AN:Once again, thank youfor all of the reviews. Sorry for the delay but I just didn't know how to go about this chapter even though I knew what I wanted to do. I don't like it all that much but oh well...they all can't be great. The next chapter is going to be my last chapter and it'll most likely be an epilogue.

I Disclaim.

The incessant knocking at the door wasn't enough for the two lovers to break their embrace. Trish fervently climbed onto Randy's lap to get closer to him as they continued their heated kiss, not wanting to break the heavenly union. Trish moaned into his mouth and Randy could feel his desire for her grow. He wanted more than anything to take her right then and there but his locker room was certainly not the place. She began to unbutton his dress shirt and Randy was sure that things were getting out of hand really fast and he wasn't sure how much longer he could resist her. Rationality told him to pull away and stop right now but as he felt her nails lightly graze his firm abs his rationale did a 180. The way he figured it, he had to undress and get into his wrestling gear so there was really no harm in her helping him out. By this time the knocking had stopped so there were absolutely no distractions…not like they were paying much attention to it anyway.

It had been six months since Randy and Trish had revealed their feelings to one another and since then, things were running pretty smoothly. Sure they had already endured their first lovers quarrel when Randy had forgotten to put the toilet seat back down and there were certainly many more after that. They fought for little things but they didn't mind because they always enjoyed the making up part. Despite their strong feelings for one another and knowing each other so well before even entering the relationship, they had waited almost two months before sleeping together, which was a shock for Christy and to this day, she still can't believe it. Both of them had wanted their first time to be special, not in some hotel. They had waited until Christmas eve and after having a home cooked dinner that she had made with some help from Randy…very little help, they had rang in Christmas morning in each other's arms. Since that night, it was intoxicating. It was one thing for both of them to wonder what it would be like to be with each other, but once they had that taste of each other, they couldn't get enough of one another and neither had any complaints.

Randy was half way through pulling Trish's top over her head when they heard a loud bang which was caused by the door flying wide open. Randy immediately pulled her shirt back down and was ready to pound the shit out of whoever it was that had interrupted them. He stood up from the bench and walked closer towards the locker room door only to be met by the eyes of Maven and Christy. Randy's previous thoughts were dissipated as he sighed and gave his friends a small smile. Trish turned around and stood up off the bench. She too approached the door and stood right behind Randy, putting her hands around his waist as he put his arm around her smaller frame.

"Not that we aren't glad to see you two, but you could've knocked…." Trish said. Randy nodded in agreement and Maven gave them an incredulous look. Christy snickered behind her boyfriend before grabbing his hand and leading him further into the locker room.

"Do you two ever quit?….At the rate the two of you go, I reckon yall get your daily workout done in the bedroom and not the gym…." Maven laughed. Christy caught Trish's stare and gave her a wink. They heard a light tap on the door and Trish's head turned to the sound.

"Hey, I thought I'd come by and see if you wanted to go for some coffee before we start Raw….". Trish smiled at her visitor before heading to the door and giving the woman a hug.

"I would love that Lita….lemme just get my stuff….in the meantime, come in…." Trish said as she stepped aside so that Lita could make her way in. When she entered, she gave everyone a wave and a friendly hello.

"What's up?" Lita asked generally.

"Nothing much….how's Matt doing?" Randy inquired.

"He's good…his knee is doing much better and hopefully if he keeps up his physiotherapy at the rate he's going, he should be back in the ring in three to four months tops" Lita said happily. It was evident to anyone how much in love she was with Matt and things had been especially hard for her during her big riff with Trish because then she really had nobody to travel or room with, with Matt being out of the picture at home nursing a bad knee. Both women had feared that trying to rebuild their friendship wouldn't work out because of the habits they had gained while they were busy hating each other. Thankfully, after a couple of months of a rocky start, both women were slowly regaining the friendship they once had…in fact, both felt as though they're friendship was growing to be stronger than it was previously.

"Okay…I'm ready…." Trish said as she came out with a sports bag slung over her shoulder. Trish gave Christy and Maven a hug each before reminding them that she'd see them later on tonight at the club. She then made her way over to Randy where he pulled her in and bent down to rest his forehead on hers.

