Me thinks we are gettnig closer... usually i have the ending of the fic beofre i start writing but i'm torn i really am.. i ahve 2 ways this could go, adn with one way there is a possible sequel... what do people think of that?

Actually i changed my mind... i ain't ending this thign til i ahve 1000 reviews.. okay j/k, now i'm getting greedy

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Title: Instant Messenger 24?

Author: Harmoni

Category: WWE

Rating: T for teen...cuz I like to swear hehehe

Summary: A nice messenger chat with WWE imposters becomes her way for escape. Cause that's all they were, Imposters. she wasn't that dense, she just wanted to pretend and play along cuz that's what they were doing.. Right?

Disclaimer: the OC's belong to me. wrestlers belong to the WWE and themselves, Part of the cheer is from Bring it On and the other part is from me… yes I admit it I used to be a cheerleader hides head in shame

Spoilers: Randy is suspended, and I'll prolly just make it up as I go along. I might follow some things that happen and discard the rest. My fan fic, my rules ha ha ha)

Feedback: Please tell me what you think

Author's Note: Ahem if this completely sucks, I'm blaming it on my feverish mind… I wrote this while sick. There is an explanation behind this story that I may perhaps share at a later date. I dreamed half of it but that's how a lot of my fics start...and before people go on about another Randy story…. SOOOO not my fault My Randy Muse is running rampant and SOOOO not my fault… please tell me what you honestly think it's written in 1st person which I usually don't do. And this is still unbetaed….

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Lana: I don't know why you did it or why you still care but thank you for going. The test came back negative and you're not compatible but it still means a lot that you did that.

I hit send but seeing he wasn't online, didn't expect a reply back. It had taken me days to get up the nerve to even write that. Maybe I should've called him but I couldn't work up the nerve. Yelling at him was a lot easier then calling him and thanking him especially when he would more then likely hang up on me again. I was shocked when he signed on and a reply came back. I guess he had been hiding again.

Randy: I'm sorry I wasn't compatible and yes I do still care. Were you not listening that night? I love you Lana.

Lana: How could you still love me now that you know?

Randy: I've told you before, it's not something you can turn off just like that. No matter what I still love you. I'm pissed off and hurt you didn't tell me about this. Did everyone know but me?

Lana: No. Jen, Krista, my mom, Danni and John know.

Randy: Why John?

Lana: It was an accident. That first show I came to see you I was wearing his hat and when he pulled it off he took my wig with him.

Randy: That was a wig?

Lana: Yes, I never cut my hair, it had grown out after the chemo, I begged everyone not to tell you so please don't be mad at them, I kept putting it off and telling them I would tell you. They all kept telling me to tell you so you can't be mad at them.

Randy: I'm not. Were you really going to tell me that night? Or did it just slip.

Lana: Actually the night we kissed I was going to tell you then I chickened out. I was going to break up with you the night you told me you loved me.

Randy: What? Why?

Lana: Because I was scared. I had cancer the first time I talked to you online, I was sick with Chemo when I disappeared all the time. When I met you, I had JUST gone into remission. But then the test results came back the day before I came to see you last time and that's when they told me it was back with a vengeance and chemo won't help this time. I found out mom wasn't compatible then the day you came here I found out Danni and her mom weren't compatible. Now I'm put on a super long waiting list waiting for something that may never happen. I freaked and was scared. I'm sorry.

Randy: Do you still want this ended?

Lana: you shouldn't have to go through this, it's not fair.

Randy: You shouldn't have to either

Lana: But you have a choice.

Randy: And what if I choose to stay with you to be in it for the long run.

Lana: Then I'd say you don't know what you're saying. I'm dying Randy.

Randy: No you're not, we'll find you a compatible donor.

Lana: The waiting list is long. We've tried all my relatives.

Randy: Your dad?

Lana: Is in Mexico somewhere. No one knows where to find him. He doesn't care.

Randy: Then we'll find someone. You're not gonna die on me.

Lana: it's not that simple. You can't choose if I live or die.

Randy: But I can help. I'm sorry I didn't come talk to you after you told me. I freaked. Lana I love you, nothing will change that.

Lana: I don't blame you. But how did you know? That I needed a donor?

Randy: John told me after our whole little fight, then I called your mom for the info to get tested.

