Chapter 05:

Warning: Chapter contains some situations that might offend you guys. I am really, truly sorry for it.

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Two weeks later...

Stacy laughed as the grape she threw hit Randy square in the nose. They were back at their home in St. Louis where they were given a one-week off from Eric Bischoff.

And so it meant a week they could spend with each other and only each other.

They were both on the bed, eating, feeding and tossing each other grapes while laughing and joking around. "Okay...try catching this one now." Stacy told him, holding a grape in hand.

As Randy got ready, she threw the grape slightly up in the air while Randy caught it in his mouth. "Woohoo!" Stacy cheered, giggling at her husband.

It was an ordinary, laid-back day for both of them. Stacy was just in a white, spaghetti-strapped top and a matching pair of short shorts while Randy was dressed in gray boxers, nothing more.

"Your turn." Randy dictated. Picking out another grape, he threw it high up in the air for Stacy to catch. Just when she was about to, he speared her down and began tickling her.

"Hey! No fair!" Stacy whined, at the same time, laughing and trying to wiggle out of Randy's grip.

Laughing out loud, Randy bent down and began giving her neck butterfly kisses, which added to the tickles he was giving her waist.

"Randy!" Stay shrieked, laughing harder that her stomach began to hurt.

Randy snickered, shaking his head before pulling away from her neck and giving her a sweet kiss on the lips. Slowly, he stopped tickling her but instead, began to peel off the thin material of his wife's top. Stacy giggled while he kissed her, wrapping both her arms around his neck and turning him over so that she was on top of him.

All of a sudden, her cellphone rang. Ring! Ring!

"Argghhh..." Randy groaned as Stacy's lips left his. "Answer it later, babe. We're busy." Randy told her, grabbing her back and kissing her roughly, feeling a grin forming on Stacy's lips. After a few seconds, she pulled away.

"Hold on, Randy. Let me get it. It might be important." She told him, pulling her top back down and grabbing her cellphone from the side table.

The moment she did, Randy wrapped his arms around her waist and sat her down on his lap while she answered the call.

"Hello? Hey Trish!" Stacy greeted in her usual cheery voice as Randy bit her shoulder lightly, trying to listen to their conversation. He snickered as Stacy jokingly glared at him.

Upon hearing Trish speak though, Stacy's face contorted in confusion. "Trish, why are you—?"

Stacy's eyes widened to a great extent, almost dropping her phone.

"What? Oh my god—" She trailed off. "Oh my god...oh my god...oh my god...okay." She told her, before ending the call.

Turning to Randy, Stacy's eyes immediately filled up with tears. "Randy—"she whispered, beginning to shake. Her breaths became short and quick, as if she was having an asthma attack as she clutched her chest tight. She was too shocked to speak at the moment. She couldn't quite believe what she just heard.

But it was true.

Her mind went blank and she just stared at Randy, eyes swelling with tears. Randy furrowed his brows, holding his wife's shoulders as he inwardly asked her what's wrong.

Finally, she spoke ever so lightly in her soft, airy voice.

"It's Torrie...and Billy." She said, a tear escaping from her eye. "They were on their way home from the mall, shopping for Riley." She inhaled deeply before continuing as her tears flowed constantly now. "And out of nowhere, a huge van hit them."

Randy's blue eyes widened in shock as his jaw dropped down.

"Randy, neither of them made it." Stacy finished, not taking it any longer as she sobbed hysterically on his chest. "Oh my god, Randy—"Stacy cried, banging her small fists lightly on his hard chest.

Randy couldn't say anything. He was too shocked by the news he just heard. Gradually, he came back to earth as he hugged Stacy tightly, not letting her go.

"It's okay, Stace. Just cry it all out." He whispered in his deep tone although he, too, felt like shedding his own tears. He was able to fight them back though as he hugged his wife for a mere thirty minutes before they decided to dress and meet up with their friends who were on their way to the morgue as well.

Arriving, they found a whole bunch of the WWE superstars including the chairman, crying and saying their prayers for the couple.

"Why couldn't that freakin' van just follow the stop sign?!" Trish screamed on Jeff's chest as he hugged her unyieldingly.

Seeing this, Stacy broke down once again. Torrie was the bestest friend she could ever have. She knew her ever since she entered the business of wrestling. She was so young, at the peak of her life, was simply a great person...and she had a child who was barely a month old.

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Two days later...

Stacy sat beside Randy as she listened intently to the priest who was having a mass for the couple in their funeral. Her hair was simply left down as she was dressed in a black sweater, a short, white skirt and black flip-flops. She silently cried; biting her lower lip while Randy held her hand.

She looked to her side and found Riley's nanny holding her, also weeping while she held the infant child.

She bit her lip harder, eyeing the baby piteously before leaning on Randy's shoulder and watching Riley sleep. Randy held her hand tighter, giving her forehead a long kiss and placing his chin on top of her head.

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"I understand Mrs. Orton that Mrs. Kidman assigned you to be the legal godmother of her child, Riley Wilson Kidman." The judged announced as Randy and Stacy sat in court with a whole lot of superstars witnessing all of this.

From a corner, Riley was being carried by Trish, sleeping soundly in her arms.

"Yes, sir." Stacy answered.

"And it is also in favor of her will that if anything was to happen to her and her husband, that you would be the rightful person to adopt her child and be the legal guardian."

"Yes, sir."

"But if the child is not treated well, then we shall have every right to allege and get her back from you."

Stacy nodded, although she knew that was never going to happen.

"Well, now that all is mentioned. All you have to do is sign these adoption papers." The judge uttered, handing Randy and Stacy a couple of papers. After signing them, they gave one back to the judge while one was theirs to keep.

Stacy turned to Trish as Trish gently handed Riley over to her. She couldn't help but smile widely as a few tears were beginning to fall from her eyes.

"I promise I'm going to take good care of you." She whispered, kissing the baby's small hand. "For your mommy."

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A/N: Oh my gawsh!!! I'm sooo sorry to all the Torrie Wilson and Billy Kidman fans out there!!! I didn't mean to offend any of you!!! But it's just all part of this fictional story and I have absolutely nothing against them!!! I'm really sorry!!! :(

Oh...and that's not yet the end of the story.