AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hello everybody , sorry for the late update , but I had NO time to go online , and I just realized that I forgot to update my story ! This will be a whole lot easier once I'm NOT taking AP tests , sooo yeah , sorry :P My 'smart' teacher moved the test one day up, and we found this out on, surprise surprise, the DAY OF THE TEST. Thanks Mr. Borgeson -.- Anywaaays , I found out how to check whether my story has been added as a favorite or as an alert , and I DIED when I realized that my story's been favorited twice and been put on 4 alert lists [x Haha , thank you guys sososoooo much , you guys just made me super duper happy [: As for reviewers , my EXTREMELY amazing and lovely Ms. Christina89 , thank you , reading your comments always makes me happy , and to answer one of your few questions , the picture will come up eventually in the story [; Anyways , I gotta get back to studying ancient history in Mesopotamia for AP World History , yaaay -.- Love you all , enjoy !;D

OH , before I forget , I do not own the WWE or any characters or anything related to it ! I believe Vince McMahon owns it all … but seriously , who WOULDN'T want to own Randy Orton ? I swear , most guys would probably go gay for him … SO HOT ;D Sorryyy , just making an observation [x Anyways , THE STORY .

Chapter Seven: Run Away from the Past

Melena looked at Randy once more, and she took a deep breath.

"Randy, I noticed something that changed my life, and it's something that I've never forgotten. I… I noticed that…"

"Ms. Nunez, I'm here to refill your IV." Randy and Melena turned to see a nurse standing timidly at the door. Melena smiled shakily and waved her in.

"Of course, thank you so much." She removed her focus from the nurse and turned back to Randy.

"I guess we can finish the conversation later?" Randy asked Melena, not knowing whether she was going to be able to talk after her medicine was refilled. Melena nodded, looking at Randy apologetically.

"I think that's a good idea." Melena and Randy sat quietly for three minutes, and then the nurse left. Melena called out a thank you to the nurse's retreating form. She then turned to Randy, her face revealing distress.

"Lena, what's wrong?" Randy's brow furrowed, and he leaned towards Melena, confused as to her change in demeanor.

"Randy, I have no idea how I'm going to pay the hospital bill… I should just leave now while the bill isn't piling up!" Melena looked about frantically, not knowing what to do right then. She stopped and stared into Randy's warm blue eyes, since he put his hands on hers. He smiled at her softly, and shook his head, chuckling.

"Lena, you have nothing to worry about. I'll pay for it, no big deal. Now relax and get some sleep. We leave tomorrow night, so you need your rest. I'm going to go speak to John for a few minutes, and then I'll be back okay? I need to get your stuff packed up." He grinned at Melena, and she smiled back, blushing.

"Randy, I don't know how on earth I could ever repay you for your kindness. I promise to pay you back as soon as I can." She gently held Randy's hands, looking up and into his eyes. Her eyes glistened with gratitude. Randy tenderly removed his hands from Melena's hands, and got up. He playfully ruffled her hair.

"Your company is payment enough." He winked at her, and said a wuick goodbye, exiting the room as Melena settled down for a nap.

Randy looked around and immediately spotted John in one of the plastic chairs. He had his eyes closed, and he seemed upset. Randy walked up to him, and cleared his throat. John jumped, his eyes flying open, and he straightened up at the sight of Randy.

"Look Randy, I'm sorry about what I said. I didn't mean to-" John tried to apologize, but Randy cut him off.

"John, its fine. I know what you mean, its cool. No hard feelings, alright?" Randy smiled at John and held out his hand. John was bewildered at this reaction, but shook Randy's hand. John decided to lighten up, thinking that if Randy wasn't upset, then there was no reason to be upset over what he had said. John grinned as he spoke.

"Hey man, I gotta show you these pictures! I loved them, only I wish I was there to take them." Randy took a seat next to John, his curiosity piqued. John pulled out his cellphone and sifted through some things, and then smiled. "Here it is!"

The picture was of Steven, blood pouring down his face, being held up by Hunter and Dave, while the rest of the guys stood to the side. They all had their thumbs up, and were grinning. John laughed loudly, attracting the attention of a nurse. She shushed him, and he mumbled a quick apology. Randy stared at the picture, and laughed as well, and the nurse shushed him too. Randy ignored her, and stared at the picture while wiping his eyes.

"That's fucking hilarious! I gotta use that for my Christmas card." Randy joked as the two men completely forgot their earlier disagreement. Randy turned serious though, and turned to John.

