A/N: I would've had this update up last night but for some reason the site just wasn't working on my computer. I blame secret Russian spies. Once again thank you to all my reviewers you make writing so much more rewarding: Broken Gem, Lil-Jaydee-x,Tanya50801, Ashlee Orton, wwefan01, OMFGCARLITOANDCENARHAWTTTTT, babyxbxgirl, and MissPhilippinesSuperStar.
Trish stuck her head out into the hallway making sure to look both ways.
"It's clear!" She announced. After his 'little' outburst last night the girls were determined to guard Lillian from any possible retribution Randy might have planned. The girls walked down to the where the other wrestlers were assembled having breakfast, word had spread fast of their prank and a few of the older wrestlers were delighting in given Randy a hard time.
"So Randy when do I get a visit from you in just your robe looking for sex?" Paul (Levesque) asked.
"You know what's ironic?" Shawn laughed "The Lady Killer got his legend killed by a woman."
"Laugh it up guys," Randy said trying to maintain his composure "The game's only just beginning." His eyes resting on the petite latina currently behind the guard of her friends.
John caught the wrist of his girlfriend as she passed him. Pulling her onto his lap he wrapped his arms around her, "Something tells me you had something to do with what Lil did to Randy." he said trying to sound as serious as possible.
"Maybe…maybe not," She replied a smirk plastered onto her face "I'll never tell."
"Never?" He asked raising an eyebrow, "I think I'm going to have to take you back to our room for further questioning." He said sending her a wink.
"I think I'll exercise my right to silence and possibly an attorney." She said as she tried to slide off his lap only to be drawn back.
"Not so fast, I need to talk to you about this Randy thing." He said seriously.
Rolling her eyes she sighed deeply before presenting him her wrists, "Take me away officer."
John shook his head and walked her into the elevator. By the time they got out they were arguing.
"I get that he's your best friend but Lil's one of my bestfriends!" Amy reasoned.
"So what, you want me ignore the fact that you're all conspiring against him for no damn reason!" He cried out.
"No reason? Babe are you blind? He just wanted to use Lil, he walks around like he owns the entire business and every woman in it!" Amy fumed.
"Before we got together you thought the same thing about me!"
"Well he is your best friend you guys are pretty similar sometimes."
"So are you saying I'm a jackass like Randy?"
"No, I'm saying I love you so you're not! But right now your really making me wonder!"
"So you love me you just don't like me?"
"What? When did I say that?"
"You didn't have to! What would you do if Randy and I were plotting against one of your friends? Think about it Ames, you wouldn't be all that happy! It's amazing the fact that you can't see that, why of all the women in the world did I have to fall for the crazy one?" He shouted.
Amy stopped walking, finally losing her temper she squared her shoulders and stepped up to him slapping him hard across the face she said in a low voice, "I'm with you because I love you, loving you entails liking you stupid! And if you don't like me being loyal to my friends then maybe you shouldn't be with me!" With that she stormed past him into their room and out onto the balcony.
Hearing her words John froze, all the anger he had just been feeling vanished the minute she had said the last five words, he felt his blood run cold. No, he couldn't he thought she wouldn't leave him over something as trivial as this. The problem that seemed so huge a moment ago suddenly didn't even seem to matter, putting a hand on his stinging cheek he felt a thousand thoughts come at him at once. Did he love her? Ofcourse. Wasn't her loyalty to her friends one of the reasons he fell in love with her? Hell yes. Would he let her go without a fight? No chance. Was this that fight? Hopefully not.
Amy stared out angrily across the city, she couldn't work out how she felt about anything. She had wanted to take back everything she said a moment after she had said it, but her pride wouldn't let her. But at the same time his words like always had gotten to her, she knew he had a point but she couldn't just ditch her friend. Lillian had been there for her when everything had fallen apart, all her friends had and she loved them for that. But she loved John too. She wipe away a tear of frustration that escaped from her lashes as she closed her eyes and tried to think of a solution. Hearing the door creak open she knew it was John, he walked to the bed and collapsed on it staring up at the ceiling. Within a few moments Amy found herself crawling across the bed to John as he lay waiting for her to lay her head on his chest before he wrapped his arm around her. It was comforting to have her there.
"I'm sorry." She whispered letting a tear fall onto his chest.
"Me too." He whispered back, pulling her closer to him. Hating himself for hurting her over something so stupid.
"I still love you." She continued.
"I still love you more." Their exchange bringing him more comfort as it went on. Amy loved being so close to him again feeling his heat wash over her as he held her, she never felt safer than when she was in his arms. Closing her eyes she inhaled the scent of him wrapping itself around her. No matter what happened between them she would never forget his scent she thought she would probably always compare it and him to every other man she might encounter.
