Chapter 4

Hours later and Randy found himself wondering down the hallways of the arena. He'd received a text message from Melina informing him that she was heading back to the hotel with Nitro and she would text him again later to say goodnight. He was on the look out for Lita, hoping to chat with her before she went back to the hotel. Unfortunately for him Lita had already left and after deciding he could track her down there, Randy headed towards his rental.

It hadn't taken Randy long to reach his destination. After he'd checked in, he spotted Lita in the lobby heading toward the elevators. "Hey, Lita," he called out.

The redhead stopped dead in her tracks and turned around to see who was calling her name, "Oh, hi Randy."

"Hi," he replied simply.

"Was there something you wanted only I've kinda got my hands full here."

Randy took a moment to study her. Not only did she have her usual suitcase and carry on but she was carrying two other bags. "So I see, what's with all the bags?"

Lita smiled, "Gifts from Edge. I think he's feeling guilty."

Randy screwed his face up in confusion, "What for?"

"Because we can't travel together anymore," the diva explained.

"That's not his fault though. You got drafted back to Raw."

Lita rolled her eyes, "Thank you, Captain Obvious."

Randy scowled at her for a moment, "That was a little uncalled for. But I still don't understand. Why is he feeling guilty?"

"Because we were supposed to travel and he's my best friend."

"So he bought you a shitload of stuff to make up for it?" Randy asked.

"Something like that. He's always buying me little gifts … and I don't know why I'm telling you this."

Randy shrugged, "Because I asked?"

Lita laughed, "You're probably right."

"You know, somebody should really help you with those bags."

She cocked her head slightly, "Is that an offer?"

"Nope I was just saying is all. Anyhoo, I'm going to my room now so I'll catch you later or something." With that Randy was gone.

"Thanks for your help," Lita muttered as she struggled with the bags. "Jerk."

A short elevator ride later and Randy found himself outside his sister's hotel room. He didn't usually spend any time with her on the road but after his conversation with Lita a few minutes ago, Randy couldn't wait to tell Melina about the progress he had made. He knocked on the door and after a few moments it was answered.

Nitro looked him up and down before stepping back allowing him to enter. The door was immediately closed behind him.

Melina looked up from the magazine she was reading, "What are you doing here?"

"Just stopped by for a little chat," Randy explained.

"I'm going to take a shower," Nitro said.

"Okay baby," Melina replied as Johnny went through the bathroom door. "Okay, what's up?"

Randy smiled at her, "I've just seen Lita in the lobby."

Melina twirled a strand of hair around her finger, "So?"

"She was carrying a shit load of bags," he stated.

The diva rolled her eyes, "So you helped her back to her room with them. What a hero."

Randy's face fell, "Not exactly."

"What do you mean not exactly? Don't tell me you left her to carry them all herself."

"Yeah," Randy said sheepishly. "Shit, I should have helped her with them, shouldn't I?"

Melina shook her head, "No shit, Sherlock. I love you Rand but sometimes you can be a real idiot. Not to mention a jerk."

"Damn it. Do you think it's too late to try and find her now?"

"Uh huh. Better luck next time little brother. So if you didn't come here to brag, what did you come for?"

"To tell you about my plan. It won't be long before I have Lita eating out of the palm of my hand."

"And how are you going to manage that?"

Randy smirked at her, "Duh, I'm going to buy her gifts."

Melina rubbed her forehead, unsure if he'd actually heard her brother correctly, "What the hell?"

"I'm going to buy her gifts," Randy repeated. "She obviously likes gifts. Edge just got her a shit load of them. All I've got to do is buy her bigger and better gifts."

Melina laughed, "That's so not going to work."

"Oh yee of little faith. If I were you, I'd start counting out your money now. This bet is a sure thing. I'm so going to win. And I should get going."

The Women's champion got up from the bed and stepped closer to him, "Good night Randy."

"Good night, Mel. Don't do anything I wouldn't do." He winked at her before turning to leave.

"Well, that doesn't leave much that I can't do," Melina shot back.

"Very true. Catch you later."

"Bye Rand," Melina replied as her brother walked through the hotel door.

Randy hadn't walked very far down the hallway before he saw Lita walking towards him. She was still carrying the bags from earlier and didn't appear to have made it back to her room yet. "Perfect," Randy muttered to himself.

Much to Randy's surprise, the redhead didn't look at him or even acknowledge him as she passed by. Randy scowled, "Hi Lita."

The diva didn't reply she just kept on walking.

"Hi Lita," Randy repeated, a lot louder this time.

Once again she ignored him and stopped two doors down from the room Randy had just exited. She put down the bags she was carrying and fished in her front pant pocket for her room key. She swiped the card down the lock and waited for the light to turn green before pushing the door open.

While she was doing this, Randy took the opportunity to come up behind her, "Hi Lita," he said for a third time.

"I heard you the first time," Lita replied sharply.

"Then why didn't you answer?" the Legend Killer questioned.

"Because I'm ignoring you."

Randy frowned, "What did I do?"

The redhead rolled her eyes, "If you don't know, I'm not spelling it out for you." She reached out to pick up the bags from the floor only for Randy to beat her to it.

"Let me help you with those."

"It's a little late for that. Anyways, I thought you were busy?"

"I was," Randy lied, "But I'm free now."

Lita was taken aback as he entered her hotel room without being asked, "Hey! What do you think you're doing?"

He flashed her a cheeky grin, "If you don't know, I'm not spelling it out for you."

Lita was unsure if it was the grin or the tone in which he'd just used her own words against her but a small smile found its way onto her face. She shook her head before pulling her suitcase into the room and shutting the door.