This really could have been two chapters, but I already cut off part of it to make the next chapter, so... yeah... but things definitely come to a head in this chapter... I hope you enjoy!
Chapter 35
MonsterSituation
The week went by slowly and dully for Ryan; she had talked to Randy countless times, and given John a ring a time or two to keep herself occupied. She had only been on TV to escort Evolution to the ring, and didn't have much else to do. That was until tomorrow when Randy would be back.
She was excited, she couldn't wait to be able to travel with him again, or be with him. It may have only been a week but it seemed like eternity to her. She was relaxing in her room with her father when his cell phone rang.
Ryan didn't think much of it until she heard yelling coming from the other end of the phone. She furrowed her brow and glanced over at her father who was mimicking her to a tee. He was trying to decipher what was going on, his voice came out low and strong as he spoke to the person on the other line.
"Angie, calm down…" He stated slowly. "What are you talking about?" He asked.
Ryan glanced at her father and knew that she probably needed to leave the room. She picked up her sneakers and left the room heading towards the gym. She didn't want to sit through yet another fight.
For some reason, Angie had called her father almost every night that week complaining, and yelling at him. Her father would tell her it was nothing and she would shrug it off, hoping that things would straighten out, but it didn't look like they were going to.
She opened the door to the gym and noticed several other divas had the same idea as she did. She climbed on to an open machine and turned on her ipod, none of the girls that were in the gym were girls she talked to on a regular basis.
Katie Lea and Jillian smirked at each other as they continued their routine. The two continued the conversation they were having before Ryan came in. Ryan ignored them until her left earpiece slipped out and she caught what they were talking about.
"I can't believe she's getting a title shot before either of us…" Jillian scoffed as she got on the stairs climber.
"I know," Katie glared at Ryan who snapped her head in their direction.
"Maybe if you two stopped worrying about everyone else, you'd get your title shot…" Ryan growled lowly.
"You're only getting that shot because you're father is who he is…" Katie stated as she stared Ryan down.
"No, I got my title shot because I worked for it." Ryan stated gritting her teeth. "And I'll gladly defend it against either of you two…" She stated before getting off of the machine and grabbing her towel before leaving.
Jillian and Katie continued talking about her as she left; Ryan rolled her eyes and hoped that her father was done talking on the phone. When she got back to her floor she could hear her father yelling over the phone. That didn't sound good at all.
She continued walking until she got to the stairs, taking the stairs down to the lobby she flipped her phone open and decided to call Randy.
"Couldn't wait until tomorrow to talk to me?" His arrogant tone came over the phone.
"I just needed someone to talk to… so if you want to play like that I'll call John…" She stated in mock-seriousness.
"Don't even think about it…" Randy stated laughing on the other line. "What's up baby?" He asked sweetly.
"Dad and Angie are fighting again…" She stated in a sad tone. "This is the third time this week she's called and they've bitched each other out… and when I ask about it Dad just shrugs it off…"
"I'm sorry babe… I wish I could be there right now…" He said softly.
"I do too…" She sat down on one of the chairs in the lobby. "I just want you to hold me…" She curled her legs underneath her.
Randy was quiet for a minute, and before Ryan could ask him if he was still there a pair of arms wrapped around her from behind. She was alarmed at first and turned around quickly dropping her phone. Her eyes nearly fell out of her head as she stared at the beautiful man before her.
"Randy, Oh My God!" She cried throwing herself in to his arms.
"You miss me?" He asked.
"Was it even a question?" She asked pressing her lips to his before he could ask her anything else.
"I missed you so much," He exclaimed after she pulled away.
"I missed you more…" She came back holding his face in her hands. "I thought you're plane came in tomorrow?" She asked.
Randy smirked, "I fibbed a little bit…" He stated.
"You lied!" She poked him in the chest.
"But for good reason, I wanted to surprise you!" He stated scooping her up off of her feet again. "Now, on the phone it sounded like there was a little more going on then just your dad and Angie fighting."
They sat down on the couch together, and Ryan picked up the phone that she dropped. She folded her hands in her lap and looked over at him. She shook her head and sighed.
