Disclaimer: I only own Amanda. Everyone else is owned by their respective person.
A/N: Here it is, the final chapter to this story. It's been long overdue, and I apologize for that. This was not my original idea for ending it, but things change, and not always for the better. I may do a sequel sometime in the future focusing on Randy. Hell, it may be my next Randy Orton story. Thanks to everyone who has reviewed and kept me motivated at times to continue this story, and you know who you are.
Chapter 27
Amanda and Randy
Randy was sitting in the living room, for about 10 minutes after Amanda had said she was going into the kitchen to call in their dinner order. Deciding to go see what was up, he turned off the TV, and headed into the kitchen. When he got in there, his heart dropped down to his stomach. Lying on the floor was Amanda, white as a sheet, and from what he could tell, she was barely breathing.
"Holy shit! Amanda, come on baby, wake up. Sweetie open your eyes, and let me know you're alright." Randy said, panic filling his voice. Reaching down to check for a pulse, he found one, but it was very light. Grabbing the cordless from the counter top, he quickly dialed 911, waiting impatiently for an operator to answer.
"911 what's your emergency?" The operator asked, in a semi depressing way. Not paying much attention if she said anything after that Randy started talking immediately.
"Yes, my girlfriend is passed out on the floor. She's not really breathing, and her pulse is very weak." Randy yelled the panic and worry still in his voice, while tears were running unchecked down his cheeks.
"Okay sir, I've got medics dispatched to your place right now. Are you able to go and let them inside when they get there?" The operator asked, finishing typing it what information she had to send the medics to the right place.
"Yeah, um, they're going to have to buzz to come up though. I don't want to leave her here by herself, I mean, I could go down and wait for them, but what if she stopped breathing then?" Randy choked up on the last bit.
"Sir, I'll let them know they need to buzz in. Just make sure you have the door open, and they'll come in. Please, right now you need to try and calm down. I need for you to try and answer a few questions for me." The operator told him, while he tried to remember little details she may have told him about herself.
"Okay, I'll try and answer something." Randy said, his heart sinking deeper and deeper into his stomach, the longer her eyes were closed.
"Fine, what is her coloring? Is she extremely pale right now?" The operator fired off.
"No, not really, I mean, her face looks a little pale, but nothing extreme." Randy answered honestly, hoping like hell that the medics got there fast.
"Okay, is she on any medicines right now? Maybe something that could have given her an allergic reaction?" She asked again, while Randy racked his brain, trying to remember anything that Amanda may have said she was allergic too.
"No, she hasn't been sick recently. I haven't seen her take anything today, since I got here this afternoon." Randy said, as the medics finally buzzed to be let up. Quickly going to the door, Randy hit the button to let them in, and opened the door. Going back over to Amanda's side, he let the operator know that the medics had arrived, before starting to answer a new onslaught of questions from the head paramedic.
"Was your girlfriend complaining about being dizzy or was she acting disoriented at all before her collapse?" He asked, taking down Randy's responses.
"No, we were sitting on the couch, and she said she was going to come out here and call for take out dinner. She was gone for like 10 minutes, and I got concerned when I didn't hear anything in here at all, so I came to look, and that's how I found her." Randy pointed, indicating at Amanda's seemingly lifeless body.
"Alright sir, is there any possible chance that she may be pregnant?" He asked, as Randy just stood and watched the EMT's work on helping Amanda.
"No, I don't believe she is." Randy mumbled, not entirely sure of his answer. That one question played over in Randy's mind, while they loaded Amanda onto the stretcher and began to wheel her down to the waiting ambulance.
Heather and John
Heather had started calling everyone she knew, to tell them of the good news about Paul signing away Gavin, when a called beeped in on her phone. Looking down at the Caller ID, she was shocked to see her parent's number, as she had just talked to both of them 10 minutes prior.
"Hello." Heather said, after clicking over from Jamie.
"Heather, can you get back home tonight?" Kim asked, obviously trying to hide the tears and the fear in her voice.
"Mom, what's wrong? Did something happen to Dad?" Heather asked panicking, causing John to look up from the coloring book he was coloring in with Gavin. Getting up and walking over to where she was standing, John wrapped a supportive arm around her.
"No sweetie. Randy just called, and your sister collapsed in her apartment. Randy called 9-1-1 and they've taken her to the hospital. They're speculating right now that she may have had a heart attack." Kim choked out, before giving the phone to Steve.
