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Cody and Amanda were making their way back towards his dressing room, when he heard a familiar voice behind him squeal his name. "Cody!" He groaned and turned around. It was Layla.

"Cody! Who is this adorable little girl with you?" Layla asked as she bent down to smile at Mandy. The little girl moved closer to her father, not sure what to think of this new person.

"Layla, this is my daughter, Amanda. Mandy, can you say hello to Layla?" Mandy shook her head no.

Layla giggled, "Oh, she must be shy. Hi, honey. I'm a good friend of your daddy's and I just know that soon me and you will be good friends too."

"Layla, you're supposed to keep quiet about this. I don't need Mandy to run back and tell her mom everything. She would kill me," Cody said softly as he looked around to make sure that no one was able to overhear his conversation with Layla.

"Oh, Cody. Don't worry, no one is going to find out about anything. We're so careful that half the time I even forget about what we do," she said softly with a wink.

"Yeah, I know. It's just that Jenna would kill me if she ever found out."

"Well, she won't. I promise. Where is she by the way? Did she dump the kid on you and leave?"

Cody sighed. "No. She's here; she's in my dressing room working."

"Can I see you later?" she asked softly as she took a step toward him.

He shook his head, "Too risky. She'll be going home at the end of the week. You can wait until then," he said with a wink. "I should get back to the room." Cody took his daughter's hand and led her back down the hall to where Jenna was waiting. Cody knew what he was doing with Layla was wrong; and he had tried to stop seeing her numerous times. But he couldn't, there was something about that woman that drove him to do crazy things. Like cheat on his wife. Cody kept telling himself, 'just one more and then I'll stop' but one more time always led to another time. It was a never ending vicious cycle that he couldn't break. He knew what he was doing was going to hurt his sweet wife if she ever found out, which is why he tried his best to keep her in the dark about what he was doing with Layla when he was on the road all week. The less Jenna knew, the better.

Flashback: 18 months ago

Cody and Jenna had just been reunited and things were perfect. Well, they were perfect for Jenna anyways. She has recently found out that she was expecting. Cody was traveling and upset that his wife wouldn't give up her job and follow him around the country. She claimed to love him so much and that she was going to support his career and dream from here on out, but she wouldn't come on the road with him full time. She had come along a few days here and there when they first got back together; but since she found out that she was pregnant, she flat out refused to come along.

The nights were lonely without Jenna sleeping beside him. Cody missed her. Her soft voice on the phone every night could only do so much; it could make him feel loved and needed, but it couldn't fulfill his other 'manly urges'.

On one particularly lonely light without Jenna, Cody found himself sitting alone at the hotel bar. He had been drinking with some of his buddies from the roster earlier that night, but one by one they had drifted back to their own rooms, leaving Cody alone. Layla stopped by the bar shortly before last call. She had just got done with a horrible date and needed something to take the edge off of her bad luck. Imagine her surprise when she saw the long term object of her affection sitting by himself at the bar, nursing a drink and looking terribly lonely.

She slowly hopped up on the barstool next to him. "Hey stranger," she said softly as motioned for the barkeep to bring her a drink. "What are you doing here all alone? I thought Mrs. Perfect would be here with you tonight."

"Jenna doesn't travel with me. She'd rather stay at home. Besides, she's pregnant now, so not only won't she come on the road with me, she won't let me touch her either. Life is fucking great!" Cody growled unhappily as he downed the rest of his drink. He knew that he had had way too much to drink tonight and that he should probably just go back to his room, call Jenna just to hear her voice, and fall asleep. He would feel better in the morning.

"Congratulations on becoming a father. It is your baby, isn't it?" Layla asked carefully as she took a sip of her drink.

"Yeah. She isn't sleeping with anyone but me. She's faithful, Layla. She loves me, Layla. She finally gave in to the fact that we're meant to be together," he said bitterly and signaled the barkeep for another drink. Somewhere in the back of his mind, Cody knew that feeling depressed and lonely tonight, booze, and Layla were a dangerous combination; but at this point, he didn't care.

"You don't sound too happy, Cody. You used to be so happy when you were with me and there was no Jenna around. You know, I could make you that happy again, but you have to let me…" she said softly as she placed a hand on his knee. Cody felt a rush of desire run through his body as he felt Layla's soft touch on his knee. He looked around to see if anyone was witnessing what was happening between him and Layla right now. Seeing no one, he leaned in closer to her, "I'm in room 117," was all he said before he threw money down on the bar to pay for his and Layla's drink and then walked out of the bar, leaving Layla to smile after him. She always knew that eventually she would get Cody back; she just had to be patient. She finished her drink and hopped off her barstool and headed out of the bar to go to Cody's room. Everything was working perfectly. She nodded to the man sitting in the corner booth who had witnessed the entire exchange between her and Cody. She smiled to herself as she found herself amazed at the sudden friendship she had just struck up with Randy Orton.

Layla stopped by Randy's table. "What are you doing with Cody," he asked.

"Getting what's rightfully mine. Him. I told that little bitch she didn't stand a chance; I can tell he's not happy with her. He was always happy with me."

"Huh. Well. I would hate for Mrs. Runnels to find out about what you're about to do with her husband….." Randy trailed off.

"What do you want?"

"Hmm…a favor. Not right now, but eventually. I'm a patient man, I'll let you know when I'm ready to cash in a favor from you and in return, I'll keep my mouth shut about what you're about to do. Deal?" Randy stuck his hand out. Layla hesitated for a split second before she stuck her hand out and shook Randy's. "Deal."

Present Time

Randy witnessed the little interaction between Layla and Cody. He was tired of Jenna giving him the cold shoulder. It was time to cash in his favor from Layla.