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"That best portion of a man's life, his little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and love."-William Wordsworth

Beth opened one eye slowly, she opened it only a crack as a shard of daylight was lying directly across her face. She moved her head slightly so that the sun would no longer blind her vision. Upon doing so the warm soft body she was lying upon moved to. Almost springing up with shock it took Beth a moment to realise just who it was she was currently resting her head upon. Relaxing somewhat, Beth tilted her head upwards and looked into the blue eyes of John Cena.

He smiled down at her, it was a sleepy yet contented smile, one that both of them had waited a long and probably unnecessary amount of time for. Beth turned her lips up slightly at him and rested her hand on his naked chest. Her fingers played with his soft skin there, running one long nail along his right pectoral until the man below her finger shuddered slightly.

"Ticklish?" She enquired with a merciless grin as John began to shake his head. It was of little use however as the cat was well and truly out of the bag and Beth was digging her fingers in, just below his rib cage. Twisting around underneath Beth's fingers John finally managed to grab the blondes wrists and pin them at her sides, pulling her up until her body was flush against his own and her mouth was mere inches from his.

"Now I can get my revenge." He said blowing warm air on to her face as he spoke. Beth tried to hide a small shiver of excitement and dread, but being so close together Beth knew John had felt it. Just as he pulled her closer to kiss her fully on the lips Beth spotted the clock behind his shoulder and let out a small scream.

"What is it?" John said scared that he had hurt her in some way and let go of her immediately. Beth sprung up and snatched her shirt from the floor beside the bed.

"My god have you seen the time!" she yelled as John turned around and looked at the digital clock readout. Last night neither of them had thought about setting the alarm, and now the clock read almost half past eleven.

"Yeah and, it's not like we have work to do today, plus as I recall I was pretty busy last night. I needed a lie in after you kept me up all hours. " He said with a raised eyebrow as Beth continued to get dressed. Hiding her body from him once more and John supressed a pang of regret.

"I know that, but we promised to pick Randy up at eleven, he is going to be fuming." Beth said as John placed his hand under his head as Beth sat on the bed to pull on her shoes.

"Plus if I remember correctly, you were the one keeping me up." Beth said turning her head to look down at him and she placed her hand on his chest.

"Now get up, get dressed or I will not be held responsible for my actions." Beth continued as John made no move to get out of the nice warm cosy bed.

"Umm now I wonder what you could possibly do to me that would get me out of this bed." John said, and if Beth didn't know any better she would have said John was daring her to get him up. not saying anything Beth moved off into the bathroom. She could here John still in bed moving probably to get himself more comfortable.

John lay back down onto the pillow, he pushed the covers off him slightly as now the sun had come up it was warm in the room. Beth had gone to the bathroom and he was sure he could persuade her to come back to bed for at least another half an hour. Randy would understand he was sure of it, and right now he didn't want to move ever. A moment later he was coughing and leaping out of the now soaked bed.

"What in god's name woman!" John said as he whipped freezing water from his face and chest. He looked up to see Beth holding an empty cup and a large smile on her face. She was looking his naked form up and down and not attempting to hide the fact that she was doing it either.

"Get dressed no one is going to be impressed if you go out like that." Beth said and John could hear the mocking tone in her voice but all he could do was mutter under his own breath as he went into the bathroom and grabbed a towel and dried himself off.

Ten minutes later they were out of the hotel and on route to the hospital. Beth had tried to call Randy but his phone was off, probably hospital rules and she had settled in next to John. His attention was taken up by the road ahead. The rain had started to come down just as they had been leaving. Florida may have been the sunshine state, but when it rained here it really came down.

"You think he is going to be mad with us?" Beth said feeling bad that they had left him there for almost an hour after he had been through something so horrible.

"Maybe, but he will get over it." John said knowing that as soon as he got Randy on his own he would explain why they had been late. He knew his best friend would be happy for them, but knowing Randy still a little pissed at being left.

Pulling up to the hospital John parked the car and the pair of them made a dash for the entrance. Pulling open the door John ushered Beth inside and they went straight for the elevator. Now going up to a now familiar floor to a room they knew better than they would ever have liked. Walking down the hallway Beth was glad that this would be the final time they would ever have to do this. Looking through the small window Beth couldn't see Randy, pushing open the door quickly the both entered the room and saw that it was bare. Save the bed and the machines, nothing of Randy's remained.

Both slightly panicked they ran to the nurses' station and hit the buzzer for attention. It was only a few moments before a nurse they recognised appeared.

"Can I help you?" she enquired her voice friendly, if not a little concerned.

"Yes our friend, Mr Orton, where is he?" Beth asked as the nurse seemed to relax slightly.

