A little while later, Chris was in the shower and Randy was still gob smacked that he'd been kissing Chris instead of his long term girlfriend! Shaking his head, Randy was still puzzled as to where Roxy was. It was unlike her just to get up and leave and Randy decided to call her mobile, just to check if she would answer it.

Holding the receiver to his ear he waited for the phone to pick up a connection. A buzzing noise came from the bed side cabinet. Randy looked in there to find it was Roxy's phone.

"Fuck it." he muttered, rolling back over. Suddenly, the door swung open quietly. It was Roxy, not even aware that Randy was awake.

"Oh, hi." she greeted, dumping some of her stuff on the floor. She was dressed and her hair naturally hung across her shoulders. She was wearing just casual clothing, in fact, she didn't even have to be at the hotel if she didn't want to, let alone the arena later that night. She tilted her head slightly, delving her hands slightly into her jeans pockets and looking at Randy in a confused manor.

"What's up?" she sweetly asked.

"Where d'ya go?" Randy questioned, sitting up.

"To Lita's room, you and Chris were snoring too loud and I only had about an eighth of the bed." Roxy explained, sitting on the edge of the bed, smiling lightly at Randy.

"Oh, ok, I just didn't know. You didn't take your phone." Randy said, handing Roxy her mobile.

"Must have forgotten it." she shrugged, taking the phone from Randy before flipping the top. "Do you want anything?"

"No, I'm ok thanks." Randy replied, sitting up to hug Roxy. She looked slightly spaced out and didn't fully embrace him. "What's up?" he asked, looking directly into her smudged, soft blue eyes.

"Nothing." she muttered faintly.

Just then, Chris walked out of the bathroom, sunglasses on and blazer wide open, wearing a Fozzy t-shirt underneath it.

"Morning." he smiled to Roxy who did the same back.

"Yeah, I'll be back in half an hour." Roxy stood up, putting her phone in her pocket and grabbing her keys.

"Where you going?" Randy stretched.

"I just need to go somewhere." Roxy replied, walking over to the door.

"Sure you'll be ok on your own?" Randy questioned once again.

"No, I'll be fine thanks." she semi-smiled, closing the door behind her.

"Unusual." Chris responded.

"Yep, that's what I thought." Randy raised an eyebrow. "She didn't even yell at me and there were no sarcastic comments!"

"Do you think she's ok?"

"I think she is. I don't think there can be that much wrong with her. She can be a little temperamental."

"It's nearly the anniversary of Olivia's death isn't it?" Chris asked, plonking himself down on the uncomfortable sofa as one of the springs recoiled, making Chris pull an uncertain - yet comical - face before looking back at Randy.

"Yeah, but, I dunno. She was fine last night." Randy mused thoughtfully.

"You really love her don't you?" Chris smirked.

"Yes, I'm mad about her but I dunno, sometimes, it feels like she cuts me out."

"She's always been quite independent, hasn't she?"

"Yeah, that's one of the things that first attracted me to her." Randy reminisced.

"You never know, maybe when you propose to her, maybe things will be different?" Chris suggested.

"I sure hope so." Randy agreed thoughtfully.

"Maybe it's just women's things." Chris concluded.

"Nah, it doesn't really piss Roxy off that much. You know how she is; she'll moan for a few minutes and then carry on and get everything sorted." Randy stated.

It was now Tuesday and Roxanna was still as un-talkative as she was on Friday morning. She hadn't really held a conversation with anyone over the past few days. She didn't appear to be pissed off, just really mellow and too relaxed. She hadn't gotten frustrated and spent the majority of her time sat in her office 'doing stuff for Raw' as she told Randy. He, by now, wanted to know what was wrong. He knew that she was a little preoccupied with what had been put in the newspapers a few days ago but had since been given an out of court settlement and an apology, not only from Stuart but from the newspaper itself for writing the story. The money that she had been given would go straight to the 'Make a Wish' campaign that the WWE were very much involved in. The charity helped children with terminal illnesses live the last few months of their lives in comfort, while doing something they always had wished to such as visiting Disney Land or something.

Randy was sat watching TV, by himself, when Roxy stepped into the room, relatively quietly. She ran a hand through her hair and moved a few things on the desk. Randy watched her in suspicion.

"You ok?" he asked.

"Fine." she nodded sedately.

"Come on, sit down, it's late." he smiled, patting the sofa.

"Ummm, ok." she shrugged, going and sitting next to him.

"You've been really quiet over the past few days; is there anything you want to talk about?" Randy quietly suggested.

