possible can you wear those nice boots you wore today. You look breathtaking in those," Randy said before Stacy almost thought she would faint. "Uh, yeah, sure, thanks a lot, Randy," Stacy said causing Andrew to turn his head at the name "Randy". They said their goodbyes and when Stacy turned her head with a huge smile on her face her boyfriend Andrew looked more than fuming mad. "What the fking hell do you think you're doing talking to that jerk?" Andrew roared. Stacy's smile disappeared from her pretty face and she began to worry. Andrew's a violent guy and if he didn't like something he'd pour his anger all over people. "Drew, he was just asking me if it was okay that they'd bring Jackie and me to the game." Stacy explained. "Shut up, I'm not allowing you to go to that damn game, especially not with daddy's boy." Stacy was on the threshold of tears which made Andrew outraged. "I have to go or Vince might get mad at me," Stacy said tears falling from her eyes. Andrew's anger soared higher and higher that he threw his beer bottle on the wall. "Fine, I don't want you to lose your crappy job but I'm taking you there and I'm taking you back. You got that!" Andrew said taking Stacy's arm. Stacy's cheeks were flushing red and her eyes spilled tears of emotional pain. She loved Andrew but at the same time she hated him. "I can't Paul said," Stacy replied trying to pull away from Andrews grip. "Fk Paul, that SOB is just kissing up to Vince, I'm taking you whether you like it or not." Andrew said letting go of Stacy's arm and now grabbing Stacy by her hair. Stacy screamed in pain but her mouth was covered by Andrew's hand.

"So, you finally spoke to her in an actual conversation and not just a "hi how're you doing," that's amazing, man," John said as Randy drove the Ford SUV. "Yup, and I told her she looked breathtaking in her boots." Randy said as they turned a corner. "Yeah, she looked hot in those," John said fumbling through the stuff in the rented car. "I saw that smile of yours when Vinnie said Stacy was coming with you guys," John teased as he opened a pack of gum and dropped the remaining two pieces in his mouth. "John, I don't want to sound gay but that's repulsive. What if someone placed that in their mouth and spat it back in," Randy informed as John opened the window and spat the chewed piece of gum outside. "How the hell would you know that?" John asked gulping down the water from his bottle. "I did it once to Nathan, it was Halloween and I was twelve and he was six or five. I know he was young but believe me he was far from innocent. That punk stole three Snickers, a pack of M&Ms, and a push pop. Being the big bully brother I decided to take his opened pack of gum and I placed it in my mouth and placed it back. I also took his M&Ms, Twix, Blow Pop, and thirteen other assorted candies. Nathan chewed the gum and said that it was wet and the paper from the packaging stuck to it. I laughed my ass off but I never told him. John looked at Randy disgusted but let out a laugh after a few seconds. "Man, you are a bad, bad, bad brother," John said taking a deep breath.

"What should I wear?" Randy thought to himself as he looked through the dresser. "What the hell, I never care about what I'm wearing." Randy thought taking out a grey long sleeved shirt, black pants, and his Oxfords. He finished off with his leather jacket and fixed his hair and put on some Obsession. He walked outside flipping his phone open and checking for messages only from John and his dad. John sent him a message which said: "Dude, you have scored! Now all you have to do is win the game with five fouls or less and do your dunks and three points to impress and then baby you will win the lady and if you laugh at this stupid rap you must be crazy. Dude, I'm losing my touch, help me out as soon as you get back from cloud nine." Randy thought that the short rap could have used some work and it probably wasn't him who was crazy it was probably John. His dad sent him a message to remind him that they were coming on Friday night to watch him for his debut in WM.

