Peyton Sawyer flashed on the display of his cell phone.

And his heart raced.

She never called him.

"Brooke was attacked."

The moment those words reached his ears, Randy rushed out of his hotel room with only his wallet and cell phone. Glad that RAW was officially done with for the week. He raced down the stairs and into his rental car and sped off for the airport.

He made one call the moment he had hung up the phone.

To Brooke.

He wasn't surprised when he had gotten her voicemail.

"I'm on my way," he promised. "I love you." (words)