Lexi found herself in her usual spot Tuesday afternoon. She had gotten a regular spot on RAW, as well as Smackdown. She was in Randy's hotel room, waiting for him to get ready, so they could head out to grab some lunch before going to the arena. She had hopped up on the dresser. Not much had changed between them. They were as playful as ever, and she still found herself secretly lusting after Randy. He walked out of the bathroom, and sat down on the bed, tying his shoes.

"Ready?" He looked up at her smiling.
Lexi rolled her eyes.

"Are you?" She asked.

"Almost, I have to find my key." He said, walking around the room, searching. Then his eyes turned to her. The way he was looking at her, made her breath get caught in her throat. He sauntered up to her and wrapped his arms around her.
"Don't move." He breathed into her ear, his hands reaching behind her. She felt his lips graze her neck, as he moved. He lifted her up with one hand, and reached under her with the other, the back of his hand flat against her ass. He pulled his room key card out.
"Got it." He smiled, sitting her back down, waving the card in her face, smirking.
She shoved him.

"You could have just asked me to moved, jerk." Lexi huffed, now that she was able to breath.

"Oh, come on, how fun would that have been?" He asked, grabbing his car keys, holding the door open for her.
He was always doing little things like that. She knew he had to know how she felt about him.
Nattie was always picking on her about it, she had even changed his ringtone on Lexi's phone to girlfriend by Avril Lavigne. It wasn't until Randy had called her phone, which she had lost in his car that she heard the ringtone, her face had turned three shades of red. Randy never said a word about it. He never said anything about her odd behavior, or how jumpy she had become when he would rest his hand on her thigh as they were driving. She knew he had to see the chills that would always come over her body anytime he touched her. There was no denying the signals her body, involuntarily, would send out, but he never said anything. She had grown to love the times in the gym with him. She had come to crave the sounds he would make, and the visions that would fill her head as he made them. She was becoming obsessed with a married man, but as hard as she would try, she couldn't stay away from him. Anytime she would come up with an excuse, he would whine until she gave in. She would set up a ride with Tyson and Nattie, and then he would give her that look of his, and she would cave.

"Just fuck him and get it over with." Nattie said, as Lexi stood watching Randy walk down the hall.

"Shut up Nat. That's not funny." Lexi said, walking into the women's locker room, getting changed.

"It's not like there aren't already rumors about you two. People already think its happening. So, why not do it?" Nattie asked.
"I know you want too." She laughed.

"It's not like that for him. We're friends, and he's married." Lexi said, pulling her elbow pads on.

"I know how you feel about him, and I've seen the way that man looks at you. He wants you, just as much as you want him. Why can't you see that?" Nattie asked.

"I'm with him all the time, and he has never made a move on me." Lexi said.

"No, and he won't. He's married." Nattie said.

"I know, so nothing will ever happen." Lexi said, lacing up her boots, and heading to makeup. Her words were more meant for her, than for Nattie. She knew that as long as Randy was married, nothing would ever happen. She didn't want to start a relationship like that, and she would never ask him to chose. She needed to put her feelings away, as easy as it sounded, she knew it would be hard, maybe impossible.

Randy had just talked with the doctors, and he could only think of one person he wanted to see. He set out in search of Lexi. He was making his way through the arena, when he stopped to see who was in the ring. Of course it would have to be her. She was the most beautiful women he had ever seen. The way she moved as she went over her match against Kelly Kelly. He couldn't tear his eyes away from her. He didn't want too. If he could stand there forever and watch her, he would die a happy man.
The touches, he had made casual, was a plus to him. He loved having her around, he loved talking with her, and even when they rode in silence, he just enjoyed her being there. He had never felt this way about a women. He had never been so comfortable and nervous at the same time. He wanted nothing more than the wrap his arms around her and take her, but she didn't feel the same way about him. He could tell by the way she would tense up when he would first touch her, by the way she was always asking about Sam. But no matter how many times he had told himself to move on, stop killing himself lusting after someone who didn't want him, he just couldn't stop how he felt. What he was about to tell her was going to kill him. He tossed her a towel as she walked back stage.
"Hey Lex, you have a sec, I need to talk to you." Randy said.

"Yeah. Let me grab a bottle of water, then we can take a walk." She said. They walked down the hall, and made their way outside. It was a nice warm day, with a nice breeze.
"What's going on?" She asked, stopping him.

