Randy regained straight vision as he grabbed the envelope and ring and wan after Ali. He got outside just in time to see her drive out of the parking lot in her SUV. Whipping out his cell phone he called her. After calling about 10 times he put his phone back in his pocket.

Randy had no clue what had happened, looking down he noticed the envelope that he had still clutched in his hands. Thinking it had something to do with is current situation, he opened it and took out the pictures, his eyes widening in shock in what he saw.

Randy slowly sunk to the ground as he flipped through the pictures. They were pictures of him and a girl, but the girl was not Ali, it was Kate. They appeared to be in a hotel bed, there were blankets over them, but there was no guessing as to what was going on underneath them.

"Randy, what the hell was all that about?" John asked, running up beside him, Trish and Amy were not far behind. Randy couldn't say anything as he handed over the pile of pictures to John.

"Randy, what the FUCK did you do?" Amy asked, John held her back form hitting him.

"I swear to God I didn't sleep with her. I love Ali way too much to jeopardize my relationship with her."

"That's not what these pictures say." Trish said. "Or show for that matter." She handed the pictures back to Randy.

"But I would never do that to her!!" Randy exclaimed. "Why would I do something to someone that I've had done to myself? I know what kind of pain that causes and I wouldn't wish that on anyone."

"Then we need to figure out how these pictures came about and prove that this never happened." John said. "Which isn't going to be easy. Those pictures speak plenty of words."

"I smell a rat." Amy said. "And I think her name is Kate." Amy turned around and walked back into the arena, Trish looked at John, shrugged and then followed her.

Randy couldn't say anything. He just stared off into the direction that Ali had left, trying to figure out how he could still save his engagement.

Ali had refused to answer the door for 2 days straight and had not answered any of her calls, most of which were from Randy. She just did not want to talk to anyone about the events of the past few days. Tears filled her eyes again as she thought back to the past few days

Once again her cell phone started ringing, she was going to ignore it until she saw who was calling.

"Hello Vince. How may I help you?" She asked, already knowing why he was calling.

"I wanted to let you cool off, I wish I was calling on better terms." Vince said, seriousness in his voice.

"I honestly thought you would have called sooner. How long am I suspended?"

"How long do you think you should be suspended?"

"How bad is she hurt?"

"Before or after Trish and Amy put the boots to her?" Vince asked. Ali smiled, knowing she could always trust her friends.

"Before."

"Well, you caused the cut to her head, her concussion and we believe 1 of her 2 broken ribs. She got out of the hospital yesterday and she's going to be out of action of about a week. Amy and Trish have been suspended for a week. Now, since I like you, I am only suspending you for 2 weeks."

"Thanks Vince. How can I repay you?"

"That's only half of your suspension. You are going to be on double duty when you get back. I have a few plans for you."

"And what would those be?" Ali asked, only wondering what Vince could have up his sleeve.

"We will talk about that when you get back." Vince said. "Ali, I will see you in 2 weeks." He hung up.

Ali took a deep breath as she leaned back on the couch. A few minutes later, she heard a knock at the door. Thinking it was Randy she got up and looked through the peep hole. She smiled slightly as she opened the door.

"Come on in girls and lock the door behind you. I don't want any unwanted company." Ali said going back to the couch.

"Ali there has to be a logical explanation for this." Amy said. "Randy would never cheat on you."

"Let me guess, she fell and his dick broke her fall." Ali said bitterly.

"You should see him Ali, he is a wreck. He swears to God that he didn't sleep with her." Trish said.

"That doesn't explain the pictures. Saying something is one thing, but having pictures to prove it is a whole other explanation." Ali said, tears started falling down her cheeks. "I just don't understand why. I didn't think I had done anything wrong. What did I do to deserve this? Now I'm suspended for 2 weeks too."

"Only 2 weeks?" Trish asked. "We got one week and we only broke 1 rib. You broke 1, gave her a concussion and she had to have stitches."

"Well, Vince said I was going to be working double time when I got back, that's why he let me off easy. So what is the luggage for?" Ali asked, noticing the 2 bags by her door.

"Well, since we are both suspended for a week and won't be on RAW, we are staying here." Amy said.

"We thought we could keep you company." Trish said smiling. "We really don't want to spend our unplanned week off alone while the guys are at work. We hope you don't mind."

"That's fine. I could use the company." Ali said. Her phone started ringing again. She picked it up ad looked at the caller id before throwing it up the stairs.

"You aren't going to talk to him?" Amy asked.

"Nope. I'll talk to him when I feel like it and he can explain why he did what he did." Ali said.

Adam and John sat with Randy at the kitchen table in John's house. They had been trying to figure out something since late Monday night when everything started.

"Randy this doesn't make sense. Do you even remember anything about that night?" Adam asked.

"No, trust me, if I had sex with someone, don't you think I would remember?" Randy said, he took a drink of his coffee. All three guys nodded their heads.

John sat with is head propped up on his arm, suddenly a light bulb turned on. "Wait a minute. Randy, you remember that night when I left you by the bar when you were on the phone with Ali? What day was that?"

"Last Saturday, that much of the night I remember."

"Were are those pictures?" John asked. Randy pulled them out of his bag and handed them to him. John's eyes lit up. "These pictures were taken that night. You can't remember anything from that night. You could have been set up."

"John, you're a genius! That's it. I had to have been set up. Maybe one of my drinks was spiked or something! There could still be the chance that the pictures were just set up and that nothing ever really happened. No guy can get up if they are passed out!"

"Now all we have to do is prove it." Adam said as his phone started ringing.

"Hey man, have you guys figured anything out yet?" Jeff asked on the other line.

"Yeah, we think maybe Randy's drink was spiked. This all happened on the same night that he can't remember. There is a chance that the pictures are just pictures and that nothing happened. Now all we have to do is get some sort of proof." Adam told his friend.

"Yeah…" Jeff said trailing off, a thought came to him. "I have an idea. I gotta go, I'll call if I get anywhere." He said and hung up. Adam looked at his phone.

"Something happen?" John asked.

"Jeff had some sort of idea pop into his head. That guy is so unpredictable."