Disclaimer: I do not own any of the WWE superstars and along with the mortal fear of being sued, I only lay claim to the story idea and any real life similarities are completely coincidental.

Summary: Randy Orton watches as a new recruit to the RAW locker room has an unfortunate accident and steps in to help her. Will love bloom or are these two superstars only bound together through guilt?

Additional Characters: Shawn, Trish, Paul, Matt, Jeff and Stacy (as Angels on the Other Side) and some others. The main female lead is also a WWE superstar.

Additional Information: Fourth novel in the Love United Series.

A/N: I am glad that you are finding the funny parts funny in this story. My intent with these angels this time around, having the female counterpart was to make it a little more fun. The romance is also centre stage as they seem to inch closer with each chapter but yet remain cute and fun. I am glad that you aren't missing any of that. Thank you for the reviews on this story so far, and a note to all people that love this story, I will be taking tomorrow off to do some brainstorming and some research so you shouldn't expect to see any written works by me as I hate to write not knowing what I'm doing. I will be back with two chapter updates on the Sunday though, just to make up for it and speed the darn thing along.

They had been home for a few hours when Jackie finally remembered the one thing she hadn't mentioned to Randy and really had wanted too. It was as if a light bulb had gone off and instantly she shifted in her seat to pinpoint where Randy was now sitting.

"Is something wrong Jackie? Do you need me to get you anything?"

"No I just remembered something I wanted to ask you about."

Randy looked at her then, wondering what it could be that she needed to ask him about but yet made her body look so tense that it might crack under pressure. Surely what she had to say couldn't really be all that bad could it?

"Have you ever heard voices, you know ones that you can't explain away?"

Randy smiled slightly, feeling a bit awkward at having jumped the gun worrying about her, and felt his body relax suddenly. It didn't have anything to do with him or what had happened to her in the ring, so he suddenly felt more at ease. "What you mean like your inner voice?"

"Yeah but having it take on a different format. Like it has a new voice that you know you've heard before but can't place."

"Like your own voice?" he asked gently, not wanting to seem like he didn't care but not seeing where this was going. The last thing he wanted to do was misunderstanding her and risk her getting mad.

"No not my own voice. Okay let me tell you what happened and then you can help me make some sense of it." She paused then taking her breath and getting ready to explain to randy how she had heard someone else's voice, turned to face him, or where she thought he would be sitting.

"I was in the examination room and I was wondering aloud to myself things that no one knows about, and then it was like there was a man in the room that answered me, one that I've met and known for a long period of time."

"The doctor? Maybe you said something out loud and he was wondering about it himself?" Randy pushed, wondering just whose voice she had heard in the room with her if it wasn't the doctors.

"No, this sounded like Jeff Hardy." She paused again before speaking, taking in another breath and realizing just how insane she had sounded. "Before you tell me that I am losing my mind, I am 100 sure this wasn't my own voice or the doctors."

"And you think Jeff Hardy was talking to you?" Randy asked, trying to hide the small smile that was attempting to break through on his face. He knew she wouldn't be able to see it but none the less she would hear it in his voice. "Jeff Hardy died a few years back Jackie, just how the hell could he talk to you?"

"I don't know Randy; I just thought you might understand it. I'm sorry for bringing it up. Forget I even mentioned it."

She stood then, obviously upset and not wanting to be around him any longer. Randy felt the cold chill in the air as she stood to her feet and he immediately jumped up to help her, not noticing that she had made a play for her walking stick in front of her.

By the time he reached her and grabbed her gently by the arm, trying to make her stop and wait for him to explain himself, she had already started moving across the floor, the clicking of the stick making the melodic sound it had since they had used it and brought it home from the doctors office that day.

Before he had a chance to understand that she was alright on her own, he tripped over the side of the stick and in the midst of falling grabbed on to her and brought her down with a heavy thud right on top of him their faces only inches apart. Knowing that this would be the only shot he had to kiss her like he wanted, he immediately pressed his lips to hers rough and tightly.

"What did I tell you Stacy, he is a horse's ass if I ever saw one?" Matt said, letting out a laugh so large that it almost knocked Stacy and his own brother off their feet.

"Why? Because he fell over her walking stick? Matt come on now, anyone could have done that, it doesn't make them an ass."

"Stacy, Matt may have a point there. I mean did you see the guy fall and bring the poor blind girl with him, I mean that was classic. Do you think that heaven allows you to send in tapes to America's Funniest Home Video's? That would be a winner if they did!"

Stacy threw a look at Jeff and just shook her head turning her attention back to the older brother and the one that seemed to find it funny but also serious that Randy had chosen to fall over the walking stick.

"Matt, what has gotten into you? You are so damn serious one minute and then you point out everyone's flaws and laugh at them in the next? Is there some sort of mood drug in heaven?"

Jeff howled again not wanting to miss the opportunity that now arose to get back at his brother for being so rude over the last few months. "Yeah and it's called pain in the ass. Matt has been taking it for years."

Sensing that his brother didn't want to hear anymore jokes, Jeff took off across the room and immediately jumped to a further away cloud. "You can't get me—could be heard as far as the ears could carry and Stacy herself couldn't hold in the laughter anymore.

"Now just how the hell am I going to get any work done with the two of you standing around acting like idiots?"

Charlie had been watching the whole thing take place. It looked like he didn't have to do any plan making because Randy was now digging himself in his own hole.

He watched as Jackie made her way across the room with her walking stick, obviously to get far enough away from what Randy was telling her. Charlie loved the fact that she seemed to be dulling towards the younger man and knew that in a matter of time she would be back with him where she belonged again. His mistakes would be a distant memory.

You see, he never lost anything he wanted to obtain and this was no different. He wanted Jackie and he wanted her for the rest of his life, and come hell or high water he was going to have her, with or without anyone's help.

"Yes, you see Randy; you aren't man enough to deal with Jackie the way I am. I know her better then anyone and when the time comes and something better comes along, she wouldn't hesitate to dump you like she dumped me. Everybody is in for a surprise when the last shoe drops."