Disclaimer: Once again, I own nobody in this fic except Amanda.
A/N: Thanks for the great reviews. Latisha C, your review had me cracking up. I honestly had no intention on using Pony at first. The song I had picked out, didn't seem to fit with what I was going to do, and a friend suggested Pony to me, loved that song when it first came out too. Rae: you know that I had to get you back for that little stunt. I'm also aware that your mom and dad, as well as Sarah wouldn't be shocked to see you dancing to The Chicken Dance. I just wonder if they would find it amusing that you did the Teapot Dance. Hope you all enjoy this chapter, as this is probably the beginning of more seriousness in this story to come.
Chapter 19
Everyone made their way from the club to the girls parents room so Heather and John could pick up Gavin. When they got there her mom opened the door and the little boy walked out sleepily and climbed into John's arms.
"Amanda got attacked by some sick pervert so we came home early" Kelsey opened her big mouth. When Amanda heard her say this, her eyes widened and Randy tightened his grip on her so she wouldn't attack the girl in the hallway.
"Kelsey Marie! This is why nobody tells you anything that they want to have kept a secret." Amanda yelled, struggling against Randy's grip.
"Manda, I'm sorry. That whole thing just freaked me out, I didn't mean to let it slip." Kelsey answered, apologizing profusely.
"Honey, what happened tonight?" Steve asked, walking up to his eldest daughter.
"It was nothing dad. Just some creep couldn't get it through his head that I was done dancing with him, and decided he was going to try and get what he wanted. Luckily, Randy, John, Dave, and Tyson were watching, and they stopped it before he could get very far. I'm fine, so there's no reason to be getting all worked up about this anymore." Amanda said, walking on down the hall to the room she was sharing with Jamie, leaving everyone wondering how long the tough girl act would last.
Rae and Dave
"What time does your girls' flight get in tomorrow hon?" Rae asked, as they walked into their hotel room.
"Angie said that they would be arriving at 10:25 at Gate 47." Dave replied, going over and pulling the blinds closed, to keep out the sunlight that would be streaming in, in the morning.
"Alright, well then I guess we better be getting to bed then. We'll need to get to the airport early, to get through security and shit." Rae said, feeling the nerves start to kick in at meeting Dave's daughters.
"Babe, it'll be fine, I promise. I talked to Kaitlynn the other day, and she and Nicole are okay with this." Dave said, with a lopsided grin plastered on his chiseled features.
"Oh well ok" Rae said getting into bed she was still a bit nervous. She knew that tomorrow she would be taking a big step in her and Dave's relationship and she wasn't sure if she was ready for it. Dave saw that she was still a bit uneasy so he got into bed with her and wrapped his arms around her, sharing a long slow kiss.
Tyson and Jamie
"I had a great time tonight. I still can't get over what Amanda did to the rest of them, just for locking her up in a hotel with Randy. Wonder if the others made it back to the hotel yet?" Jamie questioned wrapping her arms around her body, to try and take the chill of the cool April night off. She and Tyson had decided to walk back to the hotel, since it was such a nice night outside.
"Here." Tyson said, shrugging off his jacket, and wrapping it around Jamie's shoulders, when he noticed her shivering. "Can't have you going and getting sick on me now, we wouldn't be able to go on our date then." He finished, smiling down at Jamie, and causing her knees to almost melt.
"You should smile a lot more. You've got such a beautiful smile." Jamie said, reaching up to touch his cheek gently. Leaning up to press her lips to his, in a move that shocked Tyson, neither one noticed the car heading straight for them, until it was too late.
Heather and John
"Are things okay between your sisters?" John asked Heather, while they were getting settled in for the night. Gavin was tucked in his bed and a peaceful look on his face.
"Oh yeah, they'll be fine. Hell, I've seen worse arguments than that before. By tomorrow morning, this will all be blown over." Heather said, taking her earrings out, and brushing out her hair.
"Wonder if Randy is getting bitched at for holding her back and not letting her tackle Kelsey to the ground?" John asked laughing at the thought, right as Gavin started getting sick.
"Mommy." Gavin cried, in between leaning over the bed, and into the trash can that John managed to place beside him. "Daddy, I don' like 'is." He finished crying, while Heather rubbed his back, and John set about cleaning up the mess.
