A/N Hey guys! Okay This is it - the epilogue. This all takes place in one day just so you know.

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Epliogue

There she was, 6:00 on a foggy morning, with flowers in hand, in sweatpants and a pink sweatshirt. She knelt down to something she thought she would never have see this early. Something she didn't want to see ever. It was the kind of thing you never wish on anybody no matter how much you hated that person. Trish took her eyes off of what she was blanky staring at to look at the flowers and put them down. After she set them down, she kissed her hand and placed her hand on the headstone of Dave Batista. Her once friend turned lover turned somewhat enemy. Right when the first tears left her eyes, she left with a simple good-bye.

She climbed in her car and drove to the house. When she parked her car in the driveway, she sat there for a couple of minutes. She looked dows at the diamond ring on her left hand. She was really engadged to Randy Orton. Randy Orton, the man who she once hated is now her love of her life. Once she decided it was time to head in the house, she got up out of her car and walked into the house. It was still slightly dark out which made the house dark also. Trish quietly walked up the stairs to their room only to find Randy sound asleep in bed. She walked to the bathroom and took off her clothes. She remained silent as she stepped into the shower. She just stood there under the steaming hot water. She didn't want to wake Randy, so she made the shower quick. When she got out, she put back on her pajamas and slippers.

When she got to the kitchen, the aroma of coffee made her crave a cup of it. She took out a cup and poured the hot liquid into the cup. Trish sat down at the table and just thought about everything in her life, the man she was going to marry, her job, her friends, Dave. Dave Batista. God how she missed him. No matter how much she loves Randy, Dave will always have a special place in her heart. After all, he was one of the main reasons she decided to quick drinking herself to sleep every night. It was the ending that was all messed up. Soon after she felt the tears forming behind her eyes, she quickly thought about something different. She just didn't want to feel the pain anymore.

Randy awoke to find himself alone in the bed, he turned to the clock to see it was only 7:00 in the early morning. He climbed out of the bed with only his boxers on. He could smell the coffee and knew Trish must be in the kitchen. He walked out and found Trish sitting at the table. She was in a complete trance, staring at the coffee cup as if it was the most interesting thing on the planet, mesmorizing its every detail.

"Hey Babe" Randy said as he walked to Trish.

"Oh hi sleepyhead." Trish said unenthused.

"Who are you calling sleepyhead? It's like 7 in the morning." Randy joked.

"It is? Oh sorry if I woke you up. I didn't relise it was that early. I just couldn't sleep."

"Sweetie, you didn't wake me. What are you thinking about?"

"You know what." Trish said as she looked Randy in the eye.

"Umm.. no I don't think I know. Why can't you just tell me."

"It's been one year to the day."

"Since?" Trish was stunned at Randy, how could he not know? Did he forget?

"Dave." Trish knew she only had to say one word for Randy to get it.

"Oh god babe I'm so sorry about bringing it up. I forgot. God it's already been a year. Wow."

"Yeah I know."

"Well did you already go-"

"To the grave? Yeah I went earlier. I just put down some flowers and left." Trish lied. She was there for a good half hour, but she didn't want Randy to know that.

"Oh really? Well that's good."

"You know, um, can we change the subject. I just don't want to talk about that right now."

"Oh yeah sure babe." Randy finally sat down at the table. After that being said, there was a moment of silence.

"So," Trish started, "What are you going to do today?"

"I am planning on going to lunch with Hunter, and Ric. Is that okay with you?"

"Yeah I guess it's okay. What time are you leaving?"

"Umm.. like around 11:00. What are you going to do today, besides sit around all day."

"I was planning on going shopping today with Stacy and Lillian."

"Really? Well, I better take a shower and get ready for the day."

"Yeah. You should I mean you are still in your boxers and you've been up for what a half hour?" Trish kissed Randy as he got up from the table.

Randy and Trish both took their time to get ready. Trish made breakfast for herself and Randy as he took a shower. By the time he was done, she had already finished eating. Randy just started eating as she was cleaning up.

