A/N:Wow, so thanks once again for the reviews. I'm glad you are liking this story. Its quite hard for me to find my feet and write a believable storyline but I'm slowly learning to make it better. Onto the chapter. Culmination of all things going on with Noah's storyline. Enjoy XxX

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CHAPTER TWENTY ONE

I walked into the arena in St Louis, Missouri, dressed in a pair of dark denim skinny jeans, a black sweet lacy cap sleeved babydoll top covered by a black leather jacket. My feet were slipped into knee high black stiletto boots, my jeans tucked inside them. I had a black bag thrown over my shoulder which would hold some of the stuff, I'd left to be shipped with Legacy's items from arena to arena.

Heading for the canteen, I poured myself a strong cappuccino and swallowed it down as quickly as I could without it burning my throat.

"Someone had a long night?" I whipped around to see Randy standing there. I smiled in-spite of feeling low and scratched my forehead with the side of my hand before dropping the empty cup into the rubbish basket.

"Didn't sleep well that's all. What about you? You're here early?" I checked the clock to make sure I wasn't late.

"I know, I wanted to talk to you about something. I well...not here. Let's go to your locker room, please?" his eyes were low and he looked like he was just about ready to get down on his knees and beg me to say yes. I nodded slowly and then led the way out of the canteen, heading to my locker room which was just around the corner from the Legacy one. I sighed as I opened the door and motioned for him to come in after me.

Randy was still dressed in his street clothes, dark wash jeans and a clinging black shirt. I tucked my bottom lip in as I put my bag down and turned to look at him. He took a seat, stretching his long legs out and folding his arms over his massive chest, causing his arms to almost burst from the short sleeves of his shirt. I shook my head a little and slipped my jacket off, folding it over the back of the chair, turning my back to him again as I leaned up to pull down a brush off of the shelf.

"So....ughhh...what did you want to talk about?" I asked lightly as I kept my back to him.

"Noah?" he questioned in a low baritone voice close to my ear. I almost jumped out of my skin at the close proximity between us and tried to turn around but his hand on my hips kept me facing forward.

I could feel his warm breath flowing over the bare skin at the back of my neck and down my arms as he leaned closer, his strong muscled front coming up against my back which was practically arching away from him with nerves.

"Randy?" I questioned in the same tone of voice he had used when he was saying my own name "What are you doing?"

"Sshhh" was all I heard from him, his neck bending down as his breath got closer. I shivered, feeling his lips come into contact with the skin covering the juncture between my shoulder and neck, one hand smoothing down my bare arm, the other hand stayed, fingers gripping me tightly at my waist.

"Randy....?" I implored him with my voice. He pulled me tighter against him, his lips continuing on their journey, moving along the side of my neck, and I shivered as he pressed a kiss to my jugular vein, the skin jumping beneath his lips.

"I said be quiet" he half growled, half spoke. I felt my head begin to lull to the side as his kisses became more firm and his tongue snaked out to lick a path up over my jaw. I gasped and I gave in, my body giving way as I fell back into his embrace, my right hand which had been gripping the table came up to wind around his neck, pulling him down to meet me further.

I could feel his heart beat against my back and I knew mines was racing as quickly as his was. I gripped his other hand with my own, our fingers lacing together as he kissed my cheek chastely and tried to move around to kiss me on the lips.

In a flash, I pushed him away, turning around and standing on my tip toes, closing the distance between us. My hands gripped his face, holding him to me as we kissed.

Mouths fused together, teeth clashing painfully, tongues exploring and curling and searching, fingers laced through hair, tugging gently, my fingers scraped over his scalp earning a groan from him.

He lifted me up, pressing me back against the dressing table, my legs curling loosely around his hips as his lips demanded more from me.

His hand came away from my hair, moving down, caressing my bare skin, the capped sleeves of my shirt slipping down to reveal more. He peppered kisses all along my neck and I held onto him tightly, my hands gripping the back of his sheared head, my eyes opening briefly as my lips curled into a smile. Finally.

My eyes darted across the room as Randy pressed butterfly kisses along my collar-bone and I glanced at a poster of Legacy seeing Randy standing in between his two proteges. My eyes widened at the sight of Ted staring back at me, like he knew exactly what I was doing and I instantly pushed Randy away.

He looked down at me, hurt evident in his eyes.

"We...we can't do this Randy" I touched my swollen lips with my fingers, feeling them buzzing and tingling from the kisses before fixing the straps of my top.

"What? Noah? What are you talking about?" he managed to grind out but I wasn't hearing any of it.

