Ch 1

Authors Note: I wrote the majority of this entire fic over the last day, it was like a burst of inspiration, so hook me up with your thoughts.

Disclaimer: I own no one

I saw him there, standing across the room from me and my friends. The cocky SOB that always has someone talking about him. People always told me that he was a good for nothing bastard. He always seemed so calm and collected. He always had his swagger about him. The attitude that he was better than everyone else. Hell, I would be lying if I said I didn't find him attractive. That bad boy vibe is normally my thing, but this isn't any normal man. This is Randy Orton we are talking about here. This time though, he didn't have that confidence about him. Something was missing. He didn't look happy. He didn't look pissed off. In fact, he looked sad...disheveled almost. Now, I haven't really said much to Randy in our time together in the WWE. A "Hi" here, a "How's it going?" there. It's not like I wanted to get involved in his personal business. But hey, can I help it that I'm one caring individual? I think not.

"What do you think is going on with him?" I asked Stacy during the middle of her sentence.

"Who?" She responded as she looked at me.

"Him." I said with a nod in his direction.

"Oh who knows. But who cares. He's probably just thinking about the girl he didn't get to bang last night." She said before she continued on with her story. After a few more minutes of her pointless story I decided enough was enough.

"Stace, I'll be right back." I said as I got up from the table that I was sitting at.

"Oh, alright, I think I'm gunna go find Chris then. I'll see you later T." Stacy said as she also got up from the table and headed towards the door.

"I'll find you before I leave so we can ride back to the hotel together." I said as she reached the door. She nodded with a smile and walked out into the hallway.

He was still just standing there, looking lost. I didn't want to intrude, I really didn't, but I couldn't just look at him standing there like that anymore.

"Umm...hey. Is everything alright?" I asked him as I walked closer to where he was standing.

"Why does it matter to you?" He responded coldly as he looked up from the floor and directly into my eyes.

"It doesn't. You just seemed a little upset. I thought I'd see how things were going. Sorry for being polite." I said as I walked over to a table and grabbed an unopened water bottle off it and opened it up.

"Well forget about it. I don't need anyone's help." He said as his eyes resumed their previous glare on the floor.

"I wasn't trying to help you." I said as I took a sip of my water.

"Whatever." He grumbled as he left the room.

So the one time I try to be nice, I get pushed away. Lovely. But I guess I should be use to that by now. It's not like this is the first time.

"Well well well...look who we have here." Jay Reso said as he stepped into the catering room with me. Jay and I have quite the past. About a month or so after we met each other we decided to take things to the next level. We were a couple for a while, almost a year in fact. But we both decided that we just weren't meant to be. Ever since then he's been like a big brother to me, he's one of my best friends. I couldn't imagine life without him.

"Look who's talking." I responded with a smirk as I took another sip of my water.

"What was all that about?" He asked me as he grabbed a bag of chips and a sandwich from the table with all the food on it.

"What?" I asked as I sat down across from him at the table that he decided to sit at.

"Come on Stratus, I saw you talking to Orton. What were you thinking?" He asked as he unwrapped his sandwich and took a big bite out of it.

"He didn't seem him normal self. So I asked him what was going on." I said as I grabbed a chip from his now open bag of chips.

"You shouldn't start with him." Jay said as he continued to consume his sandwich.

"I can take care of myself, Jay." I responded as I stuck my tongue out at him.

"Yeah, that's exactly what you said last time. And it seems like I ended up having to kick his ass." He said as his sandwich was nearly finished.

"Nothing's going to happen between me and Orton. And you can bank on that." I said with a wink as I grabbed another chip from him and walked out of the room.