AN: I know I usually alternate with my updates on fics so originally I should be updating my other fic but I'm really trying to find out the best way to put everything I want into the fic without having to go on in countless chapters. I really want to get it over with and who knows...I might just leave another cliff hanger again, lol. Anyways, here's a new chapter and I hope you guys enjoy it! Remember to please read and review.

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Trish Stratus sighed deeply as she took in the night air and the stillness of her surroundings. Everything seemed so peaceful. Her surroundings were much like all that she yearned to feel like, yet at the moment, she felt much the opposite. Her insides felt chaotic and confused. She wasn't sure whether she was coming or going and she sure as hell didn't know what to do next. She was dumped not too long ago by a man that she loved. The realization that her love wasn't the type of love that he deserved was understandable and it only managed to leave Trish in awe of her obliviousness. How could she miss all that? How did he manage to see through every little thing she did, yet here she stood in the corner of an unfamiliar street desperately looking for answers….answers that Dave had already given, but they were answers that she refused to believe. If she allowed herself to accept his theory, that would mean that Trish was indeed truly, madly and deeply in love with Randy Orton and she couldn't bare to think of the whole new set of complications that would arise from that realization….especially if Randy didn't feel the same. She could admit that she had had a crush on him, she could even admit that she thought he was incredibly good-looking. Hell, she would even admit that she missed seeing him, holding him, laughing with him. If she allowed herself to be completely honest with herself, she knew she missed everything about him. Though, that was one confession that would never leave past her lips until she was ready to truly admit it to herself.

Trish stopped to take a look around. The place looked a bit familiar but she couldn't be quite sure where she was going. She bit down on her lip…a nervous habit that both Randy and Dave teased her about.

"This wasn't a very smart thing to do Trish" she admonished herself under her breath. She kept on walking until she reached the city pier. From far, the water looked incredibly still, but as she came closer, all of the little ferry lights strung along the pier deck illuminated the water allowing her to see the tiniest of movement in the water. The scene before her was to compelling for her to simply walk away. She quickened her pace until she reached the ledge and looked over. Even in the dark she could tell that the water was clear. She stared back at her reflection and for a second, she pondered whether or not she really knew the woman who was staring back at her from below. Her thoughts were put on hold quickly when another reflection joined her.

"Is there enough room here for me to hang out as well?"

Trish's eyes quickly moved from staring at the water to staring at the tall man standing beside her.

"There's plenty of room" she whispered back softly.

He nodded his head and looked around at the surroundings before returning his gaze back to her. He couldn't help but take in her beauty as she stood before him. She was donned in a beat up styled light blue jeans and she wore a simple navy blue hoody that rested well above her belly button, showing off her amazing abs. Not to mention, the zipper was pulled down, giving a nice show of cleavage but not too much. He bit his bottom lip as he finally realized that she wasn't wearing anything underneath the hoody. He bit back a moan and forced himself to stay focused. Her hair was tied into a messy ponytail. Looking at her right now, should anyone ask, in his honest opinion, he had never seen a woman look so beautiful.

His thoughts and appreciative glances were interrupted.

"Randy….you still there?" Trish laughed softly as she waved a hand in front of his face. He sent her a small smile before trying to get back serious.

"Was I interrupting you?…You looked like you had something important on your mind" he mentioned observantly.

Trish hesitated but decided to explain things to him…well not everything.

"Dave and I broke up" she said. She didn't miss the look of surprise and then concern on his face.

"Oh…I'm sorry. Was it a mutual thing?…" he quickly added, "You don't have to answer that if you don't want to" not wanting to overstep his boundaries. His relationship with Trish was definitely a rocky one and that was putting it mildly. He didn't want to risk upsetting her and not to mention he was nervous as hell talking to her and he would do anything to put off reminding himself of the promise he had made to himself earlier.

"Uh, no I don't mind you asking….It was a mutual thing I guess. Dave initiated it and I was upset at first but he explained and made me realize that maybe there's something else out there for me…something that's meant to complete and make me better or happier and according to Dave, he thinks I'm sabotaging myself just so I won't have to face the possibility of rejection" she laughed softly but it was becoming harder for her to deny that it was the truth. Randy's eyebrow shut up in curiosity. Her explanation was brief at most, but her words had more meaning beyond them. It was either meaning that she wasn't willing to share with him, or meaning that meant for him to figure it out.

'Tell her dammit!…Here's your chance' Randy's conscious screamed at him. But the loud beating in his chest told him he wasn't ready to lay it all on the line and finally tell her the truth.

They stood their awkwardly waiting for the other to speak.

"Stacy and I broke up as well" Randy offered lamely. Even he wasn't sure what the intentions of that statement were but at least it broke the eerie silence between them.

