AN: Even though I'm getting really little reviews as I continue with my story I'm still going to continue because I have a lot planned for this story. Thanks anyways for those who have stuck with me and kept on reviewing and for those who stopped I really wish you could coe back and read and review. Thanks so much and enjoy.

"This is Kevin Leary, and I'm in the south parking lot and there's been some beating on a superstar. It's an emergency." Kevin yelled over the speaker of his walkie-talkie. "Who is it?" The other security guards asked as they ran towards the site. "It's Randy Orton," Kevin said in a worried voice as he checked for Randy's pulse. He was breathing but his breaths came like every ten seconds. He was barely alive and if Emergency Technicians didn't come soon it could mean the possible end for the young superstar. By the time the Technicians arrived practically the entire roster and several backstage workers rushed to the parking lot when they heard the news.

"Where's Randy?" She yelled passing through the hordes of people. "Randy," Stacy screamed with tears in her eyes as Trish tried to follow her. Stacy caught sight of Paul who stood beside the closed ambulance. "Paul, is he inside? Will he be okay? Tell me!" She cried out tears flowing down her eyes as Paul hugged her. She was so upset and mad at the world that she was fighting in Paul's arms. Paul restrained her from escaping so she could avoid hurting herself further. "Stacy, calm down, please." Trish begged clasping her hands in hers. "Randy," she repeated over and over as the ambulance drove away. The people turned their attention towards Stacy who was fighting as hard as she could while whatever tears she had left flowed like a river on her red face. "No," She screamed as she punched and shoved Paul away but Paul's grasp was still tight but not hurting. "He did this, Colt did this." She yelled as loud as she could as Dave and several superstars helped Paul restrain her. "Please take me to the hospital, please." Stacy begged turning to Paul who was teary eyed like plenty in the parking lot. "Okay,"

"Paul, thank God you picked up. Is he okay?" John Cena asked over his phone. "I don't know. I'm with Trish, Dave, and Stacy and were on our way to the hospital. From what I saw earlier and from what the guard told me it didn't look so good." Paul explained. "I'm at this private dinner meeting for SD and everyone wants to know what's going on. After Vengeance some people were calling some people and it was unclear so I called you up coz you must know what's going on." John said. "Since you've got people there, we're going to need your prayers." Paul said in between sobs. "God will save him, God has to, he's my best friend." John said beginning to cry. "Randy will get through this, he's a strong kid." Paul replied letting his emotions out. "He can't leave me, he can't leave us. I love that guy." John cried out his eyes turning red because of tears. "We all do, it's all up to God now."

Paul looked at the people in the car. Dave was staring out the other side but Paul could see his reflection, he was crying as well. In the back both Trish and Stacy were crying, Stacy was crying like no one Paul had ever seen. This was going to be a long night.

Paul stopped in front of the hospital and opened the door for the girls. They ran into the hospital getting stares from people, not only because they were famous but also because their faces and eyes were red from crying. "Where's Randy Orton?" Paul demanded from the clerk. "You're looking for the wrestler?" A doctor asked walking towards the four. "Yes, where's Randy?" Dave spoke up. "He's in critical condition right now. He's in the emergency room and I'm afraid you can't come in until he's okay." The doctor said. "Doc, is he getting better?" Paul asked wiping the tears from his eyes. "Nothing's really changed since he's arrived. His pulse is really slow and he's lost a lot of blood. He needs a donor, a family member. We already called up his family in St. Louis and they're on their way on a private jet with Vince McMahon and his family. They'll be expected to arrive in thirty minutes here in Hartford." The doctor informed. "Thank you and please promise me you will do everything possible to keep this kid alive." Paul finished before the doctor walked back into the ER.

"Bob, Elaine," Paul said giving Randy's parents a quick hug. They were all in tears, including Randy's siblings, Becky and Nathan. Even the entire McMahon family was in tears, this showed how much some people could love a person. "If they need blood I'm willing to give as much as he needs." Nathan spoke up. He looked at lot like Randy except younger. He wanted to be just like his father and after his brother's success all he wanted to be, all he looked up to was his big brother. "So am I," Bob said as a new doctor led the two to another room. "Stacy," Elaine said walking towards Stacy who was sitting beside Trish crying non stop. "I know how you must feel, I'm afraid I can't make things better but I want you to know that Randy loves you so much, more than a person can ever imagine." Elaine said hugging the woman her son loved.

It was 4 AM and through that period of time several people came for support and prayers. Michael (HBK), Chris B., Chris I., and John Cena who all arrived at the same time were with the rest waiting and praying for Randy to wake up.

"I have some good news and bad news, what do you want to hear first?" Doctor Charleston asked. "Bad, so we won't be so upset." Bob answered as everyone agreed to the decision. "Bad news, Randy's breathing is still way below average and it will take plenty of effort and many risks for us to cure it." Doc informed as they all stared in disbelief. "It had been practically four hours and his breathing hasn't changed. "But there is a good side. Aside from his breathing, the blood his brother and father gave helped a lot and now his blood level is at normal. And maybe in an hour or less he'll wake up but he will still need your prayers." The doctor said relieving them all putting a small smile on almost everyone's face giving them a light of hope.

After an hour Doctor Charleston came out once again to announce something big and by the look on his face it was something good. "I have great news," he immediately announced as everyone listened intently. "He's now awake and his breathing has improved but still a little under normal. We'll allow up to two visitors if it's okay that he sees his parents first?" He asked as everyone nodded. This left the room in smiles, everyone was talking and looking forward to the time they'll see the young wrestler except for on person, one girl.

Randy opened his eyes to the familiar bright lights in every hospital across America. It felt as if he lived in that place and he hated it so much. He turned his head to the right and that was when the pain kicked in and that was when he began to breathe like he had never before. It felt like he went a hundred feet below the ocean and it felt like the breath you'd take when you reach the surface. The only difference was he did this in an estimate of every seven seconds. He grabbed on to the metal railing that surrounded the bed and worked on it. After a few minutes a doctor came in with a worried expression on his face as he saw that Randy was gasping for every last bit of oxygen. He adjusted the machine and its monitor and it enabled him to breathe better through the tubes in his nose. He tried to look at the doctor but found it very difficult since his right eye was closed probably because it was swollen. He glanced down to his wrist where he saw a tube going through his skin and that was when he felt the pain again. On his right forearm was a large bandage that wrapped around. He determinedly raised his hand up to his cheek where he felt pain stinging on his jaw and the bone below the eye. He winced in pain glancing over to the doctor who was quickly making notes. "How in the world could a wrestling match do this much damage to you?" He thought

AN:

Oh my, Randy has totally forgotten about the fact that he's in the hospital because of a near murder. He thinks that he's in there because of a wrestling match gone brutally bad. If he doesn't remember what brought him there could there be anything else he might have forgotten? His girlfriend perhaps?!