Fangirl, Randy; Randy, Fangirl Chapter 25

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That night

Randy had just finished making dinner for himself and the kids when Riley walked in. "Mommy!" The children screamed; they all ran from their kiddy table to her. She hugged and kissed them all. "Go finish your dinner." She said. She walked to the kitchen with them; she saw Randy and gave a small smile. "Hey, Randy." she said. Randy only glared at her. She sighed. "Can I talk to you?" she asked. Randy sighed and nodded as he walked into the lounge.

He sank onto the sofa in the lounge. "I don't think there's much you can say." He said. Riley sat next to him. "First of all, I need you to know that I love you so much. Nothing will ever change that; I'm happiest with you." She started off. "Seems like you're just as happy with Wade." He said with a pout; he hung his head breaking eye contact. Riley chuckled. "I never slept with Wade." She said. Randy's head shot up. "What are you talking about? I asked you last night—" Riley interrupted him. "And I didn't say yes or no. We're just friends." She said.

Randy thought for a moment. "Why did you make me believe that you were cheating?" Randy asked quietly. Riley sighed and took Randy's hands in hers. "I wanted you to understand what I felt that night you were with Kristen." She said. Randy thought some more. "So that's what it felt like; like you were going to die?" he asked. "Multiply what you felt by two and that's how I felt." She said. "Why two?" Randy asked. "Because I walked in on you; you never had any hard evidence against me with Wade." She said. Randy nodded in understanding.

"I'm sorry I kind of lied." Riley said. Randy chuckled. "It's okay; I'm glad you did. I always thought you were overreacting about Kristen." He said. "Now you see that I wasn't. I love you, honey. I have forgiven you for that and I have put that behind us." Riley said. Randy smiled and kissed her lips softly. "I made dinner." Randy said. Riley smiled and nodded; she followed him back to the kitchen where they ate dinner.

The next morning

The kids had been dropped off at school; Riley and Randy had just finished what one could call make up sex. They were both lying in bed panting to catch their breath when Riley's phone rang. It was Vince McMahon. Riley frowned in confusion and looked at Randy. He shrugged. Riley answered.

Hello? Good morning, Riley! How are you today? I'm pretty good, Mr. McMahon. She said. How are you? I'm fantastic, Riley. I really am. I'm calling about your application. I was thoroughly impressed by it and I want to offer you a position as the head of our creative development. Wait what? What application are you talking about? Randy gave me your application and some copies of storylines you wrote. They were really great and I would love to have you on the team. You wouldn't have to travel much; I know you're a mother and wife first, so I wouldn't require much travel from you. You could work from home; you know. Have phone conferences, Skype meetings, and email. I—I don't know what to say, sir. Randy did all of that without my knowledge. When did he give you that information? I believe it was a week ago, the first day of WrestleMania Axxess. Oh. I'm flattered by your offer, sir, but I don't think I would be fit for such a hugely important position. I understand your nervousness, Riley, but judging by the ideas Randy gave me, you know what you're doing. I really need some of your fresh ideas to keep this business afloat. Riley sighed and thought for a moment. Thank you so much, Mr. McMahon. I really appreciate this. I promise I'll do all I can to not let you down. Alright! Then, it's settled. You're the new head of the creative department. Congratulations. Thank you, sir. Have a good day. Goodbye. Thanks; you too. Goodbye.

Riley hung up and glared at Randy. "What?" he asked innocently. "Thank you." She said quietly. Randy smiled and kissed her lips softly. "Congratulations." He said. Riley smiled.

TWO MONTHS LATER

Riley had made some pretty big changes to storylines in WWE and she added a few new ones. The ratings had been climbing ever since she was in charge; she was proud.

Riley woke up early to get the kids up for school; Randy had already left for his early morning run. Riley sat up suddenly felt nauseous. She covered her mouth and ran to the bathroom; she threw up all the contents of her stomach even though it wasn't much. When she was done, she brushed her teeth and took her temperature with a thermometer. The thermometer beeped when it was done; Riley didn't have a fever. She thought maybe it was a stomach virus.

She got the kids up for school; she got their baths and dressed them. Randy had come home just as the kids were going downstairs for breakfast. "Good morning, beautiful." Randy said to Riley. She smiled and pecked his lips. "Good morning." She said. Randy smiled and went upstairs for a shower.

After the kids had their breakfast, Riley dropped them off at school. Instead of going straight home, she called the doctor's office. "I need to make an appointment; right now would be great." She said into the phone. The receptionist was able to find an opening. Riley went to the clinic and signed in. She saw the doctor immediately.

"So what brings you here today?" the doctor asked. "I threw up this morning and I don't know why. It couldn't have been anything I ate; I had a salad with walnuts for dinner last night." Riley explained. The doctor nodded and made notes. "Let's get your vitals and then we'll see what's up." The doctor said. Riley nodded.

