Disclaimer: My name is not Vince McMahon; therefore I do not own anything pertaining to the WWE. This includes Randy Orton and all other superstars, unfortunately. But if he would like to give himself to me, I would gladly accept.

Chapter 11

Sunlight quickly poured into the hotel room as Jordan open her painfully swollen eyes. She had spent the whole night lost in heavy and stressful thought and really doubted that she squeezed anymore than three hours of sleep in. As her eyes finally focused, she looked around the commonly decorated room and took in the massive amounts of clothing that she missed the night before. Her eyes wandered further over to the bed directly next to hers and saw a completely knocked out Trish taking up half of the small bed as Stacy looked as if she might fall off any second. Jordan's mouth turned up in a small smile before the events of the night before came screaming back into her brain. She had never felt like such an idiot in her life. It was one thing to let herself become damn near infatuated with a man that she in all actuality started out loathing, but to top it all off, she rejected his advances and then was actually shocked when he moved on without a second thought. She knew better than to let her normally firm guard down and her current melancholy state proved why it was there in the first place. To give into your feelings without thinking it through first was just too dangerous. Hadn't she learned that the hard way? Memories of what could only be described as a sordid stain on an otherwise normal and happy life came rushing into her mind getting tangled with the thoughts all ready there. She hated when she withdrew into her own head, but some times it was all she could do. More than anything all she had wanted to do was to be able to trust Randy. She was never once to put herself in a situation where she could get hurt these days, but when her heart told her to run to Randy and finally divulge secrets that she had kept so close to her for years, she obeyed. And for about fifteen minutes it actually seemed like a good idea. She knew she shouldn't be mad at Randy for anything. She had told him she didn't want to try to be with him and he simply found someone who did. 'At least for the night,' Jordan thought with a bitter laugh. But it still hurt her that after declaring that she was worth waiting for her, he just up and found the first ordinary bimbo waiting to get with a good-looking celebrity. Hadn't he said that that was everything that was wrong with his ex-girlfriend? 'The bottom line is that it doesn't matter,' she mentally told herself. She barely knew Randy, so getting over him shouldn't be that hard. With that last though she mentally steeled herself and subsequently numbed all her emotions and decided that the only thing to do was to move on. She was here for a job and she would put everything into doing the best she could at that job. She had already disappointed herself, she wasn't about to disappoint her dad and Eric, too.

She slowly stretched as got out of bed and did her best not to wake Stacy and Trish as she searched for her purse with her key card in it. She quickly found it and head out of the room, shutting the door quietly behind her. She remembered that Chris was staying in her room half way there, but decided that just because she felt betrayed by Randy didn't mean she couldn't still be open with everyone else. To act any different would be ridiculous. She slipped the card into her door before pushing it open. The first thing that she noticed was that Chris snored… and loud.

"God help Stacy," Jordan said quietly to herself, before laughing. Jordan felt herself slipping back into her normal self as a wicked grin crossed her face slowly. She took note of the fact the Chris had chosen the bed she normally didn't sleep in and moved stealthily into the bathroom and picked her weapon of choice. She took the cup she had brought with her and filled it with the coldest water she could get before moving back to the bedroom. She giggled to herself quietly before dumping the entire contents on an unsuspecting Chris. She was met with a very girlish high pitch screech.

"Oh my god!" Chris yelled before jumping up in haste. "What in the world did you do that for?" he asked wildly.

"Just my evil nature I guess," Jordan replied with a huge smile. "Why is little Jericho experiencing some difficulties now?" Jordan laughed.

"Not funny, J" Chris replied with a glare before stalking off to get a towel from the bathroom.

"Come on, it was a little funny," Jordan replied. "Hah, get it, a 'little' funny, I am on a roll today," Jordan said with a smile. The thing that Chris noticed however was the smile did not quite reach her eyes. He decided to proceed with caution.

"So what brings you back so early?" he asked looking at the nearby clock.

"Couldn't sleep," she replied with the same distracted look in her normally energetic eyes. "Plus it's more fun to bother you and force you to run with me."

