Switched

Chapter 13

Author's Note: Sorry for the long update delay! I want to thank everyone again who has continued to read and review this story.

I have only got 3 more chapters to go! Then this story is finished.

Once again I own nada and I am only writing this for fun! No money making intended.

Revelations and Celebrations - well almost…

Two hours had passed since Ariel and Trish discovered Randy was having his period. Ariel had managed to get the sanitary towels and Trish managed to teach Randy (without losing her temper or patience) how and when to change the towels.

It was just after 10.30 and Trish and Randy were sitting beside each other on the bed in Randy's hotel room.

"Are you feeling better?" Trish asked Randy sympathetically.

Randy just nodded; he was now sitting on the bed beside Trish. He had went for a shower and changed into some clean clothes – a black v-neck t-shirt and a pair of dark blue denim shorts.

"I just don't get how something can bleed for 5 days and it can't die." Randy replied confused causing Trish to giggle.

"Hey, The Legend Killer does not giggle, I've told you that! he's a man!" Randy pointed out in a mock serious tone but he couldn't look at Trish because he would probably end up giggling at her.

"Sorry…I'll try and remember that." Trish replied calming down but still smiling.

There was silence for a moment, and then they both turned to each other.

"About Saturday night…" They both began but Randy just grinned.

"Ladies first." He said waving a hand to indicate that she could pour out her feelings first.

"Doesn't that mean you talk first?" Trish asked raising a brow.

"I meant hypothetically…I may be in your body but technically I'm still a guy." Randy pointed out.

Trish turned red in the face and tried to suppress her laughter.

"What?" Randy said frowning then he tried not grin at Trish who was now in hysterics. "What are you peeing your boxers at?" Randy asked and Trish just howled with laughter at him.

"I-if you t-think…think about it…" Trish said breathlessly between her laughter. "you're a….a…she-male!" Trish laughed and Randy just shook his head at her.

"Ha…Ha! So funny! Now can we please get back to Saturday night?" Randy asked in a quieter tone causing Trish to shut up and calm down.

Taking a deep breath to compose herself she turned to Randy.

"Okay…no more jokes, even though that was pretty funny…" Trish began but stopped where she was going as Randy shot her a look which made her realise that this was serious and they needed to discuss if they were willing to pursue a relationship.

"Okay! I'd be lying if I said I haven't stopped thinking about last night. I mean we kissed Randy! I stuck my…well your tongue in your, I mean my mouth!" Trish said shocked.

"Um Trish, I do know what a kiss is." Randy informed her causing her to look at him in disbelief as had just told her off acting smart.

"Carry on…" Randy said nervously.

"I was so upset and worried after the incident and then we talked and then you were near me and then I shut you up by kissing you! I don't regret doing it and now I'm confused!" Trish babbled.

"You're confused?" Randy asked incredulously and she looked at him. Maybe I shouldn't have used that word. She thought to herself biting her lip.

"Trish, I don't know how we're going to move on from this! I mean, I used to despise you, like actually dislike you." Randy admitted and she looked at him, her eyes widened slightly but she knew the feeling was mutual, after all she wasn't exactly his number 1 fan one month ago either.

"I used to think you were this first class bitch who always assumed she was better than everyone else. That all she cared about was herself and how she could be the number one Diva in the WWE." Randy added grimly.

Trish couldn't help but feel a tiny bit hurt. He made her out to be some sort of superficial bitch. Randy noticed how down fallen she looked and how she was now looking at the floor.

"However, I realised I was wrong…" He began and lifted Trish's chin up with a pink finger nailed hand.

"These last 4 weeks have been tough, we've been through a lot…waking up one morning to discover you're not all there, discovering that a witch has put a spell on you and trying to learn each other's moves – that RKO you pulled was amazing! Getting your lady-parts waxed (he shivered at the memory causing her to laugh softly). Then to top it all off you and I kissed and that's when I knew that you weren't the bitch I thought you were. You are a fantastic wrestler and why you aren't the champ, I don't know. You are funny and thoughtful and I'm glad I got to spend time with you, even if I am in your body because I don't think I would have been able to get this far if I wasn't with you." Randy confessed.

Trish was quiet for a moment, absorbing all his information. He actually liked her and she wanted to kick herself for ever thinking wrong of him.

