A/N:WOW! Thank you guys for all the reviews. You really do encourage me. I hope to see the reviews coming especially if you guys like the story that much. Oh and this is a cheap plug even though you all know about it. Make sure to read my friend RKOxLegendKillers story 'Burn into My Light'. She had no idea I would plug this so SURPRISE!lol Well here is chappy 11 and I hope you enjoy. If you don't review…I'm huntin you all down! lol J/k ENJOY!
Chapter 11Randy and Trish went backstage hand and hand with the biggest smiles on their faces. They were going to go back to his locker room before they were interrupted by most of the roster walking up to them and clapping. Both Randy and Trish were confused at this.
"What's going on?" Trish asked finally speaking up.
"Well, we must congratulate the happy couple." Shelton Benjamin spoke.
"WHAT?" Randy and Trish both asked shocked.
"Come on guys. Did you not remember what happened out there? The raising hands in victory, holding the ropes for each other, the kiss… If you aren't a couple what is going on?" Triple H asked.
"It was just a friendly gesture Paul." Randy said. Trish had a look of disappointment.
"Friendly gesture? Is that what you guys call a friendly gesture these days?"
"Well…yea…I guess. Look We have to go clean up, all the questions have to wait ti'll later." Randy said taking Trish's hand and leading her to the locker room. Leaving the rest of the roster that was in front of them questioned as to why Randy helped Trish if he didn't like her in that way…or did he"?
In the locker room:
Randy opened the door and lead Trish in. When they got in Randy locked the door and had a smile on his face.
"Well, Trish. You are now Christian free, how do you feel?" he asked pretending his hand was a microphone and acting like a reporter.
"Well, I must say that it feels great. I can now re- start my life, without a CLB. I can make a fresh start, but I got to say, this wouldn't be possible if it wasn't for a man by the name of Randy Orton. He put on one hell of a fight." She said smirking.
"Well, that and the fact that he was also a sexy beast. So how do you feel about now having to manage Randy?"
"Well, I am looking forward to the experience of working with him, but I must say…if he looks at me, touches me, or talks to me the wrong way…oh boy will there be hell to pay." She said laughing.
"Right…"he said acting normal again. "Now you can start managing me with getting me a beer. That's a good girl." He said patting her on the head like she was a dog. Trish started laughing.
"Oh yea, funny Randy…really freaking funny." She said walking over to the mini fridge and getting a beer, but before she has the power to give it to him, she shakes it up. "Oh here, let me open it for you." She said smirking.
"oh than-…" Randy stopped talking when he felt the beer spray all over him. He looked at Trish with a sexy smirk. "You're going to have to clean that up now."
"Hmmm, we'll both clean up later, right now the fun begins." Trish ran over by the couch and pulled out a huge water gun, and started to spray him. Randy looked at her shocked.
"Now you're asking for it." He smiled before running over to the mini fridge. "Can, can, can, can, can, AHA! Bottle. My good champagne to be exact. Oh well." He said fizzing the bottle, and stalking towards Trish.
"You do it, I swear to god Orton!" she said threatening him. Randy decided to see how far she'd go with the threats and tested her. So to do that, he opened the bottle, and he drenched her with it, leaving her soaking wet.
"Do what Trish?" he asked smirking, holding back a laugh. Trish licked her lips, getting the champagne off of her mouth.
"Oh, nothing…absolutely nothing." She said laughing as she flipped the switch on the water gun to high, and sprayed him with it, making him even more wet. All Randy did was laugh and walk towards her, fizzing a can behind his back.
"I am soaked." He said laughing.
"Don't you dare take another step towards me Randy! OR ELSE!" she said threatening him once again. Randy took another step towards her and smirked that little smirk we all know and love. This time just a couple feet away from her.
"Or else what?"
"I don't know, just stay away from me when you are fizzing something behind your back!" she said.
"Oh…okay then, you can have it." He said smiling opening the can, and then throwing it at Trish. He laughed as the look of shock came across her face while it was still spraying her.
"OH MY GA!" she said giving him the evil eye, then without warning she tackled him on the floor. She was on top play slapping him in the face and chest. Randy got out of that predicament by grabbing her wrists, it took a while but he grabbed them, and made her stop, then he reversed the position to where now he was on top of her. He still had a hold of her wrists, but he rose them above her head.
