"Stacy, hey, what happened? You didn't come to any of the events last week." Randy asked before running after his girlfriend in the ever so renowned halls of. "Oh, uh, I asked Vince for an additional week off." She mumbled. "Stacy, you've been acting really strange since that day in catering. I mean I've been trying to call you and I have a feeling you've either been ignoring me or you're with Drew." Randy replied before waiting for an answer which didn't come till quite a while. "Since we're in this relationship I guess we shouldn't keep secrets from each other." Stacy spoke unclearly. "Well, last week in catering you seemed to tell your friends everything about us and when Chris said something about the threesome or ten-some I sort of got scared because, since you're so open and all, you might've told them I was a virgin." Stacy continued watching the apprehensive expression on Randy's face turn into a calmed one. "Don't worry, I'm not that open. Well, yeah, they beat me up for the scandal and stuff but I'll never tell secrets you'd really want to keep. But what I don't get, Stace, is why you're so ashamed of it. I mean, I totally respect that and I'm sure everyone else will. If they don't they're a bunch of jackasses." Randy made her feel better as they exchanged smiles and pulled each one for a lengthy cuddle. "Thanks," Stacy said as her head rested on his chest. "For what," He breathed on her blonde hair. "For being alive," She answered before they kissed lovingly.
"Randy, Vince is calling for you," Danielle, one of the backstage crew members said. Tonight was Bad Blood and he was going to face one of his friends, Shelton Benjamin. "Sure," He replied walking towards Vince's office on the way seeing his girlfriend chat with Trish and Amy. They waved at each other before he entered the office. "Randall," Vince greeted and afterwards Randy greeted back. "I wanted to talk to you to give you some good news. I know that Andrew hasn't been a predicament for you for more than a month now and I'm glad for that. Maybe it's because of his injury but recently he's been cleared and ready to wrestle." Vince said pausing for a while. "What's the good news in his return?" Randy asked furrowing his eyebrows. "Hear me first, well, Drew still has some issues over Stacy, he's sort of infatuated with keeping her and that's obviously going to be a problem but the thing is, Andrew, despite his mid card level is still quite young and capable of becoming a better superstar and I think it would be unjust and prejudiced to let him go just because of your problems. So I decided to keep him in the roster, but not actively. Well, at least after rehab, where he can deal with his problems with a psychiatrist and also deal with his alcoholism. Then when he seems clear and able to deal with your relationship he can go back and start training again." Vince explained. Randy thought about it, he had almost forgotten about Andrew and now he didn't have to worry about him at all, well at least until after rehabilitation but still, someway he felt safer. "Thanks Vince," Randy replied showing his hand to shake. Vince looked at it for about a second before walking around his table and standing in front of Randy. "Honestly, Randy, I didn't do this as your boss, I did this as your godfather." Vince replied hugging his godson.
"Stacy, I have huge news." Randy said as he drove back to the inn with Stacy on the passenger side of the GMC. "Aside from retaining your title," She asked turning to face Randy's positive face. "Yup, you don't have to worry about Andrew anymore. Vince sent him to rehab to treat his alcoholism and his obsession over you being your property." Randy earnestly said bringing a huge beam on her pretty face. "Seriously," She swiftly replied almost ready to jump on her seat. "Would I be joking," Randy commented before he was stunned by Stacy's "seat jumping". You could've called her mad at the time because after incessantly jumping with her butt on the leather chair she held Randy's face with her hands and kissed him fervently making Randy almost bump a car in front of him, which happened to be Trish, Matt, and Amy's rental. "Hey, isn't that Randy's car?" Trish said from the backseat after Matt cursed whoever was driving. "Orton deserves a beating. He could've killed us!" Matt exclaimed waking up Amy. Matt drove speedily reaching the SUV because the red light had turned on. The two cars were beside each other when they were shocked at what they saw in the opposite car. "Oh my gosh, Stacy Keibler, what the hell are you doing?" Amy mumbled seeing that Stacy was probably on her knees on the passenger seat while her hands held Randy's face continuing to kiss their necks and up. The light turned green but both young wrestlers weren't aware so Matt banged on the car's horn reminding Randy where he was. Matt drove away as Stacy tried to read the plate number. "Shoot, that's Matt's rental and Trish and Amy rode there. They must've seen us!" Stacy panicked as Randy laughed at the worried Stacy. "It's not the right time to laugh, Orts," Stacy said playfully punching him on his tattooed bicep. "You just worry and fixate over such futile things. So what if they saw us