Title: All Bets Are On
Rating: M
Characters: Mainly Randy Orton and OC. Will include many others though.
Summary: Two people. Two bets. 34 000 dollars. You tell me what could go wrong.
Disclaimer: I own diddly squat except for the OC. Brecht is aaaaall mine.

All Bets Are On

Chapter Twelve

"You're being over dramatic!" Randy yelled as he and Brecht stormed through the hallway towards catering. She slammed the doors open, walking through and turning to glare at him.
"And you're being the world's biggest asshole!" She yelled back.
"For what? Caring?"
"I can take care of myself! I don't need you always trying to protect me. Fuck you!"

Everyone was staring wide eyed at the normally loving couple. "You know what, if you don't want me around anymore, how about we just call this whole fucking thing off?" Randy yelled.
"Oh yeah? You wanna end things?"
"Yeah! I do, I'm sick of you jumping down my throat when all I'm doing is being nice! It's over!"
"Good! Glad to be rid of you!" And with that she turned on her heel and stormed out of catering, door slamming behind her. It took everything she had to keep the angry face she had on instead of bursting out into laughter at everyone's shocked faces. Even the awesome foursome seemed surprised.

Brecht went into the locker room and took a moment to grin before getting changed into her gear and acting like she was still annoyed, stretching and warming up. Beth walked in a moment later, followed by Maria.
"Brecht! What the hell happened out there?" Beth asked, the two women wide eyed and concerned. Obviously they had decided to talk to her alone, rather than as a large group.
"I should have told you guys that we've been fighting recently…. I guess our personalities just… kinda… clash." She sighed as though the anger was being drained from her and shrugged a shoulder. "It's probably better that it ended… though maybe it would have been better if it wasn't so public. Too late to change that now."
"So… you're not gonna freak out?" Maria asked cautiously and Brecht smiled a little.
"Nah. I'm good. Just going to go and do my makeup." She grabbed her makeup case and headed into the bathroom, only now feeling sad as it had settled in that she and Randy were no longer together- even if it hadn't been real.

+B/R+

Randy was huffing a little, having explained to the guys that it was Brecht who had started the large, relationship ending argument they had witnessed.
"Look, she'd been getting annoyed with me recently over me doing nice things for her and that particular argument just… escalated and I figured it would be the right time to end the bet. She's probably glad it's over."
Batista fixed him with a hard stare, looming closer for a moment before giving a faint huff of his own. "I'll get you your goddamn money but if I hear of, or see her crying… I'll kill you."
Randy just resisted the urge to roll his eyes.

Finally he had all the cash in hand and he tucked it away carefully before getting changed, ready for the show tonight. He would meet up with Brecht afterwards as planned and give her what was her half of the money. He was a little proud that they'd pulled it off but also a little sad that it had ended.
He'd never considered himself a one woman kind of guy, nor the type of guy to settle down with anyone but he had enjoyed his time with just Brecht and… well he could see himself being with her. Forever. He found himself wanting to make it real but he couldn't see how they could do it, or even if Brecht would want to.

After a moment of musing he finished oiling up for the night and headed out for his match.

+B/R+

All the divas there for the night were in the locker room now and Brecht felt like something of a broken record.
"Look guys, I promise, I'm fine. Hell, it was even me who started the damn argument in the first place. Quit worrying… I think it was just time for it to end."
Everyone had been hugging her and sharing their sympathies which she did not want at all. The more they gave their sympathies, the more she wanted Randy but she also knew that she had to play this to a 'T' so that nobody decided to jump Randy.

"You're way too well adjusted, I completely fall apart even when it's time for a relationship to end." Maria said sadly and Brecht laughed softly.
"Yeah but that's you Maria… besides, it's kinda fun… gives us all an excuse to sit around and eat ice cream and watch movies for a day."
"You wanna do that now?" Maria asked, almost hopefully.
Brecht just smirked. "No Maria… lets go out tonight. Let's go clubbing."

Beth caught the tail end of this exchange and cheered. "Alright girls, clubbing tonight!" She promptly turned to Brecht. "Boys or no boys?"
"The more the merrier." Brecht said simply and was amazed by the way the other divas all pulled together to start planning.

While they were busy she slipped out to go and find the empty locker room that she and Randy had decided to meet in. They were both done for the night, Randy had finished with his match, winning of course and Brecht had only had a promo to tape. He was waiting for her, standing up and producing the money when he saw her.

She locked the door behind her and smirked, walking over to accept it while beaming at him. "I'd say that's a job well done, wouldn't you?"
Randy nodded a little bit, "I would. A little sad to think it's over though…"
Her heart skipped a beat when he said this and she thought she saw a hopeful look in his eye.

"Well… I mean… did the bet actually say anything about not getting back together again later?"
He stared at her open mouthed and she smirked slightly before turning and leaving him there to ponder her question, heart beating loudly in her chest. She knew he would hear all about the clubbing and would turn up. Now she could only hope that the answer to her question was a good one and that she hadn't guessed wrong about that hopeful look.

Author's Note: Yup. Another update from me today (even if it is a different story). That's how jazzed Smackdown has me! :) Alrighty, this isn't edited either so there is likely stuff wrong with it. Feel free to tell me if there is. What do you think happens next…? Sorry for the long wait between updates too!