"It's nothing,"
"It must be something if it's got my girl frowning…" He put a finger under her chin. "Tell me what's going on baby…" He smiled at her.
"It's just that I was in the gym after Dad got the call from Angie…" She hesitated for a second. "And Jillian and Katie were in there… and they were talking about me…" She swallowed hard.
"Since when do you let that bother you?" Randy asked. "You know they're just jealous of you…" He stated with a sweet grin.
"I know I don't usually let it bother me… but they said that the only reason I'm getting a title shot is because of who my father is…" She pouted and he pulled her closer to his body.
"You worked for it Ryan," Randy assured her.
"I know, but I don't like to hear people say that…"
"And they're just saying it to get under your skin because they're jealous…"
Ryan sat next to him, her head on his shoulder, both of his arms wrapped around her securely as she clung around his middle. She took in a deep whiff of his scent and smiled to herself.
"I'm so glad you're here…" She stated pressing her body impossibly close to his.
Randy pulled her pretty much on top of him and pressed his lips in to her hair, "I'm glad to be here for you…" He stated.
They stayed like this for a few minutes before Randy made her get up and got his room keys and got them both settled in to his King sized bed. She curled up next to him, happy to have his arms around her.
The couple fell asleep like this. Randy woke up the next morning to deafening banging come from the door. He slipped out of Ryan's death grip and answered the door in just his boxer's. He peered through the peep-hole and couldn't see anyone.
He opened the door slightly the chain still attached to the door so that the person on the other side couldn't come in if it was an intruder. He rubbed his eyes and stared at the blonde that was on the other side of the door.
"Tracey?" Randy rubbed his eyes. "What the hell are you doing here?" He asked.
"I told you to call me, I told her to tell you to call me Randy…" She was hysterical. Tears streaming down her face as she clutched on to her swollen belly.
"What is going on?" He whispered trying to look past her to see if he could see anything or anyone else. But the way she was standing he couldn't see.
"I told you," She whispered tears coming down her face; her eyes showing her terror.
"Where is he?" Randy whispered lowly so that if anyone was around they couldn't hear him.
Tracey didn't say anything else she stood completely still, tears escaping her eyes. Randy slowly slid the chain back, he heard stirring behind him and glanced back to see Ryan was trying to get closer to where he was for body heat.
He closed the door for a second and opened it. Tracey's shaken form was pushed in to the room and a manic looking person stepped foot in to the threshold. Randy caught Tracey in his arms and she was shaking like a leaf.
The man's eyes raged violently as he slammed the door closed behind him, locking it. Randy placed Tracey on the couch before staring at the man who had just barged in to his room.
"Who the fuck are you?" Randy asked his eyes wide as he heard a scream escape Ryan's mouth.
The slam from the door shook her awake and as soon as she laid eyes on the raving lunatic in front of her hotel door she couldn't bare to keep her shocking scream in. The scream answered Randy's question, any doubt that he had that she had been telling him that this wasn't his baby faded away with that very scream.
"Oh baby, don't scream like that…" The man came closer to them, as Randy stepped in front of Ryan.
"What are you doing here, Randy why is he in here?" She was panicked her words were slurred together as she scurried to the far end of the bed.
"Ryan…" Randy glared at the man before him. "He won't hurt you baby, I promise…" He stated lowly as he watched every move Adam made.
"How sweet, but play time is over Orton… Ryan belongs to me…" Adam smirked wickedly, as Tracey burst in to another round of tears.
"Ryan doesn't belong to anyone, you psycho…" Randy growled lowly, his temper was about to go off the hinges.
"But she loves me…" Adam cocked his head to the side and grinned. "She's always loved me…" He looked at Randy. "She'll never love you the way she loves me…" He stated sardonically.
"You keep telling yourself that you fucking lunatic…" Randy stated as Adam's hand flew to the back of his pants. He pulled out a gun and pointed it at Randy.
