Fire and Ice
Author: Mel aka Queen Mab 319
Disclaimer: Jordan is a creation of my mind and if you do not recognize anyone else in the fiction, then they too are more than likely a product of my mind and please do not steal or use them without permission. Also everything else belongs to WWE and themselves, I'm just borrowing them for a little while.
Notes: Roster is upon my decisions and my thoughts, so if you don't like who is on it, sorry, but eh, so is life. If you'd like to see someone in the fic, just tell me. I'll see what I can do.
Note # 2: Pairings: Sara/Undertaker, mentions of Randy/OC, Randy/Stacy, others?
Note #3: Randy is not suspended, Dave is not injured, and Stacy is still under contract.
-X-
Chapter Two
Jordan made her way to the Smackdown Production Office, the command center so to speak of the show. There were producers and writers all around. Jordan smiled a few, but ignored the unspoken invitations to take a seat. She made her way over to a quiet corner to settle down to do work and think.
Okay think Jordan. Did you and Randy use protection?
Jordan thought for a few minutes.
No. Okay. So what are the chances of getting pregnant on the first try without protection? Okay Jordan you're educated. You know the chances are good even if you use protection. Idiot.
Jordan wanted to put her head in her hands, but no she couldn't' she needed to focus on her work.
Jordan settled in and started to work on the upcoming appearances and schedules. She looked at the schedules and saw that soon they'd be in Texas, meaning soon, Mark would be on vacation and so would she. Maybe then she would be able to concentrate and figure out her life.
Jordan's eyes fell on the upcoming appearances and accompanying personnel of Randy Orton, Stacy Keibler, and Dave Batista.
Great, she thought, I'm on the personnel list, and it's just before I go on vacation. I can do this. You can do this Jordan.
Jordan was so lost in her thoughts she didn't hear anyone come sit down beside her on the couch she was occupying.
"Thinking awfully hard about anything important?"
Jordan jumped as she heard a voice bringing her out of her thoughts.
Jordan smiled though at the person next to her.
"Well, Dean if you must know I was wondering about the next few appearances that I have to be at and well I am fighting an upset stomach."
Malenko looked at the young woman in front of him and smiled.
"You look a little pale. Are you alright sweetie?"
"Yeah. I just don't feel well. I think it's just something that can't be caught."
"Aww, really? Anything you want to share?"
"Well not really, especially since no offense Dean, but you don't have a vagina."
Malenko's nose wrinkled.
"No I'm definitely not a woman. Anyway if you feel any better do you want to go out with me and Benoit?"
"Eh, maybe, but not sure if I'll feel up to it."
"Aww, why not hang with us and let us baby you. It will make me miss my family less and I'm sure the same may be said of Chris."
"Maybe. I was invited to watch movies with some other people."
"Oh really? I take it you're gonna ditch us for cooler people. I'm I right?"
Malenko made a sad face.
Jordan smiled.
"Well no, I never said they were cooler than you."
"Hmm that can only mean one think, Orton invited to watch movies right."
"Yeah."
"Well I'll tell ya what why not tell him you found other people to hang with and he is just annoying and you don't like him anymore. You found cuter better more fun people."
Jordan laughed.
"I might. I'll tell ya in a bit okay?"
"Okay. Yeah, damn, the show's almost over, we can get outta here!"
Malenko said as he looked down at his watch then around the room that had trickled out as people began to leave to start the cleanup and pack up that came with breaking down a WWE show.
"You need a ride to the hotel?"
"Nah. I drove myself in this time."
"Why? If you'd needed a ride, you know me, Chris and Mark are always ready to give you anything you want."
"I know I just was late and wanted to be by myself for a bit."
"Okay. Well I'll see you later, sweetie."
Malenko leaned down and kissed the top of Jordan's head and then left the room.
-X-
Randy Orton showered and changed as quickly as he could. He had been beaten tonight by the Undertaker as he had hit Orton with his "lightening." Orton didn't really care; he just wanted to get out of the arena so he could convince Jordan to hang out with him.
Jordan Kingsley had become his best friend over the past few months of traveling with the WWE's Smackdown roster.
She was a very junior road/personnel agent and usually she was assigned to him and some others. This had afforded Randy and the young Nebraska farm girl loads of time to get to know one another. He had begun to hang out with her with several of the other members of the Smackdown roster and road crew. Most nights when they were on the road, they would all either go out to a club, or dinner, then possibly have movie night.
But the last movie night had been over six or so weeks ago. It had been Randy, Jordan, Stacy, Dave, Chris Benoit, Mark, Gunner and the members of MNM, Nitro, Mercury and Melina. They had been watching The Notebook, at the girl's insistence. Randy had been sitting on the couch with Stacy, his on and off girlfriend, and Jordan, Jordan was leaning against him, his hands playing with her hair. He had been so distracted from the movie just from looking at her, that he didn't' notice when the movie ended and everyone began to leave. All he'd wanted to do was kiss Jordan.
Randy had had that feeling for awhile now and wanted to tell Jordan, but she was becoming so distant lately, he didn't know what happened, but he was going to get to the bottom of it and soon.
-X-
Jordan made her way around the pharmacy aisles looking for the just what she needed.
She also decided to pick up some snacks, since Jordan was pretty sure she was going to hide in her hotel room from her friends.
She finally made it to the feminine products aisle and found a pregnancy test.
Is one going to be enough?
Jordan wondered to herself.
No better get at least two more to be safe and sure.
Jordan nodded to herself and picked up two other pregnancy tests from two different makers and made her way to the check out to pay for her purchases.
-X-
Randy made his way into the hotel and straight to Jordan's room.
As he walked to her door, he was stopped though.
"Hey Randy. Can I talk to you?"
Randy stopped and turned and saw Stacy Keibler making her way towards him in all her Amazonian glory.
Randy smiled.
"Sure Stac, but can you make it quick? I wanted to go in and check on Jordan, maybe hang out with her."
"Oh."
Stacy looked put out and let down.
"Why?"
"I was wondering if you wanted to perhaps go out with me or watch movies?"
"Sorry. I already told Jordan I wanted to hang out with her, if we do anything I'll call you. Okay?"
"Okay." Stacy said, then walked up to Randy and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
Randy smiled at her, then gave a sigh of relief as she walked off. Just then Randy heard footsteps, heralding the arrival of someone else; someone who he hoped was Jordan.
And lucky for him it was. Randy watched as she made her way towards him, not paying attention to where she was going. She seemed to be preoccupied, looking down and reading something.
"So I pee on the stick and wait how long?"
Randy's brow furrowed.
"What in the world are you going on about?"
Jordan jumped dropping her bag and the item she was reading, then she looked up.
"Randy?"
"Yes. That's my name."
"Yeah. What are you doing on my floor?"
"I came to see you. Wanna watch movies?"
"Umm…" She said as she leaned down quickly to pick up her stuff, not noticing as Randy made his way over and bent down to help her, until she felt a hand on her hand. She looked up into Randy's eyes and saw the question there.
"I can explain. We slept together and now I think I'm …"
"Want to watch a movie…"
They both spoke at the same time. Jordan wanted to mentally kick herself as she saw the look in Randy's eyes.
"Wait…we slept together?"