We Made You
Chapter Ten
"I will always love you."

"I'll be right back, alright?" Stephanie asked as she left Gia sitting in the lobby of the hospital. Gia was curled up in the most uncomfortable chair she had ever been in, watching people as they walked around. Most were looking nervous, anxiously waiting for news on their loved ones that were in the care of the hospital staff. Shaking her head, Gia pouted.

"Mommy," a little blonde boy said as she stared up at an older woman who looked absolutely drained. "Jacob took my action figure!" he complained.

A slightly older boy came up to him with a shake of his head. "Mommy, don't believe him!" he informed.

Gia smiled as the mother told the kids, "Don't even argue about these kinds of things, your daddy is in the hospital, alright?" the woman said. After a moment or two, Jacob handed his little brother the action figure. Gia's eyes widened when she saw the figure closer.

"Oh my gosh," Gia smiled softly. The younger brother held a Randy Orton action figure. Jacob blinked a few times before spotting Gia and Stephanie. Jacob hit Sam, the younger brother, and they both looked up.

"Are you… Oh my goodness," the boys ran to Gia. "Are you alright, Ms. Gia?" Jacob asked.

"I'm very sorry about Randy Orton hurting you," the younger boy said softly.

"I'm sorry too," Jacob nodded.

"It's alright. I'm alright." Gia smiled warmly at the boys. "Hey, you know what?" Gia asked. "Why don't you two, come to the show tonight?" she asked. The doctors came to the boys' mother and the woman bit her bottom lip.

Gia sighed, "Hum, really. Do you two want to come to Monday Night Raw tonight?" she asked with a smile on her face. "Because, we can go ahead and give you two tickets… your mother as well if you would like."

The boys cheered and ran back to their mother. "Please, can we go to Monday Night Raw?"

The mom showed a bit of nervousness but Stephanie and Gia walked over to her.

"Hello, I'm Stephanie McMahon…" Stephanie smiled. "And we would like to give your family two tickets," she nodded, "To let your sons come and watch the live show tonight. They'll be treated extremely well and we'll make sure they are taken care of all night."

The mother smiled softly. "Hum… yes, sure. I need them away – their father is going to have surgery tonight... And they usually watch Raw with him.. So, if they can get out for a while and see wrestling, it'd be much appreciated."

Stephanie smiled quietly. "Alright, well fantastic." She beamed.

Gia smiled. "Fantastic, we'll be able to spend time with the big stars of Raw," she beamed warmly. Smirking, the blonde watched the two young boys.

"Alright, so," Stephanie cut her off. "We'll go ahead and arrange transportation," she smiled warmly. "We'll be here to pick them up at four, thank you!" Stephanie and Gia smiled and walked out of the hospital.

"Why would you invite boys like that?" Stephanie asked, somewhat confused as they climbed into the company car.

"Well, I don't know. They were Randy's fans… and I am going to the show tonight – I refuse to not go. And they'll be my shield. Randy won't try any shit when two kids are there."

"You're not cleared to compete..."

"Just let me go to Monday Night Raw, I want to go."

Stephanie nodded. "Alright."

Gia sighed, leaning back in her seat. This would be a rough night.

==

Shane walked her down the hallway, many of the superstars watching as she walked along, her eyes on the ground. Sighing as Shane opened the door to his office, she stepped in. When the door shut, superstars began to gossip.

"I heard that she's here to dump Randy once and for all," Mickie said to Kelly who was looking distraught.

"If Chris ever did that to me," Kelly trailed off as they went to the locker room.

"The Great Khali says that 'Randy needs to be castrated, in India if they ever did that to the women, they'd be killed'." Run Jin said to Matt Hardy who nodded.

Shawn walked up to Hunter and rose an eyebrow. Tonight the WWE would see the return of D-Generation X, but he had a feeling that the co-founder wasn't in the mind set.

"Who are we fighting tonight?" Hunter asked as he stared at the door of Shane's office.

"Uhh… Rated RKO."

Hunter's face broke into a smile. "Perfect."

Shawn frowned, "Don't even…"

"WHAT?" Hunter smirked, shaking his head. "C'mon, man. We need to get ready."

Gia sighed as she rested in the comfortable chairs of Shane's makeshift office.

"As a fact that you are not cleared medically to compete, we must ask you to leave the backstage area," Shane said professionally.

"But Stephanie said that I would be able to stay back he-"

"We've already gotten you a seat behind Jerry and Michael Cole – you will watch the show from there." Shane added in.

"Shane, please," Gia said.

Shane shook his head, "We're doing this to protect you," he informed. "And… we can't protect you if you're just backstage wandering."

Gia threw her hands in the air and rolled her eyes, huffing as she walked out and bumped into a huge chest. The tattoos on the neck gave it away. She was against Randy for the first time in a week.

Melting quietly in the grasp of his arms, Gia looked up at him helplessly. Shane came to her rescue.

"That's what we're trying to protect you from," he said as he ushered Gia past Randy who was looking stressed trying to get a hold of Gia.

When Shane was done taking Gia to her seat, she sighed and relaxed again, biting her bottom lip. The tension was getting her – and being in the arena made her paranoid. Anyone could come up and hurt her… Before she could dwell on this fact, she saw Jacob and Sam walking over with a stage hand. Gia grinned.

"Hey, boys!"

"Hi, Miss Gia!" Sam smiled warmly.

"Welcome to Monday Night Raw," Gia beamed. "I'm sorry to say that we can't go backstage right now…" she would figure out a way.

"It's alright! We're front row…" the boys cheered, relaxing. The rest of the crowd filled in and the show began with Hunter coming out and deciding to speak to the crowd.

"You know, Randy Orton did something to a family member of mine," he began. The boys looked at Gia knowingly. "And, I'm not the kind of guy to take that kind of crap kindly. So, tonight – I demand to have Randy Orton in the ring with me so I can beat the hell out of him like he did to my sister!"

Cameras filled in on Gia in the crowd – the boys were sitting there already entranced with the storyline.

I hear voices in my head, they council me they understand they talk to me.

Gia got chills as Randy walked to the ramp, stopping at the top.

"The plan went horribly wrong," Randy snapped. "Edge was to spear her – but Henry wanted in on the action. She was in the wrong place at the wrong time."

"Your I.E.D?" Hunter quizzed. "Yeah, bull, Randy. Nobody believes you anymore. You're an ass."

The cheers from the crowd were deafening. Gia watched as Randy shifted.

Gia pouted, shaking her head.

"You know what?" Randy yelled. "You've got it. I'm gonna see you in the ring tonight, Hunter. Get ready for the fight of your life!"

When the first segment was over, Gia sighed as the boys continued to ask if they could go backstage.

Breaking down, Gia took out her cell phone and texted "I need your help" to a familiar foe.

After ten minutes, Gia felt her Blackberry vibrate and she sighed, checking to see the screen read:

Cena : You know, Gia. I'll do anything for you girl.

She smirked, typing "I need you to sneak me and two boys backstage."

Cena's response made her laugh, "What are we, sixth grade?"

"Shane won't let me come backstage – let alone with these two kids."

"Can you blame him?"

"JOHN, please?"

"No."

"Keep it up I'll air out all your dirty laundry."

"You wouldn't dare."

"…you're addicted to Gossip Girl…."

"Get back to the doors in five minutes."

"I owe you one, Cena!"

And with that, she led the boys to the double doors, knocking a few times, waiting.

When the door opened, Gia gasped.

"Well, well… a stowaway!"

"WHOA! JACOB! IT'S RANDY ORTON!" Sam cheered.

"Hello, girlfriend."