A/N- This is to celebrate Becky throwing powder into a guys face and cutting a promo. Becky, this chapter contains very little "Codyness", but don't fear, there are a few "suggestive" jokes to make up for it. I'm thinking there are two chapters left of this, then it's over!

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Why is it when you are having a really good time, probably the best time you have in a long time, something goes wrong? It can never be anything small, that would only take a minute to fix or workout. No, it has to be something big that takes you across the country.

"Randy's in the hospital."

Becky got that call from John this morning. She was on her rare four days off, and was going out with some of her friends when she received the call. All John told her was that something went wrong during a house show, and they rushed Randy to the hospital. Becky figured it was a move gone wrong. Of course, she was on the next flight to Atlanta to see him. She arrived that night, all her previous plans forgotten. It didn't even occur to her until she got there that she hadn't talked to Randy in over two weeks.

She actually prolonged the visit to the hospital. He probably didn't want to see her. What kind of friend was she? She didn't even know if he was awake or still unconscious. She knew no one was there with him. WWE was back on the road, already out of Atlanta, and Vince wasn't going to let anyone stay with him. She knew his dad was unable to travel and his mom couldn't leave his dad. His sister was too young to travel by herself and his brother was probably in Europe training.

She was all he had.

And she wasn't even sure of that anymore.

XX

"Who are you looking for, Miss?" Becky turned to the voice of an older lady who appeared to be a nurse.

"Oh, Randy Orton."

"Are you family?" She immediately asked. Becky hesitated for a minute. They weren't going to let her back if she said she was a co-worker.

"I'm his fiancée." She quickly lied.

"Room 413." The nurse walked away and Becky scanned the room numbers as she walked by.

"Of course Randy had to have the room at the other end of the hospital." Becky mumbled to herself as she found his room. She lightly knocked on the door, preparing herself for what was on the other side. She frowned when she heard other voices in the room along with Randy's "come in." She pushed open the door and looked around the room, and felt like hitting herself.

"Hi. I'm Dr. Peterson." The other voice was that of a doctor. She should have known. She saw Randy staring at her, and immediately turned her head.

"I'm Becky." She shook his hand politely.

"I take it you are his fiancée?"

"No. I work with him."

"He is only allowed family visitors." Shit, she forgot what she told the nurse.

"Come on Doc, let her stay." Randy joked lightly.

"Fine. But only this time Randal." Becky watched as the Doctor finished talking to Randy, then left shortly afterwards. They both sat in silence for awhile. An awkward silence.

"So how ar.." She started, only to be cut off.

"Where's pretty boy?" His tone was cold, and she knew he was mad.

"Wherever Raw is, I assume."

"Is that why you are here, because he is working?"

"No Randy, actually, I'm supposed to be enjoying a vacation, but I get a call telling me you were in the hospital, so I catch a plane and come to see how you are." If he wanted to be a smartass, she could be one as well.

"That's what phones are for."

"Do you want me to leave?" She wasn't going to put up with this. He is being an unnecessary jerk. Randy didn't say anything for a few minutes.

"No."

"Then stop with the remarks." Becky demanded.

"Okay, I'll stop." He promised.

"Good, now tell me what happened." Becky pulled a chair up beside his bed. For the first time since she arrived, she took in his appearance. He had a bandage on his head, and his right arm was in a sling.

"JBL threw me out of the ring, and I did a nose dive of some sort over the top rope and landed on my head and shoulder."

"Why would he throw you out like that? You can't flip, you're too tall." Randy smiled, he knew this rant was coming.

"Before you go beat the hell out of him, it was my fault. I missed my landing. I was supposed to land on the ring apron." Randy explained.

"Way to mess up dumbass. So what did they say was wrong with you?"

"Mild concussion, sprained shoulder, and a bruised ego. The guys will never drop this."

"When can you go back on the road?"

"Next week." Randy answered simply. They sat in silence again, neither having anything to say. It didn't take long before the awkwardness was back. Becky sighed in relief when there was knock at the door. Whoever it was didn't wait for an answer.

"Trying to fly again, Randy? It didn't work when you were high, and it didn't work when you weren't."

"Fuck you Ken."

"That didn't work when you were high either." Ken joked, pulling a chair up to the other side of Randy.

"What are you doing here Anderson? Shouldn't you be with your wife?" Randy seemed to be in a much better mood with Ken here, Becky noticed.

