All Grown Up

by Citcat

*Growing Up Sequel* Its been 8 years since the gang has seen each other. Are their relationships and friendships as strong as they once were? Or are they shattered and beyond repair? HHH, Steph McMahon, Jericho, Trish Stratus, Randy Orton, Stacy Keibler

21. Secrets Reveled

Title: All Grown Up

Chapter 21: Secrets Reveled

Summary: *Growing Up Sequel* Its been 8 years since the gang has seen each other. Are their relationships and friendships as strong as they once were? Or are they shattered and beyond repair? HHH, Steph McMahon, Jericho, Trish Stratus, Randy Orton, Stacy Keibler

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the characters you don't recognize.

XoxoxoxoX

Trish pulled into an apartment complex parking lot. She looked up at the tall building from inside her car. It had been two days since Stacy had been in the hospital and Trish was going to pick her up and take her home. First, Trish had to go to Randy's apartment to get Stacy's purse and some clothing. Since Stephanie and Paul found Stacy only in Randy's shirt that horrible day, Stacy needed clothes to go home in. Trish sighed as she got out of her car, and made her way inside the building. She wasn't looking forward to meeting with Randy. He had cheated on Stacy, from what Trish was aware of and Trish wasn't exactly keen on cheaters at the moment. She quickly made it to Randy's floor and walked down to his door. She knocked and waited patiently for the door to open.

On the other side of the door, Randy laid on the couch in a pair of grey sweat pants and shirt less. His head looked up over the couch and looked at the door. He thought he had heard someone knock, but ignored it. The last two days, he hadn't slept or showered. He hadn't gone into work either. Orton just didn't have the will power to get up and do anything. The second Stacy told him that she didn't want to be with him anymore, it killed him. He knew in his heart that he had hurt her, but he never thought that she would actually leave him. The last two days he had been trying to figure out how to win her heart back. He was nothing without her and he couldn't stand to be without her. Randy was knocked out of his thoughts as he heard the knock again. He looked at the clock on his wall and noticed it was still kind of early. He wasn't expecting company and wondered who it could be. He got up off the couch and made his way to the door. He looked through the peep hole, and quickly answered the door.

"Trish, what are you doing here?" Randy questioned, allowing her into his apartment.

"What smells?" Trish crinkled up her nose looking around the room.

"I don't smell anything." Randy smelt around as Trish walked passed Randy.

"When was the last time you took a shower?" Trish questioned eyeing Randy.

"A few days ago." Randy shrugged his shoulders.

"Right, maybe you should take one everyday." Trish shook her head.

"Thanks a lot Trish." Randy sighed. "Insult a guy when he's down."

"That's nobody's fault but yours." Trish heard herself say.

"What can I help you with Trish?" Randy asked as he shut his door.

"I came to get Stacy's purse." Trish retorted. "And some clothes."

"Is she being released today?" Randy asked, his eyes filled with concern.

"Yeah, she is." Trish answered looking at Randy.

"So, you're picking her up." Randy nodded. "Can I come with?"

"I don't think that's such a good idea." Trish replied as she watched Randy walk into the bedroom.

"Ok." Randy sighed to himself as he rummaged around in his bedroom.

Trish waited out in the living room patiently. She looked around the apartment. It looked to a good looking place, but it was dirty. There was piles of dishes in the sink and pizza boxes on the counter. The trash was overfilling and flies were flying around by it. There was clothing lying around the entire room and a blanket and pillow laying on the couch. A few glasses and cans were set on the coffee table in the living room. A frown came upon Trish's face as she recalled the stench that she smelt on Randy. He obviously hadn't showered in a couple of days, and he didn't look too well. He actually looked worse then just heartbroken. Trish didn't understand why he was so miserable. She assumed that he'd go running back to Candice. She looked up as she noticed Randy coming out the bedroom with a bag and Stacy's purse.

"Why'd you do it Randy?" Trish heard herself say, not meaning to actually say it out loud.

"I ran away from my problems." Randy sighed again. "I didn't know how to face them and I took the cowards way out, which ended up screwing me over in the end."
"What does Candice have that Stacy doesn't?" Trish questioned, wanting to know more answers.