"Good luck with your match…." he said.

"Ditto" she replied with a smile. He bent down and gave her a sweet peck on the lips. He mouthed an "I love you" to her so that only she could see. She couldn't help the smile that spread across her face as she mouthed the words back and gave him one more kiss before he released her out of his grasp. As Trish and Lita made their way out of the locker room, Randy called out.

"Hey Li…."

Lita turned around to look at the 6'5" superstar.

"Yeah…."

"Make sure she stays out of trouble" he said with a laugh. Lita smiled back, knowing exactly what he meant.

"Of course…." she said with a laugh. Trish just stuck her tongue out at him before both women left.

"That Trish sure is something…." Maven said with a smile. Randy smirked to himself.

"She sure is….".

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As both women sat across from one another sipping on their coffees and chatting, Trish could sense Lita's stare. She looked up from her coffee cup to see the redhead smiling at her.

"What are you all smiles for?" Trish asked quizzically.

"You…." Lita responded.

"I've never seen you so……." Lita began and trailed off as she thought her words so she could put it in the best way possible.

"So what?….." Trish asked.

"So…..head over heels in love….it's cute." Trish blushed and looked down. Her actions further elicited giggles from Lita.

"When I see the two of you looking at each other, it reminded me a lot of myself and Matt" she responded looking up at the ceiling.

Trish reached across the table and grabbed Lita's hand. "It must be hard being away from him for such long lengths of time…I don't know how you two handled being on separate rosters for so long…at least now when you've got your day off and you go home, you know he's there…before your schedules were so different, you were lucky to have a couple of hours completely alone with one another." Lita gave her a small smile and squeezed her hand in reassurance.

"You're right…that just reminds me that our situation could be worse like being on separate rosters…I always miss him, but sometimes it's just so damn hard". Trish listened attentively.

"I understand…." Trish offered.

"What do you say we go for a couple of hours of shopping since we've got four hours to spare before Raw goes on?" Trish suggested. She knew that Lita had to be in one of her moods to go shopping and she could tell at that very moment, Lita was thinking of ways to get out of it.

"It's got an indoor amusement park" Trish said with a mischievous grin. Hook, line, and sinker.

"Then what are we waiting for?….Let's go….." Lita said with a chuckle.

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Two hours later both women re-entered the arena, hair frazzled and all smiles. It had been ages since they had gone to an amusement park with each other that they had forgotten how much fun they had together. Nothing much had changed. Both women loved the exhilarating thrills of the rides but once they were seated and buckled down, the anticipation kicked in and once they were off, they would scream until they became hoarse.

"I've gotta re-do my make-up and hair now and I still have to pick out an outfit for tonight's Raw" Lita said turning to face the shorter woman.

"Same here….after the first ride, I knew it all went to hell" she responded laughing. They both hugged and said their goodbyes before Lita made her way to her locker room while Trish remembered that she had forgotten her make-up bag in Randy's locker room. She made her way over and knocked softly when she reached the door. She heard no response and figured that Maven and Christy were probably taking their turn at each other in there. Normally, she would leave them and come back later, but in all fairness, they did interrupt her and Randy so she figured that it wouldn't be all that bad for her to walk in on them. It wasn't like she was going to stop and talk to them, she just wanted to quickly run and get her things and run out. She turned the knob and the moment she stepped into the locker room she heard a bang as though someone punched one of the lockers, or worst yet, went through one. Her thoughts were going a mile a minute and she wasted no time in running further into the locker room to see what happened. When she reached the larger area of the locker room, she found the source of the sound and quite frankly, she wished she hadn't. There was Candace pressed up against Randy as he leaned against the lockers. Her tongue was shoved down his throat and his hands were holding on to her wrists.

Trish felt the tears start to form and she couldn't stay there any longer. She wanted to say something right then and there. She wanted to yell at him and ask him how he could do this to her but no words would form on the tip of her tongue and she felt as though her mouth had gone completely dry. She quietly walked backed up until Randy and Candace were no longer in her line of vision. She heard something that sounded a lot like Candace's voice but Trish couldn't stick around any longer, she bolted out the door and went to the first person she could think of.

