a/n: This one is for 'ladyangel1981'! She requested a Ted/OC story… and I hope that she enjoys it!

[disclaimer: I – unfortunately – do not own Ted DiBiase Jr. {insert crying face here}. Also the OC, Katelyn Smith, belongs to the person who requested the story. The song she asked that I use is "Baby, I Believe in You", those rights belong to New Kids on the Block.]

Us

Baby, I believe in you, and every little thing you do
Every time we kiss, it always feels like this, I believe in you
Baby, I believe in us, and every little inch of our trust
Whether I'm around, you never let me down, I believe in you

Maybe I might sound crazy for the way I feel about you
But, baby, you're just so amazing
And I'm so in love, girl, with you
I believe in you

Oh, girl, there's something about you

Why did he always do this to himself? The ball was on his side, and he foolishly let it bounce back into his favor. Now, he was minutes away from what would surely be the most ruthless match he's ever been a part of, a 'No Holds Barred' match. Randy Orton had a cruel mind, and with the way he'd betrayed him; he knew that it wasn't going to end very pretty for him. The doubt was definitely beginning to creep in.

Hearing his phone begin to ring, he dug it out of his duffel bag.

"Hey baby." He smiled when he saw his girlfriend's face on his screen.

"Hey! Oh good, I caught you before you left… how are you feeling?"

"Oh… great! I'm feeling pretty confident."

"You're lying."

"Excuse me?"

"Theodore Marvin DiBiase Jr., we've been together for 3 years. Did you honestly think that I couldn't see the doubt clouding your eyes?"

He shrugged, "Well, I was hoping."

"Well, it's a damn good thing that I called, then. She locked her brown eyes with his blue ones, "You have worked your ass off to get to this point. I know that the match is scary… but Randy wants that. He wants you walking into that ring unsure of yourself, and your capabilities. He wants this match to be easy, he wants to inflict as much damage on you in a short time, so that he doesn't break a sweat retaining that title. But it's yours damnit."

"God, I wish that you were here. I need you." Just then, he heard a knock on his door, signaling that it was time for him to go.

"No, you don't. You just need me to believe in you, and I do. Now go bring that title home, baby!"

=0oo0=

Pain shot through his body as he opened his eyes, only to have them shut again when the bright light proved to be too much for him. He felt needles being put into his arms, his body wouldn't move, no matter how much he willed it to. People were around him, but they were all fuzzy, and he couldn't make out any voices. His memory was sketchy, how did he end up here?

Before he could get any words out, his eyes shut once more, and everything faded to black.

TWO HOURS LATER

When he opened his eyes this time, everything was perfectly clear. He was in a hospital room somewhere, hooked up to a machine, the TV playing softly in the background. Just as he was about to buzz for a nurse, he saw a brunette in yellow scrubs come into his room.

"Katelyn…"

"Ted! I'm so happy that you're awake!"

Within moments, she was by his side, holding onto his hand, "What happened?"

"Randy… he…" she stifled some tears back, "He really handed it to you out there, you have 10 stitches in the back of your head, your body is so bruises, and you can see where the thumb tacks went into your back."

He fell silent for a while, he remembered the match early on. Once things started getting really gruesome, his mind blacked the rest of the match out. That was probably in his best interest anyway. "So, I guess that means that lost?"

She gave him a small smile before kneeling down, he could hear her opening and closing a bag, "I never said that you didn't fight like hell back… I believe that this belongs to you now." She stated before he felt something be laid across his waist.

He'd finally done it.

6 MONTHS LATER

This was it.

In a few moments, he'd walk down the aisle and await the love of his life. He was nervous, but, he knew that came with the territory. He hadn't seen Katelyn at all for the past couple of days, some myth she believed in. So to say that he was anxious, was a huge understatement. He couldn't wait to finally see her.

He was adjusting his tie when the organ started playing, when he laid eyes on her, he had to stop himself from running at her. She wore a dress that bared her shoulders, but had long sleeves made out of lace. The corset was embellished with rhinestones and pearls, then toile made up the bottom half. When her dad handed her over to him, he had to hold back the tears.

She was beautiful.

While the preacher spoke, he was busy getting lost in her chocolate brown eyes. She tried her best to focus on the mass, but he could tell that she didn't want to break their stare. Feeling a hand on his shoulder, he reluctantly looked to his right.

"It's time to exchange the rings my son." Nodding he reached for his brother, who had Katelyn's ring. It was absolutely beautiful, her maid-of-honor helped him pick it out, the center diamond was shaped like a heart, and Monarch butterflies were on either side of it, holding the diamond in place. The band was a beautiful Rose Gold color. "You've written your own vows, you're free to say them when you wish."

He cleared his throat, "Katelyn Smith, I just… I don't even know where to start. If someone had told me that I'd find the love of my life at some random tailgating problem that I decided to throw, I would have told them that they were insane. But then you strutted up and asked me out, I'm not sure what made me say yes, but I'm sure glad that I did." He took a deep breath, and wiped away a few of her tears, "You believe in me more than I've ever believed in myself; and I can't thank you enough for that. I love you so, so much; and I can't wait to continue living life with you."

Once the rings were on each other's fingers, they smiled at each other as the preacher finished up his sermon. After he blessed them, he then said the words that he'd been waiting to hear, "You may now kiss the bride."

It didn't take long for him to have his arms fully wrapped around her waist, and have her body pressed against his. They kissed passionately for who knows how long, but when they broke, he simply smiled and brushed a stray piece of hair from her face. No amount of title shots, or championship runs would live up to how he felt in this very moment. No, his wife wasn't perfect, but she was perfect for him.

And that's all that really mattered.

a/n: Well, there you have it! I hope that you enjoyed reading this, I really liked writing it! Remember to check my profile to see if I have my requests open or closed. Also, the visual for the ring Ted gave Katelyn, will be posted on my Twitter! Link is in my bio.

Thank you!