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 have told you that I have myself on author alert and for the record it didn't send the last chapter alert to me either. This was my intention behind hooking myself up that way, so if you didn't get it and I didn't get it then I could try and do something about it, like complain to the site but it seems I didn't get it. I also haven't gotten reviews either, but since I know you have all reviewed I thank you anyway. LOL

"You know as much as I like you man, you can't keep showing up at my locker room doorstep. It isn't all that good for business." Mark said, making way for Shawn to enter the locker room and let whatever was on his mind out because the lines on his face said there was surely something that he needed to talk about.

"Yeah well I had business with Teddy Long remember? I want Angle at Wrestlemania and well I also wanted to stop by and see you. I need your expertise again."

Mark rolled his eyes, remembering vividly the last time he had leant anyone help. It had almost gotten him killed and on top of that he had gotten back into something he had given up years ago for Sara. The Dark Side and everything it entailed.

"Listen man, I don't want to go out on a limb for anyone anymore. I got myself pretty damaged the last time."

Shawn laughed and slapped his long time friend on the arm. "I am not here to get you to go undercover for me. I just want to know if you can deal with a problem I have, and believe me it won't be too hard."

Mark lightened up and moved his hands in front of him in a dragging motion, begging Shawn to continue so he could get back to his pre match warm-up.

"Randy was injured badly two nights ago, and I know who did it. Not only that, but he has also placed a threat on Trish and the baby and I don't take kindly to threats. Since I don't have him on my show, I need to know if you can do it for me. At least the in ring stuff."

Mark looked at him skeptically and then turned his back to grab a towel for his hair. Shawn said that someone on his show had tried to hurt Randy, but who in the hell would want to do that when they didn't even deal with him on a daily basis?

"Who did and what exactly happened?" Mark asked, almost begging Shawn to be gone from his room before this turned any uglier then it needed too. When he turned around again Shawn was still standing there and he had the answer ready and waiting.

"Charlie Haas, and if you don't know why that would be, then let me just tell you this. Jackie was dating said asshole and switched shows. As it turns out, they both have a hard on for each other and well one thing led to another and Randy is in love with her. Well Charlie ran him off the road and made him lose his memory. I hope it isn't permanent but with Orton you never know, these things stay with him for years. I just need someone to scare the shit out of him a little and then I can take care of the rest."

Mark laughed as he thought about the two young people getting a hard on for each other. Shawn had a habit of making things funny when he was totally serious and this was no exception. If all Charlie needed was a scare, then by God he would get one and then let Shawn take care of the end of it.

"Shawn, you got a deal. Everyone has some kind of issue with that weasel, reminds me of Heenan."

They two men shook hands and Shawn made his way out of the locker room and then the building. Well if Mark did what he needed done, then it was up to Shawn to make sure nothing happened to his family. If something ever did though, Charlie wouldn't be hurt; he would be a dead man.

"What the hell did you just do to me?" Randy screamed waking immediately and sitting up on the bed, a look of sheer terror written all over his face, which was turned in Jackie's direction.

Startled from her own slumber she sat straight edged in her chair and grabbed Randy's hand trying to calm him down. If he had fallen asleep and had some sort of dream about what had happened to him, then it would explain what he was doing now. She tried to keep her breathing steady even after being scared out of her wits and looked him in the eye.

"What are you talking about, I was asleep and so were you, and I didn't do a damn thing. You want to tell me what it is you think that I did?"

Randy eyes still filled with the fear of God wasn't sure even where to begin. He had awoken over an hour before as he looked at the clock, so he knew it hadn't been a dream. Something had come into his room and something had indeed been done to him and there was no way to explain it away. She had done something to him, asleep or not.

"You sent someone here, someone with a lot of light."

Jackie, not making any sense out of what he saying, stood from the chair and ran her fingers into what was left of his hair. Her mother had done that to her as a child and she had wondered if it would still work. The spark hit again, just as it had at the house so many weeks before, and it was more powerful then ever, so powerful in fact that neither one could ignore it. She jumped back from where she had been standing and Randy immediately pushed the button for medical personnel to get into the room.

The nurse came in first, thinking he had relapsed and shocked to see him sitting up looking as scared as he did. "Do you need something Mr. Orton?"

"Yes please. I need you to get this woman out of here. Something is going on here and I think she had something to do with it. Having her here isn't helping me, please get rid of her."

Jackie started to protest but before she could get any further into what had shocked Randy so much, two armed security guards were on either side of here, egging her to come with them. She trained her eyes on Randy and pleaded with him silently to let her stay. She didn't know what he was talking about and if he kicked her from the room and she didn't get in there ever again she didn't know if she would ever know. She hadn't done a thing but for some reason now he was deathly afraid of her.

As if hit by lightning herself she realized what he had meant by the light. Randy had indeed seen something God like because it had been an Angel, but how in the hell was she going to explain it to him if he wouldn't even talk or look at her.

She let herself be escorted from the room, and as soon as she was, she saw Shawn standing against one of the walls, obviously waiting for Randy to calm down before he went in there to see him. With one small smile, Shawn made her feel at ease and as he made his way towards the guards, he motioned that she was with him.

"What just happened in there Jackie? I could hear the screaming halfway down the hallway and I just saw a bunch of nurses running for the room."

"He freaked out, and I know this will sound more then a little weird but I need you to get Paul for me, on the phone or have him come here if he is still in town, but whatever just get him here."

Shawn looked at her quizzically, eyebrows raised in wonder. "You going to tell me what this is all about?"

"It's about Matt and Stacy Shawn, and that's all I want to say until I talk to your best friend. He is the only one that can help us now."