"I'm out." He said.

"What does that mean?" Lexi asked.

"My back, I have to take some time off, no more ring time, until I get my therapy done." He said.

"How long?" Lexi asked, he voice trembling.

"Maybe six months." He said.

"Six months?" She asked. How could she live without him for six months.

"Up to. That doesn't mean it will be the full six months. It depends on how my body does with the therapy." He said.
"Why? You going to miss me?" He grinned.

"You know I'll miss you. I can't imagine you not being here for six months." She frowned.

"Oh, come on Lex, don't look at me like that. This is hard enough as it is." He said.
"You can always come visit me." He smiled.

"Yeah, I bet Sam would love that. She's never met me and already hates me. Besides, she's getting what she wants. You'll be home, you guys can get your marriage back on track." She said, forcing a smile, even though her stomach turned, and she felt like she had been hit by a ton of bricks.
"When?" She asked.

"Tonight. Barrett is going to make me fall down a flight of stairs." Randy said. The rest of the night the two stayed close to each other. Her match was right before his, so she watched his on the monitor, while she got ready to leave. It took her double the time it took him to get ready, so she knew by the time she had her things ready to go, he would already be waiting on her.
"You ready Lex?" He asked, as she walked out of the women's locker room.

"Yeah." She said sadly. They put their things in the trunk and headed to the airport. The ride was quiet, as he rested his hand on her leg, she silently took his hand in hers. Something she had never dared to do before. She ran her fingers over his knuckles, until they arrived at the airport. He drove the car and returned it to the rental company. They took their bags, and Lexi checked in, as Randy bought a ticket home. She still had two hours until her flight took off, his left right after hers. They took their carry-ons and went to get a cup of coffee. They sat and talked, until her flight was called. He walked her to her gate and pulled her to him.

"I'm going to miss you." Lexi said.
"It's going to be so boring without you, and I'm going to have to rent a car, because I won't be able to stand riding with Nattie and Tyson too long. They're too lovey dovey." She laughed.

"I think I'll miss you more. You be careful in the ring." He smiled.

"I always am." She said.
"You, talk with Sam. Try to make things better with her."

"Don't Lex. You know it won't work." Randy said.
Lexi pulled back and looked him in the eyes.

"Just try."

"I will. I'll call you in a few days." He said. He pressed his lips to her forehead, causing her heart to skip a beat.

"Get better." She smiled.
"I have to go." Her heart broke as she sent the man she loved home to his wife. It was only right for him to give his marriage a try. He deserved happiness, and he had been happy with Sam once. She knew that he could find that again. She wiped the silent tears as she sat in her seat. She couldn't tell what she was more upset over, him not going to be there, or the possibility of him getting back with Sam. At least the next three weeks she was too busy with work to go home and think about all of it.
Randy's calls were short, and days in between. He didn't have time to talk, he was working on things with Sam, and for what she could tell, things were going good. She tried to keep busy with looking for a place to move to, or work outs, or lunches out with the girls, but nothing would take her mind completely off Randy. Lexi found herself slipping back into a previous life, she swore she would never go back too. She had been drinking, most nights she would drink in her hotel room until she passed out. She was good at hiding what she was doing. She had learnt in the indies how to hide things from everyone. She sat in her hotel room the night of January 22nd. She had made the two hour drive to the next town alone. Her mind was going crazy. It had been almost 10 days since she had talked to Randy. It wasn't that she didn't have any other friends in the WWE, but she had a connection with Randy, and it hurt her that he wouldn't even call her, just to check on her. She had cleared her mind, and decided what she was going to do. She needed an escape. She had made a few calls on her way, and got in contact with someone who could help her. She sat looking at the table in front of her. A thin white line of dust sitting there, begging her to do it. Lexi knew if she started this, she wouldn't be able to stop without help. It had been years since she had the urge to do anything, but here she was, straw in hand, fingers trembling as she leaned forward, to the table, tears streaming out of her eyes. This wasn't just a release, she knew she could get caught, and she could get suspended or even fired. Now she just had to decide what she wanted with life.