Lana: Seriously Randy you can back out now, no hard feelings. This isn't going to be easy. I'm going for Chemo, I'm gonna be sick, I'll probably be stuck at the hospital now. I'll lose my hair, I'll be ugly again, you'll see the ugly scar on my chest where they administer the chemo. I'll become weaker and sicker and I'm on a waiting list. If someone is found, there will be surgery and then for the rest of my life there will be a risk of me rejecting the marrow. If no one is found, I'll soon die. You shouldn't have to deal with that.

Randy: You just told me I can't choose if you live or die but when are you going to learn you can't rule everyone's life? You have to let them make their own decisions. I'm not going anywhere.

Lana: stubborn ass

Randy: hard headed mule. I'll come see you soon. You're not getting rid of me.

Lana: And if I refuse to see you?

Randy: You won't.

Lana: So sure of yourself?

Randy: Yes, you may not admit it but you're falling for me Lana Mitchell. I'll ttyl.

He signed off but he was right.

Damn him, he was right.

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So where do we go from here? I couldn't tell you. What I want to say is this is where my story ends. I want to say Randy was by my side to the end. He was there that day the doctor came in and told me she found me a donor. He was there the day I had the transplant, holding my hand before I was put under and there when I woke up. I want to say that I never had a problem with rejection that I was forever done with it.

But I can't say that.

I don't know what the future holds. If any of that will actually happen, or even if I will be here to see my future.

I woke up this morning feeling awful. I had no energy and was feeling dizzy and nauseous. I tried pushing it down though.

I'm waiting for Danni and John to pick me up. He's in town to come see her, finally and they said that we would all go do something before I start my chemo next week. I wish Randy was here but he's busy this week with appearances and some match he's doing in OVW. He said he would come see me as soon as he had some free time. We started talking on the phone and I guess you could say I gave in to the fact that he wasn't going anywhere. And though I wouldn't say anything out loud it made me all happy and it gave me hope. But I wanted to wait to see just how far he would go.

Despite feeling sick, I wanted to go out today. God only knows when the next time would be so I forced myself to get up and change.

They came by an hour later and I hopped into the back.

"How are you feelin'?" John asked.

"Peachy, with a side of keen." I muttered.

"Are you sure?" Danni asked, turning around and looking at me closely. She could probably see how pale I was.

I nodded, changing the subject.

"How come he gets to drive your car and I don't?"

Danni smirked. "Ask his male ego. He has it in his mind that the guy should be driving. 'Sides, you'd probably drive my car off the road."

"Not fair I was sick that…." I trailed off not wanting to finish the sentence. I was sick when I drove off the road but I was sick again too.

"Hey Princess." John called, looking at me through the rear view mirror. When she's not lookin' I'll let you slip up front here."

I grinned mischievously. "Why John, I didn't know you thought of me that way."

He gave me the middle finger and my grin grew wider.

"Don't make promises you don't intend to keep."

I heard Danni's snicker as she refused to come to his defense.

"Damn women." John muttered, realizing he was alone.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"Castle Fun Park." Danni said.

I smiled fondly. "That's where I brought Randy."

We arrived there shortly, after John took a few wrong turns, refusing to listen to our directions, and started off in the batting cages, watching each other hit. I laughed at both, easily out hitting them, even with my not feeling well. Danni had always sucked at softball and John was determined to go at the fastest speed. It was very comical though watching him get frustrated.

After, we went mini-golfing, both Danni and I constantly distracting John whenever he shot, annoying him to no end because he kept missing shot after shot.

We were at the 12th hole and it was my shot. Danni had run off to the washroom and John was unsuccessfully trying to distract me but Danni and I had been doing it to each other for years and were now immune to it. I hit the ball and it went through the little maze thing, going down the proper chute and coming out at the end, landing perfectly in the hole.

"Woo-hoo." I cried, raising my fist in the air. "Who rocks? Who's number 1?"

"Yeah, yeah rub it in, Princess." John grumbled, turning to put his ball down.

I continued celebrating as he lined up his shot, muttering about us being the world's biggest cheaters.

I stopped celebrating, gasping as pain went through me and I began feeling dizzy. John stopped in mid swing, noticing that for once I was quiet and he turned around.

"Princess?"

I looked up at him shakily as he stepped towards me.

"What's wrong?"

I tried to speak but no words came out as I collapsed.

"Lana." He yelled, catching me as I fell forward and scooping me up into his arms.

"What's going on?"

"Ambulance." I gasped, "call mom…Randy"

Then everything went black.

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