"Hey Randy, can I ask you something?"

"Anything." Randy said though a mouthful of food.

"Well I was just, I, aren't you all upset by what today is? I mean you haven't showed any kind of emotion so far about it. What's wrong?"

"Trish don't do this again. I am sad about today, but you have to just get to a point where you move on and just get on wtih your life."

"Why?" Trish said in a stern voice.

"Trish, baby,-"

"You know of all people, I would think you would be affected by what happened with Dave. I mean you were one of his best fucking friends."

"Okay you know what? I will tell you this one time okay? I do care and I am sad, but I'm not going to mope around all fucking day just because it's been one year since his death. Yes he was a friend, and yes I am sad, but I have to get an with my life. Maybe you should to."

"What do you mean by that?" Trish seemed afended by that last sentence.

"Damn it Trish, it has been one fucking year. One year and you are still crying almost every night about that. I mean God Trish get over it. I really don't understand why you are like this. Maybe it's just because you fucked him and I obviously didn't. Maybe that's why you are so emotionly attached to him. I don't know but you need to get over this."

"So that's it? You just don't care anymore? You know, I don't want to do this right now. I don't want to fight today. So let's just leave this alone now." Trish walked out of the kitchen in a hurry.

"That's fine with me." Randy said as he finished his meal.

Trish and Randy didn't talk for the rest of the morning. Trish watched TV in the bedroom while Randy played the XBox in the basement. The two kept their distance from each other, which was usual for them. Whenever they fought, they kept away from each other for a while then they would make up. At 10:45, Randy had to leave to meet the guys. Trish hung around for another hour before she left to meet up with Stacy and Lillian at the mall.

"Randy, man what's up man? How's it been going?" Hunter said as he walked up to Randy along with Ric.

"Hey guys, it's been going good. What's up with you guys?"

"Nothing much." Ric said.

"So, who's hungry for some lunch?" Hunter asked the guys as they all went into the resturant.

The guys all ordered their food. As they were waiting for their food, they started to chat it up some more.

"So Randy, how's the girl been doing today?" Hunter asked Randy as he drank some of his water.

"Trish? Well, I guess she is okay. I can't really tell. I mean from what she told me she got up early, went to the grave but only stayed to put some flowers on it, and then came home."

"She went to the grave alone?" Ric asked.

"Well I'm guessing she did. She didn't wake me up. She was also acting a little off this morning. One minute she was somewhat happy, the next she's screaming at me because she thought I don't care about what today really is. It's confusing me a bit." Hunter and Ric both noticed the confused look on Randy's face.

The waitress brought each guy their food along with more water.

"Well kid, it is I guess." Hunter tried his best to console the young man, but didn't know what to say. "I know it must be hard for her because she was romantically involved with him and all."

"Yeah I brought that up this morning in our little fight, and she bit my head off. What should I do guys? I don't really like it when we fight. I always think that she is going to leave me one day because we fight to much."

"Ran, if you have to learn one thing about women its just give them time to cool off and think things through a bit, ya know let them process whatever you and her were fighting about. Thats what I do with Steph whenever we fight. I leave her alone for a couple of hours, then I talk to her about it later."

"That's a good idea, maybe tonight I'll try to talk it over with her." Randy said as he took another bite of his food.

"Hey Girls whats up?" Trish ran across the street to meet Lillian and Stacy at the mall.

"Oh my GOD you look awesome! Being with Randy really must transform you." Lillian was stunned at her friend's change.

"Thanks Lill, so are we ready to shop or what?"

"HELL YES!" Stacy shouted as she tried to catch up with the two other girls.

The three girls walked around from store to store before they found one with the clothes they all like. When they got there, they started to try on clothes left and right.

"Trish,"

"Yes Stace, what is it?"

"Umm.. How are you today? With the whole Dave thing."

