Two Days Later: Monday Night Raw.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, I'd like everyone to please welcome the CEO of the company, Mrs. McMahon." Lillian said as Linda's entrance music came on.

"Thank you Lillian, I'd like to extend a heart felt thank you to everyone who has sent letters and flowers in memory of Vince." Her breath caught at the mention of his name and I saw Steph start towards the ramp, followed by Shane. I watched in the monitor as the three of them hugged. I was crying, so were the rest of the Divas.

Later that night Randy and I were on our way to the hotel when my cell phone rang. "Joey." I answered. "What! When!" I said. Randy gave me a what? look.

"Daddy, he had a heart attack." I said hanging up. We immediately changed directions and headed for the hospital. I called our hotel to let them know we were going to be late checking in.

I ran into the hospital as soon as he stopped at the emergency exit telling me he was going to go park. "Mark Callaway, he was brought in, he's my father." I told the nurse. "I'll need to see some proof of identification." She said. I showed her my license and she walked me to the ER.

"Glen!" I yelled to him as I saw him. "How is he?" I asked. "I don't know Jo, they've been in there for a while." He told me. "I have to call Sara." I said. "I already did, she's on her way." He told me. Then, I burst into tears. Randy was there instantly, and held me. "I can't lose him!" I wailed to him. "He'll be ok baby, he's a strong guy." Randy told me hugging me. Amy and John ran in a few minutes later, being hassled by a nurse. "Leave them alone, he's my brother." I lied. "Sorry, but I have to be careful." She told me. "I understand." I told her. "There will be a few more people arriving soon, Ric Flair, Dave Bautista, Paul Levesque, Stephanie McMahon, Sara Callaway, Gunner Callaway, and Linda McMahon." I told her. "Alright." She said and then the doctor came out. "Who brought in Mr. Callaway?" He asked. "That would be me, Glen Jacobs, but this is his daughter Joey." Glen told him. "Miss Callaway, your father is going to be just fine, it was a mild cardiac arrest, he can leave in a couple days." He told me. "Thank you, can I see him?" I asked. "Of course, follow me." He said and stopped when he saw Randy, and John follow me. "I'm sorry, family only." He said. "He's my brother, and he's my fiance'." I said. "Oh, then follow me." He said obviously jealous.

We went into dad's room and I could barely supress a sob. "It'll be ok sis." John said putting his arm around me. I saw dad open his eyes. "Oh daddy!" I said and ran to him. "I'm ok honey, I'm ok." He said softly. "I thought I'd lost you!" I said bursting into tears. Randy put his hand on my shoulder and squeezed. "Why are all of you in here?" He asked laughing a little. "I had to tell them John was your son too so that he could come in with me." I told him. "My son huh, well, as your father for a little while I order you to go get me something to drink." Dad laughed. "Yeah sure, whatever, Dad." John said laughing.

John came back a couple minutes later with some juice. "I guess this will have to do." Dad complained. "Mark!" Sara yelled running down the hallway. "He's ok Sara." I said going outside the room. "He is, is he really?" She asked. "He's ok." I told her pulling her into a hug.

Two Months Later:

Dad was great, and the wedding plans were in full force. I had wanted to postpone but Linda wouldn't let me. I had already asked Stephanie to be my Matron of Honor, and Amy was my maid of honor. Amy Dumas, Trish, Victoria, Torrie, Terri, and Rena (Sable) were my bridesmaids.

The invitations were sent out, and I was nervous as hell. When August came and the wedding day (August 14th) drew nearer, I began to have doubts.

Thank god for dad, he talked to me and let me tell him all my fears. "What if my being married interferes with my training?" "What if I get pregnant?" "What if I ruin Randy's career?" I asked him. "Honey, you won't ruin his career, only make it better, and besides, he wouldn't have asked you if he thought you'd ruin it." "As for your training, so what if you miss a couple weeks, it's your honeymoon! You're entitled." "And as for getting pregnant, honey, there is protection, but even if you do get pregnant Randy will love you for it." He told me.

August 14th, 2004, Houston, Texas.

We drove to the church in the limo dad had rented for Randy and I.

Mom and Sara helped me change into my wedding dress. It was Ivory, Silk with a long train, lace sleeves, and a V-Neck.

When the wedding began I remembered my vows, we'd decided to write our own.

I walked down the aisle on Daddy's arm, feeling like a million dollars.

Randy was standing there, when he saw me I saw him breathe in but not out. "Breathe baby." I whispered to him.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here to witness the union of these two people, Randall Keith Orton, and Johanna Justine Callaway." "Anyone who believes these two should not be wed, speak now, or forever hold your peace." The minister said. No one spoke.

"Who gives this woman?" He asked. "We do." Daddy said indicating everyone in the room, literally.

"Randy and Joey have chosen to write their own vows, so I'll let them speak to each other." He told everyone.

Randy looked at me. "I knew the moment I met you that we were meant to be together, I also knew that we were six years apart, but age never mattered to me, I love you Joey, you complete me, I want to wake up every morning with you by my side, to smell your hair while you sleep, to know that no matter where I go, I'll always have you to come home too." "I've loved you from the day we met, and I'll love you until the day I die, I promise to love, honor, and cherish you, through sickness and in the health, through better or worse, all the days of my life, this is my solemn vow." He said and placed the wedding ring on my finger.

I looked into his clear blue eyes, my eyes brimming with happy tears. "Randy, when I realized I loved you I was terrified, not because of our ages, but because I was worried that you didn't love me back, not the way I loved you." "I'll always love you, whether you're in China, Japan, the states, or anywhere, you are my heart, and I know that somehow everything will be ok, that it will work out as long as I have you by my side, A wise man once said that love is something you know, no matter what the obsticle, you know it." "I know it with you, you are my soul mate, my best friend, and I'll love you forever, I promise to love you, and honor and cherish you, in sickness and health, through better or worse, every day for as long as I live, I'll love you until the day I die, this is my solemn vow." I told him crying a little as I slipped his wedding ring on his finger.

"Do you, Randall Keith Orton, take Johanna Justine Callaway to be your lawfully wedded wife?" "I do." Randy said.

"Do you, Johanna Justine Callaway, take Randall Keith Orton to be your lawfully wedded husband?" "I do." I said.

"Then by the powers granted to me by the state of Texas, I now pronounce you to be, husband and wife, you may kiss your bride."

He kissed me and I melted in his arms like I always do. "I am pleased to present Mr. & Mrs. Randy and Joey Orton." The minister said.