"I know you don't little man. Mommy and Daddy are right here, we'll get you to feeling better." John said, walking out of the bathroom, with a wet washcloth.
"Punkin, you want to sleep with Mommy and Daddy tonight?" Heather asked, holding Gavin close to her.
"Uh, huh." Was Gavin's only response, as he tried to nod his head.
"Okay, let's get you into bed, while Daddy finishes cleaning up here." Heather said, getting up and walking over to her and John's bed. When John finished cleaning the floor, he came back to the bed, and Gavin crawled up in his arms. Knowing that he probably wouldn't go back to sleep right away, John got up with Gavin still snug in his arms, and started walking around the room.
Randy and Amanda
Amanda had been tossing and turning for the better part of an hour, the nightmare she was having wouldn't release its hold on her. She kept feeling that guys hands roaming around her body, and his mouth pressed to hers. Finally bolting upright in the bed, Amanda slowly moved out of Randy's grasp, and walked into the bathroom to splash some cold water on her face. The fear still plastered on her face, as memories of what happened swirled in her mind. Walking back out into the main room, she sat down at the table, in front of the window. Glancing over at Randy's sleeping form, she couldn't help but let a small smile cross her lips. After all the fighting and arguing and name calling these two did, she never would have imagined that they would be here like this. She wasn't sure if she would call it love, but it was definitely more than lust. 'Now if I could just get that image of that man touching me and kissing me out of my mind.' Amanda quietly thought, before she felt tears sliding down her tanned face.
Jamie and Tyson
Jamie woke up in the emergency room about 30 minutes later. The last thing she remembered was leaning up to give Tyson a kiss, and then hearing him yell look out, before he shoved her out of the way of the on coming car. "Ty? Where are you?" Jamie called out, not being able to find her friend or boyfriend, whatever they may be at the moment.
"Ah, I see you're awake. My name is Dr. Stevenson, I'll be handling your case." The slightly tall, female doctor said, before extending her hand to shake Jamie's.
"Where's Tyson? Is he okay?" Jamie fired off, shaking the doctor's hand, and looking frantically around, looking for some sign that Tyson was okay.
"He's down in the operating room right now. His leg was broken severely, and will require pins to help set it back into place. He also lost a lot of blood from his head. Do you have any idea what the car may have looked like? Did you see who the driver was? Get a plate number or anything?" Dr. Stevenson asked, hoping that Jamie could help give the police some information on who tried to obviously hit Jamie, and hit Tyson instead.
"No, I don't know. Um, is Tyson going to be alright? I mean, it's just a broken leg, and some blood loss right? He loses blood wrestling 4 nights a week. This can't be all that bad, can it?" Jamie asked, the fear rising in her when the doctor just looked at her not knowing for sure how to answer.
"Ms. Lopez, I'm not going to lie to you. Your boyfriend is in a coma right now. The rest is going to be up to him, after this surgery is complete. I know this isn't going to be easy, but all you can really do is wait and hope for the best. You'll probably be released within a couple of hours. You will need to find a ride home, and will need to have someone staying with you. You have a mild concussion, and needed to be awakened every 2 hours." Dr. Stevenson went on to explain a few more things, but Jamie had tuned her out, after hearing that Tyson was in a coma. "Is there anyone you can call right now?" Dr. Stevenson asked, placing a gentle hand on Jamie's shoulder.
"Um, yeah, I can get a hold of one of my friends. Might take a few tries, but one is bound to hear their phones ringing." Jamie replied, still sort of out of it. Dr. Stevenson placed the bedside phone on Jamie's lap, and left her to make her call in private.
Heather and John
Heather sat, watching John walk around the room softly rocking the sick Gavin. John had a worried expression on his face, but his voice was calm, as he softly sang to Gavin to make him feel better.
Baby mine, don't you cry
Baby mine, dry your eyes
Rest your head close to my heart
Never to part, baby of mine
Little one when you play
Don't you mind what you say
Let those eyes sparkle and shine
Never a tear, baby of mine
If they knew sweet little you
They'd end up loving you too
All those same people who scold you
What they'd give just for the right to hold you
From your head to your toes
You're not much, goodness knows
But you're so precious to me
Cute as can be, baby of mine.