Chris could tell that something was seriously bothering the woman that stood near him and his protective side naturally kicked in. "How about we skip the run and you tell me what on your mind Miss Jordan," Chris said with a smile as he sat on the dry bed.

"Nothing earth shattering, I'm just tired," Jordan lied.

"Now, I know we haven't know each other that long, but you should know by now that you can't lie to me, J, so out with it," Chris said with a smirk.

'Might as well, he'll find out sooner or later,' Jordan thought. Plus, she knew that he was right, they had already formed a friendship and she didn't think she had it in her to lie to him or anyone else at the moment.

"Long story short, I'm an idiot, Randy is a jackass and I made a completely ass out of myself last night," Jordan replied with and edge to her voice.

"Oh, you have to elaborate now. What the hell happened?" Chris asked slightly shocked. "The last I heard you were going to chill with Adam last night."

"I was, I mean I did, but some sort of heavy stuff came up and I knew that if I was going to share it with anyone I wanted it to be Randy. Don't ask me why, but that's what I felt," Jordan explained pausing for a moment.

"I know why you felt that way; J. Anyone with eyes can see that you and Randy are so attracted to each other you can barely stand it. I, for one, think it's adorable," Chris said before Jordan slapped him on the arm.

"Shut up. Besides, you can change that to we were attracted to one another. I went to his hotel room and he was rounding third base with some blond whore before I interrupted him," Jordan replied with a hurt and anger in her brown eyes.

"God, he really is a dumbass isn't he?" Chris said before slipping an arm around Jordan protectively. "Look, one thing you have to understand about us guys is that when our pride gets hurt we go off and do extremely stupid things. Did Randy know you were with Adam?" Chris asked.

"I don't know, does it matter?" Jordan asked spitefully.

"All I'm saying, is that if he thought you were with Adam, I can understand the way he probably felt. I'm not saying that cruising for chicks is what he should have done, but Randy is not the most rational person I've ever met. One thing I've learned after being friends with him for so long now, is that he takes things really hard. He puts a lot of stuff on himself and doesn't quite know what to do with his emotion. Constantly traveling like we do makes it extremely hard to get close to anyone who not in our little wrestling family, so when you came along I don't think he really knew what to do with himself," Chris explained.

"Somehow I find it hard to believe that Randy has any trouble with woman and relationships," Jordan snorted with disbelief.

"Why? Because he's young, good-looking, and famous? Is that really how you look at this?" Chris asked with annoyance in his voice. "Doing what we do doesn't make it easier to trust people, if anything it makes it that much harder."

"I didn't mean for it to sound like that Chris, I'm sorry," Jordan replied with regret. "I don't know what I'm saying anymore," she stated exhaustedly.

"I'm not saying you should just forget about it, just cut him some slack. I know for a fact that he really does care for you," Chris replied a friendly and sympathetic smile.

"How do you know that?"

"Well for one, he told me. But it wouldn't have matter if he didn't. It's written all over his face any time he sees you or talks about you for that matter. The same way it's written on your face now," Chris answered.

"I just can't think about this anymore," Jordan said as she got up with a tired look on her face. "Beside we have to be at the airport in an hour and I still have to pack."

"I'm not going to force it. Just know that he genuinely is a good guy, J. That's all I ask."

"I'll try Chris. I just need time. This whole situation is a shock to me system and just need to chill for a while. Plus I really need to start focusing more on work," Jordan replied.

"I won't press anymore, I got to pack, too, so I'll see you at the airport. Try to relax, okay?" Chris said before lightly kissing her forehead and heading towards the door.

"Hey, C, wait," Jordan said suddenly before looking down momentarily. "Thanks for being such a great friend. I haven't exactly given you much a reason to be so nice to me."

"Trust me you have, see you later," Chris smiled before shutting the door behind him.

Jordan looked intently upon the door where Chris had just left and smiled slightly. The bond she felt with him was so completely natural and she was thankful that there was at least one person that she could trust in the new world she had thrown herself into.

