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Chapter 3 – Changes Can Be Good…or Bad?

The thousands of fans flocked in the seats of the arena, waiting in anticipation for a certain someone to appear on the stage. They never thought for a minute that they would hear it that particular rock song again until at that very night. It has been rumored that he would make his in ring return and most people won't believe it until they would witness it for themselves. The rock song went halfway through the chorus and then all of a sudden the crowd stood, cheering raucously as ever for Randy Orton as he appeared on stage. He paused for a moment and held his arms out to make his pose as the powerful golden pyro came into display behind him in a form of a waterfall.

"Well, now we know that it's not a rumor at all," said Jim Ross. "The Legend Killer is back!"

"Yes indeed!" his broadcasting partner added. "There's nothing better than to have one of the top superstars to make his return."

"You said it, King. It's good to have a great talent back into the business."

Randy walked down the slanted steel ramp and then got into the ring when the lights dimmed a bit as they would usually be as part of his ring entrance. He stood on second the turnbuckle and made his presence known to the world as he made his pose again. He closed his eyes as he took in the ovation he received from the sold out crowd. It was an amazing feeling and he was more than happy to be inside the ring again. He was finally home.

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A new rock songblared from the speakers, signaling a commercial break as the Randy got to the backstage as the victor of the match. He smiled to himself that his in ring return was a successfully one when his signature move gave him the victory. He was happy that he won but now that the match was out of the way, he had other things to take care of. He made a brief glance at his opponent who came up behind him, rubbing the back of his neck. Randy couldn't help but to smirk.

"I bet you didn't expect that, did you?"

"What? That I was living in déjà vu all over again?"

Randy grinned. That experience of getting an RKO while flying from the ring post was definitely no fun at all and Carlito knew that from two years ago when it actually happened to him when he faced Randy during the pay per view event.

"Well you have to be quick to execute the diving crossbody."

"True," Carlito grinned. "I guess I haven't learnt from my past mistake. Either that's the problem or you're just too quick for me."

Randy laughed. "I think I'll go with the second option."

The Caribbean superstar gave the self proclaimed legend killer a playful punch on the shoulder. He laughed.

"Cocky as always, aren't you? Well don't worry, I'll get to you next time, you'll see."

"You better do that 'cause when the next time comes around, I'll do even better and that's a promise."

Carlito smirked. "Now that's cool!"

They laughed. Carlito smiled and gave Randy a pat on the back. "Welcome back Randy."

"Thanks," Randy said with a smile. "I'll see you later and uh, make sure you get a big bag of ice."

Carlito chuckled while rubbing his sore neck. "Yeah I'll go do that now. Later."

Soon Randy was moving further away from the curtain area and then he found himself in a long corridor. He paused when he reached the spot where he last saw her. She had slipped away from his sight before he could talk to her. So he would be on a mission to find her as he continued on his way. That mission was to find Mickie and to talk things through with her.

The locker room doors would appear bigger as he past them. Soon the walls beside him turned bare as he went further until he stopped in the middle of the pathway when he came upon two corridors. One would lead him straight head and the other would take him to the next direction. Before Randy could move on ahead to the path he chose to go, a voice stopped him in his tracks.

"Well look who we've got here."

Randy turned around to see someone he knew very well but hadn't seen in years. The man was smiling at him and Randy had returned that smile but there was no doubt that he was surprised to see him in the arena.

"Dave?"

"Got that right buddy," he said as he held out his arms to Randy and the two men shared a hug. They were close friends and they hadn't seen each other in a long time since they were working in separate brands.

"So wait, are you part of this roster now?"

"Yep," said Batista with a grin. Dave was his real name but most people would call him Batista from his last name, which he didn't mind at all.

"I've been here for about eight months," he continued.

"Wow, so you've been here for a long while then?"

"I know it's amazing how time flies."

Randy laughed. "Yeah so how's it like for you to work here?"

"It's been great. I miss Smackdown but it's good to be back on Raw all the same."

Randy smiled. Batista was working in the Raw brand before he got drafted to Smackdown. He had done very well here, including the fact that he got the championship opportunity and his dream would be turned into reality. Being a three time world champion is an accomplishment and Batista hadn't forgotten about the brand and the people there who helped him reach for the top.

"Well, what can I say? Welcome back? I'm a bit late for that, aren't I?"

Batista grinned and shrugged. "I think so. But now I should be telling you welcome back. So welcome back! By the way, you were awesome back out there."