The elevator landed on the fifth floor and Randy came out looking for room 518. He knocked on the door and it was answered by someone Randy didn't like as much as he didn't like him. "Hey Randy-O, what the hell are you doing here?" Andrew said disrespectfully. "I'm here to pick up Stacy," Randy replied searching the messy suite from outside where Andrew blocked the door with one arm and the other with his sixth beer bottle. "No, you're not, daddy's little baby boy, I'm taking her," Andrew said in a drunken voice. "I don't think you can drive," Randy replied. "Was it Vince's idea for you to bring Stacy? No, I don't think so," Andrew said as he lost his balance and his knee bent. Randy took out his cell phone and called Vince. He talked to Vince about letting Stacy and Jackie ride with them and confirming it by letting Andrew listen to what Vince said. Andrew was surprised to hear Vince on the other line and he was even more shocked after hearing that it was Vince's decision. "Drew, who's at the door," Stacy said running to the living room only in her underwear as she fastened an earring. Randy's mouth dropped open and Andrew unblocked the way in. "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry, Randy," Stacy said as she ran back inside. It wasn't like Randy never saw Stacy almost naked. She's a WWE diva and obviously she's been on magazines but to see her there in live and living color was totally different for Randy. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" Drew asked Randy. Randy was suddenly surprised at Drew's rude question. "What," he replied annoyed by how Andrew was acting. "I'm talking about you staring at my property, asshole," Andrew said lazily pointing his index finger directly in front of Randy's face. Randy shoved his finger aside and stepped in the messy dark room. They were at the same hotel but their rooms were completely different, especially since his room was pretty much untouched. "Who invited you in," Andrew said stepping in front of the other wrestler. "It's not like your on your first date with Stacy and you have to meet the folks." Randy gave Andrew an insulting look and Drew took it the wrong way. He shoved Randy which caused him to lose his footing. Randy knew it was best to ignore him and just calm down even if this jerk was getting on his nerves. Stacy walked out in a more modest appearance but she still looked great in Randy's eyes. "Hey, you look great," Randy said getting up from the couch. Andrew took a sip from his beer and stepped forward, "I'm not taking you to the game, Vince said so," Randy stepped in between the two and faced Stacy, "I'm taking you," and a smile crept up on her face.

"So, Stacy, have you ever seen the NBA?" Randy asked walking out of the room. They walked toward the elevator while they talked about basketball. Stacy wasn't exactly a basketball fan but she was more of a football fan being an ex-Baltimore Ravens cheerleader. "I guess I've been really busy to watch basketball. I watched one live game when my dad and I went to Chicago. We watched Michael Jordan in one of his first games. All I remember was that it was so amazing." Stacy told Randy. They walked out of the elevator into the lobby where Paul, Dave, Ric, and Jackie were waiting. They stepped into Paul's white limousine. It was your typical limo with two seats which could accommodate three people each. It had a fridge, TV, and a big space in between the two seats. The three older guys stepped in first occupying the seat behind the driver Randy stepped in next followed by Stacy then Jackie.

"Hey, ladies, is it okay if after the game we go out to dinner?" Paul asked as both Jackie and Stacy nodded. "But we have to go back to the hotel because Stephanie and Dave's wife, Angie, is coming with us. Three of you will have to transfer cars though." Paul finished talking to Randy, Stacy, and Jackie. "So are we taking a limo later?" Jackie asked as she twirled her hair. Ric found her amusing as he laughed quietly. "No, you guys are coming with me. I'll be driving my Ferrari, and trust me, its way faster than this limo." Randy said raising his eyebrows at Paul. "Shut up, man, this thing cost me a hundred grand," Paul replied at Randy's comment. The ride to the Garden was ten minutes long but the guys were able to make it seem shorter by exchanging really entertaining stories that made them all laugh. They stepped out of the limo and watched the game up close in courtside seats. After the game the flashes of the cameras began blinding their eyes as hundreds of pictures were taken.

During the ride back to the hotel Jackie and Ric seemed to be getting along a lot. Jackie was really superficial and even if Stacy and she were partners Stacy didn't really like her. Jackie admired Ric's platinum and diamond cufflinks as she sat on his lap. Even if Ric was fifty plus he was still a player. They stepped out of the limo and met up with Stephanie McMahon, Paul's wife, and Angie, a tall and pretty brunette. "Hey guys, you don't mind if Jackie comes with us in the limo?" The sixteen time champion asked. "Fine, if y'all want to miss out in 120 kilometers per hour, then so be it." Randy said taking Stacy's hand surprising her. "Come on Stacy," He said as they walked toward his blue Ferrari. Stacy held Randy's hand still so happy that they were spending such an incredible evening together. She was nervous at first to hold his hand but she managed.