When the doctor was done with the vitals tests, a nurse came in with a cup. "We'll need a urine sample and when you get back, I'll need to draw some blood." The nurse said. Riley nodded and took the cup to the bathroom. She put the cup in the designated spot in the bathroom.

She went back to the patient room and had blood drawn. "We'll have the test results in a few hours. Do you have a number we can reach you at?" the nurse asked. Riley nodded and wrote down her cell phone number. "Have a good day, Mrs. Orton." The nurse said. "Thanks, you too." Riley said as she left.

Riley made the nervous drive back home. She had hoped it was nothing serious; she couldn't afford being sick right now. Even though she wasn't working alongside other people, she didn't want the people in her household getting sick.

On the way home, there had been a car accident so the traffic was backed up. Riley sat in the jam; the idleness was making her even more nervous. An hour later, traffic had finally started moving again. Riley let out a sigh of relieve and continued her drive home.

When she got there she saw suitcases packed in the foyer. She furrowed her brow in confusion. "Randy?" she called out. There was no answer. She walked towards the stairs, but she was stopped by Randy who sat at the bottom of the steps. He was fiddling with Riley's cell phone; she had accidentally forgotten it earlier. "What's wrong, baby? Why are there suitcases by the door?" Riley asked. Randy looked up at her with cold eyes. "They're yours." He said. "I don't understand…" Riley said. "You're pregnant?" he asked. Riley frowned. "No. Why?" she asked.

Randy stood and handed her the cell phone. "The doctor's office called… said you were pregnant… about two months…" he said as he spoke in broken sentences. "What?" Riley asked. "You lied to me about Wade, Riley." Randy said quietly. "I didn't lie to you. I really didn't sleep with him." Riley said. "Then explain to me why you came up two months pregnant two months after Wrestlemania!" he shouted. "I don't know, Randy, but I didn't have sex with him." He said. "Stop lying, Riley! Even if it wasn't Wade, it was somebody else!" he said.

Riley shook her head as tears started to fall. "I really don't know how I got pregnant, baby you have to believe me. You're the only person I've had sex with besides Teddy. And even that was a year ago." Riley said. Randy shook his head. "I can't believe you would try that. Sam did the same thing, remember? She fucked around and ended up pregnant and tried to tell me that I was the father. Now you're doing the same thing." He said. Riley wiped tears from her face. "I'm nothing like that, Randy and you know that. I am being honest; I don't know how I got pregnant. I promise!" Riley said.

Randy shook his head and paced the floor. "Get out." He finally said. Riley's eyes widened. "What?" she asked. "I said get out! Get the fuck out of my house!" he yelled. "But, Randy—" she said. "Just go, Riley." He said. "Please, baby. You have to believe me! I wouldn't lie to you about this! Please!" Riley begged.

Randy groaned and stomped to the foyer. He grabbed her bags and put them outside. Riley followed him. "Don't do this, Randy!" she begged. When all of Riley's bags were outside, Randy picked her up and put her outside as well. He threw her one key on a ring; it was the Range Rover's key. Randy closed the door and locked it, not allowing Riley back in.

Riley sighed and loaded her bags into the Rover and drove back the clinic. "I need to see the doctor." Riley told the receptionist. "The doctor is busy right now; is it an emergency?" the receptionist asked. "Yeah. I think nurse may have switched my samples with someone else's." Riley said. The receptionist nodded and made a note. "Have a seat." The receptionist said. Riley waited to be called for the second time that day. When she was, the nurse reassured her the test was accurate.

"Can I just take another one to be sure?" Riley asked. The nurse nodded. "If you don't mind me asking, why don't you think you're pregnant?" the nurse asked. Riley sighed. "My husband got a vasectomy ten years ago." Riley answered simply. "Oh." The nurse said as she handed Riley another cup to urinate in.

Riley went into the bathroom with the cup. She gave the sample and handed the cup to the nurse directly. "Can I watch as the test is run?" Riley asked. "Uh, sure." The nurse said. Riley nodded and followed her to a restricted area where quick tests like this one were processed. The nurse handed the urine sample to a technician and they both watched the test was run. "Yep. Pregnant. Just like before." The nurse said as she read the results. Riley took in a shaky breath. She had gotten pregnant, but how?

The nurse led Riley back to the patient room; Riley sat in a chair to let the information sink in. "Is there any way we can do a paternity test before the baby is born?" Riley asked. "Yes, but you would have to come back in about 8 weeks for an amnio." The nurse said. Riley nodded. "Would you like to make an appointment?" the nurse asked. Riley shook her head. "No." she said. She left the clinic and drove to a nearby hotel.

When she checked in and got settled, she called Randy. There was no answer, so she sent a text message. *Amnio in 8 weeks for a paternity test.* She had hoped Randy would reply. He did. *Why are you telling me?* Riley sighed. *I want you to give a sample.* Her phone buzzed with message. *I could use a laugh. I'll do it.* Riley sent a reply of thanks and curled up on the hotel's bed. She assumed she would be away from Randy and their children for at least 8 weeks. She didn't think she could last that long without her family.

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