Heather wiped the tears from her eyes, as she watched John softly put Gavin down in the middle of their bed, and kiss his forehead. 'How'd I get so lucky as to have a man like him?' Heather thought to herself. John looked up and saw Heather sitting there watching him, he leaned over and kissed her.
"Let's go to bed." He said simply, before wrapping a protective arm around his family.
Amanda and Randy
Amanda was taken out of her quiet thoughts, when her cell phone started ringing. Not recognizing the number, she thought about not answering, but thought better of it, when she noticed Randy stirring a bit.
"Hello?" She asked her voice no louder than a whisper.
"Manda, I need you to come get me." Jamie said, her voice giving away that she had been crying, and probably still was.
"Jamie? Where in the hell are you?" Amanda asked, confusion hitting her almost instantly.
"I'm at the hospital. Tyson, he's…." Jamie couldn't finish, as the sobs overtook her again.
"Alright Jame, calm down. What hospital are you at?" Amanda asked, already grabbing a change of clothes and heading towards the bathroom to change.
"Cedar Sinnai Hospital. I'm in the emergency room just tell them you're here to pick me up." Jamie said, before hanging up the phone.
"Ugh, Jamie that helps. I have no clue where that is." Amanda grumbled, walking back out into the room, to get her shoes on.
"Honey, what's going on?" Randy asked, waking slowly, when he heard Amanda moving about the room.
"That was Jamie. I'm not sure what all is going on. She and Tyson were in an accident I guess. She's in the emergency room, and I'm not sure where Ty is. She just said she needed me to get down there and get her." Amanda said, sitting down on the bed, to pull her gym shoes on.
"Alright, well give me a minute, and I'll go with you." Randy said, getting out of the bed, to pull on some clothes.
"You've got a big match tonight. You need to get some sleep I'll just go down to the hospital….." Amanda didn't get to finish, before Randy placed a finger on her lips.
"I want to go. I don't want you going out this late by yourself. Chances are if Jamie is in the emergency room, then she's probably been medicated. You'll have a hard time trying to get her back here by yourself." Randy said, his voice full of concern, and his eyes showing more than the concern. It was something unreadable, but very noticeable.
"Alright, well hurry up. I don't want to keep her waiting too long." Amanda said, breaking the gaze he held her in, and standing up.
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The duo made it to the hospital in record time. Of course, Randy's erratic driving, made Amanda wonder if they would end up being patients there themselves, instead of just picking one up.
"Good Lord Randy. I think you could have actually stopped at a few lights back there. It's a wonder you didn't get us killed trying to get here. Just for the record, I'm drivin back to the hotel. I don't want to see my life flash before my eyes again." Amanda yelled, walking around the car, and smacking her boyfriend on the arm repeatedly.
"Ouch, okay okay. You can drive back, and next time we pass those lights, I'll make sure and stop. Besides, I knew you wanted to get here in a hurry, so I kinda bent a few driving rules. That's another thing to know about me. I don't have patience while driving." Randy told her, flashing his all famous smirk.
"Yeah, well I guess that means I'll be doing all the driving then." Amanda retorted, as they finally made it into the emergency room entrance.
"May I help you?" A less than pleasant nurse asked behind the desk.
"Yes, our friends Jamie Lopez, and Tyson Tomko were brought in here earlier, and we're here to pick them up." Amanda said, still having no real clue why they were here.
"Have a seat over there. The doctor will be out with you shortly." The nurse answered, rather rudely.
"Gee, wonder what crawled up her ass and died?" Randy said, laughing at the look the nurse gave him, almost as if she had heard his comment.
"I don't know, but I hate hospitals. I wish this doctor would hurry up and get out here. I want to know what the hell is wrong with my friends." Amanda said, panicking with worry, as Jamie didn't sound like herself at all, almost as if someone else had stepped into her body.
"Honey, listen. The doctor will be out here as soon as they can. They're probably going over with both Tyson and Jamie what they need to do, and the home care instructions. Just sit back and calm down." Randy said, pulling Amanda down next to him on the couch, just as a door was opening, revealing Jamie being pushed by a hospital orderly into the waiting room.
"Oh my God, Jamie what happened?" Amanda asked, running over to her friend, and giving her a hug.
