Disclaimer: Don't own anyone but Aubrey.

Note: Thanks to all for reviewing. Hope you like this story. If you don't…oh well. I noticed no one is really reviewing my stories. In order for me to continue you people might wanna review…nah I'm just joshin with you people. I'll continue writing whether you review or not. It's just nice to hear what yall think of my stuff…now on to chapter 9.

Chapter 9

"Aubrey I swear I haven't cheated on you. If I would've cheated on you I wouldn't have been so mad about last night."

"Randy look at this."

Randy stood next to his wife and looked at the picture. Sure enough there was a picture of him sitting in a chair with a brunette straddling his lap. And there he was making out with this girl.

"Baby I swear…"

"Randy look closer at the girl."

Randy looked at the girl in the picture. It was then he noticed something…a certain something. The girl had a tattoo of a flaming sun on her lower back as well as a tattoo of a moon and a star on her right shoulder. Randy then realized who she was.

"Someone took a picture of you and me kissing and is now trying to pass it off as me cheating on you?"

Aubrey nodded and began laughing.

"Well if you knew it was you why'd you call me a bastard and hit my shoulder?"

"Cause I tried to tell you we needed to quit being so intimate in public like we are in this picture."

Randy leaned down and kissed his wife before wrapping his arms around her.

"You two realize you're gonna have to make a statement."

"Yes Mr. and Mrs. McMahon we do. Hell I am planning on suing this magazine."

Teresa who had left earlier came back in with a reporter from the National Enquirer who also happened to be the person who wrote the article in question. Aubrey turned and glared at the reporter.

"Are you the one who wrote this?"

"Yes I am. Sucks to be you."

Aubrey looked at the young woman in anger.

"Really and why is that?"

"Cause you can't keep your husband satisfied."

"So you think Randy cheated on me?"

"Picture proves it."

"No all your picture proves is stupidity on your own part."

"How so?"

Aubrey motioned for Randy to walk over. She had him hold the tabloid magazine.

"Ok look at your picture. See the two tattoos on this woman?"

"What about it?"

Aubrey took off her jacket revealing a white spaghetti strap shirt. She pulled the right strap down and then pulled up the back of her shirt.

"See these two tattoos on my shoulder and back? They're the exact same ones on the girl in your picture. So what you thought was my husband cheating on me was really us sharing an intimate moment."

Just as the reporter was about to reply, Aubrey held up her hand.

"No I am far by finished talking. What you are going to do is print the truth about this story and openly state you had your facts wrong. Also as soon as you get back to your office you can tell your editor or whatever the fuck he is that he can surely as hell be expecting a visit from my husband and I tomorrow morning. Oh and you can tell him also that our lawyer will be accompanying us."

The reporter nodded her head and ran out of the office. As soon as she was out of site, Randy pulled Aubrey into his arms and began rubbing her back in soothing circles.

"It's ok baby girl. Just calm down now ok?"

Aubrey nodded and sighed into his shoulder. Soon it was time for the races at Charlotte. Aubrey offered to sit on her brother's pit box during the Busch Race and the NEXTEL Cup race. Randy was standing outside of Junior's coach waiting for Aubrey to come out for the race. When she did, Randy stood in shock. Aubrey looked beautiful. She had on a fire suit that matched the one her brother was wearing. It hugged her curves wonderfully. Her reddish brown hair hung freely around her face blowing in the light breeze. Behind her Dale Earnhardt Jr Thunder sunglasses Aubrey noticed how Randy was looking at her and smiled.

"See something you like Mr. Orton?"

Randy smiled and pulled his wife into his arms and placed a kiss to her forehead.

"Well Mrs. Orton if you must know…"

"Oh I must."

"I was wondering where you got those fancy looking sunglasses."

"From my brother. They're Dale Earnhardt Jr Thunder sunglasses made by Gargoyles Eyewear."

"Do I want to know how much those were?"

"Nope. Come on we gotta get to the pits."

On the way there Aubrey got a little hot and stopped. Randy looked at her confused and then shock when she began to unzip her fire suit.

"Calm down honey. I've got clothes on under this."

Randy nodded and breathed in a sigh of relief when he saw the tank top she wore. As soon as they got to Junior's pit there was a NASCAR pit reporter waiting for them. Aubrey looked at Matt Yocum and sighed.

"Hey Matt."

Matt turned around and the smile that was on his face fell and he was confused when he saw Randy next to her.

"Hello Aubrey."

"Randy honey this is Matt Yocum. He's a reporter on the pit roads during race season. Matt this is my husband Randy Orton."

"Nice to meet you Mr. Yocum."

"You too Mr. Orton."

"Now Matt I know what you want to talk to us about so let's get it over with before my brother gets over here."

Matt nodded knowing that if Junior was here there'd be no interview. Once the camera began rolling on them during the pre-race session, Matt turned to Aubrey and Randy.

"Well Jeff I'm down here in Dale Earnhardt Jr's Budweiser pit with his sister Aubrey and his brother in law Randy. Now Aubrey there was a press conference last week where at the end you were showed a certain magazine. Now a retraction was printed, but it's left a lot of disbelief. Can you please explain the occurrences of the event?"

