After Sophia's exciting arrival Randy and Alex were eager for Taylor to make an appearance. They had seen the joy and love on their friends' faces and were eager to experience the same thing. It didn't matter that Sophia only slept well when she was lying against her daddy's chest, or that her little screams could be heard from across the road. She was a precious new bundle who was no longer pressing against her mother's sciatic nerve.

Taylor, however, didn't seem eager to make an appearance. He was rather comfortable in his current home, with no plans of moving anytime soon. When March 26th came and went Taylor's parents were slightly disappointed. Alex was well and truly over being pregnant and Randy just wanted to meet his son. The doctor had begun talking about inducing her, but Alex knew that Taylor would arrive when he was good and ready.

At 3:30am on April 1st, Alex woke up in pain. She cried out causing Randy to jolt awake,

"What's wrong?"

"It's time," Alex gasped, Randy jumped to his feet and raced across to the spare room where Alex's mother was sleeping. She'd arrivedon the 23rd of March to be with Alex when Taylor was born. After a couple of minutes of chaos they drove to the hospital and Alex was taken into a room.

Around 9am that same morning Randy's phone rang,

"Happy Birthday!" John called down the line,

"Oh yeah, thanks," Randy responded absently,

"Where are you guys?"

"At the hospital, Alex is in labour," Randy's voice was full of disbelief and John swore he could hear a hint of a smirk,

"That's a pretty lame April Fool's, how does Alex feel about you teasing her like that?" John responded attempting to catch Randy on his joke,

"No, I'm serious. Alex went into labour around 3:30 this morning, her mum drove us to the hospital, we didn't want to wake you,"

"Oh, how's things going?"

"Slowly, but Alex keeps saying he'll come when he's ready," Randy shrugged, wondering how his girlfriend could be so patient.

A nurse came out looking for Randy, so he hung up with John and went to be with Alex. A couple of hours later John arrived at the hospital,

"Hey guys, how's it going? Ashley sends her love, but figured that she best keep Sophia at home," John asked walking in; Alex glared at him, exhausted and annoyed that he was full of energy.

At 9:35pm on April 1st, over 16 hours after his mother went into labour, Taylor Keith Orton finally graced the world with his presence. He was 9 pound 14 ounces and 22.5 inches long, with tanned skin like his dad and light brown hair like his mother. He had 10 fingers,10 toes and was healthy as could be.

After he'd been cleaned up the nurse held him out to Randy,

"Would you like to hold your son?" She asked, Randy nodded mutely and held out his arms. But, as soon as the weight hit his arm a tingling and numb sensation ran down its length and Randy's arm gave out. Thankfully the nurse still had a good grip on young Taylor,

"Dall!" Alex gasped watching the event unfold, "Nurse, he's recently had major shoulder surgery, can you help him hold Taylor?"

"Mr. Orton, why don't you sit down?" The nurse suggested leading Randy over to a nearby rocking chair. When Randy sat down she instructed him to hold out his good arm. He did and the nurse gently placed Taylor in his daddy's arms.

"Happy Birthday Daddy," Alex whispered, Randy looked over at his girlfriend and smiled,

"This is the best birthday present ever."

Randy wasn't able to hold his son without assistance until he was two months old. He and John had organized trips to the spa for Alex and Ashley, promising that they would look after the kids before John had to return to work the next week. John had dozed off on the couch with little Sophia sound asleep in her favourite place, her daddy's chest. Taylor woke up wanting to be fed, he'd slimmed down in the couple of weeks until they realized that he wasn't getting enough food from breast feeding. Randy had fed Taylor before when Alex or somebody had placed him carefully in his arms. Not wanting to disturb John and longing to pick up his son, Randy made his way over to the crib. Carefully he bent down and picked up his son, Randy waited for the pain and was shocked when there was none. Taylor stopped crying and looked up at his daddy and smiled. Randy smiled back carried him into the kitchen to prepare a bottle.

