A/N-- FINALLY!! I did it. I finished a chapter. Okay, so Becky, I seriously had this finished yesterday when I told you I was almost done with it...but then I got an idea, and went back and changed like everything. This would have been posted like seven hours ago. I think this was better than the original, but what do I know? Oh, thanks to all the reviews on the last chapter, I didn't like it, but I'm glad you all did.

I wrote this entire thing with Dusty Rhodes theme song playing on repeat. I thought that was significant information, a must know.

"Randy, calm down. It was probably that time of the month or something."

"No Ken, I really pissed her off this time. She was mad. I've never seen her that mad before." Randy says, sitting in his hotel room, alone. The very one he was supposed to be sharing with Becky right now.

"Just give her some time to cool down. She'll come around."

"I don't know man, I really fucked up this time."

"I don't see why your so worked up Randy. Within two hours she'll walk in the room and you two will make up." Ken says, eager to get Randy off the phone.

"I'll take your word for it man. Anyway, where are you at? Vince said you got the week off." Randy asks, momentarily taking his mind off Becky.

"You'll find out when I get back."

"Why are you being so secretive?"

"I'll tell you next week. I got to go right now man." Ken says, his eyes falling on the figure that joined him in the room.

"Alright...bye." Randy says, but Ken had already hung up. Glancing at the clock, and seeing it was well past midnight, there was nothing to do but lay in the dark, hoping sleep takes over.

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Meanwhile...

"So...?" Cody draws out, sipping his coke in between bites of his over greased cheeseburger.

"Spit it out Nimrod, I don't have all night." Becky says, playfully rolling her eyes. Cody really wasn't as bad as she first thought. She was surprised when she agreed to get something to eat with him.

"Just wondering what happened between you and Randy." Cody said, avoiding her eyes, fully expecting the 'That's none of your business' speech.

"He got us in trouble with Vince."

"How?" Cody asks, curious.

"Apparently he over played his rescuing me. Vince said fans were already emailing or whatever saying about us being a couple." Immediately, Cody thought back to the conversation he had with Randy only a few short weeks ago, right after he debuted, about his feelings for Becky.

"Is that all your mad at him for?" It sounded as if there was more to it to Cody.

"He insinuated I couldn't wrestle, and only have a job because of my body, so I told him at least my daddy didn't get me my job. Throw in a few cuss words, and I left." She tells him, drinking the last of the Mountain Dew in her glass.

"I doubt he meant any of what he said."

"Whys that?" She asks. If it weren't for the fact she was beyond pissed off at Randy, she would have probably been crying. She never had a fight with him before, it was usually Ken she fought with, and even then, it didn't last longer than a few hours.

"He brags about you being the best all the time, even saying you could kick his ass."

"Give me the chance, and I would tonight." Becky mutters.

"Seriously Becky, he defends you way to much for him to mean any of those things." Cody tells her.

"And who the hell does he have to defend me to Nimrod?" Becky asks, not knowing if she should be insulted or what.

"It's like...well...okay, that's not important. But trust me, if I didn't know any better, I'd say he liked you as more than a friend." Cody said, making Becky choke on her food.

"What kind of drugs are you on?"

"I'm serious. Didn't you ever think about it?"

"I don't really make it a habit to think about dating my best friend."

"Well just pay attention more closely these next few days, I bet you'll see it too." Cody says, pulling out his wallet.

"Whatever. How much is the bill? I'll go half with you."

"It's a cheap diner. I can handle it. I promise." Cody says, rolling his eyes at her.

"Why do you have to make things difficult? Just let me pay half." Becky says, reaching for the bill in his hands.

"I'll make you a deal. You let me pay this time, and I'll let you pay next time." Cody offers.

"Who says there's going to be a next time?"

"Someone has to drive your ass to the hotel when you fight with your only friend." Cody says, smiling at her.

"Shut up, and he is not my only friend. Ken just happens to be MIA right now." She informs him, walking to the cash register with him. After paying, they went to his car to head back to the hotel, which was only a five minute drive from this small diner.

"So are you staying with one of the girls?" Cody asks when they get inside the hotel.

"No. I'm going to have to face him sometime."

"Alright, well if you change your mind, I have an extra bed." Cody offers.

"Thanks, but I'll be fine." She tells him, stepping on the elevator.

"Becky, remember what I said about paying to attention for a few days." Cody tells her as she steps of the elevator. He was two floors up.

"Fine. Thanks for the ride...and meal." She says, walking away.

"Anytime." He whispers, after the doors had shut. What was he getting himself into?

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She was fine until she reached the door. Up until then she was okay, just mad. But the moment she stepped in front of the door, tears filled her eyes. She held strong in front of Cody, refusing to look weak, and even now, refusing the tears to fall. Calming herself down, and willing the tears away, she unlocked the door walked in slowly. It was completely dark. God, she hoped Randy didn't have some woman in the room with him. Walking further in, she saw he was laying in his bed, on top of the blankets in his boxers, and appeared to be sleeping. It wasn't even two am yet, she figured he would be out at the bar or something. Not sleeping, alone. Making a quick trip to the bathroom, and changing, she then slid into her bed, as quiet as possible.

"I'm sorry." His voice rang through her ears a few minutes later. He wasn't sleeping, she could tell from his voice.

"I know." And she really did know. Randy says things he doesn't mean when arguing and mad, but he never did it to her.

"I didn't mean it."

"I know." She repeated.

"I was worried about you."

"I know." She figured he was.

"I came straight here and waited for you." That she didn't know. She really figured he would go out and get plastered tonight.

"Sorry. I got a ride with Cody and we stopped for something to eat." She tells him, keeping her voice in check. She heard what sounded like him sitting up. That was confirmed when he turned the small lamp on beside the bed. She opened her eyes to find him starring at her.

"I just got adjusted to the dark. Thanks." Becky says, squinting her eyes at the bright light.

"Do you have a thing for Cody?"

"What?" She asks, now sitting up herself.

"Well you seem to hate him a lot, but you always find yourself with him. So do you?" He asks, dead serious.

"No, and I can't believe you asked me that."

"It just seems like you do. Some of the others have said the same thing."

"Since when do you listen to what others say?"

"I don't, I'm just saying."

"Well stop saying it because I don't." She tells him.

"Are you sure?" Randy asks, one more time.

"Yes, now drop it." Becky says, laying back down. Sighing, Randy turned the light back off and laid down too, not one hundred percent believing Becky's answer.

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"What do you mean you got married?"