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Chapter 3

Lita strode into the terminal building marked arrivals. She'd received a phone call from John thirty minutes previous requesting a ride from the airport. She wasn't exactly happy that he'd decided to call her at five in the morning but somehow she just couldn't say no. It didn't take her long to spot him. He was sat on a nearby row of seat and for once he was keeping a low profile. She made her way over to him and sat down. "You know, when I said call me before you arrive, this wasn't quite what I had in mind."

"Me either, but shit happens," John reminded her with a grin.

"This is not funny," Lita told, laughing slightly.

Another grin, "Then why are you laughing, woman?"

"It must be the tiredness," she explained with a wink.

"If I didn't know any better, I'd swear you were trying to make me feeling guilty," he stated.

The redhead rolled her eyes, "As if!" Her expression turned serious again, "Did you talk to Randy yesterday?"

"Nope. I sent him a couple of text messages but that was about it. You?"

"No, he came over on Tuesday as you already know but he only stayed like five minutes and even then he was acting weird," Lita explained.

"This is Orton you're talking about. Weird is his middle name."

"Really? I always thought it was Keith," Lita replied dryly.

"So, that's how its gonna be then, is it?" he said with a pout.

"Aww, so adorable when he's pouting." She leaned forward and gave him a hug which he returned.

"You know, now that I have you just stay right here a few seconds more."

"Why?"

"I'm feeling the need to mess with Orton," he explained.

"What ya got in mind?" Lita asked.

He pulled out his cell phone, "If you wouldn't mind giving me a little kiss right here." He pointed to his cheek.

Lita shrugged, "Okay." She complied with his request, kissing his cheek as he took a photo of them with his cell phone.

"And now to send it to Orton." He did just that.

"I don't get why a picture of us would mess with Randy. I'm doubting he's even up at this time. I shouldn't even be up at this time," she complained.

"Trust me, if he's awake he'll be calling real soon."

"Whatever. Come on now, we should get back to my house so maybe I can go back to sleep but with you around let's face it, it's doubtful."

He smiled at that, "Don't tell me you've finally come to your senses. You want to go on a Cena safari and have an adventure with the one eyed trouser snake?"

"You know what, John? You're right," she paused, "I'm not going to tell you that."

"Damnit," he replied, laughing. He looked at his watch and held up his cell phone with the other hand, "In five, four, three, two, one." The phone started to ring.

"How did you know that was going to happen?"

"This is Orton we're talking about. He's nothing if not predictable." He answered the call, "S'up, dude?"

"Don't s'up dude me, Cena. What are you doing up at this time with Lita?"

"The office fucked up the flight booking and I needed a ride. I called and she came to pick me up from the airport. You got a problem with that?"

"You really shouldn't be calling Lita at this time in the morning. It's unfair."

"What else was I supposed to do? Your ass wouldn't have answered the damn phone at five am."

"Probably not," Randy admitted, "But you still shouldn't have called Li."

"She told me to call her before I arrived. I was only doing what she asked. You got a case of the green eye monster or what?"

"Fuck you, Cena." Randy replied as he hung up the phone.

"I think I pissed him off, don't you?"

"I think you might. Why is he so bent out of shape anyways?"

"Beats me," John lied. "But come on, let's get out of here."

Five hours later and Randy Orton was still pissed. Usually he and John got on great until it came to Lita. John was the only one who knew how deep Randy's feeling still were for the redhead and boy did he ever like rubbing it in his face.

Jessica entered the living room, noting the broody look on her husband's face. She frowned, "Baby, what's wrong?"

"Nothing really, I just got into it this morning with Cena. I'll get over it." Randy explained.

"Vanessa will be here any minute. Can you at least pretend you're in a good mood?"

He smiled brightly at her, "Is this better?"

"Perfect," she replied, sitting down next to him. "Don't want Vanessa thinking you're a grumpy bum."

The door bell rang, "That will be Ness. I'm going to let her in." She headed towards the front door.

"Okay, babe."

She returned a few minutes later, with Vanessa in tow.

"Hey Randy, it's good to see you again," Vanessa greeted the Legend Killer.

"Likewise," Randy replied. "Take a load off." He motioned for her to sit down.

"Thanks," the petite blonde said as she sat down.

"You all set for tomorrow?" he asked.

"Yeah, I'm so excited that I could do this for you guys. Just knowing I'm helping Jess get everything she's every dreamed of chokes me up inside." She sniffed a little.

"I for one can't thank you enough."

"Okay." Jessica clapped her hands together, "Ness and I are going to take a final look at the house before we sign the contract. Will you be okay here by yourself?"

"I think I can manage, babe." Randy replied, rolling his eyes.

"We'll be back soon."

