My friends have been trying to find my fanfic account for a while now , but they never will. FUCK. DAYLIGHT. SAVINGS. TIME. ONLY. 3 HOURS. OF. SLEEP. NO. ME. GUSTA.

"Wait hold up where are we?" Randy ran up to his guide that freakishly looked like Evan.

"To see some things." He snapped his fingers together and they were in the hospital again. Randy saw Kelly enter through the front entrance of the hospital. Just as he was about to call out to her the guide stopped him.

"Please refrain Mr. Orton, we are merely ghost like, can't be seen, heard or touched." Randy just stood there as he saw a grim sight. Surrounded by doctors a man on a bed was being wheeled by them. He glanced over and saw who it was, it was his own body lying on the brink of death.

"Wait a minute, thats...me."

"Good job Mr. orton you recognized yourself."

"it's Randy."

"If that is what you want Randall."

"Whats your name then?"

"Ah so many things I've been called all these years, how about we just decide on Matt for now."

"Uh okay Matt, why am i on that hospital bed? Why am i unconscious in fact why the hell is Kelly even here?"

"Well first, you had a heart attack after seeing Evan so right now you're on the thin line between life and death. Second, no matter how much fun it would be for you to know Kelly's here for you, she's not. The message you left her almost gave her a heart attack because you made it sound like Tiffany got stabbed."

"Wait, is Evan still alive?"

"Sadly I cannot tell you."

"Why he's my brother i have a right to know."

"Yes, but code of privacy, us guides can't just give out information like that. Plus I don't even know if the young man is alive or not."

"Oh come on not this bullcrap."

"Sorry Randall. Let's keep moving though, there are things I want you to see. Come along now." Matt in large steps walked through the halls of the hospital with Randy following behind him. Randy was still a little freaked out when people and things went through him but shortly he got accustomed to his ghostlike form. They reached Evan room, the dark, creepy, lifeless room. When he peered in he saw Kaitlyn talking to Evan while Tiffany and Kelly walked right through him. He saw Tiffany crying and he immediately got confused.

"Wait, I thought Tiffany hated us, why is she crying?"

"Tiffany Blank is a horrible liar if I must say so myself. She's good at being angry, but lying, her face is as readable as a children's book."

"Uh okay then...Wait whats Kaitlyn still doing in there?"

"Bad parenting I must say so myself to leave your sister in a room alone with a dead man. But as always, Kaitlyn the loner wanted to be alone in the room and have a little conversation with her big brother Evan."

"She remembers us?"

"Coming from the one who forgot she existed."

"Hey I'm sorry but concussions do a number on people."

"Mhm, would you like to eavesdrop?"

Randy couldn't resist. They walked into the room and stoof beside Kaitlyn to listen to what she had to say. She stood there emotionless for a second until she finally inhaled and started her speech. (refer to the last chapter for the damn speech) Randy noticed her face change throughout different parts of her speech. At some parts she would be emotionless, she smiled during the retelling of the past when Randy and Evan always invaded Tiffany and Kelly's house. But he noticed at the last two lines how her face got all serious. Her eyes deadset on Evan's when she sternly said:

"Wake up."

Randy was taken aback by this stern and cold side of kaitlyn. Even her sisters weren't this serious ever. Not even when they were yelling at the brothers.

"Ah, she's got her father's attitude."

"You knew her parents?"

"Obviously, I know everything about anyone in this city. They don't call me a ghost guide for nothing."

"You're basically saying you're lie the grim reaper."

"Oh no such thing, I'm much more kind. I should know he's my second cousin removed."

"What?"

"Moving on." Matt quickly jumped onto a new topic seeing how Randy was getting freaked out. Since when did he have relatives? Randy thought to himself.

"Wait, I want to see what happens."

"This isn't a movie Randall, we have other things to see let's go." Matt took Randy by the arm and threw him towards the wall. He braced for impact but instead he went through the wall and fell on the ground on the opposite side.

"Man I'm never gonna get used to this walking through things shit." Randy groaned in pain as Matt stepped through the wall with ease.

"Takes a few years. Now let's keep moving." He took Randy's arm and helped him up. They moved down the hallway at a quick pace before they stopped in front of a bench. Matt sat down and patted the seat next to him.

"It's got your name on it."

"you threw me out of a room so we could have a seat?"

"Yup."

"You're so logical."

Randy sat next to Matt in the waiting room. Randy saw the doors fly open with a women on a strechter with what appeared to be a broken neck. A few minutes later a man with a gun shot wound to the chest went by. The doors flew open every few minutes or so and this pattern went on for a while until Randy finally broke the silence, not in the room but between them.

"Okay I give up."

"Give up on what?"

"Give up on trying to figure out what we are supposed to be doing right now. What is the point of all this?"

Randy was an impatient man so he didn't like waiting. Matt sighed and sounded like he was prepared for a long conversation.

"Have you ever been injured before?"

"Of course, thats what wrestling does to ya."

"Ever been badly injured?"

"Well if you count my shoulders, back and head, sure."

"Ever thought you would suffer some serious after effects from them?"

