Kidnapped

A WWE Fan Fiction Story

Authors Note: Thanks to all of you who are reading and enjoying my story,I hope you like what is to come. Once again I do Not own anything about the WWE.

Chapter 14:

"You mean you don't remember anything at all?" Stu asked me for the 5th time, and it was getting rather annoying.

"No, not really I remember bits and pieces, like I really hate the taste of your whiskey!" he chuckled. "This hangover is proof as to why I never drink,and why I am never drinking again."

"Yea, Yea, that's what they all say!" he teased, but all I could think about was how I wanted to lie down and get rid of this feeling. I laid my head on my kitchen table, and closed my eyes, hoping that would help, but I just felt Stu's eyes on me the whole time. "Clearly you have never had a hangover remedy before" I opened my eyes hearing him speak again.

"What?" There was an even better cure?

"Let me make you my guaranteed hangover remedy breakfast, and I promise you'll feel much better." I lifted my head from the table, and gave him a once over stare/

"Breakfast..." I bit my lip. "I can't even think about food right now!" I sighed.

"Trust me, just go lay down, and I'll prove it to you. If you don't feel any better you can ...take it out on me" Hmm... I suppose it couldn't be too bad. I groaned, and got up from the table.

"Fine!" was all I said as I made my way back into my bedroom to lay back down. I instantly wanted to feel better, I hated feeling this way. I kept thinking about Randy, and his out of no where question to go on the road with him. Did he really want me there? I mean he barely knows me. I sighed, thinking about if this is what I really wanted. Of course it is, I have always dreamed of this kind of relationship with Randy Orton. I closed my eyes again thinking about what Kate would say, how I never take enough chances to know if it's what I really want, or if I'm just running scared again. I am sick of running away. Stu would tell me to not give up, and that's what I'm going to do. This is just insecurities talking. I have only ever know the bad, I need to embrace the good! I need to push past it, and move this along. I am making a vow to myself to get over my past fears, and live in the now, go after what I want, and not hold back like Kate and Stu.

I had soon drifted back to sleep, with a less heavy mind, and new philosophy.

Stu was great at hangover remedies, he was used to making smoothies, shakes, and big meals for the guys on the road. He looked through my fridge and cabinets for food. He didn't know how much I normally ate, so he improvised hoping it would work.

About and hour or so later I awoke to the smell of fresh food cooking in the kitchen. It smelled wonderful, and as if on cue my stomach started to growl. I got up slowly feeling a bit better, and made my way into the kitchen.

"Wow what smells so good?" I said walking into see Stu putting an array of food onto plates. He had made bacon, three kinds of pancakes; plain, chocolate chip, and blueberry, there were scrambled eggs, sausage, hash brown potatoes, and fresh cut fruit. I was amazed, because I knew I did not have all of this in my apartment. He must have snuck out to the store that was about a mile up the road from me. I was literally impressed, but there was no way I was going to eat it all. "Oh my Gosh Stu, you made all of this food? Who do you expect to eat all of this?" It looked like enough to feed an army. He looked over at me grinning.

"A big breakfast is the best way I know to get rid of a hangover, and most of it was cooked in the bacon grease, so that will help your hangover." I made a disgusted face, I was normally a more healthy eater. " Just trust it before you go making judgments. Now come sit down and eat!" I just ignored his snarky remark and sat down, piling food onto my plate. I barely knew where to begin, there were so many options. SO I started with the chocolate chip pancakes, followed by the bacon.

"Mmmm!" It tasted wonderful, I practically moaned putting the food into my mouth. Stu gave a satisfied look, he knew it was amazing, but he loved hearing me make that noise as I ate.

"Feel any better?" He asked between bites.

"I do, thank you, Stu this is delicious, and the sleep helped too!" I was silent for a bit as we ate. "Actually, I had an epiphany!" There he goes giving me an amused grin again, like I'm some child that does some thing silly.

"Oh really!" He chuckled. "Must have been some sleep. Do tell what was this epiphany about?"