"Honey, if you could get back home tonight it would be great. We're on our way to the hospital now, so if you get a flight out, we'll send someone to get you at the airport." Steve said, as Heather merely nodded her head before saying okay.
"John, could you um, call and get us a flight to San Antonio. They rushed Manda to the hospital; they think she may have had a heart attack." Heather said, tears forming in her eyes.
"Alright, just go pack what we need. We can worry about the rest later." John said, going to get the number to the airport and telling Gavin to pick up his things, while Heather went upstairs and threw some things into their bags.
Randy, Kim, and Steve
Randy had been sitting in the cold waiting room at Methodist Hospital for about 20 minutes when Kim and Steve, along with Kelsey came rushing in.
"Randy, what's going on with our daughter?" Steve asked, looking at the young man that held his daughters heart in his hands.
"I honestly don't know. One minute we're talking about what to have for dinner, and she said she was going to call out for Chinese. When she didn't come back, like 10 minutes later, I went to go see what she was doing. I found her lying on the kitchen floor, and she was barely breathing, so I called 911." Randy explained, looking up at his girlfriend's family.
It was another 30 minutes or so before the doctor that had been assigned to Amanda's case, came out to talk to her family and Randy.
"Hello. I'm Dr. McBride. I'm sorry to have kept you folks waiting, but we wanted to run a battery of tests on your daughter, to give us a better understanding of what caused her collapse, since she has yet to regain consciousness, and this young man wasn't aware of any current health problems." The slightly older, almost grand-fatherly type, doctor started. "I do want let you know of some of the things we have found so far. I'm not sure if any of you were aware of the fact that she was using caffeine pills, and took an excessive amount of them. From the way the tests look, it appears she has been taking them for awhile, and her body just collapsed from it. We're going to be monitoring her heart rate, because these ephedrine based drugs can cause serious heart damage." While Dr. McBride was explaining all this, Randy's mind kept wondering back to the night of her breakdown, and her finally agreeing to go see a therapist, after many hours of arguing. 'She said that the therapy was helping her? Why would she be taking those pills?' Randy asked himself, before turning his attention to Kim, who had started asking the doctor questions.
"So what you're saying is, there is a chance that our daughter could die from this?" She asked, tears filling her eyes at the thought.
"I'm not going to lie to you. Yes, there is a chance that she could die. We are however, doing everything we possibly can to keep that from happening. Unfortunately, we were unable to save the baby." Dr. McBride announced, much to the shock of everyone in the room, none more so than Randy himself. Feeling his heart drop down to his stomach for a second time that night, he could feel the walls crumbling in around him.
"She was p..pr..pregnant?" He asked the tears falling once again, this time for the child he would never get to see. Randy sunk down to the floor, his legs no longer able to hold him up. He dropped his head into his hands and sobbed in deep pain.
Tyson and Jamie
"So how does it feel to finally have that cast off Boo?" Jamie asked, as they walked around the grocery, getting a few things for dinner that night.
"Great. I didn't mind the cast so much; it was the damn crutches I had to use." Tyson replied, wondering just when Jamie would explode over the bombshell he dropped earlier.
"That's good. What do you want to have for dinner tonight?" She asked, looking over some chicken breast, when her cell phone started ringing. "Hello." She said, grabbing the phone blindly from her purse. When the person on the other end started talking, Jamie dropped the package of chicken she had. "Well is she okay? She's only 23 how in the hell can she have a heart attack?" Jamie all but yelled, as Tyson looked on confused. "Alright, well we'll be there as soon as we can. Keep me updated." She said before snapping her phone shut, and turned to look at Tyson.
"Princess, what's going on?" He asked, concerned when Jamie didn't immediately answer him.
"That was John. Kim called and talked to Heather a little bit ago. Randy's down at Manda's place, and something happened, and he had to call 9-1-1. They think she may have had a massive heart attack, Kim wasn't at the hospital yet, so John only knows what they've told Heather." Jamie replied, leaving what groceries she had in the cart, grabbing her purse and Tyson's arm, leaving the store.
Rae and Dave
Dave took Rae and the girls' out to celebrate the outcome of the hearing. Being careful of the girls' feelings toward their mother, both Rae and Dave just said it was a normal dinner. Looking over at his daughters, the thought went through his mind, of how could anyone hurt their own child, or allow them to be hurt.
