What up? Sorry for the delay, my computer has not liked me at all, so blame it... And now the next chapter that you have been patiently waiting for :) Let me know what you think!


The next morning Randy was awakened by the blaring alarm clock as usual. He turned it off and out of habit reached over for Ryon, expecting her to be fluttering around the house as she usually did when it was time for him to go. Surprisingly she was still in bed.

He circled her waist and kissed her shoulder blade, "Wakey, wakey, sleepy head. I can't believe my over attentive wife slept later than me for once."

She bolted out of bed, "RANDY! Oh my God! What time is it? I didn't get anything done; I still have to finish packing your stuff and take a shower…"

He grabbed her wrist and pulled her down on top of him, "My flight is not until three, and it's only seven now. I set the alarm because I wanted to spend as much time with you as possible. I can catch up on some sleep on the flight."

"I'm sorry. I don't know what's wrong with me. I think I may have developed narcolepsy. I can't stay awake sometime to save my life." She apologized.

Randy's brow furrowed, "It's probably because you've been working too hard around here. Your dad told me you haven't been taking care of yourself when I'm gone. Why don't you slow down some babe?"

She chewed on her bottom lip, "I want to get this done so that we can be together."

Randy cradled her head to his chest, "I told Cena to make sure that you didn't work too hard this week and from here on out."

"So that's whose coming?" she asked.

"Yeah his girl kicked him out of the house when she found out that he'd cheated on her awhile back. He said he could stay for as long as we needed him to. He's not due back for another month or two." Randy explained.

She hugged him tighter, "I'm glad that I don't have to worry about that with you."

He felt like he had just been punched in the gut. He had put himself in that situation.

"Little does she know…" he thought ruthlessly.

He was silently kicking himself for both his actions and his words; he could be a total dumbass sometimes. He forced himself to stop thinking about it and enjoy the few more hours he had with her.

"What are you thinking about Ry?" he asked, softly tracing the gentle curve of her spine.

"How this is my favorite place in the world to be." She answered, pointing to where her head was resting.

Yeah, he was definitely an asshole. He couldn't think of a good enough word to describe the way he felt.


Randy was sitting with Ryon in his lap waiting at the terminal where John was supposed to be arriving. There were chatting when they finally spotted him exiting with the other passengers. He was easy enough to spot with a signature throwback on and his hat pulled down low.

Randy stood to shake his hand, "Long time no Cena."

John scoffed, "You need some better jokes man."

Randy grinned and nodded his head to Ryon, "She thinks I'm funny."

"No, she has been indulging you because of the size of the rock you gave her." He laughed.

He stopped when he laid eyes on Ryon. He had been very close to her before she and Randy had started dating. He kicked himself every time he saw her for introducing them. This time was no different.

"Damn! Randy, you might regret your decision to leave your fine ass wife with me." He commented, throwing an arm around her shoulders and kissing her cheek, "How've you been girl? Has he been treating you right? You know all you have to do is say the word."

Randy rolled his eyes, "If I was worried about that I wouldn't have called you would I?"

Ryon swatted at her husband, "Be nice Randy, he is doing us a favor. And you be nice too!" she said elbowing John in the ribs.

"Girl, I'll be whatever you want me to be." He joked, winking at her.

They went to pick up John's bags and drop Randy's off. It was almost time for goodbyes, the most dreaded moment of Randy's departures. It was hard to find the words to describe your losing half of your heart and soul for days at a time. Each time was harder that the last, especially after the weekend they had shared. John and Randy were seated waiting for Ryon to use the restroom.

"I'm really glad that you could do this man. It really is a big relief that you're going to be there." Randy stated.

John shrugged, "If the roles were reversed I know you would do the same for me. It's not like it was hard to say no to hanging out with Ryon either. I know you don't need to be reminded, but you're a lucky bastard Orton."

Randy smirked, "Don't I know. Do me a favor and make sure that she doesn't overdo it. She's been piling on an impossible workload and hasn't been taking care of herself."

"No prob. I'll keep an eye on her." John assured before Ryon walked up.

"It's about that time." She said a sad undertone in her voice.

"I'll be right here Ryon. Randy, have a good trip and I'll take good care of the wifey, I promise." John said shaking Randy's hand again.

"Thanks again." Randy called over his shoulder walking with Ryon to the boarding terminal for his flight.

He took both of her hands and kissed the backs of each one.

"I hate this part." He confessed.

She nodded, avoiding eye contact with him by staring at the floor.

He took a deep breath and pulled her to him, "I love you babe. I'll be back before you know it."

He felt her nod before he pulled away and brought her chin up to look at him. Her cheeks were sparkling with freshly cried tears.

"Ry, Ry, baby, don't cry. You know it kills me when you do that." He said.

He fanned a thumb over both cheeks wiping away the remnants of her tears.

I'm sorry Randy. I try not to." She said looking up at him.

The lump of emotion in his throat that was making it hard to swallow grew even bigger when he peered into her eyes. He could always tell exactly how she was feeling by just looking into them. She was trying to be brave, but that façade was crumbling with every moment they stood there. The color in them had changed to a mixture of honey and emerald as they usually did when she was upset or angry and her lower lip was trembling.

"You're going to be so busy you won't even get a chance to be upset about me not being there. John will keep you entertained I'm sure, and I'll be back before you know it." He promised.

She nodded taking a deep breath, "I'm already looking forward to you coming back home." She smiled trying to be strong and not increase the difficulty of the situation.

Randy smiled, "Alright babe, I will call you as soon as I land so please have your phone with you."

"I will and be careful. I love you Randy." She whispered, desperately trying to stifle her tears.

"I love you Ryon." He said pulling her to him for a tender kiss before turning to board the plane.

He gave her a final wave before disappearing into the tunnel. Every time he left, she felt a crushing weight on her shoulders. She really did try to make his departure an easy one each time, but she seemed to fail miserably. She would be lying if she was all smiles when he left, they both knew that. She couldn't help that she didn't feel whole whenever he wasn't near her, her heart wouldn't allow it. She went back to where John was sitting with her head down and more tears spilling down her cheeks.

He stood up and pulled her into his arms. He didn't say a word as he held her knowing that nothing he could say would take the sting of separation away just yet.

"I'm sorry I'm such a baby. I try not to fall apart after he leaves, but…" she trailed off, hiccupping softly.

He shook his head, "You can't turn your feelings on and off Ry."

She smoothed down the front of her shirt and fished some tissue from her pockets, "I look ridiculous don't I?" she muttered wiping away the tears from her face.

John pulled her back into a hug, "I've never seen you look ridiculous. Let's get out of here and get your mind on something else. Let me see that beautiful smile."

She managed a shaky grin for him.

"There it is. I missed that." He admitted, a smile spreading across his face.

"I missed those." She said pointing at his dimples that she had always admired.

They gathered his bags to leave, "I'm going to tell Randy you were hitting on me."

She laughed softly, "You're crazy John."


awww....lucky girl isn't she? lol. you know what to do....thanks hotties!!