"Well," Trish started as she spoke through the curtains of the changing room. " I'm okay. I guess I just.. I... don't know." Trish mumbled

"What do you mean 'I don't know'?" Lillian asked though another curtain.

"Well, you see I'm okay it's just I just have so many feelings right now. I'm engadged to a man I love so much, my job is going spetacular, and it's been one year since Dave's death. I guess it's just mixed feelings, that's all."

"Trish, I'm sorry for bringing this up. I know how hard this must be for you to talk about it and all."

"Oh Stace, don't worry about it. I acually think it helps if I talk about it more." Trish walked out of the little dressing room.

"So whatcha think?" Trish slowly spun around and then gave a quick model-like pose.

"I think it looks a lot better tham what I look like" Lillian sadly sad as she stepped out in what looked like a rocker chick gone wrong- very wrong.

"Well, you, I mean, you still look really pretty." Stacy slowly said as she tried to cover up how bad it really looked.

"Yeah. I love how you did your hair." Trish nodded to agree with Stacy.

"Ohh thanks guys." Lillian said unenthused as she turned around back into the dressing room to get out of that outfit.

" I like yours Trish. Its very pretty."

"Oh Thanks Stace. Yeah I think I'm going to buy this. Are you coming Lill?"

"Yeah I think I'll just get the necklace and some earings today."

As the girls walked up to the cash regester to pay, they ran into some fans so they signed a few autographs. They finally paid and went back to their cars and went their seprate ways for today. Trish drove back home. As she pulled up in the driveway, she noticed Randy's car was already there. She wondered why he was home so early. Whenever he went out with the guys, he would always stay out for most of the day. But today, he was only out for a few hours. Trish got out of the car and walked to the door. As soon as she walked through the doorway, she was met by Randy, who greeted her with a passionate kiss.

"Oh hello to you too. What are you doing home so soon?"

"Well, I wanted to talk with you. I need you to understand something."

"Okay well, why don't we go into the livng room and talk." Trish and Randy both made their way to the couch and sat down beside each other.

"Trish, baby, I just want to let you know that I may not know exactly how you are feeling, but I feel the same way about Dave as you do, okay? I am sad that he's not with us anymore, but I just have a different way of showing my feelings."

"Randy, I know, I know. Maybe I was just too emotional this morning to understand that. Everything has just happened so fast, I just needed time to calm down and rethink some things." Trish sad not wanting to make eye contact with him.

"What do you mean rethink?"

"What I mean by that is just maybe you're right, I just need to move on. It has been a year and so many other great things have gone dowm in my life. I can't just be stuck on one devestating moment in my life." This tima Trish did make eye contact with Randy.

"Babe, you do what ever makes you feel good."

"Listen Randy, how would you like it if we both went to the grave together? Like right now."

"What, are you sure you want to do this? We don't have to if it's going to make you feel uncomfortable."

"I want to."

"Well lets go then."

Randy and Trish went outside to see it had became cloudy and stormy looking. Randy drove while Trish just watched the scenery go by as they headed to the grave. When they arrived, they walked to the grave hand in hand. They took a moment to stop at other graves before heading to Dave's. They walked to the grave and stopped.

"Here it is." Trish said with a hint of sadness in her voice, which was effident to Randy.

"Baby are you okay? We can leave if you want."

"No we have to do this." Trish paused to rethink what she just said. "I have to do this." She restated.

"God there are so many memories between us that I remember." Randy finally said. Trish noticed he was looking a little uncomfortable as if he was going to cry.

"Yeah, me too."

Trish gave Randy's hand an assuring squeeze as they both looked down at the headstone of their late friend. Randy put his strong arm around Trish's waist. She looked at him and then looked at the sky. All the clouds cleared. Every single one dissapeared as the sun shone in the sky brightly. She looked back at Randy and smiled.

"Everything's alright now, huh?" Randy asked her.

"Yeah," Trish started as she looked back down at the headstone, "Everything's perfect."

A/N There it is the entire story- DONE

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