"Are you sure you want us to be there?" It was probably the fifth time that John asked Randy since stepping foot into the car, but he wanted to be absolutely sure. Randy was bordering becoming a stalker, and John refused to let himself be dragged into it unless Randy was 100 serious about having a chance with this girl.

At the same time, he might be able to use the day to convince Randy to give Kelly up. To forget about her.

"Yeah, I'm sure. And besides, if she doesn't show up at least I have some company."

"What wouldn't she show up….?" John was definitely concerned now.

Randy sighed, brushing a hand through his hair as he pulled into the parking lot. "Maybe she decided that hobbling to the gym would be too much work this morning."

"You didn't tell me she was a cripple."

"She wasn't, until Randy dropped a weight on her foot." Dave explained, eyes never one glancing anywhere but out the side window. He had remained quiet for most of the ride, most likely because he hadn't really wanted to join in on things. "And now she has to hobble around."

John glanced between Randy and Dave, his jaw to the floor. "You're joking right?"

"He's not. But it was an accident-honest!"

"Randy, do you know how to be honest?" John questioned. He wasn't even aware that the two words could fit together in the same sentence. He hadn't become such good friends with Randy over the years to not realize that his friend always seemed to have a hidden agenda that he wouldn't let on to. "How did you manage that one, anyhow?"

"I was trying to help her from injuring herself. She was doing an exercise all wrong, I couldn't let her keep going."

John shook his head. Randy always thought he was such a gentleman, coming to a distressed damsel's aid. The only problem was, he couldn't quite define what was actually a distress. Nine times out of ten it was just him looking for some excuse to get laid. Not that it didn't work…

"Randy, this is sad. No, not sad. Pathetic."

"Why did you agree to come then?" If Dave thought it was so pathetic then why agree to join John and himself in their jaunt to the gym?

Dave shook his head again. "To make sure that you aren't going to cause anymore trouble for the young lady. By the sounds of it, you haven't realized that she wants nothing to do with you."

Shutting off the engine, Randy rolled his eyes. "If she wanted nothing to do with me, then she wouldn't be here every morning at the same time now would she?" Though John didn't want to admit it, Randy's logic did make sense to a point. If she really didn't want him around, then she would switch the time she came in hopes that she wouldn't have to deal with Randy. Maybe it wasn't as bad as he figured things to be…

"Maybe she has no other time to come to the gym. Ever think of that oh wise one?" Dave suggested, letting his glasses fall down the further on the bridge of his nose. He seemed to be content on studying Randy as he poked holes into every defence the younger man had.

"Mach me now, but just wait."

Rolling his eyes, Dave opened the door to the van and slid out. It was going to be a long morning, and an even longer workout. "John, why did I let you talk me out of bringing my discman?"

"Because if you brought it I would have to be the one dealing with Randy."

"You could have brought one."

John shook his head. "Don't have one."

"Yeah, like you don't have the money to just go out an buy one either." Randy snorted. Dave wondered if he even realized that the conversation had just rolled around ignoring the young stalker that had convinced them to go to the gym in the first place. "After all, you make how much a year?"

"Not the point." He shouldn't have to buy a discman just so he could ignore Randy at the gym. In fact, it seemed like a waste to him. To be honest though, John knew he would be lying if he said he wasn't at all interested in meeting this Kelly girl. He knew the type that Randy liked, and they usually tended to be along his type as well.

"John, don't even think about it."

John looked up a little surprised at Dave. He hadn't said anything to the big guy. "What?"

Dave looked up to see Randy pulling their bags out of the trunk before turning back to John, voice hushed. "Randy will kill you. Don't even go in there thinking that you might be able to pick her up."

"Have you heard the way Randy has described her? I'm not sure I'd even have a chance."

"You wouldn't. So don't bother."

John hated it, how Dave seemed to be able to read him like an open book. Even before he thought about something Dave would be giving him his opinion. "Hey Randy!"

"What?" Randy suddenly appeared sticking his head up from inside the trunk of the car.

"Can we go and meet this sexy little lady of yours?"

Randy grinned, seeing that finally someone else was on board with the whole thing. "Yeah man, we can find her."


I'm not dead, honest. I've been really sick lately and spending most of my time in bed. I've gone for blood work and such, so hopefully we will figure out what's wrong. I'll try to update when I can. Thanks for the support guys!

RKOxLegendKiller: Who knows? This is where I have the evil grin on my face…
Latisha C: LMAO, it did, didn't it? Though I wouldn't mind Randy stalking me :)
Randy-John-Lover: Yeah, I think Randy would be big time jealous. Wonder what he'd do to John?
Wrestlinggal: I'm glad you're enjoying it. I'll send the line and sinker soon!
Deceptive-Innocence: I agree, Randy is such an ass! And don't worry, I wouldn't have Kelly disfigure them.
Mel: What kind of fic would it be if Kelly just caved in?
Aph-Roh: I updated for ya! And I just like the idea that someone could resist Randy. Definitely a fictional story.
Pianogal: Um…no?
Moonstar-75: What if Dave wins her over? I'm glad you like Kelly. She's got a lot of will power not to jump him cause I would!
Insane Zula: Here's your update.