Randy went and sat in his locker room. He held his head in his hands in nothing more than pure frustration.

He suspected Roxanna was hiding something from him. The question is, what?

He looked around the room, then at the clock. Another few hours and he will have participated in his first match in over 25 months. A match which was high on emotion and negative vibes.

Randy changed into his gear and went and sat back down. Alone. In the dark. His frustration turning into focus. He knew exactly what he had to do.

The cool air swirled around him. He dug deep in his bag for his old 'Legend Killer Tour' t-shirt. 'Man, it's been a long time.' he smirked to himself. That t-shirt had so many of the business' Legends names on it, including Mick Foley, Ric Flair and his good friend, Shawn Michaels.

From a distance, the two men looked like they wouldn't get along for the love nor money. But they did. Shawn, like Randy, had back problems and was encouraged and inspired by Shawn's words of wisdom. Shawn was one of the first people to visit him after his suicide attempt...

Flashback; June 6th 2005.

Randy was sat in his hospital bed, moping. He looked at all of the cards he had received from different people, not one of them meaning a damn thing. They all echoed each other. The same words. The same pictures. The same meaningless messages that the foolish person who had sent it wrote. He couldn't look at them for too long. They made him want to vomit.

Still wallowing in his pool of depression, he was less than happy when the nurse told him he had a visitor...

"Oh Randy..." the man gasped, shocked at how less Randy looked than before.

To be truthful, he looked terrible. His once muscular body had vanished and turned into nothing more than skin and bones. His eyes had lost their usual blue sparkle, the same sparkle that made girls want to die for him. His skin, pale and lifeless.

Shawn walked over to his friend and sat in his chair next to his bed. Randy looked at him but dare not speak.

"Why Randy, why?" he asked, frowning at his younger friend.

Randy couldn't answer. He sat up. Tears fell down his face. Shawn hugged him, Randy's shaking sending HBK into his own state of shock. Randy had never seemed like the kind of person that would do anything like that. He was passionate about life and lived it to the up most.

"I just can't..."

"Do what?" Shawn asked, gently forcing Randy's eyes to look into his.

"Live without her." His angry tears said it all.

Shawn knew that Roxanna's leaving had hit him hard. The poor bloke didn't know what to do with himself. Shawn embraced Randy once again, now tighter as he felt tears on his shirt. Randy was finally letting all of his emotions out, something which he hadn't done in such hast before.

After a while, Randy pulled away from Shawn, the tears finally stopping. Shawn wiped away Randy's final tears and spoke.

"I know, I know exactly how you feel. Like your whole world has been destroyed and there is no way to stop it. Believe me, I'm no stranger to that. The important thing to remember is that one day, maybe not now, everything will lead back to her, if it's meant to be. Fate can't separate you for too long. The attraction is too great. The attraction, like love, is too strong."

Most people wouldn't have understood what Shawn had just said, but Randy did. Randy nodded his head and did something he hadn't done in ages. Smiled.

End of Flashback.

Ever since that day, Shawn had visited him every week just to check up on him. Randy admired Shawn. Not just for his in ring talent, but for his never ending optimism that had gotten him through this whole nightmare.

A knock came at the door, making Randy switch back into the present. Rob Van Dam walked over to Randy and sat next to him.

"So, you're big return in half an hour?"

"Yep, I thought it was never going to come!" Randy laughed faintly.

"If you feel like you want to stop the match at any point..."

"Rob, listen to me. There will be no need to quit, none what so ever. Tonight, Evolution is going to be put to an end!" Randy announced proudly, smiling to RVD as they made there way to the backstage area.

Roxy was in her office, eagerly awaiting Randy's match to start. She wanted to see how well the fans accepted him again, not to mention how well he could wrestle. But was that her only motive?

Triple H, followed by Ric Flair had made their way to the ring. They were more than ready to cripple Randy, even if that meant getting disqualified in the act.

Rob Van Dam entered the ring as Evolution were held back by the referee. RVD looked anxiously over at the curtain, awaiting his tag team partner.

Suddenly, Randy's music hit, making the noise in the audience rocket through the roof! Many had really missed the cocky, yet confident, third generation superstar who over the years they had learned to adore.

The crowed were really behind both RVD and Randy through out the match. When Randy got tagged in, all of the women screamed in excitement. To them, he was the '00s version of HBK. Randy however blocked their screams out. He knew what he had to do and couldn't take any chances.

During the match, both the Nature Boy and The Game had worked on Randy's back. He had been put in numerous submission holds including camel clutch and sharp shooter. Yet, despite the pain, Randy held on and when he couldn't, RVD held on for him, interrupting the move.

RVD had now decided that desperate times called for desperate measures. Triple H, who was standing on the apron, was taunting Randy and telling him to give up. Rob was infuriated. He ran to the other side of the ring and started pounding on Triple H, much to the annoyance of Flair. Ric got distracted and, trying to help his best friend, got shoved back into the ring by RVD.

Randy by this time, although unsteady, was on his feet. Out of nowhere, he hit his former mentor with the patented RKO for the three count!

The crowd, not to mention Rob, were smiling from ear to ear. Randy could hardly believe it. He had managed to get through his first match back and he felt good for it.

As Earl Hebner raised Rob and Randy's hands, they hugged, tears forming in both men's eyes.

Randy and Rob celebrated with the fans for a while before heading to the back. Both men were exhausted but ecstatic at the way the match had turned out.

Randy smirked as he headed to Roxy's office. He was trying to convince her to go out for a celebration rather than a 'date'.

He finally arrived at her office. He knocked but there was no reply. He opened the door silently, not making a noise and he couldn't believe what he saw.

Roxy was in the arms of another man. Randy's eyes widened, they were too involved with each other to notice anyone at the door.

Randy tutted to himself. His happiness turned to anger. His whole evening ruined. Unless...if she didn't want him, maybe somebody else would?

Randy hurried to Chris Jericho's locker room...

"Woe, where's the fire Randy?" Chris joked, Randy less than impressed.

"Does your offer still stand? Can I still come out with you tonight?"

"Sure Randy...we'll be going in about half an hour so if you want to get changed." Chris was careful with his words. Randy was a little more than pissed off...