A/N: This is probably the last update I get up for a little bit, Thanksgiving break is soon to be over, and Survivor Series is SUNDAY! 5th Row BABY! I can't wait! I feel sooo slow, I just found out about Randy getting engaged. I swear, people never fill me in! Enjoy, and please review!

A Much Needed Break

Sara's POV:

Well, December is upon us, and the Christmas season is in full swing. I had paid a visit to my orthopedic surgeon, and he confirmed the fact that I was going to need surgery to fully correct the fractures. Not only had I broken my wrist, I had also managed to fracture my radius. I was going to be out of action for a good 3-4 months due to the severity of the break. It hadn't helped the situation that back in 7th grade I had crushed all the bones in my wrist in a unique 'I fell out of a chair' accident. Any chance of me landing a movie role now was out of the question, especially one that was filmed in the water.

Trish had informed the higher-ups that she was going to need about a year off or so, due to her pregnancy. They all handled it well and came up with a way to write her out of the story line, along with my character. We were last seen being taken away against our will (kidnapped) by 4 masked characters. It looked like Melina was going to get her chance to really wrestle, at least until I came back! Shane had been informed by Trish about his impending fatherhood two weeks ago, and at first he made the mistake of asking, "And it's mine?" Trish slapped him across his face extremely hard, and then started sobbing. Luckily for Shane, I was there to prompt him on what to do.

Flashback

"Oh man, what do I do now?" Shane exclaimed, as he watched Trish dash off into the bathroom.

"Well let's see…you do want this baby right?" I asked him

"Yes, of course I do! I want to be a daddy. I didn't mean to offend her…" Shane trailed off.

"Alright then, go in there and apologize. I think you can handle it from there.

Shane nodded his head, and ran into the WOMEN'S bathroom after Trish. I heard Trish yelling at him, heard Shane yell "OUCH!" and then about 5 minutes later they emerged, Trish cuddled up under Shane's arm that was draped across her shoulder. It was pretty funny, at least to me it was.

End Flashback

Yes, Trish and Shane were doing well, and their parents were about as excited as they were! Shane's mom and Trish's mom had already started planning a baby shower! Life was good for Trish, and I was happy for her. She deserved to be happy, and I knew that this baby was going to be in good hands.

My surgery was scheduled for next week, the week before Christmas. Randy had stopped by my place to help me get decorated for Christmas. I wanted to get the house all decorated before John brought Brianna back, and that was two days away. Let me tell you, buying a real Christmas tree down in Florida is pretty darn expensive, I should've just compromised and gotten a palm tree or something. Oh well, even if there's no snow, I'm going to give Bri a semi-traditional Christmas. She'll get to see snow when we go up to Michigan for Christmas at my parents.

"Sara, where are the ornaments?" Randy hollered from upstairs.

"Um, I don't remember where John put them. Did you check in the far hall closet up there?" I yelled back.

"Yea, there's nothing. Do you think they could be in the garage?" Randy replied, as he made his way back down the stairs.

"Hang on, I'm thinking." I answered. "Yes, I think they are in the garage."

"Ok. I'll be back." Randy told me, as he turned and headed for the garage.

I sat down on the couch, and stared at the array of Christmas decorations I had sitting before me. This task seems more impossible every minute.

"I found em!" Randy exclaimed. He came back into the living room with a big Rubbermaid container that said 'ornaments' on the side.

"Thank God!" I stated, as Randy sat down next to me.

"Man, we are going to have to pull an all nighter just to get this half-way finished." Randy stated.

"I was just thinking that this was seeming impossible. Oh well this it's break time." I replied.

Randy just nodded his head, and we sat in a tense, uncomfortable silence. There had been a lot of tension, sexual tension according to Trish and newly informed Shane, between Randy and I. Personally, I was beginning to buy into Trish's fantasy about Randy and me possibly becoming a couple, but I just didn't think he felt the same way. It was like a wall was between us, and I'm pretty sure that wall was named John.

"So you nervous for the surgery?" Randy asked me.

"Eh, not really. I'm not looking forward to the recovery. I'm going to have like a metal bolt sticking out of my wrist. That's not going to be comfy, and I'm sure it will get in the way." I told him.

"Ouch, I'm glad that I'm not the one who's getting the bolt put in my wrist." Randy retorted.

"Thanks for your sympathy!" I replied, as I elbowed him. "Hey, can I ask you a personal question?"

"Depends." Randy answered.

"Ok, how come you're not married or dating anybody. You've been single for way too long my friend, and you aren't getting any younger!" I blurted out.

"Hmm, haven't thought about it. I guess I haven't found anyone who comes close to… well, I just haven't found anybody interesting enough for me." Randy replied.

"Randall Keith Orton, are you GAY?" I teased, as I got up off the couch.

"Whoa there, just because I'm not dating anyone right now doesn't mean I'm gay!" Randy retorted with a mischievous look on his face. He stood up, and I started backing away from him, because I felt that I would be getting tickled in the near future. I wound up backing into a box, and falling flat on my butt. Randy let out a bellowing laugh.

"I'm just glad there was a pillow on the floor to semi break my fall!" I said, as I looked up at him.

Randy reached a hand down to me, and I smiled, and accepted. He wasn't ready for me to pull on his arm, and he came crashing down the floor next to me. We both laughed it up for a food 5 minutes, until Randy had me pinned to the ground and started tickling me! This wasn't fair, there was no way my 135 pound self (yes I had gained some weight back) could get away from the 245 Randy Orton. It wasn't like I didn't mind being pinned by him though, hehe!

Finally he stopped with his face inches away from mine.

"You win." I quietly said.

"Yea, I win." Randy replied as he stared into my eyes.

The sexual tension was so thick that I felt like I was going to suffocate. I didn't want to make the first move, but if this man didn't kiss me or something I was going to die! Randy's face was now barely separate from mine, and still there was no contact. He is torturing me, that must be it. This torture continued for a few more seconds until with a small grin, he pressed his lips to mine. A chill went down my spine as I pulled Randy closer to me. He got the message and deepened our kiss. I swear that the room seemed to be spinning, I could be in Heaven…

Randy's POV:

All my worries about Sara's reaction to being kissed had flown out the window; she seemed to have wanted this as much as I had. I was still amazed that after all this time, I was finally kissing the object of my affection. A knock on the door forced Sara to break our kiss, and I rolled off of her.

"Funny, I'm not expecting anyone…" Sara muttered as she hurried to the door. I peered at the door, and saw a FedEx man standing with two boxes. Sara signed for them, and thanked the man and shut the door. I had made my way back onto the couch, and watched as Sara ran her good hand through her hair. She looked at the boxes, and then looked at me.

"These are some Christmas presents I ordered for Bri. Remind me to hide them before she gets here." Sara told me.

"Ok, no problem." I replied.

Sara went to get a drink in the kitchen, and then came back and sat down next to me.

"So…" she stated.

"So?" I replied.

"Where are we going from here?" she asked me. Her blue eyes had turned darker and she just looked at me.

"There's no going back now is there." I commented.

"Nope, I definitely couldn't go back to just being friends." Sara answered.

"That's good, because I don't want to go back to being friends." I told her as I put an arm around her shoulder.

"Really? So we're together now I guess, right?" Sara replied, with a glimmer in her eye.

"I guess so. Any complaints?" I retorted.

"No. Sure took you long enough Orton." Sara replied.

We both burst out laughing, and then I pulled her in for another kiss. This was something I could get used to.

A/N: There, they are together! The next chapter should be an enjoyable one! Please keep reviewing!