"We have to pack Lena's stuff up for the plane tomorrow. I need to buy her a ticket, too. I'll feel better once we're out of here and away from that crazy sadistic bastard." Randy's eyes flashed to the photo, and he felt regret at missing the opportunity to hurt him.

"Hey man, I got it all under control. You stay here and take care of Mel, alright? I'll get the ticket, too." John patted Randy on the back, and got up, stretching. Then he grinned as he remembered something. "Oh by the ways, Vince was pissed like hell when he found out you were a no-show at the house show, but when his favorite son-in-law, Hunter, explained what happened, Vince cooled down. I heard that through Phil." John laughed as he saw Randy's face go from fright to relaxation. He was glad that his friend Phil, also known as CM Punk, had called to explain what had happened.

"Thanks, that takes a few things off my mind." Randy looked down at his stomach as it emitted a loud grumble. John and Randy both chuckled, and John pointed down the hall.

"Go down the hall and to the left, there's a small cafeteria. Eat something before you go back in the room, we don't want Mel to be scared!"

"I think I'll actually listen to you. She's asleep anyways." Randy smiled and got up, patting his stomach. He then looked down at his basketball shorts and laughed. "I must look pretty weird in my gym clothes!" John laughed and shook his head.

"Trust me, people come here in way weirder outfits. Hey Randy, you never told me straight up… do you love her?" John looked at Randy closely for his reaction. Randy stared at Melena's room with a faraway look. He spoke to John without turning.

"I don't love her, she's just a friend… a friend who I've only known for one day. I feel connected to her and all, but it's just friendship, nothing else. There's nothing else between us." Randy spoke quietly, repeating his words again and again, and John realized Randy was trying to convince himself more than John of his words. John just nodded, and turned.

"Well, ima go get the arrangements for tomorrow's flight ready. Later." John walked off, and Randy called a quick goodbye. He then headed off to the foodcourt. He was surprised to see someone familiar there… Mickie James. She saw Randy and waved him over, and he went to her table and sat down across from her, grinning.

"What're you doing here Mickie?" Randy was happy to see a familiar face, but he had actually wanted to have some time to think about things alone, and to put them in perspective.

"John told me he'd send you over here sooner or later. I just had to talk to you. How's the girl? I think her name is Mel?" Mickie smiled as she pushed a plate of fries at Randy. He wasn't hungry, but took a fry to be polite. He nodded at Mickie.

"Her name is Melena, but John and I have nicknames for her." Randy smiled as he thought of the nickname he had inadvertently come up with. Mickie smiled, but she seemed troubled.

"I heard about how you saw her in a bar and took her home, and I found out about her boyfriend… I also noticed how close you and John seem to be getting to her. Are you sure its okay? She is a stranger after all…" Mickie trailed off, looking down at the scratched surface of the table, not wanting to see Randy's reaction. What she didn't know was that Randy knew her true agitation, and he quelled all of her fears instantaneously.

"Mickie, John has no interest in Lena other than being her friend. Trust me, I can tell who he is and isn't interested in." Mickie's head was still bowed, but now her face reddened. Randy gently grabbed her face by the chin and lifted it up. He smiled at her kindly. "I believe John has a thing for a certain brunette who happens to be a pro wrestler named Alexis Laree. Ever heard of her?" Randy let go of Mickie's face and winked. Mickie's eyes sparkled with this piece of information, and she grinned happily.

"Has he said anything? You better not be messing with me or I swear…" Mickie smiled and giggled through her threat. Randy laughed too, the good mood contagious, and he shook his head.

"I would never mess with you, you're like my sister! Trust me, he doesn't pay any attention to any other diva or female for that matter. I think that the only competition that you have is, well, me!" Randy laughed loudly as Mickie punched him in the arm. She then subdued her emotions, and waited for Randy. He realized she had become sober, and he calmed down as well. He looked at her curiously, and she finally spoke.

"Randy, I'm a woman, so you can't hide your true feelings from me. Now tell me the truth when I ask you the next question. Do you have any feelings towards Melena?" Mickie's brown eyes stared straight into Randy's eyes, and he blew up, covering his emotions to the best of his ability.

"What the hell is up with everyone asking if I have feelings for Lena? I'm her friend, I've barely known her long enough to be her friend, and everyone is popping up and asking if I'm madly in love with her or something! Why is that?" Randy spoke loudly and angrily, attracting the attention of passers-by, but he ignored them. Mickie listened to his tirade quietly, and once she knew he was finished she decided to speak.