Randy sat back in the seat on the airplane. His back was feeling better, and after only a month, he was headed back to work, headed back to the place he loved, to what he loved to do, but most of all, heading back to see the girl he was sure he was in love with. He hadn't called Lexi in 10 days. He had made himself become distant. He told her he would try to make things work out with Sam. It wasn't something he wanted to do, he was ready to go home and start the divorce, but he had told Lexi he would try, and he couldn't lie to her about it, so he tried. The first week went ok, he made a promise to himself that he wouldn't say anything negative to Sam, and even though there were days when he couldn't say anything, he made it through the week. It was the next week when he had caught her with her ex, or he could say current, boyfriend. He followed her when she had said she was going out the lunch with her mom. He followed her to a park where Sam had met up with him, when he saw her kiss him, Randy knew what he had to do. He went home, packed his things and called a lawyer. He found a close hotel. But then he had gotten so busy working on his return, and speeding things along with the attorney, that he was wiped out by the time he made it back to his room at night, and he would crash before he could even dial Lexi's number. He was so worried that she would hate him for not calling.

Lexi was at a cross roads she never wanted to come to again. She hadn't gotten any sleep, and the sun was peering through the curtains. She had made it through the night. She stood up and walked over to the curtains and pulled them back, letting the sun in. There was snow on the ground, but the sun through the window warmed more than just her skin. It warmed her soul. She wrapped her arms around her body and smiled to herself. She knew what she needed to do. She got a wet paper towel and wiped up the table, she threw it all away, before falling into bed for a few hours.
Lexi dried her hair, careful not to pull out her colors as she brushed through it. She was dressed and ready to head to the arena. Last night had been bad, but she had made it through, without as much as a beer. She was happy until she got to the arena, and was called into the office. She was handed a cup and was told to stand in line. She looked around her, seeing a couple other wrestlers. She peed in the cup and handed it over to the lady who watched her. She nervously made her way towards the women's locker room, to get ready for the day. After getting dressed she made her way to catering, after not eating for almost 18 hours, she was a bit hungry. She sat down at an empty table, cursing herself for what had almost happened last night. She was lost in her own world, a few minutes later the chair next to her was sat down in. She figured it was Nattie, or Tyson, until a familiar hand found her thigh. She looked up at Randy, and smiled, until she remembered she was mad at him.
She shoved his hand off her.

"Orton. What are you doing here?" She asked.

"Oh, you're mad at me, that's the only time you use my last name. What's wrong?" He asked, frowning.

"What, you think you can leave for a month, barely call me, then come back and expect me to open my arms to you? Not gonna work." She said, trying to sound mad, but inside she was jumping up and down.

"I'm sorry. I was really busy with things." He smiled.
'Things' meant Sam, Lexi knew that.

"How's it going at home?" She asked.

"I would really rather not talk about it right here. Let's get back to you. You seemed to have a lot on your mind when I sat down. You ok Lex?" He asked, looking concerned. She frowned at him.
"Come on, lets take a walk." He said, standing up and pulling her chair back. They walked down the hall, and made their way up to an empty sky box.

"How'd you get the key for this?" Lexi asked him.

"My parents are coming here tonight. I got them a box, so they could enjoy the show without getting hassled. Now, whats going on with you?" He asked, sitting in a seat, pulling her into the chair next to him.

"I was tested today." She finally admitted.

"Don't take it personal. They do this randomly." Randy said, seeing that she was still upset.
"Is there something else you need to tell me?" He asked, she wouldn't even look at him.
"Lex, I can't help if I don't know. Is there something I need to know about you?" Randy asked, putting his fingers under her chin, making her look him in the eyes.
"Lexi?"
She pulled her face away from his touch.

"I used to have a problem. Its been years since I've touched anything." She said.

"Lex, its piss, it doesn't stay in your system for that long." He smiled, until he saw her face.

"I had a bad night last night." She said.

"What was it Lex?" He asked.

"Coke." She said.

"Oh, Alexis..."

"I didn't do it. But I had it, I handled it. I lined it up. Now I have to worry if I accidentally sniffed enough to cause a positive test." She explained.

"Did you lick you fingers? Inhale in the baggie?" He asked.

"No. I dumped it and lined it up, then looked at it." He looked at her.
"I swear, I didn't."

"So think about it, to me it doesn't sound like you'll test positive. Don't worry so much." He said.
"Can I ask why?"

"Why last night, or why I ever started?" She asked.

"Both, if you want to tell me." He said quietly.