Roxy just looked at him and sighed. She didn't know what to say.

"Rox, answer me?" Randy semi-laughed.

"Nope, it's ok thanks." she smiled faintly, pushing her hair out of her eyes.

"You know, if anything was up, I hope you would tell me, I want us to have the most honest relationship possible." Randy said sincerely, speaking from the heart. He didn't want to mess up their relationship again. Never.

"Yeah." she nodded.

"You're not...pregnant are you?" Randy asked.

"Ha, not that I know of!" Roxy scoffed sadistically, a hint of sadness present in her voice.

"Oh." Randy gasped.

"See you later, I'm going to bed." she stated, kissing Randy on the lips before making her way up the stairs.

"Night, sweetie." Randy sighed.

'I'm determined to find out what's wrong with her by the end of the evening...' Randy mused to himself.

About an hour later, Randy himself decided it was time to go to bed. He was hoping to finally get to the bottom of Roxanna's silence and hopefully make her feel better if she was indeed low.

"Hi honey, you ok?" Randy questioned Roxy upon entering the bedroom. She was lying on her stomach while reading, she gazed over at him and nodded casually.

"Why d'ya ask?"

"Over the past few days you've hardly said anything. I dunno, I'm just worried, I wanna know what's wrong." Randy pouted.

"I'm fine, really." Roxy told.

"No you're not and that's the thing. You're not yourself. C'mon baby, tell me." Randy pleaded.

"Seriously, it's nothing I can't handle. I'm ok." she shrugged, continuing to read.

"Please!" Randy stared, his puppy dog eyes coming out in full force.

"Fine," Roxy sighed, replacing the bookmark into her book and sitting up "Today is the day of Gavin's birthday, if he was still alive."

"Rox, why didn't you tell me?" Randy asked, sitting beside her.

"Coz I thought you'd think that I'm sad for remembering it." Roxy muttered, looking to the ground.

"No, no, not at all. He was a big part of your life, why would I think that?"

"It's just...I dunno, how he died and everything..." Roxy trailed off.

"Rox you know my opinion on him; Gavin was a bastard. I hate him. I am glad he's dead coz he can't hurt you - or anyone else for that matter - ever again. He probably should have died before you even met him."

"I wish I'd never met him." Roxy attempted to laugh, failing miserably.

"Apart from the incident in Australia and the burn like mark that you had on your wrist, did he ever try to hurt you?" Randy softly asked, moving closer to his lover.

"He killed his own baby." Roxy said.

Randy's eyes shot up "You were pregnant by him?" he questioned.

"Yes."

"What? How? Why did he kill your baby?" Randy quizzed, infuriated.

"I miscarriaged. We had an argument and he pushed me. He told me that I was looking a little 'flabby' and I stumbelled and somehow I hit my stomach. The next day, I got up, there was blood everywhere, and that was that. That was the same day as the meeting to discuss the Australia trip."

Randy remembered how sickly Roxy looked on that day, how lifeless and depressed she looked.

"Fucking hell, Rox, come here darling!" Randy urged, embracing her and stroking her hair lightly. "Did you know you were pregnant?" he whispered after a few moments.

"Yeah, a few days before hand...he'd always said that we'd never have children and that I should get an abortion if I ever fell pregnant so I didn't loose my figure. I must have been about three months gone." Roxy replied.

Randy was simply shocked that Roxy had never told him all of this. He was shocked that anyone on the face of the planet could be so heartless and selfish.

"That motherfucker!" Randy snarled, clutching Roxy tighter.

"I would never kill a baby - you know that, right?" Roxanna asked timidly.

"Of course, I know you wouldn't."

"I hated myself for loosing the baby. I knew it wasn't my fault but...it was hard."

"Did you ever see anyone about it?"

"When we were in Australia. Everything, apparently, seems fine. Maybe I'm just not destined to have children." she spoke, slightly sorrowfully.

"Don't talk like that. Never say never." Randy reassured, using the well known wrestling catchphrase, kissing Roxy on her left cheek.

"I know but you have to admit, it seems strange doesn't it?" Roxy asked.

"A good friend once told me that the attraction between fate and love was too strong to be separated from each other for too long. One day, fate will bless us with a child and they shall be produced from love. Don't fear." Randy wisely stated, kissing Roxy on the lips who gladly accepted the favour.

Well, there's your next chapter folks, hope you liked it :) Thanks to Roxxy1984 for your kind review...I liked that chapter too (does that sound egotistical, lol?) I haven't been able to look at them in the same way ever again either, I'm such a pervert!