Now it was Trish's turn to send him a sympathetic and concerned look. He knew she was silently asking him the same question he had asked her so he didn't wait for her to further the conversation by asking.

"It was mutual as well. I think we're both in different places in our lives and we both want different things." Randy mentally weighed his words and realized how truthful they were in a very cryptic sort of way.

She nodded her head in understanding and decided to change the subject.

"Dave told me about the letter you left him when he went away."

At first, Randy wasn't sure what she was talking about but then it dawned on him. It was that letter that created this situation for Randy. It was that same damn letter that eventually led him to finally admit that he wanted this woman and no other would do. It was that letter that made him realize, that he needed to take the risk and hope that it paid off. Unfortunately, the letter didn't come with the baggage of confidence that he needed to pull it all off.

He cleared his throat and desperately thought of something to say but then Trish decided to continue.

"It's funny…I remember that night you approached me as if it were yesterday. I was beyond surprised that you would actually make conversation and want to hang out with me again. If you had told me you were doing an old friend a favour by watching his girlfriend for him, it would've saved me a lot of confusion." He was sure he heard a bit of anger and sadness in her voice and he decided to explain himself the best way possible.

"Yes, I agreed to take care of you because Dave asked me to, but it's not like I was pretending to have fun with you because of Dave's request. I genuinely enjoyed spending time with you….I've always enjoyed spending time with you…."

Randy kept going on but truth be told, Trish had stopped listening after that. Her mind wandered with so many thoughts that it began to give her a headache. She stared at his lips as it continued to move but yet the last thing she wanted was to listen to him talk. She closed her eyes for a second and said a silent prayer and with a surge of confidence rushing through her veins, she moved closer and kissed him.

Her lips against his stopped Randy's drabble immediately. At first, they stood there, lips connected. She could feel the pounding in her chest and the butterflies in her stomach. She was convinced that when she pulled away, Randy would be furious with her decision to kiss him, however all those inhibitions were thrown out the window as he then leaned further down to deepen the kiss. His hands slowly moved along the side of her thighs to land on her hips. She put one hand on his chest in which she could clearly feel the outline of his hard rock abs as it was barely covered in a thin white cotton half way buttoned shirt. Her other hand instinctively moved to the back of his neck as she gripped his short hair and eventually moved her way down to gently scrape the back of her neck with her fingertips. They both unintentionally let out a soft groan as Randy pulled her closer so that she was flush against his body. She was pressed right up against his increasing manhood and the feelings shooting through him were beyond any feeling he had ever experienced or thought possible. He moved them a bit toward the railing and braced her against it. Both in need of air, they barely pulled away before he licked her lips and once again divulged his warm tongue into her mouth.

She was going to lose it. She felt like she was on fire, except she didn't want anyone to put the flames out. She wanted him….plain and simple. Physically, the man was beyond anything she had experienced and they were only kissing! Her body ached to feel his touch on every inch of her bare skin but if there was anything stopping her, it was the fact that they were in a very public space. In that moment, she was willing to throw caution to the wind and give in to her desires….Fuck the consequences. She could deal with those later.

Some time passed and the kisses got gentler as his caresses slowly teased her exposed stomach. It was a weird feeling for her. Being in his arms and having him kiss her and touch her…it made her feel…..special. His touches made her feel like he only wanted her and if she only knew the truth, she would understand just how true that really was. They finally pulled away and for the first time, their eyes connected and they left every emotion unmasked in their eyes. Trish was the first to break the eye contact. She gently touch his lips with her index finger and revelled in their softness…the same softness she felt just moments ago against her own lips and skin. She gave him a small smile and without a word she turned and walked away, leaving him on the pier to stand in confusion and shock over their kiss and her sudden abruptness in leaving.

As she walked away, she examined every damn emotion that she felt. Trish Stratus knew the difference between lust and love. Her body lusted after him. But what did her heart feel for him? Finally giving in to herself, it didn't take long for the answers to come to her. She closed her eyes for a second and expelled a breath she hadn't known she was holding.

Fuck it all to hell….

"I'm in love with him."

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Chris padded through the home he shared with his girlfriend. Amy had gone out shopping earlier and he only hoped that she left some food in the refrigerator for him. He opened the fridge door to be met with emptiness.

"Awww, shit….don't tell it's milk and cereal again" he pouted. He heard keys rustling in the front door so he knew his girlfriend was back.
He didn't waste time.

"Amy, please tell me you bought something back for me to eat because I'm tired of eating this shit" he said as he carelessly shook the whole grain oats cereal box in his hands.

"It's one thing to have to eat cereal, but God dammit, do you have to buy this whole grain oat stuff…who the hell eats this stuff anyways?"

