A/N: There is a trial going on in this chapter, but I had so much trouble writing it so I decided not to. I just told the verdict of the trial. Hope you guys like it. I've never written an ending before so it might not be that good, but I tried.
Three Months Later...
"God damn it!" Becca yelled in frustration.
Three months had gone by and now she was in her fourth month of pregnancy. If it was up to Randy she wouldn't be working anymore, but she told him that she would stop in her seventh month when the doctor said she had to start to take it easy. They had flown to St. Louis along with Taby and Jeff to meet Rachael here for the trial. John would have come also, but he had no more days off at this point but he sent all his best wishes. They were all staying at Randy's parents house and had flown in yesterday. Taby and Jeff were staying in separate guest rooms, Rachael stayed in her room, and Randy and Becca stayed in his room. Randy walked out of the bathroom because he had just gotten out of the shower and he went to the closet to grab his suit.
"What happened?" He asked as he began getting dressed.
"I can't fit into anything I fucking own! I just bought this outfit for the trial and now I can't even zip up the skirt!" She complained as she attempted one more time to get it to fit.
Randy pulled up his pants and walked over to Becca who was staring at herself in the mirror. "Becca, you look fine. I don't see the problem."
Becca turned around and glared at him. She pulled up her shirt. "Don't see the problem!! Are you kidding?! Look at this!" She said pointing to her stomach.
Randy looked and shrugged his shoulders. "Look at what?"
"My stomach! It's getting bigger!"
"Ah, Becca...I think its supposed to do that. And besides its not even that big."
"So you admit that I got bigger!?"
"I didn't say that! Becca you look beautiful." He said as he wrapped his arms around her.
She pushed him away. "Stop lying. I feel huge."
"You can barely see the bump, though."
"Tell that to my skirt! It doesn't wanna zip up!"
"You're being ridiculous."
"You are! Just leave me alone." She said and went back to trying to zip up the skirt.
"Can we not fight today, please? Jeez, we just got here."
"I'm not fighting."
"You're snapping at me. That qualifies as fighting."
"Just shut up."
Randy rolled his eyes. 'Just five more months.' He thought. He loved Becca, but she was so difficult to deal with. Even more so now that she was pregnant.
"So is this how its gonna be today? We're gonna fight on the day of my sister's trial?" He asked after he finished getting dressed.
"I just said I wasn't fighting!"
"Well why the hell are you yelling?"
"I'm not!"
Before Randy could continue someone knocked on the door. He said come in and Rachael and Taby walked in the room with Jeff.
"Jeez, we can hear the fighting from down the hall." Taby said.
"We aren't fighting!" Becca yelled.
"So then why are you yelling?" She asked.
"I'm not. God, can't you people just leave me alone?!"
"What did we do?" Taby asked.
Becca sighed in frustration and went to lock herself in the bathroom. Randy sat down on the bed and dropped his head in his hands.
"She is so lucky I love her! No one else would be able to put up with that."
Taby, Jeff, and Rachael all laughed. "That is one hundred percent normal." Taby said.
"Yeah? Well normal fucking sucks!"
"She's going through a lot with her hormones. Just ignore it." Rachael said.
"When I do she thinks I'm mad with her and she picks a fight with me. I don't know what to do anymore. I mean one minute we're all good then the next she snaps and I have no idea what I did!"
"Like I said...normal." Taby replied.
Becca was still in the bathroom when Randy's parents came upstairs.
"Guys, we're leaving soon to get there early so lets be done quickly." Elaine said.
"Yeah, we're done. Its just Becca. She locked herself in the bathroom because her skirt won't zip up. Then she took it out on me so I think we're fighting now." Randy said.
"What did you say to her?" Elaine asked sternly.
"Me?! Why is this my fault? Her skirt wouldn't zip up! What does that have to do with me?!"
"Boy, you got her pregnant, so everything that goes wrong will be your fault. Get used to it." His dad said.
Randy sighed and his mom went over to the door. "Look, you guys all go down stairs. We'll meet you down there." She said.
They all left the room and as soon as they did Elaine knocked on the door. "Becca? Its Elaine. Is everything alright in there?"
She sounded like she was struggling as she spoke. "Just fine."
"Why don't you let me in and we can see what to do about the skirt?"
Elaine paused for a moment and listened. She heard silence and then she heard the lock click and Becca opened the door.
"It won't zip up, huh?" Elaine asked sweetly.
"Ugh, no! And its irritating me! If I wasn't so damn big I could fit into it!"
Elaine chuckled. "Hate to break it to ya, Hunnie, but this ain't even what big's sposed to look like. Just wait a couple months and you'll see."
Becca sighed and sat on the toilet seat and Elaine bent down in front of her. "How bout I let out that skirt a little in the waist?"
She nodded. "Okay."
They stood up and went into Randy's parents room. Elaine had her take off the skirt so she could fix it and once she was done, Becca slipped it on and it fit perfectly. They heard Randy yell up the stairs.
"Ma, hurry up, we're leaving soon!"
"Oh hush up, boy, we're coming." She yelled back and looked at Becca. "So, better?"
Becca looked at herself in the mirror. "Thank you so much! I feel really stupid about this though."
"Why?"
"This is an important day and I'm whining over a freaking skirt."
Elaine laughed. "Trust me, dear, I completely understand."
"I just hope Randy doesn't hate me right now. I was pretty bitchy with him."
"I can remember when I was pregnant with Randy...Bob pretty much hated me. He never showed it, but I could tell. Its hard on everyone, but its part of life. Besides I know Randy loves you."
"I know. I just feel so bad behaving like this all the time."