Aubrey paused before she answered the question. She was so angry about all of it, but she knew she couldn't curse on TV.

"Sure Jeff. After I was asked about the magazine Jade showed me the tabloid. Which first off everyone knows by now that most of the stuff they place in tabloids is all bull. This story about Randy cheating on me was as well. Since they couldn't see the face of the girl, they assumed it wasn't me. When I saw the picture on the cover and really got a good look at it. I noticed the girl in the pictures had two tattoos. And if you look at my lower back and my right shoulder you'll see that the girl in the picture was me. Randy has never cheated on me."

"Well we here at FX are very glad to help you clear this up Aubrey. We offer you both our congratulations on the marriage."

"Thank you Matt."

"So do you think your brother has a chance today?"

"I sure do Matt. He's got an excellent car today, and I predict you'll see him in Victory Lane today. And Matt you know what happens when I predict the winner unlike all of you guys…"

"You always end up predicting the winner."

"Exactly."

At that moment Junior came walking up. He'd seen the interview on TV and almost started laughing when Matt ended the interview and scurried away seeing him walk up. Junior looked at his sister and smiled.

"Nice shades AJ."

"You have more than plenty of them. See you even have a pair on."

"Smart ass."

"I learned from the best."

"Thanks AJ."

"I meant daddy."

"Ha ha AJ."

"Ya love me. You know ya do."

"Yeah whatever."

Sure enough as Aubrey predicted Junior had won the NEXTEL All-Star Challenge and a cool million dollars. Later that night, Aubrey walked into the kitchen of her house. The girls were having a girls' night while all the guys were at Junior's. She only hoped that Randy was alright over there. All the guys that were there minus Randy and John were all very close. When she made it into her kitchen she began laughing. Sitting around her dining room table was her brother's girlfriend Mikayla Roberts, DeLana Harvick, Katie Kenseth, Amanda, Danielle Hmiel, TJ Major's girlfriend Melanie Eury who was also her cousin, Buffy Waltrip, Tony Stewart's girlfriend Rayne Martin, and Elliott Sadler's girlfriend Lisa Connors.

"And just what are yall doing?"

Danielle Hmiel looked up at her friend Aubrey.

"Eating and talking about sex."

Aubrey walked over and took the donut her friend held out to her.

"I'd rather eat."

"Why red?"

"Well chica cause with eating you don't have to wait an hour for seconds."

All the girls busted out laughing at Aubrey's comment. Aubrey looked at Danielle and noticed she was smirking. She then looked at Amanda and noticed she was too.

"What?"

"I think we need to play our special version of NASCAR Monopoly."

"Are you two insane?"

"What is yall's version of Monopoly?"

Aubrey looked at Mikayla and sighed.

"Awhile ago chica, Dani, and me all made up our own version of Monopoly. We made a paper board that you place over the NASCAR board. There is a lot of truths, dares, and alcohol involved."

"So what are the rules?"

"Well Dee…to start off each player picks a piece. Normally you pick your boyfriend, fiancée, or husband. Then each player gets 2000 to start off with and your salary is 400. When you land on Go you get 800. When you land on Free Parking you get all money that's placed in the middle of the board, which consists of taxes, jail fees, and other fees I will explain later. Instead of Go To Jail it's Go To The Big Yellow Truck."

"What happens when you land on that?"

"Well Buffy when you land on Go To The Big Yellow Truck you must do either one shot and one dare or three shots and three truths. If you do a dare it must include your other half and there are times it'll involve handcuffs. That part is like the points you get deducted when you do something NASCAR doesn't like. The jail fees you must pay depend on eiter your answers for your truths or how well your dare was. When you land on a property you own you take one shot."

Amanda smirked at her friend Aubrey.

"And if you decide to trade properties?"

"As you see ladies each spot on this board is a driver's name. Although the board was changed to include John and Randy. If you are trading and you get the property you want there will be a dare you must do to that driver. Now as you all know all the drivers on this board are over at my brother's house."

The girls all agreed the game sounded like a good idea and began to play. Aubrey looked at the properties she owned. All she needed was the last red property, which was Elliott Sadler. Danielle looked at her friend and smirked. She had the property she needed.

"Dani I'll trade you Elliott for Shane."

"You know what that means."

Aubrey sat and it hit her. That meant she had to do something to Elliott.

"Shit. Guys I can't do anything with Elliott…"

"Then you can't have the property Aubrey. As much as I would love to bend the rules for you I can't."

"Shit! Dammit! Alright fine."

Aubrey and Danielle traded properties and then drew a card from the dare pile.

"Oh Randy is gonna kill me."

"What's it say red?"

"Get the man you want all hot and bothered by handcuffing his hands behind his back. Then proceed to give him a lap dance. Shit guys I haven't even given Randy a lap dance. Hell we haven't even had sex but once."

"What?"

"He wants to wait until we get to his house. He knows Elliott and I have had sex in my bed, so he wants to wait for us to break in the new bed he ordered."