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: When I want information it seems I can never get it, so with that fact being thrown out there, you will get an update today and another one tomorrow so that I even out what I was going to do. I figure the blindness isn't the issue anyway, and the romance is, so why not build on something I know a hell of a lot about? Thank you for the support and for all that smart remarks about Charlie. If he is as I imagine him in my head then poor Jackie in real life, LOL Also to Latisha, man I like the languages I know nothing about, that was cute. So thank you is what I am trying to say.

She was frozen in place on the floor unable to move or even collect her thoughts before he pushed his lips to hers. If she really delved inside herself, she knew she had wanted this since that first night in the hospital when they had spoken for hours, but she didn't think it would happen quite the way it had.

"Uh thanks I think—

Her brain had chosen that moment to start slowing down, allowing nothing to get in and the most minimal of words to get out. Oh and then her heart started beating like a young schoolgirl and she rolled her eyes realizing just the reaction her body was giving to that kiss? Was that the first time she had ever been kissed or something? Man I am acting like I'm six all over again and its Johnny Marshall kissing me under the slide in the apartment backyard.

He moved then, noting the obvious discomfort on her face and wanting to make sure he didn't cause her anymore pain then he already had. Just what had he been thinking, taking advantage of her on top of him like that? If he wanted to stick around and see her to the end of the blindness, he had better start acting his age. He couldn't deny what it had done to his body though; finally giving into the one thing he had wanted to do since meeting her when she had come to Raw.

"Jesus Jackie, I didn't mean to do that, I don't know what came over me." He finally said, letting her move and helping her then to her feet while coming up firmly onto his own. He let his eyes take her in then, noticing the way her eyes were lit up but yet couldn't see anything. Just as he was getting ready to move and help her walk he heard her speak again after what felt like the most uncomfortable silence he had ever been through.

"God Randy that color on you just completely sucks."

He raised his eyebrows at her and before she had a chance to use her cane and walk away, he spun her around, needing an explanation for what she had just blurted out at him. "What color are you talking about?"

"Your shirt I think, it seems kind of higher up then your pants and your waist anyway. Your shirt color sucks." As soon as she let the words spin out of her mouth she raised her head to where Randy was now standing and holding her tightly. Did I just see something he was wearing? She asked herself, wondering if it had been all in her imagination.

"You can see my shirt?" he asked, completely flabbergasted that she was able to even make anything out after what the Doctor had said to her only a little earlier. Was it possible she was getting her eyesight back sooner then anyone thought she would? Would that now mean she wouldn't need him anymore?

"I can see a shadow of it and the color and what I remember of you just don't go together."

Randy laughed then and looking down and taking notice of his shirt, he knew now why it didn't go with what she remembered of the young man before her. It was because it wasn't even his shirt and had belonged to Dave. It had been thrown into the bag because he had washed it only a week before tending to Jackie. Yeah metallic green isn't a normal color for anyone these days man. You are such a horse's ass.

The voice was familiar and instantly Randy knew that it wasn't his own. It wasn't a male voice he knew, hell it wasn't even a male voice at all. It was a female voice, one that he had wished to hear so many times over the last few weeks and months, but instead couldn't. Now just what the hell were Stacy and her thoughts doing in his head?

Jackie stood waiting for Randy to make some mention of why he was wearing the color he was and the shirt he was but didn't hear anything and started to worry it was in her head and he wasn't even in the room anymore.

"Randy are you still there? You are so quiet it feels like I'm imagining even seeing it at all."

He was brought back to where he was and the tremendous feat that had just happening right in front of him. There was only one way to make sure she was getting her sight back and that was to ask her what color she was seeing.

"What color is it that you are seeing Jackie?"

"Green and a nasty shade of it."

Randy laughed and picked her up in his arms, swinging her gently around. He had been so worried that she would never see again and now here she was seeing for the very first time albeit in shadows. They certainly had a lot to celebrate that night.

"Damn it all to hell, this is not supposed to be happening!" Charlie said stamping his feet childishly into the ground and making sure half the neighborhood heard his anger.

The door to the house next to Jackie's opened and the woman came out peering into the darkness looking for the reason for the noise. Seeing her before she could have a chance to see him he dived in behind the bushes and immediately got back down on his knees hidden away from the world once again.

How could she be tripped by the guy, and then kissed and then be happy and swung around in his arms? That was his woman in that house that Randy was now taking advantage of and he wanted to know the reason for it. Didn't she know he was only out to get her and hurt her worse in the end? She loved him he knew it and he just had to put an end to this before it went even further.

Just then the light hit him where he sat and he immediately stood and tripped over the large bushes in trying to get away from it. What the hell was going on there now was anyone's guess but he didn't want to be a part of it.

"Charlie, don't you make another move or I will make sure Randy and Jackie find out who is out here in their bushes."

Charlie saw the person then, the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, and finally realized who she was. She was surrounded by a white light and looked as bright as ever standing before him. Just what did Stacy want with him if she was dead?

"I am here to tell you not to go through with anything you have planned while peeping out here tonight and for the past week. If you do that, you will not only change the course of your ex girlfriends life, possibly hurting her, but you will also have yourself killed in the end."

Charlie laughed then, the confident male that he was now again showing. He knew she was dead, and although he didn't know how she stood here before him now, he knew that whatever she had to say wouldn't matter one bit at the end of the day. He was alive and she was dead, he could do whatever he wanted.

"You think you can get away with murder huh Charlie?"

"Yeah as a matter of fact if I wanted to do that then I think I could."

"Then go ahead and do what you need to, try it and when it all crumbles and you have no one at your grave, then and only then will you know what the end result feels like."

A/N2: The person's name that I mentioned in Jackie's thoughts was not real. I just wanted to make some cute reference to something in her past.