A/N: I'm getting a crap load of death threats! AHHHH! lol. I'm scared for my life, now. But thank you so much for telling me about the song or else I'd be POOF! Gone JUST LIKE THAT! lol. I love it when Trish says that! Damn Viscera, they need to bring her back on the show! If Randy can't come back for a few more months then bring back my other favorite person! lol. But anyway, thanks for the reviews! Oh Jhanelle, I am going to e-mail you girl, it's just I'm at my moms and I don't have an e-mail address here but I'll be at my dads Sunday and will definately e-mail you then! Promsie!

Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING!


Trish held on tightly to her mug as she sat down on the couch. She was back home finally. The WWE was in Toronto for two days and she decided to take advantage of it and stay at her lovely house she did up while she was hurt or on vacation. She turned on her forty two inch big screen plasma television and began to flip through the hundreds upon hundreds of channels she had. Trish sighed and sipped at the steamy coffee. It burned her tongue. She had been depressed for days after Randy had delivered the horrible news to her. He was with Dawn Marie. Trish was beside herself with anger and sadness. She loved him and he knew that and he riped her heart out and tore it into tiny pieces. As Trish found something good to watch, the doorbell rang. She jumped at the noise but set her coffee on the coffee table beside the white Italian leather couch and stood up. She brought her robe closer to her body and walked into the large foyer. Beyond the glass door she saw two people standing there. Trish pushed the intercom button.

"Trish? Can we come in?"

"Oh my God... is that you?" Trish asked in amazement.

"Yeah, I think we need to talk, all of us..."

Trish let go of the button and opened the front door slowly. She couldn't believe her eyes. It was Amy and Chris.

"Come in, come in. Let me get you something to drink. Coffee?" Trish offered nervously. What are they doing here? They can barely stand being in the same arena as me, let alone the same room. Trish thought anxiously.

"Two black coffees, please." Chris said quietly. Trish nodded and hurried off to make it. Chris and Amy settled themselves in the living room. Trish walked in a few minutes later with steam coming from the coffee cups.

"Here you are..." She said as she handed them their coffee. She then stelled herself onto the couch and propped her feet covered with cow slippers up on the table in front of the long couch.

"Trish, not to be critical or anything since we're not friends anymore, but you don't look good." Amy pointed out. Trish ducked her head and sighed.

"Yeah, I know... but that's not the point. Not to be rude, but why are you guys here? You hate me, remember?" Trish said, stuffing her hands in her rob pockets. Amy and Chris glanced at each other before Chris spoke up.

"That's what we came here to talk to you about. You see, we...we uh... want to know if... Amy, you finish..." Chris said hastily, letting Amy take the floor.

"We want to know if maybe youi'd like to hang out with us sometime. You know, just to talk and stuff. Maybe watch movies..."

"Like old times..." Trish finished her sentence for her. Amy nodded with a smile on her face. Trish felt tears coming back but wondered if this was really happeneding. Inside of her robe she pinched herself and found it was real.

"Ah... alright. I guess we could make this work." Then Trish thought of Randy. She felt tears sting her eyes again and knmew they both saw it as well.

"Trish, what's wrong? You can tell us."

"But..."

"No buts! Nomatter who it's about, you can tell us."

"Randy and me had sex like twice and we're all couple-y but then a week ago today he came in snapping at me and told me he was seeing Dawn Marie after we have sex like two times the previous night." Trish was angered by the thought. Amy stood and walked over to Trish and patted her back soothingly.

"Forget that bastard. You can have more fun with your friends anyway!" Chris yelled. He picked up the remote and began to flip through the channels.

Friends? As in people who actually care and love you? Oh God, I'm going to cry. They actually want to be my friends again. I'm so damn happy right now! God, thank you so much. Adam, you had to have something to do with this. I know you did. I love you and always will, no matter what. You brought your friends back together and for that I praise you. Trish thought happily as they sat watching a movie. Then, the phone rang. Amy answered it.

"Hello?"

"Amy? What are you doing there?"

"Is it any of your damn business, Orton?" Amy snapped. Trish's head snapped towards Amy as she heard Randy's last name and shook her head. She had nothing to say to him.

"No, but I really want to talk to Trish." Randy pleaded.

"How about hell no! You already hurt her enough! Why don't you go let Dawn Marie suck your cock or something?" And with that she hung up on him. Trish hugged her tight and took in a deep breath.

"You're so awesome, Ames." Trish murmured. Amy nodded.

"I had to do it. It was for a friend." Amy replied, tears coming to her hazel eyes. Chris yelped and turned up the TV louder.

"Look at me! I'm such a sexy beats on TV! Holy hell! I'm hot! If I was a ring rat and saw him, I'd so do him." Chris said loudly. Amy snorted.

"That's pretty disgusting, Chris." She said. Trish nodded in agreement. The phone rang again and Amy did the honors of answering it.

"Hello?" She drawled.

"I heard what you said about me!" Dawn yelled. Trish grabbed the phone from Amy and growled.

"Listen, you tramp, you don't have the right to call my house yelling! You had to go and steal Randy away from me and now, you'll pay sooner or later. I swear on Adam's grave you'll get what comign to you!" Trish yelled. Dawn scoffed.

"Yeah, I bet I will, Miss Whore. So now, leave my man alone and get your own! Well, go suck one of your mens cocks somewhere..." Dawn said maliciously. Trish glared angrily at the TV.