"He understands." She smiled.
"Thanks for everything."
"That's what family's for." She smiled. "Now, lets get going before we're late."
They walked downstairs and headed into the cars. Randy's parents took theirs, Randy took his since he still lived in St. Louis he still kept one of his vehicles there; Becca, Jeff, and Taby all went with Randy while Rachael went with her parents. When they got there Rachael, Jeff, Taby, and Randy's parents all went ahead into the court room. Becca told Randy she needed to talk to him so they stayed outside.
"You okay?" He asked.
"No."
"Baby, what's wrong?"
"Me. I'm what's wrong. You're so good to me and I still bitch at you for every little thing. I'm sorry."
He smiled at her. "I told you a million times I understand. You don't need to apologize."
"Yeah I do. This is a serious day for your family and here I am bitching about my fucking skirt. And your mom was so sweet to help."
"Its all good." He said and kissed her forehead.
"Its really not, but I love you for understanding." She smiled at him.
"I love you, too, beautiful."
AFTER THE TRIAL...
Everyone exited the court room and went outside after the long exhausting trial was over. Everyone was upset with the verdict of the trial. Randy was pissed beyond belief and couldn't imagine how Rachael must've been feeling. He needed to talk to her so when they got to the house he asked her to go for a ride with him so they could talk. At first she protested that she was too tired, but after some of his big brother charm she gave in. He told the others they would be right back and he and his sister took off in his truck and drove around. The first ten minutes were filled with tension and uneasiness as Rachael shifted in her seat uncomfortably. Randy knew that she didn't want to talk about anything right now, but she couldn't keep her feelings bottled up because that was bound to make things worse for her. He finally pulled up into the local park and parked the truck. When he looked over at Rachael she had a look of panic on her face and Randy was confused. He rested his hand on her shoulder, but she flinched and he pulled it away quickly.
"Rach, what's wrong?" He asked worriedly.
She stared at him and then looked around at the out-doors and back at him and started to cry. Randy freaked out and didn't know what was wrong. He attempted to hug her, but she freaked out even more and began to hyperventilate. Not knowing what else to do he pulled out of the parking space and was on the road again. Rachael seemed to calm down a little and he decided not to stop anywhere else. It was maybe safer to just drive around. He looked over at her as she stared straight out the window. She looked so lost and it made his heart break.
"What happened back there?" He asked quietly.
At first it didn't seem like she would ever answer him, but after a few minutes she spoke up softly. She refused to meet him in the eyes when she spoke. She just continued to look out the window as she answered him.
"That's where he took me the first time."
"What?" He was confused at first and she looked at him this time.
"Jake took me to that park after the party and that's where everything happened."
A look of anger and realization passed over Randy's face and Rachael began to look back out the window.
"I'm so sorry." He said finally.
"You didn't know." She answered back.
It was quiet again for awhile as he continued to drive. He was surprised when Rachael spoke up.
"Do you remember when we were little and you used to take me everywhere with you? Especially the lake. We have so many happy memories there, don't we?"
He smiled to himself and glanced and the little smile that played across her sad features as she talked about their childhood.
"Yeah. Real happy."
She looked at him and he knew exactly where they were going now. He drove down to the lake that wasn't too far from their home where most of their childhood took place. He parked and they got out of the truck and walked in silence down by the edge of the lake and sat on the large rock they would jump off of. He placed his arm around her shoulder and she leaned into him and rested her head on his shoulder.
"Randy? Do you think that things happen for a reason?" She asked.
"I never thought about it before. Why?"
"I dunno. I was thinking that maybe there has to be some reason for why that happened to me. I mean if there was a purpose to it then maybe it wouldn't be so bad."
Randy's voice caught in his throat. This was so heart breaking. There was no reason for why that happened to her. There never is a reason for something like that to happen and he had no idea how to make her feel like things were alright after something that major happened to her and not once but twice.
"That should have never happened to you, Rach. And as much as I want to say that you'll be alright I can't because I know that it's hard especially after the outcome of this fucking trial." He said with anger in his voice.
She smiled a little. "It helps that you care so much."
"Of course! You're my life, little sister, no matter how old you get you always will be."
She hugged him closer. "And you're mine. Thanks, Randy. For everything you do. And even though that asshole got off with just a mental hospital sentencing for life at least he's put away for life. I mean it's not the same as doing hard time, but it's better than nothing."
"So you'll be okay?" He asked.
"Yeah. North Carolina should be good for me. I'll be with friends and if anything Jeff isn't that far away."
"Ah, yes. On that subject matter. You aren't to sleep over his place if you visit."
She rolled her eyes. "So if I visit I go and then drive all the way back to school? That's dumb, especially since he has like a million guest rooms."
"So then don't go."
She laughed. "You're a very difficult man, Randy Orton."
"Yes, but you love me anyways."
"Oh yes. Of course." She laughed.
It was so good to hear her laugh. He missed it. Ever since this whole trial she had been so stressed and not her happy self. It was nice to have her happiness back. It got quiet again, but this time it was a comfortable silence. Rachael broke it after some time.
"What d'ya say we get back to the house?"
He nodded his head and they walked back to the truck. When they arrived dinner was ready and they got ready to eat. They all enjoyed the meal and after got ready for bed to leave the next day to the states they needed to be in.
A/N: To clear up any confusion...Jake was sentenced to life in a mental hospital. Whisch means he won't be going to jail which is pretty bad. Um so hope that helps. Sorry it took so long to write. I'll try to write so it won't happen again. And don't forget to look out for MORE THAN FRIENDS!! Please review :)
