Chapter 16
Rock a Bye Baby

Randy and Chris quickly made their wasy into the entrance of the hospital. They both approached the reception desk, completely out of breathe.

"Raleigh… Blackwell… please," Randy asked as fast and clear as he possibly could.

The nurse typed the name in and her eyes became solemn, she looked up and paused before speaking.

"I'm sorry, only family is allowed in the room right now." Randy and Chris exchanged worried glances, but before she could even finish her sentence both the men minds produced excuses of why they could get in.

"I'm her brother," Chris said rapidly.

"I'm her fiancé," Randy chimed in at almost the same time.

The nurse, knowing she was supposed to check ID's and such, could tell that they both cared a lot for this patient. She ignored her duties feeling horrible pity for them and told them the room number.

"Good luck…" She called down the hall after them.

Both men were mentally preparing themselves for the worst. What is she's in a coma? What is she can never walk away?

Randy couldn't get any of his thoughts straight, too many were flooding around his head like a hurricane was going on in there.

They both approached the room with caution, neither one really wanting to know what had awaited them behind the closed door. Randy took the plunge and slowly let the door creep open, revealing a bruised and cut up Raleigh staring out the window glumly. They both let out a sigh of relief that she was at least alive and didn't appear to have any visible broken bones.

"Raleigh!" They both cried out in unison.

She turned her gaze towards them, a half-hearted smile appearing and disappearing in a flash. She turned back without saying a word. Both men instantly knew something was wrong.

"Rawls…" Chris said quietly, hoping for a response, but receiving none.

Randy slowly walked up to the beside, hoping that she would at least acknowledge his presence. No such luck. She continued watching the small birds fly by the window. He sat down next to her in a chair that he slid up right next to the bed.

"Raleigh?" He went to reach for her hand but she pulled it away, placing it on top of her other one.

"Can you please say something? Anything?" He pleaded with her, unsure of why she was ignoring him in the first place. He wanted nothing more then to be there for her, and she wouldn't let him. He swallowed hard, feeling a lump growing in his throat. Holding back tears, he sighed and looked over at Chris who was just as confused. He shrugged his shoulders and quietly crept out of the sterile white room.

"Raleigh please… what happened?" He moved the chair closer, making her try to move further away on the bed. "Why won't you talk to me?"

Raleigh finally turned, her glossy eyes locking with his, he could tell she was trying harder then he was to fight back her tears and sadness.

"I don't… I don't want to talk about it." She pulled the blanket up to her shoulders, trying to hide from the world.

"Okay, you don't have to talk about the accident. Just tell me why you don't want to talk to me."

"It's not that…" she sighed, finally letting a few of the tears trickle down her face, she felt defeated, and he felt helpless to save her.

"Well…?"

"It's the baby Randy," she paused, inhaling sharply, feeling those tears continue to streak her face. "The baby's gone."

With her own words she began sobbing uncontrollably. The baby was going to be the light of her life, her whole world that she couldn't even touch or see yet was mercilessly ripped from her. Randy sat for a moment, shock had taken his whole being over, he didn't know what to do or say. That poor child didn't get a chance at life. And although neither one of them got to meet their baby, or even know him very long, both of their hearts ached as if they had known him forever.

"Raleigh, I…" he used the palms of his hands to dig into his eyes, trying to avoid the impending tears. He needed to be strong for Raleigh, she was already a mess, he couldn't be one too. She needed someone to be strong since she couldn't. He reached out for her but she shuddered at his touch, pulling away from him again.

"I don't want this anymore," she almost cried out.

Randy was confused as to what she meant, so he paused, bringing his hand back to his own lap.

"What do you mean?" He tried to sound as calm as possible but mentally he was breaking down.

"I need time for myself," the tears began to slowly subside as she continued on, "I just… this whole situation is a mess, and it made me think. I'm done. I'm just overwhelmed at this point. I need to figure myself out."

Randy sighed heavily, running a hand through his short brown hair. His ocean blue eyes searched her emotionless ones.

"So what are you saying then?"

Chris sat up quickly once he felt Randy plop down next to him. He could see Randy's eyes were glazed over. He had been crying.

"What…" he paused, not sure if he should even broach the subject. "What happened?"

"The baby's gone." Randy's dead pan voice made Chris cringe, he knew he was upset, just hiding it. Men don't like to cry in front of each other.

"I'm sorry man…"

Randy slumped over, burying his face in his hands. Chris could hear a very quiet, muffled cry coming from the fellow wrestler. It was something he thought he'd never see, or hear the Viper do. He patted him on the shoulder, letting his hand rest there for comfort. After giving him a change he realized he wasn't as bad as a guy that he came of as. This revelation only made him ten times worse for the guy.

Chris couldn't even begin to contemplate how both he and Raleigh were feeling, the emotions that must be in a turmoil through their heads. After a few minutes of a tearful, silent, mourning of his child, Randy looked up at Chris.

"That's not all," he couldn't keep his voice from being shaky, he still felt the hurt and pain ammoniating from his body.

"What else?" Chris arched an eyebrow, not sure of what else he was going to drop on him.

"She broke up with me," Randy could feel himself deflate, on the verge of another break down. Everything was racing through his mind and was internally praying it was all a dream- a nightmare rather.

"Bro…" Chris' eyes widened and he shook his head slightly. He never thought he would feel this bad for Randy Orton of all people. Just hours ago they were both happy as a clams and now… devastation.

"Now I've lost my baby and my girlfriend."