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7am brought a very loud alarm and lots of squeals and screams from the girls room. They were all teasing Liz because it was her wedding day. They all got dressed in comfy clothes and zip-up hoodies and headed out to start the day. The girls headed to the lobby of the hotel and made themselves a bagel to eat on the way.
At the salon they would all be having their hair, make-up and nails done. It was arranged nicely because they could all sit together and gab the time away. Miranda sat down in her chair and the stylist introduced himself. When he was putting the cape on her he noticed the marks and bruises on her neck. "Girrrl…." He said as he peeked, "What were you and your man up to?"
Liz and a few girls looked over nervously…they knew what was coming. Miranda took a deep breath, "They're not from him. I was kidnapped by my ex and he strangled me."
"I'm so sorry!" He gasped. "Don't you worry, we'll get those covered up and you'd never know they were there."
Miranda smiled, "Thanks, I'd appreciate that."
"And we'll see about the stitches on your forehead. We have a flesh-colored bandage we can use and then we'll just style your hair so it covers most of it."
Miranda nodded, "That would be great."
Liz settled back and relaxed. Today was going to be the best day of her life.
As the girls gabbed, they had everything taken care of. A few hours later, they were all finished. They took a few pics for the stylists to display and then left. Now it was off to lunch and then to the chapel to get ready.
By the time the girls arrived at the chapel and got ready, they were already running late. The bridesmaids were helping out with the last-minute things as Liz's mom and sister helped her get into her dress. Miranda was walking through the chapel making sure all of the flowers were put up where they were supposed to be when she heard someone whisper her name. She smiled and turned, and there was Randy smiling at her. He was all decked out in his tux and looking incredibly hot.
Miranda smiled, "Hey stud."
He looked her up and down, and couldn't believe it. She looked great, the bruises were covered up, and he loved seeing her look so happy. "Hey beautiful." And he kissed her sweetly. "How's Liz doing?"
"Let's just say, we're getting ready to do a shot to calm the nerves. She's excited and nervous. How about John?"
"He's a bit nervous that he'll mess up his vows. But we're getting the shots ready also." Randy replied. "You look great."
"You look pretty hot yourself."
"I've gotta run, but I'll see you for pictures." Miranda said as she hugged him and hustled off to report back to the girls.
Randy watched her with a smile on his face.
They did pictures before the wedding, and the photographers took lots of pictures. Posed and un-posed. Randy and Miranda stayed close to each other. Then it was time to line up.
Randy held out his arm for Miranda, "Are you ready?"
She smiled and linked arms with him, "Ready as I'll ever be."
As the music played, they watched the others walk down the aisle to their places, and then it was their turn. As they walked in time, they both looked at each other, smiled and held on a little tighter. Miranda recognized some of the guests as fellow wrestlers from past and present.
Throughout the ceremony, Randy and Miranda would look at each other and smile. As Liz and John were saying their vows, Randy and Miranda were lost in the clouds. They were both thinking about what they had, and then lost, and now were beginning again.
When Liz and John kissed, everyone cheered. Randy and Miranda linked arms and walked up the aisle. Randy leaned over to Miranda, "were you thinking what I think you were thinking?"
She looked at him, "I don't know if I can follow that statement. But I think I was thinking what you think I was thinking and if it's the same as what I think you were thinking, then…I hope so."
He leaned over and gave her a quick kiss as they exited the chapel. They took their place in the receiving line and began to greet the guests and give them their bubbles as they exited.
Then after the newly married couple climbed into their vehicle, the wedding party climbed into the Hummer limo and they all left for the reception.
At the reception…
After the meal, it was time to get the party started! John's cousin Marc was dj'ing and he was spinning some killer tunes! The dancefloor was hoppin'! Randy and Miranda were floating around mingling. Both of them were feeling sore, so they were only dancing to the slow stuff.
Randy introduced Miranda to a few people she didn't know yet.
Randy noticed Vince was waving them over, so he patted Miranda's arm, "Vince wants to talk to me. Wanna join us?"
