Hello again. Here's the next chapter even though I should probably sleeping I'm here and typing. Enjoy.

"Hello Randal."

"Nice to see you again Samantha." A brief moment of silence and tension filled the room quickly as the two exes just stared at each other. Smiles plastered across their faces. Their faces gave away no sign of the resentment or hate they had for each other. Sound finally filled the room again as Samantha went to grab the seat that Punk was previously sitting in and dragged it towards Randy's bedside. The legs of the chair screeched against the floor making both of them cringe. She sat down quietly taking a deep breath before she opened her eyes and faced him.

"How are you doing?" He adjusted his position on the bed slightly before responding.

"I'm doing fine I guess. Kinda surprises me that you would ask though, never though that you'd care about how I was fairing." She grimaced. It hurt her to think that the one time married couple had turned into this. That their relationship had gone sour to the point where they couldn't stand each other, to the point where they didn't even know the other person anymore. It's as if they both changed into unrecognizable people, just hollow shells of what they used to be.

"That's cold Randal. I do care about you, I mean, I have for a few years now haven't I?" He fidgeted in the bed, still not looking towards her.

"Look Sam, I know you did not fly all the way here from California just because you were concerned for my well-being. What is it that you want huh? Spit it out already." A small smirk had crept its way onto Sam's face.

"You were always a smart little cookie Randy. Guess all the blows to the head didn't kill too many brain cells." She sat her purse down on the table next to her. She dug through the big bag to pull out a big manila folder and took out a piece of paper from it and placed it on Randy's bed.

"Here's the divorce papers, sign em and your free to go."

"What about custody of Alanna?" He turned to look at her and her smirk only got wider.

"Oh Randy, Randy, Randy, you never change do you? Did you not read the wonderful piece for paper that was mailed to you? I have full custody of Alanna so naturally she's going with me back to California."

"She's my daughter too Sam. I should be able to see her as much as your disgusting excuse for a man and a lover." She glared at him.

"Watch your mouth Randal. We don't want the court to get a bad impression of you now do we? It's over now Randy. The court has decided that me and my wonderful fiance are to be Alanna's guardians. I will not allow you to see nor poison my sweet little girl." Randy tried to sit up but was too weak to. His anger was rising forming into rage.

"Look Samantha, I don't care what it takes. You can take as much as my money as you please, but I will fight this. I will repeal this case to the court and get another trial. The judge will have to see that I'm a better choice as Alanna's guardian than you are. No matter what it takes I will see my daughter." Samantha laughed and leaned back in the chair.

"Try as hard as you'd like, but you're not going to get anywhere. Look at you Randy, you've greatly diminished from the man I've fell in love with so long ago in high school. You're more cowardly now, desperate even. Just like that whore you used to be best friend's with, ah what was her name, Kelly was it?" Randy's eyes widened.

"Don't you talk about her like that. Kelly isn't a whore, if anything you are. Not only did you cheat on me with a random guy at the bar, but you also cheated on me with the guy who used to live next door. Now some guy who you've been said to have fucked when I was on tour in Europe is going to father my daughter with you. Bullshit I won't allow it."

"Whatever you say Randal." An amused expression covered her whole face. "My lawyers will be in touch about when that lovely sum of money will be on my doorstep. Pleasure seeing you again dear, but I must go. My daughter is waiting for me at the day care. Bye love." She mockingly waved good bye to him as he was let seething in rage on the bed. As soon as she stepped out the door he immediately forgot his anger and frustrations though as a loud slap echoed down the hallway and into his room. He looked towards the door.

Samantha clutched her now red as an apple cheek with a very visible hand print now imprinted on it. She looked up to see not so kinda eyes on the blonde. Tiffany stood next to her sister shocked at what she had just done, but approving the action to say the least. Everyone had their mouths wide open with widened eyes while Punk and Zack fist bumped in the background. Samantha's glare became more intense as the blonde began to speak.

"You dirty filthy bitch." She went to slap her again except Evan grabbed her hand and dragged her away. Sam was about to pounce on her, but Sheamus stepped in and caught her trying to separate the two fierce women.

