A/N- Finally, I'm updating this. Becky, I know I said I'd have this up by ten, but I was on Ted's website...and the rest is history. But at least I finished it!

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"Do you have any idea why he won't talk to me?" Her best friend was mad at her, and she had no idea why. Randy hasn't talked to her since Ken's reception.

"Who? Cody or Randy?" Ken asks, casually flipping through a magazine. Cody. Why would Ken think she is talking about Nimrod?

"Randy. I've tried calling, emailing, texting, hell the only thing I didn't do was fax him."

"Maybe you should try it." Ken suggests, anything too get her to shut up. Becky really needed to confide in other woman, and not him. He could only do so much.

"You're no help. You're also his best friend, and I know you know why he isn't talking to me." It was two hours before showtime, and Randy wasn't in the dressing room. Usually by the time Becky changed in the womens locker room, she would meet up with Ken and Randy in their dressing room. Only today, there was no Randy.

"Uh huh." Ken agrees to whatever she said, flipping a page in the magazine. He was doing good until Becky ripped it out of his hands.

"Kenneth! This is driving me nuts. Please, just tell me." She was almost begging now, one step away from giving him her sad face, that let her get away with everything.

"Did you ever think of just confronting him? Corner him or something?" It wasn't his place to tell her. He didn't want to get in between those two.

"Well yeah, but he'll just slam the door in my face."

"I know he won't do that, and I'm sure you know it too."

"I guess. Where is he anyway?"

"He's sharing with John and Jeff today." Ken informs her. She didn't ask why, she knew.

"Well why aren't you?"

"Somebody had to listen you complain for an hour straight." Ken says, smiling at her.

"Love you too Kennedy."

"I'm a married man now, back off." Ken tells her, watching her eyes roll.

"You're so full of yourself." He didn't get to respond as she walked out the door.

XX

As her luck would have it, the room she was in search of was on the other side of the arena. She hated these buildings, they were way to big in her opinion. There were so many turns and doors, that the person who built the place would get lost. She was ready to lose her cool when she turned another corner and bumped into someone.

"Watch where the hell you're going." Becky snaps, not even looking up.

"Hey, I'm on the right side of the hall, you aren't. It's your fault." The man snaps back. Who the hell did she think she was?

"You shouldn't just walk into people."

"You shouldn't be a bitch over a simple accident."

"I am so not a bitch. You're just rude." Who the hell was this guy? He was good looking. Damn good looking. He was tall, built like a wrestler. She'd never seen him around though.

"I am not. I would have apologized if you wouldn't have lashed out at me."

"I didn't." Becky defends. She didn't have time for this. If she didn't have to find Randy, she would gladly stand around and argue with this handsome creature.

"Did"

"Didn't."

"Yes you did!"

"You're lucky she didn't punch you yet man." A third voice warns, stepping up beside Becky.

"He's lucky I didn't do more than that." Becky adds.

"Cody, what's up man?" The other guy asks, completely ignoring Becky. She watched as they gave each other a manly hug.

"I've been walking around for ten minutes trying to find you." He tells Cody.

"Who the hell is this?" She asks Cody, sick of not being introduced.

"I'm Ted Dibiase, son of the Million Dollar Man. And you are?" Ted asks, introducing himself.

"Not impressed." Becky says dryly. So this was the new rookie she heard a few people mention before.

"Her names Becky. She's moody four out of the seven days in the week." Cody says, speaking up.

"So she's good the other three days?" Ted asks.

"We don't know, she's at home those days." Cody says, earning him a smack on the shoulder.

"Hey Nimrod, I am right here you know? Why don't you try whispering."

"Sorry." Cody mumbles.

"Whatever, I need to find Randy." She says, pushing past the two men. She heard Cody whisper something to Ted, then felt a hand on her shoulder.

"Hold up a second." It was Cody. Go figure.

"What? I need to find Randy."

"I know, you made that clear." She could have swore she detected jealousy in his voice.

"Okay, what do you want?" She asks, not sounding as rushed as before.

"Can we talk after the show tonight?"

"I don't know. I might have plans."

"Please, it won't take long." She watched him for a moment, he was basically pleading to her with his eyes.

"Alright. Meet me outside around eleven thirty, we can get something eat." She gives in. There was something about him that wouldn't let her say no.

"Thank you." Was his only response.

"Leave your friend behind. He's an ass."

"Ted isn't so bad. Hes just cocky, mixed with too much arrogance. I've known him since we were kids." Cody tells her. He didn't know why she wouldn't like him, Ted could be the love child of Randy and Ken. In looks and attitude.

"Whatever you say. I got to go, and don't be late tonight, because when I get to the car, if you're not there, I'm leaving." He just nods his head, knowing she would.

"See you later." Cody said, watching her walk away.

"Is that her?" Ted asks, coming to stand beside Cody.

"Yeah, that's her."

XX

Two left turns, followed by a right turn, followed by a straight stretch, then another left turn. She could have swore she passed by this hallway before. She had an hour before the show started, and at this rate, she was going to use it up trying to figure out how to find Randy. One more right turn and BAM, right into another body, only this time sending her backwards onto her butt.

"Sorry Becky, are you alright?" It was Randy, who had his hand out for her to take. Even though he was mad at her, he couldn't just walk on after knocking her down.

"I'm fine." She said, brushing herself off.

"You should really stand on the left side of the corridor when walking." Since when are there rules saying which side to walk on? Ted told her the same thing.

"So I've heard." She found him, she just didn't know what to say.

"I'll see you around." He said, walking around her.

"Wait. Are you mad at me?" She just blurts out. He stopped and turns around, facing her again.

"No, I'm not mad." He didn't sound to convincing.

"Then why won't you return my calls, messages, or texts?"

"I don't think your boyfriend would approve of that, would he?"

"What? I don't have a boyfriend." Now she was confused.

"You and Cody looked awful cozy with each other last week. Hell, you didn't mind leaving with him, and I don't recall you ever coming back to our room that night." Randy yells at her. So this was what he was mad about. Now it made sense. She didn't know why though.

"Oh. We didn't do anything though."

"Bullshit Becky. You don't spend all night with a guy, when nothing happens." He yells at her again. She was getting mad.

"I share a room with you all the damn time and nothing happens!" She yells back.

"That's not my fault." He could have slapped himself as soon as it left his mouth.

"Look Randy, Cody and I, we didn't do anything. I'm just about one hundred percent sure of it. I was drunk that night, but I woke up the next morning fully clothed, in the opposite bed of Cody. Nothing can happen when he's ten feet away from me." She ignored what he said, knowing if she didn't, it would make the situation all the more complicated.

"I'm sorry. How about if you, me, and Ken go out tonight?" This was his way of making up to her, because now, he really felt bad.

"I can't...I sorta already told Cody I'd go with him." Becky tells him.

"You like him, don't you?"

"Not like your thinking I don't." Becky tells him. She knew where he was going with this, but Randy was wrong. She knew he was.

"I think you do. But I won't say anything else about it. I'll catch you later." She didn't know if he was still mad, if she could call him, or anything. Really, she got nothing out of this trip.

Sighing, she made her way to gorilla position, ready for another night of beating Kelly Kelly. That always brought a smile to her face.