"Sure." And she walked with him.
Vince greeted them with a smile and gave Miranda a hug. "It's nice to see you're doing well." Vince said genuinely to her.
Miranda smiled, "Thanks sir. It's good to see you again."
"Grab a seat you two, I wanted to talk to you about something." Vince said gesturing to the chairs across from him.
Randy looked over at Miranda and winked. "Sir, sounds like we're going into a meeting."
Vince nodded, "Yes, a makeshift meeting. I want to propose an idea to you. And I'm glad you're both here."
They sat down. Randy asked, "What kind of idea?"
Vince clasped his hands together, "Well, we'd like to put out a Viper dvd set. Highlighting the highs and lows of your career so far. We want to make this in-depth though, not just about the matches. We want to do interviews with family, friends, and fellow superstars."
Randy nodded, "Sounds great Vince, I'm honored."
"Well, you've worked hard to get back on top and you've kept your nose clean and your shit straight and it's time to be rewarded. But…I want to run something past you."
"What's that?" Randy inquired.
"I want this to talk about the lowest of lows. When you were abusing drugs and overdosed at home and Miranda found you and saved your life. When you were runnin' with a bad crowd, the turmoil it caused which eventually led to the demise of your marriage. And now that you're straight you've been able to rekindle things and you're working towards rebuilding your foundation together." Vince proposed.
Randy looked hesitant, "I don't know Vince." And he looked over at Miranda. He could see in her face and her eyes that she wasn't too sure about the idea either. "I mean, that's awfully private."
"It's private, but it's the blatant, honest-to-God truth."
"But that's a lot to relive. And I don't want Miranda to suffer any kind of backlash because of the divorce." Randy said shaking his head. "And that's putting her out there for the world to see."
"Randy with the internet, all anyone needs is her name and they'll be able to find her Twitter, her Facebook, pictures from old MySpace accounts, hell, even her yearbook photos. There is no such thing as privacy anymore, so why not embrace it and just open up and be honest. Let everyone see you for who you truly are. It'll help to build your fanbase." Vince argued. He wanted this done, and he knew he wasn't going to take no for an answer.
Randy looked over at Miranda, "Want to talk about this?"
She nodded.
"Look, we'll discuss it and I'll let you know by Monday." Randy replied.
"Good, because I want to work out the details and set up time to film. But I want to start filming the actual current footage after you're fully recovered. But we can start with the side interviews as soon as you say go." Vince said reaching across the table and shaking Randy's hand.
"Yes sir. I'll call you Monday." Randy and Miranda got up from the table and headed off to get a drink.
As the night passed, they spent time with lots of people, but they also spent a fair share on the dance floor in each other's arms. For Miranda, it was kind of surreal. Being there with a lot of the friends they hung around with when they were married. Looking at it now, she couldn't even imagine if she had brought Chris to the wedding. They were a rowdy bunch who at times could be very raunchy as well. She loved it, she loved them. There was an overwhelming sense of self when she was with all of them. There was no act to put on, or role to play, she could let her hair down and just be herself.
It was getting to be the end of the night, and they were back out on the dance floor. Randy looked into her eyes, "I love you Miranda."
She smiled and gazed back, "I love you too Randy."
"Wanna go upstairs?" He asked with a wink.
Miranda smiled and nodded.
He took her by the hand, they went around and said their goodbyes and headed off upstairs.
Once they were in their room, they both stripped down and got into the hot tub. Miranda didn't feel too bad, but Randy was quite sore. Being on his feet almost all day had certainly taken a toll on his lower back. He put his arm around her and they snuggled in the hot tub.
"Carebear, can I ask you something?" He asked quietly.
"Of course."
"I know we're not rushing things, and I love where we're at, but it makes introductions hard. What should I introduce you as? Where are we at?"
Miranda shrugged her shoulders, "I…I don't know. I thought about that too. Now that we are where we are, where are we? Where do you want to be?"