"When I first started in the indies, I got introduced to it. It's not like I could afford to do it often, but it always helped me forget things when alcohol wouldn't. I guess last night, I had a lot on my mind. I got tired of drinking myself to sleep, and wanted something better to help me forget." She said.

"Forget what?" He asked.

"Who." Lexi corrected him.

"Who then?" He asked.
She turned her head and took a deep breath, then turned back and locked eyes with him.

"You." She said, getting up and walking towards the door.

"Lex, wait, where are you going?" He said, catching up to her, blocking her from getting out the door.

"What Randy?" She asked, crossing her arms in front of her.

"You can't say that and leave." He said.

"What am I suppose to do?" She asked.
"You were gone, making things better with Sam, now you come back, and I just can't right now." She said, trying to step past him.
He grabbed both of her arms.

"Lexi, you asked me to try with Sam. That's why I did. I told you I would, and for some reason, I can't lie to you."

"Well, that's just great. I'm glad you got your life back together. Now, if you'll excuse me, I bet I can make it back to my hotel room before the maid cleans out my trash can." Lexi snapped.

"Will you stop it. Talk to me and tell me whats going on with you. You never act like this. Whats wrong?" Randy asked.

"I can't do this anymore. I can't take the casual touches and act like it doesn't drive me crazy. I can't take your looks, your noises, and not want more. I can't be friends with you anymore. You deserve happiness, and you're happy with Sam, so it's best, for my sanity, that we just aren't friends." She said, trying to fight back the tears.
Randy was so stunned by what she had said, he let his hands fall, and she stepped around him, reaching for the door. He turned and placed his hand on the door, pushing it closed. He stepped closer to her, backing her into the corner. He put his hand under her chin, lifting her face to his. His lips eagerly pressed against hers. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her. His tongue urged her lips to part. As their tongues danced together, she reached down for the bottom of his shirt, raising it up, their lips parted, only for the short time it took to take his shirt off. She grabbed his back, making sure not to use her nails. She was sure the camera crew wouldn't be happy trying to keep the scratches off camera. He grabbed her, and pulled her legs around him. There was no hiding his growing manhood, even through his thick jeans. As his lips found their way to her neck, she squeezed her legs tighter around him, not able to get enough, she rubbed herself against his crotch, causing him to groan. His hand found its way to her breasts, and snaked its way under her tight top. His large hand squeezed her breast, causing her to moan with pleasure, until his lips covered hers again. She found her hands reaching for his jeans, when the door was opening on top of them.

"Shit." Randy said, letting her down, and looking back, around the edge of the door.

"Son?" A deep voice asked.

"Just give me a second dad." Randy said, closing the door.
"Fuck. What are they doing here so early?" He asked, looking at his watch.
"Oh, I guess they aren't early. How long have we been in here?" He asked.

"I'm sorry Randy. I shouldn't have..." Lexi began, while trying to straighten herself up. She ran her fingers through her hair, and pulled her top back into place.
Randy tugged at the bottom of his shirt.

"Lex, you're going to have to stand in front of me." She looked down, and couldn't help but laugh, at his problem.
"Yeah, laugh it up, but this is hard to hide. No pun intended." He smiled, and he pulled her in for another kiss, before placing her in the right spot to hide his erection, as he opened the door.

"Boy, is this what you do every time you get us a box?" Bob laughed.
"The ink ain't even dry on your divorce papers yet, but at least now I know why you rushed it." Bob chuckled, as he eyed Lexi.

"Yeah, yeah." Randy said, rolling his eyes.

"Good thing your mom stopped to talk. She would have died." Bob laughed again.
"You have got to be Lexi." He said, holding out his hand.
She took it and smiled. He had talked to his dad about her. And did she hear the word divorce?

"Yes. I'm Lexi."

"It's nice to finally meet you. I'm Bob, Randy's dad, his mom Elaine will be up here in a few minutes." Bob said, walking over to sit down.
"And, son, having her ass that close to you ain't going to help with your problem." He laughed.

"Yeah, well, I had to do something. I didn't realize it was so late. We have to go. I have to get dressed, and maybe take a cold shower before that. Give mom a kiss for me. I'll see you guys after the show." Randy said.

"Lexi, will you be joining us for dinner tonight?" Bob asked.
Lexi looked at Randy.

"I hadn't gotten that far yet, Dad."