It was now New Years Eve and Randy and Roxy had finished setting everything up before some of their friends were due to arrive. Randy was laid on the bed as Roxy fiddled with her hair and applied a deep maroon coloured lip stick. She smiled at herself in the mirror, Randy imitating her actions.

"What should I wear?" she asked him, walking over to her wardrobe.

"Nothing." Randy smirked, waiting for her to chuck something at him.

"Ha ha! No, being serious, I can hardly stand their in my bra and panties all evening..."

"It would work for me!" Randy shrugged, walking up behind her and holding her hips.

Randy spied his cheek in the full length mirror.

"What's up?" Roxy questioned.

"Can you see the scar on my cheek?" he quizzed, moving his head into different positions to inspect it.

"No, not at all." she replied sincerely.

Although Randy wasn't completely modest, he wasn't vain either. Roxy knew and understood that he was probably a little self conscious about it but she was about her scar too.

"You sure?"

"Yes!" she semi laughed, kissing Randy's cheek, leaving a red stain. "Now you definitely can't see it!"

"Man, Rox, now I've got make up on!"

"Oh c'mon, please, you make it sound like Satan!" she sniggered, pulling the same lip stick from out of her make up box and smearing it across his lips. "Suits ya!" She added, wiping off the slight smear under his lips, smirking as she did so.

"Really?" Randy asked, snogging her neck, making Roxy fall back onto the bed.

Her laughs turned into playful screams as he kissed - and bit - her harder. She started to respond, repeated his actions, so now he had more lip stick on his face.

The door bell rang...

"Ignore it." Randy mumbled, continuing what he was doing.

"Can't do that, someone might have turned up early." Roxy frowned, slipping on her dressing gown and walking down the stairs. Randy continued hugging her waist and kissing her neck and cheeks as they stummbelled down the stairs.

As their laughter continued, they opened the door to find someone who was not invited to their party standing there...

"Ummm, is this a bad time?" he asked, his eyes on stalks but feeling very uncomfortable.

"Sorry, no it isn't Vince..." Roxy muttered, pulling her robe tighter.

"Nice lipstick Randy..." he started, as Randy wiped away any last traces from himself and Roxy "I was just coming to ask if you'd had a nice Christmas?"

"We did thanks." Roxy said, her eyes not connecting with her bosses.

"Also, Randy, when is it you can return to the ring?"

"The doctor says no earlier than the Royal Rumble."

"Good, well, have a good evening." Vince waved cautiously, getting back into his car and leaving their house.

Roxy slammed the door and was laughing hard "Did you see his expression?" she questioned.

"Funny isn't it - our boss walks in on us almost having sex!"

"It wasn't quite sex. Not much...Perhaps he'd be better off calling next time!"

An hour later, Roxy and Randy were dressed and ready for their guests.

"You should have kept the make up on!" Roxy laughed.

"What ever. Soon 2008." Randy enthused.

"Let's hope it'll be better than 2007." Roxy sighed thoughtfully.

"2007 wasn't that bad..."

"Wasn't exactly good was it?" Roxy asked, unscrewing a bottle of red wine.

"We got engaged."

"Apart from a few things. Gavin dying was one of the high lights. Pity his fucking brother couldn't go with him!"

"Yeah but you can't always get what you want." Randy reasoned.

"I dunno, not particularly you, but life is such a let down. Nothing goes to plan. Nothing is ever to be bullet-proof, I know, I'm not quite that naive. But..."

"Why do you do this to yourself?" Randy asked her, walking over to her and cuddling her from the front.

"Do what?"

"Piss yourself off and then try questioning yourself when you know you shouldn't."

"I really don't know...I've always done it."

"Don't, ok? You're gonna bring yourself down. I don't want that, sure as hell Vince doesn't want that. Did you see him looking at you?"

"When are you gonna ring Shawn and Chris up and ask them to be your best men?" Roxy questioned, desperate to change their conversation. Due to their family commitments, they could not be there tonight.

"I can do it now if you want." Randy sighed, kissing Roxy on the nose. "I love you - just don't be a pessimist. 2008's gonna be great. We're getting married for one thing!"

"Really? Next year?"

"Too early?"

"No, too perfect. Sooner the better. Not so I only have like one day to get sorted but..."

"We're in New York for Royal Rumble, aren't we?"

"Yeah, Madison Square Gardens. Why?"

"How about you and your Bridesmaids go and buy your dresses and men, Chris and Shawn will get fixed up?"

"Dress?" Roxy joked. "Who said only one area of the world?"

"Rox, NY's fucking huge! You'd have to be really picky not to find anything there!" Randy laughed, finding Shawn's phone number.

"I am really picky!"

"Back soon - let me go ring them two." Randy finished.

The conversation that he had with Shawn went well - he was more than happy to offer his services. Eventually, Chris picked up his phone.

"Randall, so, what's up?"

"I'm fine, great in fact, I've finally done it."

"Done what, figured out how to have a gorgeous waist like me!" Chris mocked.

"No, I, ummm proposed to Roxy a few weeks ago..."