"Candice has nothing." Randy looked into Trish's eyes. "Trish, I know I fucked up and I know she doesn't want to be around me. But I'm dying without her. I miss her so much."

"You cheated on her." Trish felt bad for Randy. "How do you do that to someone you love?"

"I never slept with Candice." Randy responded, hurt clear in his eyes. "I only kissed her and I felt nothing for her. I know it was wrong, and I'm regretting it every second of the day. I only have feelings for Stacy. I'm so in love with her it hurts. I'll do anything to get her back."

Trish felt her heart breaking for both Randy and Stacy now. They had been together for eight years and now it was going down the drain. She looked up at Randy and could tell he was telling the complete truth about everything. She saw the pain and hurt in his eyes along with sorrow. A small frown appeared on her face as she took notice of the dark bags under Randy's eyes. She knew that Stacy still loved Randy, but she wasn't sure if Stacy being with Randy was the right thing. He had hurt her once too many and she was tired of seeing Stacy hurt. Her mind quickly changed as Randy brought up the memory that she had spent so long trying to forget.

"Trish, of all people…" Randy looked her in the eyes. "I thought you would understand. Since you've been in my shoes before."

"Randy, it's different now." Trish bit her bottom lip.

"How is it different?" Randy questioned.

"We're not in high school anymore." Trish shook her head, as her heart went out to him.

"Well, that may be true…" Randy said. "But just because we graduated high school, doesn't mean we starting feeling things differently. I know you loved Chris back then when you cheated on him. It killed you inside and all you wanted was to be with him again. That's how I feel right now."

"Randy, what do you want me to do?" Trish asked caving into him.

"I don't want you to think that I'm holding this against you." Randy sighed. "I just, I'm desperate to get Stacy back."

"How can I help?" Trish gave him a small smile.

Randy handed Trish the bag with some of Stacy's clothes in it and her purse. He then quickly ran into the bedroom. She heard him going through things in there and she couldn't help but giggle to herself while she shook her head. It was like he was a little school boy all over again trying to win the heart of the one woman he loved. She knew that he wasn't trying to use her cheating on Chris against her. He was just trying to get across the point that he was in love with Stacy. It helped him in this case. Her head glanced up at him as he came out the bedroom.

"Can you give this to her please?" Randy asked handing her a framed picture.

"Yeah, I'll give it to her." Trish gave Randy a quick hug. "I don't know how she'll react."

"I don't care." Randy hugged Trish back. "It's a start at trying to fix what I screwed up."

"I know she loves you Randy…" Trish sighed as she walked to the door. "Just give her some time."

"Thanks Trish." Randy watched as she opened the door. "Trish…"

"Yeah?" Trish questioned half way out the door.

"Tell her I love her please." Randy frowned as Trish could hear the pain in his voice.

"Will do." Trish nodded her head as she left the apartment.

XoxoxoxoX

Paul sat on his couch in his living room with Kelly in silence. It had been two days since Paul had spoken to Stephanie. He had really upset her and he hated it. It wasn't his intention to hurt her in any way. He just wanted to come clean with her and possibly, have another chance with her. He confessed his love for her, and she simply turned him down. That's why it was so quite now. He was planning on breaking things off with Kelly, rather then continue to lead her on in thinking that their was a future for them together. He was waiting though. Miz had called him earlier today, asking if he could watch Sami. Paul agreed and was now waiting for them to arrive. Almost as if on cue, there was a knock on the door. He quickly got up off the couch and headed over to the door. Kelly watched from over the couch. Paul slowly opened it and saw Miz standing there. He looked down and smiled at Sami who was smiling back up at him.

"Jake's upstairs waiting Sami." Paul smiled at the little girl.

"Thank you." Sami beamed as she gave Paul a hug and then ran upstairs.

"Thanks for watching her Paul." Miz smiled at him.

"It's nothing." Paul shrugged as he glanced behind Miz and noticed Stephanie in the car.

"We should be back later around maybe five." Miz spoke. "Is that ok?"

"Yeah, that's perfectly fine." Paul ran a hand across the back of his neck.

"Thanks again." Miz replied walking away with a wave.

