**Hi everyone, so I personally feel I had a very hard time writing this chapter. Trying to explain wrestling moves so that they can be properly visualized proved to be a little difficult for me! But, I tried my best! Anyway, I got the idea for the Trish's submission move from the Haywire movie Gina Carano just starred in. I saw the movie with my boyfriend and he made a comment like, "I wish I was that guy right now! She could put me in that move anyday!" Thus my inspiration! Enjoy!**

Chapter 12

A week had passed and Trish, Beth, and Nattie were keeping up with their diva training. Beth was working with Barb, and Nattie with Eve. Trish was still helping AJ out, though creative made a storyline change. After TLC, AJ is to start dating Daniel Bryan, removing her from tag teaming against the Divas of Doom.

So, Trish's storyline is to focus on the Diva's belt, working mostly one on one matches with Beth. At TLC, Trish will get her first shot at the title. She will lose due to interference from Nattie. Of course, the Divas of Doom slowly start to unravel after TLC. Nattie's interference attempts on the matches are proven worthless and Trish begins pulling out more wins. The failed attempts begin to piss Beth off. At Royal Rumble, Trish is slated to win the belt, starting the downfall of the stable.

Overall, the women's matches were still relatively short in length, but they haven't been at it very long. However, Trish and Beth are slotted for a four minute match at TLC. Both divas were surprised by how much time they were given, but they weren't questioning it.

Since receiving the text message from Ron, she had been in contact with him various times. For the most part, they made small talk. Obviously both parties were tired of fighting with each other, so any huge issue would wait until Trish returned home for Christmas. She feared Christmas was going to be ugly this year. She also hadn't updated Randy on any of her problems with Ron. She felt like an annoyance to him…always talking about her problems.

Randy also had kept his promise to help Trish with her moves and tried to work with her at least twice a week. Though he was able to keep his body in check, his brain was a different story. Working this closely with Trish was slowly starting to kill him.

"Randy! What's up stranger? Haven't heard from you in a while! What the fuck is new?"

Randy switched his cell to his other ear while finding a dark hallway to get lost down. "Ah not much man. How's life been treating you?"

"Not too bad…you know, just shooting a movie with Vin Diesel!"

"What! No shit! Dave that's awesome!"

"Tell me about it! ME…acting! Who would have ever imagined that?" Dave chuckled through the phone, "So, Randy, I know you called for a reason because I rarely hear from you. What's on your mind?"

Randy smiled through the phone. Dave really did know him better than almost anyone, well, except for John of course. "Ok, well I need some advice…I was wondering…I mean, you were in a serious relationship when you fell in love with Angie, right?"

Dave sighed, "Oh boy…please tell me you didn't cheat on Sam."

"God, no! I mean, well, not physically…but I think I might be…emotionally cheating on her? If that's possible…"

"With who? Wait, wait, wait…let me guess. I know you lost interest in ring rats years ago. They also can't hold any stimulating conversation anyway…so it must be someone internally." At this point, Dave was jerking Randy off…he knew exactly who he was talking about. "Hmm…who could it be? Barb? No you burnt that bridge a while ago. Eve, maybe…the other Bella twin, eh, unlikely…Oh I know! Could it possibly be…Trish?"

Randy was speechless, "How the fuck did you know that? Please tell me there aren't pictures posted online!"

Dave started laughing hysterically, "Dude, I thought you said you weren't cheating? What the hell kind of pictures would be out there?"

Randy groaned, "Does it really matter? I could be sitting next to you in a photo and Sam would accuse me of cheating on her! Regardless of all that, how did you know it was Trish?"

"Come on Rand, her and Amy were the only two divas you ever really respected! I mean, you were nice to Torrie, Stacy, Candice, amongst many others…but they never gained your respect like Trish! Not to mention, you used to gush about her all the time! After every match, it was 'did you see what she was wearing', 'did you see her new move out there', 'did you see her new photo shoot', I mean, the list goes on and on!"

"Ok, ok, ok! I get the point. She's hot! Every man on the earth realizes this! Look, I'm just confused! I don't even know if you can cheat on someone emotionally. I mean, I've heard the term used before, so I think I might be?"

Dave chuckled lightly, he knew Randy was being serious, but he couldn't help but laugh at the fact that only Randy could get himself into a predicament like this one. "Well, I think an emotional affair is when you spend more time with someone other than your wife…you share more intimate feelings with this other individual than you do your spouse. So is that what you're doing?"

"Uh, I don't think so. I mean, I obviously spend more time with her; we've been traveling together since November. But that is the nature of the beast known as the WWE. But intimate feelings, I mean, yea, I guess I do…nothing crazy though. I just talk to her about Sam and fights we have, tell her stories about Al, and try to help her through her troubled marriage."

"Wait…troubled marriage? Is she divorcing Ron? Maybe I should reconsider making my comeback…"

Randy put his foot in his mouth…he really didn't want to tell Dave about Trish's personal problems. "They are having problems…no divorce yet. But please don't say a word to anyone. She doesn't want this getting out. And like you would stand a chance anyway…the whole Melina incident ruined you for life man!"

"Who the hell am I going to tell? I barely talk to anyone that would even give a rat's ass about Trish Stratus."

"I didn't think you would…I just wanted to make sure. She'd kill me if she knew I told anyone. Anyway, I wanted to know how you knew Angie was the one for you…even when you were already in love with someone else?"

