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Chapter 8

It was that morning when we had Summer Slam, when there was knock in my room and I saw sad looking Matthew standing behind it. He told that he had a call that his father had died. He had talked with Eric and he had said that Matthew could go home, if I agreed with that. Naturally I said yes and ensured him that I would manage. And I would have medics helping me at the show.

Before we went to arena, I saw that Paul and Randy were in really bad terms, but I didn't worry about that, I thought that there wouldn't be so bad beating and I knew that Randy could take care of himself. Though I knew that, if Randy could win the Heavyweight Championship belt from Chris Benoit, Paul might be quite pissed. I hoped that Chris would keep the belt, despite all the rumours. Oh, how wrong I was, practically in everything…

I drove with Chris to arena. I prepared first aid room with medics and started to wait the show.

After the second match Eric came to me and told, that there had been a major accident at the motorway and all free ambulances had to go there, including that one which we had in the show, so our medics had to leave. I couldn't do anything to that, I just hoped that evening would go well. It was quite easy evening for me, until the last match started. That match was Benoit vs. Randy Orton and it was about World Heavyweight Championship.

Randy won the match and got the belt. Chris came to me for patching and while I made sure that he didn't have such injuries, that he had to go to hospital, I happened to glance to monitor, which was in first aid room. Dave had lifted Randy to his shoulders and he was celebrating his win. Paul stood infront them and suddently he turned his thumbs down. Dave fell backwards and dropped Randy, then he, Paul and Ric started to beat and kick the new champion.

"Oh my god." I said quietly.

"I did expect that." Chris stated, but didn't seem to be so happy about it.

I had Chris patched, when Randy came in between two deferees. He had been beaten quite badly and he was hauling his left arm. Deferees left immediately after they had lowered Randy at the bench.

"Oh shit, Randy." I said quietly, I was a bit worried of him.

"Con, I can stay and help." Chris said.

"You don't need to. I'm sure I can get someone help me if I need that. You are self a bit bruised, so go to shower and then to hotel to get some rest. " I answered.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. Just go."

Chris looked at me and Randy a bit worried, but then he left. I stood in front Randy and he lifted his eyes and watched at me.

"Poor Randy. I think we should go to hospital." I said when I got a towel, so I got the blood wiped off his face.

"No, not to hospital." He said quietly.

"But Randy, I think it would be the best thing to do. You may have internal injuries." I said a bit worried.

"Constantine, I don't want to go to hospital." He said, or almost begged.

"But…"

"Please."

"Okay. We'll see. Does your arm hurt?" I gave up a bit hesitantly.

Randy nodded.

"Elbow hurts."

I examined his elbow and discovered that it was dislocated, but I thought that it wasn't broken.

"Okay, I need help for getting this in place again. I'll go see if I can find someone, who could help me. Try to wipe the blood off our face. I will come back soon." I said giving him the towel.

I stepped to corridor and left the door open. I was just coming round the corner, when I saw Shelton Benjamin.

"Ah, Shelton. Can you help me? Randy is in quite bad shape and I need some help." I said to him.

"I saw what they did to him. Sure I can come and help." He answered.

We went back to the door and I noticed that it was closed.

'I left that open' I thought. Then I heard yelling and gasp of pain from inside. Shelton glanced at me.

"Oh no." I cried out at the same time when Shelton opened the door and rushed to pull off Paul, who was holding Randy by his collar. I entered more slowly and stood then in the middle of the room.

"Paul! What are you doing? Let him go!" I yelled.

This had no impact, it wasn't too much infulence in Shelton trying to pull him further off Randy either. Paul was much stronger and managed to hit Randy for a second time.

"Let him go!" I yelled again.

"What's going on here?" I heard my brothers voice from the door and turned. Chris, Trish, Dave and Adam were standing there.

"Chris, help him!" I said and everyone except Dave rushed to help Shelton. I saw that Dave hesitated a little and begged him.

"Dave, please. Help him."

He looked at my eyes and then he went to help others. He pulled Paul further off Randy and Trish helped him to sit on the bench. Dave, Adam and Chris forced Paul out of the room and Trish stayed with us, quite soon Chris came back.

"Shouldn't we get him to the hospital?" Chris asked.