kissing?" Randy asked in between snickers. "What if they thought I was doing "it" with you," She answered making Randy laugh even harder. "You are totally naive, babe. I'm sure Matt and Ames have done "it" and they know what sex is and what's not." Randy elucidated while Stacy rolled her eyes. "Besides, why should you care when you enjoyed it?" Randy asked cockily bringing his evolution character into play. "How would you know if I enjoyed it?" Stacy smartly asked back. "Hello," Randy shook his head. "Hey, maybe I just wanted to fulfill your desires but what makes you believe I liked it, no, I mean loved it!" She exclaimed. "Okay fine then, Keebs, if you break away from this kiss in less than a full ten seconds it means you don't take pleasure in me kissing you." Randy said before surprising her with his most fiery but tender kiss. 1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9...10...11... Randy broke away from the kiss but he was practically an inch away from her when he said, "We're past ten. That means you love it." Randy said before kissing her again. "That's not all I love," She said in between fervent kisses. They continued until the horn of another car behind surprised and struck a chord in their minds. "Come on; let me bring you to Trish's room."
"I guess I'll see you tomorrow," Stacy said right before the elevator doors opened to her floor. She stood in between the automatic doors so it wouldn't close just yet. "Yeah, see you tomorrow. Maybe you could ride with me to Dayton?" Randy asked. "Sure, I'll just notify Trish," She finished before Randy kissed her ardently one last time for the night. "I love you," he said softly as Stacy smiled. She stepped away from the elevator and walked towards Trish's room while Randy was on his way to his floor.
They placed their things in the GMC and after a few minutes the couple started their long drive to Dayton Ohio where RAW was taking place. Stacy turned the radio on trying to find a good song or station but strangely all the songs pretty much sucked so she took out her CD case and popped in Norah Jones' CD. "Shit, I'm not going to drive for two hours listening to this!" Randy cried out. "Deal with it, Randy." Stacy replied as Randy stopped in traffic. He reached for the compartment in front of Stacy and took out his CD case. He chose quickly as the hordes of cars began to move slowly. "Here, play this," He said handing her "Black Album" by Metallica. "No way, I can't believe you even consider this music!" She refused turning the volume of Norah Jones' voice louder. "Yes, I consider it music, I live for this album. The least you can do is change this poor excuse of a singer." Randy answered her back making Stacy's jaw drop. "Excuse me, Mr. Orton, but Norah Jones practically snagged all the Grammy's last year!" She said in an educational tone. "So, Metallica's been named the greatest Rock and Roll band in the 80s and 90s." Randy came back with a little information to make Stacy think of her next refute so she could finally make him finally shut up. "Live in the 20th century, baby," She replied. "Babe, Norah Jones will only last five years in the business. Metallica doesn't give a fuck about making it in the business as long as they've got us, fans and they're making good music." Randy replied. "Oh, fine, listen to your CD!" Stacy replied pressing the eject button. "Aw, babe, don't get mad at me, I just like a good debate. Plus, I wouldn't want to force you to listen to rock. How about that," Randy said pointing to Joss Stone's Soul Sessions. "Great choice," She replied softly giving him a peck on the cheek.
"Why are we stopping?" Stacy asked when they were already halfway done with Soul Sessions. "To grab some grub, I'm not spending the remaining hour without chow." He answered parking the car at a local grocery. "What, are you coming?" He asked turning the car off with the music as well. "Okay, fine," She replied jumping off he SUV. They walked into the unfilled grocery where a brunette was manning the cash register while reading Cosmopolitan. "How about some potato chips," Randy asked grabbing two bags of Lays and Doritos. "You don't have to ask, baby, you already got them," Stacy replied giggling. "Alright, I'll grab three cans of coke, what do you want?" Randy asked. "I'll just have a bottle of Evian," She replied browsing through the Hollywood tabloids. "I'll get some Snickers alright?" He said walking towards the brunette who hadn't looked up from her magazine since they came in. "What happened to the wrestler's diet?" Stacy asked sliding her arm around his walking together towards the girl. "Wrestler's diet, maybe I can break away from that just now," he replied with a charming smile on his face. "Maybe that's the reason why you lost your 8-pack." She informed. Randy placed the things on the counter alerting the "busy" teenager. "Oh," she answered scanning the things and telling Randy how much it cost. "Here," Randy handed a twenty dollar bill before getting his change. "Hey have I seen you before, I think I've seen you two on TV." She said before they left. "Uh, yeah we're wrestlers for the WWE." Stacy answered as she nodded. "Oh, so you guys know Andrew Martin, my brother?"