He opened the door for Stacy and she felt it was so sweet for him to do that. "So Stacy, I guess you'll be the only one who'll be experiencing the fastest ride of your life." Randy said cockily. Stacy laughed at his joke and added that she has ridden airplanes and that they were really fast. "Ha, very funny," He replied turning the ignition on and going to 60 miles per hour in less than five seconds. Both of their bodies pushed back to their seats as they passed by other cars finally passing by Paul's limo. "Hey, isn't that Randy?" Stephanie asked looking outside. Paul shrugged then smile knowing that Randy was trying to impress Stacy. Randy stopped the car in front of a classy restaurant and they unbuckled the seatbelts that saved them from slamming into the windshield after Randy hit the brakes from going at a blazing speed. "I guess you'll always have something to turn to if ever wrestling doesn't work out," Stacy said as she fumbled with the seatbelt. "What do you mean?" He asked bending his upper body to help Stacy with the seatbelt situation. Stacy let go of the metal part as Randy unbuckled it for her. His upper body lay inches from her lap as his shirt went inches up revealing a part of his bare lower back. "What," Randy asked again getting up and snapping Stacy out from her trance. "Oh, I mean that if wrestling doesn't work out you can always go to NASCAR or Formula one or something," She joked about Randy's driving skills. He paused for a moment and let out a giggle. "Wow, I can't believe it, Stacy made a joke," He teased opening the car door. He ran around the car to open it for Stacy. He was being such a gentleman despite the teasing. "Seriously," Stacy said as she stepped out of the car. He closed the door for her as she placed her scarf around her neck. "That was the fastest ride of my life," She said softly before she walked past him towards the entrance. He felt taken by her remark that he stood there for about three seconds until he realized where he was. He ran after her and stepped beside her. "So, you really think so?" He asked turning his head towards her. "Well, except for the airplane, yes." She replied with a smile on her face as she walked in. Randy who was a step behind closed his right fist and as if hitting something in the air, he thought to himself, "Score," They took a table with eight seats and waited for about two minutes until the rest of them arrived.

"You could've killed her," was the first thing Stephanie said as she sat beside Stacy who sat beside Randy too. "Hun, you can't blame Randy for trying to impress a girl," Paul said taking the last seat on the side facing the view. Both Randy and Stacy blushed at what Paul said. Paul knew about Randy liking Stacy and he often taunted him about it. Stacy on the other hand felt conscious after hearing that Randy was trying to impress her. "Shut up," Randy told Paul while Paul stuck his tongue out. "You two are acting like such kids," Stephanie commented catching Paul's attention. "But I am a kid," Randy said sticking his tongue out to Paul this time. "Maybe you should have checked how old Paul was before you got married cause it seems like we have a ten-year old sitting beside you," Randy finished as all of them laughed except for Paul who wasn't really offended by the joke. They ordered their food and talked about wrestling, wrestlers, and other funny stories. Dave and Angie talked about their baby girls which lead to everyone looking at Paul and Stephanie. "When are you two having kids?" Stacy asked politely. "Oh, great, here we go again," Paul said leaning back on his chair and closing his eyes. Stephanie slapped him on the chest which brought her husband back to reality. "Soon, we're just doing so much traveling now and-"Stephanie said before she was interrupted by Ric, "Stop the excuses and start the baby making!"

They left the restaurant full and still laughing about all the funny stories and all of Ric's comments in between. The others rode in the limo while Randy and Stacy rode back to the hotel in his Ferrari. He opened the door for her again as she stepped out in front of Randy. "Thanks for the ride," She said offering her hand to shake but instead Randy gave her a nice friendly hug. After the hug she looked down on the floor but Randy's hands lifted her chin, "You shouldn't hide your face like that, it's too beautiful to put out of sight." He said sweetly. Stacy had nothing to say in reply from his sweet compliment so instead she gave him a quick kiss on his cheek. She walked away as Randy stared at her. "Hey, Stacy, I'm glad you wore the boots," He said snapping out of his gaze. She smiled back at him and he did too not knowing a pair of angry eyes were looking at them.

"So, what happened?" John said sitting beside Randy in the hotel club. The two friends were at the bar in the club drinking beer. "What do you mean what happened?" Randy asked trying to hide that something happened. "Well let's see, I ran into Dave a while ago and he told me you two went into your ride after Steph and Angie rode in Paul's ride," He said finishing what was left of his Budweiser. "Fine, Jackie was supposed to ride with us but Ric wanted her to stay so it was only the two of us and I swear, John, nothing happened," Randy answered as the bartender brought them two new bottles of beer each. "You're leaving something out," John said as his eyes widened. Randy gave John a confused look but John only kept smiling. He cocked his head to the side, "Dude, the driving to impress part," John reminded. "Paul just said I was trying to impress her and he's right I was but nothing, and I swear, nothing happened." Randy said getting irritated by John's annoying behavior. "Chill, man," John said turning his head to the dance floor for about five seconds until quickly turning back and asking me the same question again. He was getting pretty annoying so Randy decided to tell the truth. "Fine, she told me that it was the fastest ride of her life, she complimented me on my driving," Randy said with a cocky smirk on his face. "Well you are a pretty mad driver," John agreed but still waiting for some more details. "Well, after dinner and the ride home we hugged and she kissed me on the cheek," Randy said turning his upper body around so John wouldn't see the smile on his face. "Hey, you're smiling, that was so sweet. Oh yeah, did she wear the boots?" John asked impatiently. "Oh yeah, she wore them," He said cockily. "Score," John said aloud as they both gave each other a high five. Randy rested his elbows on the bar counter and stared at a neon heart that hung beside an oversized Budweiser bottle cap. "And I told her she was beautiful," He said softly as if he was in love. John's mouth opened and he started hitting the back of Randy's shoulders. "Dude, you are so in, I don't freaking know," John tried to say hearing what Randy said. Randy turned around facing the door when it opened and Stacy Keibler stepped in.

