Trish stared blankly at the cold steel door in front of her. She dreaded the fact that she was about to go into Mr. McMahon's office and seek his assistance in bringing Gail and Molly down. It seemed so long ago that she had worked the angle of being his mistress. She was still kind of new to the business back then and she would have done anything to get ahead. The storyline did help her character evolve but at the same time, the thought of his hands all over her body made her skin crawl. Vince was a dirty old man and even though it was a storyline, she felt violated beyond belief. He honestly seemed to get enjoyment out of taunting his wife on public television and it made Trish sick to her stomach thinking about it.

However, Trish knew that there was no other way. Gail and Molly had been a thorn in her side for months. She never did a thing to either one of them yet they physically hated her with a passion and the feeling was definitely mutual. They were beginning to make her life a living hell. Even if it meant making a deal with the devil himself, she had no choice in the matter. They had to pay no matter what the cost.

Trish knocked timidly on the door and waited for a response. Vince was expecting her so she wasn't surprised when the door opened immediately. "Ah, Miss Stratus," he began as he scanned her from head to toe, "Come inside dear." Trish cringed at the sound of his voice. He really knew how to push her buttons. It was like he knew exactly what bothered her and he did it anyway just to prove a point. Vince was a great businessman but he wouldn't think twice about selling out his own family. Trish learned that first hand.

"So Miss Stratus, what can I do for you," he questioned, a sly grin forming on his face. Vince stared at Trish like she was a piece of meat. He was practically devouring her with his eyes. Trish wanted nothing more than to knock the old bastard down a notch or two but knew it was a lost cause. She would be fired on the spot and she would have to kiss her career goodbye. No matter how much it killed her, she was going to get through this meeting unscathed.

"Well to put it bluntly Vince, I need your help."

Vince could tell by the look on Trish's face that this was something serious. "Well, whatever it is Trish, you name it and it is done. I do owe you one after all."

This was going to be a lot easier than Trish had thought. She had totally forgotten about Vince's deal with her all those years ago. A devious smile crept up on her face. She wanted to jump up and down and scream until the whole world heard her celebrating. Payback was a bitch and so was she. They weren't going to know what hit them, once the mastermind put a plan into action.

"Well Mr. McMahon, I need two certain divas taught a lesson they will never forget. I want them to regret the day that they ever messed with me."

Vince liked seeing this side of Trish. He was definitely intrigued. "Go on Trish, I want to know all of the details. I am sure that if we put our heads together, we can come up with something that will put them in their place."

Trish explained to Vince what had been going on backstage with them and how she thought that one of them was responsible for ending Paul and Stephanie's relationship. Trish knew that part of the story wasn't true but also knew that this would get Vince fuming. The more pissed off Vince was, the sweeter the revenge.

"Alright Trish, I think I have everything that I need. I will devise a plan and get back to you on it. It will definitely have something to do with Evolution though. So you may want to enlighten the guys."

Trish got up from her chair extending her hand to Vince. "I just want to thank you Vince for doing this for me. It really means a lot."

Vince accepted Trish's hand, shaking it firmly basically sealing the deal between them. "Trish, after what I put you through when you first started, I have to say that it is my pleasure being able to return the favor."

Trish left Mr. McMahon's office in complete bewilderment. That was not the same man that she knew all of those years ago. Heck that wasn't even the same man that she had seen when she had first arrived to his office. He was like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. She wasn't sure what changed during the course of their conversation but she certainly wasn't going to question it. She was going to accept it for what it was and that was a business agreement between the two. All that mattered to her was getting even.

A few hours later Trish met up with Randy. He asked her to dress up for the occasion so she put on her best black dress with her favorite stiletto heels. He had promised her a surprise and she was more than anxious to see what he had planned. He greeted her with a soft kiss on the lips, which she took great delight in. He was freshly showered and smelled amazing.

Randy pulled away from the kiss, cupping her face in his hands as he gazed deeply into her eyes, overwhelmed by the emotions that he was feeling. He knew that it was now or never. He had to tell her. "Trish, I know we haven't been together very long but I just want you to know that I think that I am falling in love with you."

Her heart melted at his sweet confession of love. She had never heard those words directed towards her ever in her life. She was always such a screw up when it came to love that she never thought anyone would ever feel that way towards her.