"Promotional work. Haven't you heard? I'm a movie star."

"I should get a free copy of your movie. I did have to hear you practice your lines for countless hours." Becky sat back and let the two men have their moment. It's obvious they haven't talked in a while. It was hard to believe that just six months ago, she wouldn't be seen without either of them near her, now it was a rare occasion. She broke out of her thoughts when she noticed both of them staring at her.

"What?" She asked, neither in particular.

"We just said that its been a long time since we've all been together." Ken commented.

"And I see in all that time, you still chew your gum obnoxiously."

"And you still haven't lost your sarcasm."

"And I still haven't lost my looks." Randy added. Before Ken or Becky could say something, her phone started ringing.

"Aww, I bet that's lover boy." Ken said as if he was in High School again. Randy didn't find it funny.

"Shut up." Was her only reply. She didn't want to answer in the room, but leaving would be rude.

"Just answer it." Randy seemed to notice her conflicting thoughts.

"Hey Cody."

"..."

"No, he's fine."

"...."

"I fell asleep on the plane, sorry I didn't call."

"..."

"Yeah, I'll be at the show tomorrow."

"..."

"Did Ted just yell he missed me?"

"...."

"Well tell him to go to hell and that I hate him."

"..."

"I do not want his body."

"..."

"I'm going now, I'll call you later." She hung up her phone, laughing to herself in the process.

"Seems like we've been replaced Randy. And by the new guys, nonetheless."

"Who knew we were so easily replaced like that? Who knew our bond was so weak." Randy added dramatically.

"I guess true love will prevail."

"I guess we'll have to settle for cards of birthdays and Christmas."

"Okay, both of you stop. It's not like that." Becky intervened on their little conversation, trying not to blush.

"Oh? So you and Cody aren't dating?" Ken asked.

"No."

"So they weren't his brains I saw earlier?"

"What?" Now she was confused.

"The brains that you fucked out of him." Randy busted out laughing at Ken's lame joke and Becky's face turned cherry red.

"That was not funny. Stop laughing Randy." She slapped Ken on the head and sent daggers to Randy.

"I need more gum. I'll be back."

"I hope you choke." Becky called after him.

"Like Cody choked you." Ken shut the door before she could find anything to throw at him.

"I think I need to tell you something." Randy stopped laughing and sounded serious.

"What's that?" She didn't know if she wanted to know the answer.

"I've been seeing a woman for a few weeks now, and I think it's getting serious." He confided.

"That's great Randy. About time you settled down." She ignored the feeling in her stomach. It was jealousy and much as it was the sense that he was hers. She didn't want to share, but she knew that wasn't fair.

"Well, I know you've been after me for months now, and figured this would stop you."

"More like other way around."

"True. But I realized it was a possessive feeling, not a romantic feeling."

"Then why were you so mad at me?" Becky asked.

"You've been hanging out with Cody and Ted, it's like you have no time for Ken and I." She wasn't use to him being so open or emotional.

"Ken is married, he doesn't go out anymore. And you have been so distant, Cody has been there for me when it seemed like I had no one."

"I say we put it all behind us. You're still my best friend."

"Oh God Randy, that was so mushy. Stop it."

"It was, wasn't it? I think it's the meds they have me on." They were both more at ease with each other now. Things could finally go back to normal, with a few exceptions.

"I really should be heading out. I need to catch my flight." She glanced at the clock and knew she had to be leaving with in the next few minutes.

"Just answer me one question, truthfully." Great, they were back to being serious.

"Sure." She was almost reluctant to answer.

"Do you love him?" She didn't even have to ask who 'him' was. She knew. She also knew he knew the answer to the question.

"I think so." She admitted.

"Have you told him?"

"Randy, I've been nothing but a bitch to him, minus a few months. He wouldn't care."

"You're wrong. He would. He loves you too. Even I noticed it."

"I doubt it."

"Becky, how many guys have you fell for since I've known you?"

"None." She answered without thinking about it.

"So I'd say this one means something." Randy smirked at his own intelligence. He loved making a point.

"I got one question for you." She changed the subject.

"Her name is Sam." Randy said before she asked anything.

"So? That wasn't my question."

"Fine, then what?"

"How did Ken get back here without any trouble?" She knew Ken got back smoothly or else he would have bitched about it.

"He's a movie star now."