"Oh I'm the dirty bitch? Who was the one in high school who shunned everyone away and acted coldly huh? No wonder you had no friends, you were a whore after all!"

"You're not one to talk." Kelly was fighting ferociously against Evan's grip but to no avail. "Just getting payback for what you did to me in high school, remember? You tripped me in the hallway and claimed that I stole your boyfriend and started to beat on me with your prissy little barbie posse. Well karma is a big bitch Samantha." She started pounding on Evan's back. "Evan let me go! I need to kick her ass!"

Sheamus on the other hand was trying so hard not to just let go of his grip on Sam and let her fall to the ground. He was usually a nice guy, but Sam had a way of bringing out the worst in him.

"Well then you shouldn't have been sleeping around with other people's boyfriends you tramp. I know you and Randy had a fling going on behind my back. You were always jealous of me you blonde bimbo." Evan and Tiffany rolled their eyes. Kelly had better things to do in high school like clubs and studying so she had no time to have any sort of relationship. And out of all the possibillities there was no way Randy and her had anything going on.

"Please, me and Randy never had anything going on. At least I didn't sleep around with people while he was on tour instead of looking out for your daughter. What kind of mother and wife are you? Randy must've lost a lot of brain cells to have made the decision to marry a slut like you. He deserves and can do sooo much better."

Kelly finally slipped out of Evan's grasp while he was laughing at her comments and she ran towards Sam. Sheamus dropped Sam quickly to the ground and ran to the chairs to avoid the oncoming chaos brewing. He hid behind Layla who rolled her eyes as Kelly connected a punch against Sam's face. Sam then managed to get up quick enough to evade her next punch instead spearing her to the ground. Then they started laying forearm smashes, punches, elbows and slaps to each other with full force. The guys winced at each connecting hit as Layla and Tiffany went and tried to pry them off of each other. Once Tiffany pulled Kelly into a seat and forced her to stay put Sam got up and pushed Layla away despite her attempts to help her.

"This isn't over Blank! You haven't seen the last from me!" She dusted off her skirt and angrily stomped down the hallway and out of sight. Tiffany led Kelly towards the bathroom while Evan went to check up on Randy.

"How you doing bro?" Evan bent down and gave Randy a gentle hug before sitting in the seat that Sam was previously in.

"I'm alive, but thanks for asking. What happened out there?" Randy questioned as he leaned down slightly into his pillow. Evan sighed.

"Well you remember how they were in high school. Always hating and ignoring each other, despising the others existence, and apparently Kelly disapproves of you ever being with Sam. Sam still thinks you two were hooking up behind her back, you know same old, same old. Guess high school doesn't change." It was Randy's turn to sigh.

"Goddammit, I already told Sam several times that I hadn't spoken to Kelly in over ten years, how could she still not believe me? I guess I should've listened to Kelly back then." He pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Regretting it won't do you any good, nor will it change the fact that Kelly just beat the living crap out of Sam outside." Randy's head turned to face Evan's.

"So that was what that ruckus was about?"

"Don't play dumb Randy, your door was open I saw you looking at them when Kelly smacked her as if the world just ended." Evan looked at him not convinced.

"I knew they were probably going to kill each other over how they treated one another in high school, I wasn't worried because I thought they wouldn't meet ever again, but turns out I was dead wrong." Evan leaned back into the chair taking a deep breath.

"Well now its all over, Sam has a black eye and hand print on her face while Kelly has a few scratches here and there, but no life threatening injuries. On the bright side you can tell that Kelly cares about your life and thinks highly of you if she thinks that you deserve and could do a lot better than Sam. I guess mission accomplish for the both of us right?" Evan gave Randy a smile and patted him on the shoulder.

"Not quite yet. We still haven't gotten you and Tiff together." Randy smirked while Evan frowned.

"Randy, don't. I'm serious, Tiffany has a boyfriend." Randy's head snapped towards Evan's once again.