Randy searched her eyes, hoping that he could see what he felt for her shining back at him. He knew that he was taking a big risk admitting it to her so soon. He certainly did not want to scare her off but he couldn't help himself.

Trish did love Randy yet she couldn't open her mouth to speak. She was still blown away by his admission. She had to be dreaming. Trish closed to her eyes for a moment, hoping it would help her relax a bit so she could tell Randy that she felt the same way.

Randy took this as rejection. His arms fell to his sides and he held his head in shame, all of his hopes and dreams shattered. She didn't feel the same way and he just made a complete ass out of himself. "It's okay Trish, I totally understand if you don't feel the same way."

Trish opened her eyes and focused them on her boyfriend. The dejected look on his face caused her heart to break for him. He totally misinterpreted her. She pulled him into her arms and held onto him tightly. "Oh baby, no." "You didn't give me a chance to gather my thoughts," she explained. "I am not rejecting you in any way. In fact it is quite the opposite. I think that I am falling in love with you too."

Randy's heart leapt in his chest. She loved him too. His life couldn't be any better than it was right at this moment. The woman that he loved actually loved him back. For the first time in his life he had taken a risk and it panned out. He was on cloud 9. The night had only just begun too. He couldn't wait to show her what he had in store for her for the evening. "Baby, we are going to be late so let's head out." With one last tender kiss, the couple headed out.

When the limo pulled up the to restaurant, Randy requested that Trish put on a blindfold. Trish refused at first but with some convincing, she agreed to go along with his plan. He stepped out of the limo and took her arm, gently guiding her out of the limo. Once he got her outside, he maneuvered her down a long path that led to the back of the restaurant.

"How much longer do I have to keep this stupid blindfold on for Randy," she asked a bit annoyed. Randy smiled inwardly, getting great enjoyment out of tormenting his girlfriend. He knew how much she hated when he didn't respond to her but he couldn't help himself. She was so beautiful when she scowled and he loved every minute of it.

Although she couldn't see him, she knew that he had a shit-eating grin on his face. He really loved to get under her skin. In fact he took great pleasure in doing so. That was one of the things that she loved about him. He always kept her on her toes. The friendly banter that went on between them made it that much more enjoyable when they made up.

"Come on Randy," she whined, "You know I hate when you do this to me."

Randy kept his mouth shut and kept on walking. A few more steps and they were at their destination. "Okay baby, you can take the blindfold off now."

Trish blinked her eyes a few times trying to adjust her eyesight. She scanned the area in awe. "Oh my God Randy! How? When?" She couldn't believe that he had done all of this. If she wasn't in love with him before, she certainly was now.

The scene in front of her was something out of an old movie that she had watched when she was a little girl. In front of her was a huge white gazebo that was adorned with beautiful lights that must have been left over from Christmas time. The moonlight shining down from the sky hit the bushes just right, casting a glow upon them. It was absolutely breathtaking.

Under the gazebo was a table set for two with champagne chilling. Rose petals were placed haphazardly on the steps leading up to the dinner area. In the middle of the table there was a glorious crystal vase filled with a dozen red roses. There was soft music playing in the background and a waiter standing at attention, waiting to take their order. It was perfect in every way. He didn't leave out one single detail.

"Oh my God Randy, I cannot believe that you did all of this for me?" "God this is amazing. It is so beautiful."

Randy took her hand and led her up the steps, sitting her down in her seat. Once she sat down, he pushed it in for her like the perfect gentleman. He kissed her softly on the lips before taking his seat on the opposite side of the table. "I don't think I told you tonight how beautiful that I think you look. You are the most beautiful woman in the world Trish and you are absolutely breathtaking this evening."

Trish swallowed the lump in her throat. She was getting all choked up by his words. He was such an amazing man and she was glad that she decided to give him a chance. For the first time in her life she knew that she was making the right decision. "You don't look so bad yourself," she whispered, a bit of seduction in her voice. "In fact, you look good enough to eat."

Randy got up from the table and headed over to his woman. "Dance with me Trish."

As if on command, Trish got up from the table and entered his embrace, resting her head on his shoulder. Randy held onto her tightly as they swayed back and forth to the music, the words of the song describing exactly how they feel about each other perfectly.

