Thank you for all the reviews guys! Well...here's another chapter and please forgive any typing or grammatical errors, I hate editing. Hopefully I'll be getting chapters out a bit more faster. I already have an idea what I want to have transpire in the next couple of chapters. Since I have Fridays off, hopefully I'll be getting out a chapter a week. I'll even try for another one this weekend. Anyways...hope you guys enjoy.

I Disclaim....

The clock read near 1am and Randy wasn't sure if he should call Trish or not. He was sure that he had broken down some of those walls that Trish had built around herself. His conscious chastised him that the only reason those walls were built was because of him. He shook his head to free his negative thoughts and focused on what he would say to her when she met him. Well, he knew what he wanted to say, just not sure exactly how to say it. He glanced at the clock one more time, realizing that the minute hand hadn't even moved since he last checked. He sighed to himself. He was full emotions and he couldn't tell which one superseded which. He was anxious, scared, delighted, happy, nervous. He got up and made his way to the refrigerator and grabbed a cold beer while he waited for her. Randy had definitely enjoyed spending time with her family but he decided that they all might want some time alone with their daughter and her mother since it was her birthday and all. They had to fly out tomorrow morning early and Randy wondered how they would be able to wake up in time to get to the airport to catch their flight. He recalled as he pulled Trish away from her family for a little bit and he clearly remembered as she turned around and she had this big smile across her face. He could tell it was genuine and he felt a surge happiness course through him to know that he had helped put that smile there, even it was more indirectly, he was sure she was more happy to actually see her family. He explained to her that she should spend some time alone with her family and that he would be waiting in his hotel room so they could have that "talk". He handed her a spare key to his room and didn't leave until she reassured him that she would come tonight no matter what time it was. He was sure he detected a bit of nervousness in her eyes but it didn't last long as she replaced it with a smile and nod before giving him a sweet kiss on the lips. She barely pulled away so that her lips were still lingering dangerously close to his, she whispered,

"Thank you".

He smiled and before letting go of her, he rested his forehead against hers and whispered back,

"No need".

He bid farewell to her parents and made sure to tell them what a beautiful and amazingly wonderful daughter they raised. They were lucky to have her, and so was he.

To past the time, he decided to give John a ring. He talked to John for awhile and was happy to learn that his friend was still at the hotel. Well… it sucked that his flight was delayed until tomorrow evening, but at least he would get some extra time with him before he flew back to meet up with the rest of his Smackdown! Roster. John had invited him over but he opted to stay in for when Trish came back. After hanging up with John he decided to rest while he waited so he turned on the television and stretched across the plush white leather couch. His forearm rested across his forehead as he closed his eyes and tried to relax. He was extremely tired but he refused to fall asleep.

Randy's eyes flew open as he heard a light knocking on his hotel door. He glanced at his watch, realizing that only a half and hour had past. He quickly jumped up to get the door. He wondered why Trish would be knocking since he gave her a key but figured that she might have forgotten or probably misplaced it. Without thinking, he opened the door and came face to face with a petite woman but it wasn't Trish. It was Gail and she was the last person Randy wanted to see right now.

Gail sized him up carefully. God she had missed him. She unconsciously licked her lips as she remembered exactly what was under those clothes that fit him oh so perfectly. So she had been a bit promiscuous, but she knew Randy really loved her. She knew his game and she had tried to ignore it. She didn't want him to know that he could get the best of her but he obviously could and it had come to a point where Gail didn't mind being seen as weak, as long as she ended in between Randy's sheets once again.

"What are you doing here Gail?" he didn't seem to happy to see her but Gail reassured herself that she could easily rectify that situation. She walked into his hotel room uninvited. She wanted to talk and what Gail wanted, Gail got.

Randy contemplated whether he should actually save his time and kick her out, whether it was by politely asking her or calling hotel security. He glanced in her direction and he figured it would be much better for to just say what she had to say and then he would send her on her way.

"Alright, fine, you win okay, say what you gotta say and then be gone…I'm expecting someone"

Gail's eyes narrowed because she knew exactly who he was expecting.

"You mean Trish" she spat. The utter hate and disgust she felt for Trish Stratus was more than apparent and despite the fact that she wanted to strangle Randy for sleeping with Trish of all people, she had to give him credit. He definitely knew how to play hard ball and she found it more of a turn on than anything else.