"Randy, you still didn't answer my question. How about I ask you simpler ones. Do you like Melena as a friend?" Mickie watched Randy's face twist into one of stubbornness, and he crossed his arms in front of himself, like a child.

"I don't have to answer anything." He sat there with a pout, and Mickie lashed out.

"You are such an ass! Just answer the damn question! I know you love her, I can tell! Sometimes it only takes a couple of minutes to find your true love, and I think she's the one for you! You should see yourself when you're with her. It's like she's the only thing that matters to you! And she obviously is interested in you, seeing as how she only asked John about YOU the whole time you were sleeping! Only you're too stupid to see it! How asinine can guys get? You know what, you want to be a jackass, go right ahead, but I'm not going to sit here and try to stop you from being a little crying bitch! Damnit, and to think I was trying to help you! You're as bad as a spoiled three-year-old!" Mickie jumped up, and started to walk away furiously, hoping that Randy had heard the words she was saying, rather than just hearing some insults. She had purposely gotten loud with Randy, knowing that this would be the only way to jar him out of his stubborn, protective shell. She knew the Randy Orton from two and three years ago, the playboy, and she remembered how he hid his feelings from everyone. He wasn't a playboy anymore, but he was still damn stubborn at keeping his feelings to himself. Mickie knew exactly how to handle him, though, and her mouth twitched in a hint of a smile as she heard a voice behind her.

"Mickie… wait! I'm sorry…" Randy spoke just loud enough for her to hear. She stopped, and slowly turned, trying her best not to show her happiness at her successful plan.

"Yes?" Mickie raised an eyebrow at Randy, who was now sitting slumped over the table, his hands resting on the tabletop, and his head barely lifted.

"I'll talk." Randy almost whispered, and he dropped his head into his hands. Mickie walked back to the table slowly, and sat down. She didn't prompt Randy to move. She decided to let him take his time in peaking to her. After a very long two minutes, Randy lifted his head off of the table, and Mickie was surprised to see Randy's eyes rimmed with red.

"Randy…" Mickie breathed, but he shook his head, and Mickie closed her mouth. She had never seen Randy Orton in this state before. He seemed broken… helpless even. She waited for him to speak. He cleared his throat, and began hoarsely.

"These past couple of days have been so crazy for me, I just cant put it all together. I mean, meeting Lena changed me a lot… and it's been only one full day since I first met her! I was happy, and I felt… I felt happy being with her, and I realized that I had felt this way before, a long time ago, but I had forgotten… can you believe it? I had actually forgotten about what had happened for once in my life." Randy laughed bitterly, and he just looked down at the tabletop, his eyes becoming shiny with tears. "When me and John and Lena were talking in her room, John mentioned it… mentioned her… and I finally knew what was going on.

"I had finally moved on from her. I had found someone who I found just as much happiness and joy in as I did with… her. Sure, Lena's been through hard times, and she may not be dating anytime soon, but I still feel like just being with her is good enough. I just don't want to admit it because I feel like I don't deserve her. She deserves someone who isn't as cold and heartless as me. She deserves to be loved by someone nice. I can never imagine her having feelings for a jackass like me anyways… I fuck everything up all the time, and say shit that I shouldn't. I just can't deal with it all… I just want to be her friend, and I think traveling with her will make us closer. And who knows, maybe she'll find someone to love from the WWE. I won't tell her how I feel though, it would ruin our friendship, and I know she would never talk to me again." Randy finally looked straight at Mickie and spoke urgently yet croakily. "Promise me that you will never tell anyone what I just told you." He stared at her hard, and Mickie saw the real hurt Randy for the first time in her life. She saw all the pain and emotions he always kept hidden deep in his blue eyes. She wanted nothing more than to run and tell the girl in the hospital bed that this man loved her, loves her, but she wanted to show Randy that he could trust others with his emotions, so she went towards the more logical reasoning.

"Randy, I'm your friend, and whatever you tell me to keep a secret, will stay a secret. Trust me. But you know just as well as I do that you are not cold or heartless. You just need to tell people how you feel. Sometimes it's better to let everything out in the open rather than keep it in your heart." Mickie looked at Randy, and put a comforting hand on his. He smiled warily, and nodded slightly.

