Disclaimer: Still remains the same. I do not own any of the actual WWE Superstars in this story but I'm still planning on it. I do own Hayley Peterson-Gowen and I do own Ariel the best friend. Other then that it's all up for grabs folks.

A/N: I'm in story overload, so before it takes over and I forget to update some stories I am doing another chapter to this. The flashbacks in this story are taken right out of my other one called "Lipstick and Bruises" which some of you will recognize if you remember reading it. Thanks for the reviews on the last chapter and I think I am going to end up wrapping this up soon. Not sure though so stay tuned.

He hated sitting around like this, he need to be out there doing something. His wife was being held captive by her deranged father, his daughter hopefully still with her and not left somewhere out there alone. Randy had taken off with his car, and the police seemed to think they had more of a case around Randy and him then with the actual deranged guy on the loose with his wife.

Zach had to admit he was having a hard time dealing with the fact that Ariel was dead. Knowing that, and knowing how close she was to Hayley he was extremely worried that something even worse had happened to her. Why else would they want to do away with Ariel? It's not like she knew something that the rest of them didn't. She was just an innocent bystander in all of this and now look where it got her.

"Where the hell could he have gone to look for her." he asked into the air. He kind of figured he wouldn't get an answer but when he did, he thought he was loosing his mind.

"He's gone to the hotel that you stayed at when you first came into town."

Zach turned around and came face to face with a very alive Brock Lesnar. He had to blink his eyes a few times to make sure that there wasn't something really wrong going on here and he was losing his mind.

"You are supposed to be dead."

"Well as you can see I am very much alive. A little dirty since I have been on the road for a long time, but very much alive none the less. Hey if you don't mind can I use your shower for like a quick wash?"

What the hell was going on here? They had buried Brock, watched him get lowered into the ground. Now how the hell was he standing very much alive in front of him. If he was indeed losing his mind, he didn't want to lose this part of it though because it could come in handy for how he was going to find Hayley.

"Yeah go ahead and use it. When you're done though I have a lot of questions for you."

"Funny, so did my parents when they found out I had risen from the dead. If anything it made my mom religious again. Her very own son rose like Jesus."

He knew he had already been here, but it was worth it to go looking again. This was Toronto and her father would be sick enough to bring her back to the hotel where they all met in the first place. As he looked up at the size of the great building in front of him, he realized suddenly that she could be anywhere.

"Can I help you sir?"

"Yes, can you park this for me and point me to the front desk?"

"Straight ahead, and how long do you think you will be staying?"

Hopefully not very long, he thought, but decided against saying that or they might figure out he was doing something more then just sleeping here.

"A couple of days."

"Well have a good stay."

As he walked up to the front desk, he say all of the people around him and suddenly remembered the first time he had met Hayley here, and what they had gone through together right here in the lobby. It hadn't been the best time in his life, but he had done whatever it took to be around her, and if he ever found her again he would tell her so.

FLASHBACK

"Are you that girl from the school?"

I have been called that girl so many times in my life that this man doing it now didn't even make me blink, but Ariel looked like she was about to faint due to the fact that he was talking to her.

"I am that girl yes. The name is Hayley. You must excuse my friend, it seems she's about to keel over and dies at the sight of you."

He laughed quickly and it put me at ease a little. I had no idea who this guy was, and if I wasn't interested in doing this article with Zach, I wouldn't be opposed to talking to him on a more intimate level, but I had to keep myself in check. I was there for a reason.

"I'm Randy Orton, and it's nice to meet you Hayley. Zach told us earlier that you would be coming by and that we should meet up with you and see if you have any more room in your paper for a couple of us guys to interview as well. Don't worry about your friend, I'm used to it, I have that effect on people."

"Oh the one of complete and utter nausea?"

"Ouch that was cold! But no harm, I just meant that women do that a lot around me. I like your attitude Hayley. So do you think you have any other room in your paper?"

"I don't see that being an issue seeing as Zach is mainly here for the talking to the seniors. I'm just doing a human interest piece on him. Let me talk to my editor and get back to you guys on that alright?"

"Sure, you know where we're staying anyway. It looks like the guy at the desk is trying to get your attention, so I will let you go and hope to see you soon."

"Same here Randy, have a nice day."

END OF FLASHBACK

He remembered what he had thought of her that first day. He would have acted on it if he hadn't know that Zach was looking at her in the exact same way. But since Zach and her had gotten together it seemed like her life had gone to hell, and maybe it was the right time now to make sure she knew that he wouldn't let that happen anymore. He really hoped that she was here, and that she was alright.

"Hi, my name is Randy Orton and I am looking for a fellow wrestling buddy of mine. His name is Brian Kendrick? Could you tell me if he stopped in here for the night?"

The clerk at the desk, who he recognized as the same guy from two years before scanned what looked to be the list of guests and when he finally thought the guy was done and going to tell him to look elsewhere, he didn't.

"Yes, he is staying with his girlfriend in ROOM 416. If you want to go see him, just go to the fourth floor and to the right."

Nodding in thanks he made a beeline for the elevators. He had hit the jackpot and that meant that they were that much closer to bringing Hayley back home where she belonged. God willing, it would be with him.

"Damn it, he is out of range!" Hayley screamed, throwing the phone to the floor and hearing the smash. Now she was so mad that she had ruined her one chance of getting out of here alive.

"Hayley you said there was something you wanted to tell me?"

"Yeah there is."

"What is it about?"

"Carioca."

"What about her?"

"My father did something to the paternity tests when we all took them years ago and I think now that maybe you were the father and he kept it from me for so long because he wanted me to suffer."

"You mean that when we had sex back then it could have been my baby?"

"That's what he says. I don't know how true it is but at the same time I know he had something to do with those test results. I can see that much truth in his eyes. I just don't know how much."

"Well then as soon as we get out of here and get you both to a hospital we can check things out and see what the truth really is."

"You're not mad?"

"No I'm not mad Hayley. I don't know what the hell is going on here with him and with us, but all I want is for things to go back to being normal."

"I don't think I have ever known normal since I met Zach and the rest of you from the WWE."

"Funny thing is Hayley, neither do I. Now lets come up with another way out of here."