Randy didn't bother confirming her suspicions since he could really care less. He closed the door and locked it before turning his heel and approached her. He continued to walk until he was right in front of her. He lifted one eyebrow as a way of telling her that she better start talking. Gail's smirk couldn't be contained. The hardest part was actually getting him to listen and since she got that covered, he would now be putty in her hands. She closed the space between them and she didn't waste anytime. One hand was already working at pulling up the dress shirt he was wearing and her nails erotically rubbed against his chest. Her other hand fiddled with his belt buckle. Randy try to suppress a groan but he wasn't completely successful. It was just the ammunition Gail needed to keep going. This was going to be easier than she had originally thought.

Randy was trying really hard to keep his libido under control but was having a hard time. He could picture Trish's beautiful smile and the way she looked in the gorgeous white dress she was wearing tonight. By this time, Gail was already on her tip toes leaving a trial of kisses along his neckline. Despite the height difference, Gail was aggressive and positioned Randy in front of the couch before pushing him down. He fell back against the soft leather couch. Gail took this opportunity and took a seat in his lap and continued her assault on his neck. She quickly unbuttoned his shirt and kept moving lower. Randy didn't bother trying stop the groan that was begging to come out. He knew Gail was a very sexually creature. She was sexy and erotic and despite what past history they had, he couldn't deny that. He did, after all, date for a long time. He couldn't help the feeling of familiarity as she slowly kissed his lips. He grabbed the back of her head and deepened the kiss. He wasn't thinking at all, he was in the moment right now, it was kind of way to reminisce on all the times he had been with Gail before she so bitterly betrayed him. For a fleeting moment, he debated how fare it was to forgive John and give him a second chance yet wasn't able to forgive Gail…or was he? He mentally shook his thoughts clear. He loved Trish and he more than sure that she was the woman for him. Having Gail kiss him, he felt a different sensation than it was Trish. With Gail, he was no doubt turned on by her, but she didn't cause the storm emotions Trish did when she touched him or kissed him. He wasn't needy for her touch like he was Trish's. He wasn't electrified and passion filled, his heart didn't flutter and race a mile a minute. No…he loved Trish, but like any red blooded male, his libido had eventually won over his conscious telling him that this was wrong, and he continued to allow her to kiss him, and he kissed her as well.

Trish entered the hotel with a big smile on her face. God how she had missed her family. She would be sure to thank Randy properly for all he had done for her. On the subject of Randy, her parents had loved him as well as the rest of her family. They deemed him "the one" and they were sure that the next event they all met up would be for Randy and Trish's wedding. Trish knew they were teasing her but she couldn't help but notice the seriousness in her parents eyes. Her smile faltered as she remembered her true predicament with Randy. She had admonished herself enough times to know that she shouldn't get her hopes of hearing "I love you" tonight, or even hopes of wanting to pursue an actual relationship with her but her giddy side had taken over. Part of her told her that she had nothing to worry about. Why would he go to all this trouble for her if he didn't at least care just a tad bit for her? She smiled to herself, it was all going to be alright. Maybe Trish Stratus would have her happy ending. As far as she was concerned, it was long overdue. She making a beeline for the elevators, wanting to get to Randy as soon as possible but she happened to notice Amy and Matt in the lounge along with Adam and Chris. Straying from her path, she walked towards her friends wanting to say hello and see how they were all doing. She loved them to death so there was no option of skipping out on them and even if she had wanted to, there was no escape because Chris had spotted her and was waving her over. A large smile spread across her face as she looked at her friends all ready to greet her with open arms. She made her way over and received a hug from each before settling between Chris and Adam. They had all chatted for a good 10 minutes before Amy excused herself to the bathroom and dragged Trish with her. As soon as the door to the bathroom closed Amy was full of questions.

"Well…so what's the 411 on the situation with Randy?…do you need me to kick his ass or I should I go and kiss his feet for making my best friend the happiest woman on Earth because judging by that smile on your face, I'm thinking it's the latter." Amy laughed and couldn't help but smile along with her friend. Trish's good mood was contagious or something and she was truly happy for her friend. She would have never thought that Randy Orton would get the job done, but Trish's happiness was important than who made her happy and as long as she treated her like the amazing woman she was, Amy would have no troubles and neither would any of their other friends… as soon as they find out that is.