"Say what now? Who? Do we know this man, or is it a girl?"

"Calm down Randy, nothing wrong with them but Tiffany isn't the type of person to have those preferences. She's dating Drew." Randy was fighting off a frown.

"As in Drew McIntyre? The one you are scheduled to face when you go back only to get squashed and is a complete asshole Drew McIntyre?"

"Randal be nice, and yes its that Drew. I heard him talking backstage so I think he's thinking about proposing in a week." The room fell silent. Randy stared at the ceiling for a few moments before sitting up and looking Evan right in the eye.

"Did she say she was happy?"

"What?"

"Did. She say, she was happy in the relationship?" Evan blinked a couple of times trying to recall what she said. He looked like he was daydreaming, but came back down to Earth a few seconds later.

"Well, she said they had their ups and downs, but what couple doesn't."

"Evan-"

"She said that she liked spending time with him, but she felt controlled at times, Drew is a bit obsessive and possessive."

"Evan-"

"She did says he felt a bit suffocated in the relationship and that she was getting tired of his childish behavior,"

"EVAN!" Evan looked at Randy a bit caught off guard. Randy breathed a sigh of relief and continued.

"Good you finally shut up, anyways, you didn't answer my question. She might've said all those things, but she never said she was happy, right?"

"...Right."

"Okay then it obviously means you can be her knight in shining armor. Save her from the horror of this relationship." Randy had his hands in the air towards the sky and shook them dramatically. Evan chuckled.

"Okay lover boy i get it I deal with this my own way. You however we need to find you a new girl. I thinking a certain someone you've been crushing hard on since forever will do the trick."

"When you can secure your own girl then you can give me advice. Until then buzz off."

"Oh come on Randal, don't you want some love from a person of the opposite sex?"

"I don't need your help."

"No need to be stubborn Randy Keith."

"I thought we were over this, no more calling me that."

"Don't be shy now." The brothers bickered on jokingly until the others decided to barge in and talk about what they were going to do after Randy was discharged. The room was filled with laughter and jokes while a pair of sisters weren't exactly facing a great situation.

"Are you okay Punk?" Punk turned his attention away from the water as a certain brunette caught his eye.

"I'm fine AJ, no need to go out of your way to worry about little ole' me." He took a sip of his coffee as she joined him on the bench.

"You're my friend Punk of course I'm going to make sure you're okay, you're important to me." He chuckled a little bit as she took out a comic book and offered it to him.

"Trying to chair me up with some Batman?" He took the comic away from her as she smiled.

"Well, you do like comic books and I happened to be carrying around this one in my bag. You kinda are like Batman in a way." She zipped up her bag as he looked at her confused.

"How so?" She fidgeted a little in her seat, and started to play with her hair that didn't go unnoticed to him.

"Well, in real life you're a really nice guy. But now you're forced to wear a mask, and act as a bad guy when you're just trying to help everyone by keeping them entertained. People look up to you and your on screen character struggles just like he does." She pointed to the comic book. "And you're a hero to a lot of people."

He smiled at her before looking towards the water once again.

"I'm no hero, I just simply speak my mind no matter what everyone thinks about me. I'm not role model." She put a comforting hand on his shoulder.

"You protect your friends and make sure they're okay and frankly that's all you need to be a true hero. Plus, you speak for the millions of people who don;t get a voice, you tell the truth no matter what."

"Thanks, means a lot really I mean it. You're a nice girl April, any guy would be lucky to have you as his girlfriend." She blushed a bright red as she murmured a thanks. She shivered a little bit as he wrapped his jacket around her which resulted in the same reaction as before with just a redder blush.

"Come on, let's go back inside and check to see if the Viper's okay." She nodded and took his hand. As they began walking she nervously asked.

"Hey Punk?"

"Yeah?"

"Would you be willing to start a relationship with one of your friends who sees you as something more?" She said it quickly, but he still heard her. She was looking at the ground and walking so he didn't see him smiling or when he snuck and arm around her shoulder pulling her closer to him. She let out a little gasp.

