A/N: Randy is a bit of an idiot in this story but he did bring that upon himself. This Document Manager is being a pain.Sam sighed and shook her head. "Well my mind is set, I'm divorcing him and to be honest I didn't want to come here to talk to him about it, has to be done though."

"I know, I just wish I could change your mind."

"Listen Sam that was a one time thing." Juliet went on. "I know he's a lot of things and trust me, I want to beat the hell out of him no more than you do but I really think you two should sit down and work this out."

Sam didn't seem to hear her or want to hear her; she slapped Juliet across the face leaving her to feel the full effect of the sting. "Work this out? How am I supposed to work this out? Maybe it was the first time, maybe it was the millionth time. You know I would've bought that 'first time' story if you didn't work with him. The fact remains, he cheated and I'm divorcing him."

With a sigh, Juliet then added, "Well I tried." She shrugged, "I'm sorry about everything."

Saying that had Sam snap, she couldn't take listening to her anymore. Curling her fingers into a ball, she used her fist to punch Juliet and, well, the rest of the conversation wasn't pretty.

The WWE Champion was quickly becoming a nervous wreck. Pacing back and forth wondering if he should find Sam and Juliet or not. The visual painted in his head had one ripping off his head and sadly, his lower half which had him in this predicament. Wincing at the thought, he decided against it. Why talk to them at the same time? Alone, they could be talked down but together there was a murder just waiting to happen.

"You're going to burn a hole in the floor if you keep doing that," came from Chris Jericho. He raised an eyebrow at the champion and shook his head. "What's the matter? Looks like you're waiting for your maker."

And Randy felt as though he was. "Keep walking Jericho," he muttered and stopped moving when he saw Juliet walking particularly fast. Her head buried in a folder, probably designs for another outfit. She kept her head low and walked into the room beside the diva's locker room wear the door read Makeup. Curious, Randy decided to see what had happened.

"Juliet?" He called out to her and one of the makeup artists pointed further down the room. When Randy saw her face, he was slightly worried. "Are you alright? What happened?"

"I'm fine," she glanced at him. "It's just a black eye Randy."

That wasn't the only thing he noticed. There was also the scratches and smeared makeup to consider. "I can see that, but are you okay?"

"Yes," Juliet simply said. "I'm okay. I take it you saw Sam."

"I did, what did you tell her? You told her everything, didn't you?"

"I told her that what she saw was a mistake and it never should've happened. She obviously wants that divorce. I told her that was the only time that had ever happened," she admitted.

Randy paused for a moment, "You...you lied for me?"

"Yes Randy I did and now I have this black eye to show for it." Juliet wasn't thrilled with now having to walk around with it but there wasn't much she could do about it now. "I didn't do it to save your ass; I did it to save mine."

Of course Randy knew what she was talking about and sighed. "Are you going to tell him what happened?"

"No and neither are you." Juliet turned her head for the makeup artist. "I lied for you, the least you can do is keep your mouth shut. I know he'll ask what happened and I'm going to tell him, Randy's Samantha attacked me. Why? Well he doesn't need to know all the details. You get the idea, I'll tell him tomorrow."

"Why not tonight?"

"I'm leaving on an early flight after this is taken care of. Don't you have a job to do?" She asked knowing he would understand that he should go now. "If you see him, send him my love."

That was the last thing he was going to do. Send love from someone he was sleeping with to someone else. Everything would be fine if he hadn't run into the damn man for the second time tonight. "Hey have you seen Juliet?"

"I don't know," Randy shrugged. "Oh wait, yeah I did see her go in that room." He pointed, "I was looking for Sam."

"Oh I haven't seen her but if I do I'll let her know you were looking for her."

"Don't bother," he muttered and walked off. Chris Jericho. He had made his return, tried to take his Randy's title, and was now interfering with the affair that he had been having for some time. It was safe to say that Chris was not Randy's favorite person. He was the reason Juliet wanted to throw away all they had, all for him. To hell with him.

Juliet was on her way out of the room when she saw the opened door and a wandering Chris. "Chris? What are you doing in here?"

"Looking for you," he went over to her and then saw what damage had been done. Though much of it was covered with the make up. "What happened to you?"

"It's nothing," she shook her head. "Orton's wife, crazy bitch."

"She did this?" Chris asked and she nodded. He'd talk to Randy about it later. "I've met Sam; I thought she was as nice girl. Obviously she's one of the crazy girls but I guess you'd have to be to marry Orton."

"Amen," the two laughed.

"Were you on your way out?"

"Actually I was," Juliet kissed him on the lips. "I should see you tomorrow; I just have to take an earlier flight."

He smiled at her, "Five months."

"Almost six," she replied. "I'll call when I land."

"I'll worry if you don't."