Slipping on her dressing gown, Roxanna crept down the wooden stairs before entering her new living room. Before entering, she could hear the light sound of the TV buzzing. She opened the door slightly to see who was there. It was none other than Chris Jericho.
"Chris, are you ok?"
"Yeah, I just wanted to see if Fozzy were on the top 50 Download Festival Moments of all time."
"Were you?"
"Nah, it was mainly Sabbath, Motorhead and System of a Down. So, what's up? Why are you down here?"
"Couldn't sleep." she muttered.
"Oh. You had a long phone conversation with your Mom...can't you guys use e-mail or something?" he laughed half heartily.
"It's nice to hear her voice sometimes..." Roxy replied, sitting next to him on the black leather couch.
"You miss her don't you?"
"Sometimes. I don't miss the interrogation, that's for sure!"
"Ummm...still, you two were close."
"We still are I guess...I dunno, it's hard being so far away from her. Sometimes it would be nice to see her more often than I do."
"I can relate to that. I miss my family when I'm away from them. You see, it doesn't matter whether your family live in America, Canada, England, uh, Russia, when you are in the wrestling business, seeing them is a rarity. It's good when you do get to see them though."
"You have a son, don't you?"
"Yep, little Ash is only a kid. I miss him on the road sometimes chronic. Do you wanna see a picture of him?"
"Sure, if you've got one handy."
Jericho took a tiny passport sized picture of his son out of his wallet. The small blonde hair, blue eyed boy was obviously Chris' son. He had the same cheeky smirk and wavy hair.
Roxy admired the picture. Chris didn't know how lucky he was to have a healthy child.
"He's gorgeous...he looks so much like you!"
"Hey, don't let Randy hear you say that!" Y2J laughed, placing the image in front of his credit cards and receipts.
"What's it like being a parent?"
"Great...a lot of the time! When you've got past the whole pooping their pants stage, really, it's great fun! Then you get into the throwing up in the middle of the night stage!"
Chris and Roxy laughed.
"You wanna be a Mom, don't you?" Chris questioned gently.
Roxy took her time in answering. She looked at the ceiling.
"Chris, do you ever get the feeling that you were too young to appreciate such a good thing?"
"Sometimes..."
"That's how I feel. Olivia...mine and Randy's baby girl. I want to know everything that could have been her. You know? Everything from eye colour to her favourite TV show...everything. My heart wasn't in the pregnancy at the time. It seems too late for it to be now."
"Come on now, there will be plenty of time for you and Randy to have more children."
"Yeah but they'll never be like Olivia will they?"
"Perhaps not. You're lucky though. You can conceive naturally. A lot of women don't even get that far."
"True. Randy would love to be a Father, I know he would."
"I know he would too. Listen, don't ever let him know that I've told you this but he said that if you had died with the baby, he would have gone too."
"Really?"
"Uh hu. All day, while you were gone, he couldn't stop talking about you. We could hardly get a word in edge ways! Believe me, he's delighted to have you back with him and I personally have never, ever seen him so happy before."
"Thanks Chris, that was exactly what I needed."
"So, are you planning on having children now?"
"Nope, not at the minute. The timing isn't right. Maybe in a year or two...we haven't really discussed it that much."
Both unaware that Randy had been outside listening to every word they had just been saying, Mr RKO walked in the room.
"Hey, sweetie, why aren't you in bed?"
"I never knew you cared!" Chris joked smiling broadly.
"Ha ha. Not. Anyway, c'mon, we've got a long day tomorrow..." Randy reasoned.
"Don't you mean today?" Roxy asked, standing up.
"Yeah. Chris, what's up with you?"
"Fozzy weren't on the top 50 Download moments dammit!"
"Geez, you're obsessed!" Randy laughed.
"So would you be if you had a world famous rock band that played to 50,000 Fozzy fans at the Download Festival!"
"That was in 2005...it is now 2007, right Roxy?" Randy asked.
"Don't drag me into it!" she said, walking out of the room and closing the door after her.
"Chris, is she ok?" Randy asked in a slightly worried manner.
"Yeah, seems a little down. Said she couldn't sleep but didn't want any tablets. I think her Mom offended her while they were talking on the phone about something."
"Ummm, well, I talk to her later. She won't feel like doing it at the minute. Are you going to bed now Chris? It's just past 1 o'clock."
"Yeah, I'd better. Who's driving first in the morning?"
"I will, I don't mind. See you later Chris."
"Yeah, see ya." Chris said when he reached his bedroom for the evening. Plonking himself down on his bed, he realised just how sensitive his friends girl was. Someone who is meant to be a ruthless general manager surely can't be like that can they? Yet, he liked her because she was genuine. And that was the best thing about her and Randy's relationship, it was genuine, despite what many people thought...including Roxanna's Mum.