"I agree. But he doesn't want to and I heard, that there might be quite busy today. There was a bad accident at the motorway and it might take quite long time to get there, because our ambulance had to leave as well. At the hospital we might have to wait long too." I explained.

I pulled Randys elbow back to its place with help of Chris and Trish. Then I took care of his other cuts. When we were ready to go to hotel, arena was quiet, almost everyone had left already.

"It's best that he comes to my room. I want to keep eye on him." I said to Chris when we were at the hotel.

"Is that a good idea? You should get some rest…" He said a bit worried.

"Chris, don't argue with me on this. Someone has to keep eye on him at least few next days. And home leaving isn't an option during two - three next days." I said seriously.

"But, Tinnie…" Chris tried to argue.

"No. Don't say anything." I interrupted him.

We were at my room door and when I had let Chris, Trish and Randy in, they lowered him in my bed.

"Where are you going to sleep?" Chris asked.

"I'll think it later. Just go now."

Chris and Trish went slowly to door.

"Sis, if you need any help, just let me know." He turned to me.

I nodded and closed door behind them.

I went back to Randy and he looked at me.

"Thanks, Con."

"I'm just doing my job. You were beaten quite badly." I said seriously.

"You don't have to…"

He gasped of pain and I looked at him. I was a bit worried.

"I'll give you painkillers. Then you should try to get some sleep."

I gave the pills to him.

"Where you are going to sleep?" He asked weakly.

"Don't worry, I can go to couch. Just sleep now." I smiled weakly and covered him with duvet.

I took a spare duvet for my self and my pyjamas and went to livingroom. I had just changed my clothes, when I heard a knock from the door. I thought that it was my brother.

"Chris, I said… Ah, Dave." I said when I opened the door and saw Dave standing there.

"How's Randy?"

"Well, he is quite bruised, his elbow was dislocated and I think he got a mild concussion. But it doesn't seem like he has any broken bones or internal damages." I answered I let him in.

"I'm sorry about what we did… I actually didn't want to…" Dave tried to explain.

"Dave, you have to apologize Randy, not me." I said a bit angrily and he noticed that. He looked to my eyes, damn he was so hot!

"Are you angry at me?" Oh my god, how could I be angry at him… He was so sweet and cute and… Calm down hormones, calm down!

"No, I'm not angry at you. Paul is the one who's a jerk here." I answered truthfully.

Dave smiled a bit.

"Chris said, that you should have a bit sleep at least and I agree. I can keep eye at Randy, so you can go sleep to my room."

'What? Chris talked with him? I will kill that stupid brother of mine' were my deep, deep thoughts. At loud I said.

"You don't need to. And if Paul…"

"Paul, Steph and Ric left already. They will not know about this. And I want to help." Dave interrupted me.

"But you have to get some sleep too." I tried to explain.

"Not as much as you." He said giving me his keycard.

"Alright." I sighed, because in reality I was tired. "Randy is sleeping. If there is any problems in night, call me immediately."

"I will." Dave promised.

I went to Daves room thinking that why in the earth I gave up on him so easily, it just wasn't my usual behaviour. I lied down on his bed thinking that I won't get any sleep, because I was worried about Randy. His sheets smelled so good, there was his scent… Damn hormones! Then I was asleep.

I woke up in the middle of the night and glanced at clock. It was three. I lied a while in the bed, but I couldn't get sleep and I pulled myself up. I went to my own room door and opened it. Dave turned to look at me from the couch.

"Con, I promised to give you a call if there's any problems."

"I just couldn't sleep anymore. Have you been awake the whole time?

"I promised keep on eye him."

Then we heard moan from bedroom and Dave was there much faster than I. Randy was awake and looked at us his eyes glittering. Somethimes it wasn't a good sign, so I put my hand on his forehead.

"Geez, Randy. You are burning up." I was worried.

"Shouldn't we get him to the hospital?" Dave asked.

Before I had time to say anything, Randy said very quietly.

"I don't want to go to hospital."

I sighed.

"Let's try to get the fever down. Dave, there is towels in first aid bag, wet a couble with cold water. And could you bring the bag to me, please?"

