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Saturday

It's our second to last day of our honeymoon and Randy was packing for when he left tomorrow night for Raw. I wish I could go with him but can't. I sat on the bed and watched as he placed his clothes in his open suitcase. Sensing me watching him, he looked over at me.

"Are you okay?"

I faked a smile and nodded. "I'm fine."

His gaze never wavered as he looked at me. He frowned and put the shirt that he was holding in his bag before walking over to me and kneeling on the floor in front of my legs. I looked down at him with a questioning look. He wrapped his strong arms around my frame and pressed a soft on my lips and looked at me.

"I know how much you want to go on the road with me. I'd love to have you but you can't."

I nodded and looked away from his gaze. I felt like a child who got promised to go to Disneyland but then couldn't because her dad had to go out of town for business.

"Hey." He said softly. He brought his hand up to the side of my face and turned it so I could look at him. His hand stayed on the side of my face and he stared into my eyes with his steely blue ones.

"I'll be home before you know it. Okay?"

He offered me a reassuring smile but I looked away. I really wish I was in the WWE so that I could travel with him. For the longest time, even when we were just best friends, I couldn't stand to not be around him. You'd think that now that we were married and I knew he was all mine, it wouldn't be so bad. Instead it was way worse. You'd think he was that air that I needed to breathe or the blood that my heart pumped through my veins. I feel like I can't live without him.

I let out a sigh as I looked at him. "I'm really going to miss you, you know that?"

"I know." He replied softly. "I'm going to miss you a lot too. Luckily, you still have me for two more days."

Standing back up, he smiled. He grasped my hands in his and pulled me up, placing my hands around his neck. After my arms were secure around his neck, he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer.

"True, but not two more nights." I replied. "How am I going to sleep without feeling your arms around me or hearing the sound of your steady breathing when you're sleeping? I'm going to miss all that. Including your voice when you say goodnight to me…" I started to trail off as I began to ramble.

He pressed his lips against mine for a brief moment before he looked at me. He looked into my eyes but didn't say anything. We stood there in a comfortable silence before he spoke again.

"I don't know but I know we'll figure out some way. But I promise that I'll call every night that I'm not home to say goodnight. Would that at least help a little bit?"

"A little." I shrugged. "It won't be as good as when you are actually here, but it's better than nothing."

"I know."

He rested his forehead against mine as he started to walk back towards the bed and sat down. He pulled me onto his lap so that I sat a leg on either side of him. I leaned my head back a little to look at him. He smiled and leaned in to press his lips against mine once more. He started to deepen it, his hand running up my back. The warmth from his hand felt good on the few places that my back still hurt from my match a few weeks ago. Luckily Randy knew I was still a little sore so he was always gentle whenever he touched my back or my shoulders. He laid me back on the bed and his hand slid from my back to my side. I winced slightly as he accidently pressed on a sore spot. He broke the kiss for a moment and looked at me.

"Sorry." He whispered.

I smiled and cupped his face with my hands. "It's okay. It's gonna happen. I'm still healing"

"I know, but I didn't mean to." He replied.

Chuckling, I pulled his face down until his lips touched mine again.


A Couple Hours Later

I slowly opened my eyes and looked around. I smiled as I looked at Randy's sleeping form. My smile faltered as I remember how much I was going to miss seeing him every morning. Slowly, I removed his arm from around me and grabbed my phone. On my way out of our bedroom, I grabbed his recently discarded shirt from the floor and put it on before making my way down the stairs to the living room. I sat on the couch and waited as my phone started up. As it started, I hugged the shirt closer to me. It smelt just like Randy and I wanted to remember that smell for when he is gone on the road.

My phone beeped and I picked it up again. It had only been off for a week and yet I had 15 missed calls,6 voicemails and about 53 texts. I decided to check the texts first. Most of them were from Jay, Jericho, Zoey and Lyca wishing us a happy honeymoon. They rest of the texts I didn't bother to read since they were from Mike. I checked all of that were from Mike and just deleted them. I already had the man of my dreams and didn't need some asshole ex messing it up. I looked through my missed calls. Most of them were from Adam and one from a number I didn't really recognize.

I stared at the number just as a pair of arms wrapped around me. Chuckling, I leaned my head back and smiled. "Hey you."

"Hey." He returned my smiled. He gave me a kiss and rested his head on my shoulder as he leaned over the back of the couch.

