Disclaimer: I still own nothing except the OCs - Jessie, Vanessa and Billy *g*

Thanks to everyone who has reviewed so far. Please keep them coming. And I just wanted to say to anybody who's read this story before, I'll be changing a few thing from the next chapter onwards and Jeff & Maria should finally be making an appearance.

Chapter 5

Randy was laid out on his bed, he wasn't sure what his wife was doing but as he could hear the shower running he assumed she was still in there. He'd thought about calling Lita to tell her what had happened but changed his mind remembering that John was still with the redhead. With everything that was taken place he just couldn't deal with what was going on with John right now. So he just stayed where he was, staring up at the ceiling wondering who he could have pissed off so much that this had happened to him. He really didn't care about the money. There was plenty more where that came from. It was the fact that once again his dream of having the family he so desperately wanted was in tatters and there wasn't a damn thing he could do about it.

He heard the bathroom door open but didn't move an inch until he felt Jessica take hold of his hand.

"Baby? How are you feeling?"

"How do you think I'm feeling, Jessie?" Randy snapped, "You have no idea how I'm feeling …"

She pulled her hand away quickly, "That's because you won't talk to me. Every time something bad like this happens you clam up. Next you'll be drunk off your ass, wallowing in self pity. You're not the only one who's hurting you know, Randy."

He sat up, "I'm sorry Jess. I didn't mean to take it out on you. I know you're hurting too."

"It's okay Randy. Do you want me to call Vince for you and see if you can take a couple of days off? I'm sure he'd understand."

"Thanks for the offer but I can't. Something else happened today."

"What?"

"Lita kinda got fired," Randy said.

"What? I thought she quit already?"

"She did but she got a call today to say they are writing her out this Monday," Randy explained.

"Oh my god, poor Lita."

"Yeah poor Lita," Randy echoed, "So with it being her last week at the house shows I really want to be there."

"I understand. Maybe it would be a good idea. It's not like I'm going to be here anyway," she admitted.

"You're not?" Randy asked.

"No, I'm going to my mom's, remember?"

He made a face, "That's this weekend?"

"Well tonight actually. I booked a cab to the airport earlier. I would cancel but I really need to see my mom right now."

"Come here." Randy opened his arms as Jessica walked into his embrace. "I'm really sorry for snapping Jess. I don't know what I'd do without you."

"Me either, baby. Me either." She turned her head away from his view and smirked.

Five hours later, Lita, Edge and John was all sat around Lita's dinning table playing snap. All the occupants had had a couple of drinks but none of them were drunk. No words were spoken, everybody was concentrating on each card as it was turned over slowly by Edge.

"Snap!" Lita yelled out causing both Edge and John to jump a little.

"Jesus, woman. Are you trying to give us a heart attack?"

"I nearly peed my pants," Edge admitted.

"Too much information, dude," John shot back, shaking his head.

"I win," Lita replied, ignoring all the previous comments. "You two have to dance."

"Oh hell no," John said. "Ain't no way I'm dancing."

"But John, you promised," Lita stated in a baby voice.

Edge laughed, "I will if he does."

"I will if he does," John mocked what Edge had just said, making a face.

"Quit stalling and shake your booty."

"I ain't drunk enough for that," John stated.

"And I ain't drunk enough to watch that," Edge replied.

"Y'all are chicken shits."

"Are not."

"Are too."

"Are not."

"Are not," Lita said.

"Are too," John said before he could stop himself.

"Gotta!" Lita smirked.

"Dude, you walked right into that one," the blond man pointed out.

"Alright, I'll dance. I need music and not just any music. I need some cheesy disco shit."

Lita and Edge glanced at each other and grinned, "I have just the thing," she said, racing towards the living room.

"I don't know what you're smiling at. You have to do this too."

"It will be worth it."

Lita returned, a CD in hand. She was just about to put it into her stereo when the doorbell rung repeatedly.

"What the fuck is that?" Edge asked, dumbly.

"If I'm not mistaken it's the door bell," John said dryly.

Edge rolled his eyes, "Okay, let me rephrase. "Who the fuck is that?"

"Dunno, I must have left my crystal ball at home."

Lita laughed, "Let's find out then."

They all walked forward towards the front door as the bell started to ring again.

