A/N: This is my third fanfic. I hope you all like it. I own no WWE stars. I only own Rebecca Sullivan, Tabatha Sullivan, Derek Crane, Justin Sullivan, and any other future OC's there may be.

Chapter 1

Rebecca Sullivan was sitting on the couch in her three bedroom apartment that she had been sharing with her older sister, Tabatha, for about two years now. After the death of their father Taby had decided that they should move out of their house. Becca never understood why seeing as how the house was paid off, but Taby had insisted they move. Her excuse was that they needed another room for Justin, Becca's now two year old son, but she could see that there was something else going on. Since Becca trusted her older sister more than anyone she decided to just go and never asked Taby any further about her reasons.

Today was Becca's day off and she was spending it with Justin. Taby was in school still, but she would be getting home any minute now.

"Mommy, we play ball?" Justin asked staring up at her with his innocent little eyes that she could never say no to.

"Sure baby." She answered with a smile.

Just as Becca began getting Justin into his coat she heard her cell going off. She grabbed it out of her pocket without checking the caller ID and answered it.

"Hello?"

"When am I going to see my son?" That familiar malicious voice asked her.

"Um lemme think about that…" She said sarcastically. "How about never!"

"You whore! You can't keep me from seeing my son!" He roared.

"Fuck you, Derek!"

"I already did, remember? That's how we got Derek Jr."

"His name is Justin and you will never see him!"

"Oh I will. Trust me. I will get him and make it so you will never see him. I'll do the same thing to you that you're doing to me." He answered evilly and hung up right after.

Becca stared at the phone and her eyes were brimming with tears that she would not allow to fall in front of her son. She was soon snapped out of her thoughts when she heard Justin say something. She blinked the tears away furiously and looked down at him.

"What was that, sweetie?" She asked.

"Mommy we go play now?"

"Yeah we go play now." She smiled and answered him. She led him out the door and they walked to the local park.

"So is your family coming to Survivor Series?" Randy Orton asked his best friend John Cena while they were on the plane to the next city RAW would be in; Houston, Texas.

"Yeah." John answered.

"Is Amanda coming too?"

John smiled. "She sure is. Man, I can't wait to see her. It's been like a month now since we last saw each other."

"And lord knows you need to get laid. You've been acting like you had a stick shoved up your ass for the last month. For a minute there I actually thought you were PMSing." Randy laughed.

John rolled his eyes. "I can't help it if I miss her."

"I just don't understand how you refuse all those women who throw themselves at you. It's not like Amanda will ever know."

"You would understand if you had a girlfriend." John replied.

Randy laughed. "Yeah right! Randy Orton with one woman. That's a funny thought."

John laughed too. "You're right. You can't keep one woman even if your life depended on it."

"If I wanted to I could, but there's really no point in it. If a different chick wants me every night then who am I to deny her that pleasure?" Randy said cockily.

John laughed at his friend. "You are so full of yourself sometimes. I bet you that you couldn't last a week with just one chick."

"Like I said if I wanted to I could, but I prefer the different pleasures that each one of those groupies can offer me. It would be boring with just one girl all the time."

"I'm serious. I bet you couldn't do it."

Randy laughed. "You wanna put money on my love life…or lack thereof for that matter?"

"Yeah. It should be funny to see."

Randy thought about it for a minute. "I dunno."

"Scared?" John teased.

Randy scoffed. "I'm not scared. I just don't know if I want to limit my penis to one woman."

"Nice, Randy, real nice."

Randy shrugged. "What? I'm serious."

"I know." John answered. "So are you gonna do it?

"How much are we putting on this?" Randy asked.

John smirked. "We aren't putting any money on it."

Randy looked at him confused. "I thought you wanted to—"

"Oh there's gonna be a bet, but there are gonna be stipulations other than money."

"Why?"

"Because I have money. This is just for my amusement to see if you can do this."

"Ok, then. What are the terms?"

"If I win then you have to…go up to Stephanie McMahon and kiss her." John smirked.

"You won't win." Randy said thinking that he had no choice but to win now, because if he lost then he would have to kiss the boss' daughter, not to mention his friend's wife.

"Sure I won't." John said rolling his eyes.

Randy smiled. "And if I win…you have to sleep with another woman."

"Are you fucking kidding me? I can't cheat on Amanda."

"So you think you're gonna lose? Smart boy, John."

"I never said that—"

"Then what's the problem? If you think you're gonna win, why not agree to this? You're the one who wanted to do this in the first place." Randy said arrogantly.

"Fine. But know that you will lose."

"Mhmm, sure I will." Randy rolled his eyes. "Now, when do we start?"

"As soon as this plane lands you gotta start lookin'. Once you find someone you gotta be with them and no one else for seven days."

"But we aren't in more than one city for seven days…the most we're gonna be in Houston is three."

"Well, it looks like I already won, now don't it?" John said smugly.

"No. I'll figure it out." Randy replied.

They finally arrived at the airport and got off the plane. Randy and John grabbed their bags and headed to their hotel.

A/N: So that was chapter one. Please tell me what you think of my new story by reviewing it. Thanks guys:)