"What are you doing?" He muttered into my neck where he placed another kiss. "I thought we were supposed to leave the phones off since it's still our honeymoon?"

"I know it is." I laughed. "I was going to play a game on my phone but I saw that I had a lot of missed calls, voicemails and texts so I'm checking them. "

He released me and walked around the side and flopped down next to me. Grabbing my phone, I quickly scooted over to where he was and cuddled up to him. He responded by wrapping his arms around me once more.

I was about to delete the unknown number when Randy spoke. "Wow. You got a call from WWE Headquarters." He smiled. I gave him a questioning look and he pointed to the unknown number on my screen. My eyes widened.

"That's the WWE Headquarters?"

He nodded. This was amazing! But the main question running through my mind was why were they trying to call me? A million questions ran through my mind as I listened to the voicemails. Most of them were from Adam being obnoxious as usual. The very last message almost made me drop my phone.

You have one unheard message…..

Hello Charity. Vince McMahon here. I am calling on behalf of what happened during NXT. Please call back as soon as you get this message. We really need to talk as soon as possible. Set up an appointment with the secretary and I'll talk to you then! Have a great day.

My jaw dropped and I just sat there with my phone pressed against my ear. Randy's voice pulled me from my thoughts and I looked at him.

"Who was it?"
I tried to find the words as I was still in shock. Vince McMahon, the head guy of the WWE called me personally! Me! I let out a deep breath as Randy looked at me expectantly. "Babe?"

It took a moment but I finally found my voice. "…that was Vince."

"Vince? As in my boss himself? Vince McMahon?"

I nodded and he broke into a grin. "That's great! What did he say?"

I shook my head as I tried to process all this. "He wants to talk to me about NXT as soon as possible."

I quickly got up from my place with Randy and started to dial the number. With every ring, I got more and more excited. After a few more rings, a woman picked up.

"World Wrestling Entertainment. This is Angie." She said in a bored tone. "How may I direct your call?"

Ignoring her indifferent attitude, I stated my business.

"Hi, I received a call from Mr. McMahon and was told to make an appointment. He said he needed to talk to me as soon as possible."

"I'll fit you in wherever I can." She retorted. I heard some typing before she spoke again. "What's your name?"

I gave her my name and there was a pause on the other side. Neither of us spoke for a moment until I broke the silence. "Um…is something wrong?"

"Charity? As in Charity Cage from NXT?" She finally said softly.

I nodded even though I knew she couldn't see it. "Yep. That'd be me."

"Oh my god… I am so sorry. The earliest appointment I can get you is in a few hours….Will that work?"
"That'd be great. Thank you."

"No! Thank you!" She replied. "By the way, I loved your 'I quit match' with Zayne! That was amazing…"

"Thank you." I chuckled.

"I really think you should have won. And I'm really sorry for what happened to you after you won the match." She added. "Also can I ask you something?"

Wow this person is quite a fan. Although I do like talking to fans and all, this conversation was starting to get awkward.

"Um…I actually have to get going…" I said as Randy gave me a questioning look. I shrugged and waited as she spoke again.

"Oh…well it's a really quick question."

"Fine." I sighed. "What is it?"

"Is it true that you're dating Edge?"

I wrinkled my nose. "Ew…no."

"CM Punk?"

"No."

"Chris Jericho?"

"No"

"The Miz?"

"No. Bye now."

Before she could list the whole roster, I quickly hung up and started to head to the stairs and began climbing. I took the steps two at a time until I made it to the top and headed toward the bedroom with Randy right behind me.

"So what happened?" He inquired.

As we entered the bedroom, I walked over to the closet as Randy stretched out on the bed behind me. I went through my clothes trying to figure out was worthy to wear to my meeting.

"Hello?"

I snapped from my thoughts. "I'm sorry….What were you asking?"

"What happened?" He repeated with a chuckle.

"Oh…I asked to schedule an appointment and the secretary got an attitude with me. But when I told her my name, her whole attitude changed and she became a fangirl. It was weird." I looked through the clothes without looking back. As I debated between two tops, I felt a pair of strong arms wrap around my waist and a kiss be pressed on my neck.

"Then what happened?" He mumbled as he nuzzled my neck.

"Then she started asking questions like if I was dating Adam." I said. I shuddered at the thought. "I told her no, then she asked about Jericho and kept going. When she asked if I was dating Mike, I said no and hung up."

"So why are you getting dressed?" He chuckled. He moved some hair away from my ear and leaned next to it and whispered, "Have I ever told you how good you look in my shirts?"