"Girls, you want to go shopping after we get done here?" Dave asked, fully intending to spoil his kids, and make them feel the safety and security that was ripped away from them.
"Yeah, you girls can pick out anything that you want." Rae added, looking over and seeing Nicole perk up at the thought, while Kaitlynn didn't seem near as enthused.
"Yeah, I can't wait. I want to get some new CD's and some movies, and maybe a couple new outfits. Is that okay Dad?" Nicole asked, looking over at Dave, who had also noticed that the fun loving mall girl attitude was missing from Kaitlynn as well.
"Sure it is Angel. Like Rae said, you two can pick out anything in the mall you want. We need to get you some more things for my place anyways, so we'll start tonight." Dave replied, smiling over at Nicole before talking again. "Kaitybelle. Want to go outside and talk for a few minutes?" He asked gently, using his old nickname for her that he hadn't used since she was small. Hoping he could get the teenager to talk about what was on her mind.
"Okay." She said quietly, following Dave outside the restaurant.
Randy and Kelsey
Randy remained in the same hard chair he'd been sitting in, since Dr. McBride had said they could go back and see Amanda. However, only 2 people were allowed back at a time, so out of respect, he let her parents go first, and said he would just go back with Kelsey. That had been over 2 hours ago, and he had yet to leave, or let go of her hand. "Why were you taking those pills Amanda? Why did you have to lie and tell me that the therapy was helping you?" Randy asked, not getting an answer
"Randy." A quiet voice came from the door. Walking over to where he sat, she handed him a cup of coffee.
"Thanks Kels. Are your parents still here too?" Randy asked defeatedly. He was so torn up about everything that had gone on in the last few hours that he didn't know which way was up anymore. He wished Amanda would wake up so he could get some answers.
"Our dad is. He sent mom home, so she could get some sleep, since the doctor doesn't seem to think that Manda will wake up before morning. That, and mom wants to have a talk with Heather when she gets here, because she's still mad at Amanda for something that happened. I'm still not even sure what it was." Kelsey answered, sitting down across from Randy on the other side of Amanda's bed.
"All I know is, she got into a fight with Heather, and called Gavin a whiney brat or something, cause he was crying when they were standing there arguing. That is what I guess set Heather off, and they haven't spoken since." Randy answered dryly. It seemed as if everything was becoming so clear now, the changes in her attitude, and how she was able to stay awake all the time. Kelsey looked over, and saw the look on Randy's face, and figured he was concentrating heavily on something. Deciding to try and help make sure her sister didn't lose something else in her life, Kelsey spoke up.
"Yeah, I knew about the fight. Wasn't sure if you did though, that's why I didn't say anything about it. Randy, I'm almost positive that Manda didn't know she was pregnant. I'm sure if she did, she wouldn't have kept taking those pills. She may not always show it, and in fact, unless it's Gavin she doesn't usually like kids. She always said, that her kids were not going to behave like the little heathen monsters she sees in restaurants and airports and stuff. Hell, when Heather first found out she was pregnant with Gavin; Manda wouldn't even let her consider having an abortion. So please believe me when I tell you, that she didn't and wouldn't intentionally kill your baby." Kelsey said almost pleading with him, not to hate her sister.
"Kelsey I know she wouldn't do that. I just don't understand why she would lie to me about seeing a therapist. She even told me that it was helping her, and that she was finally getting some sleep." Randy said, his gaze never leaving his girlfriends face. Taking a shaky breath he continued. "I just can't stand seeing her hurt herself like this." He finished, tears once again falling down his face. Kelsey just nodded her head, before setting her cup down on the table, and standing up to leave.
Dave and Kaitlynn
"Come on Kaitybelle, and talk to me. I know you've got a whirlwind of emotions going through you right now. Don't shut me out please." Dave said, looking over at the 15 year old, who now looked like the scared 7 year old who had a bad dream about being chased by circus clowns. Seeing a rebel tear fall down her cheek, Dave reached out to wipe it away, as it seemed the dam of her young soul broke then.
"I'm sorry Daddy. I should have been a better sister. I should have protected Nicole like you told me to do. If I had, then maybe things would be different now. I could have told her not to back talk Michael, or to do what Mom said. The more I tried to protect her though, the more I got punished. Why doesn't Mom love us anymore? What'd we do to make her let him do that to us?" Kaitlynn cried, as Dave pulled her into his arms, and hugged her to him, rocking her back and forth. Unable to hide his own tears at the anguish she felt, Dave tried to answer her.
