So after watching a great movie, The Vow, last night, I got inspired to try & write this story. Although its loosely based on the movie, it doesn't follow it entirely. Let me know if I should continue or trash it!

2004

A vow. It's a promise. Its a promise to the person you love that no matter what life throws your way, you will always be by their side- to love them, care for them and protect them. As Randy Orton watched his bride helplessly lay in her hospital bed, in a coma, that promise came to mind.

2004 started out great for Randy. He was at the top of his game in the WWE, aligning with Evolution and in August, winning his first Heavyweight Championship. It was that night he asked his girlfriend of one year, Alison, to be his wife.

Randy & Alison had what people called a once in a lifetime love. Before her, Randy wasn't interested in a platonic relationship and a major playboy. When she took a job in his regular gym in St. Louis, Randy knew he was in trouble.

She wasn't his typical type of girl he dated, but Randy knew he had to know her better. His "type" was tall and blonde, and being the life of the party never hurt either. Alison was about 5 feet 4 inches, about a foot shorter than him, with shoulder length dark hair, brown eyes and a sparkling smile. Alison was more reserved and shy, as her ideal night was a quiet night at home, watching a movie or even some type of board game with friends.

As Randy leaned back against his chair, he sighed. This isn't how he expected their first year of marriage to be like. After their Vegas wedding the night after his big win, he thought of nothing but success with the WWE and a long happy future with Alison. Sitting in her hospital room was certainly not in the cards.

It was only a week ago that the accident happened. It was 3 weeks before Christmas, and the WWE superstar was able to spend the time off at home before going back on the road at the new year. Randy's heavy eyes closed as he began to recall the memory...

Flashback

"So you never did tell me, what do you want for Christmas?" Randy asked as he & his bride of four months walked out of a local restaurant in High Ridge.

She giggled. "Babe, you don't have to get me anything," Alison said as she turned toward her husband.

Randy smirked as he kissed her forehead. "Now you know that isn't going to work," he said as he turned his attention toward the present snow. "Good grief. There was barely any snow on the ground when we went in. Where we in there that long?"

"I think its beautiful," she responded.

Once in the car, Randy started driving the usual route home. As they approached a stop sign, Alison smiled. "You know what I was thinking."

"What's that?" he asked, not driving on.

"I was thinking...that when you go out on the road after the New Year that I would go with you. And maybe...we can start talking about a family."

"Are you wanting to start trying?" Randy asked coyly, smiling.

Alison shrugged as she leaned over the center consil. "We could start trying, or we could practice trying," she giggled as Randy kissed her.

Without warning, a salt truck tried to stop but couldn't, and slammed right into the back of the Orton car. Alison, who had yet to put on her seat belt, went right through the winshield and landed face down on the front of the car. Randy, who did have his on, was thrust forward & back quickly and hit his head on the driver side window. His face was also cut by the flying glass.

He drifted in & out of consiousness as he and Alison were rushed into the ER and evaluated. He could barely hear the doctors and nurses talking, but as he gently turned his head, Randy's last memory was seeing Alison still and being rushed out of the room.

"Your wife has a serious head injury," the doctor explained to him the next morning as he sat in his hospital bed. "Alison has serious brain swelling, and we put her in a medically induced coma. So her body can calm down & relax, and allow the swelling to go down."

"Oh my God," Randy exclaimed as he threw his head back against the bed. "When will she wake up?"

"That I can't answer," the doctor said solemnly. "Its a matter of how she responds to the treatment and once we feel she is responding well, and the swelling has gone down, we'll begin to ween her off the medicine," she explained."

End Flashback

About a half hour later, Randy walked aimlessly down the hallway. He had to get some fresh air, but yet didn't want to go too far just in case something happened. As he was about to grab a bottle of water from the vending machine, he happened to notice his mother walking toward him.

"Hey mom, what are you doing here?" he asked as they quickly hugged.

"I wanted to see how Alison was. Any news?"

Randy grimmly shook his head. "No, no change. Mom, it's been a week. Surely, something would be happening by now!"

"Alison had a traumatic brain injury. It takes time for these things to heal," she said, trying to sound comforting as possible.

Meanwhile, Alison groaned as she began to flutter her eyes open. Her first focus was to her doctor, who softly smiled.

"Hello," Dr. Reynolds stated. "It's good to see you awake."

"W-What happened?"

"You were in a car accident and suffered a brain injury. How do you feel?"

"My head hurts," Alison replied, lightly rubbing her head.

Dr. Reynolds nodded. "That is normal. I will go get you something," she said as she walked out the door.

The doctor's first thought was to find Randy. Luckily, she didn't have to look far as he was instantly spotted in the middle of the hallway. "Randy," she called.

He said good bye to his mom and jogged toward the woman. "What is it? Is Alison ok?"

"She just woke up," Dr. Reynolds said, smiling.

Not saying anything, Randy sped walked into the room across the hall. There she was, staring at the ceiling but awake. He had missed her deep brown eyes. "H-Hey," he finally choked out.

Alison looked toward him, and slightly frowned as the man moved closer. "How are you feeling?" he asked as he tried to hold her hand. Randy was taken aback when she pulled away.

"Who are you?" she asked as Dr. Reynolds walked back in. "Are...are you another doctor?"