What Lies Beneath

Summary: Angela Delvecchio and Randy Orton had a happily married life together and memories that could speak wonders. On one unfaithful night in November, everything goes wrong and changes for the worst in Angela's life. Randy dies in a car crash. Not only does this bring up unsolved mysteries between the two but days later text messages from Randy`s phone reach Angel`s. Mysterious things begin happening, almost supernatural…Signs of life after death become apparent. What will Amy Dumas and Trish Stratus do to help their best friend in need? How will they find the killer and where does the WWE Champ come into play? There are four of them - could one of them be the killer?

Characters: Angela O/C, Trish Stratus, Amy Dumas, John Cena, and Randy Orton.

Disclaimer: I do not own any WWE Superstars/Divas, I only own Angela!

Make It Through the Rain

(Authors Note: For full effect on this chapter, Listen to Mariah Carey`s Song "Through the Rain).

"Mrs. Orton, I'm sorry we did everything we could for him," the doctor paused looking up into the red eyes of the dark haired wife "-unfortunately he didn't survive the accident."

The trio which sat behind the wife in the waiting room seats, immediately jumped up at that comment, running to her side. Gasps and voices filled with shock came from every which way of her ears. She drowned out the noises, letting heavy tears slide down her cheeks. She felt her throat close, her heart stop beating, she felt like a ton of bricks had just hit her. Her emotions were clear in her terrified gaze.

She slowly started backing away from the doctor, the touch of a friends gently hand held her shoulder. She shook off the hand, looked around at the 3 people surrounding her, she couldn't take it anymore. She ran.

Angela`s POV:

I tightened my trench coat tighter over my small frame as I ran out of the hospital. I ran outside into the pouring rain and freezing wind. The tears which stained my cheeks became frozen there, but this didn't stop new tears from reappearing time after time. My world had just been turned upside down, crushed, crumbled. I felt like I had nothing to live for anymore, without him, my life was nothing. Empty.

I kept running down every street I was able to see, the hard drop of rain hitting me like ice, soaking me wet. I didn't care; all I cared about was him. I wanted him back. I stopped running, reaching a nearby park. My lungs were sore and frozen from the cold night air. My heart was beating faster than I could ever imagine. I looked up into the night sky, rain drops falling on my face, I took in a deep breath and let out the loudest scream I could. I collapsed, crying, falling onto my knees. My clothes sticking to my body, wet from the rain. I cried and screamed louder "WHY!" I took a deep breath screaming again "WHY GOD!" I screamed up into the sky as if god could hear me, as if I was questioned his methods. Normally I knew everything happened for a reason, God always did something for a reason, - but taking away my husband, there wasn't a good enough reason for that.

POV OFF:

"When you get caught in the rain
With nowhere to run
When you're distraught and in pain
Without anyone"

She slammed her trunk closed, finished pilling the last of her shopping bags into her Chevy Camaro. Pushing back her pin strait hair away from her face, she soon heard the roar of a motorcycle coming her way. She placed her hands on her hips, looking out into the distance, watching as a black Harley Davidson, pulled up taking the parking spot right next to her.

She let a small smirk play on her lips, she always had a thing for bikes and sports cars, if you really got to know her, she`d seem like just one of the guys. She leaned against the trunk of her car waiting for the young stranger to remove his helmet, and boy when he did…she felt her heart stop. He was gorgeous. She almost had to do a double take, for a second it looked like Randy Orton. She shook the thought from her head; she had to be dreaming right now. However this was far from a dream, it was the Viper, Randy Orton in the flesh.

Lost in her own thoughts about the handsome WWE Superstar, she didn't realize she had been staring for awhile. Her eyes met his, a small smirk appearing on his lips. She blushed slightly, looking away from him. However that didn't stop her from opening her mouth "Nice Bike." She commented to the superstar.

Randy smirked, this girl had been eyeing him ever since he stopped right near her in the parking spot, he could sense her charm coming right through when she spoke to him. He walked around to the other side of his bike, watching as her gaze found his, once again "Yea, she's my baby, I've had her for years now." He then turned his attention to the yellow Chevy Camaro in front of him and shook his head in shock "Tell me this Camaro is yours?"

She giggled lightly and walked around to the passenger side of her car, facing Randy Orton, who stood near his bike. "Oh she`s defiantly mine, this car is my life." She let out a laugh with an innocent smile. "I'm Angela." She introduced herself, holding out her hand.

Randy walked over, closer to her and took his hand in hers "Randy Orton." He let a small smirk play on his lips, feeling her soft touch under his.

Angela bit her lip and let a small smile appear on her beautiful features "Randy, you`ve just met your biggest fan." She replied with a light laugh, watching his expression change from shock to content.

Angela cried as she still sat, kneeled down in the same exact spot as she was when she got into the park, the memory of when her and Randy first met consumed her thoughts. The rain hadn't let up one bit, if anything it became more intense, a cold shock was beginning to overcome her body, but she didn't care, she didn't care if she became extremely sick or ill, at this point the cold from the rain and wind had made her body numb, the only thing she could feel were her hot tears, slithering down her cheeks as she cried to herself in pure pain and hurt.

"We keep prayin' to saved
But nobody comes
And you feel so far away
That you just can't

Find your way home
You can get there alone
It's okay
What you say"

Angela pulled her Chevy into the empty garage of her boyfriend`s house. She opened her door, lifting herself from the car. She slammed the car door behind her but not before grabbing her purse. She walked around her car and up the garage steps, opening the doors which lead to the inside of the house. She closed the door behind her and let a small smile spread on her face, looking around the house.

