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Chapter Fourteen:
"I just thought you might like to celebrate the death of my child and the end of my marriage." Randy shook the liquor bottle a bit to emphasize.
"What?" Manny asked clearly surprised. "Your wife is divorcing you?"
"That's what I just said."
"About time." Manny smirked. "Maybe you'll realize that the world does not revolve around Randy Orton and there are other people living on it." She walked to the table and sat down, Randy sat down across from her glaring and John shrugged before going into the woman's frig. "However, the child thing is fucked up. I'm truly sorry about that, Orton."
"Me too. I really wanted to be a dad and just knowing that my child could've been here in a few months, in my arms. It hurts." He replied genuinely as his eyes glistened.
"I can only imagine." Manny sighed, "So, why aren't you guys at the show?"
"We were hangin' at my house this weekend. Our plane doesn't come for another three hours, we're going then."
"And you're going to show up all liquored up?"
"Pretty much yeah."
"Why don't you save the booze until after the show? That way you can act professional, plus it would not help your case against me if that leaks out."
"Helping the enemy?" Cena asked, going into the freezer before pulling out two steaks.
She shrugged. "We'll we're all working together here right, well…I assume Vince would tell you I'm going to sign a contract with him soon."
Randy nodded. "Yeah, he told a select few of us."
"But he left out a lot of details…care to fill in the pot holes?"
"I don't want to talk about it." She smirked.
Randy looked Manny up and down not quite believing her. "Are you going to decide how you're coming over?"
Manny raised an eyebrow and her smirk faltered. "I am. Yes. But that's all I'm telling you, okay?"
"Fair enough. We like the element of surprise."
She nodded and the room became silent for a moment.
"So, Cena…making yourself at home I see." She eyed the man who was cooking at her stove.
Before John could reply though her cell phone began to ring she looked at who was calling and cursed. John and Randy looked at her questionably and she shook her head. "Don't say anything, please." Both men nodded wordlessly as she answered the call.
"Hello, Dix. What's up?"
"I've gotten off the phone with Vince McMahon and he wants you to be on Raw tonight for a Special Edition of The Cutting Edge."
Manny was a bit taken back, she cleared her throat. "And when did you start doing business with Vince?"
This caused Randy and John to focus their attention to the faux brunette.
"Who I do business with is none of your business and he got into contact with you." She replied sternly. "You're going to be there. Or else."
Manny raised an eyebrow at that. "What's with the fucking attitude?"
The woman on the other line sighed. "Sorry, I'm just tired of getting screwed over. I want everything to go by with a hitch, I want to win this little war."
"And we will Dix." The WWE will, with the help of moi. "I promise we will."
"Alright, so get ready. I'm putting you on a plane that comes in two and a half hours. I'm going to have AJ drop off your ticket."
"Am I going alone?"
There was hesitance from Dixie and Manny took it as a yes. "You are, Vince said he wanted you to come alone so we wouldn't do anything. So we have to halt our plans."
"You trust Vince not to let anything bad happen to me?"
"He said he'd make sure nothing happens to you. Vince McMahon is an honest man. I trust him to make sure."
"Yeah, well I don't." she was now catching an attitude. "You better not be putting me in any danger Dixie. I hope you know what you're doing."
"I know what I'm doing, trust me."
"Sure. I'm going to get ready."
"Okay. AJ should be there shortly. Oh, and if you do nicely…there's a title shot in the works for you."
Manny hung up her phone and looked at the guys. They were expecting her to tell them the exact convo. "I'm going to be on Raw tonight, for a special cutting edge. My plane comes in two hours and thirty minutes, AJ's brining me my ticket and you two need to get gone before he comes."
"Guess we're taking this steak to go."
"Guess so." She told them before looking to Randy. "You can leave the booze."
"I thought you don't drink."
"I don't, and you two will not be drinking before that plane ride, which by the way looks like we're going to be on the same damn plane."
Soon Randy and John left, with their steaks, and Manny was all packed and ready to go.
"Coming!" she yelled, running down the steps with her suitcase. She placed it right by the door before opening it.
"Manny!" AJ greeted her with a hug and she wrapped her arms around him as well.
"Hey, AJ. You have my ticket?" she asked, pulling away.
He nodded and handed it to her. "Thanks."
"You should be leaving now, you're cutting it pretty close. Do you need a ride?"
She looked thoughtful for a moment, and nodded her head.
"Manny, are you…alright?" He asked a little uneasy, "you look kind of down."
Nah, just feeling a little guilty… "Nope, fine. I just really don't want to go to Raw by myself." She told him, as he grabbed her suitcase. Manny took her jacket off the hook by the door and pulled it on, taking out her keys they walked out of the doorway as she shut the door before locking it.
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A/n: Thanks for the reviews last chapter. Sorry for the long ass wait. I hope you enjoy this chapter and please review for more. Next chapter she's going to be on a special edition of the Cutting Edge, meaning…Adam! Yayy, and I may or may not write the plane ride with John, Randy and Manny. And wtf, John just making himself right at home, walking in and cooking a steak…lol.