A/N: I just had to put that thing about Kendrick that HHH said last week. Anyway, so the drama begins. The way I'm feeling there will be a lot of suffering before the unhappy ending. I was just rambling in this one, but it'll all happen from the next chapter. If you don't want anyone to die, especially not Dani, Randy or the baby, and any of the people who have now gathered at her house, ready to die any moment that I decide, you better leave a review with some good ideas in it. Come on, inspire me. If you don't I'll assume you all think love is just a figment of people's imaginations, like I do. Thanks Lindsey for the reviews.

Danielle watched Randy asleep on a chair that looked way too small and uncomfortable and smiled. He had refused to leave her when Shawn and Toni had headed back to her house the night before, even though she had two beefy security guys outside her door.

"Randy," she called softly.

He was up like a shot.

"What's wrong?" he asked in a panic, checking the monitors as if he knew what the squiggly lines on the paper coming from the machines meant. The way he'd read up on everything, he probably did.

"Nothing," she chuckled. "I just think you should go home and get some rest. You look pretty done in."

"I'm not leaving you, Dani," he said again.

"John will be here later on this morning, I won't be alone for long," she reassured him. "If you don't get any rest you'll be pretty useless to me when I need you the most."

Randy ran a hand over his hair, knowing she was right. There was no telling how long it would be before they had to deliver the baby.

"I'll wait till John gets here then," he compromised.

"No, go now. You look ready to drop. Besides John, I'm sure Adam, Jeff and Ken are on their way as well. And Dave. They promised to stop by before the show tomorrow."

"Dave is coming here?" he asked, a bit of his jealousy showing.

"You know there ain't nothing going on there," she laughed. "Now, go. I'm sure those guys outside can actually manage to protect me till the other muscle arrives."

With a tired sigh, Randy gave her a kiss.

"Alright, I'll go. Make sure you call me if you need me though. I'll get a couple of hours sleep then I'll be back."

"If you come back before noon I'm sending your ass back home," she threatened.

"That's more than four hours away!" he protested.

"Go."

With another sigh, Randy turned to leave. At the door, he turned to look back at her.

"I love you."

She smiled at him, knowing he really meant it.

"I know. Now go."

Jamie pretended to leaf through a magazine as he sat in a waiting room just down the hall from Dani's room. It had not taken him long the previous night to find her. All he'd had to do was use his charm on one of the dizzy blonde women at the admissions desk. After a few drinks at a bar close to the hospital, she had talked non-stop and he'd pried the information he needed out of her. He'd also had the chance to release some of his pent up stress with her in the back of his rental.

He tried to look as inconspicuous as possible, his only disguise being the Dodger's cap he'd pulled down low on his head. They were in the maternity ward, so some of the people in this waiting room had been sitting there all night, waiting for their babies to be born. That meant he didn't look suspicious at all, sitting there all night.

He had been watching that door all night, watching the security men's habits. It was obvious that they did not really expect anything to happen. Half the night they had both been asleep. If it had not been for the fact that he knew Pretty Boy was still in the room with her, he would have made his move then.

It was past seven in the morning when he saw Dani's door open and heard the words that got his rage boiling over the top again.

"I love you."

Little prick. Turning his wife's head with flowery little words. He'd teach him, fucking about with his woman and knocking her up. Yes, pretty boy would not be pretty at all after he finished with him.

He watched as Orton had a few words with the security and dropped his head back to the magazine he held. He had a feeling Orton would not be gone long. As soon as he got a chance, he'd move.

Randy came home to a full house. It was funny how he had started calling Danielle's house home when they had not actually spoke of living arrangements, but he knew he could not be anywhere else. He belonged here with Dani and their baby.

"Randy," Adam called out when he saw him. "Want a drink?"

"So early? What are you doing here, anyway?"

"Well, hello to you, too!" he said. "We caught an earlier flight so we could make the most of our free time."

"You aren't wasting time, then, are you."

"Not a single minute. So you want one or not?"

"Why not. It might help me get to sleep."

Hardy walked in holding a large plate of food.

"Hey, Randy. How's Dani?"

"She's alright. I'm panicking more than she is," he answered as he accepted a stiff drink from Adam and sank into one of the couches.

"She'll be fine, man. I read that cesarean deliveries are actually safer than natural births anyway not to mention a lot easier on the mothers."

