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Chapter 36: Turn Me On

Taking a deep breath of fresh, morning air, Riley let out a sigh of contentment. It wasn't exactly the way she had planned her life but at that exact moment, after her hour-long jog through the streets of West Newbury, Riley felt slightly more at peace with herself than she had the day before. The sidewalks were quiet and she was able to be left alone with her thoughts, trying to sort out how to move forward with her life, how to get going on her goals.

Looking up at the bright sun in the sky, Riley set her hands on her hips and tried to catch her breath, inhaling more fresh air, feeling the slight burning sensation in her lungs. Her arms reached up towards the vibrant blue, cloud filled sky as she stretched out her arms, a smile appearing on her lips as the muscles in her body extended, releasing the tension in her body ever so slightly. She relaxed her arms at her sides giving them a little shake and looked at the front door to John's house just a mere twenty feet away.

Turning her body towards the door, Riley galloped for the first few strides but fell into a comfortable jog as she closed the distance between her stretching zone and the house that she was so nicely offered to as a hide out from her life. She slowed her pace and mounted the steps at a brisk walking pace, eventually stopping in front of the door.

The cool metal handle of the door felt nice in her warm hands, a relief from the heat that her body had produced on the run. Letting a smile slowly form on her lips, Riley pushed the door open and jogged inside towards the kitchen, knowing that John was in there making brunch for the two of them like he had promised before she left the house just over an hour earlier.

She rounded the corner and spotted a few plates on the counter, each holding a different item, one with pancakes, one with eggs, a plate with bacon and a few other plated with so much more food. There was a pitcher of orange juice next to all the plates and beside the pitcher stood John Cena, leaning his butt against the edge of the counter, a grin plastered on his face.

"We are not leaving this kitchen until every single bit of this food is gone." He stated, a sparkle in his eye, a challenging tone to his voice.

"Are you crazy, that's enough food to feed a horse for like a week!" Riley shot back, running her hands through her hair, feeling the after effects of her jog. The sweat had dampened her hair, tangling it more than usual.

"Ain't no better way to pack on the pounds than by eating a wonderfully large breakfast prepared by the infamous Chef John." He grinned, pushing him butt away from the counter.

"Oh dear Jesus! You need to stop feeding me so much. First it was a hundred nuggets and now a meal fit for a community. You are going to kill me!"

John just shrugged his shoulders at her statement and grabbed a piece of bacon with his fingers. She stepped further into the kitchen and grabbed her own piece of bacon, beginning to nibble on it. He noticed a flicker of a smile that played upon her lips, knowing that by making her something to eat, he was supporting her more than he ever thought he could.

"Come on Riley, the sooner you get back into shape, the sooner you can come back to the WWE." John said, looking at her as she finished her first piece of bacon, quickly reaching for another.

"That's what this is about?" Riley retorted, looking at him with wide eyes.

"You said yourself that you miss Wade, so why don't you just come back and talk to him?"

"There are so many other factors John. It's not just a matter of going back just because I miss a few people. I have to figure out my life outside of the WWE. I have to find what's missing." She replied, her lips turning to a frown as she spoke.

"Admit it though, you miss more than just Wade and a few people."

"I do, I miss it all John but it's all I've ever known and I think it's time to see what else is out there. What if there's something else that I'm really good at that doesn't require me to be in front of millions of people where if I make one mistake, it's going to live on forever, haunting me any chance it possibly could. Do you know how much that hurts John, it kills me. Just when you think people are starting to get over my 'leap of faith' it comes right back and kicks me in the ass."

"You can fight it again. You fought it once Riley!"

"I know but it took everything I had and wiped me out. I can't do it again, I just don't have anything left in me."

John looked at the girl standing a few feet away from him. Sure the sparkle in her eye was back but the look on her face screamed defeat. The poor girl had nothing left to give to her career as a wrestler and as much as it pained him to admit it, maybe her taking time off was exactly what she needed.

"I've supported you to this point Riley, I guess I can support you now too, even if I do believe you belong in that ring."

Riley didn't say another word, she didn't want to argue or talk to him about it anymore, she was done discussing the topic of her return to the WWE. Instead, she grabbed the plate of the eggs and dug right in, using only her fingers. John let out a chuckle as he soon followed suit, starting in on the pancakes.

Turning her back to the counter, she leaned against it and slid to the floor, extending her legs out in front of her as she continued to munch on the eggs John had so nicely cooked to perfection for her. John dropped his butt to the floor too and sat next to her in a comfortable silence as the two of them enjoyed a meal between friends.