After one hard knock to the door, it immediately flung open.

"T….what happened?…." Lita asked as she looked on with concern. Lita moved out of the way for Trish to enter and then closed the door behind her.

…..Meanwhile…..

Randy pushed Candace away as swiftly as possibly without hurting her.

"What the hell are you doing?" he asked in a gruff voice.

"I'm trying to show you what you missed….I think you should give us another chance…." Candace suggested as she twirled her hair around her index finger.

"Look…you're a beautiful woman Candace and any guy would be lucky to have you….but I'm just not that guy….." Randy said hoping that being nice would be enough to get rid of her. He didn't want to get hostile on her but whatever works.

Candace stepped back and looked him straight in the eyes.

"I would have never thought that Randy Orton was the head over heels in love type….she must be something special…." she said with a small smile. Randy smiled thinking of Trish before responding.

"Yeah she is…and I don't wanna lose her".

"I'm sorry Randy….for everything….for bugging you for the last several months…it's just that I was really attracted to you…well physically…I mean, we didn't really get to know each other on a more personal level. If I had known that you were so seriously involved with Trish I wouldn't have tried so hard" she laughed. Randy smiled.

"I know I feel even awful about that kiss…I thought I could surely win you back if I just laid one on you…."

"It was unexpected….but no harm done…let's just forget it happened" Randy offered. Candace nodded in agreement and with a quick hug and another apology, she was on her way.

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Trish felt a pair of strong arms reach around her waist from behind. She closed her eyes and thought about what she would say to him because there was no way that she was just going to let it slip. After he long talk with Lita, she felt a lot better….well not about the fact that she caught her boyfriend kissing on a beautiful younger woman that he just happened to be his ex, but she felt better about how she was going to approach the situation when she talked to him about it.

Lucky thing she had just had her match, she was able to get a lot of her aggression out…poor Victoria though, she hadn't meant to be so hostile in the ring.

He turned her around in his arms and went to kiss her on the lips but she turned her face so that his lips landed on her cheeks. He raised his head and gave her a curious look.

"What's wrong babe?" he asked concerned.

In that moment, she remembered the scene she witnessed in the locker room and all her calm and subdued plans of attack were thrown out the window.

"I just don't feel like kissing but that should be no problem for you…you could just go find Candace…she does a pretty good job at filling my place while I'm gone". Randy immediately knew what she was talking about and he desperately didn't want to get into it while they were still at the arena. It wasn't what she thought it was and he just hoped that she'd believe him when he explained it to her…that is…if she gave him the chance to explain.

"How about we talk about this later when we get back to our room?" he suggested but she was having none of it. She continued to argue with him while many of the backstage crew continue to pass by and glance at the two lovers who seem to be in a very heated quarrel. At first Randy tried to stay calm but it was obviously wasn't getting him anywhere so he began to yell. He refused to explain to her in the middle of the arena about what had happened in the locker room earlier. It would have probably been wisest for him to do so regardless of their location but Randy, like Trish, had just as much of a stubborn streak. As the many people passed by, two men in particular stopped and surveyed the scene. They heard everything that went on between the two and decided it was time to step in.

"What's going on here?" the brunette man asked.

"Seems like there's a lovers quarrel going on except we weren't aware that you two were lovers….." the blonde man said with a bitterness in his voice.

"Screw off Jericho and Benoit, you should mind your own damn business…." Trish said as she turned her attention to the two intruders.

"Trish be decent" Randy reprimanded her. Trish gave him a dirty glare and if looks could kill, Randy was sure he'd be dead.

"I didn't mean it like that….I want ALL of you to be civil…why is that so hard?" Randy asked desperately.

"Because she's a slut…." Jericho began.

"A whore…trashy…." Benoit continued.

"How the hell could you be screwing this bitch after all you know she's done to me?…She's just gonna use you and then rip your heart out and feed it to the sharks….".