"Tyson and I were walking home from the club, and I don't know what happened, I just remember hearing Tyson yell to look out, then he shoved me out of the way. Next thing I remember is waking up here." Jamie said, crying all over again. While Amanda was trying her best to calm Jamie down, Randy was over talking with the doctor, finding out what was going on.
"Jame, I'm sure he'll be fine. I mean, it's Tyson for cryin' out loud. He's not going to let anything happen to him, or you. He'll bounce back from this, you know he will." Amanda said, wheeling Jamie over to the waiting area.
"I hope your right Manda. I really really hope you're right." Jamie said, looking out the window, and watching the sun start to come up on the horizon.
Rae and Dave
Rae sat nervously chewing on the side of her thumb. One of her many nervous habits, and of course, there was no smoking in the airports, so she couldn't have a cigarette to calm her nerves any. Spotting a toy machine a few feet away, Rae slowly got up, and walked over there. Dave had walked down to the vending machine, to get them some coffee, in hopes that it would wake them both up some more. Thinking she'd get something stupid, but just for poops and giggles tried anyways, Rae was shocked when she opened the plastic ball, and found a whoopee cushion inside. 'Hehehe. This will be good for a few laughs till his kids get here.' Rae thought, before quickly filling the toy cushion with air, and walking back to her seat. Quickly tossing it into the seat next to her, spotting Dave's bulky figure heading towards her, he sat down in one of those uncomfortable airport chairs, not noticing the whoopee cushion Rae dropped into it before. When his butt made contact with the cushion a huge fart noise echoed out. Dave looked embarrassed and noticed an old lady giving him a look of disgust.
"It wasn't me" He said blushing, casting a small glare in Rae's direction.
"What honey?" Rae asked innocently.
"What is the meaning of this thing?" Dave asked standing up, and tossing the whoopee cushion at Rae.
"Honestly, I have no clue where that came from. I have been sitting here the whole time you were gone." Rae replied, trying very hard to keep from laughing at the look on Dave's face.
"Rae, babe, I can make this very difficult on you. Now, if you just admit that you put this stupid fart cushion on my chair, and didn't tell me, you'll get away without being tortured. However, if you don't well…." Dave finished, whispering the rest into Rae's ear. Breaking away from him, Rae stood up and started pacing.
"Ugh, I'm so nervous." She said, continuing her fast pacing.
"Honey stop, you're going to make me dizzy." Dave said, placing a hand on her shoulder. Rae looked up at his face, and noticed he had an amused look. She glared at him and lightly punched him in the stomach. "Rae, they'll love you babe. You have nothing to worry about. They're great kids, I mean, Kaitlynn is 15 and Nicole is 13, it's not like they're going through the terrible two's and you have to change diapers or something." Dave said, looking into her chocolate brown eyes.
"Thank God for small miracles I suppose." Rae said to herself, before tensing when the flight was announced as getting in. Rae and Dave turned toward the outpouring of people looking for the girls. The crowd started dwindling down and still no sign.
"I don't see the…" Dave started, before he was tackled to the ground by two small (compared to him anyways) girls. He laughed, and father and daughters embraced still on the floor. Rae just stood there awkwardly watching the goings on. Finally, Dave stood up and helped the girls off the floor.
"Kaitlynn, Nicole, this is Rae." Dave said to the two girls. They both started circling around her, looking her up and down. Finally they stopped and both girls looked at Dave, smiles on their faces.
"We like her, we approve." Kaitlynn said, hugging her father once again.
Rubbing her temples, Rae thought to herself and laughed, 'Lord, they're just like their daddy.'
Randy, Amanda, and Jamie
After spending 2 hours arguing with Jamie, trying to get her to go back to the hotel with them, the 3 finally made it back. Jamie falling into a fitful sleep, almost immediately, and Randy going back to sleep, left Amanda sitting up alone once again, with her thoughts. This is where Randy found her when he woke up a few hours later.
"Morning beautiful, have you been awake long?" Randy asked, sitting up, and kissing Amanda's exposed shoulder.
"No, I just woke up actually." Amanda lied, knowing that the only sleep she had all night was the brief hour or so before she woke up in the middle of the night.