She went about packing all her belonging together and decided that she was in desperate need of shower. She quickly undressed and try to her best to ready herself as quickly as she could.

Looking at the clock after she had finished signaled to her that she was already running slightly behind. She gathered up all of her possessions and headed for the lobby as quickly as her legs would move her. She had returned her key to the front desk and was bracing herself for the brisk wind when she heard her name being called behind her. She turned and saw Stacy rushing after her, pulling what could only be a Louis Vuitton suitcase.

"You travel in style as I can see," Jordan quipped.

"One of the few things I allowed myself to splurge on," Stacy grinned as the headed out of the hotel. "Do you want to share a cab? I was meaning to find you after you left this morning," Stacy asked with caution. Jordan could tell that she was trying very hard not to push and for that Jordan was grateful.

"Sure, you know I don't even think I remember where we are heading," Jordan laughed.

"Don't get me started. I do that all the time. Well, we were suppose to be heading out on an overseas tour, but it got rescheduled so now we are headed to California and making our way east-ward again."

"Wow, you guys must be jet-lagged constantly," Jordan stated.

"It happens. Sometimes we all just carpool to venues if they aren't that far. A little more tedious, but they have there up-sides," Stacy said with a grin.

"Such as?" Jordan asked as they told their driver their destination.

"Being forced into that tight of a space can cause some pretty hilarious moments. I have some stories I could tell," Stacy laughed. Jordan looked at her enviously at that moment. She had never been part of a close-knit group of friends before and longed to know what it would be like.

"You'll have to ride with us girls some time, we have a blast," Stacy grinned.

"Yeah, I will," Jordan replied softly before looking out her window.

"I really don't want to press, but do you want to talk about what happened last night?" Stacy asked with concern masking her face.

"It's not really something I want to get into again, but basically Randy was with some other girl last night. Not that big of a deal, I guess," Jordan said, but hear eyes conveyed another feeling. "I'm sure Chris will fill you in on all the details."

"I'm guessing the biggest emotion you are feeling is betrayal, right?" Stacy asked.

"I don't know what I feel. I just know I really don't want to be around him right now. I'm so tired of thinking, and it's only ten in the morning," Jordan said as she rubbed her temple and leaning her head against her glass window. "I know I shouldn't be angry with him, because quite frankly I don't have any right to be. I just wanted him to be different from all the other guys I've know."

"I'm going to be honest with you, he can be an arrogant jackass when he wants to be, but I've seen another side of him. He is so fiercely loyal and so amazingly good to his friends. Please just give him a chance, okay? I know he screwed up, but if I had a nickel for every time I've seen someone around her just flat out make a mistake I'd be a millionaire. It's human nature, sweetie," Stacy said with a mixture of sympathy for Jordan and protectiveness for Randy in her eyes.

"I just need time to adjust to all of this. I have so much work that I'm going to need to get done and I don't want start adding any personal drama onto that," Jordan said honestly.

"That's fair, just don't completely shut him out, okay? Or any us for that matter. Doing what we do, traveling, working our butts off, is so stressful, but the only way you survive it is by leaning on your friends when you need to. Your part of the family now and that's means that me, and Chris, and all the girls are here whenever you need a drunken slumber party night. You've seen how fun we are," Stacy laughed.

"Especially drunk Stacy, I love her," Jordan jested.

"Yes, I know, I get a little crazy," Stacy said rolling her eyes.

"Seriously though, thanks. It's nice to know I can count on you guys," Jordan said with genuine happiness.

"Anytime, sister. Look we're here. We should hurry, we start boarding in thirty minutes," Stacy said as she quickly paid the driver and helped Jordan gather up the two's belongings. They made quick work of checking in and checking all their luggage and hurried as fast as they could to their gate. Jordan was met with now familiar face as they arrived with time to spare.

"Hey I'm going to go bug Chris for awhile, want to join?" Stacy asked with a childish grin as she pointed to Chris who was currently in the middle of a conversation with Dave and a very happy looking Amy. 'Atleast someone had a good night,' Jordan thought with a small smile.

