Author's Note: Okay, I understand the last chapter was a little graphic and violent, I have never written anything like that before, I feel like I pulled it off though. I'm sorry if it disturbed anyone, but I think it turned out as a good way to express Stacy's emotions as well as Scott's intents. Despite all that, I do hope you liked it and that you thought it fit in well with the story. Thanks for reading! Oh, and btw, I added a few new banners up at the site in my profile… so check em out and let me know what ya think! Thanks to Liz for contributing!

Chapter 7

Randy watched with surprise as Stacy allowed herself to be dragged out of the bar by her boyfriend. She hadn't said a word since Scott had walked in, and as he hauled her out, Randy took the look on her face as a cry for help.

All Randy knew was that he'd do anything for that woman, even though it seemed as if he hardly knew her. She was absolutely gorgeous on the inside and out, but she was hiding herself; hiding behind fear and terror. Randy had never felt more determined in his life as he did now. He was going to stop Scott, whether Scott liked it or not, he just couldn't bear to see Stacy hurt.

The young man walked briskly to the booth he'd been sitting at, grabbed his black leather jacket and sped out the door. Making his way across the parking lot, he searched in hispocket for his car keys…

…After asking the hotel clerk at the entrance of the hotel about the location of the room, Randy instantly ran in the direction of the elevator. As it climbed up ten whole floors, time seemed to move in slow motion. The young wrestler fidgeted with his hands, becoming very impatient.

'Every moment wasted in this damn elevator just means Stacy could be hurt worse…' he thought.

"Ding…Ding…Ding…" rang the bell in the elevator as it finally reached its destination. In a hurry to get out, Randy pushed the doors open and momentarily paused in the hallway, searching for the room number. Once he found it he nearly threw himself at the door, releasing his fury on it as if it were the victim. His fists slammed onto the oak wood, the hammering thuds echoing through the halls.

Scott walked to the door with the knife gripped tightly in his hand, not noticing or caring about his collapsed girlfriend on the floor. He cautiously turned the knob before realizing the door was still locked. After unlatching the locks and slipping the chains out from their designated spots, Scott opened the door, a mask of surprise covering his face.

"What the hell do you want, Orton?" Scott inquired, sounding annoyed.

Randy, spotting the knife Scott grasped securely in his right hand, screamed, "What did you do to her? Where is Stacy?"

"Oh, you're here to save the love of your life? Get real. News flash – she's got a boyfriend, so back off," replied Scott, adding a little shove to Randy's chest at the end of his comment for emphasis. Randy responded by shoving Scott with extreme force, causing him to hit his head powerfully on the floor and knocking him down flat on his back.

"I'm not here to start a fight," retaliated Randy. Taking advantage of Scott's few minutes of temporary unconsciousness, Randy stepped over his fallen body, walking towards Stacy. There were shards of glass, tiny pieces that shined and sparkled in the lightfrom the window, all over the floor. Hovering over her for a moment, Randy fell to his knees and leaned down at Stacy's side. His eyes were brimming with tears as his heart shattered into a million pieces. It killed him inside to see the woman he loves seem lifeless beside him.

Unexpectedly, he noticed a slight flash of movement on the blonde's gorgeous facial features. Stacy's eyes fluttered, and opened little by little. She let them wander around the room for a minute, to get a feel for her surroundings. As she looked to her left,Stacy caught sight of Randy leaning down beside her aching figure.

"What are you doing here?" the light whisper escaped from her lips. She gazed at him, wonder noticeable in her stunning eyes; a slight smile of happiness brightening her confused expression.

"Shh, don't worry about that now," Randy replied soothingly, gently pressing a finger to her parted lips.

"Randy, I'm scared," she managed to utter before slowly beginning to slip into unconsciousness once again.

"I know, baby, I'm sorry about all this," he said in a soft voice as he ran his hand through her soft, blonde hair and laid a tender kiss on her forehead. Randy gently scooped her up into his arms, his left arm supporting her head and shoulders while his right was under her bent knees.

Careful not to step on Scott, Randy managed to make it out of the trashed hotel room unharmed, with Stacy safely in his arms. Once the elevator reached the tenth floor, the doors slithered open, revealing an empty elevator. Randy stepped inside and situated himself in the center of the rather colorless rectangular space as he gazed at Stacy longingly.

'I hope this shows her how much I care about her…' he thought, 'and if Scott ever thinks about approaching her again, he's got another thing coming.' Anger welled up in the pit of his stomach just thinking about the heartless man - if you'd even really call him that. 'Honestly, how the hell did she ever get with that idiot? He must have nofeelings whatsoever…'

Randy looked at Stacy's slim body cuddled up in his arms. She just seemed so sweet and innocent, like she'd never done anything to deserve what she'd gotten. He lifted her up slightly and pressed a soft kiss on her lips, getting a slight taste of blood in his mouth. To his surprise, he noted the cut on her lips for the first time. While the slight cuts on her arm, which he assumed were from the glass, were rather obvious, the one on her lips hadn't been quite as apparent. Worry overtook him as he wondered what exactly had gone on in that room, but only Stacy knew the answers to that.

'Right this second, my only worry should be getting her to the hospital fast enough,' he lectured himself.

A/N: Thanks tons for your patience, and thanks millions to my loyal reviewers!! I love you guys! If you didn't already read it in my profile, I just wanted to mention that I probably won't be updating for a good week at least because of midterms and then a birthday party. I'll start writing the next chapter as soon as I can and do bits and pieces to get it done crosses fingers hopefully!