The two kids were like chalk and cheese... Sophia cried when daddy wasn't around, he had to call and say goodnight to her before she went to sleep, she was a real daddy's girl. She was never happy, unless Daddy was there and even then he had to work on it. Sophia's world revolved around her dad and it made for many sleepless nights for Ashley when John was on the road. Taylor on the other hand was peaceful, he didn't cry much at all. He had to do everything on his own time though... If he wasn't ready to sleep you couldn't make him, if he wasn't ready to eat there was no point wasting your time. He was stubborn, but calm, a happy baby.

Taylor's calmness drove Ashley crazy, she wondered what she was doing wrong, she tried Sophia on formula and it didn't change anything, she changed the brand of diapers and still nothing. Ashley began to think her daughter hated her. Alex wished she knew what she was doing differently and tried to help Ashley as much as she could, but there was no avail. The doctors said that there was nothing wrong; she just wanted to be around her daddy.

John caught earlier flights home and turned down the bonuses to be home with his family. He was a changed man at work as well; all he could talk about was the little girl who'd entered his life. It frustrated Ashley even more that John could walk in and silence the screaming child when she'd been working for hours to do it herself.

Ashley loved her little girl though and she loved John. She just wished she could find a way to calm Sophia when John wasn't around. One day when Sophia was six months old she found the words that the little girl needed to hear; a sweet song that her mother sung to her when she was little. Holding the baby against her chest the words came to her mind and she quietly began to sing. Moments later Sophia became quiet as she was lulled by the words.

On June 28th Sophia was just under 4 months old and Taylor was just under 3 months. Not one member of the two couples could believe how much their lives had changed in the past year, now two of them were taking the next big step. John and Ashley were getting married.

The wedding was beautiful, they had written their own vows and when it came time to share them both had tears in their eyes. Across the aisle Randy glanced at Alex, his breath was taken away at how beautiful she looked in the Aqua bride's maid gown. He hadn't yet asked Alex to marry him. It wasn't that he didn't want to marry her, he was nervous. Marriage was meant to be for life... The last time he'd gotten engaged it had all come tumbling down around him and Alex had been married before, that didn't end well either.

Watching Alex across the aisle as John and Ashley said their vows made Randy realize that while things hadn't worked out in the past, it didn't mean they couldn't work out in the future. He would ask Alex to marry him; he just needed the right time, right place and most importantly the right ring.

One of Alex and Randy's wedding gift to their friends was to look after Sophia for a couple of nights so they could have some time alone. It wasn't much of a honeymoon, but it was something and a chance to spend time alone, without their child. It was a chaotic couple of days, but Randy and Alex survived as did both children. The two babies enjoyed 'playing' together. They babbled to each other, no one understood what they were saying, but they figured they could and that was all that mattered.

Sophia said her first word, "Dada", at 7 months and walked at 9 months old, she was eager to see the world from a new height. Taylor, determined to do things at his own speed didn't begin to crawl until 10 months and didn't begin to walk until 16 months, his first word was "Mamma", at 9 months. Taylor didn't feel the pressure from Sophia, and Alex knew that he would do things when he was ready. Randy found it hard to be patient with his son, wanting him to be the best and first at everything he did. Alex kept calming her partner down, explaining that doing things at his own speed didn't make him slow or stupid.

Randy's rehabilitation went well; he was at physical therapy regularly working hard to be able to play with Taylor. Taylor's birth had given Randy the final motivation he needed to getting his arm stronger. He spent all his free time working towards getting himself stronger and using his son to get his arm stronger.

When the kids were just over a year old RAW had a special three hour broadcast. John had been missing home and had begged Ashley to join him on the road for a couple of weeks. He'd been over the moon when she'd said yes and had been enjoying spending the extra time with his two favourite people in the entire world. It was a very special show and John had a mid-show main event match, against a mystery opponent for the number one contenders spot.

