Disclaimer: I do not own anything dealing with WWE or any song lyrics that is used as a muse. I also do not own the rights to any products or persons mentioned in the story as well.

Warning: Adult themes as well as Slash between some of the characters (mostly M/M).

I'm Dreaming of a White Christmas

Randy stood in front of the mirror looking at himself. He wore a white suit with a white shirt and red vest. He couldn't help but to smile. He was so happy and excited about getting married. Glenn and he had been together for a long time and he was ready to settle down and have kids. He wanted to give the older man at least two or three kids, but he would be happy for one.

There was a knock at the door.

"Who is it?"

"Cena," John said.

"Cody," the Dashing One replied.

"Edge," Adam said.

"Ted," DiBiase answered.

"And me, the Shaman of Sexy," Morrison said.

"Come in," Randy said.

The door opened and the guys entered. They wore black suits with a black shirt and red vest.

"How are you feeling?" Cody asked.

"Surprisingly...happy," Randy answered.

"Not nervous?" John said.

Randy shook his head. "I'm happy to be getting married and I want to be with him. I want kids."

"You'll love it," Adam said. "Then, you wish that they would just stay babies forever."

"I know," Randy said. "Is Anna with Wade?"

Adam nodded.

"She looks so cute in that dress," Ted said.

"Where's Elizabeth?" Cody asked.

"She's being watched by Dom, our baby-sitter. Baby girl is having issues with her teeth."

Everyone looked at him.

"Teething?" Adam asked.

John nodded. "One or two are cutting."

"Poor girl," the Canadian.

Morrison just pouted for the little girl.

Another knock came. "Mr. Orton, are you ready?"

"Yup," Randy said.

The other guys chuckled. They went out and got into place.

"Randy, you look very handsome," Cody said.

"Thank you, Codes," Randy said.

The music started and the bride's grooms walked down the aisle. Randy's father came to his side.

"You look very handsome, son," Bob said.

"Thank you, Dad," Randy returned.

"I'm so proud of you. Glenn's a great man."

"I know."

"You ready?"

Randy nodded and took his father's arm. Both men began to walk down when the bride's music hit. Randy kept his blues on his future husband. Glenn wore a white suit and shirt like Randy, but his vest was hunter green. His groom's men, Mark, Hunter, Steve, Jerry, and Shawn, wore black suits with black shirts and a hunter green vest.

"Do you release this man unto a new life?" the priest asked.

"I do," Bob said.

The priest nodded at Bob, who nodded back. He hugged his son and went to sit down.

"Today was supposed to be the end of the world according to the Mayan calender," the priest replied. "However, I don't see it as that. Today is a creation of a new life, a marriage between these two men. They have loved each other and have been to hell and back. I have known Glenn for a long time since we were kids. This man was slow to trust and like anyone I can attest to that."

There were chuckles and Mark nodded.

"When he came to me during the Christmas holiday a few years ago, he had this twinkle in his eyes and he said that he found the one that he wanted to be with. I thought I died that day. This man never dated in school nor looked at anyone with that kind of interest, but he found the one. He called Randy 'The One' and when I met him, I had to agree. So they stand before you today in hopes of becoming one."

Randy smiled at Glenn, who winked at him.

"Cena, will you please give Randy the ring?" the priest asked.

The blond nodded and pulled the ring out of his vest pocket. He handed it to Randy.

The priest cleared his throat, "Do you, Randall Keith Orton, take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband for better or poorer, in sickness and in health, through good times and bad till death do you part?"

"I do."

"You may give him the ring."

Randy slipped the ring onto Glenn's finger.

"Mark, will you please hand Glenn the ring?" the priest asked.

Mark did so.

"Do you, Glenn Thomas Jacobs, take this young man whom you madly adore to be your lawfully wedded husband for better or poorer, in sickness and in health, through good times and bad till death do you part?"

"I do. I million times do."

"You may give him the ring."

Glenn slipped the band onto Randy's finger.

The priest placed a white candle in front of him. He hand them two small black candles and lit them.

"The black candles represent the end of your previous life. When you light the white candle, it will symbolize the new life that you will both share together. You may light the candle when ready and blew out the black one."

Randy and Glenn did so.

The priest smiled. "You may now kiss each other."

"This was what I was waiting for," Glenn said. He grabbed his husband and kissed him.

The priest shook his head while everyone laughed.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the reception will be at the Hall," Randy said. "We will see you all there."

Everyone got up and left. Randy and Glenn walked down the aisle and out the door. They stopped and stared at the freshly covered ground.

"It wasn't supposed to snow today," Randy said. "It hadn't snowed for two weeks."

Glenn smiled. "It's our white wedding, baby."

Randy smiled. He took Glenn's hand and they went through the tunnel of people throwing bird seeds at them. They went straight to their limo and got in. Randy placed his head on his husband's shoulder and stared out onto the white world. He smiled and thought of their future together.