Ted walked into the room and put his stuff down. He looked over at Amy and he instantly felt terrible. She looked so sad and upset. He sat down next to her, wrapped his arms around her, and kissed her on the cheek.

"Hi wifey."

"Hi Junior."

"I'm sorry about what happened."

"So am I. This sucks."

"I know, but I LOVE YOU, wifeycakes. You'll always have me, baby!!"

Amy let out a good laugh and finally smiled.

"Oh Junior. You're so silly."

"How about me and you go down to the bar and have a few? Just us…the hubby and the wifeycakes."

"I guess we can. Let me go fix myself a little bit."

"Baby you don't need to…you're hot!"

"Shut up, Junior."

"And there's my feisty wifey! Grrrrr baby grrrr!"

Amy stood up shaking her head with a smile on her face. She knew Junior could make her feel better. He always could. About 15 minutes later, Amy came out of the bathroom and ready to go. They headed out the bedroom door and into the livingroom.

"Hey. Me and wifey are gonna go spend some quality couple time together. We'll be back in a while."

"God damn it Junior. We are NOT a couple!"

"Yes we are wifeycakes."

"Okay you two" Dave said. "Have a good time."

Randy just sat there on the couch in silence. He was glad Amy was smiling, but he sure as hell wasn't. He didn't want her to leave, even if it only was for a little while. Before he could say something though, they were already out the door.

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Amy and Ted got in the elevator and headed down to the bar. They were arguing about whether or not they were a couple when Amy's phone starting humming. She had a text message apparently. Amy looked at her phone's screen in confusion.

"Hmm I don't recognize this number, Junior."

Amy flipped it opened, gasped, and started jumping up and down.

"Oooo keep doing that wifey! MEOW!"

Amy smacked Junior in the arm.

"PERVERT! Dude Matt texted me!! Listen to this:

Hey Amy. It's Matt. I hope you don't mind, but Katie gave me your number. Anyway I just wanted to say hi and see how you're feeling.

The whole roster just had a meeting with Vince and ECW is going to start traveling with Raw, so it looks like I will get to see more of your beautiful face.

Anyway, after Raw on Monday, I'd really like to take you on a date if you're not busy or whatever. Let me know and we can figure out what to do.

-Matt"

"Damn wifey. He's got it BAD. He asked your friend for your digits!"

"Shut the hell up Junior. He's shy! It's adorable!"

The elevator dinged and they made their way towards the bar. There weren't very many people in there and Amy was glad. She didn't feel like answering a bunch of questions. But she saw her favorite fellow "sexy beast" approaching them.

"Favorite blonde! Have you come to hang with the original sexy beast??"

"Oh YES Chris. I came all the way down here just for YOU! I'm gonna go to the bathroom, though. I'll be right back Mr. Ayatolla of Rock and Rolla."

Ted and Chris grabbed a table, ordered drinks, and sat down.

"Where's the rest of the gang?" Chris asked.

Ted looked at Chris and sighed.

"Uhh…well….."

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Before Amy went to the bathroom, she decided she was going to return Matt's text message. She stood there tapping her fingers trying to think of what to say. She loved Randy, but she didn't know if she forgave him or if she could forgive him. And after all, she was a single woman and Matt was as hot the desert. She finally figured out what to text him back with:

Hey Matt. I'm okay. I haven't said a word to Randy since I got in the car back at the arena. Everything is a complete fucking mess right now. I hate dealing with drama and bullshit like this.

But I'm actually at the bar right now spending quality "couple time" with Junior. LMAO

Anyway, that's great you'll be traveling with us now. I look forward to seeing your gorgeous face more often too!

And I would absolutely love to go on a date with your high flying sexy ass! We can do whatever you want. Dinner seems like a good idea. I love food.

-Amy

She closed her phone with a smile on her face. Monday couldn't get here fast enough!

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"You've got to be kidding me, Junior" Chris said.

"No. Not kidding, Chris."

"Amy walked in her own dressing room and found Tiffany all over Randy?"

"Yeah. You should've heard how upset she was. She called me sobbing."

"Wow. Do you think Randy will ever get to tell Amy how he feels about her?"

"Man with the way shit has been going, it doesn't seem like it!"

Ted saw Amy coming back to the table and smiled at her as she sat down next to him. She put her arm around him and smooched his cheek. Ted blushed immediately.

"Oh baby! I like it when you blush" Amy giggled. "Let's get drunk!"

Amy and Ted sat there drinking til 2am. Chris just sat back and watched. He had a feeling he was going to have to help them AGAIN. They were absolutely tanked by closing time. Perhaps they wouldn't have been as tanked if they didn't drink whiskey all night.

"Alright you lushes. I'm taking you back to your room so these people can close up" Chris ordered.

"Yesss sir" Amy said as she hiccupped.

Ted started laughing uncontrollably, probably much more than any normal/sober person would. Chris just looked over at him and snickered. Sure Ted was a complete mess right now, but at least he was amusing.

Somehow Chris managed to grab both of them and usher them to the elevator. Thankfully they were staying on the same floor as him. He wrapped an arm around each one and escorted them to their room. They were laughing the whole time.

"Junior baby! I can't find my key" Amy laughed.

"I can't find mine either, wifey" Ted giggled.

"Oh you two! Honestly" Chris said as he knocked on the door. Thankfully, Dave answered. "I have a delivery for you, Dave. We have one lush and one drunk!"

"Oh boy" Dave said. "Just what I've always wanted. Thanks Chris."

Randy looked over at the two of them with a blank stare. He'd never seen Amy so smashed. He desperately wanted to talk to her, but he knew she wouldn't remember anything. He also knew that if you pissed her off when she was drunk, she'd kick your ass and he could tell by the borderline puke expression on Dave's face that Amy had been drinking whiskey tonight. Pissing Amy off when she'd been drinking whiskey was a BAD idea.

"Alright you two. Bed time" Dave said as he helped them into their room and closed the door.

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Amy and Ted were in their bedroom laughing their asses off.

"Holy shit, Junior. I'm wasted!"

"Me too wifey!"

Amy started getting undressed (and trying not to fall over) when she noticed Ted staring at her with the biggest smile on his face.

"Settle down, hubby."

"No way, wifey. Grrrr!"

"Shut up! You're fuckin drunk again!" Amy said as she laughed uncontrollably.

"So are you, lush!"

"Drunk."

"Lush."

"Shut up Junior."

Ted smiled at her as he climbed into his own bed. He continued to stare at her, though. After all, he wasn't sure when he'd see her in her skivvies again! This was turning out to be a great night for Ted.

Amy finished getting her pjs on and climbed into her own bed. She turned off the light next to her, but fell out of bed! She started laughing so hard and so did Junior.

"Wifey! You clumsy ass drunk!"

Amy grunted as she got up.

"Screw you Junior, you god damn lush!"

Amy laid in bed and tried to get comfy but she couldn't.

"Hey Junior. Can you do me a favor?"

"What wifeycakes?"

"Will you hold me? But I swear to god if you cop a feel, I'm going to kick your ass."

"Sure wifeycakes."

Ted climbed in bed next to Amy and pulled her close. She smells pretty good he thought. And man is she hot as hell! Amy snuggled in even closer to Ted.

"Thanks Junior."

"You're welcome, wifey."

Amy turned around and gave Junior a hug. She held on to him for a while, way longer than she normally did. Ted had a feeling she was going to….