"Nah, I'm going to grab some coffee before we board," Jordan replied as she pointed to a small airport coffee shop.

"Okay, girlie. I'll look for you on the plane, okay?" Stacy said.

Jordan nodded before heading off towards the coffee shop. She saw that there was a relatively long line and waited patiently for her turn. When the barista finally asked for her order, she ordered a latte to go and hoped that they would be quick. The clock nearby showed that boarding was to begin any minute and she really didn't want to be late. She hated rushing around. She smiled triumphantly when she was handed her drink and paid quickly before turning in a hurry and almost knocking square into someone. She was met with a pair of blue eyes that had been plaguing her memory all morning.

"You really have to stop running into me Feisty," Randy tried to joke even though his eyes looked sullen as if he too was working on little sleep.

"Sorry," Jordan rushed out quickly before trying to brush past Randy without looking him in the eyes.

"Jordan, please wait," Randy said as he grabbed her arm to stop her from leaving. "You have to know how sorry I am," he pleaded with her. "I would never purposefully hurt you."

"I really can't talk about this now," Jordan said quietly looking at the ground. Randy started to speak again but Jordan looked up with tears in her eyes and whispered "Please" softly.

He gently let go of her arm with a sigh and watched as she hurried out the coffee shop. If he hadn't felt horrible all ready, he did then. Knowing that the tears in her eyes were caused by him damned near killed him. He wanted so badly to go back and change what had been done the night before, but he knew that that was wishful thinking. He decided to forego the coffee now and headed back to the main area where everyone was already lining up to board the plane. He headed towards Dave who was talking quietly to Amy in line and saw that he had grabbed his bag for him.

"Thanks," Randy said with out much emotion before moving up with the line.

"Hey you okay, man?" Dave asked his best friend.

"Despite being the world's biggest dumb ass, yeah I'm fine," Randy replied.

Dave recalled the early morning wake up call that he had received from his friend who needed serious relationship advice. 'As if I'm the one to give it,' Dave thought with a smile.

"Just give her time, man. You have to show her that she can trust you. You have to remember that she doesn't know you that well. And you don't her that well for that matter. Just let things happen naturally. And if all else fails, flowers work like magic," Dave said with a laugh before Amy slapped him playfully.

"I have to agree. Just show her that you can be her friend first," Amy said giving her woman's point of view.

"You're right," Randy said with a smile. Already in his head he was thinking of ways he could show her that she really could believe and trust him as he walked down the ramp to board the plane. He headed towards the back like he always did, but slowed as he saw Jordan messing with the batteries of her CD player. He stopped and looked down at her hoping she return his gaze. When she looked up, he stared intently into her brown eyes and begged silently for her to talk to him. She looked down quickly and he sighed as the crowd behind him forced him forward. 'Time' he repeated to himself. 'Give her time.' He found a window seat at the very back of the plane and sat down with a tired sigh. He knew that sleep was probably not an option, as it hadn't been the night before, but he slipped his CD player headphones on and leaned his head against the window and shut his eyes, heavily. He felt the seat next to him shift, but he hardly cared who was next to him at the moment. As a fitful sleep embarked upon him, he heard familiar lyrics float into his brain. "When you feel so tired but you can't sleep…"

'Coldplay, how depressingly perfect,' Randy thought with a bitter laugh, before sleep took over his tired mind.

The person sitting next to Randy stared intently at the familiar sight of him sleeping and remembered all the years that they had known one another. They leaned back with a knowing and satisfied smirk as the plane descended towards Los Angeles.

"Hope you still like surprises, baby."

A/N: Hello all! This is the part where I am hoping you will review and give me your two-cents. What do you like/dislike, what/ who do you want to see more of, general thoughts, ect. The plot is about to get really heavy so I hope you guys enjoy it. The next chapter will be the start of something really big (insert knowing smile, lol) Hope you guys are still liking it!