"You're right… I just need some time to think I guess. And now that Lena's gonna be traveling with us, I'll have more than enough time to think about everything." He then looked at Mickie curiously. "Mickie, why don't you follow your own advice? Why don't you tell John your true feelings for him?" He looked at her with honest curiosity, and Mickie could tell that he was not trying to attack her, he was merely thinking. She decided to do something that would help Randy with his situation, even though it would be killer for her to do.

"You know what Randy? You're right, I'm going to tell John how I feel next time I see him, and I'll be up front about it. I'll lead by example okay?" She smiled at him, and squeezed his hand. "Remember this; I'm always here for you, no matter what. You can trust me, okay? I have to go now, but I'll be back later." Mickie got up and gave Randy a hug. He hugged her back. Mickie grabbed her purse, and then left, exchanging a quick goodbye with Randy. He sat back after she left, thinking about what he had said, and the truth of it all.

He grabbed a napkin from the dispenser and wiped his eyes, not wanting anyone to see him like this. He then thought about his conversation some more. He had never opened up to someone as much as he had opened up to Mickie. He smiled slightly as he realized that he had a confidante, and he realized that he felt lighter, and in a better mood. His stomach suddenly growled again, and he got up and got two burgers, devouring then in five minutes. He then sat back at the table and pulled out his phone to go through all of his messages and calls

He saw wuite a few missed calls, and checked his voicemail. Most of the messages were from his friends from the gym, all of whom were describing in great detail what had gone down between them and Steven after Randy had left. He went through them all, and then checked his texts. He saw a text from Phil, and he decided to read it, knowing that he was the one who had informed John of Vince's mood.

FROM: Phil

Randy, Vince is ok w/ u missing houseshow. If I were u id call him soon. Just call him wenever u get this. Hope Mel's feeling better. –Punk

Randy smiled at the text, and noticed how, once again, someone was calling Melena 'Mel'. He realized that John would probably get everyone accustomed to that nickname before long. Randy decided to call Vince and talk to him, to clear the air of any issues.

Randy called, and spoke to Vince for only a few minutes. The only part which Randy really heard was when Vince mentioned Melena.

"I hear that you're bringing the injured girl with you on the road?" Vince asked. Randy stiffened as he realized that Vince might have a problem with it.

"Yes sir, I am." Randy didn't elaborate, hoping that Vice would not be too harsh. He waited with his breath held for Vince's response.

"That's very kind of you Randy. I hope Miss Melena's road to recovery is quick and smooth." Vince was speaking commandingly, but Randy heard the kindness in his voice. He smiled as he relaxed his body.

"Thank you sir. I'll pass on your well wishes to Melena." Randy spoke as politely as he could when speaking to the boss. Normally, he would speak casually, but he didn't want to make Vince any more upset than he already was due to his top two stars skipping out on the house show. After a few more words were exchanged, Randy got off the phone and headed over to Melena's hospital room. He entered quietly and relaxed into the soft chair. He closed his eyes, relaxed and calm for the first time in what seemed to be months. Before he knew it, Randy was asleep just like Melena, only this time, there were no nightmares.

"Randy, hurry up! I want to leave this bore-fest as soon as possible!" Melena whined to Randy for the thousandth time. Randy was nervous, not knowing whether it was in Melena's best interest to leave the hospital already. It was Wednesday afternoon, and the doctor had said that Melena could leave if she wished, or she could stay. The choice was hers. She had jumped on the opportunity to leave, but Randy had to sign the release forms.

"Lena, are you sure? I don't know, what if you get hurt on the plane?" Randy was contemplating his options. Melena, incensed, started arguing with frustration.

"Forget the what-ifs! There are so many what-ifs! What if some psycho axe-murderer burst into the room right now and killed us? What if the world ended? What-ifs are stupid and pointless!" Melena was practically yelling, and Randy winced. Once she stopped talking, the room was eerily quiet. Both of them jumped as John burst through the door, and Melena screamed.

"Hey guys! Holy shit, Mel, why'd you yell?" John had thrown the door open, and had shrank back at Melena's scream. She relaxed and laughed, shaking her head.

"Nothing, Randy and I were just talking and… to put it short, I thought you were an axe-murderer. Now can you please get him to sign the release papers? He's worse than a mother!" She gestured towards Randy's form with exasperation. John laughed and walked up to his friends.

"Randy, we gotta leave soon. Sign the damn papers so we can get outta here! This doom-and-gloom place isn't really my scene anyways." He winked at Melena, and she smiled. Randy leaned back, defeated, and grabbed the pen, signing the paper. Melena cheered and John clapped.