"Princess, you and your sister did NOTHING to deserve this. If Nik was back talking, then she should have been grounded, not punched for it, or grabbed and thrown down. The same goes with you, you're both old enough to be grounded, and even if you weren't, there was absolutely no reason for either of them to hit you, or let you get hit. I wish I knew why your Mom didn't stop him, but I don't Princess. I do know that somewhere in your Mom's heart, she does love you and Nicole very much. Please baby, believe me, you're a terrific big sister, and you guys did nothing, absolutely nothing, to deserve this." Dave said holding Kaitlynn tighter to him, as they both sat outside the restaurant and cried.
Randy and Amanda
Around 7:30 the next morning, Amanda finally woke up. Looking around in the room, she tried to piece together where she was, and what had happened. The last thing she remembered was going out to the kitchen to order some dinner, and trying to find the menus, and that was when everything went black. Feeling something on her hand, she looked over and saw Randy, with his head lying on the side of her bed, his hand gently holding hers. Keeping her gaze locked on him, she couldn't help but wonder what he was thinking about this whole thing. In her heart, mind, body, and soul she knew that she loves him. Even though they had yet to say those 3 little words to each other, she knew without a shadow of a doubt that he was it for her. The question still remained, would those words ever be said to him, once he woke up and told her that he didn't want to have anything to do with her again. She had lied to him, and she knew how he felt about people lying to him. It wasn't as if she had done it maliciously, she had gone to a psychiatrist appointment, but when the doctor suggested hypnotizing her, at the next visit, it freaked her out, and she never went back. Deciding then to take more of those caffeine pills to stay awake, and telling Randy that the therapy was going great.
Randy started to wake up when he felt someone watching him. Looking up, his crystal blue eyes locked with her blue green ones. They both sat there, neither of them saying a word, just staring into each others eyes. Finally, no longer able to hold back, Randy pulled Amanda to him in his arms. Wanting to be careful, but never wanting to let go either, she felt the warm tears that had escaped from his eyes hitting her neck. Pulling back from the embrace, Randy broke down and asked the one question that had been bugging him for the last 14 or so hours.
"Why?" Was all he could ask, sitting back down, and taking her hand in his once again. He didn't even have to say that he knew, just by looking at his grim expression, she knew that any charade she had left in her was up.
"I don't know. At first I was just trying to get through a day without feeling really tired. I couldn't sleep, and it seemed so easy to just take one of those pills, and go on with my day. Then after that night in New Hampshire, it was like everything was worse. Everything was spinning more and more out of control. Until that night, I didn't have to talk about it, and you made me." Amanda paused, looking over at the window, and taking a shaky breath she continued. "So I talked about it. Even though I had told you how I felt, I still didn't feel any better. I still couldn't sleep at night. I went and saw a therapist. I went to that first appointment you heard me make when we got here. I was sitting in her office, when she told me at the next appointment that they would hypnotize me, and see if they could get me to see that what happened that night wasn't my fault. I didn't want to go through all that again Randy, I still don't want too. I can't even stand these dreams, much less being hypnotized and forced to go back to that night. After I left there, I decided that I wasn't going to go back. So when I got half way home, I called them and cancelled my next appointment. Told them I had to go back to work, that I would have to call them some other time." Amanda said, wiping her own tears away, keeping her gaze away from Randy. For about 5 minutes, you could hear a pin drop in the room, as both were lost in their own thoughts. Once again, Randy needed to know why, and hoped and prayed that what Kelsey had told him the night before was true.
"Did you know about the baby?" He asked, causing her to turn and face him.
"Baby? Randy what baby?" Amanda asked, confused.
"You were pregnant Amanda. You had our baby growing inside of you, and those pills you took killed it." Randy said, he couldn't help but let the anger and bitterness seep into his voice.
"Oh my God." Amanda said, her hand flying to her mouth. Tears cascaded down her cheeks, as one thing ran through her mind 'I'm a murderer.'