Paul watched as he walked down the pathway. His eyes fell onto Stephanie sitting in the car. She must have noticed his stare, because she turned her head away from him and place her hand over her face. A sigh escaped his lips, as he watched the car drive off. He walked back into the living room where Kelly was still sitting. He took a seat next to her and wondered where he was going to start. He didn't want to break her heart, but he couldn't let her go on thinking she had a chance with him.

"Kelly…" Paul spoke softly still trying to think of the easiest way to say this.

"Yeah?" Kelly looked over at him.
"You're a great woman." Paul began, as he could already see the pain on her face.

"No.. no.." Kelly shook her head. "Please tell me this isn't happening."

"I'm real sorry Kelly." Paul swallowed the lump in his throat. "You're really beautiful and you can find so many guys out there that want to be with you."

"I don't want to be with them though!" Kelly begged with her eyes. "I only want to be with you. I thought we were doing ok. I haven't said anything negative towards Stephanie."

"It's nothing to do with you." Paul sighed. "I has to do with me. I have to do what's best for Jake and I. I can't let you live your life thinking you have a future with me."

"We can make a future!" Kelly bit her bottom lip holding back tears.

"I'm sorry Kelly, but I'm not in love with you." Paul looked up at the blonde woman.

"I should have seen this coming." Kelly shook her head and crossed her arms falling back into the couch. "You're still in love with her, just like I knew you would be."

"Kelly, I'm sorry." Paul ran a hand through his hair.

"Paul, she doesn't even love you." Kelly looked over at him.

"You don't know that." Paul felt himself trying to defend the fact that Stephanie could possibly still love him.

"Paul, if she loved you, she'd be with you right now and not Miz." Kelly sat up looking at him. "If she loved you, she'd tell you who Sami's real father is."

"Miz is Sami's father…" Paul eyed Kelly oddly.

"Is he?" Kelly looked at him, knowing more then he did just by observations.

Paul continued to stare at Kelly. He felt like she knew something that he didn't know. A sigh escaped his lips as Kelly stood up. She grabbed his hand and dragged him upstairs. She took him to Jake's room. They both peaked their heads inside the door watching the two children playing. Kelly motioned for Paul to look at Sami. Paul rolled his eyes as he let his eyes travel to the little girl. He observed her hazelnut brown hair that she obviously got from her mother. His eyes noticed her nose was small and cute, just like Stephanie's. Watching the little girl only reminded him of Stephanie, until the two children noticed Paul and Kelly watching them. That's when Paul noticed it for the first time. Sami looked up at Paul with her sparkling hazel eyes. Paul raised an eyebrow, making the connections in his head, that Stephanie and Miz both had blue eyes. He bit down on his bottom lip as Sami smiled at Paul. It wasn't any smile though. It was Sami's trademark smile, which she more then likely had inherited from her father. Paul knew that smile from anywhere. He swallowed hard as he walked into the room.

"Hey, Sami, Jake?" Paul smiled at the two. "Can I ask you two a favor?"

"Sure dad." Jake answered.

"I'm going to sit down, and I want you and Sami to put your faces by mine." Paul looked over at Sami. "I want you to give Kelly the biggest smiles that you can."

"Ok." Both children smiled in unison.

Paul sat down on the ground, and both kids ran over to each of his sides. Kelly watched on as Sami and Jake placed their hands on either side of Paul's face. In a matter of seconds, both children were smiling as big as they could. Paul smiled in between them, as his eyes focused on Kelly. She covered her mouth with her hand, as her observations seemed to be proven correct. All three, had the same exact smile. There was no doubt about it. The look on her face, told him everything he needed to know. He shut his eyes, as his smile went away slowly. He looked over at Sami, not believing it just yet. He needed to make sure that it was possible. There was only one real way to know.

"Sami dear…" Paul gave her a soft smile. "How old are you?"

"I'm seven." Sami's eyes sparkled at him. "I'll be eight pretty soon."

He gave her another weak smile, as he slowly stood up off the ground. He motioned for the children to begin to play. His heart was racing as he walked out of the room. He was still unsure of what to do or say. Paul walked down the stairs and looked around the room. He fell back on the couch in shock. How could this even be possible? Why hadn't he noticed it before? His very own daughter that he didn't even know about was playing in his house with his son. Or should he say her brother?