"Yeah yeah yeah, have your fun. I'll be back in a second, Lena." Randy left to give the doctor the papers. Melena turned to John, and smiled.

"So how are you?" Melena smiled at John as if they were old friends, and John smiled back.

"I'm doing pretty damn good! I'm not looking forward to the plane trip to Madison Square Garden for the promos we have to do for next Mondays tri-brand show, but I'll get over it. Whenever I stay at randy's or my place for even a day, I start getting spoiled. It's so nice sleeping in a real home!" Melena laughed as John reminisced. Randy returned to the room, and smiled at the pair.

"You can leave Lena. I'll carry you." Randy grabbed Melena, and held her bridal style. She protested, but he ignored her. Melena was wearing one of her new outfits which John had brought by for her, due to Mickie's suggestion. She was clad in a long sleeve v-neck shirt in a dark green, with dark blue skinny jeans and regular black converse. Melena's ribs were taped up underneath her sweater, but she didn't mind.

Randy had changed as well, since Mickie had told John to bring Randy a fresh outfit as well. Randy now sported a plain white shirt which hugged his body, a chain with a few dog tags, and plain blue faded jeans. The little group made it to Randy's car, and Randy gently set Melena into the front seat, and got into the drivers side. John got into the back.

"Randy, let John sit up front!" Melena didn't want to take his place, but John spoke before Randy.

"Mel, I don't wanna sit next to this guy all the time! I'm thankful that you're sitting there!" John laughed with Melena, and Randy smiled at the enjoyment.

"Hey, I don't like sitting next to the gay white rapper! He always tries to feel me up when we're alone." Randy winked at Melena, and she doubled over with laughter along with Randy, and John sat back with a little pout.
"Jerks. I thought we were all friends! I didn't know friends turned on each other like that… Hey Randy, we're going to eat something before going to the hotel, right?" John leaned forward, and Randy started the car.

"Yeah, let's go eat, and then we can meet up with the guys." Randy started driving, and the three talked about music, television, and the house show from the night before during the trip. In 15 minutes, the group made it to a small diner. Randy got out, and helped Melena out.

"Don't even think about carrying me." Melena tried her best to sound menacing, which made Randy crack up. She folded her arms indignantly, and looked at him with a face full of annoyance. "What's so funny?"

Randy shook his head, wiping his eyes, and grabbed Melena around the waist to steady her as they walked. "Nothing Lena, lets just go." He walked with his arm around her, and John came up behind them. Randy couldn't help but notice the electricity running through his arm, but he subdued it. He wanted to lean in and kiss her right then, feel her soft lips, put his hand on her neck, and on her back, gently pulling her towards himself, their warm bodies connecting... but he remembered that she deserved better, so he stopped himself.

Melena was thinking about how the small of her back felt like it was on fire, Randy's arm making her feel dizzy. Any contact she had with him caused her to feel woozy. She knew that she was damaged goods, though, and he would never find her attractive, especially because girls that were much prettier than her fawned over him, and she pushed the thoughts from her mind.

John watched the two walking, and he noticed how natural they looked, and how they both seemed to be a bit rigid, as if controlling themselves from something. He shook his head, and thought of Mickie sitting in the diner waiting for them, and he sped up.

The little group got to the doors, and John held the door open for the two. They walked in, and John immediately spotted Mickie.

Melena watched as Mickie and John hugged, and she noticed the chemistry the two had. They sat down together on one side of the booth, and Randy seated Melena on the other side, and then slid in himself. Mickie greeted Melena, and shook her hand.

"I believe we haven't officially met yet, but I've heard enough about you to feel like I know you already!" Mickie joked with Melena, and she laughed, nodding.

"Same here! John gave me enough information to write a book. It's nice to meet you in person, though." Melena smiled, and the two girls started talking, John's face slightly flushed. Randy started talking to John about the promos, and John turned normal after a minute. A waitress came to the table, and smiled at everyone. She seemed to stare at Randy longer than John, and she adjusted herself so he was facing Randy.

"Hello, my name is Bethany, and I will be your server today. What would you like to order?" Melena didn't let it slip through her vision that the girl was only speaking to Randy. Melena scouted the girl, who was average height, sandy blonde hair, brown eyes, and full lips. She was pretty, and Melena was on edge.

"I'll order after these people do." Randy gestured towards the rest of the company. The girl reluctantly turned towards the rest, and smiled.

"What would you all like?" She turned to Mickie first.