"Amanda you need to get professional help. You can't keep going on like this. You can't keep putting yourself through this. You can't keep putting me through this. Amanda I love you so much it hurts, but when I see you going through all this and nothing I do helps, I feel helpless. I feel like I'm a complete failure as a boyfriend, as a friend, and as a person. Amanda I hate to say this but I can't possibly stay with you, if you keep doing this to me. I can't take much more." Randy said, hoping Amanda gave as much of a damn about their relationship, as he did, and that the threat he just said wouldn't fall on deaf ears.
"Randy, I do want help. You think I like not being able to sleep? You think I like having these machines hooked up to me, and I don't know what they're doing? You think I like knowing that because of this, I helped kill our baby?" Amanda yelled her tears slowly becoming sobs, as her entire body shook. Randy sat on the bed next to her, and held her in his arms. "I just don't know what to do anymore." She said, laying her head on his chest.
"Sweetheart, I know it's hard for you. Believe me, I wish like hell you weren't going through this right now. Maybe that doctor was right. Maybe you should let her hypnotize you, and you go back and face that bastard. If you want, I'll go with you to the appointment, that way you won't be alone." Randy said leaning down, and softly kissing her forehead.
"Okay, I really do want to get help this time. Randy, I swear I didn't know I was pregnant. I would never do anything to harm the baby I was pregnant with intentionally. Especially if I knew that you were the father." Amanda said, whispering the last part quietly, but loud enough for Randy to hear.
"What do you mean?" Randy asked, backing away a bit, to look her in the eyes.
"Well I wouldn't expect you to raise some other mans baby. Especially if it was because I was...raped" Amanda replied, her gaze moving down to the buttons on Randy's shirt, and finding them very intriguing at the moment.
"Honey, if you were my girl and had another mans baby, I would still love you. As long as you didn't cheat on me that is, and if that baby was conceived through an act of rape, then that wouldn't be the baby's fault and there would be no need for me to look at it in any other way but with love." Randy said, hooking a finger underneath Amanda's chin, he lifted her head up to meet his gaze once again. "I do love you Amanda. The thought of losing you made me realize how much and how deeply I do. I just wish now I would have said this to you sooner." Randy finished, once he made sure her gaze was locked with his. Her eyes filling with tears again, she said the words she had longed to say since they had first made love.
"I love you too, Randy." She said, leaning in to meet his lips in a soul rendering kiss, a kiss that solidified them as a couple. The kiss said what just about anyone who could see, would be able to tell you. They are completely and totally in love with each other. The moment was broken up, when a soft knock was heard on the door.
Rae and Dave
"Rae, phone's for you." Nicole said, walking into the kitchen where Rae was watching Dave make breakfast. Holding her hands up ready to catch the phone, she gave Nicole a look that said, throw it.
"It's your quarter." Rae said laughing a bit, before becoming serious. "No, we were at the court house all day yesterday, so I left my phone here. When we got home, I was too tired to check them. What's going on?" Rae asked, knowing that whatever Steve would get a hold of Dave's number to call her, couldn't be good. "Holy shit! Is she alright? Okay, well make sure you tell her I'll be home in a couple of days then." Rae said, before saying goodbye to her friend's dad.
"Rae, what's going on?" Dave asked, not knowing who in the world she had been talking too, or who she was talking about.
"That was Manda's dad. She collapsed last night in her kitchen. Randy called for an ambulance, and they thought that she may have had a massive heart attack since her pulse and everything was weak, and she looked pale. Those caffeine pills she had been taking, well she was apparently taking one an hour it seemed. The doctor told them last night that the ephedrine in those pills, could do some serious heart damage, but she looks to be clearing the woods on that. She was pregnant though." Rae said, looking up at Dave who was seemingly in as much shock, if not more, than Rae.
"Wait, you say she was? Those pills killed the baby?" He asked, his heart going out to both his friends.
"Yeah, Steve said Randy slept in a chair in her room all night last night. Hasn't left her side, since he was aloud in the room, she woke up a little bit ago, so that's a good thing. They're only letting family and Randy in her room right now. I told Steve to tell her I'd be back in a couple days to see her then." Rae told him, not believing that one of her best friends could have gone through as much as she had.
Amanda and Randy
A middle aged nurse came in, with a clipboard, obviously wanting to ask Randy a question, but was shocked when she saw that Amanda was awake.
"Oh good, you're finally awake now. I know that Dr. McBride will be glad to hear this news as well. The reason why I'm here is because we need to know if you wanted to name your little girl, or will she just be known as Baby girl Orton?" The nurse asked, hating this part of her job. Having to go in and talk to the grieving parents and find out what they wanted done with their child, was always the hardest part of her day.