Dave nodded and brought the bag taking a coouple of towels. I gave Randy a couple of pills and when Dave brought wet towels, I put other to Randys forehead and other to his chest. Then I sat on the bed.

"Now we can't do anything else than wait." I looked at Dave.

Randy fell asleep again and I went to living room with Dave. He sat on chair and closed TV. I lied down to couch. I fell asleep soon and on the morning I woke up when Dave shaked gently my arm. He looked really tired.

"What time it is?" I asked sleeply.

"It's nine." He andwered and continued. "Randy has slept whole end of the night peacefully."

"Good." I said I pulled my self up muttering. "Damn stomach."

Dave looked at me grinning.

"Is your stomach on your way?"

"You could say so." I answered dryly.

"I'm going to get Randys stuff here. I have to leave soon anyway." Dave said.

"Yeah, do that."

Dave went to his own room. I went to check on Randy and looked a while at, he was still sleeping. Then I put my hand to his forehead and notited for my satisfaction, that it wasn't nearly as hot anymore. Suddently he opened his eyes.

"Constantine?"

"Yes, Randy."

"I don't know what to say… Thank you."

"Don't thank me yet. I can't let you fly for a few days yet, so we have to stay here. You're stuck with me." I said grinning a little.

"It doesn't mather."

I felt his elbow, it was a bit swollen, but I believed that it was on right place and getting better. I went to living room change my clothes and then I heard knock from the door. I opened it and saw Chris and Eric standing behind it.

"Chris said that Randy is here. How is he?" Eric Bischoff asked when they came in.

"Well, he's ok. He is awake, so you can go to bedroom."

Chris looked me closely.

"You look tired."

"Well, I got some sleep at least. You should see Dave… He kept eye on Randy the whole night." I answered.

"Really?" Chris sounded amazed.

I nodded and then the door opened and Dave entered the room.

"Chris." He greeted my brother. "Con, here is Randys bag."

He dropped the bag to floor. Chris looked at us both but decided not to say anything, which I appreciated….

I said to Eric, Chris and Dave that I would stay in hotel with Randy few days. They saw that it was no point of argue on that, so they all just nodded. They knew that I would keep my head in this thing.

I gave permission to Randy to get out of bed in evening, when he didn't have fever anymore and he assured me that it would drive him crazy, if he had to lay in bed all time. We watched the whole evening TV and I guess Randy was a bit bored, but I just couldn't let him leave our room yet.

"Okay Randy, I think I'm ready to go to sleep. I'll make a bed for myself here on couch." I said when clock was a bit past eleven.

"No, Con. I can sleep on couch." Randy answered.

"Don't talk crazy. I fit here much better than you."

"That bed is quite big, I'm sure we'll fit both on it." He said suddently and I looked at him confused.

"Don't worry, I won't fondle you." He said laughing a little. I wasn't actually worried about him… In the end he seemed to be quite alright guy, and I was pregnant…I mean I was controlled by my damn hormones.

"That's not it…"

"Well, that's settled then." Randy grinned.

I sighed, but followed him to the bedroom anyway.

On the next morning I woke up on the feeling that someone was staring me. When I opened my eyes, I saw Randy standing on the end of bed smile on his lips.

"Morning, Con."

"Morning. Did you sleep well?" I said pushing myself up.

"I slept quite well."

"I hope I didn't take too much space. I have this big belly…"

"Don't worry, I slept well." He interrupted me. "I'm really sorry about all what I have said to you in the past… I've been a jerk. And Con, have anybody said that you look really beautiful?"

Whoa! What the hell? Had he got harder hit on his head than I even thought?

"I'm sure I look really beautiful, my hair is messy, I'm without make up and I have a big stomach." I tried to joke, because I didn't know how to take his words.

"I mean it, you are really gorgeous."

"Okay, well… I want to get dressed, so…" I had to get rid of him and fast. He glanced at me and then he left the room. I was really confused, I didn't know how to take this all… And then there was Dave… Yes, I did have feelings for the big, dark man…

We spent next two days on the hotel and I forced Randy to go to meet doctor. For my releaf we got confirmation that he didn't have any other injuries and his elbow was getting better. When it was time to leave the city, I flew to next town where we had next show and Randy flew to St. Louis for a couple of weeks.