Jericho's words were typical for Trish. She was used to hearing his insults but the tears that began to roll down her cheeks weren't caused by Jericho's words as much as they were caused by the fact that Randy just stood there and listened to everything Jericho was saying. He didn't intervene, he didn't defend her, he just stood there as though he agreed with everything that Jericho said. Out of the corner of his eye, Benoit saw the teary eyed Canadian and he truly felt sympathetic towards. He had missed their friendship…the joking around and watching the hockey games together. His family had missed her as well but his little son had felt her absence the most. She had never truly done anything to wrong him…she never said that she wanted to end their friendship. She withdrew herself from him but now that he thought about it, she did that to everybody she'd once called a friend. She didn't hate him, she just didn't know how to handle the situation and if he hadn't been so busy feeling betrayed by her, he would have seen her vulnerability and loneliness. He would have realized what she was doing long before and maybe then they could have salvaged their friendship and avoided all the hurt.

"Jericho…let's just drop it…." Benoit said as she looked Trish's way. Jericho continued on with his rant and Benoit could feel himself grow guiltier by the second. Her tears were no longer being held back so she decided to turn and run. Randy turned around to see her take off and before he could run after her, he heard Jericho's last comment that nailed the final coffin in his annoyance with him.

"Just let the bitch go…you're just delusional right now Randy and I don't blame you, but just a word of advice…despite what you might think you feel for her, it's impossible to really love someone as heartless as her…".

Randy turned around and his fist immediately connected with Jericho's jaw and for a moment Benoit thought Randy had dislocated something in Jericho from the emanating sound of Randy's right hook. Randy stood above Jericho's form and tried hard to catch his breath. Benoit bent down and after a few minutes was able to get him stand up, though he had to lend himself as support. Holding his jaw, Jericho looked at him incredulously.

"You're gonna abandon our friendship for HER?" Jericho yelled.

"You know what CJ?….I've had enough of your bullshit…" Randy said. He tried to be stern but in his mind, he kept replaying the scene of Trish running away in tears. The thought caused his voice to waiver a bit and Benoit could see in that moment how much Randy truly cared for Trish. Benoit let go of Jericho when he felt he was sturdy enough to stand on his own. He excused himself as he made his way down the arena. He had something of his own to take care of and he had put it off for far too long.

Jericho and Randy continued to stare each other down.

"I love her" Randy said.

"Yeah…so do I" Jericho realized his slip and tried to cover.

"I mean, I did love her…so what makes you so different that she won't break your heart?" Jericho asked trying to avert from his slip up but it was too late because Randy had noticed it. He decided to answer his question before he called Jericho up on his previous statement.

"I didn't fall in love with her because of some bet Jericho….there were no underlying motives….I wanted her friendship and when I got that, I couldn't fathom how anyone could be stupid enough to let someone like her go. She hasn't been the most likeable in the locker room lately, but that's not who she is….what you did to her…that stupid bet…that was the last straw for her Jericho and I'll seriously question your integrity if you can stand there and tell me that you didn't get what you deserved….". Jericho silently listened.

"She always cared for you but you messed that up Jericho, not her….you saw what a wonderful person she is that's why you loved her….that's why you still do…". Jericho's head shot up as he met the blue orbs of Randy's. He opened his mouth to deny Randy's words but he couldn't. They were true….they were all true.

"You know Jericho…I'm not saying that what she did to you was right…but you know what, if you had even tried to talk to her in some civil manner without all the insults, you could have broken through her and then you would've realized that she's not proud of her actions but she was at a point where she didn't care…you can understand that, I think we can all understand that. I mean, I was at that point when I was with Evolution…I didn't care about anyone but myself and you were in that same position for years…until you made that bet…until she changed you".

Jericho bowed his head. He knew what he had to do but did he have the courage to do it? Randy was about to walk away when he got no response but then Jericho lifted his head and asked,

"I heard the two of you fighting…something to do with Candace….do you wanna talk about it?" Jericho offered. Randy gave him a smile. He finally got through to him and he just hoped that both Jericho and Trish could put their differences aside and start afresh. Randy wasn't intimidated by Jericho's feelings for Trish because he knew Trish loved him, even if she wasn't speaking to him at the moment. Besides, he had a feeling that Jericho's Mrs. Right was out there and he just hoped that it wouldn't be too long before he found her but despite his faults, just like everyone else, he deserved to be happy.