"Hey Liiiitttta," a voice called out. "Lovely Lita … open the door."

"You've got to be kidding me."

"Oh no, not again."

Lita yanked open the door and folded her arms over her chest. She shook her head at the sight she saw before her. Randy Orton was staggering around her front yard with what appeared to be a garden gnome tucked under his arm. "Please tell me that isn't what I think it is?"

"I have to pee," Edge stated before disappearing from the door way.

"Li, you go back inside and I'll take care of dickhead over there," John said.

"It's okay, John," the redhead replied.

"Yo, Orton. What ya doing?" John yelled out, placing his hands on his hips.

"I'm hanging with a new friend. He's called Billy and he's the only one who understands me. He actually listens with I talk. He doesn't judge me."

"That's because he's a fucking gnome, dumbass."

"His name is Billy," Randy slurred, making his way back towards the house. He held the gnome up, "Isn't he great? Much better than any," he paused to point in their general direction, "of you." He took another step forward slipping as he did so. The gnome fell from his grasp and smashed into pieces on the driveway. "Noooooooooo!" Randy dropped to knees frantically trying to place the gnome back together. "Billy …. Why Billy why?"

"Who the fuck's Billy?" Edge asked as he reappeared.

Lita's hand was covering her mouth in an attempt to stop her from bursting out laughing.

John stepped out of the house and walked up to the kneeling Legend Killer who was still collecting up pieces of his broken friend. He put on the most serious face he could muster, given the circumstances and patted Randy's shoulder. "Give it up man, he's gone. There ain't enough superglue in the world to bring him back."

"I won't give up on him," Randy gestured wildly with his hand. "He wouldn't have given up on me."

"Okay enough of this shit. Get up." John yanked Randy up by the arm.

"Ow fuck … Son of a bitch cut me," Randy said dropping all the pieces of the pottery back on the floor.

John looked back at Edge and Lita, both of them were currently doubled up with laughter. "Come on man, let's get you inside."

"Will you put a band aid on my finger?" Randy asked hopefully.

"If ya get your ass inside right now, yes."

"I love you, man."

"What about Billy?"

"Screw Billy, dude. I'm never gonna forget this. This has just proved it to me. Me and you against the world, Cena."

"Word Life," Edge yelled out.

The next morning, Randy woke up, his head was killing him and he had no idea where he was. He blinked a couple of times trying to clear his head. It didn't help. He turned slowly to see he wasn't alone in the bed. There was limited light in the room but he could just about make out longish blonde hair, "Shit."

His bed companion turned around and grinned, "Hello, Lover!"

Randy's eyes nearly popped out of his head, "What the fuck happened last night? Because I don't remember a thing and I really don't swing that way."

"That's not what you said last night," Edge joked. "Relax, I'm just yanking your chain."

Randy grimaced, "Look dude, I was totally wasted last night I didn't do something stupid did I?

The blond man grinned, "Define stupid?"

"Shit. Where are we? Li's?"

"Yeah, you rolled up here drunk off your ass declaring that Billy was your new best friend."

"Who's Billy?" Randy asked, clearly confused.

Edge ran a hand through his hair, "Billy was a gnome, man. He met with a brutal fate last night."

"You're enjoying this aren't you?"

"Oh yes. Let me tell you I am not forgetting the sight of you on your knees picking up pieces of a broken gnome in a hurry."

Randy looked up to the heavens, "Why me?"

In her bedroom, Lita awoke to the grinning face of John Cena, "Morning, what are you looking so pleased about."

"Finally after months of trying I have you in my bed."

Lita rolled her eyes, "Technically, we are in my bed and it's not like this is the first time we've shared a bed you know?"

He grinned at her again, "Trust me I know."

"Pervert! And you're only in here with me because Edge drew the short straw and he's sharing the spare room with Randy."

"I wonder if he's awake yet?"

"No idea but you did a good thing with him last night. He really needs us right now."

"And we'll be there for him, both of us," John agreed.

Lita learned over and kissed his cheek.

"What was that for?" he asked.

"Just because …"

"Well just to let you know, if ya feel like doing it again, I wouldn't object or nothing."

"Why am I not surprised?"

John shrugged, "No idea, Red. No idea."