Title: Solving Problems (9?)
Rating: We'll go for a nice safe R, M in parlance
Content: mentions of domestic violence, drug use, swearing, sex
Disclaimer: Don't own any of the characters mentioned herein, except for Laura, no offence meant.
Summary: Laura hasn't been around the wrestlers of the WWE for a while. When she returns, things have changed, schisms have formed, and all is not well. Can she sort things out?
A/N: Thanks once again for all the reviews. All concrit is welcome, I'm not going to run off screaming if you say something negative grins. These next few chapters will be somewhat saccarine, but don't fear, I'm going my contrary way towards drama, angst and excitement.

Laura couldn't believe how easily everyone had accepted her getting with Randy. She knew people were gossiping behind her back, but in a way she felt that was a good thing, as previous gossip, about Lita and Edge, was now forgotten, for now at least. The other girls were wary, but when they saw how happy she was, they pretty much accepted it straight away. An added bonus was that as they saw Randy treating her with respect, they learned to trust him again. The girls had bonded too, finally realising that Christy worked as hard as the rest of them and deserved their respect. They all finally realised that they were all in the same boat, and the support that Christy had been lending Lita hadn't gone unnoticed.

For the most part, the WWE was mostly back on an even keel. There were still a few problems, namely Edge, and Batista, but they in themselves weren't enough to cause a major schism or issue. Mostly because Edge was so over the top in his behaviour no one took him seriously, and Batista was so subtle that most people didn't notice.

Laura noticed that Batista wasn't happy though. She'd seen the changes in his demeanour after Hunter and Steph had announced they were having a baby, the sadness in his eyes. She wanted to talk to him, but he seemed so unapproachable she never really got the chance. She hoped that someone would talk to him, as it wasn't good to see the dark shadows beneath the champion's eyes, the lethargy in his demeanour. People didn't notice it now, but they would soon.

Laura also couldn't believe how good life with Randy was. It had been a month now, and it wasn't just the big things that made her happy, like waking up next to him, it was the little things too: sharing jokes, finding out that Randy was a closet Fozzy fan, the little things that made life so special. The things that, when you were on your own, you didn't realised that you missed.

Randy's career was going well too, he was in the main event of that night's Pay Per View, in a cage match against Chris Jericho. Laura had been around wrestling long enough to know the risks and dangers of each type of match, but knew that Randy and Chris would put on a fantastic show but not go too crazy. She still worried about both of them though, as anything could go wrong.

"Be careful love," she kissed Randy gently and massaged his shoulders. He always got pumped before a match, and Laura had proved surprisingly adept at keeping him calm.

"Always babe," he took one of her hands and kissed the palm, "don't worry about me. It's Chris you have to worry about, I'm gonna kick his ass."

She giggled, "I know you will. Wanna go out to celebrate afterwards?"

"You're that sure I'm gonna win?"

"Of course. I love Chris, but he's got nothing on you."

At that point Chris walked over. He'd heard the end of the conversation, and mocked pouting, "girl, you used to have faith in me."

"I do. My boy's just younger and stronger is all."

Chris looked at Randy, "she used to be my biggest fan you know."

"And now she's mine." There was no malice in any of the words, it was all gentle banter, but Laura really felt important when Randy put his arm around her like he did just then.

"Be safe, both of you," the young brunette kissed Chris' cheek affectionately, and then turned to her boyfriend, "Good luck babe."

"Thank you. Are you watching the show with Hunt and Steph?"

"Yeah, I should get over there now." Reluctantly she tore herself away from her man, and made her way over to sit with the happy couple.

The match was brutal. Laura spent most of it hiding her eyes, with Steph describing what was going on. Hunter laughed at the girls, in between making notes on Randy's technique and execution of several moves. He had always been able to see real talent in the young man, and although there had been a time when Randy thought he knew it all, he was now more than willing to accept Hunter's tuition and help.

The rules of the match were simple, first one out of the cage was the winner. Randy had climbed the cage about half way, before Chris pulled him backwards and he fell heavily onto the floor. Laura cringed, it had sounded painful. The next time she looked up Chris was mashing Randy's face into the cage, and there was blood everywhere.

"Don't worry babe, I think half that blood is Chris'," Steph reassured her, although that in itself was hardly a reassurance.

"I hate it when they hurt themselves like that."

Hunter looked over to Laura, "he'll be OK, look's like he's about to win anyway." She looked at the monitor to see him RKO Chris for the second time, and then slide out of the cage door, arms raised in victory.

She allowed a smile to flash across her face. He was OK, at least, and he'd won again. Hunter was nodding approvingly.