"Um, could you give us a few minutes? We weren't even aware that she had been a girl." Randy said, taking charge of the situation.
"Of course, just hit that little red button when you're ready. I'll come back in and get down this information then." She answered gently, walking out of the room.
"Oh my God!" Amanda screamed, as Randy just held her tightly to him. "I killed our little girl. Our baby girl never got to have the chance to be in this world, because I let what some fuckin bastard did to me, haunt me and cause me to take some fuckin pills that cost our baby her life." Amanda cried, her whole body shaking with sobs, as Randy could feel his own sobs taking over his body.
"Sweetie, come on. Don't do this to yourself, you can't go and be blaming anyone. It'll be okay, we'll be okay. We'll get you out of this hospital, we'll grieve for our baby girl, we'll get you the help that you need, and slowly start putting our lives back on track again. Please don't think you did this on purpose. I know you didn't, I mean, you didn't even know that you were pregnant. You even said it yourself, that if you had known, you wouldn't have done anything to put our baby's health at risk." Randy said, running his hand up and down her back, trying to calm her down.
"I just want to die. It should have been me, and not our daughter. I'm the one that's made all the mistakes in my life. I don't deserve to have all these 'second' chances at life. She could have had a fresh start, and made something of herself." She cried, her sobs not letting up any.
"Amanda Leigh, I want you to look at me. I don't want to hear you say that ever again. I'm just as devastated as you are. I wish more than anything that our baby didn't have to die, but do you think she would want to see her momma acting this way? I'm sure she's looking down at you wanting to know why you're so sad. Let her be able to see what a strong momma she had. Let her know that you're a survivor." Randy said hoping that it got through to Amanda, before continuing. "So do you have a name in mind for what you would name her? Or will we sit here and play the 'I don't really like that name.' game?" Randy asked, wiping at his tears, and giving Amanda a watery smile.
"I have always liked the name Sierra Lynn. I used to always wonder what I would name my kids, if I ever had any, and that was always the one that would be at the top of my list." Amanda said, the sobs finally stopping, but the tear tracks were still evident on her face.
"Sierra Lynn Orton, it sounds perfect." Randy said quietly, reaching over to ring for the nurse to come back in, as they both sat waiting on what the future may hold.
The nurse came back in and smiled at the couple "Do you have a name?" She asked pleasantly. Randy hugged Amanda to him before nodding at the nurse.
"Sierra Lynn Orton." He said, trying to hold back the sob that was wanting to escape. He had to be strong at the moment. He had to be there for Amanda. The nurse wrote the name on her clipboard and left the grieving parents alone.
"Randy." Amanda spoke up quietly, looking up at him "I want to get better. But if the therapist wants to hypnotize me then I can't go through it alone. I'll have to have you there with me" She said, looking as though she would break down again.
"Honey I'll be with you every step of the way. All you got to do is ask." Randy said, leaning down to kiss Amanda.
"Are you mad at me?" Amanda asked tentatively.
"No" Randy said, surprising Amanda "I'm not. I mean I wish you hadn't lied about going to the therapist. I'm a little disappointed in you for that, and because of the taking caffeine pills. But the baby couldn't have been helped really, because you didn't know you were pregnant."
"Randy, do you think we'll ever be where we were for that short little while?" Amanda asked, wanting to know the answer.
"I think we'll be just fine." Randy said, kissing Amanda's forehead. "It'll take a little time for us to heal, and to be able to not be gun shy around each other, but we'll make it through this."
2 days later
"Doctor Davis said she should be waking up soon. There is no medical reason why she shouldn't." Amanda heard around her, it was her father's voice, but who he was talking to she wasn't sure. She just couldn't seem to bring herself to open her eyes.
"I know, I'm worried that the longer she's unconscious the worse it will be." Her mom's voice said, as she fought to open her eyes. Moving slightly on her bed, Amanda groaned in pain before opening her eyes and groaning again as the bright sunlight came in through the window.
"Mom, Dad. What happened?" Amanda asked, looking up and seeing her Dad next to her holding her hand.
"Princess. You were at the wrestling show the other night, and there was a fight near you. You got hit in the back of the head and were knocked unconscious." Steve said, wanting to cry as his daughter finally woke up.