I looked down and sure enough that's what I had on. In my excitement to get ready for my meeting, I had completely forgotten that I had put it on.

"Well I have a meeting in a few hours with Vince so I need to get dressed and get going." I chuckled.

"A few hours?"

"Yeah." I nodded. "Will you go with me?"

I turned in his arms and wrapped my arms around his neck and smiling.

He returned my smiled as he moved his hands to my hips. "Of course I'll go. I want to be the first one to know what happens."

He gave me one final kiss before he leaving to go get ready.


At the Headquarters

After paying for the cab, Randy grabbed my hand and we made our way up to the front doors of the building. My mind and heart were racing as Randy opened the doors for me. As we walked to the elevator I tried to calm my nerves but it didn't work. We stepped into the elevator and Randy hit the floor and we ascended where THE Chairman of the WWE, Vince McMahon's office was. I smoothed my dress for the 10th time in the last half hour causing to Randy to give a lighthearted chuckle.

"What?" I asked looking at me.

"Babe, you look fine. Don't worry. I know you're nervous." He smiled as he gave my hand a gentle squeeze.

"I know…I'm sorry but I can't help it. I've been dreaming of coming here and talk to Vince since I was in high school."

"I know." The doors slid open and we stepped out before making our way over to the secretary's desk next to his office. As soon as we made it to the desk, the woman looked away from her computer and her eyes widened.

"Hi." I smiled. "I'm C—"

"Oh my god….you're Charity Cage!" She exclaimed, standing up. In her excitement, she didn't notice that she spilled her container of pens all over the floor. She grinned as she held out her hand and I shook it.

"That'd be me." I chuckled.

"Wow….I can't believe I'm actually meeting you. You're a huge inspiration!" She beamed.

"Well thank you. I'm glad I'm inspiring." I replied. I looked at the clock behind her and saw how close it was to the time I was scheduled for. "Um…I'm actually here for a meeting with Mr. McMahon."

"Oh! That's right! Let me just tell him you're here."

Randy and I stand there as the girl dials a number on the phone. "Hello, Mr. McMahon…yes…yes I did…..Yeah….Charity Cage is here…okay." She hangs up the phone and beams at us. "It'll be just a little while so you can just wait in the waiting room."

Smiling, we thank her and start to sit down in one of the chairs when she stops me. "Um….Ms. Cage?"

I chuckle to myself as she uses my ring name. "Yes?"

"Can I have your autograph?"

I look over at Randy who just shrugs. I Sigh and sign the paper which the woman just grins at for a couple moments. "Thank you so much!"

I nod and sit down with Randy and he takes my hand.

"I guess you have super fans even here." He chuckles. I jokingly whack him in the chest and smile. Even with the joking around, I couldn't calm down. My heart was beating so fast that I felt as though it would have leaped out of my chest. Randy tried his best to calm me down but it all failed. We waited in agonizing silence for what seemed like hours when the secretary told me to go on in. I took a final deep breathe as Randy gave my hand one final squeeze.

"You'll be fine." He smiled. "And I'll be right out here." I nodded before releasing his hand and walking to the big oak door with the name plate on the door saying "Vince McMahon" on it. This was it. This was the moment I've been waiting for, for a very long time. I turned the handle and pushed open the door.

As I stepped into the spacious office, I was in complete awe as the man that I've dreamed of working for since I first decided I wanted to be a wrestler sat right ahead of me. He motioned for me to sit in one of the big leather chairs that sat in front of his desk. He finished whatever he was doing and looked at me.

"Hello Charity. Thank you for coming to see me on such short notice." His voice boomed.

"Of course. I called right as I heard the message." I replied with a smile. "You said that you wanted to talk to me about NXT?"

"Right. From what I understand, you won the last rookie challenge and picked the stipulation for the last match. Am I right?"

"That's correct, Sir." I nodded.

"And you picked an "I Quit" match and won, but ended up in the hospital?"

"Yes Sir. "

He frowned as he looked at me. "Charity, do you watch WWE programming?"

"Of course! I'm a huge fan and watch whenever I can."

"So you should already know that we don't let out female talent be in that type of matches. And when I heard that you chose that type of match, I was a little taken back by your boldness."

By now my smile has faltered and I'm scared of what he's going to say next. Am I in trouble for choosing that type of match? I feel myself sinking in the chair ever so slightly as he continues.