"Actually, that's your job. So, you may want to get to it then go work your corner because I know a lot of people are missing out on some slutty action!" Trish screamed into the phone! Then she hung up, tired of Dawn Marie's bull shit. Chris and Amy stared at her distraught form.

"Dammit, I hate her!" Trish yelled, punching the pillow. Amy nodded and put an arm around her shoulders.

"We all do, sweetie." She reminded her. Trish nodded and calmed down again.

At Dawn Marie's home in New Jersey, she sat on her bed, waiting for Randy. He walked in with a gloomy look on his face and walked over to his suitcase. Dawn gave him an annoyed look and wondered where he was going. She stood up and walked over to him and gave a seductive smile before spinning him around.

"Where ya going, hot cakes?" She asked. Randy shrugged.

"Walking." He muttered as he pulled out some socks from his bag. Dawn pouted slightly.

"You know, sex is the best way to stay in shape." She commented as he pulled on his socks. Randy shrugged.

"So what are you trying to say?" He knew exactly what she wanted but he didn't want to give it to her.

"Stay home, relax, let me do all of the work." With that Dawn pounced on him and ripped off his basketball shorts. She went through his boxers and her mouth enveloped him in one stroke. Randy groaned before pushing her off, disgusted by her actions.

"Dawn, I can't let you do that. You're just too...too slutty for me." Randy said as he pulled on his shorts again. Dawn gaped at him and shook her head.

"And you think that Trish isn't too slutty for you! Have you seen the guys she's fucked?" Dawn yelled, now angry.

"Actually, she hasn't fucked anyof them. It's none of your business so stay the hell out of it!" Randy yelled. He zippd up his suitcase and walked out of the room. He pulled it down the stairs and to the front door. Dawn ran after him.

"Randy! Don't leave me! Please! Randy!" She screeched at the top of her lungs. Randy just walked out of the door, knowing she was being overdramatic.

The next day Trish danced around in the club Amy and Chris had taken her to. She was glad to be out of the house and so much happier that she got her friends back. They still had stuff to work out but they were slowly becoming best friends again. She found Amy and they began to grind up on each other before Chris walked over with Shelton Benjamin.

"Woah!" Chris yelled, not breaking them up. Shelton glared at Chris. Amy and Trish stopped to see what they wanted.

"What?" Amy yelled over the music.

"We have to go! Someone's here for her!" Shelton said as he pointed to Trish. Then she spotted Jay, Tyson Tomko, and Gail Kim searching through the crowd. They walked off quickly and began to run through the crowd. Once outside, they all were breathing hard. That's when they noticed that Gail Kim was standing right there. Trish gasped and Amy had to hold her back from attacking her.

"What the hell do you want, slut?" Amy asked, her voice filled with malice.

"That's simple, Trish." Gail said, stepping closer. Chris pushed her back and grabbed Trish's hand, preparing to run.

"Too damn bad that you can't get her!" He yelled before sweeping away with her. Amy and Shelton followed close behind, not knowing that Gail had called Tyson and Jay outside. Trish looked backa nd screamed as she saw them running after her and closed her eyes, knowing she was going to be taken.

"Get back here, you whore!" Jay yelled as they began to catch up. Just then someone stepped out of the shadows and pounced on the twomen. Shelton saw and ran back to help him fight off the bastards.

"Who the hell?" Amy murmured. Once at their car, they turned to look at the brawl. They couldn't see the man's face in the dark since he had on a hood but that was soon torn off. Trish gasped and began to run towards him, her feet carrying her as fast as she could run. Chris took off after her, grabbing her by the waist and pulling her back.

"Chris! Let me go! He's going to get hurt!" She yelled. Chris shook his head and brought her back so Amy could also hold onto her.

"Trish, he's going to be okay. Just lets wait and see..." Amy suggested. Then, the fight was over. Jay and Tyson took off running with Gail in hot pursuit. Chris and Amy released Trish who ran towards the two men leaning against a building wall. She hugged Shelton tightly before breaking away the hug and looked to the man to his left.

"What are you doing here, Randy?" She asked quietly. He took in a deep breath.

"I made a mistake by leaving. I never should have..." He murmured. Trish smiled at him and threw her arms around his neck, hugging him. Randy groaned and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her as close to him as he could. They didn't need to speak any words. They knew that they were home. Chris, Amy, and Shelton watched silently before limbing into the car.

"We'll be at your house, Trish!" Chris called as they drove past them. Trish nodded and looked deep into Randy's eyes.

"You know I never stopped loving you once you left." She said softly. Randy nodded.

"Neither did I. But I was scared something bad would happen to us so I left with the one person you never suspected. I left her to come here because I knew that my heart would always be with you..." He then leaned down and captured her lips in a soft kiss. Trish deepened it before pulling away and smiling.

"Let's head back to my house. They don't have a key so they can't get inside." Trish laughed and let Randy slip his arm around her waist and walked her towards his car.


A/N: IT'S A HAPPY CHAPTER! Yay! We are all happy now! lol. Trish and Randy are like almost together now! Woo hoo!lol. Well anyway, thanks again for the reviews! Read and review, as always!

Preview:

"Randy..."

"Trish, what's wrong?"

"I feel sick. My stomach is really hurting and I have a serious headache. I...I didn't want to tell you but I threw up blood earlier..." She murmured before passing out.