"NO!" Ryan screamed getting off of the bed. "Please, don't hurt him Adam…" She could barely hold herself up. Her face was tear streaked as Adam released the safety on the glock he held in his hand.
"Awe how sweet," Adam sneered. "You don't love him Ryan, you don't…" He insisted.
"I do love him, Adam…" She whispered.
Adam's hand shook as he pointed the gun at Randy who was terrified that his life was about to be blown away by some psychotic ex-boyfriend.
"I love you…" Adam shook his head glaring at Randy. "Not this pompous ass…"
"You don't love me, you love Tracey," She pointed to the hysterical pregnant girl on the couch.
Randy took a step forward as Adam was briefly distracted looking at Tracey, he glanced back and stared at Randy who gulped loudly.
"Sit your ass on the bed, Orton… before I shoot you…" He glared evilly at him. "You took her away from me… you should die just for that…"
Randy sat down on the bed, and Ryan stayed behind it, hoping that this was all a terrible nightmare. Adam smirked putting the safety back on and looking from Tracey to Ryan and took one step forward.
Randy jumped off of the bed and Adam pulled the gun back up to meet his eye level, "Get back on the bed Orton," Adam lifted his chin towards the bed.
Randy didn't think twice he sat back down on the bed his eyes never leaving Adam's gun.
"Don't do this Adam," Tracey pleaded. "We could be happy together," She cried, her tears falling more frequently now. "You, me and the baby…" She whispered.
"Shut up you whore…" Adam barked glaring at her.
Ryan watched as Adam became livid with Tracey trying to stop him, this man wasn't the man she used to know, he was a monster.
"You can't possibly be that heartless," Ryan stated walking towards him. "There has the be a part of the old Adam in there…" She tried to milk his emotions.
"My heart belongs t you, Ryan." He stated.
"But your baby…" She whispered.
"He'll be ours Ryan! He'll replace the one that you gave up, the one you destroyed…" He stated bitterly.
Randy looked up at Ryan shocked, she hadn't told him much about her relationship with Adam, except for that he was abusive. She didn't mention a pregnancy, or giving up a baby. She tossed him an apologetic glance before turning her attention back to Adam.
"He won't be ours Adam," She stated in a shaky voice.
"Yes, he will. We can be happy again," Adam looked almost possessed as he spoke. "We'll diminish those that stand between us; Orton… and once the baby is here… her…" He nodded towards Tracey who broke down yet again.
"We weren't happy for a long time, Adam…" She tried to reason with him. "You made sure of that the night you raped me…" She felt the hot tears sting her eyes as they fell down her bright red cheeks. Randy grabbed her hand sympathetically and Adam stuck the gun out towards him.
"Don't touch her, scumbag…." Adam's teeth were clenched as he shook the gun.
Randy reluctantly let go as she took another step towards Adam, "You don't have to do this…" She stated softly. "We can work through this Adam," She tried to reason with him. "We won't press charges, and you and Tracey can go live back in Virginia… you can have this baby and be a family together…"
"You are the mother of this child… you are going to be my wife…" Adam stated as he glared back at Randy. "Not his…"
"Adam, please…" Ryan stated as she stood in front of Randy, making his point to stick the gun in Randy's face pointless. He relaxed his arm at his side, never letting go of the gun. "If you love me, you won't do this… you'll let me go…"
"I'll never let you go, Ryan… never…" He stated making his point by using his hand, and the gun for emphasis.
"Let Randy and Tracey go… we'll talk this out… just the two of us…" She offered trying to get the two innocent parties out of the room.
"Ryan are you crazy?" Randy asked getting her attention.
"They'll go to the cops…" Adam shook his head. "I'm not going to jail… it's either I get you or nothing… we all die…" He stated shaking his head like a maniac.
"They won't go to the cops, I promise you…" Ryan stated as she took another step towards Adam. "Let them go… one at a time… Tracey first… since she's carrying… our baby…" She used his words against him.
"Fine…" Adam lifted his chin for Tracey to stand up, she could barely move as she clutched her stomach. "Get up," She stood up as Adam grabbed her arm and marched to the door, keeping his gun pointed at Ryan and Randy.