"Andrew has a sister?" Stacy hastily asked. "Actually, I'm his half sister. His parents divorced and we have the same dads but different moms." She answered. "Have you ever spoken to him?" Stacy asked moving closer to the girl. "Nope, never, I just know Andrew from my dad but we barely talk about his ex-wife and her family but I saw him a couple times on TV." She replied. "Why do you look so taken aback?" The girl sustained. "No, nothing, it's just that he's my ex boyfriend and he never told me about his dad having another family." Stacy replied alerting Randy who didn't care much about Andrew having a sister but when Stacy said ex boyfriend about Andrew he felt something strange creeping inside of him. "Stacy, can we go," He mumbled hoping that she would hear. "Okay, bye," She said walking towards Randy. "So is this your new guy?" She asked aloud. "Yeah," Stacy replied back giving her a wave and a smile.
"Can you believe it? Andrew's dad has a family and he doesn't even know it." Stacy said in a startled voice. "What are you planning to do, tell him?" Randy asked wound up. "Yeah, after he gets out from rehab I'll tell him all bout it." Stacy said excited. "What, are you crazy? You're just going to talk to him as if nothing ever happened?" Randy cried. "What's the problem Randy, he's going to be in good health after rehab." Stacy said beginning to feel Randy's antagonism. "Stacy, he's totally obsessed with you not to mention he abused you and after he's fine from rehab you're going to forgive and forget and become his best friend. That's really pathetic, Stace." Randy muttered driving again on the freeway. The rest of the ride was so still. No music was playing and Randy was too upset to even open the bag of chips or drink his coke.
"Stacy, why the miserable face," Amy asked expecting to see Stacy really happy because of what had happened yesterday. "Randy and I got into a fight." She mumbled dropping on the couch in the divas locker room. "Oh my gosh, but everything was going so well for you guys last night!" Amy whined. "I know, we got into a disagreement in the car and then after that we just stopped talking." Stacy explained getting teary-eyed. "Aw, Stacy, it's no big deal, Matt and I always have arguments." Amy comforted. "Yeah, but this was about Drew!" Stacy exclaimed before breaking down into tears. "Do you want to talk about it?" Amy asked hugging one of her best friends. Stacy shook her head continuing to cry on her friend's shoulder.
"Damn it," Randy cursed aloud when he walked into Evolution's locker room surprising the other three members. "What now," Paul complained leaning on the couch's backrest as he watched Randy. Randy breathed profoundly, he had tried his best to keep his temper intact for an hour and finally he could let it all out. "Stacy and I got into an argument." Randy mumbled falling to the couch in between Paul and Dave while Ric sat across them. "Was it big," Dave asked. "Well, we didn't fight long, actually she wasn't angry, I was and I could've sworn I yelled at her." Randy confessed that it was probably his fault. "Then after I yelled we just didn't talk for the next hour." Randy continued seeing the dissatisfied looks on their faces. "Kid, what did you fight about?" Ric asked. "About Drew, we met Andrew's half sister in this grocery and Stacy got all surprised because Drew doesn't know about his dad having another family so they started talking. And she asked Stacy why she got so surprised and Stacy said because Andrew's her ex-boyfriend and I don't know why but somehow I was upset by that. Maybe its coz after all the abuse she went through with him I guess she wouldn't consider him an ex-boyfriend. I don't know, I just got really perplexed at that point and when we left Stacy was all keyed up about telling him after rehab and that's when I snapped." Randy said. "Dude, you live a really complex life." Dave said. "I'm beginning to lean on John's beliefs that Stacy's making your life a hell lot complicated. "I know, I'm starting to believe that myself," He finished.