"Are you letting him practice on you? He's getting better and better at executing some of those more difficult moves." He laughed as Laura blushed, "on second thoughts, don't answer that."

"I'm going to meet him back," Laura said to Steph, "I'll see you later, yeah?"

She rushed over to the entrance curtain, where Randy had just come through. He was limping a little, and immediately grabbed a towel to wipe the blood from his face.

"Hey Laura," he immediately spotted his girlfriend and limped over to her, "was I good?"

"You know you were. You OK love?"

He nodded, "I'm fine. My knee's a little sore, and my head hurts, but I'll live."

She looked at him with great concern, "there was a lot of blood, you sure you're ok?"

"Yeah. Should get to the trainer's office really, see if I need stitches."

"I'll meet you there, yeah? Just wanna see if Chris is OK."

"Sure, see you in a little while." He leaned down to kiss her, and then laughed, "I'd best not, don't want to mess up your face with all this blood."

"I don't care."

"I do. I'll make it up to you later, promise."

Chris was then helped through by a couple of referees, slumping into a waiting chair. Laura ran over and knelt down beside him. He looked at her through drowsy eyes. "Shouldn't you be with Randy?"

"I wanted to make sure that you were OK first, that was brutal."

"I'm fine. Your boyfriend's a talented guy."

"So are you. Sure you're OK? Want some help to the trainer's office?"

"I'll be fine babe. Honestly. You go see Randy, I'll catch up with you later."

She nodded and stood up. Suddenly, she felt a little dizzy. Chris noticed that something was wrong.

"Laura, honey, you alright?"

She blinked a few times and shook her head, "yeah, I'm fine, must have got up a bit too quickly."

"OK, well take care babe."

She walked slowly to the trainer's office, suddenly not feeling too great. It had been a long day, she reasoned, she was probably just tired. Trish had been suffering from flu last week, she'd probably caught that off her.

She knocked on the door of the trainer's office and walked in. Randy was just getting his head stitched up, while holding an ice pack to his knee. He was wincing as the needle went through his skin, but smiled as she made her way over to him.

She grinned at the trainer, "will he live?"

"If he stops fidgeting. Who'd have thought a big guy like this could be such a baby when it came to stitches."

Laura rolled her eyes, "aw bless."

Randy winced again as the trainer tied the final knot in the stitches. "There, all done. Keep ice on your knee for a while longer, and rest it tonight. Should be fine in the morning."

He nodded, then turned to Laura, "how's Chris?"

"He's fine, exhausted but OK." Suddenly, she felt herself blacking out again. She gripped hold of Randy but it was too late, and she collapsed onto the floor.

"Laura?" Ice and sore knee forgotten, he jumped down next to her. "Babe, shit, what's going on?"

The trainer helped him to pick her up and lay her onto the medical trolley. He checked her pulse, it was slow but steady. Slowly her eyes fluttered open.

"What happened?" She whispered, trying to sit up.

"Stay where you are angel, you collapsed."

She focussed on Randy, all at once hating herself for the pain etched on his face, "babe, I'm fine… I think I'm just coming down with flu or something."

The trainer shook his head, "Laura, your blood pressure is extremely low. You should go to hospital, get yourself checked out."

She went to shake her head, but Randy put his hand over hers, "you're going babe. I just paged Steph, she's on her way, she's gonna sit with you while I get changed, and then we're gonna take you to the hospital. No arguments."

"I'm sorry Randy."

"What for?" The young man caressed her cheek gently,

"For being trouble," she closed her eyes, worried and anxious.

"You're not trouble angel, I love you and I want you to be OK."

"You love me?" It was the first time Randy had said that to her.

"Yeah, I do."

Steph ran into the room, "Laura sweetie, what happened?" She ran to her friend's side. "Randy, is she OK?"

"She collapsed. We're gonna take her to the hospital, get her checked over. Stay with her while I go put some clothes on."

Steph nodded and Randy ran off, his bad knee forgotten now. She turned to her friend, "Laura, you should have said if you didn't feel well."

"I was fine… all of a sudden everything went black, next thing I know I'm here."

Randy was back in a couple of minutes, "I've thrown our stuff in the car, come on babe. Steph, will you tell Hunter and Chris? I'd guess they'll want to come check on Laura, if not I can call them later. You gonna ride with us?"

"They'll want to be there. I'll ride with them, you take care of her."

Randy nodded, and scooped up his girlfriend in his arms. She wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face into his shoulder. She didn't want any of this, she just wanted to sleep.