XoxoxoxoX

Stephanie sat across from Miz in a booth at a small restaurant. They had ran all their errands and he wanted to take her out to lunch. She sat their quietly, looking through the menu. She had been real quiet for the last couple of days, ever since she found out the real reason why Paul had left her eight years ago. She was still in shock over it and couldn't believe he had done that to her. Stephanie had to admit to herself, that she did say something to him that were far from true. Such as the fact that it wasn't merely just sex with him. It was more then that, but she was scared to say anything at first. She was afraid that he didn't feel the same anymore. He obviously did feel the same, since he practically begged her to stay with him. Her heart was in a more confused state though. She looked up at Miz. The man who had been there for her the last eight years. He'd helped her so much in life, and she knew she had fallen in love with him. She knew she shouldn't have cheated on him, but there was just something about Paul that drew her to him. Miz looked up feeling her eyes on him. He smiled at her as he eyed her. She gave him a soft smile as she looked back down into her menu. He had no clue what was going on, and if he found out, it would kill him.

"You know what you want baby?" Miz questioned from across the table.

"Um, yeah." Stephanie smiled over at him.

"Hi, what can I get for you two today?" The waiter walked up to them, as if reading their minds.

"I'll have a water and the taco salad." Stephanie gave the waiter her order.

"I'll have the same thing." Miz handed the guy both menus, as he walked off.

"Imitating me are we?" Stephanie looked over at Miz.

"What, it sounded good." Miz smirked over at her, taking her hand into his.

"You always say that." Stephanie eyed her boyfriend.

"I can't help if you pick out food that sounds good." Miz raised his eye brows. "Might I add, you have great desert too."

"Shut up!" Stephanie blushed as a smile formed on her face.

"I was wondering when I'd see that smile." Miz rubbed her hand. "You've been real quiet the last couple of days."

"Oh, sorry." Stephanie sighed. "I've just been thinking a lot about Stacy and her miscarriage."

"How is she doing?" Miz questioned as he looked into her eyes.

"She's doing better." Stephanie shrugged. "At least that's what she says."

"You know Steph…" Miz smiled up at her. "I've been wanting to talk to you."

"Well, here we are." Stephanie giggled.

"Thanks babe, making me look like an idiot." Miz chuckled getting her to laugh.

"What would you like to talk about?" Stephanie smiled, her sparkling blue eyes looking into his.

"Well, everything is going great for me at work." Miz began. "They are going to promote me next week."

"Oh really?" Stephanie lit up. "That's great."

"Yeah, it is great." Miz continued to smile at her. "There's one catch though."

"What is that?" Stephanie tilted her head.

"They'd be transferring me to a new location." Miz continued to hold her hand.

"Oh, where to?" Stephanie asked. "Hartford, Stamford?"

"New York." Miz watched as Stephanie's eyes widen.

"New York?" Stephanie swallowed the lump that had formed in the back of her throat.

"Yes New York." Miz licked his dry lips.

"What about us?" Stephanie eyed the blonde man in front of her.

Stephanie sat back in the booth, taking her hands with her. She looked at him sitting across from her. Her heart was breaking yet again for the third time this week. First it was Stacy and her miscarriage. Then it was Paul coming clean and telling her the truth about why he left her. Now Miz was leaving her and going to New York. What was happening to her life? A sigh escaped her lips as she ran a hand through her hair. She looked over at Miz who was staring right back at her. She realized that he had something else to say, and by her actions she was preventing him from telling her the rest. She slowly licked her dry lips preparing herself for what was about to be said next. The only thought running through her mind, was what would Sami and herself do if he left?

"Well, I was hoping you'd come with me." Miz looked at her from across the table.

"What?" Stephanie's eyes widen at the statement.

"I want you and Sami to come live with me in New York." Miz reached over for her hand. "There is nothing stopping you baby. We can be a happy little family in New York."

"I don't know." Stephanie swallowed the lump in her throat again. "What about Sami?"