"I would like a Caesar salad, please, with a diet coke." The waitress wrote down the order, and Melena could have sworn she heard the words 'Good choice, fatty' from the waitress. John gave his order as well.

"I'll have what this beautiful young lady is having." John grinned at Mickie, and she blushed, giggling like a little girl. The waitress scribbled some more, and then turned to Melena, and Melena could have sworn the girl was glaring at her.

"Randy, what do you think I should get? I have no idea." Melena felt a bit defensive, and decided that if the girl wanted to assume, then Melena would help solidify her assumptions. Randy was oblivious, and he looked through the menu. He leaned towards Melena, pointing at something on her menu.

"They have great pasta! Try it." Randy winked at her, and she blushed, looking up at the waitress who was now glaring with more obviousness. Melena acted ignorant towards the girl, and ordered.

"I think I'll have this." Melena pointed at the pasta name, and the girl wrote it down. She then turned to Randy, a genuine smile spreading onto her face.

"And for you, sir?" The waitress flipped her hair, and flashed a dazzling grin. Randy just looked at his menu, and then at Melena.

"I'll have what she's having." Randy spoke kindly, and smiled at Melena. She smiled back, feeling a bit smug. The waitress huffed and wrote down more information on her notepad.

"And for drinks?" The waitress asked. Randy turned to the waitress and simply spoke.

"We'll have two cokes, easy on the ice." The waitress wrote it down, and then smiled once more.

"I'll be right back with your order." She left then, and Mickie burst out laughing.

"Randy, don't tell me you didn't see the girl trying to work her magic on you?" Mickie giggled at she imitated the girl flipping her hair and smiling. John started to laugh, and Melena giggled. Randy looked confused.

"What are you talking about…?" Randy shook his head, and relaxed into the seat.

"Nothing, nothing. Just chill." Mickie then turned to Melena and started talking to her again about good places to shop for clothes. Then suddenly Mickie turned to John, her face slightly flushed.

"John…" Mickie was tentative. She waited, and John turned to her immediately.

"Yeah, what's up?" He grinned at her.

"Can I talk to you in private for a few minutes?" She looked at him tentatively. John looked confused but he nodded.

"Sure follow me." John got up, and Mickie flashed randy a meaningful stare before leaving the table and following John. Melena looked at Randy, who had a contemplative mask on his face, and she asked him a question.

"Do you know what's going on between them?" Melena was puzzled, and she thought that maybe Randy knew something. He turned to her, smiling and shaking his head.

"I know just as much as you. How're you feeling?" Randy turned concerned, and Melena groaned inwardly.

"I'm fine Randy, I really am. Just forget about my injuries for like, an hour, and that's all I ask!" She looked at Randy with a pleading expression, and he smiled and nodded.

"Fine, I guess I've been acting a little bit too overbearing, but I worry about you Lena. I want you to be safe and healthy and happy." He looked deep into Melena's eyes, trying to get his true message across, and hoped she got it. Melena nodded and smiled.

"You coming into my life was one of the main factors in my happiness and healthiness and safety, so no worries. I promise to tell you if anything hurts, alright?" She grabbed Randy's hand and squeezed it gently, and he held her hand.

"I'm holding you to that!" They both smiled, and Melena winced as she heard the shrill voice of the waitress.

"Here you are!" The waitress set down all the food, and then turned to Randy, probably acting as if Melena's hand was not intertwined with Randy's. "If you need anything, and I mean anything, feel free to ask." She smiled, and then walked away. Randy burst out laughing, and Melena looked at him curiously.

"I finally noticed what Mickie was talking about. That's pretty damn funny!" He grinned, and Melena nodded and laughed, though she was annoyed at the waitress, Bethany or whatever, for being all over Randy.

John and Mickie slowly made their way back to the table, and instead of sitting down, they stayed standing. John finally spoke.

"Guys, we have something to tell you…" He paused, and Mickie continued on.

"We had a secret that we had kept for a long time, but now seems like the best time to just lay it all out. Please don't get upset or overreact, just hear us out. We're…"

AUTHORS NOTE: FINISHEDDD ! Hahaa , don't worry , the next chapter WILL reveal Mickie and John's big secret . I though that a little side story with Randy and Melena's story would be a good idea , and so this chapter somewhat developed it . So don't worry I'm not going to forget Melena and Randy , far from it actually ! But I wont say any more … just trust me when I say that the next chapter has a LOT in store … mwahahaha !;D