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 12

Randy awoke as suddenly as he had fallen asleep. His face felt flushed and his breathing was faster than usual. He tiredly ran his hands over his face before leaning back again. He closed his eyes once again. His peace was short lived however, as a calculatingly calm voice broken into his reverie.

"Still having those nightmares, I see."

Randy knew he had to be imagining things. There was no way in hell that the one person he never wanted to see again, let alone speak to, was sitting next to him. He slowly opened his eyes and realized that hell had indeed frozen over; Samantha Turner, also known as a cold-hearted bitch of an ex to many men around the continental US, including himself, was actually trying to have a conversation with him.

"You have got to be freaking kidding me," Randy exclaimed incredulously. "What the hell are doing here, Sam?"

"I'm not doing anything, Randy. I think it's just fate," Samantha stated slowly. Her lips curved up into a smile that Randy remembered all too well. It was the smile that indicated that Sam wanted something and she damn sure was going to get it. Randy remembered it because he used to think that it was just cute determination. God was he wrong.

"Don't pull that shit with me; you know that I know you too well for that."

"Come on Randy, you can't still be mad at me after all this time! It has been over a year since we were together. I made a mistake, I am human you know," Samantha replied with feigned innocence.

"Okay, first off, you aren't human, you're Satan incarnate," Randy replied with a sarcastic smile, "And you didn't just 'make a mistake'," he added with quotation marks in the air, "You slept with half the people I knew and lied to me for two years. So excuse me if not exactly thrilled to see you again."

"You always did hold on to grudges, didn't you?"

"For the love of God, will you please quite referring to me as if you actually know something about my life. Look, just tell me what you are doing here. I really can't deal with this today," Randy said as he rubbed his temple with frustration. He couldn't believe that out of all the places he could be stuck with his ex-girlfriend, destiny had decided that 20,000 feet in the air was just perfect.

"Like I said this is fate, baby," Sam said with a wicked grin upon her face She ran a steady hand through her long dark blond hair before her eyes lit up. "But the fact that I was just hired by Vince might have something to do with it as well."

"Oh, you have to be joking. You never took wrestling school seriously. Unless messing around with the entire roster is considered serious now," an incredulous look crossed Randy already shocked face.

"What can I say, I get what I want. You know that better than anyone," Sam said, never taking her eyes away from Randy. Randy knew this look, too. It was the one that showed the ends to which she would go through just to make sure what she wanted was hers. As much as he hated to admit it, it scared Randy slightly. Samantha's mind games could ruin someone's life quicker than you could say trash-bag hoe. Randy felt the plane hit the runway and sighed a quick breath of relief knowing that this round with Sam was over. However, he knew it would be far from the last. The intercom signaled that all passengers could finally exited the plane. As Randy stood and tried to focus his attention to anywhere but the woman next to him, his gaze caught Jordan's tall and prominent form. He knew how odd it must be that he can pick her out of a crowd so easily, but then again his relationship and current fascination with Jordan had never been as normal as it probably should have been. As he saw her genuinely smile Trish's way as the two shared what he assumed was an inside joke, fear filled his expressive blue eyes. If Sam was up to her old games, she would go after Jordan the first chance she got.

Samantha stood slowly and stretched her tiny frame hoping to arouse a reaction from Randy. The look she received as he as pushed past her was one of disgust and pure rage. What she also noticed, however, was a slight hint of vulnerability in the eyes she remembered so well. And in that vulnerability was her power.

"You will have no idea what hit you, baby," Samantha whispered slyly as her lips curved into a smile. She wanted Randy back and deep down in side she knew she would get what she wanted. Nobody could quit Samantha Turner.

A/N – Ah! I am back. Sorry that this chapter is so short, but I felt it very necessary to introduce you to my new character and prepare for the next chapter. I am planning on adding a lot of plot point and I really don't want to confuse you all or myself, lol. Next chapter should be up after the weekend. Thanks for reading guys. And as always, feel free to review with comments or suggestions. This is as much your story as it is mine, so go for it!