Disclaimers- Same story as chapter 6

Author's note- Thanks guys for the reviews!

--- Chapter Seven---

"I'm sorry Mister Orton, sir, but your nose is in fact broken." The doctor re-adjusted the ice pack on his nose as he slammed a fist against the motel bed, frustrated. He had barely slept at all last night, his head still hurt like hell.

"Well, the girl packs a punch, that's for sure!" Paul joked. Randy moved his head just enough to glare at Paul.

"Shut up! A girl hit me!" he mumbled. He was still reeling from last night's events. I was hit by a girl, in front of all my friends, he thought, how embarrassing. She was a really beautiful girl though. He smiled as he pictured her face, right before she punched him.

"Mr Orton? Are you still with us?" the doctor's voice snapped Randy from his thoughts.

"Oh yeah, sorry. What was the question again?" he smiled weakly.

"How is your head, Mr Orton? Would you like some pain killers?"

"Are you kidding me? I was hit by a girl, not a Mack Truck!" he snickered. He felt a little better, and his arrogance had started to return. He tried to climb out of bed, but his head began spinning again.

"Ugh!" He fell back on the bed and closed his eyes. "Can you guys go, I need some rest, please?" he gestured towards the door. The doctor quickly ushered the members if Evolution out of the room and closed the door quietly behind him. Randy drifted of into a restless sleep, and began to dream.

*Randy's dream*

He was back in the club, dancing with all his friends, when the music stopped and a spotlight was turned on him. He saw the singer, standing in a beautiful red gown, her hair flowing around her face. His dress pants and blue polo shirt changed into a suit and tie, and everyone else in the room disappeared. He and the singer were dancing, when she turned away crying. He tried to cup her face in his hands, but she turned and punched him. He fell backwards, and felt as though the floor was sucking him in. We screamed helplessly as the members of Evolution reappeared and laughed as he disappeared into nothingness.

*Back in the hotel*

Randy work with a start. He was sweating and his bed was twisted around his body. The pain in his nose began to throb and he just couldn't keep his eyes closed. Go back to sleep, he willed himself, just go back to sleep. He could hear murmuring in his room, so gave up on sleep and opened his eyes. Paul and Ric stood over him, worried looks on their faces.

"Are you okay man? Paul and I heard you screaming from down the hall. We came in here and found you practically having a fit in your sleep," Ric placed a hand on his forehead.

"Just the pain, I guess. Did the doctor leave anything for it?" Paul indicated to some tablets and a glass of water beside the bed.

"Only one the doctor said," he advised handing Randy the glass. He gulped it down gratefully and laid back down. "Now, you need more rest, no more screaming okay," Paul winked.

"Yes father dear," Randy smiled and nestled back down and tried to sleep.