"If that friend is you, then of course."

John raced down the hall way at top speed almost knocking over some people due to his towering size and body mass. But he didn't care, he was racing to see his best friend, again. He had been stuck in traffic for a half an hour and was hoping that he wasn't too late. He almost had a heart attack when Punk called him telling him that Randy collapsed a second time and there was no time to waste.

"Whoa there slow down Cena!" He almost tripped when he stopped so suddenly, but managed to regain his balance. Maria approached them with a scowl on her face.

"Mr. Cena I assume you know better than to run in a hospital."

"Hey Maria can we talk later I kinda need to see Randy."

"Yeah I know that's why I'm here to tell you that you're going to wrong way smartass." John looked at her confused. Maria just sighed and shook her head. "Follow me." He gave her a thankful smile and gladly obliged. "And don't worry, he's not in critical condition anymore, he's awake too."

He breathed out a heavy sigh of relief.

"Thank god, he's going to kill me with a heart attack one day I swear."

"Well we'll have to make sure that never happens now won't we." She said teasingly as she lead him down the hallway. He smiled and took her hand in his.

"Well if you're the one looking after me then I'm confident that I'll always be healthy and kicking." She giggled as he kissed her on the cheek secretly.

"Leave it to me Cena, and you'll be alive and healthy for a long long time."

"Oi, where'd Mikey and Philly go?" Sheamus asked Layla as they walked down the now quiet and deserted hallway.

"Well Mike ran off after he said he saw that blonde chick and Phil went off somewhere, but don't worry AJ's got it covered." He smirked.

"They are so dating, and speaking of dating, what's going on with you and ole' Dibiase? You guys doing alright?" She stopped walking and he turned around and looked at her worriedly. "Lay?"

"We..we broke up a few minutes ago." His eyes widened.

"What why you guys were perfect for each other? What happened? Oh god I need to stop hanging around you I'm starting to sound like a girl." He gave her a comforting smile as the tears fell from her eyes. A laugh escaped her as she playfully slapped him on the arm.

"Embrace your femininity Stephen, join the dark side." She smiled at him, but that didn't stop the tears. He pulled her into a comforting embrace as she sobbed. His heart hurt just from seeing her crying. "He cheated on me Steve, with his ex. Was I not good enough?"

He shook his head. "No Lay, his loss is your gain. You deserve a lot better than that ole' brute and frankly you can do a lot better now that you've kicked his douchey arse to the curb." She shook her head.

"I loved him Stephen, I really did, I trusted him too." She sobbed a bit harder as he began rubbing her back softly.

"Want me to go kick his arse for ya lass?" She shook her head, and a small smile formed on her face.

"I appreciate it Stephen, but its okay. I don't want you to jeopardize your career for me." She pulled away from him and he put an arm around her shoulder, handing her a tissue. "Thanks."

"No problem, I'm here for ya if you need me, I always am aren't I? I don't even need to say it."

"Again, thanks Stephen, you're a good guy, how are you not dating anyone? Any girl would be lucky to be with you."

"Like I said, I already got someone in mind, but I'm not sure if I should tell her. I'm too nervous." She quickly dried her tears.

"Oh come on big guy, you're not afraid to face Mark Henry, but you're afraid to confess."

"Hey, its nerve wracking you won't know. You're the one who gets asked."

"Yeah yeah, okay then let's practice, pretend I'm her okay?"

"Okay, but I don't have to pretend." He murmured the last part to himself.

"Say something?"

"Ah nothing."

"Okay then ready?" He gave her a small nod and took a breath in. "Whenever you're ready." He began to panic, but quickly relaxed himself.

"Okay, I know we've been on the road together for a long time now, and you probably don't see me as more of a friend, but I just want to tell you, I'm not trying to take advantage of your current feelings, but I love you. I've loved you since the first time we met, but you were with someone so I was afraid to ask. Please don't take this confession as taking advantage of your breakup, but I do genuinely care about ya lass. Really I do, and I was wondering if you could accept my feelings."