"Where were you?" Andrew said as Stacy opened the door to the room where Drew was sitting on the couch with a beer in his hand. "The game," She replied dropping her bag on top of the dresser. "Don't lie to me Stacy!" Drew shot up. "I came from the game, I swear," Stacy replied scared. "No you weren't" He whispered to himself and then threw the beer bottle on the floor. "I went out to dinner with the guys, their wives and Jackie, afterwards." She replied on the verge of breaking into tears. "Then explain to me why the hell you were driving around with that poor excuse of a wrestler, Randy Orton!" He roared. She covered her ears and started crying. "Stop crying, you idiot!" He yelled taking her by her arms and pushing her against the door. "We ran out of room in the car and they wanted to stay with their wives and Ric wanted to be with Jackie so I rode in Randy's car." she said in between sobs. "Then why don't you fking explain to me why you hugged and kissed him. What the hell were you doing? I'm your fking boyfriend!" He roared. "I was only thanking him for the ride home so I hugged him." Stacy explained. "What about the kiss?" Andrew asked. "It was only on the cheek because he said I was beautiful," Stacy replied "You know what Stace, just leave." Andrew said turning around as Stacy knew he was getting violent. Stacy said taking her bag and walking outside tears falling on the face Randy called beautiful.

Stacy had nowhere to go except the club. She decided she'd drown her misery in alcohol but she never knew he was going to be there. "Randy," she said as both Randy and John approached her. "Have you been crying?" Randy asked noticing the mascara streaks on her face. He held her face and stroked the mascara streak. She looked up at him meeting the bright blue eyes that belonged to the most gorgeous man on earth. John walked away deciding not to destroy the moment for the two. He bumped into a red-headed woman who recognized him as the rapper guy in UPN.

Randy and Stacy walked towards the bar as Stacy tried to wipe the marks on her face. She excused herself to go to the bathroom and came back out with a clean face. "Are you alright?" He asked leaning forward till their faces were merely inches apart. Stacy had stopped crying but was still terrified by Andrew's actions. "I'm fine," She replied moving her face away from his. "Why were you crying?" Randy asked with a look of concern on his face. "Just some stuff from back home," She lied ordering a Margarita. Randy got another beer, "What stuff from home?" Stacy took a sip from her drink and thought quickly. She couldn't tell him about Andrew. If she did tell him the rest of the roster would find out and Andrew would be a main target by all of the big boys. He could be fired and that would leave him upset blaming it on her. She was scared of him and even if she didn't love him she knew that he loved her and was only trying to protect her. "Just, an old classmate of mine died." She lied. "That's pretty sad, if you want to be alone I could leave," Randy said getting up and pointing to another place. "No, I'm fine," She replied as Randy sat back down. "Are you okay with dancing?" He asked with a smile on her face. Stacy's face lit up and she nodded. They walked hand in hand to the dance floor where they spotted John and a few other wrestlers. What they didn't know was that Andrew came in the club to crash their little party. It was a fast song and they danced like crazy, dancing really close. Stacy moved her hips to every beat as Randy watched her cute ass he had some moves that made an impression on her. Andrew looked around the club knowing that Stacy was here somewhere. The DJ took a break and they played a slow song. A lot of the dancers took a break until there were only about ten couples left on the dance floor including Stacy and Randy. Andrew immediately saw Stacy with him but planned his attack later.

Stacy wrapped her arms around Randy's neck while his hands were on her waist. She leaned on his hard chest feeling his breath on her hair she looked up to gaze at his beautiful blue eyes as he fixed his eyes on her deep brown eyes. He leaned in forward to kiss her when a hard blow hit him on the side of the head. Stacy screamed and everyone watched. John let go of the red head and came to the aid of his best friend. Some of the other wrestlers ran to help Randy, who was knocked out and unconscious. Stacy who was looking down at Randy looked up to see Andrew with an evil smirk on his face. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her outside the last thing she was hearing was the voice of John saying, "Somebody call 911, somebody call 911!"

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