He unlocked the door and shoved her out in to the hallway, "You call the cops Tracey, I'll find you and kill you baby or no baby…" He scowled slamming the door in her face.
He locked the door back up and turned to face Ryan, who was still blocking Randy.
"Now we need to let Randy go… will have them after us if you kill him…" She stated softly, trying to coax him in to letting Randy go.
"Ryan," Randy started to object.
"Randy, I don't want to be with you anymore…" She stated locking eyes with him for a brief second. Her eyes telling him that she wasn't serious, that she was just trying to save him, to have him go get help.
"But Ryan, I love you…." Randy played along standing up.
"I don't love you Randy, I love Adam…" She played it off well. If Randy hadn't known better he would have thought she was being for real. She turned back to Adam, "You have to let him go, you have to… he's too big of a name in the WWE… people would be hounding us…" She shook her head.
"Fine," He glared at Randy. "Get the hell out of her Orton… if you go for help, I'll kill you…" He threatened.
Randy got off the bed and watched as Adam put the gun to his back forcing him out of the door; Ryan was trying to suppress her cries as Randy was shoved out in to the hallway. Adam closed the door and locked it.
He came towards Ryan who flinched a bit. He cupped her face in his hands and pressed his lips forcefully against hers.
"Now we can be together Ryan," He stated pushing her back on to the bed.
Fearful tears slipped out of her eyes as she felt her knees hit the edge of the bed. Adam skillfully pushed her down and crawled on top of her, never letting the gun in his hand go.
Randy fled downstairs to the lobby not bothering to say Hi to anyone who called his name. He found the front desk and asked them to get the police department on the line as soon as possible. He grabbed the phone from them and let them know that they had a hostage situation of a WWE Diva, and told them where he was and exactly what happened.
He could hear the police sirens seconds later as several uniformed police offers showed up and he told them what floor they were on, who he had in his possession and what transpired earlier.
Tracey came towards them, her tears still coming down as she confirmed Randy's story. The police called in their SWAT team; they let them know about the situation at hand. And what was at stake here.
Soon news crews and crowds formed in the lobby of the hotel. Randy was trying to get a hold of Dave and John but with no success, that was until Dave came storming down to the lobby looking completely mortified.
Randy was explaining to several of the other wrestlers what was going on and what had happened, but it seemed like everything was in slow motion. He was trying his best to control his emotions and it was a hard feat when he had to relive what happened every twenty seconds.
The police were holding off all news crews and pedestrians while the SWAT team set up all around the hotel. Randy saw Dave and the older man nearly sprinted over to him. He grabbed Randy's shoulders and pretty much asked him what the fuck was going on.
"Dave," Randy started off looking down at the ground, he couldn't hold in his emotions anymore. To have her father, one of his best friend's standing in front of him looking for an answer brought him to the brink.
"Randy, what happened, where is my little girl?" He knew something terrible was going on, but he wasn't sure what it was.
"Adam, he has her…" Randy stated in a shaky voice as the tears escaped his blue eyes.
Dave pushed him and Randy nearly broke down in the middle of the lobby explaining to Dave exactly what happened. That he came to surprise her last night, she stayed with him because she was upset, and then this morning he got a wake up call from her psycho ex-boyfriend.
"And you left her alone in that room with that psychopath what the fuck were you thinking Randy?" Dave asked shoving him back slightly.
"I had to go get help; Ryan wasn't letting me do much else…" Randy stated as he glared at Dave. "There was a fucking gun to my back Dave, what did you want me to do?" He stated. "If I would have objected or Ryan who would have killed us all…"
Dave took a deep breath and glared at Randy, "That was still stupid…" He stated as he marched over to the sheriff who was on the phone with someone. "I need to talk to you, now…" He pointed out.
"I'm being chewed out by your boss; do you think this could wait a second?" The sheriff quipped.
"That is my fucking daughter in there; you get off that fucking phone with whoever that is and tell me what the fuck is going on…" Dave demanded.
