Sorry for the extremely long wait. I just kinda got preoccupied with some other stories and with school. But here you go, another addition to The Marine

Work seemed like it was going to be fairly normal tonight. We were in Boston tonight, and it was a pretty relaxed night. The current ongoing storylines were pretty much writing themselves.

I sat alone in my office for almost the entire night. I had no visitors, and I was glad for that. But then the door knocked. Curse my thoughts….

"Come on in," I said, and my voice was hoarse tonight. The door opened and Vince McMahon walked in.

"Hey there Jess."

I nodded as he took a seat across from me. "What's going on Vince?"

He sighed, and immediately I knew it wasn't going to be good news. "Jess, I've been hearing a lot of talking from many people around here. I think that maybe it's time you take a break from the show for a while."

My mouth popped open a little. I really couldn't afford to not work right now. It was the only thing keeping me sane. I haven't heard from my husband in nearly three weeks. "I see. Who's gonna run the show if I leave?"

He continued to stare at me. "Jess, trust me, we have someone that is going to be able to keep up the work for you. She was actually our second choice a while ago if you didn't take this job." He sat across from me with his hands in his lap and his foot resting on his leg.

I sighed. "So tonight is going to be my last night then huh?"

He nodded. "I'm afraid so." He got up and walked over to where I was and gave me a slight hug. "I'm sorry for all the stress that's been on your shoulders lately Jess. But after you have your baby, everything will get back to normal."

I nodded as I felt tears coming to my eyes. I watched Vince leave the room, and sure enough, Randy walked in. I couldn't look up at him.

I know Randy's been there for me the past few weeks, but I can't stand myself knowing that I've been secretly kissing him and having some kind of relationship more than just friends. My husband is overseas right now, and I don't even know if he's still safe. I shouldn't be messing around right now. Besides, I'm pregnant.

"Hey," he said solemnly. I nodded as I pretended to look over some papers on my desk. He was dressed for his match that was coming up soon.

"What are you doing here Randy? Shouldn't you be getting ready for your match?" I still didn't look at him. I didn't even glance. But out of the corner of my eye, I saw him look down at what he was wearing.

He chuckled. "You know Jess, I don't know if you've noticed but I'm dressed for my match."

I looked over at my laptop that sat next to my suitcase. The screen flashed with a few emails that I just happened to receive.

"Why are you ignoring me?"

I finally turned and looked at him. I opened my mouth to speak, but closed it right away. What was I going to say? "I'm not ignoring you Randy."

He chuckled again. "Yes, yes you are. You aren't speaking to me…at all."

"I just said five words to you a few seconds ago, what more do you need?" I turned back to my laptop.

"Jess, come on."

"Look Randy, I'm just not in the mood to talk right now. Can you please…just leave my office? I really need to be alone right now." I sighed as I rested my head on my desk. "I'm sorry. I just got told that I can't work for a while until I have my baby, and I'm just so stressed out."

"I understand." He walked over and kissed the top of my head and then he walked out of the room. I sighed to myself and shook my head.

The night ended faster than it had begun, and I was ready to walk back out to my limo. I headed down the hallway. I felt like I was being followed, but of course, why wouldn't I. I turned around, and the footsteps stopped.

"Whoever is following me, needs to stop. I'm not in the mood to deal with your bull shit." My voice echoed down the empty hallway, and I turned to continue walking.

The footsteps started up again, and I started walking faster. I adjusted my purse on my shoulder as I grasped my suitcase tighter. Just then I was pushed down from behind. I fell forward onto my suitcase and my purse spilled all over the floor.

I rolled over onto my back.

"It's been a real long time Jessica." I stared at a dark silhouette standing over me.

"W-Who the hell are y-you?" I couldn't help but shiver at his cold voice. I started crawling backwards, trying to get away.

"How could you forget me Jess? We had so much going for us way back when. How's your boyfriend doing? Oh I'm sorry, I mean your husband?" He started taking small steps towards me, and I continued to crawl away.

Why does this always happen to me? I'm so stressed out, I'm going to be leaving my job for a while, and now I'm being stalked! Seriously, could life get any worse right now?

And then came more footsteps. For the love of God! "Jess are you o—" I heard Randy stutter and them come to a halt. He was silent for at least a couple minutes. "I see you're out of jail early."

I looked back at him, about ready to ask what the hell he was talking about. I've never been in jail! But I saw him staring straight ahead of him, at the figure (I had forgotten was there,) that was inching closer and closer to me.

"Randy, it's nice to see you to." I looked back at the figure, still trying to figure out who he was. I continued crawling back until I felt myself hit Randy's legs. He bent down and held me close to him, and he could feel how scared I was.

"You know you're banned from here, right?"

"Do I care?"

"What are you even doing here Rhodes?"

Rhodes…. Rhodes…. Why the hell was I blanking on this? No…it couldn't be.

"Cody Rhodes?" I finally blurted out. "Get the hell out of here!" I started scrambling, trying to get to my feet when Cody lunged at me and grabbed my foot.

"You're not going anywhere Jessica. I believe you still owe me something."

"I don't owe you SHIT!" Randy was quick to attack him off of me. I started sprinting down the hallway to the garage, not even caring that I had left my stuff behind. If anything, Randy will bring it to me. I know he will.

I pushed through the large steel door that led into the main parking area, and I headed for my limo. The driver had been waiting outside for me, but something was off. I stopped midway in the parking area and stared at my driver. That wasn't my normal guy.

I started taking steps backwards when he started yelling at me. "Jessica? Jessica where are you going?" I ran back inside the large door, and Randy was on the ground down the hall. I immediately ran back to him. He was clutching his stomach.

"Jess, don't go out to your limo. Your driver isn't there." He was breathing heavy. I got down on my knees and I gave him an awkward hug.

"Trust me I know."

The large door down the hall to the garage swung open, and a few guys. I helped Randy try and get to his feet. But even still we were too late. They had us surrounded.