Chapter 6: Heading to the Morgue
John let Stacy fall asleep again. He slept on the couch not far away from bed Stacy was in. She was worn out, she was sick after all and tired from crying her eyes out.
"Stacy… Stacy…" a deep and haunting voice was calling her. She knew that voice! But never did she hear it that way, like it was haunting her.
"Stacy… I love you…" were the last words she heard before she jerked awake.
"Randy!" She shouted as she bolted up from the bed. Her chest was heaving once again. And she cried yet again... Her tears were mixed with sweat. John, who was not far away from the bed, woke with a start when he heard Stacy's cry. He hurried over to her and put a comforting arm around her.
"Stace, what's wrong?" John asked softly. Though he already knows what she was crying about. He doesn't know what else to say to her. He was just hurting as much as she is. He's just wondering that why not a tear has not leaked out from his eyes yet.
"I saw Randy!" she said in a quiet voice. John raised an eyebrow to show his confusion. 'What is she talking about?' John asked to himself.
"I saw him in my sleep." She told him and wiped a tear from her cheek. Then she looked at the picture in her bedside table. The picture showed Randy hugging her from behind. They were both smiling.
"You mean you dreamed about him?" John asked.
"Yes, and he said… he said he loves me very much." Her voice started to crack again. Though she tried her best not to cry anymore. John just continued to comfort her.
"Where are they?" Stacy asked slowly, looking at John. Her face showed determination.
"Who?" John asked her back as he met her determined gaze.
"Randy and Dawn?" she finished. She saw John was also hurting from inside.
"They're already in a morgue not far away from H's house." John told her.
"I want to see him." Stacy said in a calm voice.
"Are you sure, Stace?" John asked, he himself wasn't sure if he's ready to see what Stacy is talking about. Stacy nodded.
"Okay, it's seven in the morning. Let's head to the morgue before we met someone and starts asking us questions." John said and got out of the bed as Stacy headed to bathroom to change into her white jeans and black fitting blouse. John waited for her in the couch outside the bedroom. When she was ready, the two of them hurriedly made their way outside the hotel they were in. Fortunately for them, they didn't meet any wrestlers or anybody as they got out.
"They must still be sleeping." John thinking out loud when he found the hallways deserted.
It took them a fifteen-minute ride before they arrived at the said morgue. They went inside and asked where the bodies where when they saw Bob and Elaine Orton walking in a hallway to their left. They didn't seem to notice the two wrestlers as they continued to head outside of the structure. Stacy wanted to run to them but John stopped her.
"Let them be alone Stace." John said to her and she just sadly nodded.
"Where can we find the bodies of Randy Orton and Dawn Marie?" John asked in a strong voice to the lady in information. The woman raised her head and look at them with a bored and weary expression on her face.
"Dawn Marie is in that 3rd room to your left." She replied as she pointed the said room.
"What about Randy Orton?" Stacy asked, she was almost crying once again.
"I'm sorry Miss but the family of Mr. Orton requested that no one will be allowed to see the body. Immediate family only." The woman explained to her.
"What? But I'm as good as his family. I'm his girlfriend!" she said in a shocked voice.
"I'm really sorry Miss, but Mr. Bob Orton has personally requested this." The woman said again. Stacy was about to argue some more when someone from the back, they heard their names.
"There, that's Stacy Keibler and John Cena!" Jim, the assistant exclaimed in an excited voice as he pointed the direction of the two wrestlers to Lieutenant James Parker.
"Do you think I didn't see them, boy?" the lieutenant snapped at his assistant as the two of them made their way towards the pair.
"Good morning Miss Keibler, Mr. Cena. I hope you two are well." The two just nodded half-heartedly.
"And you are Lieutenant Parker if I'm not mistaken?" John said to the lieutenant as Jim, the assistant keeping looking with awe at John Cena.
"Yes Mr. Cena. How are you doing Miss Keibler?" the lieutenant asked Stacy when he noticed the young woman wasn't speaking at all.
"I'm okay." Stacy lied as she held the tears back that were threatening to fall once again.
"Can we go over the case lieutenant?" John asked the lieutenant. He wants to know how his girlfriend and best friend died.
"Are you sure Mr. Cena? Miss Keibler?" he asked and Stacy and John nodded with determination.
"Very well, in the cafeteria." He said and motioned for them to follow. They took seats in the cafeteria and waited for Lieutenant Parker to settle down.
"What happened to them?" Stacy took the courage to break the awful silence between them to ask about how Randy died. The lieutenant let out a sigh before answering her question.
"They were stabbed. DOA. Dead on arrival." Lieutenant Parker said in a very calm and straight voice.
"Stabbed?" John asked weakly.
"They must be on their way to the hotel and picked up a hitch hiker." The lieutenant continued.
"But… But where's the suspect?" Stacy asked in a shaky voice.
"I'm sorry to inform you but the criminal didn't leave a clue. Not to discourage you or anything but there have been many cases similar to this, and I mean, very similar to this and the criminal has never been caught. All those cases have been closed."
"But what about Randy?" Stacy asked again.
"We saw something in the backseat of his car. Jim, kindly get it." Lieutenant Parker ordered his assistant. After a few minutes, the assistant came back with a bouquet of flowers in his hands. Stacy felt tears falling down her face once again. Jim handed the bouquet of beautiful flowers to Stacy and she took it with shaking hands. She read the card,
Stace, here's a bouquet of flowers for you. Eleven of it is real and one is not. That will tell you that I'll love you until the last one dies. Will you marry me?
Randy
She wanted to faint right the moment. Jim came over to her and gave her an encouraging look.
"Don't worry Miss Keibler, Randy is…" but before he could finish his sentence, Lieutenant Parker cut him off.
"I'm sorry Miss Keibler." He said finally and glared at Jim.
a/n: whoa! lol, nothing. please leave a review. thanks. btw, sorry if Randy's message is so dumb! and Reema, if you're reading this, please delete those extra reviews i dropped on your story. lol, told you connection's dumb. till next chap guys!