"I'm sorry Mr. McMahon but it seems we have a bit of a problem with one of your talents…" The sheriff gritted his teeth. "He claims that he's the father of the hostage…"
"She's not a hostage you imbecile that's my little girl in there…" Dave boomed getting the attention of everyone, including the reporters.
The sheriff heard a loud click as the person he was on the phone with hung up, and the reporters and crowd parted like the Red Sea as Mr. Vincent Kennedy McMahon was escorted in to the building by police.
He glared at the sheriff, "This is the young woman's father, you had better answer his requests and now…" Mr. McMahon stated as he approached Dave and the Sheriff.
"We're trying what we can… we have a sniper situated near the room, where he can get a clear shot if this bastard doesn't respond to our negotiations or if he threatens to harm Miss Bautista." The sheriff stated. "We've tapped the hotel line for that room so no calls can go in or out, only us… we've got our top negotiator out in the truck ready to speak with him… when ever you say so Mr. McMahon…"
Dave stared at Mr. McMahon who gave him a questioning look, Dave nodded his head, "I just want my little girl… safe and in one piece or someone has to answer to me…" He stated before stalking off towards Randy.
Randy inquired about what was going on and Dave still fuming let him in on what he knew. Randy's phone started ringing minutes later and he saw that it was John calling. His best friend had just landed and was on his way to the hotel now.
"I never told you what happened, how did you know to come here?" Randy asked.
"When my best friend tells me that it's important and he needs me… I'm there…" John answered. "What the hell IS going on? I saw the news, but they're not saying what's going on… they're just showing all the commotion…" He stated grabbing his luggage off of the carousel.
"I'll explain everything when you get here, just hurry…" Randy stated in a shaky voice.
The phone ran in Randy's room as Adam was forcing himself on to Ryan who was trying to save herself and everyone else for that matter. Adam glared at the phone and ignored it as he pushed Ryan's shirt up attacking her tanned skin with his lips, nipping up her rib cage as the phone stopped ringing for a minute and then started again.
Adam groaned inwardly and climbed off of her and picked the phone up, he answered hurriedly imagining that it was just a wake up call from the front desk.
"Adam Connors…" The man on the other line stated sternly.
"Who is this?" He asked carefully.
"This is Agent Gideon Nolan with the Police Department, we know that you have Ryan Bautista in her room against her will… we'd like to talk about this rationally with you son," The agent stated as Adam's eyes flashed angrily looking over at Ryan.
"She's not here against her will, Ryan loves me…" He barked back in to the phone. "Who called you? Was it that bastard, Randy Orton?" He growled.
"We received complaints about a dispute, and came to find that we may have a situation, we just want to talk Mr. Connors…" The Agent stated.
"There is no dispute… I'm going to stay here with Ryan until you leave… we're going to get married and have a baby…"
"Mr. Connors, listen very carefully…" The agent stated trying to keep Adam interested.
"Ryan's father and her boss are willing to give you any request you want if you let Ryan go…" He stated glancing over at Vince McMahon who nodded his head.
"Anything?" Adam questioned.
"Money, Helicopter, anything you name it…" Agent Nolan stated.
"I won't let her go, she's what I want…" Adam stated harshly in to the phone. He glared over at Ryan holding his gun out to her as she tried to get up from the bed. "Lay back down," He ordered.
"No, you have to let me go Adam… it's over…" She whispered shaking her head.
"It's not over until I say it's over…" Adam stated as he looked back at the phone. "You tell Dave Bautista that… his little girl is mine… MINE GOD DAMNIT" with that he hung up the phone and ripped it out of the wall.
"Adam it doesn't have to be like this…" She stated trying to calm him down.
"You made it this way," He shook his head. "You're little bastard of a boyfriend did this to us…" He stated. "And that whore…" He stated spitting like she was filth.
"You love Tracey; she is carrying your child."
"No, that's our child, Ryan… don't you get it… I was doing this for us…" He smiled wickedly. "Tracey was just a pawn in my pursuit to get to you…" He walked toward her.
"Why? Why would you get her pregnant on purpose?" Ryan asked.