"Randy, I used to believe you were this self centred, egotistical bastard but this experience has made me realise that you are the complete opposite. You are this amazing wrestler who deserves to be the Champion and I can't believe I used to dislike you. What you did at the club last night was the noblest thing anyone has ever done for me. If that was me (she closed her eyes as Randy had lowered his hand and she was aware they were close once more).

I could have been attacked…" She began anxiously.

"That would never have happened…trust me…you were at a club and I would have been there and kicked his ass again and again." He told her softly meaning what he said.

Her eyes searched his face and this time Randy was the one who started this kiss. Trish felt his slender arms wrap around her once more and she felt Randy fall onto the bed. Letting out a small moan of happiness she managed to flip over so she wasn't crushing Randy – she was much bigger and didn't want to break her ribs – their kiss became much more passionate and Trish began tugging at Randy's t-shirt but she froze and then the two broke apart and practically jumped off each other.

"OH MY GOD!" Trish cried running her hands through her short hair as she stared at Randy who sat stunned at the top of the bed. He looked at Trish then shivered slightly.

"We almost…we could have…had sex." He began then looked around before whispering the last part.

"That was…that was…" Trish began but the words failed her. It was in her opinion, fucking fantastic, the warmth of their bodies, the feeling of their lips in contact with each other…

"Look as much as I enjoyed that we have to control ourselves!" Randy pointed out.

"Are you saying you don't want me?" Trish asked folding her arms and casting Randy a death glare.

"N-No!" He stammered as he watched her slowly make her way to the bed.

"Then what is it Randall?" She asked coolly.

"I-its just…I don't think we should have sex when we are like this." He replied pointing to her and then himself.

Trish stared at him then a small smile of relief came across her features.

"For a minute there, I thought you didn't want me anymore."

"Trish why wouldn't I want you? You're hot." Randy stated in a matter of fact tone causing them both to blush.

Trish smiled and sat beside Randy who put his arm across her shoulder and she snuggled closer to him, resting her large head on his shoulder.

"Maybe we should have switched positions." Randy teased as they looked ridiculous – his large body nearly falling out the bed because he was resting his head on her shoulder.

"Nah, I'm too comfy…as much as it kills me to say this, I agree with the whole 'no sex until we've changed back' thing." Trish replied and Randy looked down at her with a suggestive smirk.

"So we could have…you know (he raised his brows suggestively) after SummerSlam?" Randy asked and she rolled her eyes at him.

"You are such a guy! You think with your dick even though you don't have it!" She told him gently hitting his arm.

They both laughed and then Trish sighed.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Randy asked and she just looked at him.

"It's just as much as this has been annoying but fun… I am actually going to miss being you."

"Seriously?" Randy asked and she nodded.

"Yep, it has been nice to get away from all that girly stuff." Trish told him.

"You mean Maria's constant gossiping." Randy pointed out and she blushed.

"Yeah…but I must admit, I can't wait to walk in heels again." A dreamy looked formed on her face as she pictured her 6 inch black Jimmy Choo heels she loved to wear.

Randy leaned down and kissed her forehead, causing her to smile and snuggle closer to him.

"And I can't wait to eat proper food again! Burgers, fries, pizza!" Randy replied his mouth almost watering at the fact that he wouldn't need to eat salad again.

Trish just shook her head at him and laughed. He just looked at her and couldn't believe how lucky he was…most guys would kill to be in the position he was in.

"What time is it?" Trish asked yawning slightly; she hadn't gotten much sleep last night.

"Nearly eleven." Randy said glancing at the clock. "Why?" He asked but smiled when she saw she was asleep.

Awww she looks so peaceful… He stopped when he heard her snore. I hope to God that's her and not me! He thought as he set the alarm for 2.30pm.

Yawning he settled down and decided to rest his eyes for a while as it had been an eventful morning. After all, it wasn't everyday that a witch came bursting into your room and the woman you just happened to switch bodies with admitted that she liked you.

One thing was for sure, both Trish and Randy couldn't wait for RAW tonight and they couldn't wait for SummerSlam.

Little did they know that it wasn't going to be an easy ride and certain someone was going to make sure they were ready for Sunday…one way or another, they were going to learn the true meaning of the word pain…

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