"Amy, tonight was amazing and I can hardly believe that Randy went out of his way to do it all for me" Trish gushed. She continued to tell Amy about her evening and while listening to her Amy would have patted herself on the back right now if she could for helping create such a brilliant plan with Randy and John. Trish mentioned how Randy wanted to talk tonight so Amy didn't want to keep her. She told her to go on and she would explain to the guys that you headed up to bed because you had a long night. Both friends hugged each other and Trish reminded her….

"Be sure to tell the guys I said goodnight and I'll see you guys at one for lunch." "Yeah no problem…oh and Trish…" Trish held the door open and turn to look at her friend.
"Ya" "You know where to find me if you need me" she said and gave her wink. She laughed at her friend's comment and made her way to the elevators. This was it. It was make or break for Trish.

Trish slid the key in the slot and opened the door. There was only one light on in the room so she figured that he must be there. No use calling out for him. She set her purse on the side table by the entry and made her way towards the lighted room. She could hear the television set on and found the room in no time.

When Trish reached the doorway she felt the room begin to spin. There was Gail Kim straddling Randy on his couch as they were shoving their tongues down each other's throats. Trish was paralysed. She couldn't move but her mind so desperately try to fight it because the last thing she wanted to do was stand there and watch the man that she truly thought gave a damn about her, exchange spit with his ex-girlfriend.

"The love of my life…" she remembered him saying. She quietly inhaled and exhaled slowly to keep her heart beat normal and she was fighting everything she had in her not to cry. She was an idiot. Plain and simple. She should have known better and she should have gone with her gut instinct that told her that she shouldn't let down those walls. He played her for a fool. Again. And it was all her fault. The moment she felt some feeling return to her, she quickly turned on her heel and made her way to the door. They didn't have to know she was there. She would give him the cold shoulder. He deserve any explanations from her. After only a few steps, her ruffled state caused her to knock one of the centrepieces off the table which created a resounding bang throughout the room. Startled, Randy and Gail pulled away from each other and Randy could have died right there. She had seen him. She had seen them together. He could tell from her rigid posture that he was going to get an earful. Randy was at a loss for words. What could he possibly say to her? He couldn't tell her that he was acting with his dick rather than his head and heart. It was the truth but it was no excuse. Before he could even muster up a few words, Gail took it upon herself to break the ice.

"Hey blondie…fancy seeing you here? I can't imagine why though. You're used to making these trips late at night though, aren't you? Well don't worry… I'm gonna free up your night schedule because I'm taking my boyfriend back" the superiority in her voice was extremely apparent and Trish wanted nothing more than to throttle her neck and throw in a couple of punches. Trish hadn't bother to turn around to face them, but she could already picture Gail's smirk across her face…like she was some sort of winner. But Trish already knew, she was the winner. Gail got the happy ending not her and no matter how much she would have liked to rearrange Gail's face, she didn't blame Gail at all…however Randy was a different story.

Randy's eyes turned to Gail's direction.

"Gail…Out…Now!" his voice was calm but the tone of his voice was so menacing that Gail didn't bother to rebuttal. Without another word she made her way out but not before making sure to stop by Trish and give her a victory smirk. Trish remained stoic. She hadn't moved a muscle as she stared straight ahead.

"Trish…" he whispered hoarsely. He stared at her back in silence for a couple of minutes before she turned around to face him. The moment she did so, he wished she hadn't. He could clearly see the tears threatening to spill over. He took a step closer to her but she only back away more, creating an even larger gap between them.

"Have you had your fun?" she asked him. Her voice was barely a whisper and for the first time she didn't bother hiding anything. There was nothing to hide anymore because there was no use.

"Trish…there's no excuse that'll be good enough so I won't even try but I swear it didn't mean…." but she cut him off.

"Hey now…I'm just your whore, therefore you don't owe my any explanations" she didn't bother to stop the tears from falling. Her hated showing him that he had hurt her but she didn't have the energy anymore.

"Forgive me for not giving you a two week notice but I've had enough…and besides, I'm obviously not needed anymore."

Randy quickly made his way toward her and grabber her hand which she quickly pulled away as though it had burned her. She didn't want to look at him. She didn't want to be in his presence anymore. She turned her back and walked to the door. She grabbed the door handle and opened the door but before leaving she stopped, after a couple of seconds, with a tear filled voice, she said the one thing Randy didn't want to hear before she finally walked away…

"Goodbye."