Randy laughed, "Don't ask me that, because you won't like my answer."
She looked at him funny, "What do you mean by that?"
Randy shook his head, "Where do you want to be?"
Miranda sighed, "I don't know. I mean, I know I told myself I wanted to go slow, but it's really hard to move slow with someone you've been with for so long and because we used to be married."
"I know. I mean, to be totally honest, I say let's go balls to the wall and be back together. Let's be us again. But, on the flip side of that, I don't want to move so fast that we don't enjoy it."
Miranda laughed, "Who would have thought this would be the difficult part?"
"No shit. Hey, when we get home tomorrow, do you wanna have dinner at my folks's house? They are still waiting to have dinner with us." Randy asked.
"Yeah, sure. I'd like that."
They stayed in the hot tub for a bit longer, and then dried off and went to bed. They snuggled into one another and fell asleep.
The next morning they woke up and met with the wedding party downstairs for breakfast. Then everyone was heading to the airport to all go their separate ways. John walked over to Randy, "Wassup?"
Randy shook his head, "Nadda. How about you? How did it feel to consummate your marriage?"
"Ha, wouldn't you like to know." John teased. "How about you guys? You doin' alright?"
"Yeah, real good. We just don't know where to go from here." Randy said with a laugh. "So for now we're just going to head home and resume life. Miranda's got a lot to square away and I'll be rehabbing my back, so for now I don't think we're going to have to label it."
"Nice." John started to say but then got summoned by his new bride.
Randy headed back to the table. Everyone ate and laughed and told funny stories about the reception the night before. Lots of good memories were made that night.
On their way back to the room, Randy wrapped his arm around Miranda and pulled her in for a kiss. Miranda kissed him back lovingly. He slid his hand into hers as they walked down the hall.
"Randy, is that you?" He heard a familiar female voice ask.
He stopped and turned around. There was a woman that he had known a few years back. Her name was Claudia and she was one of the last girls Randy had cheated on Miranda with. He smiled, "Hey Claudia."
She smiled, "It's good to see you. I know it's been a long time."
He nodded, "Yes it has. Claudia, this is Miranda. Miranda, this is Claudia." He said awkwardly. God he couldn't believe this was happening to him. What had he done to deserve this?
Claudia shook Miranda's hand, "It's nice to meet you Mrs. Orton. I've heard a lot of great things about you."
Miranda tried not to look confused, "Thanks…"
"I'd love to chat, but we have a plane to catch," Randy said quickly. "But it was good seeing you too."
Claudia smiled, "No problem. Bye now!" And she walked off.
Miranda looked at Randy, "Who was she?"
Randy took a deep breath, "Someone I knew a few years ago."
She looked at him waiting for a more in-depth answer.
He looked uncomfortable, "She was…um…well…just a girl I knew."
Miranda sighed, "She was someone you hooked up with?"
He nodded solemnly.
"And she has no idea about what all has happened since the two of you hooked up, so she thinks I'm still the clueless wife who has no idea, right?"
Randy nodded again. "I'm sorry."
"Randy, it's in the past. Let me guess, you haven't seen her since the two of you had your thing. Right?"
"Right."
"Then it is what it is. We're past that." Miranda said shrugging her shoulders. "I can't hold it against you now. I already did, we got divorced."
Randy smiled, "Thanks Miranda." And he kissed her.
"The few girls I've ever seen that he cheated on me with were all so skinny and so pretty…how the hell do I hold up to that?" She thought to herself. It's the one thing that she always said she'd do something about, but never did. Maybe it was time to make a change herself. Maybe she'd start working out at the Y. But she didn't want to tell Randy. She didn't want him thinking she was doing it for him. This was something she wanted to do for her, and to surprise him with.
They got back to the room and packed up the last of their things. Then headed off to the airport. It was time to go back to reality, back to real life. And see just where this life was going to take them.
**What will life bring them? Where will they go from here? You just never know what might come along…Please read and review! Let me know what you guys see…or think….THANKS!**