"You know Randy I still have legs that are still willing to kick. So I suggest you let me go." She said smiling thinking he would back down.
"Oh now Miss. Stratus I don't think you'll do that. You are just bluffing. I can see it in your eyes." He said smirking down at her.
"Oh what, so now you are an expert at me?"
"No, but I can just tell these sort of things."
"Yea, that's nice to know. So can you let me up now? I am kind of not comfortable anymore. And plus I need to get cleaned off since we had a little…alcohol shower." She said raised her eyebrows and laughed. Randy laughed to and let go of her wrists.
"Yea sure." He said getting up, and then grabbing Trish's hands so she can get up.
"Thanks, you mind if I clean up here?"
"No, be my guest. Your cloths are over there." He said pointing them out on the couch.
"Oh yea, I came here with you didn't I? Well, I guess if we're going to spend more time together…you'll see the fake blondeness in me sometime." She said causing Randy to laugh.
"Well, yea, but it's okay. As long as you are not like that all the time…" he said laughing getting a smack in the arm from Trish.
"Shut up Orton!" she said walking off into the bathroom.
After their shower:
After Trish got out of the shower, got dressed and blow dried her hair, she got out, and then Randy did his routine. Taking a shower, and getting dressed in his comfy cloths. When he got out he saw Trish brushing out her long blonde hair in the mirror, parting it like it always is on TV. He smiled to himself thinking about how beautiful she is, even if she is just looking laid back and relaxed. He loved the fact that she didn't need make up to look beautiful, it just came naturally to her. He came out of his thoughts when he heard Trish's voice.
"Hey Randy, are you okay?"
"Yea why?"
"Well, you looked spaced out. You sure everything is fine?" she asked slightly concerned.
"Yea, I am…hey so do you want to go back to the hotel?"
"Yea sure, I just need to get a bag for my wet cloths…"she said emphasizing the word 'wet', "and get my shoes on." She said with a smirk.
"Hey you started it, and yea get your shoes on."
"God you are slow, they are already on, there slip ons. What now slow one?" randy laughed and put on his coat.
"Yea what now? Lets go." He said putting his arm around Trish and leading her out into the parking lot. He opened the car door for Trish once they got to the car. He had her put her luggage down before she went in. When she was in securely, he shut the door, picked up her luggage, popped the trunk, put his and her stuff in there, got into his side of the car, started the engine, and drove off.
At the Hotel:
Trish and Randy arrived at the hotel 5 minutes later. Randy got out and went to the trunk. He opened it, and got their stuff. Trish came out, went over to Randy and got her stuff from him.
"Here, I'll get my stuff, so you only have yours to deal with." She said.
"Well, if you insist."
"Oh I insist Mr. Orton." she laughed.
"Fine." He said closing the trunk.
They walked to the hotel doors, went inside, took the elevator up, and got into their room. Once they were in the room, the settled on the bed, flipped on the television and started watching 'Blue Collar Comedy Tour Strikes Again". they were laughing and having a good time, but then Randy broke the silence of them watching and turned to Trish.
"Hey Trish?"
"Huh?" she asked turning to face him.
"Have you thought yet about how you are going to tell everyone about what Christian did to you?"
"No… that hasn't really crossed my mind. Why?"
"Well, I was just curious."
"Oh yea, after we got backstage after the match, and everyone was hounding us, IO didn't know what to say. So you saved my ass for a while so I wouldn't have to answer questions." She said smiling.
"Yea, I did."
"Yea and can you believe everyone thought we were a couple? That is insane."
"Yea, if you say so. So you don't think we'd make a good couple?"
"Well, I think we could but I doubt everyone would totally like it."
"Well, what if I told you something that could possibly change your mind… something that I really meant and was dead serious about.?"
"What could you possibly say that you mean, about me changing my mind?" At this moment Randy thought it was now or never. If he lost her completely because of it, then so be it.
"Well…Trish…you see… this is kind of hard for me to say."
"Then don't say it…or just find the right words."
"Okay…Trish…I am falling in love with you."
A/N: sorry to leave you hanging, with a cliff hanger but it is just to funny. Will Trish accept the fact that Randy is falling for her? Tune in to find out!I hope you guys read and review…really…I meant what I said about hunting you down…not really but oh well. Anyways PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE R & R. I hope you enjoyed this little story so far.LATERZ!
XXx Heather xXx