"Last night actually got me thinking..." Stu's ears perked up thinking that I had remembered what happened between us last night. He saw the smile on my face ,and oh how he wished I'd just come out and say that I had been wrong all along about my feelings for Randy, and I had feelings for him. That I wanted nothing more than to kiss him last night, and dream of doing more. He decided to pay very close attention. "... I don't wanna run scared of everything that I am afraid of. I am forever haunted my my awful past, and who wants to live that way? I don't! So I thought about what Kate would tell me, and What you would say to me, and it all became clear. I need to seize the day; Carpe Diem!"

"Love..." Stu scratched his head. "... Look I'm trying to follow ,but what are you talking about?" I giggled realizing that I had gone off into a tangent.

"Oh right, sorry. I am done being afraid. Randy is a great guy, and it may seem like he's moving too fast , but maybe this is what normal people did." Stu felt his heart fall to the floor, I wasn't talking about him after all. "I am so used to bad things from men, I'm not used to the good, and he is all good. You were right, we both deserve this. HE needs to understand, and so so you. I'm not hiding yachting any more. I want this to work Stu, and I'm going to be ready." I put another bit of food in my mouth as he digested my news, looking me over. "And When I go on my date with Randy on Friday night I am going to tell him that I'd love to go on the road with him!" Stu was now at a loss for words. He knew his friend was in fact moving at warp speed, and for all the wrong reasons, but I had no idea. HE felt worried for me, but I was so happy and taking a big step he couldn't bring himself to do it. He just nodded as I spoke. "...So what do you think! Come on you have to have some thing to say!" He thought about it for a moment there were in fact about a million things that he could say and about a dozen things that he wanted to say, but he couldn't. He didn't want to hurt me, or let me down.

"I think that it is a great idea! If you would like we can talk some more later, and then you can call Randy and tell him everything."

"That sounds perfect!"

After breakfast I had to argue with Stu to let me clean up, after he made such a wonderful meal, but he wouldn't have it, I was banished from my kitchen, as he cleaned up. This made me a bit uneasy, I wasn't used to people doing things for me, but that was a step that I needed to take, so I took a deep breath and let it happen. I turned on the television to wait, watching old sitcom re runs.

Just as Stu was finishing up, my phone started to ring, it was work calling me, and I started to panic. What had gone wrong that they are calling me from home on my day off? I quickly answered.

"Hello"

"Hi Jamie, this is Sarah from the nursing home, I know it's your day off but there has been an out break with in the staff, and we seem to be extremely short handed for the over night shift. We were wondering if you would come in and I will give you a week of paid time off of your choosing in the future!" Wow they sounded desperate. This never happened, they were always so careful with there schedule planning it was ridiculous. I hated working over nights, and I did still feel a bit crappy from my hangover, but they did sweeten the deal, so I figured what the hell.

"Of course, I'll come in tonight don't worry." As I said that I heard Sarah breath a sigh of relief.

"Thank you Jamie, though I should tell you its just you and one other person covering the entire floor tonight." I figured there would be a catch in there somewhere. I was going to bust my butt all night, and I knew it. I sighed hearing the news, but I wasn't going to take it back now.

"You're welcome, see you tonight!" Well that just put a damper on my plans. I looked up at Stu.

"What is it?" He asked seeing my mood change from the phone call.

"That was the nursing home that I work at, they want me to come in tonight, because almost all of the other nurses got sick with the Flu that has been going around. At least they are giving a week of paid time off for going in."

"When?"

"They just said in the future, but that means I have to get to sleep early tonight, because I work from 11:00- 7:00 am."

"Do you want me to go get a room seeing as how you wont be here?"

"No, don't be ridiculous, you are more than welcome to stay here. Since I wont be here tonight you can sleep in my bed, I know it is way more comfortable than that old couch."

"Are you sure?" He asked.

"Yea, I'm positive. I don't want you to leave." We stared at each other for a moment, and I saw him smile at my admission. Stu made me feel comfortable, and besides, there was no reason to make him leave to go some where else. I trust him to stay at my place, and that was enough for me.

"Alright then so What is the plan?"

"Want to watch movies, until I go to sleep?"

"I'd love to!"