"Randy? Baby?" she called out "I'm home!" she exclaimed, walking around the kitchen, searching for her boyfriend.

She looked around everywhere for him, upstairs, downstairs and in the basement. Walking up from the basement steps, her search came to a stop when she noticed him on the deck outside. She smiled softly as she set her purse down on the kitchen table.

She walked over to the sliding doors and slid them open, revealing her lover. She tip toed gently onto the deck and wrapped her arms around his large torso "Hey baby." She whispered lightly. He hadn't been in a good mood lately. He had injured his shoulder badly in a match and was completely pissed off about everything. The ring was his life, wrestling was his life and now that he wasn't doing what he thought to be his life, his mood was unbearable at times.

He sighed, tilting his head slightly to glance at his beautiful girlfriend "Hey baby…" he responded almost nonchalantly

A frown overtook her features, as she tugged at his waist, to pull him around to face her. Once he did, she looked into his icy blue eyes and gently rubbed her knuckles over his cheek "Baby don't be upset-"

He cut her off with a groan "Stop." His eyes became hard and cold "You have no idea what`s it`s like!" he spoke a little louder than intended.

She released her arms from around his waist and placed them on her hips "So you're going to be that way now?"

"I have a right to be!" he exclaimed, his 6'4" frame towering over her. "I want to see what you would do if you had to sit at home with a torn shoulder!"

She felt a sting in her eyes, he had never yelled at her like that before and it scared her more than it should have. She looked down at the floor and nodded her head "Fine." She wiped the stray tears from her eyes "Just stay here and act this way because I don't want you inside acting this way with me." She replied, and turned on her heel about to make her way back inside the house.

The touch of a strong, yet gentle hand around her wrist stopped her from going any further. She slowly turned her head and looked up into his eyes. She could see he regretted the way he acted; his eyes became filled with sorrow and love.

He gently began pulling her close to him, until she was flush against his body. Her looked down into her beautiful eyes and pulled a strand of hair away from her face "I'm so sorry baby." He began in a soft voice "I never meant to act that way, I'm just so frustrated with this injury."

She laid her head against his chest, kissing it lightly "its ok baby, I know it's hard what you're going through."

He smiled lightly and kissed the top of her head, rubbing the small of her back with his fingers.

She thought of him constantly at this point, she missed his touch, his kisses, his strong arms wrapped around her, his voice, his everything! She sat like a statue on the cold cement ground of the park, just crying and thinking of him, stuck in the rain not able to make her way out of the past.

"I can make it through the rain
I can stand up once again
On my own and I know
That I'm strong enough to mend
And every time I feel afraid
I hold tighter to my faith
And I live one more day
And I make it through the rain"

"Randy, Baby! Be careful!" she giggled in the arms of her now husband.

Randy smirked as he opened the door to their house and carried her inside, bridal style of course. She smiled looking down into his eyes, as she leaned down kissing his lips softly, yet passionately. He slowly placed her down on the ground and felt her body press up against his seconds later. She moaned lightly against his lips, and felt him softly pull away.

"You look so beautiful Mrs. Orton." He commented as he looked over his new wife dressed still in her large pure white wedding gown.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and blushed slightly, hearing the name for the first time "Mrs. Angela Orton?" she rephrased and continued "It does have a nice ring to it, doesn't it?"

She giggled as she felt his lips attacking her again, in a playful kiss. He smirked watching as her eyes glistered in the darkness of the living room. She ran her fingers through his short hair and leaned up, brushing her lips against his ears "Shall we go to bed Mr. Orton?"

He smirked and in turn leaned down, whispering into hers "You don't have to tell me twice, sweetie." He turned her around in his arms, following her up the stairs, as he watched her lift her big dress "I might have to rip that gown right off you, there's too many buttons."

She stopped in the middle of the stairs, with a twinkle in her eye. She placed her hands on her hips and shook her head "Aye, watch it baby, this dress was expensive."

"And if you keep falling down
Don't you dare give in
You will arise safe and sound
So keep pressing on"

Angle breathed in deeply, she felt scared and alone. She felt like she was frozen in time, she couldn't lift herself off the ground, she couldn't move, all she could do was remember the past, her brain consumed itself with these memories. She wanted them to be real; she wanted it to be yesterday, the day when she still held her husband in her arms. She felt like giving in, she felt like giving up.

"Angela!" she heard a few voices scream from a distance.

The more seconds past the closer the voices got "Angela!"

Soon the voice got close enough to hear the footsteps to which those voices belonged to. She felt hands rubbing against her shoulders and saw figures kneeling beside her. She knew who it was, however her mind was off into another place, she didn't want to think of the future or the present, and she wanted to stay in the past.

"Angela, Sweetie! Snap out of it." A female voice spoke to her.

The other female ran a hand through her hair and rubbed Angela`s cheek with care "Sweetie, your freezing and soaked, you're going to get so sick out here."

"What the hell happened? How did she get this far?" a male voice became known.

Seconds later she felt two strong arms grab her up from the cement floor and carry her in his arms. "Angela, stay with me." That encouraging male voice was the only thing she heard, before she blacked out. Everything became black and she no longer could remember a thing.

This is just the start, her husband dies – So tragic and she can't handle it.
What will happen next? Will she be able to get through this time? She might but
then again the worse may be yet to come. More clues and information will be given
on chapter two =] R&R Please. 5 Reviews and I will put up the next chapter.