"Nahhhh, but I will talk to ya later and let you know if I had any luck with her….oh and by the way….I'm sorry about the right-hook but I'm sure you'd do the same if it were the woman you loved…." Jericho smiled at Randy's words and nodded his head as if to silently testify that everything was alright between them.

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Trish sighed deeply as she entered her hotel room and relocked the door. She had had a long day. Apart from her fight with Randy, the day held a few more other surprises for her. After she had ran from the scene between Randy, Jericho and Benoit, Trish found solace in the chilly night air in the parking lot of the arena. She cried for a good 10 minutes before she felt a strong hand on her shoulder. She knew it wasn't Randy and a part of her was disappointment. She didn't bother to turn around but she could hear the person bustling besides her before they finally took a seat next to her on the ledge of the docking port. She still didn't turn around not wanting to be bothered.

"I'm sorry…..". Trish's red eyes turned to be met only with the green eyes of Benoit. She heard herself gasp and the look in his eyes said it all. She fell into his arms and cried as he held onto her.

"I should be the one saying I'm sorry….I've wanted to fix things between us for so long but I just didn't know how…..". Benoit stroked her hair as she tried to calm her down. It was going to be alright…he was going to have his friend back and Nancy was going to have her nightly phone call once again and most importantly, his little son Cody was going to have his Aunt Trish back. When she finally pulled away, she smiled as he wiped the tears from her eyes.

"I'm sorry for everything I said about you…I didn't mean it…I was just retaliating because I wanted to hurt you and I'm sorry" he said. She let out a little laugh.

"It's alright…I deserve it, I'm by no means innocent in any of this….I just want my friend back" she said hopefully as she unconsciously bit her lower lip in her nervousness. Benoit let out a grin.

"You got it" and with that they both embraced in a hug.

Trish shook her thoughts clear as she moved further into the house. She turned on the lights to the den only to see Randy fighting sleep as he sat on the couch pretending to watch TV. She continued on but made some noise to revert his attention back to present time. It worked and he quickly turned around.

"I was getting worried that you ran off or something". The idea seemed ludicrous and Trish wanted to laugh but his concern and seriousness stopped her. Randy didn't waste anytime. The longer she was mad at him, the harder it would be to make things right.

"Look…about earlier today, what you thought you saw…." Randy began but Trish finished it for him.

"Is what I really didn't see?" she asked with her hands crossed over her chest. Randy took long strides towards her and grabbed her hand, squeezing it.

"I know it seems like some line out of the movie but I swear it's the truth" he pleaded. Trish smiled and she looked at him fumbling. "Randy…honestly, I know what happened in the locker room….I had a little run in with Candace downstairs in the lounge area. She told me everything and I believe the both of you". She could see the relief spread across his face but then his anxiety reappeared.

"And about the thing with Jericho, don't think I wasn't defending you, I was just letting him say his piece before I stepped in because only Lord knows how wrong he was and I….." Trish silenced him with a kiss. When she pulled away, Randy was confused and he prayed that she wasn't playing mind games with him.

"I know about that too, I know that you punched him and I know that you did defend me". Randy raised his eyebrows and Trish let out a giggle.

"I also had a little chat with Benoit….we worked things out between us and he happened to mention what went on when I left." They both stared at each other for a while before anything was said.

"I'm sorry" they both said in unison. Randy pulled her in for a hug and as she settled in her arms, she remembered another event.

"I saw Jericho in the hallway and he actually said hello…in a friendly way too….that must have been a hard hit you gave him" Trish giggled. Randy chuckled before responding.

"Or maybe I'm just really good with words…" he suggested. Trish lifted her head up to look at him.

"That could be it….it's plausible…you seem to be really good with a lot of things" she said mischievously. He matched her grin before picking her up and taking and heading towards their bedroom. Fighting with her was always hard, but boy would he be lying if he said he didn't especially enjoy the making up part.