Disclaimer: I don't own anyone you recognize. I begged the Christmas and birthday fairies for Randy Orton and John Cena but they were a no go. I own the ideas used in this story and the main original characters of Corey and Alexis. I only own those because I am the writer. So please feel free to read and review.

Chapter 6

Corey stood in one of the hallways backstage thinking. Randy had been pretty much pushing her away since they'd said they loved each other five weeks ago. It was now time for Summer Slam. Her dad and Randy had a match where Randy was once again trying to kill the legend of the Undertaker.

"Hey little darlin'."

Corey looked up and smiled as she saw her dad standing there. Mark could tell she was conflicted about tonight. He was once again supposed to defeat Randy, but he worried what would happen between his daughter and the younger man if he did.

'Guess I need to go talk to the big man.'

"Well honey I'm gonna go. I gotta talk to someone. Cena was looking for ya earlier."

Corey smiled and stood on her tiptoes and kissed her dad's cheek.

"Good luck tonight daddy."

"Thanks little darlin'."

Corey then heard her cell phone ringing to Lil John's 'Get Low' and smiled.

"Hey Felix!"

"CC! Where are ya? I've been looking everywhere for ya."

"I'm in a hallway in front of my dad's locker room."

"You're hidin aren't ya?"

Corey shook her head no even though she knew John couldn't see her.

"Don't lie to me. I see you shakin your head."

Corey turned around and noticed John standing there. She wiped the few tears that had escaped and walked into his open arms.

"I feel like something big is gonna happen tonight Felix…and not in a good way."

John just stood there consoling his friend by rubbing her back until she calmed down.

"Have you seen him yet CC?"

"I haven't seen or talked to Randy since we had that barbecue at my house in West Newbury."

"That was two weeks ago CC!"

"I know."

John just shook his head in disbelief. He couldn't believe Randy hadn't called Corey. He just wished he knew what Randy was up to for he fully agreed with what Corey told him earlier. Something big was gonna happen tonight.

"Ok you need to go get ready for your match. I know you Felix. You need to get focused and in the zone. I'm betting that Teresa is probably hanging out in catering until after you go out to the ring."

John nodded, placed a quick kiss to her temple, hugged her, and left for his locker room. Just as he was about to open his locker room door he saw Randy and his dad standing a few feet away.

"Hey Orton!"

Randy and his dad both looked up. Bob Jr. smiled at seeing his son's friend. Randy however could tell by the look in John's eyes he'd probably just came from seeing Corey.

"Hey John."

"Hey sir. Randy…"

"Yeah?"

"Have you seen Corey today?"

Bob Jr. looked at his son confused.

"Who's Corey?"

John glared at Randy when he realized his family hadn't been told about his girlfriend.

"Well obviously no one to Randy."

With that John went into his locker room. Two minutes later Randy knocked on the door and entered it.

"Around me is not the best place to be for you right now."

"How is she?"

"Why don't you go see for your fuckin self man?"

"I can't."

"Excuse me?"

"Look there are some things goin on that I don't expect you to understand…"

Before Randy could finish his explanation to his friend, John cut in.

"You're damn right I don't understand. I don't get how you can treat the woman you supposedly love and say is the best thing that's ever happened to you like shit!"

"Look I feel bad enough already…"

"You should feel like shit. I don't like seeing my best friend crying Randy. And ever since you two have gotten together I've seen her hurt more with you than with anyone else. Now get out of my locker room."

Randy walked back into the hallway.

"I'm guessing Corey is your girlfriend."

Randy looked up at his dad and knew he'd overheard everything. All he could do was slowly nod.

"So how come I don't know about her? Heck no one in our family does."

"There's a small problem…"

"What? She's pregnant?"

"God dad! No…she's Callaway's daughter."

Bob Jr. stood in shock at his son's statement.

"Callaway as in Mark Callaway…as in The Undertaker who is your opponent tonight?"

"Yeah."

"Does she know about this…"

Randy shook his head no after his dad gestured between the two of them.

"No. I haven't talked to her since we planned this."

Bob Jr. although part happy there plan of attack was still a surprise, was also disappointed in his son for treating someone who was obviously important to him poorly.

"You better pray to God now boy that she will still be talking to you later."

Randy nodded. During the Randy Orton vs. The Undertaker match that night, Corey sat in her dad's locker room with Teresa. When the person who'd just helped Randy took off their disguise to reveal Randy's dad, everyone was in shock. Corey however was angry as hell.

"Corey…don't."

"You know I now understand why he hasn't talked to me since the barbecue at my house. He had this all planned! He doesn't trust me Reese."

"Why don't you calmly go talk to him Corey."

"Fuck calm…"

"Wasn't your dad supposed to win?"

"Yeah. Apparently he went and talked to Vince about changing the outcome. Dad wants to use some vacation time up and be with Sara and all the kids. No one was supposed to tell Randy though. They wanted it to be a surprise to him because of how much it'd mean to him. I can't do this anymore with him Reese."

Teresa sat in shock having no idea what her friend was thinking. The only person who could get through to her was John but he was a little busy at the moment getting in focus for his match later that night.

'Oh fuck it if I don't call him to tell him…no Teresa. He needs to be left alone until after his match.'

Corey was a pissed off woman on a mission. Just as she got to the curtain, Randy and his dad had came through it. Randy looked up and the smile on his face fell. Bob Jr. figured the woman glaring at his son must be Corey. He weakly smiled and stepped up to her.

"Hey you must be Corey."

Corey put on a fake smile and shook the older man's hand.

"I've been a fan of yours for some time sir. Under normal circumstances I'd say it's lovely to meet you and probably ask for an autograph…but these sure as hell ain't normal circumstances…"

It was then the outcome of the match really set in with Randy when he remembered he was still supposed to lose tonight. He turned back to face Corey with anger apparent on his own face.

"How could you!"

"Excuse me?"

"You asked your dad to lose didn't you? How could you do that to me? To us?"

Randy stood frozen in his spot shocked after her fist collided with his jaw.

"You self centered bastard! I did nothing of the sort! I told I don't pick sides. I don't do favors. I completely stay out of it! Well at least now I know why you didn't call me since that night in my room after the barbecue. Here I was thinking I did something and you didn't love me anymore. Now I know it's not my fault whatsoever. You obviously don't trust me Randy. I hope this plan you and your father followed through with tonight was worth loosing me."

Randy still stood in shock as he watched her leave.

"You just gonna let her leave like that?"

Randy just shook his head and began to follow after her. Well that was until he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned to his right only to be met with a fist flying at his face.

"I fuckin told you if you hurt her I was gonna kick your ass. I told you pretty boy that you needed to stay the fuck away from her if all you were gonna do was break her heart."

Randy felt anger flowing through his body as he stared at John's cousin. Soon John came up behind his cousin to see what was going on.

"What the hell is goin on? Why'd you hit Orton?"