"It's healthy and it's good for you Chris" Amy admonished as she set her shopping bags down on the kitchen table.

"Whatever…" he huffed. He took a moment before he realized something.

"You've been gone shopping for a long time and you only do that when Trish is here or you're with Trish. She isn't coming in till tomorrow afternoon so…." he trailed off, confused by his girlfriends behaviour.

"Trish and I have a lot planned when she comes and I wanted to get some stuff out of the way because she's gonna be helping me out with some stuff while she's here."

"Stuff like what?" he asked.

"Stuff that isn't really your business" Amy shot back with a smirk.

"Tell me!" Chris whined.

"No"

"Please?"

"Nope" Amy smiled as she quickly brought out the bag of food she had brought home for them to eat.

"Fine" he mumbled. He spent the next five minutes in silence and she moved around getting the moved together and stuff. Out of no where, he grabbed her from behind and picked her up. He took over to the couch in the den and through her down before he smirked at her and began a tickle attack on her. She cried out for mercy but to no avail. He was relentless.

"Bastard…you don't play fair" she pouted in between her relentless laughs.

"Stop it Chris!"

"Not until you tell me what's going on!" he said.

She didn't answer but a couple of more minutes and she couldn't take it anymore.

"Fine….me and Trish were planning a surprise birthday party for you!."

He immediately stopped and she sat up on the couch.

"You ass clown…." she said with glaring eyes, earning a very guilty and apologetic look from her boyfriend.

"Baby…I am soooooo sorry" he stressed. Amy looked at him and as usual, she couldn't stay mad. She smiled and gave him a kiss on the lips.

"You're a real party pooper but I still love ya."

He smiled and wrapped her in a hug.

"By the way, at the party, please act surprised. I'm not telling anyone that you tickled the truth out of me…well except for Trish because, well…she's planning everything with me…and because I tell her everything" she warned him.

Chris nodded in agreement.

"But still…it took you that long at the mall?" Chris asked incredulously. She was out of the house at 8 and it was now past noon. She hated shopping for long hours by herself.

"Actually, I invited Dave to the party which is this weekend…and don't worry, Trish said that they're friendship is going strong and she insisted that she wasn't gonna come if we didn't invite Dave because of what happened between the two of them. Anyways, Dave has some buddies that live in the city and he came down early to spend some time with them. I bumped into them at the mall and Dave and I got to talking."

"About what?"

"You know…you're really good friends with Dave, Adam, Jay and once upon a time, Randy but you guys never call each other and talk about stuff…if you did that, you'd know exactly what I'm talking about."

"Amy, we're guys. We don't call each other on the phone and talk about anything and everything. We do all our talking when we're hanging out and in person. I prefer it that way….now continue with the story" he instructed. Amy shook her head and playfully rolled her eyes before continuing.

"Anyways, Dave explained to me how he explained to Trish how his theory on her and Randy…which we all know about….except for Randy and Trish" she said with a laugh before continuing.

"He said, he thinks it finally sunk in and he mentioned how at first she was upset which was a given. We all know that despite our feelings that she really had convinced herself that she wasn't in love with Randy, we all know that she really loved Dave and she would take things hard but fortunately, she came around. He thinks he finally got through to her."

Chris nodded his head and he took it all in and as he waited for her to continue…he knew there was a catch to all of this.

"We all love her and want to see her happy…" Chris nodded in agreement and continued to listen.

"I was thinking that maybe we could invite Randy to the party this weekend and try to get the ball rolling."

"Aha…I knew there was a catch to this whole conversation. Hey…wait a minute. Are you using my birthday as an excuse to play matchmaker?" he asked, feigning hurt.

"Of course not, it's more like….it's more like killing two birds with one stone. We just need to get them both under the same roof and try to get them to keep each other company and hope things go from there. There's not much we can do anyway. Besides…don't you want Trish to be happy?"

"Of course I want Trish to be happy you dodo, I was just kidding. I hope you guys are right and this works. Randy's a cool guy and though I haven't really liked the way he's avoided all of us since ending his friendship with Trish, it' d be nice to have him around again. So who else is in this plan?"

"Well…there's now you, Dave, me and Stacy."

"Stacy?" Chris asked confused.

"Yeah, apparently she wasn't as oblivious to the connection between Randy and Trish as they are. Just like us, she wants them to be happy and besides…..she's been spending a lot of time with John lately. She says they're just friends but I think she's starting to pull a Trish and Randy on all of us!" Amy laughed.

"So what's Stacy role in all this?" he asked.

Amy laughed.

"You're gonna love this…..Stacy has a bit of insider information on Randy and Trish last night that she happened to come across in just being in the right place at the right moment. I'll explain it to you over lunch."

"You've got me curious babe. And I'm starving. So what are we waiting for?"

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