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OLD HABITS DIE HARD

She wasn't even competing that night at the pay-per-view but Michelle still had to attend – despite being told by her doctor that she should be resting up. The original plan was a tag-team match - Maryse and Michelle vs Kelly-Kelly and Eve Torres – however due to Michelle's injury, this was scraped, and it was now just Maryse vs Eve.

As she sat down on the bench in the locker room, Michelle was just glad that Melina and Alicia wouldn't be in the arena tonight. It turns out that seeing as Michelle's injury was the most serious, it was the other two that took the brunt of the punishment, both being suspended for a week.

"Let's have some fun, this beat is sick; I wanna take a ride on your disco stick..."

Looking over in the corner of the room, Michelle noticed a familiar unzipped red sports bag, showing off its zebra print interior. Peeking out was a Blackberry, vibrating the sound of Lady Gaga's 'Love Game'. Only one person could have that bag, and that ringtone combined.

"Chelle!" Maria exclaimed, coming out of the showers and running towards her friend, embracing her in a hug.

Michelle had barely spoken to Maria since coming to Raw. The former roommates had both been so preoccupied by their respective shows; they'd been too busy to talk like they used to. Sure, there'd been the occasional call or text, but it was never enough.

Maria sat down on the bench next to the blonde, tucking her red hair behind her ears. "I've missed you so much! I hear loads of rumours about stuff that goes on with you on Raw, but I never know what to believe..."

"Like what?" Michelle interjected.

"Like when people say that you got into a fight with Melina." Maria bit down on her lip, as if she instantly regretted saying it.

"Actually, that one is probably the only one that's true." Michelle said apprehensively. "We had a little... incident, but I think things can only get better."

"It's like drama follows you." Maria let a giggle slip through her lips. "Chelle, I just want you to be okay. I can't help but feel responsible for you leaving Smackdown, and now it's like..."

"You are not response for me leaving Smackdown!" Michelle interjected, as she put an arm around her friend's shoulders. "That was my choice and mine alone."

"But it wouldn't have happened if it wasn't for the Natalya thing, and that was my..."

Michelle held up a hand. "Let's not talk about this anymore. Everything is fine, and you shouldn't be worrying about me anyway. I'm a big girl, I can handle myself."

Maria nodded slightly. "Well, do you feel like getting something from catering? I'm starving!"

"Good to see your appetite's still as strong as ever." Michelle winked, standing up. "And yes, food would be brilliant!"

Just as the two girls stood up, there was a knock at the door, to which both girls shrugged.

"Come in!" Michelle called, and Randy's head peered around the door.

"It's okay, we're all decent." Michelle smiled, however as she turned to her redheaded friend, she didn't share the same smile.

Michelle instantly remembered her previous conversations with Maria about Randy, in which Maria had been less than complimentary of 'The Legend Killer'. Quotes such as 'He knows how to get the girls, and the last thing you need is another Mark situation...' sprung to mind.

"Randy, you know Maria, right?" Michelle felt the need to connect the two.

"Yeah, sure." Randy nodded politely in Maria's direction, to which Maria responded with a head bob of her own.

"Well, I'm going to catering. I'll see you later, Chelle. Good to see you again, Randy." Maria added, before she made a quick exit out of the door, leaving Michelle and Randy alone in the locker room.

"So how are you?" Randy asked, leaning back against one of the lockers, and flicking his finger out coolly.

"Are you checking up on me?" Michelle couldn't help but smirk, as she watched the concerned look disappear off of Randy's face very quickly. "That's too cute!"

"I'm not checking up on you..."

"Don't worry, if you needed anyone to check up on you, you know I'd be the first one to do it." Michelle smiled, resting a hand on Randy's strong bicep.

Michelle could practically feel the stony muscle even under his jacket, and she found it increasingly difficult to remove her hand from him, as she felt a light smile curve over her lips. Randy's blue eyes focused in on her hand on his arm.

'There's something about you, I want to rescue. I don't even know you, so what does that mean...?'

Michelle couldn't blame Maria this time, as the first line of Bon Jovi's 'Superman Tonight' rang out from her own cell phone, alerting her of an incoming message.

ONE NEW MESSAGE
'Meet me my hotel room at 11. I'm already there - M'

Randy let out a nervous cough, and scratched the back of his head agitatedly; realising Michelle's hand was still rested on his arm.

"I've got to go." Michelle snatched her arm away, as she begin gathering her belongings.

"Is everything alright?" A concerned look spread over Randy's face again.

"I'm fine, and you should get going too! You've probably got a match to prepare for, haven't you?" Michelle knew perfectly well that he was facing Kofi Kingston in a No DQ match.

"Yeah, Kofi Kingston, no DQ." Randy confirmed, nodding slightly as he headed towards the door. "So I'll see you later?"

"I think we're going out together." Michelle pulled on her jacket. "Perhaps I'll walk you to your door?"

Michelle paced down the corridor of the hotel, a pair of dark sunglasses covering her eyes. No-one on the roster knew of this secret friendship she had, and if they found out, suspicions would be high.

She even had a special knock, signifying that it was her. Three long taps, and two short ones. As she reached the door, she repeated the same procedure.

"You took your time." Maryse stuck her head around the door, scouring the corridor, before letting Michelle inside.

"I was talking to Randy." Michelle entered the room and slipped off her jacket.

Maryse raised an eyebrow, suggestively.

"Not in that way."

"As much as your love life interests me..." Michelle could detect Maryse's sarcasm. "...you're here to help me take down Melina."

NEXT TIME
A new love interest of Michelle's sets off Randy; has the Legend Killer got something to hide?