Justin Roberts announced the match and when he heard his name John made his way down the ramp to the cheers of the crowd. The cheers meant very little to him anymore, the feeling the crowd had once given him had been replaced by the feeling he got when Sophia batted her blue eyes, wrapped her little arms around him, gave him a big kiss and said,

"Love you dada," she definitely had him wrapped around her little finger and she was just starting to realize it. She knew that if she batted her big blue eyes, or stuck out her bottom lip she could get just about anything she wanted. Sophia also quickly learnt to always go to daddy first, because that way mummy didn't have a chance to say no. Daddy would always give her what she wanted and John knew that it was going to lead to problems when she was older, but figured that he had plenty of time before then.

John's grin wasn't fake as he came down to the ring and high-5'd some lucky kids. He was over the moon that his family was with him and right before he'd walked through the curtain Ashley had told him news, they were going to welcome another baby to the world. When he reached the ring he gave the signal to Justin who began to announce John's competitor.

"The competitor tonight, weighing 250 pounds, 6ft 4inches tall, making his long anticipated return to the ring, the one the only the legend killer... RANDY ORTON!" John's grin grew as the crowd went crazy at the long silenced entrance music.

Randy began to make his way down to the ring grinning ear to ear. He looked confident and cocky on the outside, but his insides were liquid with nerves. Never in his life had he been so nervous going into a match, even his first televised match hadn't bought this many butterflies. Admittedly when he was preparing for his first televised match he was a cocky young kid happy to ride on his father's coat tails. This match would not only determine his future in wrestling, but his future as a father and his ability play with Taylor as the toddler got older.

The two wrestled a heated match with John constantly checking in on Randy's shoulder.. They wrestled a convincing match, and when Randy's shoulder became too painful he was FU'd before being hit by a 5-Knuckle Shuffle and pinned by John. If Randy's shoulder held up after the match a feud would begin with Randy determined to get the Number One Contender's spot. But, it really all depended on whether Randy's shoulder held up.

As they headed back up the ramp Randy scribbled a few autographs and hi-fived a few fans who were extra excited to see him return, before turning to John as they walked through the curtain,

"Hey can you watch TiKi for a little bit? I want to talk to Lex alone," Randy asked using the name they'd started calling Taylor just a few months ago. They'd been calling him TK and Sophia had tried calling him the same thing, but to her it was TiKi, the adults had began to copy the toddler and the name stuck. . The little boy seemed to enjoy his unique nickname.

"Of course,"

"He's probably asleep by now anyway,"

"Yeah, Soph too. How's your shoulder?" John asked checking his friend over,

"Better now we've stopped, I'll definitely feel it in the morning though. I'll stop via the trainer's and get an ice pack after I shower," Randy shrugged.

After Randy had showered and gotten an ice pack he took Alex out the back of the arena,

"Dall, where are we going?"

"Do you know where we are?" Randy asked smirking,

"The back of the arena?"

"No honey, well yes we are, but stand right here," Randy said moving his girlfriend over a few paces before moving himself,

"Dall..." Alex was confused at what her boyfriend was doing.

"This is the exact spot where we met," Randy smiled at Alex. She realized he was telling the truth. The show was in Minnesota at the Target Centre, they'd met there nearly exactly two years prior.

"It is, I nearly forgot,"

"You were running away from your friend Jamie who was flirting with Justin, you didn't recognize me to begin with I was shocked,"

"You always did have a big head,"

"Well, you know we met two years ago next Tuesday and boy has it been a crazy ride,"

"Who would have thought that night would lead us where we are now? Living together with a precious little boy,"

"You know Lexi, I have everything I could have ever possibly asked for, but one thing... I love you Lex, will you marry me?" Randy asked dropping down to one knee holding out a diamond and topaz white gold ring,

"Yes," Alex smiled; Randy slipped the ring on her finger before standing up and kissing her passionately.

"Do you ever just want to escape?" He whispered, words he had said to her two years prior,

"Not anymore," Alex whispered back grinning ear to ear.

END

A/N: This is the end of Sad Sad Eyes, but if you are interested in what is going to happen to Taylor and Sophia stay tuned for a mini-spin off. There are a lot more adventures in store for Randy, Alex, John and Ashley as their children grow up.