"Bye ladies. Have fun."

Three hours later, Randy was just waking up from his nap. It had taken all his resolve not to call Lita to see if John was still with her. He wasn't sure why this was suddenly affecting him so much, maybe it was just the fact John knew exactly how to push his buttons.

His wife entered the bedroom, "Here you are. I was looking all over for you."

Randy stretched a little, "Yeah just taking advantage of my day off. Did you get everything sorted out with the house?"

"Sure did. A couple more days and everything will be complete. I can hardly wait." She smiled slowly at him. "You kissed and made up with Cena yet?"

"Nope."

She walked towards the bed and sat down, "Are you planning to?"

"If he apologises," he said.

She rolled her eyes, "Like that's going to happen. I don't see why you bother with him in the first place. He's just a jackass."

"Yeah, he can be but he's also a good friend. We've been through a lot of shit together." Randy pointed out.

"Well you know how I feel about him."

"You two just don't get along."

"That's not my fault. He's never gotten over the fact I turned him down when we all first met," she replied.

"That's not the way he tells it." He smirked at her.

"He's hardly going to broadcast the fact is he? I told him I wasn't interested and he didn't like it. That's the main reason he doesn't like me and that the fact he tried to warn me off on our wedding day." She put her hand to her mouth, indicting she'd said something she shouldn't have.

"What?"

She waved her hand dismissively, "Forget I said anything. It just slipped out."

"You can't tell me that and expect me to forget it. Tell me."

"Baby, really it's okay. I shouldn't have said anything. It just pisses me off the way he treats you."

"Did he try and hit on you on our wedding day?"

"Of course not. Well, kinda. You know how much shit he talks. He kept telling me I was making a mistake … that I should have been with him instead."

"I'm going to fucking kill him." Randy got up from the bed.

"Randy, don't be stupid. I tell you what I told him. I love you and only you. I was never and will never be interested in John Cena. Please promise me you won't say anything about what I told you to him?"

"Okay, I promise."

"Good and right now, I'm going to show you how much I love you." She smiled at him as she pulled off her tank top.

Thirty minutes later Jessica was in the shower. Randy picked up his cell phone and dialled Lita's number.

"Hello?"

"Hey Li, it's only me, is John still with you?"

"He's just got back from an appearance actually. You want to talk to him?"

"No, I was going to drop by if that's okay?" the Legend Killer asked.

"Sure. I'll see you in a few."

"See ya Li." He disconnected the call just as Jessica stepped out of the bathroom.

"Who was that?"

"It was Edge. He's in town for an appearance and wanted to meet up. Said I would."

"That's fine with me, Baby. I'll see you later."

"Yeah." He kissed her on the lips leaving in such a hurry he left his cell phone on the bed.

Jessica waited until she saw Randy getting in his car to pick up his phone. She checked the last received call which was from her cell phone earlier in the day. Then she checked the last call made which said Lita home before hitting redial.

"Hello?"

"Hey Lita, it's Jessie."

"Oh hey, Jess. What can I do for you?"

"Is Randy coming over there?"

"Yeah, I think he's coming over to see John. He's kinda hanging out with me today. Why?"

"I was just checking because he's left his cell phone at home. Do me a favour though. Don't tell him I called, I don't want him to think I'm checking up on him."

"Sure, Jess. You're secret is safe with me."

"Thanks Li. I knew I could count on you. I'll see you later."

"Okay, bye."

Jessica ended the call, "Perfect." She picked up her own cell phone and dialled after two rings it was answered. "Hi, it's me. Stage one is almost complete."

"Good."

"I'll call you again soon." She smiled to herself as she ended the call.

Lita's phone rang again for the third time in the last few minutes, "Hello?"

"Hey Amy, it's Shane McMahon, can I talk to you for a few moments?"

"Sure Shane. What's up?"

"Normally I wouldn't tell you this on the phone but there's not much time and I didn't want you finding this out on the internet."

"Finding out what?" Lita asked.

"You're being written out of Raw on Monday." Shane explained.

"But I'm not leaving for another month. Why on Monday?" Lita asked, a little taken aback by the news.

"The writers have come up with a great way to write you out and want to use it at the family reunion. Dad gave it the green light this morning and it will be up on in a couple of hours. Of course you'll be paid in full until the end of your contract," he replied.

"Did I do something wrong?"

"No, it's nothing like that. I can explain everything when you get to the arena tomorrow for the house show. I've got to go into another meeting now though. I just wanted to let you know."

"Thanks Shane, I appreciate it. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Goodbye Amy."

Lita ended the call just as John entered the room. He couldn't help but notice the look of shock on her face, "What's wrong?"

"I think I've just been fired," the redhead replied.