Randy walked down the halls of the arena towards Mr.McMahon's office. He hoped he wasn't in trouble. Vince was the last person anyone wanted to mess with. Randy stopped when he saw the sign Vince McMahon and knocked on the door.

"Come in," the familiar deep voice said.

Randy opened the door and saw Vince sitting behind his desk with a smile on his face. He knew that smile and it rarely meant good.

"Ahhh, Randy. Come sit down." Vince pointed to the chair in front of him.

Randy reluctantly sat down. He had a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach.

"Now you may wonder why I asked you to come here. Don't worry you are not in trouble." Vince laughed and it seemed the CEO could read his mind.

Randy let out a mental sigh of relief. At least he wasn't getting punish. Then what did Vince want him for?

"I called you here today because I have a proposition for you." Vince was grinning in a way that made Randy uncomfortable.

"Proposition?" he repeated. What did Vince mean by that?

"Yes. From this day forward until I tell you otherwise, you will have a valet escorting you to ring side in every match, house show and televised."

"I don't think-"

"And I'll not take no for an answer. Either you agree to it or you will be suspended for two months, without pay," Mr.McMahon said firmly.

Randy knew he had no choice but to agree.

"Who will be escorting me?"

"What?" Jackie asked, hoping she had heard incorrectly.

"That's right. You will be escorting Randy Orton to ringside in every match, house shows and televised," Vince informed.

"But-But" Jackie sputtered.

"And that's final. Now I suggest you get ready. Randy's match is next. And I expect you to obey or you will be suspended indefinitely."

Jackie walked out angrily. She couldn't believe Vince is making her Randy's valet. He knew she despised him. Somehow Jackie thinks that's why he is making her do this. After all, doesn't he live to torture all the WWE stars?

She went into the divas' locker room and dressed into a white midriff bearing top and white stretch pants to match. Her wavy blond fair fell to her shoulders as she didn't want to tie it up. She sighed and went to Randy's locker room as she knew she had a job to do.

When she arrived to Evolution's room, she knocked lightly.

"Come in," a male voice answered.

Jackie went inside and saw Randy with his red trunks and he was lacing up his boots.

"Look I'm only doing this because Vince made me. So let's just do our job and hope this gets over with as soon as possible." Before Randy could reply she walked out and stood next to the door.

Randy had the upper hand on Edge. He gave him a kick to the midsection and followed it up with a reverse DDT. When he saw Edge was lying head first on the mat, Randy climbed on the ropes and jumped down, but Edge rolled out of the way causing Randy to land painfully on the mat. Edge got up and bent down, preparing to give the Legend Killer a spear. Jackie knew it would not look good for her job as valet not to help. She spotted a chair next to the table and grabbed it. She climbed into the ring behind Edge and slammed it hard onto his back. Edge screamed in pain and fell down. Because Randy was distracting the referee, he did not see Jackie interfering. He got up and went over to Edge and gave him a body slam. Then he put him into a chokehold. Edge desperately reached for the ropes but to no avail as they were too far from his grasp.

'C'mon let's get this over with so I can go,' Jackie thought.

Randy let Edge stand up and waited for him to turn around. When he did, Randy gave him a brutal RKO and went for the pin.

"1, 2, 3!" The crowd counted along with the referee. Randy exhaled tiredly. That was a tough match and he probably wouldn't have won if it wasn't for...he looked around and noticed she wasn't there.

Jackie was glad the match was over so she can finally go back to her hotel and take a nice hot shower. She stopped when she heard somebody call her.

"Hey, Jackie!" She saw Randy running towards her.

'What does he want?' Jackie asked silently.

"I saw what you did," he said.

"And?" she asked coolly.

"And I want to know why. I mean, I thought you hated me."

"And I still do. Don't get me wrong Randy. I despise you and I always will. But my hatred for you does not compromise the responsibilities of my job. And right now my job is to be your valet, whether I like it or not."

Randy was impressed with her work ethic and her ability to not let her personal feelings interfere when it came to business.

"Well I just want to say...thanks." He managed a half smile showing although they were not friends, he appreciated her help.

"Whatever, don't expect the same thing next time. I am your valet not your bodyguard. Understand?" Jackie turned around and walked down the hall leaving Randy to watch her shapely figure.

"What the hell was that?" Edge demanded angrily in Jackie's hotel room.

"What do you mean?" she asked innocently, although she was fully aware as to why he was here.

"Don't play dumb with me Jackie. Why did you attack me? I thought we were friends," Edge said softly.

Jackie stared at him guiltily. She knew she had hurt him, both physically and emotionally.

"We are but I have a job to do. And sometimes that means doing something that people might not approve of."

"But you deliberately cost me my match!" Edge paused then looked back at her. "Do you like him?"

"Huh?" The question caught her off guard.

"Do you like Randy?" he asked her seriously.

"No!" she couldn't believe he would ask something like that.

"Well that could only be the reason why you would help him."

"I told you. I was doing my job. When Chyna was HHH's valet, she helped him cheat numerous times."

"Yes, but they were also a couple," Edge pointed out.

"Okay bad example. But I'm telling you. I do not like him period."

Edge raised his eyebrow doubtfully. He knew love when he sees it, and she was definitely falling into it.