"Sam, Teddy, what about them? We have to...we have to think, think of them" I stuttered, moving off the desk and stumbling around the small room "Its not about us. This isn't right. We have other obligations Randy...."

"You think this is just an obligation?!?" he all but roared at me, his eyes narrowing and his lips parted in a sneer.

"Randy, please" I begged and rubbed my hands over my face in frustration.

"Its fine, I get it. I'll see you in the ring!" he snapped before storming out of my locker room, leaving me looking around my empty locker room in sadness.

Standing in the middle of the ring was daunting for me. I paced back and forth dressed in the street clothes I'd arrived in. The only difference being, I'd been to hair and make-up and my hair and been styled in its usual high back and heavy bangs look.

I sighed as stood there, gripping the mic in my hand, listening to the boos that the crowd were shouting at me for what had happened to Randy the previous night.

I lifted the mic to my lips and the crowd quietened down. I scratched my chin nervously before starting to speak.

"Last night at Elimination Chamber, I got myself involved in a match which I shouldn't have. The night did not go to plan and that's no fault of my own. I...I went to that ring to help Randy win his championship back and instead, I...he was betrayed by his two proteges Ted Dibiase Jr and Cody Rhodes" I trailed off waiting for the crowds reaction.

"They both planned exactly what happened in that ring last night, it was a set up and although I was not supposed to be involved in the set up, I stuck my head in where it wasn't wanted and here I now find myself at the end of Randy Orton's wrath for my actions last night...." I was cut off as 'Voices' by 'Rev Theory' boomed throughout the arena.

I turned to the ramp to see Randy emerging slowly from the curtain, his eyes trained on me. I took a deep breath and let it out but all I could think about was how good Randy looked in his ring gear.

He walked down the ramp, his eyes never leaving mine as he stepped into the ring, a mic of his own in his hand.

He paced the ring for a few moments as I looked up at him, my mouth becoming as dry as a desert.

He turned his gaze upon me and I shivered at the look he was giving me.

"What the hell happened last night? You cost me that championship belt Noah. How could you do that to me? After everything that I've done for you?" he cocked his head to the side, the felt of the mic sliding against his lips as he spoke.

"I didn't, Randy please. It wasn't me. I threw that pipe to you, you were supposed to get it. I shouted on you, I did...." I pleaded with him, wishing I could just get out of the ring already.

"Enough!!" he roared "I don't want any excuses, you brought the pipe out to ringside. You did it, I don't care what you think Dibiase and Rhodes were doing but...."

"If I hadn't have brought the pipe, the outcome would have been the same. I got that pipe from Cody, in the locker room. He was bringing it to ringside for Ted and you still would have the lost the belt. It doesn't matter...."

"It matters to me" he growled, narrowing his eyes more.

He dropped his mic and came towards me, grabbing me around my arms and staring down at me. I heard boos and shouts from around the arena and I looked over Randy's shoulder to see Ted and Cody running towards the ring to attack Randy from behind.

Randy turned around, following my gaze and caught them both just as they were getting to the ring. Ted got in the ring and came towards Randy who exchanged punches with him before pulling Ted into an Inverted Headlock Backbreaker. I backed away into the corner as Cody tried to get in the ring and Randy caught him by the shoulders, performing a DDT off the ropes. Both members of Legacy lay flat out in the ring and I crawled towards the ropes at the other side of the ring, passing Ted and making sure he was okay.

Crouched on my hands and knees, I attempted to get out of the ring as Randy paced around in the ring and then turned his glare on me. I was crouched next to Cody and Randy backed up in the ring before running towards me.

I felt a blunt stab to the side of my head, nothing too painful and I rolled to the mat and flopped out of the ring, hitting the floor, which was more painful than the punt.

Randy was being cheered and booed in the ring; cheered for laying out Legacy and booed for punting me.

Medics gathered around as Randy left the ring, heading up the ramp and looking back down at us. He passed me a second look and I could see the hurt in his eyes from what had happened earlier. I closed my eyes again, pretending I was knocked out as I was loaded onto a gurney with a neckbrace around me.

I was wheeled out of the arena and taken to the back where I sat up and took the brace off, rolling my neck about.

I thanked the medics and they disappeared as I sat on the gurney, rubbing my hands over my face.

I sighed and jumped a little as I felt a hand cover my shoulder. I looked up to see Ted sitting on the gurney beside me.

He pulled me towards him and I began to sob on his chest, holding onto him as my body was wracked with tears and sobs.

What the hell have I done to Randy?

END OF CHAPTER

A/N2:Well that's another chapter. Now the way I am writing this, everything is not as it seems. That is a forewarning for you. You can come to your own conclusions. Thanks XxX