Chris and RVD helped bail Randy into the taxi.

"Shelton, Kurt and Lita, we'll ring you later, tell you what's happening. I'll be back at the hotel soon, I don't think he'll be able to walk in there on his own." RVD yelled.

Chris was sat on the right as Randy was put between Chris and Roxy, RVD sat opposite him in case he fell over at any point or felt dizzy.

"Keep applying pressure." Chris said to Randy, helping him hold the ice pack they had given him at the bar to his face.

Roxy was beside herself. She was breathing heavily and felt her eyes welling up with tears. She stoked the back of Randy's neck and head as he leant forwards, his elbows pressed firmly against his knees the whole journey to the hospital.

"I'm so sorry baby..." she repeated tearfully over and over again. Randy grunted slightly in response.

"C'mon, can you step on it!" Chris called, his emotions running high.

"Sorry, there is still a lot of traffic from the wrestling pay per view and various concerts." the taxi driver apologetically replied.

"Don't worry Randy, we'll soon be there." RVD reassured, tapping Randy slightly on his knee.

Randy's jeans had blood stained on them from the gash under his eye. That was to need stitches if nothing else.

Ten minutes later, the taxi arrived at the hospital. Roxy over paid the driver for his careful work as Chris and RVD guided Randy into the hospital waiting room. They sat him in one of the first available seats as Rob went to explain the situation. Chris helped support Randy as Roxy grasped hold of his hand. The waiting room was dead silent; not another patients voice could be heard.

"A doctor will be here in a moment." Rob walked back over, accessing his friends faces. Out of all of them, he had managed to stay the most calm and collected through out the whole experience.

"Mr Orton?" the doctor called. Two male nurses followed her as they lead Randy into a cubical.

"If you would like to go to the relatives room, I'll get someone to come and see you when they know anything." the receptionist said.

"I'll go back to the hotel and tell the others what is happening."

"Thanks Rob." Roxy muttered.

"No worries."

"Make sure Shawn knows." Chris called as him and Roxy went to sit in the relatives room.

"Randy will be fine, don't worry." Chris tried to tell Roxy.

"It's all my fault." she sniffed.

"How do you work that one out?"

"If I had never gone out with Gavin then I would have never met his brother. I wouldn't have gotten into a fight with him and Randy wouldn't be stuck in fucking hospital coz of me!"

"Roxy, I think you are over reacting..."

"You think so, huh?" she shouted, turning to face Chris.

"Calm down. Look, have a little faith, come on, sit down and hopefully, we'll get some news on Randy's condition before too long." Chris replied.

"Why do I always drag him into my problems?" she asked, rocking slowly backwards and forwards in her chair.

Chris didn't know what to say. Yes, it was Roxy's fault possibly that the whole situation occurred. No, it wasn't her fault that her boyfriend got punched because of it.

"Don't blame yourself." was all he could say "Randy would be feeling way worse if he had punched you. Trust me." Chris said.

"I just want to know that he is alright..." Roxy murmured.

"I know, I know, and he will be." Chris spoke, placing a comforting arm around Roxy.

"Why does he love me?" Roxy asked after a few minutes "All I do is cause him pain."

Chris sighed. That was far too big a question for him to answer...

"Somebody once told me that the greatest pain is love."

"That doesn't sound at all crazy." Roxy whispered.

"That's what I think."

"I just want us to be happy for just a little while, that's all. Preferably for the rest of our lives."

"Yeah."

"Tonight was so good...until that Jackass showed up. Man, why does stuff happen?"

"You really think too much for your own good. Let your head rest, the answers will come easier that way." Chris wisely responded.

A little while later, the relatives room door opened. It was Randy's doctor, a middle aged woman by the name of Dr Mildred.

"Good evening, sorry to keep you both waiting. Before I continue to examine Mr Orton, he has asked for Roxanna. I take it you're his girlfriend."

"Yes I am..."

"If you'd like to follow me." the doctor said, reopening the door.

"I'll be back soon." Roxy told Chris.

Roxy didn't really know what state Randy would be in when she saw him. She only got a glimpse of his face before but it was swelling at such a rate, she couldn't really tell what was wrong. She just hoped that he didn't blame or resent her for what occurred.

"He hasn't really spoken too much but has said he wants to see you." the doctor said, leading Roxy into the room.

"Hi sweetheart." Randy softly spoke. He was still holding an icepack to his eye and smiled only slightly. It was obvious that he was in great pain and couldn't move his face very easily.

"Hi, darling I am so sorry..."

"Shhh, don't be." Randy shook his head slightly, grabbing hold of Roxy's hand and pulling her towards him. She stood next to him, stroking his short hair.

"Can you take the icepack off from your eye for a few moments?" the doctor spoke.

Peeling off the pack slowly, Randy's eye was extremely swollen and purple. His eye was barely open and appeared to be blood shot. The gash had stopped bleeding and the doctor shone a light into his eye.

"How is your vision?" she asked, shining the eye in both of his eyes.

"I can see clearly from what little space I have." Randy stated "But it really hurts when I try to move my eye."

"Yes that is what I fear." the doctor sighed "Let's have a look at your CAT scan results."

Randy looked over to Roxy who seemed really glum and guilty. He stroked her hand and tried to smile for her.

"There doesn't seem to be any swelling around your brain so we'll assume you haven't got a concussion. As you can see at the minute the bone which holds your eye socket in place has been broken in two places, there and there." she pointed with her pen "You're a wrestler, aren't you?"

"Yes."

"From my calculations, it seems that you won't need the bones resetting. However, as your eye is so swollen I can't really tell all that well. For now, you'll have to take anti-biotics to reduce the swelling and to make sure that it doesn't get any worse. So I can track your progress, I'm going to book you in for a 9am appointment on Thursday so that I can re-examine how things are going. I don't think I need to tell you not to wrestle before then?"

"Even I'm not quite that stupid." Randy murmured.

"You did get beaten up for your girlfriend." she remarked, jotting down a few notes before exiting the room.

Roxy glared at her. "Bitch."

"Oh by the way, don't eat or drink or take your pain killers on the Thursday morning in case I need to do anything to your eye." the doctor poked her head around the door.

"We don't live around here...can you send Randy's information over to the General Hospital in Stamford, Connecticut and we'll get him fixed up there." Roxy tried to reason.

"Happy soul isn't she?" Randy questioned, trying to enlighten the mood.

"I can't apologise enough." Roxy began. Randy placed an un-bloodied finger over her lips.

"I rather it be me than you." he said, looking deep into her eyes. She smiled slightly at him.

"I love you." Roxy tearfully stated.

"I love you too." Randy replied, kissing his girlfriend warmly.

"Yes well, I'll get one of my nurses to give you your prescription. Your notes will be sent to Stamford by morning." Dr Mildred snarled, walking out of the room.

"Guess she doesn't live for love." Roxy sarcastically commented, leaning up from kissing Randy.

"She doesn't know what she is missing."

Ten minutes later, Roxy lead Randy outside to find Chris talking to someone in a car.

"Shawn?" Randy squinted.

"Yep, Rob told me what happened so I thought I'd come and give you three a lift home." Shawn explained, leaning out of the car window.

"Thanks mate." Randy nodded as Roxy helped him to the back seats.

"So what happened?" Chris asked.

"I've got to go back to the hospital in Connecticut on Thursday to check how everything is going. I'm not allowed to do a lot before then."

"Can you see very much?" Chris questioned.

"Not a lot, just my girlfriends beautiful face."

"Stop it!" Roxy giggled, slapping Randy playfully on the arm before kissing him again.

"Save that for later!" Shawn added.