"Sami will defiantly come with us." Miz reassured her. "Sami is young, smart and pretty. She'll make more friends, especially at this age. We can get a small house in a town with a yard and everything."

"This is home to Sami though." Stephanie looked around. "All she knows is here."

"Steph, I'm not buying that." Miz eyed her. "Something else is bothering you, because you weren't saying that when it came time for you to decide if you wanted to travel with the company or live in a stable home."

"Things are different now though." Stephanie heard herself say without thinking.

"How are they different?" Miz questioned, wondering.

There was a long pause between the two. Stephanie looked around the small restaurant just hoping that the waiter would come with their food to end this conversation for the time being. She still hadn't told Miz that Sami's father was in town, nor had she told him who Sami's father was. Miz was clueless to everything. She knew if she told him who Sami's father was now, he'd surely flip. The only reason he would flip is because she had been spending a lot of time with Paul. She also knew he'd be upset because Miz had spoken to the man and dropped off the young girl to her father unbeknown to him. Miz continued to watch Stephanie as she fidgeted around in the booth. He could feel her tensing up and he furrowed his eyebrows. That's when it hit him.

"Sami's father is here…" Miz said lowly and softly. "That's why you're so hesitant on moving with me."

"Miz, just give me some time to figure things out." Stephanie squeezed his hand. "Just let me talk to him."

"I'd wait forever for you." Miz leaned across the table kissing her. "I just want you and Sami to be happy."

Stephanie smiled across the table at him. He was truly amazing and understanding. She looked up as the waiter placed their plated on the table. Once the waiter left, the couple began to eat. Stephanie looked up at Miz who was eating and she couldn't help but smile and feel bad at the same time. Now she really needed to talk to Paul. Too bad she didn't know that she was too late, for her secret had already been discovered.

XoxoxoxoX

Stacy yawned as she flipped through the channels on the small television in her hospital room. She had been confined to the room and bed for the last two days. The doctors had finally agreed to let her go home today. Now she was just waiting for them to bring her the paperwork that she needed to sign. She also had to wait for Trish to get her. A sigh escaped from her mouth as she couldn't find anything to watch. She flipped through the commercials absentmindedly. Her eyes glanced down from the TV as she watched her walk through the door. Seeing her made her sick to her stomach and she was reminded of all her pain again. Candice walked over to the chair that was near Stacy's bedside. She didn't get a welcoming hello from her and she was expecting that. She slowly sat down, as Stacy had not even turned to look over at her.

"Did Randal put you up to this?" Stacy said with no emotion. "In hopes of getting me to forgive him."

"No, he didn't." Candice looked at Stacy. "He doesn't even know that I'm here."

"Well, why don't you leave, so I can pretend that you were never here to begin with." Stacy continued to stare up at the television.

"Stacy, I didn't know you two were together." Candice bit down on her bottom lip. "I never meant for any of this to happen."

"I'm over it." Stacy sighed getting annoyed with Candice.

"You have to believe me." Candice retorted. "If I would have know he was with you, I would have backed off. He never said anything about having a girlfriend."

"Yeah, we'll he doesn't have a girlfriend." Stacy rolled her eyes. "So you can have him now."

"I don't want him." Candice replied wanting Stacy to look her in the eyes.

"You sure did want him when I had him." Stacy scoffed.

"Stacy, are you even listening to me?" Candice stood up a bit angrily.

Candice quickly regretted saying those words, as Stacy shot her head in her direction. For the first time, Candice seen the pain and hurt written on Stacy's face. Her eyes were red and puffy, from crying. A frown was upon her face, as tears were welling up in her eyes. If Candice had carried on any further, she was sure that Stay would have begun to cry. Candice couldn't help but feel horrible and t blame for Stacy's unhappiness. Stacy had lost everything that she held dear to her. She lost Randy and she lost her baby. Candice ran a hand through her hair as Stacy turned away from her shaking her head.

"I'm sorry." Candice spoke up softly.

"I've heard that line before." Stacy wiped at her eyes. "What can I do for you Candice?"

"I just wanted to tell you that I am truly sorry." Candice felt her own tears welling up. "I never meant to cause you any pain. I just wish I would have known."

"Yeah, well now you do." Stacy rolled her eyes.