"Those type of matches are too dangerous for women! And you landing up in the hospital is a perfect example of why they don't compete in those type of matches!"

As he said this I could feel my stomach start to knot up. I lowered my head as if I was a child being scolded. What had gotten into me? Did I really think that having an 'I Quit' match would make it so Mike didn't cheat on me?

"And not only that, but since FCW is linked to the WWE the phones have been ringing off the hook since it happened!" He continued. "They want to know if we planned that! The offers to have you appear as a guest have been piling up. They all want to have their share of the Hardcore female FCW Superstar…But that can't happen. Do you know why?"

I finally found the courage to look back at him and shook my head. "No Sir, I don't."

He looked at me with a straight face as he picked up some papers off his desk and held them up. "That can't happen because you're no longer an FCW superstar."

I gulped as he said this. "I'm not?"

He shook his head and ripped my FCW contract in half. As I saw this, I couldn't help it as my jaw dropped. My heart just sank and I had to keep myself from crying. All those years of training and getting paid less than twenty dollars a night, all the bruises, and everything I worked so hard for was ripped right in front of my eyes. This was all because I let my emotions get the best of me and made an irrational decision. Just for good measure, he put the two pieces together and ripped in half once more before setting the pieces aside. He clasped his hands together and set them on the desk in front of him and looked at me.

"I'm very sorry Charity but do to your actions, you no longer work for FCW."

I took a deep breath in attempt to calm myself as I looked at my torn up contract and slowly nodded my head. "I understand."

At that moment Vince actually started to smile. Are you kidding me? He just took away my job and now he's smiling? What kind of sick game is this?

"Charity, the reason you can't make personal appearances is because of our policy about competing in another company. You can't possibly to that as a WWE superstar, now can you?"

Whoa….what? I didn't even try to conceal my confusion as I looked at him. "Sir?"

Now his smile turned into a giant grin that lit up his face as he opened a drawer and place some more papers on his desk in front of me. I look at them and back at him with a confused expression. Still smiling, he stands up and holds out his hand. "Charity, welcome to the WWE."

I just sat there for a moment trying to process what just happened. Chuckling he lowered his hand. "Everything okay?"

I started to nod but transitioned into shaking my head. "I'd don't understand what's happening…"

"Well see, because of that one match, you are an extremely hot commodity! What you did was something new and exciting and those are the type of things that we want in the WWE." He explained.

I let all of what he said sink in and my eyes widened. I couldn't believe it! After I signed that beautiful WWE contract sitting in front of me, I would be a WWE Superstar!

"Now all you have to do is sign the contract in front of you and we can start getting things ready for your debut." He said, grin still intact.

"Oh…right!" He handed me a pen and I signed the contract and slid it back to him with a grin plastered on my face. I stood up and shook his hand and I felt like I was on top of the world.

"Thank you so much, Mr. McMahon!" I beamed.

"It's great to have you with us."

I let go of his hand and started to head to the door to leave when he spoke again.

"Oh and by the way, congratulations on your marriage. I'll see you at Raw on Monday to go over a few things. Have a great day, Mrs. Orton."

I grinned as he used my new name. I opened the door and stepped out to see Randy pacing back and forth anxiously. I chuckled to myself before frowning. I walked toward him and he looked up and strode over to me.

"Well? How did it go?" He asked as he saw my saddened expression.

I let out a sigh and looked down at the floor. My heart was fluttering in my chest at the excitement but I tried to not let it show.

"Babe….What's wrong?" He asked as he grabbed my hand. I looked up at him and looked like I was going to cry.

"I'm no longer an FCW Superstar…." I said softly, not looking at him. "Vince ripped up my contract right in front of me."

"What? Why did he do that? You worked so hard for that!"

"Well it's because I don't need it anymore." I shrugged.

He raised an eyebrow at me. "What do you mean?"

"Well there's no need to have an FCW contract when I'm a WWE Superstar…" I replied, breaking into a grin.

He looked at me, grinning as it started to sink in. "You're in the WWE now? With me?"

I nodded excitedly and he wrapped me into a hug and gave me a kiss.

"That's great Babe! Now you can go on the road with me!"

"I know!"

"So when do you debut? What brand are you on? What will—"

Laughing, I pressed my lips against him to cut him off.

"I don't know yet. All I know is that I'm supposed to show up at Raw on Monday to go over a few things."

"Well in that case, we need to celebrate." He grinned. He gave me one last kiss before taking my hand and we left.


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