The Story of Us
chapter four;
One More Time

Airports always made Abigail think about her relationships. She always hated going through an airport. The curb was where the hatred started, always seeing the people saying goodbye and kissing their loved ones goodbye – seeing the tears. She almost always saw a couple, a man saying goodbye to his girlfriend, or the other way around. She felt horrible, she always questioned why she couldn't just be a girlfriend, or the sister role – saying goodbye to her brothers every week.

She was always on the run, never staying in a certain spot for too long. The brunette sat at the baggage claim, her sunglasses over her eyes even though the sun had gone down about two hours before in the latest city where Raw would be. She didn't go back to her brother's birthday party, having decided that Teddy would've made it too awkward. She sighed and looked down at her manicure. The world that she was living was lonely without Randy, it was tough, not able to have someone to talk to while she was on the road.

Her hand pushed her brown curls over her shoulder and she felt her iPhone vibrate in the back pocket of her jeans. The brunette sighed and reached back, sliding the arrow over to unlock it. There was a text message from the Viper himself. She quietly read it and bit her bottom lip.

Abs, have you flown into Seattle yet?

"So that'swhere I am," Abby said with a small chuckle. It was definitely tough to remember where they were during the trips like this. The brunette raised an eyebrow and typed out a response.

I just landed, waiting for baggage now. Why?

She sent it and sighed, watching as the luggage slowly spun around in the carousel. Of course, none of them were her's.

I'm sitting in the Seattle airport right now, Randy's next text said. I have your luggage – meet me at Starbucks, please? We need to talk.

The girl groaned and looked down to her carry on bag. She had only packed her necessary things for the plane ride, not for that night's show. "Damnit," she mumbled, walking to the Starbucks in the terminal. She walked in and saw Randy.

He had his Mac opened on the table and was sipping at a caramel frappucino. She watched him for a second before realizing that there was someone on his laptop screen. She beamed as she saw Alanna talking to her Daddy on the chat screen. She watched for a second, walking up behind Randy after a second and slid her hands onto his shoulders. Abby leaned in and put her cheek against Randy's.

"Hi, Alanna," she grinned.

Alanna's face gasped, "Oh my gosh!" she said with a grin. "Hi, Abby!" she grinned. The three year old waved and blew kisses as Randy moved his head to the side. He watched Abby with a small smile on his face, there was the girl he had loved.

"Sit and talk to her," Randy said with a nod, "I'll get you a drink," he smiled, kissing her cheek and going to the register. He bit his lip and watched her quietly as she sat down in front of the laptop and spoke to his daughter.

He knew that Alanna loved Abby like he had loved Abby. He smiled as he watched the girl. "Oh," he said, "I need a triple venti toffee nut latte, please, with whipped cream."

His eyes went back to Abby, impressed as she kept the little girl entertained. He wished that he could find a way to get Abby back. He sighed and closed his eyes as he waited for drink. His mind raced with the thoughts of the night that they had broken up for the last time.

A vase shattered in the house and Abby screamed out. She watched as Randy kicked over an end table. He raised an eyebrow as he stepped towards her. His hand covered her mouth and he spoke in a slow drawl.

"Tell me who told you I was "cheating" on you," he had seethed.

Abby closed her eyes and Randy could remember her shaking under his touch. He didn't feel anger after that night – he was seeing red those weeks ago. He pursed his lips and pinned her against the wall.

"Who?" he demanded.

"M-Mike," Abby cried.

Looking at him, Abby tried to get out of his grasp.

"Leave me alone," she muttered.

"You think I cheated on you," he said. "How dare you come in my house and accuse me of cheating on you."

Abby's blue eyes widened. "I'm leaving you..."

"If you walk out that door, Abigail, I will not chase after you..."

He heard the diamond engagement ring rest on the table and the door slam shut.

Randy's eyes opened as he heard his name being called. He picked up the drink and walked back to her. He handed it to her and nodded his head. "Alanna, you need to go take your nap, tell Grandma that I'll call her soon, okay?"

"Okay, I love you Daddy!"

Abby and Randy watched as the toddler shut the laptop. Abby looked up at Randy and bit her lip as he sat down across from her.

"We need to talk," he said.

"What's there to even say, Randy?" Abby asked, taking a sip of her coffee.

Randy was silent for a moment. "You know," he muttered. "I have to tell you something," he whispered.

"Randy, gimme my bags," she whispered before he continued.

"Knock it off," he muttered. "Stop," he told her. "Listen to me," he begged.

Abby watched him and silently shook her head.

Randy bit his nail quietly, "I should have never let you walk out that door that night," he told her truthfully. "Letting you leave was the dumbest thing I have ever done."

Abby watched and sighed softly. "Randy," she whispered.

"Abigail, letting you leave was the dumbest thing I had ever done," he muttered. He raised an eyebrow. "Please," he said. "I know you love me," he whispered.

She slowly shook her head, "Randy, I'm with Dani-"

"Fuck Daniel!" Randy snapped, leaning forward and capturing her lips in a kiss. She went to punch his chest but relaxed when his tongue licked her bottom lip. She took a deep breath and opened her mouth.

Randy broke the kiss a moment later, "Abby," he whispered, his hand going to her neck and resting his forehead on hers. "Please," he said.

Abby looked into his icy blue eyes and saw tears, his jaw twitched. "I'm begging you to come home," he whispered. "I'm begging you to give me one, more, chance," he whispered.

The brunette smiled and leaned up, kissing his lips once again.

"You know," she whispered, shaking her head. "You always get me to run back to you," she whispered. "It's not fair."

Randy chuckled and pushed a strand of her hair out of her face, "Mm," he said, "Well, you should know that it's not the easiest thing in the world for me to swallow my pride," he said. "And to think I've told you I'm sorry more than I've even told my mother," he winked.

Abby laughed and kissed his lips once again.

He stood up and smirked, "C'mon, let's go ahead and go to Raw."

She sighed, "God, Daniel's going to be so mad," she whispered.

Randy's face grew cold.

"I'll take care of it."

Author's Note;
Guys, it's so hard for me to say I had TOTAL and COMPLETE writers' block. Anyways, happy Wrestlemania Weekend and HAPPY THIRTY-FIRST BIRTHDAY TO RANDAL KEITH ORTON. God, the man is... -shakes my head- So, of course for his birthday I will post this. Happy birthday Viper. 3 Love, your wife. JUST KIDDING. Uh, yes.

I hope you guys review this and TELL ME YOUR PREDICTIONS for Wrestlemania! I'm thinking Randy, Del Rio and Mikey will walk away with the title. If that's the case, I'll go ahead and update Last Name! :)

Four reviews, please?

Love you all,
Happy Wrestlemania Twenty-Six.
Love, Ash