Chapter 5

Two weeks later when we had the show, it happened to be same day as I turned 26 years. Only my uncle and Stacy knew about that. I had arrived to San Antonio, where the show was, on the previous night with my uncle. At morning I woke up when my uncle came to my room.

"Mark? What…?" I asked sleeply and a bit confused.

"Happy birthday, sweetie." He smiled and gave me a small parcel.

I rose to sit on the bed and took it.

"You didn't have to…"

"But you are my niece, of course I had to remember somehow your big day."

I opened the parcel and found a beautiful golden necklace, where hang a small, blue stone.

"Oh, this is beautiful." I sighed and hugged him

"Nice that you like it. Actually Sara said that I should buy something like that. I saw it on the window of one jeweler's shop and I knew that it would be perfect for you." He explained.

When he had left my room, I stood up and got dressed. Just when we were leaving for breakfast, there was knock on our door and I went to open it. Behind the door stood a man, who had a bouquet of carnations.

"Flower delivery for Livia Calaway." He said.

"That's me." I answered and I was flustered.

He gave the flowers to me and when he was gone, I closed the door and looked at my uncle.

"Ah, you got flowers. Who those are from?" He seemed interested.

"I have no idea. Only you and Stacy know, besides my parents of course, that it's my birthday and that carnations are my fave flowers." I answered and took the card what came with flowers. I looked at it, but there stood only HAPPY BIRTHDAY, nothing else, no name, nothing. I gave the card to Mark.

"Hmmm… Seems like you have a secret admirer."He smiled.

"So, these aren't from you?" I just had to make sure.

"No."

I put the flowers to the table and then we went for breakfast. At the dinnerroom we met Stacy, Melina and some others.

"Happy birthday, Livia." Stacy gave me a hug when we stepped in the room.

"Thanks."

"Do you have birthday today?" Johnny asked and when I admitted that, others congratuated me as well.

Then I turned to Stacy.

"I got a bouquet of carnations. Do you know anything about that?"

"No, wasn't there card with them?" She asked.

"Yes, but there was no signature."

I watched her closely, but she seemed innocent, maybe a bit too innocent...

We had time to do some shopping with Stacy and Christy and when we came back from city center, I did some paperwork and spoke with my parents and Sara before we had to leave to arena.

I gave a deep sigh when I sat on the arena corridor and waited Mark. I had had a really hard day, maybe worst, what I had during the time I had worked in Smackdown. Today I felt first time that I had enough. Usually I was rather patient, but enough is enough. First Randy was complaining me about his storyline, then MNM came to whine about that they'll lose their title in few weeks to Legion of Doom. And then JBL came to yell me. My uncle heard about that about ten minutes later and he had practically jumped on JBLs throat, and I had to go and calm him down. Then Orlando came to whine me that he didn't want to come humiliated by Benoit. At the end came Booker and insisted that I should talk to Teddy and writers about that he should have a change to win US Championship belt. I just couldn't understand that why they didn't go to Teddy with all their problems, why they had to lay everything on my shoulders...And it was my birthday, for God's sake! At least my plan concerning Chris and Stacy did some progress...

"Livia?" I heard Daves voice and opened my eyes.

"Yes, Dave?" I said looking to him.

"I heard that it's your birthday. Congrats." He smiled to me. "Are you waiting Mark?"

"Thanks.And yes I am."

"He's coming soon. Actually I wanted to ask something about the script..."

I started to see red, was this some kind of let's complain about script to Livia – day?

I jumped up and almost to his face.

"What! What you want to complain? Half of you morons have had something to whine about story lines today, so just spill it!" I yelled.

"Whoa, Livia. Calm down." He backed few steps. "I don't want to complain…"

"Well, that's new. At least someone is satisfied to new scrips, thank God." I said a little sarcastically, I was still a bit annoyed.

"I just wanted ask one thing." He said and I couldn't be angry to him anymore, he looked so cute... I forced those thoughts to back of my mind and sat down again.

"Well, shoot."

I explained how we had planned that scene, what he asked about. Then I closed my eyes again and Dave sat next to me, because he was coming to the hotel with us. It didn't though take a long, when I heard Randys voice calling me and I opened my eyes again.

"What Randy? What you want now?" I sighed and looked at him.

"About this script... Why the Undertaker will win again?"

Oh, this was really let's complain about script to Livia – day and for Randy it seemed to be let's complain twice about the script to Livia – day.

Because Dave witnessed my earlier explosion, he anticipated what might happen.

"Randy, maybe you should leave it for the next…" He started.

I jumped up again.

"HE WINS BECAUSE WE DECIDED SO!" I screamed so loud, that almost whole half empty arena echoed.

Randy backed few steps and seemed to be a bit scared.

