**THANK YOU for checking this out. I do not own any of the WWE superstars that are referenced, and Miranda is all mine. I do not follow timelines perfectly, please bear with me. Again, thank you for reading this and PLEASE read and review!**

"Dude, do you wanna go to dinner with John and I," Brock asked. "We're going to go and catch up."

Randy smiled, "Sure. Let me get changed."

A few minutes later Randy emerged with nice clothes on just like the rest of the guys. "Alright, let's go."

And the four of them headed out. They decided to go to a very nice steakhouse in downtown St. Louis. Now that most of them weren't big partiers anymore, they liked to have a nice dinner after Raw.

They were seated and got busy talking. Randy happened to notice the hostess seating a couple. When he looked, he saw that the couple was a nice dressed guy and his ex-wife Miranda.

Miranda had been the love of his life. But because of the drinking and the drugs and his cheating, he wound up losing her to a painful divorce. Now he was straightened out and sober, but he had lost track of her. And here she was, on a date with some guy.

"Guys, look it's Miranda." He said quietly.

They took turns looking, trying to not be too obvious. They all knew it was her. They also knew that Randy had never forgiven himself for ruining his marriage. She was the only woman he had ever truly loved.

"Randy, I'm sorry." John said cautiously. He knew just how much losing Miranda devastated him. Granted it did finally scare him sober, but it still messed Randy up.

Brock grinned, "Want me to drag him out of here and fuck him up real bad?"

Randy laughed, "Nah…but I'm gonna talk to her. She always goes to the bathroom after ordering an appetizer. Just like clockwork."

Sure enough, shortly thereafter, she excused herself and headed to the bathroom. Randy quickly got up and headed outside of the ladies' room.

When she walked out, in a very low tone he said, "Hi Carebear."

Miranda jumped and turned to face him, but she couldn't hide herself blushing a bit. "Nobody calls me that anymore. What are you doing here?"

"We're in town for a show. What are you doing here with that guy?" Randy asked as he took a step closer to her. "Man, you look great."

Miranda stood there in total shock. Randy's looks had changed so much. The last time she had seen him was at their divorce hearing. He had hair back then and his face still looked babyish. Now he had a chiseled look to his face, and he was bald. He was wearing a black sport coat over a white button-down shirt with black slacks. "Thanks. You look good too."

"Does he mean anything to you?" Randy asked.

"I don't think that's any of your concern." Miranda replied sternly. "And I have to get back to him."

"Can I at least get your number? I wanna talk and catch up sometime." Randy said softly.

"I don't think that's a good idea." Miranda said shaking her head. "I've gotta go."

Randy reached out and lightly grabbed her by the arm, "Look. I know we parted on bad terms. But I'm cleaned up now. No drugs, I only drink on occasion and I quit smoking. I'm not the guy I turned into. Please, have dinner with me…just once."

"Wow, that's really great Randy. I'm proud of you. But, I can't." Miranda replied. "It was good seeing you." And she began to walk away.

"Carebear…please. I know I screwed up. Just please, one dinner. Hear me out. I want to know what you've been up to." Randy said sincerely. The look on his face was absolutely heartbreaking.

Miranda shook her head, "Randy. I'm sorry. I've been seeing Christopher for awhile now. I can't just drop everything because you are in town for a day."

Randy reached out and took her hand, "Miranda Caroline Orton, I still love you. I've never stopped. I know that I ruined everything but you were my best friend. You were there for me and believed in me when no one else did. Now please Ran….one dinner with me?"

Miranda looked at him with tears in her eyes, "It's Miranda Caroline Jewell now. And you don't know what I went through after our divorce. I have to go. It was really good seeing you." And she turned to walk away.

Randy watched her walk back over to her table and sit down. She dabbed at her eyes with a napkin when her date wasn't watching. He shook his head and walked back to his table with the guys.

"Well…did you get a number?" Brock asked. "Or should I go beat the hell out of him?"

John took one look at Randy's face. "Is that her new guy?"

Randy nodded.

"If you really want her to give you a shot, and you really want to be back in her life, you're just going to have to not give up and show her you're serious. You worked really hard to get your life back on track. Here's your chance to show her." John replied.

Brock nodded, "Yeah, John's right."

Randy thought about it. "Well, this proves she still lives in St. Louis. Maybe my mom will know how to find her and I can show up and prove to her that I mean it."

"Good call." John replied with a smile.

"And, I'm going to show her that I'm dead serious about this. I want her back in my life." Randy said seriously.

The food arrived at their table and the guys began to eat. They talked about what's been going on with each of them. Brock was retiring from the UFC and John was busy preparing to take on the Rock at WrestleMania. Randy tried, but he could only stare across the restaurant at his ex-wife, the love of his life, having dinner with another guy.