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Randy pranced around backstage looking for anyone he could talk to about how to get a few days off and fast. He was approaching Vince McMahon's office but was hoping to run into someone else who could help him out in the hall. No such luck though, Randy took a look at the open door and sauntered in, taking a seat across from Vince, waiting for him to hang up the phone he was currently speaking on.

Randy rested his hands on the edge of the chair and picked at the invisible bits of thread that he could find, trying to occupy himself. He had already tried to overhear what Vince was talking about but as soon as he heard The Miz mentioned, he didn't care, The Miz played absolutely no part in Randy's life at that moment, the only people Randy would have been interested in hearing Vince talk about would have been himself, Wade Barrett, John Cena or Riley Williams, that was all that mattered to him, no one, nothing, not a single other thing.

As soon as Vince McMahon hung up the phone, he looked at Randy and smiled. It was obvious to everyone that Randy Orton was a fan favourite and to have him sitting in the office was always a pleasure, The Viper always produced ideas that were sure to wow the crowd, his previous idea of feuding with Wade Barrett was certainly proving to be a good thing.

"What can I do for you today Randy?" Vince asked, crossing his arms over his chest and relaxing in his chair.

"Well as you know, my current angle of feuding with Mr. Barrett is doing wonders for your ratings but something has come up in my personal life and I was curious as to if you would provide me with some time off to take care of it?"

"I assume you have an idea in your head as to how I would go about doing that for you."

"Correct. I was thinking Barrett and I could be put in a street fight match and somewhere outside of the ring he does something so crazy and evil that I end up with some sort of injury that would provide me with anywhere from three days to a few weeks off."

Vince uncrossed his arms and leaned forward, placing his arms on the desk. He seemed to be in a state of contemplation as he moved from a relaxed position to a tenser situation. He locked his eyes on Randy's icy orbs and his lips slowly curled into a smile.

"I think I can work with what you've provided me Randy. Let me discuss it with the creative team and get back to you on how much time off I can afford to give you."

"I appreciate it Mr. McMahon."

Randy slowly rose to his feet, a viperous smirk on his face. He turned and wandered out of the office, shutting the office door behind him. Randy tucked his hands into his pockets and made his way down the hall, mentally preparing himself for Wade Barrett to actually get a chance to induce pain into the Viper's body.

"Orton!"

Randy's smirk never faltered, even as the man in question yelled his name from down the hall. Turning slowly, Randy came face to face with Wade Barrett. He wasn't surprised; he had been expecting him to show up ever since he had told him he knew where Riley was. It had been a day or so and he was showing up now. Randy couldn't help but smile. He already had his time off request basically approved and before anyone had time to follow his lead, he'd be standing outside the house where Riley currently inhabited.

"What can I do for you Wade?" Randy asked, a false tone of helpfulness lacing his tone.

"What do you mean you know where she is?"

"Come on Wade, it's not hard to figure out."

"Where is she?"

"What's in it for me?"

It was Wade's turn to plot against Randy. He had been waiting for his opportunity ever since Riley had been drafted to Smackdown. It was simple plan, a deceptive plan but yet it was going to have to be flawlessly executed in order for it to work.

"Nothing Orton. I was just hoping to see the future mother of my child." Wade said, defeat in his tone.

Randy's smirk dropped off his face, his stance relaxed a little bit. Sure Randy Orton couldn't stand to lose Riley to a guy like Wade Barrett but what Wade has said, as well as how he said it, struck Randy.

"She's actually pregnant?" Randy asked right back. There was a part of him that was hoping, wishing, praying, that Riley wasn't tainted as much as he originally thought and part of him refused to believe it was even a possibility.

"Confirmed a few days ago. It doesn't matter anyways." Wade lied, the defeated tone still lacing his voice.

Randy watched as Wade dropped his shoulders and turned to retreat. As much as it pained him to, Randy dashed towards Wade and poked him in the bicep. Wade subdued the smirk that was threatening to spread across his face as he turned his attention back onto Randy Orton.

"Wait." Randy mumbled, not liking how he was about to give up all the power he held because he suddenly felt bad for the whole situation.

"What?"

Randy dropped his arm away from Wade and let it hang loosely at his side. If Randy was in the same position as Wade and had found out that the girl he loved and lost was pregnant with his child, he would hope that someone would help him out. Everyone, in Randy's mind, deserved to know about the whereabouts of the mother of someone's child.

"I'll tell you where she is."

"Why?" Wade asked, feigning surprise while in all actuality, Randy Orton was right where he wanted him.

"You deserve to be there for her."

"Oh?"

"She's staying at Cena's place in West Newbury."

Uh oh, what's going to happen now that Wade and Randy know where Riley is? Review?