Over the next few months, things had started to hot up between the young couple of Randy Orton and Roxanna Richards. They'd started hanging out a lot more together, especially around each other's houses. Although many people were happy about Randy and Roxanna's off air activities, many were not.

Flashback, May at the airport:

"Hi Mr Bishoff, hi Eugene!" Roxanna said.

"Hello Roxanna, how are you today?" Eugene asked.

"Fine thank you, are you looking forward to another episode of Raw on Monday?"

"YEAH!" Eugene yelled, jumping up and down.

"Eugene, stop it for heavens sake!" Eric yelled.

"Ok, how was your date on Monday?" Eugene asked Roxanna.

"Good, very good in fact!" Roxanna said gleefully.

"I hope you didn't do it unprotected!" Eric replied, looking at his Cell Phone.

"What? Who do you think I am?" Roxanna cried.

"I know exactly who you are, and I don't want to making the same mistake as your Mother did!" Eric said sternly.

"What? Are you calling me a mistake?"

"I never said that!"

"That's what you meant though!" Roxanna said, holding back tears. She never felt like it was a mistake, and hearing this from the bastard that had abandoned her and her Mother made her red with rage.

"Roxanna, just forget it yeah? I didn't mean it like that and I'm sorry you took it that way."

"Yeah, what ever Asshole!" Roxanna yelped, wondering off.

Randy had just arrived, 45 minutes before the flight was due to get boarded. Before walking through the double doors, he found his Princess scrunched up in a tight ball, wailing.

"Roxy? Are you ok sweetie?" Randy asked placing a loving arm around her neck.

"I guess, I..."

"What?"

"I'm just pissed off that's all."

"Do you wanna talk about it?"

"No it's ok, I don't wanna burden you with my stupid little problems!" she muttered, as Randy wiped the tears away from her eyes.

"Ok, well if you do want to talk about it, just say yeah? Sometimes a problems shared is a problem solved."

"That was profound!" Roxanna smiled slightly.

"Yeah well, I'm not just gorgeous on the outside you know?" Randy laughed with the aide of Roxanna.

"Thanks, I would like to see more of that!" She whispered, embracing Randy for the impending kiss.

They sat there smooching for a good few minutes until the Raw GM walks outside to try and find his astray daughter. He stared at her with daggers coming out of his eyes.

'So that's who she is dating, huh? We'll soon see about that!" he thought, walking back inside the airport.

End of Flashback.

Roxanna would never forget that day for as long as she would live. She was unaware that her Father had seen her making out with one of his top superstars, but often wondered to herself why he was being particularly nasty to her and Randy over the past few months.

'Maybe it was because I called him an asshole!' Roxanna mused to herself.

There was also that day Triple H found out about Randy and Roxanna.

Flashback, Raw Live in June:

"Orton what the hell were you doing out there? You haven't won in weeks! Where the hells your head at?" Triple H screamed.

"I dunno, I..."

"What? 'Lost my touch? Lost my brain? Traded all of my good moves with that talentless hobo down the street?' "

"I bet I know the answer," Batista interjected "And her names Roxanna Richards!"

"What? No, Roxy's not the reason!"

"Oh what is it then?" Ric Flair had asked him. He'd always told Randy the importance of relationships but was getting increasingly pissed off with Randy's non aggressive behaviour recently.

"I dunno, maybe I'm out of luck!" Randy reasoned.

"Bullshit Orton, BULLSHIT! You are a part of Evolution, the most elite group in the whole of sports entertainment today. Luck doesn't play a part in it. Luck is something guys like RVD and Chris Jericho run on, but not Randy Orton, not Dave Batista, not Ric Flair and certainly not me, Triple H! If I thought you ran on luck Orton, you wouldn't even be in this locker room, do you know why? Coz we are past, present and future rolled into one! Guys like you and I don't come along every day. It takes someone special to be here and you are special. Hell, your a third generation superstar for cripes sake, luck doesn't play a part in it. Do you understand me?"

Randy nodded. He knew deep down that his mentor was right.

"Ric, Batista I want to talk to Randy for a few minutes alone."

And with that they had walked out of the room looking rather confused.

"Randy, sit down a minute."

Randy sat next to Triple H on the bench in their locker room.

"Is it true you're dating Roxanna?"

"Yeah, why is that a problem?"

"You tell me."

"I don't think it is."

"Why have you been losing for weeks?"

"I dunno, I get lost in private thoughts about her..."

"Randy, stop right there man. Look, women are great, women are fun, women are sexy. But sometimes, some women do you more harm then good. Take for example me and Stephanie McMahon. For ages, we were a great couple, totally in love, totally together. Then out of the blue, she goes and lies to me over a baby, a life that was to never happen. One of the only things that I wanted to achieve apart from in wrestling, being a Father. She turned out to be a bitch, all she wanted me for was for my gold title. Randy, I'm not telling you to dump Roxanna I'm just telling you, for your own good to be cautious, not to loose your head nor your friends. You hear me?"

"Yeah I get it, thanks for the advice!"

"No problem, anytime."

"I will warn you though; you lay one finger on her, or tell her to dump me I swear you've had it, got it?"

"Geez relax Orton, been there, done that, got the t-shirt, I don't need to go there again!"

End of Flashback.

Lita had been fairly reasonable when Roxanna told her. She'd seen it coming for a long time and was growing into the idea of her best friend going out with an Evolution member.

Roxanna had been told however to go to Eric Bishoff's office which made her question him a lot. Arriving at the office, she knocked and walked in.

"Finally, you're here!" Eric said in a panic.

"Why, what's happened?" Roxanna asked concern.

"Well, you know I'm going out tonight?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Well, my suit has been to the dry cleaners, but they can't deliver it to the arena. Can you go and fetch it?"

"Why can't you send the Coach?"

"He's too busy!"

"I've got to go to the ring with Eugene though, he's gonna be on Chris Jericho's Highlight Reel any minute!"

"Relax, he's a big boy, he can handle it himself!"

"No, sorry, can't!"

"Why not?"

"I'm not your personal skivee, I shouldn't be doing this!"

"While you are under contract with Raw, you shall do what I say all of the time, or else I'll tell everyone about you know what!"

"Yeah but that will damage you more than me!"

"Maybe, it depends how I say it!"

Roxanna let out a small frustrated scream before heading to her locker room. She was gonna get out of the arena, for good. If she couldn't escort Eugene to the ring tonight there wasn't a lot she could do. She sat for a while in her locker room before turning on Raw just to see what was happening. To her horror, the whole of Evolution was beating up her cousin Eugene.

"Oh my God!" Roxanna yelped.

Thankfully, help had arrived from people like Y2J and Shelton Benjamin. She couldn't believe Randy was beating up her cousin, but then again he didn't know that they are related. Never the less, he knew that she escorted him to the ring for a little while so he had no excuse.

Roxanna darted out of her locker room, only to bump into her 'boyfriend' Randy Orton.

"Hey!" He said.

"What the fuck was you playing at?"

"I was under orders, what could I do?"

"Stand up for yourself, be a man!"

"Roxy..."

"Don't you dare 'Roxy' me! I guess it's right what Lita did say, all Evolution member's are asses!"

"Roxanna, please, I didn't want to, it's just I had to!"

"So Triple H controls your fists does he?" she asked walking away, only to be followed.

"Yes, no, I don't know!"

"You listen to me, and listen good. I'm gonna go out to the ring and reveal a few things and in the mean time I want you to make a decision between me and Evolution!"

"Rox, I can't do that!"

"Yes you can, and you will; it's either me or Evolution!" she spat, making her way down to the squared circle.