Layla's heart was beating faster. She knew this wasn't addressed to her, but the intensity in his eyes, the look of sincerity, the genuineness in his voice. She didn't know why she was suddenly feeling like she was a bit jealous of this girl, but hid it for her best friend's sake.

"See, it wasn't that hard."

"I guess it wasn't."

"Great, now go tell her."

"I just did."

"Kelly feeling better?" Kelly groaned as Tiffany removed the ice pack from her eye. It was beginning to swell less, but the pain still remained, unfortunately.

"A little bit." She sat up in the chair as Tiffany sighed.

"Look I know you hate each other, but I thought you had learned to control your anger. I mean, what you did back there was totally unlike you Kelly, what got into you?" Kelly stood up from the seat.

"I don't know, it's just, my pent up anger from my life, just built up and her appearance kinda was just the breaking point and I snapped. I would've been able to control it had she not insulted Randy and if Cody didn't piss me off."

"What did he do?" Kelly sighed.

"I think he's cheating on me." Tiffany gasped and stood up.

"What, why, how do you know?"

"I don't know, I just get the feeling that he is you know? He's been sneaking around lately and keeping secrets its just so frustrating." She began walking as Tiffany quickly followed.

"Well you don't know for sure, have you confronted him about it?"

"Yeah that's why he pissed me off. He denied it and instead accused me of sleeping around with Randy. Surprise surprise."

"Well maybe its because you guys were close with each other."

"We haven't spoken until now! and I was always around Cody not Randy. I don't get it, why does everyone think me and him and sleeping around?"

"Maybe its because you two have gotten close lately, I saw the way you looked at Sam when you heard her insult Randy when they were talking. You wanted to rip her eyes out." Kelly paused to remember what her sister just said. "And you were close in high school to the point where you knew everything about each other. It's only right for them to suspect you two."

"Yeah but-"

"Have you ever considered the fact that you might love him?" Kelly froze. She wasn't expecting this from her sister.

"Why ask that from out of nowhere?"

"I don't know you just seemed to doubt yourself. Think about it will you? You might be the person Randy's been crushing hard on since high school."

"Haha, no, that's Sam remember?"

"Evan told me, ever since they were in the WWE he still says that he has that crush on that one special someone. Maybe it's you."

"Bullshit, let's not talk about this anymore alright? What about you and Drew huh? Heard from Evan he might do something special." It was Tiffany's turn to freeze.

"Well uh, me and Drew are just fine."

"Tiffany I know he cheated on you. I know he has an obsessive problem, and I know the relationship isn't going well. Why don't you dump him and go for Evan instead." Tiffany choked on her water. Kelly purposely said that knowing about Evan's love for her.

"W-what?"

"You heard me."

"I'm sure I didn't, well not correctly at least."

"I said, dump the douche and go for the knight."

"Come on Kelly me and Evan are just friends." Kelly gave her a non-convinced look.

"Come on Tiffany, I know you've been crushing on him since high school admit it. Your heart wants this."

"What does my daughter's heart want?" Kelly stopped walking and her eyes widened. Tiffany looked confused and looked at a man walking towards them in a tux. She recognized him from the pictures Evan showed her.

"Aren't you Triple H, COO of the WWE? What are you doing here? It's an honor to meet you, Evan's said many wonderful things about you. Wait, daughter, huh?" Kelly didn't move. Hunter just smiled and shook Tiffany's hand.

"Why don't you ask your sister?" Tiffany turned to look at Kelly.

"What does he mean by daughter?" Kelly swallowed, but the big lump in her throat refused to agree with her. She took a deep breath before answering.

"He's..our father."

Whoo am I tired. My arms and fingers are about to fall off. I had to write the last part at blinding speed because its 2:30am and I'm about to get kicked off the computer. Hahaha my dedication, well i hope you enjoyed this as much as I enjoyed writing it. Big drama and I inserted romance which i've been lacking. Okay then you know the drill, review, fave follow all that good stuff. Thanks for all the support guys, means the world to me. PEACE OUT.