"Does it hurt?" She asked caressing his cheek, as she propped herself onto her elbows.
"Not there." He said putting his hand over hers and placing it over his heart, "More here." He looked up and saw the hurt in her eyes. Pulling her back onto his chest he stroked her back, contemplating their situation.
"What are we going to do?" She asked.
Going over their dilemma for the millionth time that afternoon it suddenly hit him. If you can't beat them, join them. Two could play Amy's game he thought, that way they were even. Looking down he noticed her still in deep thought, "Baby," He whispered, "I think I found an answer." He smiled.
"What is it?" She asked cautiously not wanting to argue with him again.
"You'll see." He smirked.
Amy looked up at him confused "you can't do that!" She pouted, "You can't think of an answer, nudge me then not say anything!"
"Awww maybe if I'm in a good mood later I'll tell you."
"And what mood are you in now?"
"Right now I'm in the mood for make up sex." He smiled before turning over and pinning her down, loving the sound of her laughter as he pressed kisses to her sensitive spots.
Later that night the girls reluctantly filed out of Lillian's locker room to get their hair and make-up done for the night, being the one to start the show Lillian always got hers done earlier than them. She looked at her watch, she had half an hour before the show started. Grabbing her script she flicked through making sure she had memorised the correct information. She was just going over Chris Masters new stats when she heard the door open, looking up her eyes grew wide. Uh-oh. The Legend Killer had been staring at her door all night, waiting for her friends to leave- it would be impossible to get to her otherwise. "Hey there Lillian." He said softly, yet something in his tone told her to be extremely cautious.
"What brings you here Orton?" She asked trying to sound as nonchalant as possible.
"Do I need a reason?" He asked walking towards her.
"You need more than a reason, you need a permit." She laughed referring to the clause in his suspension that said he wasn't allowed to associate with any diva without her explicit permission.
"How do I get one of those?" He asked.
She hadn't been concentrating on where she was going, her eyes had been locked with his from the moment he arrived merely stepping back as he took steps forward until he had trapped her against a small desk.
"You'll get it the minute you get the hell outta here." Lillian said, her voice shaking. This man was ten times her size! She had been able to fool him last night but what the hell was she going to do now? Her heart beat quickened as she tried to think of ways to get past him, then it occurred to her. Let history repeat itself. Not wanting to be too obvious she figured she would lull him into a false sense of security before taking off.
"I've got a better way," His lips that were smirking only moments ago came crashing down onto hers, she had no choice but to respond, she didn't want to do anything but respond. I knew she liked me, Randy thought with a smile as he set Lillian down on the desk. His hand ran down her smooth exposed thigh. Her legs on either side of him. Randy kissed Lillian with more passion as thoughts of her stunt went through his mind. He didn't care how long it took but he was going to regain his lady killer status starting with her. Running a hand through her hair he tilted her head back allowing him better access to her mouth. Lillian cupped his face and it was her turn to shower light kisses all over his face. She grinned naughtily when she heard Randy moan as she nibbled seductively on his ear.
"I have to get started you know." She whispered
"Yeah." Randy mumbled kissing her neck, his hands sliding under her top.
"No, I mean the show." Lillian laughed trying to push him away but he wouldn't allow it.
"You owe me for last night." He whispered huskily, his hands still roaming over her body. Lillian bit her bottom lip as she considered her next move, seeing the look on her face Randy felt the overwhelming urge to take her once again. Ignoring her protests his hand found what it was looking for, before long he could hear her moaning into his shoulder as she tried to contain herself. Any minute now he thought, he could feel her about to go over when he stopped. Pulling himself away from her he turned around and left. Lillian's eyes shot open, he was gone. She began to shiver slightly noticing the dial for the air conditioning was way too high without Randy's body heat surrounding her. That bastards trying to get even she thought angrily. She still had ten minutes before she had to go out, she had to think of something and fast.
After the show Lillian went straight to Amy's locker room where the girls were gathered "We need to find out everything about him." She said.
"Like what?" Mickie asked.
"Everything. Phone number. Email. Hotel room. Favourite colour. Shoe size." Lillian said urgently, "I have an idea to get back at that jerk."
"Huh? I thought we already got back at him?" Maria said confused.
"He paid me a little visit after you guys left," She saw the wide eyed stares of her friends, "I'm fine guys." She said willing herself not to blush as she thought of her experience. Damn him.
By the end of the show the girls had gathered all the information they could from every likely source. Lillian smiled thinking how sweet revenge truly was. Her friends met her in her room and watched over her shoulders as she she signed Randy up to every gay dating website she could find filling out all the information required. Every single gay man in a 50 mile radius would be knocking on his door, calling his phone, and emailing him soon.
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