Trust Hardy to actually read up on such things

"Thanks, Jeff."

"No problem. Want something to eat? Big Show is trying his hand in the kitchen. It's not as good as Dani's cooking, but it'll do if you're starving! I wouldn't eat it otherwise."

"I heard that!" Paul said as he walked in with his own plate.

"How do you know about Dani's cooking?" Randy asked Jeff.

Paul laughed as he sat down opposite Randy.

"What?"

"You really don't know?" Paul asked.

"Know what?"

"They dated for more than two years before that maniac got into the picture."

Randy looked at Jeff like he was seeing him for the first time. Why hadn't he thought about that before? Jeff had been with the company longer than him, having been signed on way back in 94, when it was still the WWF. It seemed obvious that a young girl of, what, fifteen, sixteen, would be taken by the enigma that was Jeff. He would have been only nineteen or twenty himself.

His eyes narrowed as his thoughts took another direction. Had this man slept with Dani? Had he fallen under her spell the way he had? If so, did he still have feelings for her? It all made sense now, how of all her friends, Jeff was concerned the most. Hell, half these fuckers he worked with were probably in love with her. He'd been so wrapped up in what he was feeling he had not thought about that. Who wouldn't love Dani? She was beautiful, sexy, funny; she was everything any man dreamed of. Did these fuckers dream of her?

He frowned as his thoughts took yet another direction. Did these men dream of making love to his woman? He remembered the day Adam had walked in on them and practically salivated over Dani's almost naked body. Did that prick dream of Dani?

The other men in the room started laughing, having seen all the expressions that had crossed his face. They had read him like an open book.

"Chill, man," Jeff said. "It was nothing like that. Shawn would have killed me. We were just really close, you know, lots of talking, sight seeing, movies and shit. Very innocent stuff."

Randy looked the other man straight in the eye.

"Honest, man."

He believed him. That meant that psycho had been Dani's first. No wonder she'd been so messed up.

"How did you break up?"

Jeff looked away from him and picked at his food.

"She broke my heart, actually," he said. "She met that prick and he turned her head. One day we were happy, the next it was over."

"You still love her don't you?"

Jeff smiled.

"To tell the truth, I think everyone in the WWE, from superstar to crew, loves her and and some are more than a little in love with her," he answered. "What's not to love? I'd be lying to you if I said I didn't still think about her like that sometimes. She was my best friend, understood me better than anyone. But I knew she wasn't in love with me. I'm just glad it's you she's fallen in love with. I know how much you love her, you'd never hurt her."

"I don't know if I can be comfortable with that, Jeff."

"Don't worry about that, Randy. That was more than seven years ago. I'm over it. I love her and would do anything for her, but I'm not in love with her anymore. Relax."

Randy looked him in the eye again and knew he was telling the truth.

"It would have been a totally different story if you'd let her seduce you," Adam threw in. "It wouldn't have been so easy to get over her then!"

"You know about that?"

"Who do you think put her up to it? The girl was looking for some action and you'd take her to some art gallery here, or some music festival there," Adam laughed. "She thought there was something wrong with her."

"Honestly?"

"Nah, just kidding," Adam said, his mood becoming a bit solemn. "That was the time Jamie came into the picture. She was trying to find out if there could be anything more between you or if she should go out with Jamie instead. I'd met Jamie and didn't like him at all. I thought, maybe if, you know, you became her first... I thought she'd forget about that prick."

"She seduced you and you turned her down?" Paul asked.

"I knew she didn't love me. I thought she felt somehow obligated because she knew I was in love with her."

"You turned her down?" Paul repeated. "How?"

"It was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. But she was relieved when I didn't take her up on her offer, she was nowhere near ready for that kind of relationship. We had a good talk about it after. I should have known Adam had put her up to it. She was way too sweet to do that on her own."

"Bought her the little outfit and everything," Adam said proudly.

"Ok, guys, you can stop now. This isn't the kind of stuff any man wants to hear about his future wife," Randy cut in, swallowing the rest of his drink in one gulp.

"You're going to marry her?" Adam asked. "Finally!"

"Who's getting married?" Kennedy asked as he walked into the room.

"You're here, too? Fuckin' hell, couldn't you people find hotel rooms or something?" Randy asked as he got up to pour himself another drink.