"That wasn't the plan… that was just an unexpected bonus…" He smiled. "I was going to use her to get with Orton, to make you see what a fucking scumbag he is… and you would come running back to me… with wide open arms… just like I said you would…" He growled.
"But,"
"But you didn't… that's right…you stuck by his side even when you thought he had impregnated another girl…" He walked closer to her the gun sticking out between them as he got closer. "And I tired to set you up, after I learned you kissed that Ogre of a best friend of his… but you still wouldn't break up…" He pushed a lamp over making it crash and shatter in to a thousand different pieces.
She screamed at the sudden impact and ran in to the wall right by the window. He came right up next to her and she felt the tears forming in her eyes. He pressed his lips down on hers again forcing his knee to spread open her legs as he used his hands to push her further up the wall.
Trying to fight him off, Ryan slid one hand behind her, she grasped on to the curtains and yanked as hard as she could, exposing the room. Adam smirked as he used his free hand to sneak up her leg and push over her panties.
"Adam, don't!" She cried as two fingers entered her. "Don't do this…." She trashed against him.
"You love it," It whispered harshly in to her ear. He pushed them further inside of her and watched her scream out in pain.
He retracted his fingers and hastily began to unbutton his pants, as he was distracted Ryan mustered up all of her strength. She forced her fist in to his solar plexus, causing him to double over and let go of her with his other arm. From there she forced her knee in to his groin and ran for the door.
"Sir, we've got a problem here…" The Sheriff heard over his radio. He stepped outside just as John Cena came and crowd started to ask him questions as he pushed through to get to Dave and Randy.
"What's going on?" Randy asked nodding to the sheriff who nearly ran out of the hotel.
"He better not have hurt her, I swear to god I'll kill that punk…" Dave stated through gritted teeth.
"It's Ryan?" John asked in complete shock.
"Yes," Randy stated. "Her ex has her hostage in my hotel room…" Randy stated as he stared at his best friend.
"God, Randy… Dave… I'm so sorry…" John stated running his hands through his hair. "How did this happen?"
Randy and Dave went back and forth telling bits of the story, Dave doing less of the talking since Randy was actually there. They heard two gun shots and all three men froze before running to the Sheriff to see what the hell happened.
"What's going on… they didn't hurt her did they?" Dave asked grabbing the sheriff by the arm.
The sheriff glared at him and took his arm out of his grasp. "We just shot the suspect… but he took a shot before we were able to… Miss Bautista may be injured…"
"You had better pray to the lord above that my daughter doesn't have a scratch on her…" Dave demanded.
The SWAT team ran past them and in to the building to back up the rest of the team that was no entered the sixth floor where Ryan was being held; the EMTs quickly followed by more police officer's holding back the crowd.
Dave, Randy and John sat in suspense until a gurney pulled out of the elevator. Randy, Dave and John looked to see if it were male or female. There was a sheet over it so they couldn't tell. Randy's eyes began to water as did Dave's and John's at the thought.
Could that actually be Ryan?
They didn't feel relieved at all when a second gurney came out of the elevator, this time there was no sheet hiding the identify. The gurney got closer and each man let go of the breath that they were holding.
Ryan was lying on the gurney; her eyes shut tightly, blood all over her as they wheeled her out. Dave followed closely behind with Randy and Dave hot on his trail.
"Is she alright? What happened?" Dave threw a hundred questions at the EMTs.
"She has a gun shot wound on her right arm, and she is unconscious sir… please step back…" The EMT stated.
"I'm her father, for Christ's sakes…" Dave demanded.
"Please sir…" The EMTs stated as he glared at him.
"She's my daughter; I'm going with you…" Dave stated as he climbed on to the ambulance before they could object.
"We'll meet you at the hospital…" John stated as he caught up to Randy who was already on his way to the rental car. John grabbed his keys and got in; Randy was already pulling out as he followed him to the nearest hospital.
So there we have it... the next chapter is the end... followed by the Epilogue... I really appreciate all of the great response this story has gotten, thank you everyone!