"That's great! Man, she kept that quiet backstage at Raw."

"We agreed to tell our parents first."

"Good idea. So, when's the big day?"

"We haven't set a date. But, on the day before the Royal Rumble, can you join us in New York to get suits sorted out?"

"Sure, cool. Any idea's of where you're gonna set it?"

"Well, I'm glad you asked. I spoke to Lily, you know, Roxy's best mate, the other day and she said anywhere with sun, sea, sand and clear blue sky."

"Tropical then?"

"Where though?"

"I think I have just the place in mind..."

It was now 11.30pm and all of the guests had arrived. Lily and Lita were actually getting along really well.

"Then you place with that finger and then hit the string with the plectrum..." she attempted to show Lita how to play at least one song.

"How's it going?" Roxy asked, slightly merry. She had drunk a little to much wine.

"Fine, I can nearly play the opening chords to some of Porn's songs!" Lita smiled.

"I'll leave you to it then." Roxy replied.

"You know, Rox can play drums but she doesn't like to admit it." Lily informed Lita.

"Really?" Lita asked in a shocked tone.

"Yeah. Not very well..."

"Bullshit, you're really good." Lily grinned.

"Shut up, it's embarrassing!" Roxy urged.

"How is it embarrassing?" Lita shrugged, taking another swig of her brandy.

"People will expect me to play and stuff. Nah, keep your trap shut." Roxy pleaded.

Roxy walked over to the drinks table. With the exception of Lily, who couldn't drink a lot of anything anyway, let alone alcohol, the majority of the guests were pissed. Roxy had promised herself not to get legless. She didn't want to repeat history. Shelton walked over and took another beer.

"Hi Shelt, how's it going?"

"Who's that girl talking to Randy?"

"That's his little sister Rebecca. She's really nice. Do you like her?"

Shelton blushed. If he'd known it was Randy's sibling he probably wouldn't have said anything.

"Yeah, she's cute."

"Let me go and hint - wait here."

"No, wrestling beats football any day!" Randy argued with his siblings.

"Whatever. Hi Roxanna." Rebecca smiled.

Randy put his arm around Roxy's midriff and continued to drink.

'Someone's gonna have a hang over tomorrow...' Roxy mused to herself.

"Hey Roxy!" Nathan, Randy's little brother perved.

"Back off little man!" Randy told him, poking his brother's shirt.

"Roxy, who's that guy over by the drinks table?" Rebecca inquired, smirking as she did so.

"That's Shelton Benjamin, he's on Raw."

"I thought I recognised him."

"Do you like him?"

"He seems sweet." she smiled, blushing slightly.

"I can introduce you two if you like?"

"Yeah, get us out of the way of Tweedle Dim and Tweedle Duh here!" she wisecracked, following Roxanna.

"Hi Shelton, I'd like to introduce you to Rebecca. Rebecca, this is Shelton."

"Pleased to meet ya!" they responded in unison.

'I am too good!' Roxy smirked hazily to herself. A few of her English buddies, Rose and Mikey, came over to her.

"So, how's everything going in your life?" Rose slurred, swallowing hard.

"Good, yeah."

"Funny, you don't seem to want to drink." Mikey eye browed her.

"I'm over it." Roxy half shrugged.

"Good for you - what about Randy?"

"He shouldn't be drinking but hey, who am I to stop him?"

Before they could say anything else to each other, Randy was stood on a chair, looking as if he was about to fall off. Paul London went to support him, as he tapped a knife on the side of his wine glass, causing everyone to be quiet.

"Rox?" he whispered, looking around for his fiancé.

She walked over smiling to everyone.

"First thing I'd like to say is thank you for coming here like tonight. It's great for you lot to finally meet and get to know each other a little. 2007 has been a strange year and there has been high and low points for everyone I'm sure but I personally would like to end 2007 and start 2008 on a high. A few weeks ago, me and Roxy were in NY and it was a beautiful winters day. As the snow settled on the ground, me and Roxy relived some of our favourite moments from our time living in New York. So, we were back at the hotel and..."

"Randy, just get on with it!" Roxy mumbled.

"Basically, I hope you'd congratulate us. Roxanna and I are getting married."

As Randy went to hug Roxy, the room cheered.

"When's the big day?" RVD shouted from afar.

"Ummm, we don't know yet..." Roxy murmured.

"What's the point in marriage? You two have been at it like rabbits since the day you met!" Lily joked, some present not seeing the funny side of it "Well, not always!" she added.

"It's the last 15 seconds of 2007!" Victoria yelled, the whole room starting a countdown.

Randy brought Roxy closer to him.

"I love you, sweetheart."

"I love you too, baby." Roxy purred.

As everyone once again cheered, Roxy and Randy snuggled blissfully together.

But what would 2008 bring?

Next time...Randy and Roxy go Wedding Shopping with their Best Men and Bridesmaids! Will Roxy be a little too picky? Will she actually find the right dress? More importantly, will anyone be able to agree on anything? Check back for more soon!

Happy New Year!