"To be honest, I'm full of that Legend Killer talking of yours, Orton." I hissed following him when he backed towards the wall. " If it would be up to me, we would change your story line totally, but unfortunately it's not possible."

"What's going on here?" I heard my uncles voice and Dave answering a bit amused.

"Livia had a hard day. Randy happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time and he said wrong things."

"Livia, relax." Randy said carefully.

"Relax! Relax! Don't you tell me to relax. You didn't have to listen today how half of the Smackdown whined how much they hate their story line. You didn't have to calm your uncle down, when he almost ripped JBL's head off. You didn't have to listen JBL and Orlando whine. You didn't have to listen how a specific annoying Legend Killer threatens to bury your uncle in the middle of the ring." I was really on speed there and when I had taken a breath I went on. "Oh yeah, sorry, you had to listen that, it was you. So don't you tell me to relax! And guess what, Orton? That Legend Killer thing sucks!"

When I had said enough, I threw my hands up and run out of the building. I stopped on the parking place anyway, because I realized that only way I would get back to the hotel was with my uncles car. I walked to the car and leaned to it to wait him and Dave. Soon they came towards me a bit carefully, perhaps they feared new explosion… But I wasn't pissed anymore and I wasn't angry at them. Actually I was already thinking that, how I would say Randy that I was sorry...

"Livia? Are you calmed down?" My uncle asked when they were at the car.

"Yeah." I sighed.

Mark pulled off from parking place when Dave turned to look at me from frontseat. He had amused expression in his eyes.

"You should have seen Randys expression after you had ran out. It was quite priceless."

"Dave is right. I think I haven't seen him so scared outside of the ring before." My uncle laughed looking me thru front mirror.

When we were at the hotel, I took a shower and started to get ready for the night.We were going out again and this time my uncle was coming too, because he wanted to celebrate my birthday. When I was finally ready to leave, he was waiting me in living room.

"Finally you are ready."

"It's good for you to say, you don't look like Carlito, when there is as damp as here." I grunted.

First we went to Stacys room and spent some time there, when everyone who were coming with us, were there.

I did apologize Randy about my earlier explosion and he assured that, he did understand that I had a hard day. He said that he hadn't taken that as a personal insult. I had no heart to say, that I had been serious about the Legend Killer thing, I do think that it sucks...

When we arrived to the club, we invaded three tables next to each other and my uncle bought the first round for our table. We chatted for a while and then I noticed that my uncle, Stacy and Bob were clearly planning something, they were whispering such way, that it raised my suspicions. Then Mark got up and went somewhere. I tried to follow him with my eyes, but soon he disappeared out of my sight.

Soon he came back and after few minutes I heard DJ saying

"I just heard that we have a birthday girl here. Her uncle asked, that we'll play her favourite song, so here it comes. Happy birthday, Livia!"

I looked and Mark and Stacy, who were smiling widely as did others too. Then I heard the first sounds of Our Lady Peace's song Not Enough. Because I really do love that song, I listened it in silence. I was also touched, I have such a great friends… I just hope that I can solve that mystery of the carnation bouquet... Randy looked so handsome sitting across me... You can see, that my thoughts were quite messed up at that time, don't you?

I noticed that Stacy drank quite heavily during the whole evening and I watched her a bit worry. I didn't say anything though, because I knew that there was no point to do that. I danced a lot and when it was almost 2am we decided to head back to hotel. Stacy could hardly stand, so I turned to Chris.

"Do you want to take same cab with us and Stacy? I think, that we need some help..." I wasn't so sober myself either, so I wasn't so much help what it came to Stacy. I noticed that my uncle watched me and suddently his expression lightened, like he had realized something.

We got to the cab and though the drive wasn't long, Stacy managed to pass out and her head was leaning on Chris' shoulder. When we were on the hotel, Chris helped Stacy out of the cab.

"I can take her." My uncle said.

"I'll manage. She's not too heavy." Chris said lifting her up to his arms.

Chris carried Stacy to our floor and I opened her door with her keycard. When Chris had stepped in, I closed that behind them and gave a satisfied smile. Then I went back to our room with my uncle.

"What are you trying to do? Are you trying to hook up Chris and Stacy?" He asked suddently when I was going to my bedroom. I turned to him.

"Why do you think so?"

"I have noticed that kind of signs... And I know you." He grinned.

I saw that he wasn't angry now when he had figured it out.

"Yeah, I'm trying to hook them up." I admitted. " They look good together, by the way. And they like each others. They just haven't noticed yet, that they should be together." I carried on and smiled.

"I hope you're right on this. They are a good looking couple, that's true. I think that Chris should move on, and not think his ex wife anymore."

My uncle really knows how to surprise me sometimes!