Another tissue warning cuz I'm BAD…BBBBBBBAAAAAAADDDDDD and also a sheep on the side…LMAO.. don't ask, I'm just Psycho….

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Title: Instant Messenger 26?

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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Days passed. I was started on the chemo treatments and with each passing day, I grew more and more sick.

Randy was there by my side all the time although I urged him to go back to work or at least go home for awhile but he refused. My mom and Danni were always there when they weren't working. I flat out refused their company when they said they would take the time off. Randy would be there they had nothing to worry about, if something happened, he would call them.

I enjoyed my time with Randy, although we didn't do much, I was usually too sick but often we would watch TV together and he would just hold my hand. Sometimes he would read to me and often it would end with me in tears. Tears that I couldn't even get up the energy to even read myself. Other times, he would just hold me. I knew this was harder on him then it was on me. He was just watching me waste away, unable to help, but I relished the times he held me. I felt whole, like I was well and there was no other people in the world but me and him.

A few days later, Jen and Krista showed up and this began a fresh round of tears. Just as quickly they were whisked away to be tested for Bone Marrow Compatibility. When the results came back, they were both negative. That didn't surprise me but the gesture was still sweet and I was grateful to them.

They stayed with us for a week but soon had to return home, promising to be back here as soon as possible. Their leaving felt like an end of sorts. Chances were I would never see them again.

I was in the hospital for 2 weeks. Randy had yet to leave as he hadn't been needed on Raw, Danni and Mom I could see were being run ragged in between work, home and the hospital. A few WWE superstars had even shown up on their days off. Ashley came with Matt. Trish came with Torrie and Chris Masters and they were all tested, which all turned out negative, but there was still no sign of John. Whenever I asked Randy about it, he always apologized and said John promised to come see me as soon as possible.

But I didn't have much longer.

My time was running out and he might not make it.

The Chemo wasn't working. I could feel it wasn't working and every time Dr. Cortez was in here checking me out she didn't appear too happy.

The end was almost near but there were a few more things I had to do.

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"Momma?" I whispered.

She looked up from the book she was reading, happy to see I was awake. It was only her and I in the room.

"Yes Princess?"

"I- I don't have much longer, I can feel it inside and before you deny it or tell me not to talk that way, please hear me out. I want you to tell Randy to get John here. I want to see him one last time."

I paused, mustering up as much energy as I could before I continue.

"When I'm gone, I want you to look out for John and Randy and Danni. Don't let them mourn for me too long, and you don't do the same either. I'll be waiting for you Mommy and I won't be in pain anymore, you won't have to see me like this anymore. And please make sure Randy knows I love him. He's the best thing that's happened to me."

The tears welled in her eyes and I rapidly blinked back the ones forming in mine.

"I love you all so very much but I don't have much time and I don't want to stay here anymore. I want to go home. If I'm going to die, I want to die at home, surrounded by the ones I love, at peace."

My mother sighed, running a hand over my once again hairless head. It didn't bother me as much this time and I didn't even care that Randy saw me like this.

"Baby, I wish I could. There's just no way I could afford that."

"Perhaps I can help." Randy said, entering the room, his eyes red from crying. "I'll get you home Lana."

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"Tonight and tonight only I'm gonna say screw storylines. Tonight isn't about some belt or some stupid rivalries. Tonight is about getting someone home."

My eyes filled with tears as I watched Raw on TV the next week and Randy was out in the ring looking like he hadn't slept since he left my hospital room.

"I want you all to look at this picture."

A picture of me was shown in my DX cheerleading outfit, a big smile pasted on my face.

"You may recognize her as a DX cheerleader, or some may have seen her with me outside of shows, but this is Lana Mitchell. And Lana has one wish and that's to go home. She's in the hospital right now and she's dying."

Same old Randy, sugarcoating everything.

"She has Leukemia and has anywhere from a couple weeks to 3 months to live. She needs a Bone Marrow transplant but as of yet been unable to find a donor. Tonight, 25 cents from each ticket sold will be used to help get Lana home where she can be at peace and enjoy what time she has. Also there are many donation bins set up around the arena exits to help out as well. Please help Lana get home. But most importantly, have yourself tested for Bone Marrow Compatibility. If not for Lana, do it for someone else who may need it. So someone else doesn't have to go through what Lana is. What her whole family is going through. No one deserves that."

He dropped the mic. No music played as he rolled out of the ring and walked up the ramp. He stopped at the top and turned around, looking directly into the camera.

"I love you Lana Mitchell"

In my hospital room I began to sob.

"I love you too Randy Orton."

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I was sleeping, something I did a lot, when I was woken up by someone grasping my hand. Yawning, I slowly opened my eyes as a kiss was pressed to my forehead.

"How you doing Sweetheart?"

"Mmm? You were great on Raw."

"am I not great every week?"

I gave him a small smile. "And so modest. Yeah, but you were extra great. You should become face again. I liked it when you were a cocky face."

He smiled back. "I will one day."

I slowly lifted my hand to caress his cheek. "I wish I could see it." I softly said.

He looked away, unable to meet my eyes.

"Where did all these cards and flowers come from?" He asked, changing the subject.

"They started arriving this morning. From people I've never heard of. People who watched you. Mom read some of the cards. Some people are going to get tested to help out anyone who needs it."

"That's great. Perhaps we'll luck out."

"I saw you, on top of the ramp. I saw you say you love me."

"I do." He whispered.

I motioned him closer, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. "I love you too."

"I'll love you always."

"But don't love me only. I would never have survived this long if not for you but when I'm gone, you have to live."

His eyes filled with tears as he kissed the back of my hand.

"Promise me." I whispered.

He shook his head clearing his throat "I can't and please don't make me promise that."

"I won't. But one day you will and when you do, don't feel guilty."

"I hate you talking this way, there's still a chance."

I just smiled and closed my eyes. "I love you."

I felt his lips gently over mine.

"I love you too Lana."

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"Hey Princes."

I rubbed at my eyes before opening them up, my tiredness soon forgotten as I saw who was there.

"John?"

How ya doin'?"

I scowled at him and called my cousin over.

"Danni, stand in front of him."

She looked at me confused but listened anyway.

"Now kick him."

Together the two of them laugh and she gave him a light tap on the shin.

"What took you so long?"

He placed a kiss on my forehead. "sorry princess, I was on official Randy business."

I looked between Randy and John confused. "He told me you were busy with appearances."

"I know, I told him to say that, I had something important to do."

"What was it?"

"I had to go to Mexico."

I stared at him, confused by why he would go down there. I never got to ask him why as my mom came bursting in the door.

"Baby, we have some good news." She beamed. "The doctor says you can go home."

I looked at her, then at Randy. "Enough money was raised?"

"Yes and depending how long you need it, John and I will cover the rest."

My face fell as I shook my head. "No, I can't ask you guys to do that."

"Why not?" John asked. "It's our money, we can do what we want, and suddenly spending it on clothes or cars, well, it just ain't important anymore."

My eyes welled up as I shook my head. "Why? Why are you guys doing this for me? I'm just some girl you met on the internet."

"But you've made an impression that will last forever." Randy quietly said.

"Are you ready to go home Lan?" my cousin asked.

I nodded. "Yes, take me home."

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We're almost at the end…. I'm so sad.. please keep the reviews coming….