"Brian Kendrick tagged along, too," Ken said as he sat down. "And not just any Brian Kendrick. The Brian Kendrick. He crashed upstairs."

Randy rolled his eyes and gulped down his drink. He needed to get some sleep and get back to Dani as soon as he could. Hopefully when he woke up he'd realise this was all a dream. He didn't really want to think of any men in love with Dani.

"Hey, man, take it easy. I meant what I said, that ship sailed a long time ago, bro," Jeff said to him. "Dani and I parted good friends."

"What are we all talking about?" Ken asked.

"Don't worry your pretty little head about it," Paul said, knowing what a big mouth Ken was. "There's food in the kitchen."

Ken looked at Paul's plate.

"I'll pass!"

John and Dave chose that moment to come down the stairs.

"Hey, when did you get in?" John asked as he gave his friend a manly hug. "We thought you were still at the hospital."

"She kicked me out," Randy answered as he gave Dave a nod in greeting. He was not going to forgive him that easily.

"We're on our way there now," John said.

"Tell her we'll be there in the afternoon," Adam said. "We got in a couple of hours ago and need to get some rest."

John and Dave had arrived the previous night as they were on the same brand.

"I'm going to get some rest myself and I'll come down with these guys," Randy said. "Just keep an eye open. I still feel like something is wrong."

"Don't worry man. See you later."

Jamie watched as the two security guys drank their cups of coffee and smirked. Phase one complete.

It had been easy, really, breaking into that medicine trolley and getting what he needed. The whole thing was turning out to be too easy. All he'd had to do was dump a lot of sleeping pills in the pots of tea and coffee that one of the people were wheeling about on a trolley with the patients breakfast. Of course that meant there would be a lot of casualties as the tea and coffee were meant for the whole wing. Oh, well...

They would all be asleep within minutes of drinking it. Some of them could even overdose as he had put whole bottles in. He couldn't give a fuck. As long as these two men dropped, that was all that mattered.

Sure enough, after a few minutes of drinking their coffee, the security guys sat down in their chairs. He could tell they knew something was wrong, but the pills were working too fast for them to react. As soon as they were out, he made his move.

Dani was leafing through a magazine when he barged in, her breakfast untouched on the table next to her.

"What the..." she started, her voice breaking off when she saw who it was.

God, she was pretty, he thought again. Why couldn't she have just stayed faithful? Why couldn't she have been an obedient wife? Respect thy husband... that was what the Bible said, wasn't it?

"Hello, sweetheart," he sneered.

"How... What...?"

He laughed, wondering how much money she had spent on the security that had in the end been worth shit.

"Put your clothes on, we've got places to go," he said as he ripped the cords from the machines.

He could tell she was wondering how he had got past the guys by the door.

"Do you really think you can take me out of here without getting caught? If my security didn't get you, th hospital's will. They've circulated your picture."

"I know," he laughed. "It's funny how people can't see what's right in front of them. I watched Shawn last night as he did that."

"Randy will be back any second now..."

"Randy is taken care of, just as I promised."

She gasped in fear and Jamie knew in that moment how much that prick meant to her. The bitch was in love. She was supposed to love him...till death did them part. Was that not what she had promised?

"What did you think, that I'd let you go after you sent those divorce papers to me? After you whored with that useless piece of shit and got yourself knocked up?" he said menacingly as he pushed his face up in hers.

"What did you do to him?"

Jamie straightened and walked to the windows. This was it.

"I followed him as he left this morning. I know you've already figured out I've been watching you," he said.

"What did you do?"

The bitch cared more about what she thought he had done to Orton than what he would do to her! Angrily, he faced her.

"I've got him not far from here. If you want him to leave you will do exactly as I say," he said. "Do you understand that?"

She nodded and he resisted the urge to kill her right there and then. She was willing to risk her life for that prick. How fucking noble!

"You are going to get dressed then you will walk out of this building of your own free will. I will have my car at the front in five minutes. If you tell anyone what is happening along the way, I will kill Orton. If they catch me before I get to my car, he is dead anyway. All I have to do is push a button. Do you understand that?"

She nodded again and he laughed. The bitch had it real bad.

"Good," he said as he walked to the door. "Now get you ass moving. You have four and a half minutes."

With that he closed the door and casually walked out of the hospital. Phase two, done.