The next morning Randy woke up and immediately went to go see Haley, it had killed him he hadn't been able to come sooner to be with her, but he had made a promise to himself that night to not rest until her attacker was found. As he entered her room, she was surprised to find Mike there. The reality TV star looked just as surprised to see Randy standing in the doorway as he was reluctant to leave her side but had a radio interview to get to.

"What the hell are you doing here Orton?" Mike asked as Randy moved toward her bed but Mike stepped in his way. Randy scoffed, he found it quite funny that Mike was so protective of Haley.

"I'm still her husband, Mizanin." Randy replied. "I have every right to be here"

"Legally, maybe. But you stopped being her husband a long time ago." Mike stated, rolling his eyes and walked out the door.

Randy didn't let what Mike said bother him; he was more concerned about the petite brunette laying so still in the bed. He sat down in the chair and gently took her hand in his.

"Haley, its Randy…look I know we parted ways awhile ago and we decided to move on but when I heard you were attacked; I had to come see you. No matter where we end up after this I just had to come see you for myself. Haley, please…just wake up…wake up and tell me to leave or something. Open those beautiful hazel eyes pretty girl.." he implored softly, kissing the back of her hand.

He continued to sit there and watch the woman he still loved remain still, he began to feel restless sitting there so he stood up and walked over to the window and looked out stuffing his hands in the pockets of his jeans and sighed.

Suddenly he heard her gasp for air and then the sound of gagging, Randy ran out in the hall and called for a nurse to get in here, he went back to Haley's side to find her frantically trying to pull at the ventilator. He gently told her to just hold on and that the nurse would be coming to help her. A few seconds later a nurse came in and he was asked to leave the room so the doctor could help Haley.

Randy's heart was pounding so hard as he stood out in the hallway while monitors beeped loudly and the sound of nurses shouting instructions, Punk and Taylor came around the corner and asked what was going on.

"I don't know exactly…she started gagging on her ventilator and then they told me to leave." Randy explained.

The three of stood out in the hallway impatiently waiting for the doctors to come explain what was going on. Taylor leaned against her husband while Randy began to pace like a caged lion. Finally a few seconds later the doctor came out and told them that she was okay; they took the ventilator out since she's been breathing on her own the past several hours however her blood pressure spiked and so they gave her a slight sedative to calm her down.

"Take a walk Randal, I'm going in to sit with Haley." Taylor stated; she'd been pretty quiet the past several hours but the fact was she hadn't spent much time with her best friend, so now that she was now off the ventilator she planned on sitting at her bedside until she woke up.

The two men just looked at each other and raised an eyebrow before walking off, Taylor entered the room and sat in the empty chair by Haley's bed. She leaned carefully on the bed and looked over her friends small weak body.

"Haley Elizabeth, I want you to listen to me real carefully, you need to wake up because I'm already getting sick of watching Randy pace back and forth while either Punk or anyone else is in here with you. He showed up last night hell bent on finding out what happened to you; I do like him a lot better than Mike though. You two just fit together. He knows you just about as well as I do and I can tell he really truly loves you more than anything. However," Taylor tried her best to choke back the sob threatening to escape. "I will deny all of this if you ever bring it up. In other words, there's no guy on earth that truly deserves the amazing and beautiful Haley Michaels; but Randy comes damn close."