"Stacy, I never intended on hurting you." Candice sighed, hating this.

"Well, you did." Stacy bit her bottom lip. "So did Randal."

"Why do you keep calling him by his real name?" Candice questioned looking at her.

"Because he's no longer someone I respect nor a person I call my friend." Stacy shrugged.

"Stacy, he loves you." Candice heard herself saying.

"No he doesn't." Stacy laughed sarcastically. "You must be crazy if you really believe that."

"He does love you Stace." Candice defended Randy. "He left me for you."

"Ok, yeah he left you for me." Stacy looked over at her. "But he chose you first."

Candice became quiet, not sure how to respond to that. Randy had dug himself a whole with that one. She could hear the pain and cracking in Stacy's voice. She knew that Stacy was seconds away from crying again. It was clear to her that Stacy was still upset about the situation at hand and she knew that Stacy was still in love with Randy. Candice only wished that there was a way she could help. She watched as Stacy wiped at her eyes again, trying to keep from crying in front of her. A sigh escaped her lips as she sat back down in the chair.

"There must be a way I can help or make things up to you." Candice said placing her hand on Stacy's bed.

"You want to know what you can do?" Stacy questioned turning to look Candice in the eyes.

"Anything." Candice answered with hope.

"Get the hell out of my life and stay out!" Stacy seethed glaring at her. "While you're at it, why don't you go crawl into a hole and die!"

Candice was speechless as he eyes widen in shock. She sat there staring at the blonde woman in the hospital bed. She couldn't believe that Stacy was so angry with her. She knew that she would be angry, but not to the point where she told her to go die. Her heart broke. It was never her intention to hurt Stacy in any way. Hell, the woman took her in when she needed someone the most. There was no way she would ever forget that. Candice mentally slapped herself in the head, as she should have assumed that Randy was with Stacy. After all, she had told Stacy to look after Randy and get back together with him. The thought of them being together had never crossed her mind. What killed her even more was the fact that Stacy was with child. Now, that child was gone and she felt partially responsible. Candice quickly looked over at Stacy who had turned her head to look at her. She could tell something was on her mind and she wanted to know.

"Did you sleep with him?" Stacy bit down on her bottom lip swallowing the lump that had formed in the back of her throat.

"I never slept with him." Candice looked Stacy in the eyes. "We only ever kissed, and it only happened once."

"He kissed you?" Stacy looked away from her, holding back tears.

"Stacy.. I'm so sorry." Candice repeated. "Before anything even happened, he turned me down. He got this dreamy look in his eye and all he could talk about was you."

"When?" Stacy needed and wanted to know the answer.

"When?" Candice questioned a bit confused.

"When did he kiss you?" Stacy feared that she knew the answer.

"Two days ago." Candice frowned.

"The morning he proposed to me." Stacy shook her head. "Guess I really wasn't enough for him."

"Stacy, I know it's hard to believe, but he does love you." Candice tried to reason with her.

"You don't know nothing!" Stacy hollered at Candice as the tears fell from her eyes.

As Stacy screamed her last words, a short blonde entered the room. Candice looked over at the door, and saw Trish standing there with a bag and a purse. Trish looked between the two women, before walking over to Stacy. She handed Stacy her bag and gave her a soft smile. Stacy managed to give Trish a weak smile, and then got out of the bed. Stacy made her way into the bathroom to change. Trish looked over at Candice who was still sitting there. The blonde and the brunette women locked eye contact with one another. Trish's gaze on Candice was colder then anything. Candice had a feeling that was the welcome that she would receive. After sighing, Candice stood up and made her exit. She knew that things had changed forever, and she could only hope that one day they could forgive her for the mistake that Randy had made.

XoxoxoxoX

That's it for this chapter. Sorry for the delay in chapters. I know Chris isn't in the chapter, but I didn't feel the need for him to be in this chapter. He will for sure be in the next chapter. I had a pretty busy weekend and such. Also, I'd like to give a shout out to mcmahonfam, Happy Belated Birthday. I hope to be back into the game with posting chapters, since classes are coming to an end, and my finals are going to be easy. Please review and let me know what you think. I love your reviews.

Citcat