I don't need a lot of things
I can get by with nothin'
With all the blessings life can bring
I've always needed something
But I've got all I want when it comes to lovin' you
You're my only reason, you're my only truth

Randy was all that she wanted. She did still love Paul but he only managed to hurt her. Heck they always managed to hurt each other. With Randy she never felt that way. He did everything he could to please her in every way possible. She knew that with him he would always make her happy. She was sick to death of feeling sad all of the time. It wasn't fair to her or to Paul. They honestly made each other miserable. Randy was a breath of fresh air. He was her future and Paul was someone that she had to leave in the past. It was better that way.

I need you like water, like breath, like rain
I need you like mercy from Heaven's gate
There's a freedom in your arms, that carries me through
I need you
(whoa-oh)

Randy did need Trish. He needed her like he needed air to breath. He felt free when he had her wrapped up in his arms. She made it so easy to love her. She completed him in every way possible.

You're the hope that moves me
to courage again (oh yeah)
You're the love that rescues me
when the cold winds rage
And it's so amazin' 'cause that's just how you are
and I can't turn back now
'cause you've brought me too far

They didn't know what the future would bring them but they hoped and prayed that they would be doing it together.

I need you like water, like breath, like rain
I need you like mercy from Heaven's gate,
There's a freedom in your arms, yeah, that carries me through
I need you

When the song ended they pulled apart, both immediately feeling the loss. Randy eyed her carefully, noticing that the song affected her as well. He took her hand in his and led her back over to the table.

The waiter brought them their food as Randy had requested. He knew that she would be starved after the night's show. Trish always seemed to be hungry. Her stomach was like a bottomless pit. He didn't know where she put it all but she certainly was not ashamed to eat in front of him.

Trish's eyes grew wide with delight when she saw the feast that was set before them. She dug in right away, savoring every bite. They made small talk while they dined, simply enjoying each other's company. Their schedules were so hectic that they barely had time to think anymore so this was definitely a nice change of pace for the both of them.

The waiter cleared the dishes away once he was satisfied that they had finished eating. Once the table was cleared off, he brought out a dish of strawberries and set it on the table. Then went to work on getting the bottle of champagne opened. Once he popped the cork, he poured them each a glass of the chilled liquid.

Randy took one of the huge, ripened strawberries and gently placed it on Trish's lips. Trish parted her lips slowly before taking a bite of the succulent piece of fruit. Then washed it down with a sip of champagne.

They each took turns feeding each other the fruit until they finished off the bowl. Once they were all done Randy asked Trish to close her eyes again. This time she did so without any complaint. After what he did for her this evening, she would have done anything that he wanted.

Randy reached into his pocket and pulled out the gift that he bought for her. He wasn't very good at picking out jewelry so he hoped that she liked it. "Okay, open your eyes sweetie."

Trish opened her eyes and focused on the black box in front of her. She couldn't believe him. After all that he done for her during the evening, he still managed to blow her away. "Randy, you shouldn't have," she stated matter-of-factly. "Everything you have done so far tonight has been amazing. You didn't have to buy me anything."

"I know I didn't Trish but I wanted to." "I saw it and I thought of you immediately," he explained, placing the black, velvet box in her tiny hands. "Go ahead, open it."

Trish did what he had asked and opened up the box. "Wow, it is beautiful Randy. I can't believe that you bought this for me." She was so excited that she jumped up from the table and ran into his arms, hugging and kissing him all over.

"The diamonds in it are perfect just like you are."

Randy helped her put the bracelet on, loving how happy it made her. He loved to see her beautiful smile staring back at him. "The diamonds sparkle just like your eyes."

God he was killing her with kindness. She was so happy she wanted to cry. Never in a millions years did she think that a man could be so sweet. She truly did love him with all of her heart. "I love you Randy. God I love you with all of my heart."

"I love you too baby," he responded, before pressing his lips against hers. He gently sucked on her lower lip, begging for entrance. The kiss started out unhurried, soft and sweet but quickly turned more fervent, their desire for one another increasing. They kissed for a few more minutes before pulling apart, both gasping for air. Their need and want for each other very apparent. "What do you say we head on out of here babe?"

Trish nodded in agreement. She couldn't wait to get her hands all over him. She hoped that she could contain herself while they were in the limo.