"Yeah. After my motorcycle crash a while back my shoulders still kill."

"Did you ever think you would die in any of the encounters you have?"

"Well, no not really, since WWE is kinda scripted (big shocker there )so you don't always think you're gonna get hurt. But in the end it happens sometimes. Especially if you're in a match as scary as the ladder match or elimination chamber."

"If you ever thought you would die, why do you continue this?"

"Because I love the job."

"Do you keep hurting tiffany and kelly because you like to?" Randy froze. His smile disappeared and he immediately got confused.

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm saying that all these years, every year you would never come back, do you know how painful that is to your family and friends? Every year you are stabbing a knife into their back creating a fresh new wound."

"Okay can we not talk about stabbing people in the back not right now at least."

"What i'm trying to say is, I might be a grim reaperlike role in this place Randy, but I look after everyone here and even at past residents sometimes if they are successful or not. You are one of the ones who succeeded in being famous and wealthy and all that shit. But, you lost yourself in that fame and fortune. And as a result, Kelly and Tiffany also disappeared in the smoke your car left behind for them to choke on. Choking on the lack of guilt and sadness when you left."

Randy immediately felt horrible about himself. He didn't know all this was going on all these years. Back then he was a naive child who was only focused on his dream. He was too blindsided to see what he was doing.

"Why are you telling me all this? Why are you telling me the obvious crap? Why are you making me feel like I don't deserve to live?"

"Because thats the thing, you do."

Randy was surprised at his words, "What? Weren't you just making me feel like crap? Now you're saying I deserve to live. God you peo- er grim reapers."

Matt likely chuckled, "Hahaha I get that from people sometimes, sadly not a lot because a lot of people I meet don't make it. But you Randall, I truly think you are regretful of your sins that you have done to them."

"So what does that mean?"

"Randy you care a lot about your brother, your mom your dad, your friends, your fellow wrestlers and most importantly your daughter."

Randy popped back into reality. He forgot all about Alanna and his divorce for a while. Now that he remembered, guilt and grief sank back into him.

"Did you have to mention my baby girl? its bad enough that I don't have custody."

Matt gave a comforting smile, "Don't worry Randall, in due time."

"how can you be so sure?"

"Trust me i know a guy." He winked at Randy. "But back to what i was saying before, I am given a limited amount of choices per year to choose some unique people and give them a gift. Its been a few years since I last did this, but I think you deserve it."

"Why, I'm the cold-hearted Viper, I punt people and RKO them and give them concusssions and ruin careers. What makes me better than everyone, because I'm famous?"

"Hahaha no, I don't give a shit i don't watch wrestling anyways."

"you should. Just saying."

"let me go get my invisible house and tv then." Matt lightly joked. "Hahaha but no, for once not because you're famous, but because you are you. You're a kind-hearted person who is in need for a little pick me up in life right now. Its also not your time yet. I was expecting to see you in 50 years not now."

"You know when I'm gonna die?"

"Anywho," Matt quickly averted Randy's question, "It is time for you to return to the surface Randall, do make good decisions in life."

"Where are you going?"

"To tend to others and pass judgement. We will meet another day Orton, in a more peaceful time, until then so long, oh and your gift will arrive in a few short minutes."

"Wait what?" Immediately Randy suddenly fell into a hole that formed underneath him.

"Holy shit!" Randy screamed as he fell. Matt started to laugh, "Hahaha gets them all the time. Ah, time to make a quick call." He took out his cell phone and dialed some random numbers.

"Hey, big guy, I finally found one worthy and no it's not because he can hook me up with money, I can't use it anyways. Yeah well whatever we aren't all gold diggers. Anyways! Can you help me with something?" A sly smile appeared on his face, "It involves a little soul searching if you know what I mean."

Randy fell through the dark hole and suddenly his body in the hospital bed came into view. Instead of going through the bed, he fell into his body and he regained control of it. Suddenly his eyes flickered open. His mother and father were astounded.

"Nurse, Doctor, my sons awake!" His father went screaming out the door. His mother was crying.

"Is..Evan okay?" His mouth was dry and he was weak barely muttering a few sentences.

"He...he's gone now Randy." Randy's heart felt like it was going to drop to the end of an eternity. He couldn't believe it not even now. his father came back, with a nurse and a doctor.

"Its a miracle," he barely whispered out. "Two miracles in one night."

"Wake up." Kaitlyn said sternly to Evan. Evan was technically dead now but a light appeared to him in a dream,

"Hey, Evan boy time to wake up." His eyes fluttered open in his dreams and he saw Matt.

"who the hell are you and why do we look exactly alike?"

"For dramatic effect but anyways, its not your time to go Bourne, go on wake up."

Suddenly, Evan's eyes actually did open up. He saw Kaitlyn and was about to call out to her until he started to cough. Kaitlyn jumped and look to see what happened. Instead she saw a living breathing Evan Bourne.

"Oh my god! Evan you're alive. Doctor this midgets alive!" She ran down the hallway jumping in the air and screaming.

So hungry and i still decided to write you guys a chapter. Your welcome. Faves, reviews, and alerts all that stuff. Seriously, I'm, lonely.