Randy got a pat on the shoulder and then he smirked. "Thanks. But you better watch out though or you might be next."

Batista grinned. "Well I guess we have to find that out when we meet in the ring now, won't we?"

The self proclaimed legend killer smirk grew wider to match Batista's and then the two Raw superstars would break down into laughter soon after. The laughter died down a bit and then Randy remembered why he was standing in the middle of the corridor.

"I hate to ruin the fun but I have to go and meet someone."

"Oh that's okay," said Batista. "Before you go, you want to go out after the show?"

"Yeah sure, just the two of us?"

"Actually, we're going to have some company." He had a big grin on his face and then said, "Female company if you know what I mean."

"Uh huh," said Randy with an eyebrow. "Is there something that I should know?"

"There is. I'm now seeing a very special someone."

"Really?" said Randy, while giving him a smirk in a teasingly manner. "I'm happy for you."

"Thanks," Batista beamed. "She'll be joining us tonight as well and of course her girlfriends. So you wanna be hooked up? I can ask her if she can work something out for you."

Randy chortled. "Well actually…"

He paused. That idea would have sound good for him but now he had second thoughts. Either because he didn't want to see anyone or the fact that his past was still hanging over his head. He knew that he had to move on but he couldn't help but to think about the pain he had caused to Mickie. She didn't deserve this.

He wanted to make amends with her. He would do whatever it takes to gain her forgiveness. Even if she wanted to cut him out of her life, it would be better to try than to fail to try…

"Randy?"

He startled a bit and he was back in the corridor, looking back at Batista, who was now concerned.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine," Randy lied. "Listen, I have to go now. I'll see you later, alright?"

"But wait, what about the club?"

"Oh right. Yeah I'm in."

"Cool. See you after the show then."

Randy nodded and smiled before he turned to the direction of the corridor that he was intending to go through. So Batista was back on Raw? Randy was pleased by this now that they could go on the road together just like old times. He was also happy that Batista had someone in his life. Randy could imagine a good life that he must be living. He certainly wished that he was in Batista's position. Despite the fact that he was having the best night ever thus far, he needed to know where he and Mickie would stand in terms of their relationship.

This was why he had to find her. He needed to get those answers.

I need to find her now. I have to find her.

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He knocked upon the door of the women's locker room. Randy waited patiently until the door opened and a woman greeted him with a smile.

"Hey there."

"Hey Candice. I'm looking for Mickie, is she in there?"

"No, she's not. She was here a while ago though."

"You have any idea where she might be?"

"Well she went to the catering room so I guess she's still there."

"Okay then, thanks."

"No problem," said Candice with a smile before closing the door and Randy continued on walking. He went to the catering room but there was no sign of here there either. No certain diva with brunette hair. He sighed.

Where could she be?

Randy felt like he has searched the whole arena. No Mickie in sight. There was no possibility that she might have left the arena since she had a match coming up. He stopped by the stack of crates and sat on one and breathed out a deep sigh. The search was starting to get hopeless. He felt like giving up but he didn't want to. He just had to talk to her. But how could he if he couldn't find her?

"Oh well," said Randy. "I might as well give up. At least I tried."

But that didn't seem to do any better and the outcome of his was simply staring mindlessly into space while letting out a sigh again. He had sworn to himself that he heard a sound but then decided to go against the thought. But he heard again as Randy sat up properly and listening carefully to which may had been sounded like giggling.

He got up from the crate and slowly crept while trying to listen hard as to follow that sound. He had gotten closer to its source and then soon after he heard a low deep voice as well. Perhaps there were people having a conversation?

The giggling went on uncontrollably and then Randy quickly realized that it was coming from a dark corridor. He walked over to the shadowy area to investigate only to find a brunette woman with her arms around his neck and his muscular arms would be snaked around her small waist. The lips would be parted from each other's a second later when they heard someone who had came upon their secret hideout. The man chuckled a bit. The woman on the other hand, looked like she had just faced her worst nightmare.

"Oh hey, I guess you caught us in the act, huh?"

Randy blinked. He couldn't believe it. The eyes didn't deceive him. What he saw was truly louder than words.

"Randy, I would like you to meet the woman of my life."

Randy said nothing. He looked at the woman who was just as surprised as he was when he saw her. He wondered why he was feeling so downright miserable.

That reason could be the fact that he had found out who was that very special someone that Batista was referring to.

Mickie James.