"Well, I'm going to go get a quick shower, then you and Jamie can get ready or whatever. I'll take you guys by the hospital, and head on over to the arena. Are you going to call Heather and Rae and let them know what is going on?" Randy asked, looking over and seeing the far away look on Amanda's face. "Hello, earth to Amanda." Randy said, waving a hand in front of her face.
"Sorry, um, Rae and Dave were supposed to be at the airport this morning to pick up Dave's kids or something like that. She kinda told me something about it I just wasn't paying much attention, since I was mad at her. I'm sure you'll see her at the arena before I get a chance to get a hold of her, so why don't you tell her. I'll call Heather and let her know what's going on, while you're in the shower." Amanda said, getting out of bed quickly, and grabbing her cell phone from her purse. While Randy headed into the shower, Jamie started waking up.
"Hey girl, how are you feeling? You need anymore medicine?" Amanda asked, turning around and seeing her friend sitting on the edge of the bed.
"No, I need Tyson. It's my fault he's in the hospital. It's my fault he's in the coma, and it will be my fault if he dies." Jamie yelled/cried, before falling to the floor in gut wrenching sobs.
"No, Jamie. Don't blame yourself. You blame the fuck stick who did this, but this is in no way your fault, do you understand me?" Amanda said, in her 'older sister you better listen to me' voice.
"Manda, it is my fault. If I hadn't stopped right in the middle of the damn street, to give him a kiss, then there is no way we could have been in the way of the car. If he dies, I won't get to tell him that I want to be with him. I won't get to tell him that I love him. He means so much to me, and I kept pushing it off, cause I was too upset over what fuckin Adam did to me. Tyson has been so patient, and what do I do in return, I get him hit by a fuckin car. He's lying in that hospital bed, with pins in his leg holding it together, and he's in a fuckin coma, all because I wanted to kiss him. It's just not fair Manda." Jamie said over her cries, causing Amanda's own eyes to fill up with tears.
"Jamie, come on. Let Randy and I take you back to the hospital. I'll stay there with you for as long as I can, and then after Mania is over tonight, we'll come back and get you. Ty knows you love him Jame. Hell, all of us know you love him, and he's not going to die now. He'll wake up, and you can tell him that you love him, and want to be with him. I'll be honest with you, I don't know why you even hooked up w/ Copeland in the first place. Tyson treats you soooo much better, and I can tell. Now that Randy's pokey ass is out of the shower, you can go in there and start getting ready. I'll call Chica, and have her meet us down here." Amanda said, ignoring the 'hardy har har' comment from Randy, about him being a pokey ass.
"Alright, thanks Manda." Jamie said, getting up and hugging her friend, before walking to the bathroom, to get ready.
Heather, John, Gavin
"Daddy. Can I watch 'Ponge Bob?" Gavin asked, sitting on top of John's chest.
"Sure little man. Are you feeling better this morning?" John asked, lifting Gavin off his chest, and putting him on the floor beside the bed.
"Yup. Now 'urry up. 'Ponge Bob is 'onna be o'er." Gavin said, causing John to chuckle lightly at him.
"I'm coming. You feel like having some cereal this morning?" John asked, turning the TV on, but keeping it at a low volume, so as not to wake Heather. Gavin, already immersed into the show, simply nodded his head, and started singing. "Who lives in a giant pineapple under the sea? Spongebob Squarepants." John was only able to make out about 2 words of the whole thing that Gain sang, but shook his head and laughed, knowing that when he was 3, he was more than likely the same way with G.I. Joe and He Man.
"Morning sexy." Heather said, walking into the kitchen, and slapping John on the ass, as she walked to the refrigerator to get a glass of juice, when John's cell phone started ringing to, 'Hollaback Girl' by Gwen Stefani.
"Good morning Miss Little Teapot singer forcer." John said, laughing as he said it. Growing really quiet, he just solemnly passed the phone over to Heather, who took it with a total look of confusion on her face.
"Oh my God! Let me call Mom or Dad and get one of them down here with Gavin. We'll be right down." Heather said flipping John's phone shut, and turning to him. "Jamie and Tyson were in an accident last night. Jamie's okay, but Tyson is in the hospital in a coma." Heather said, before calling down to her parents' room, and John hurried up and finished Gavin's breakfast, before they both rushed around to get ready to go to the hospital, as well as that nights' big show. Wrestlemania.