The two weeks that Randy was given off from work went by too quickly for the Legend Killer. When Trish was around, he was genuinely happy for the first time in so long. He hated leaving the house for any reason, even to go to the grocery store, but he was happy that he actually had someone to come home to. Besides knowing that he was in love with her, Randy felt that Trish was filling the void in his life. His empty feelings were gone. Trish gave Randy what he was missing, and unfortunately for Randy, Trish had no idea.

"Please, Trish, just come with me tomorrow," Randy sighed as he packed. He wasn't looking forward to his flight in the morning. It meant that he would have to leave Trish and that didn't sit well with him. Where would she stay while he was gone? Of course, he would let her stay there for as long as she would like. But maybe Trish would be lonely in his big house all alone. If he could, he would beg Vince for more time off, but he would never do that. Vince still scared Randy in the way that a stern principal scares a child who is afraid to do anything wrong at school.

"Randy, I don't think I can come with you," Trish replied as she laid on her stomach on Randy's bed, watching him pack his suitcase for the week.

"I promise, I won't let Shane near you," Randy ensured Trish.

"Flattering as that is, Randy, I'm just not ready to go back. I know Vince will bombard me with a contract, and I'm just not ready for that. I mean, I'm going to turn it down no matter what, but I don't think I can handle all the questions yet."

"You don't trust me to keep you safe, do you?" Randy asked with a sad look in his eyes. He wanted Trish to trust him more than anything. Rather, he just wanted Trish to love him more than anything.

"I do, Randy, I really do. You've kept me safe this long without having to, and that's a debt that I'll never be able to repay. I just don't want to cause you any more trouble than I already have."

"Trust me, Trish, you're never any trouble," Randy earnestly told her, looking up from his packing.

Trish smiled sweetly at him. "So…Do you want me to go back home while you're gone?"

"No!" Randy quickly said. He didn't want her to go back to Ron, but knowing that she was in his house was a comfort to Randy. "Trish, you can stay here as long as you'd like. I'll be back in a few days, so…"

"Randy, where have you been all my life?"

"Well, for the first four years, I wasn't even born yet, and then—"

"You know what I meant," Trish laughed.

Randy finished his packing in silence. He could feel Trish's eyes upon him the whole time, and he smiled to himself. He was sure he had a really goofy look on his face, but he didn't care. If Trish was happy, then he was happy. And if they were both happy, then Randy was in heaven.

"What's wrong, kid?" Shawn asked as he laid his eyes on Randy for the first time in weeks.

Randy opened his mouth to answer, but Shawn held up his hand to stop him.

"Wait, I know," Shawn said with confidence. "It's because you're away from her, isn't it?"

"I really do miss Trish," Randy revealed. "She didn't want to come with me tonight."

"Because of Shane?" Shawn asked with a grin on his face.

"Yeah, but what I'm wondering is…Why are you smiling like that? We hate Shane," Randy said.

"Be that as it may, I have some good news about that," Shawn said, keeping the grin on his face alive.

"Spill," Randy said like a teenage girl who was about to hear the juiciest gossip.

"Well, Vince found out about the incident and is suspended for sixty days," Shawn explained.

"No way," Randy said, a grin rivaling Shawn's forming on his face. "Let me call Trish. I'm sure she'd love to visit now."

Shawn didn't answer, but nodded. He looked at Randy like how a grandfather would look at his grandson after he hit the winning home run in his little league baseball game.

But in his mind, Shawn was thinking something different.

The poor boy is going to get his heart broken.