"Didn't he tell you, I am sorry, but he left last night, signed out AMA and asked us to call him a cab." Beth and John looked at one another. they had no idea where Randy had gone to. they were sure if he had gone back to the hotel he would have come to see them. Or not he had basically run away.

"Do you know where the cab took him?" Beth asked as the nurse looked through her notes and she nodded.

"Miami international airport." She said and Beth almost had to lean on John for support.

"Thank you." John said guiding Beth away from the nurses' station and back into the elevator. They rode down in silence and went back to the car. Not worrying about getting wet this time they both sat in the car staring out of the windows as the rain lashed the windscreen. Beth watched a particularly large drop run down the glass, it was joined by another drop until they both splayed out at the bottom, hitting the bonnet and dissolving into a growing puddle of water.

"He has gone to see Mickie." Beth said and John nodded, his gaze un-averted as he finally started the car. The heater blew hot air onto them and began to dry out their wet clothes.

"Then I guess our work here is done." John said looking at Beth with a small knowing smile.

"Indeed"

Mickie was stretching and warming up with her girls when Martin walked into the large building. The door banged closed as the rain outside tried to rush in and soak the inside of the building as well. Recently since learning of Randy's recovery Mickie had been jumping every time the door went. She was sure he wouldn't come, knew it down in her soul, but she couldn't help but look at the person entering with wonder, hoping that maybe this time it was him.

"I need the girls ready for a show on Saturday, think they can handle that?" Martin enquired, all their conversations had become this way. Polite but always about business. She had not been inside his house since their talk, and he had not asked her to join him either.

"Yeah should be fine, how many of them do you need?" Mickie asked as she knew some were far more ready than others. If she could keep the weaker ones of the schedule all the better.

"Six should do it, and individual match and a tag team event is what I have planned." Martin replied as he moved around the room and over towards where the girls were warming up. he spoke with then quietly as Mickie stopped her stretching and watched him. She wondered if staying had been the right choice. For now however the girls still needed her and she did like her work, she just wished Martin would make his visits less frequent.

Bending down to tie her lose shoe lace the door went again, this time Mickie did not waste her energy looking up she knew it would be Charlotte returning from picking up her ring attire form home. 'The girl would forget her head if it wasn't attached to her neck.' Mickie thought with a slight smile on her face as she stood up to say likewise to the woman in question. She instead came face to face with very familiar blue eyes.

"Randy" she managed to squeak out as he stopped as soon as she saw him. He looked down at her, not caring about the silence that had fallen in the building. It felt good to see her, to hear her talk, and most importantly to see her smile. The original look of shock had been replaced by a turning up of her lips and her eyes had an old glow to them.

"I heard you when you came to see me, I thought I was dreaming." Randy said as he noted movement out of the corner of his eyes. Mickie to turned to see the other eight people in the room moving towards them to get a better look and she scowled at them.

"Back to work nothing to see here." She barked but it didn't have the desired effect as no one moved.

"It doesn't matter." Randy said moving closer to her, close enough to reach out and touch her if he had wanted to but he didn't.

"I heard you say goodbye to me, that you didn't deserve me that we didn't need each other. I came to tell you in person that you were right." Randy said and he saw Mickie's face drop instantly. He ignored it and carried on.

"We have been growing apart for a long time now, far earlier than you leaving even. I was consumed by my job, you were unhappy and neither of us saw what we were doing to one another. Then you left and I realised, with the help of some friends that I had been a total jerk. You followed your dreams and came here, ran away from me and our problems. We didn't deserve what we had, we took it for granted, me more than you, but both of us really. So you were right, maybe saying goodbye is the right thing to do." Randy paused and looked down at Mickie, her head hung low and she was not looking at him any longer. Her body had sagged and it made her look even smaller.

Reaching out with one hand Randy raised Mickie's head until she was looking at him once more. Her brow eyes held unshed tears. She had no right to cry she had said all this to him and herself before. He just had the courage to say it to her face, and not when she was unconscious like he had been.

"I was a coward, I should have said this a long time ago." Mickie said her voice was quiet and Randy lent in slightly to hear her.

"Maybe, but I have never been a quitter Mickie, I am not ready to say goodbye." As he spoke he pulled her in until her lips met his in a sweet kiss. The murmurs that arose from the crowd were ignored until they were the only two people in the universe.

"You are the one thing I can't stand to lose." Randy whispered in Mickie's ear as she rested her head on his chest. A placed she had missed being for so long now, and even though they were miles from where they both lived, Mickie felt like she had truly come home.

THE END

Ok hope that wasn't too cheesy, but no one died, and believe me I was considering it. It's my birthday tomorrow so I thought I would get this done before the celebrations begin, any feedback is welcome and cherished. Thank you for readingXxX.