"Oh. Well were Rae, Heather, and Jamie hurt?" Amanda asked, trying to sit up a little bit in her bed.
"Honey, you haven't talked to Rae and Jamie since you graduated high school. You haven't even seen Heather since you kids were little." Kim asked, becoming concerned with Amanda's question.
"Mom, I work with Rae as writers for WWE, and Heather and Jamie are Divas there. We adopted Heather when she was little, and when she was 16, she had Gavin. Why are you two looking at me like I've lost my mind?" She asked, looking back and forth between her parents.
"Sweetie, it was all just a dream. You just finished college in the summer, and you moved in with your boyfriend." Steve said, wondering in his mind if Amanda hadn't lost her memory.
"I'll prove it to you that I work for the WWE. Just get me back to my apartment, and I'll show you some of the scripts I've worked on." Amanda replied, indignantly. Just as she threw the blanket off to get out of her bed, the door to her room came busting open revealing an out of breath Randy.
"Oh my God baby. I was so worried about you. When did you wake up?" He asked, going over and giving her a hug, before placing a light kiss on her cheek.
"Dad, I thought you said I didn't work for the WWE? How else would I know Randy Orton if I didn't?" Amanda asked, smirking over at Steve.
"Beautiful, you don't work for the company. What made you think you did?" Randy asked sitting next to her on the bed.
"It all seemed so real. Rae and I shared an apartment together, and we watched the Great American Bash in July, and after we saw the shit that happened with Eddie losing to JBL, we sent in a story we wrote together to WWE. Stephanie called us and told us they would like to bring us out for an interview. You were this cocky asshole, because you thought the world revolved around you when you became the youngest world champ. We fought constantly, because I couldn't stand you, and then Rae, Dave, John, and Heather came up with this idea to lock us in a hotel room together for 4 days, until we had to be in LA for Mania and the Hall of Fame. Then we got to know each other, and when I burnt my hand, and you helped fix it, I saw you as more than just a conceited ass. Then we went to this club the night before Mania, and Rae and all them didn't know we became a couple during those 4 days, cause we were gonna get a little payback for them locking us up. I started dancing with this guy, and you were dancing with this girl, and it turned into a competition like between us, and when the song was over, the guy wouldn't let me leave. He had called me a tease, and then he like forced himself on me, and I couldn't get him to go away. Then you came over, and pulled him off of me, and Dave, Tyson, and John took him outside and beat his ass." Amanda said, noticing that Randy wore the same baffled look as her parents.
"Sweetheart, it was all just a dream." Kim said, sensing that Amanda was getting stressed out.
"Mom, this is not a dream. I ended up taking those ephedrine drugs, and ended up in the hospital, and look at where I am. The damn drugs caused me to lose our baby." Amanda said tearfully, looking up in Randy's eyes.
"Honey, you didn't lose our baby. I can't imagine what I would have done if I lost either one of you." Randy said, placing his hand on her slightly protruding stomach. Looking down at where his hand lay, Amanda's eyes widened as she was indeed pregnant.
"Darlin, you got hit in the head. It probably affected some of your memory, and you were just dreaming everything that happened. You don't work for the WWE, you weren't attacked at a club thank God, you didn't take those drugs, and you didn't lose your baby." Steve said, as everything started to come back to Amanda now.
"Amanda, I was going to do this the night of the show, since we're in your hometown and all, and your parents and sister were at the show too. I didn't get to then, and I'm not going to let this opportunity pass me up again." Randy said, getting off the bed and grabbing something from his jacket pocket, before turning around and kneeling down beside her bed. "Amanda, I love you. You are my entire heart and soul, and I could never imagine being with anyone other than you, for the rest of my life. You have changed me into a better person, and you're giving me the greatest gift I could ever ask for. I want to be there for you everyday, with you and our baby or any other children we may have. What I'm asking is Amanda Leigh, will you marry me?" Randy asked, revealing an 18 karat Gold princess cut diamond engagement ring, with tiny sapphire accents around the band with a 3/8 carat diamond in the middle. Looking up into his eyes with tears rolling unchecked down her cheeks, Amanda didn't hesitate to reply.
"Yes Randy. Yes I will marry you." She cried happily, as Randy stood up and kissed her while sliding the ring on her finger. They spent some time talking and going over wedding plans with each other, and her parents. Steve making an observation that Amanda was going to break them with her wedding.