Once finally arriving home, Roxy plonked her brief case down near the front door. She could hear laughing coming from the front room.

'Like hell are the decorating!' she thought to herself.

In all truthfulness, there wasn't a lot of decorating that needed doing. The house was brand new and had already been decorated in whites and creams throughout. Although not directly Randy of Roxy's taste, it was suitable for the time being. Roxy had laid out a few designs for them to brows over of what she would personally like. Randy didn't really give too much of a damn - as long as his beloved girlfriend was happy, he didn't give to much of a shit!

As she walked along the laminate, oak wood flooring, she stopped at the doorway. She smiled warmly at the five men stood in the front living room, oblivious to the fact that she had walked through the door. Folding her arms gently, she smirked sarcastically at all three men who were covered in different coloured paints. She coughed lightly and Shelton Benjamin was the first to turn around. He tapped Randy on his bicep. Randy turned quickly to find Roxy smirking.

"Hey." he breathed, walking over to her and inviting her in for a hug.

She declined quickly, holding her hands up in front of her, shaking her head.

"Save that till after you get cleaned up. I don't want my suit getting messed up!" she joked.

"Why?" Randy pouted, still walking slowly over to her.

"I just told you!" she giggled, walking slowly backwards. She reaches the stairs where she runs and finally reaches her and Randy's new bathroom.

She locks the door upon entering the designer black and white tiled bathroom. It had gold swirls on some of the bottom tiles that surrounded the edge of the bath and sink. Roxy found some of her cloths from the airing cupboard before changing out of her suit. She scooped her clothes up before dumping them into the washing basket.

Upon leaving the bathroom, she walked out onto the landing where Randy was stood, waiting for her.

"What are you still doing up her?" she asked, confusedly.

"Greeting you baby...oh yeah, there's something I would like you to see."

"What?"

"You'll see." Randy said, gently pressing his hands against her shoulders and taking her over to their new bedroom.

Randy pulled the door two.

Before we go in, I hope you like it, I think you will...ummm...yeah, lets go in..."

"Randy, with all due respect we have four mates downstairs who are gonna find it slightly suspicious if we are in the bedroom for too long together!" she laughed slightly.

"They can wait, this can't!" he said, opening the door and pushing her in slowly.

Roxanna found out what Randy was meaning. Standing on the fourth wall was a huge canopy bed with white, gold and blue drapes flourishing it. She gasped slightly before jumping into Randy's arms.

"Oh my God, how did you know!" she cooed. It had been a dream of hers since being very little to have this style of bed as it was.

"Just an inclination I got in a phone call from your Mom."

"Is she ok? She's not mad or something?" she questioned cautiously.

"No, no she's fine. She just wanted to know how you were really. She said she'll call later."

"Oh ok. Thanks."

"It's good to see you happy..." Randy chuckled, kissing his partner on the lips.

After a few minutes, the couple realised it was time to go back downstairs to talk to Shelton Benjamin, Shawn Michaels, Chris Jericho and Rob Van Dam. As they walked into the room hand in hand, all four men had grins upon their faces.

"Nothing happened, I swear!" Roxy grinned.

"Sure, we believe you!" Y2J said, biting his lip.

"Ummm, yeah, so what have you guys done today?" Roxanna asked, hoping to change the subject.

"Well, we painted all five guest rooms and started on the dining room." Shawn replied.

"Cool, so can I see them?" Roxy asked impatiently.

After viewing all five guest rooms, all six people continued to talk for hours afterwards. All of the guests stayed in separate rooms for the evening as they would be doing house shows together over the weekend. All six of them would be travelling about together.

A little while later, Roxy's Mother, Charlotte, rang her up...

"So, how's the new house?" she asked amongst puffs of cigarettes.

"Awesome, it's interiors great! The guys have done a great job of it today..."

"I'm glad to hear it. Are you sure you and Randy are ready to be living together?"

"Of course I'm sure, I haven't been as sure as anything in my whole life!"

"That's what you thought before..." Charlotte muttered.

"And what's that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing dear, it's just, well, I always thought you and Gavin would be together that's all..."

Suddenly, Roxy's world stood still. Images of the slurring, drunken brute from a few weeks ago on Raw sent chills up and down her spine. She could still smell his breathe, reeking of brandy, once a smell she cherished, now despised.

"Roxy darling, are you still there?" her Mother asked.

"Yeah..."

"You sound slightly unsure. It must have been a terrible shock to you when he died. I would have got in contact sooner, it's just I could never seem to get a hold of you. Gavin was such a lovely man..."

"Are you totally oblivious to anything that happens in this world?" Roxy irritably asked.

"No, why?"

"He...he raped someone in Australia. She nearly died."

"Good heavens he never, to you, did he?"

"He attacked me Mum...only the once. It was after I refused to live in Australia with him..." she cried, lying slightly. Gavin had hit Roxy before the main attack in Australia.

"Rox, baby, why on earth didn't you tell me?"

"I dunno...I just couldn't." she sobbed.

"That bastard!" Charlotte spat. How she longed to rid her daughter of these vile moments...

"Mum, listen it's fine. It's all in the past. I don't care about him anymore." Roxy reassured, drying her eyes.

"When did you and Randy start going out again?"

"While we were in Australia...he protected me...he listened."

"I would have done the same!"

"I know, I know. But Randy was there for me. He showed me love. I love him. Please understand..."

After a lengthily conversation, Roxy hung up the phone. She was upset at some of the harsh comments her mother had said, not just about herself but about Randy. Shaking her head, she looked over at the clock. It was half past ten and she needed to be up and half four in the morning to get ready to travel to North Carolina for house shows.

She climbed into her new bed next to Randy. He was already fast asleep, he had been for about an hour. Roxy kissed his hand that lay across the top of the satin bed sheets before laying down beside him.

"Parents...who needs them?" she whispered, looking over once again at Randy. He stirred slightly, but didn't wake up.

By half past twelve, Roxy still wasn't asleep. She sat up in frustration. There was no point in taking any sleeping pills, she would be too drowsy for the rest of the day. She decided to go down to the living room to watch TV for a while.

To be continued...