"I can't explain it…it's the feeling you get every time you're around her...she's like your form of oxygen. It's when you try to imagine her not in your life and you can't or don't want to….when everything she says is interesting, even if it's the most boring subject. It's when every time you touch her, a jolt of electricity flows through you. She's like a bad addiction that you can't kick. I can go on and on Randy, but you'll just know."

The other end of the phone was silent.

"I mean, it doesn't happen immediately. It's not like love at first site. The first time I saw Angie, I was attracted to her and I said I'm going to marry that woman. But it wasn't until I got to know her and we connected on so many levels that I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her and actually acted on it. You see how well that worked out for me though."

"Ok, I think I'm more confused now than I was before I called you."

Dave sighed, "Look, just make sure you don't do anything stupid until you figure all this out."

"Please Dave, you know me! I could never cheat on Sam and I would never hurt her! I just have this inexplicable connection with Trish that I'm trying to ignore, but I just can't!"

"Ok, I get it. Well, maybe you should stop spending so much time with her. You know, back things off a bit?"

Randy shook his head adamantly, "No. I can't do that. I'm not going to lie and say that I haven't had a great time traveling with her. Getting to spend time with her is like a breath of fresh air. And besides all that, she needs me. She isn't confiding in anyone else about her problems with Ron. I can't just leave her high and dry."

"Hey, I'm just trying to give you advice. But if you ask me, you already know the answers to all your questions…you're just ignoring them. Look man, I hate to cut this short, but I really have to get going. Are you going to be ok?"

Randy ran his hand through his hair, "Yea, I'll be fine. I have to get to the ring anyway…I'm helping Trish with some new moves."

Dave laughed on the other line, "I bet you are!"

"Whatever dickhead!"

"Later bro!"

As Randy made his way down the ramp, he saw Trish stretching in the ring. She lit up as soon as she saw him. "I was starting to think you were going to stand me up!"

He smiled as he ducked under the ropes. "Please, someone has to teach this old dog some new tricks!"

She punched him in the stomach when he came close enough to her. "Hey! I've been gone for a few years here! I haven't exactly had time to create new ones!"

Randy rolled his eyes, "Likely story…so what do you want to work on today?"

"I don't know…what do you think about a new finisher?"

Randy shook his head, "Terrible idea!"

Trish looked at him perplexed, "Why do you say that?"

"You don't need a new finisher. You've used the same one for years now. It would be like if Triple H just decided to use a new move tomorrow. The fans are expecting the build up into the Pedigree and what a let down if he doesn't use it! Using a new one would be wrong…but…you could always add a twist to the Stratusfaction or just add a new move your list of signatures."

Trish thought about it and then started nodding, "Ok, you've caught my interest…what kind of twist are you thinking?"

"Alright, so you're getting set for the Stratusfaction. You run with your opponent and propel yourself off the top rope to hit the bulldog, but instead of propelling around, you flip over backwards, while still holding your opponent's head, then you fall flat on your stomach, while your opponent falls on their back, turning the move into an inverted neck breaker."

Trish smiled, "You're brilliant! You know that? Ok, let's try it."

Randy smiled to himself, he respected her as a wrestler to a great extent, and until this day, he was never sure if she felt the same about him. After her praise, he decided she did. And that was a great feeling.

They practiced the move for about a half hour before Trish felt like she had it down. "Ok what's next?" Randy asked, grabbing a drink of water.

"Don't laugh at me…but I want to do an MMA move. I saw one that Gina Carano did before. It was a submission move and it just seemed so fierce."

Randy started laughing, not because he didn't think Trish could pull off the move, but because she doesn't come across as a 'fierce' individual. Let's face it, she was too sweet and cute to ever come off as anything even close to fierce…at least in his opinion. But, if that's what she wanted to do, he would help her.

"You're laughing! It's a stupid idea, huh?"

Randy looked at her sincerely, he hated hurting her feelings and he felt like he just did. "No, that's not why I was laughing…I think it's a good idea. Show me the move."

Within seconds, Trish had Randy in the position she needed him in to perform the submission move. She then wrapped her legs around his head to the point where Randy's face was staring at a body part of Trish's that made his mind roam instantly. He immediately felt the blood rising to his cheeks, and it wasn't because of the submission move. He tried to think of anything at that moment to stop focusing on the thoughts that were running through his head. He closed his eyes and tried to picture Sam, but erotic images of him and Trish kept invading his mind. He opened his eyes and locked gazes with her.

Trish saw the lustful look that Randy was giving her and she suddenly felt her body responding. Her body hadn't felt that way in years. She felt her insides crying for more. Every bit of her flesh tingled as he grabbed her thighs, trying to release the hold.

Randy had to get out of this situation; the seductive look Trish was throwing him was driving him crazy. He needed to go take a cold shower immediately. "Ok, Trish…I think that's good."

Trish released her grip and moved away from him. Both of them were completely out of breath and felt awkward. Randy only hoped that she didn't notice the throbbing bulge that had grown in his pants. Trish realized that she had just experienced an erotic moment with Randy and her mind was running rampant. She needed to get out of there and quickly. "Yeah, I think you're right. I should go shower. The show will be starting soon."

She abruptly left Randy kneeling in the middle of the ring. Once the coast was clear, Randy stood up, his bulge evidentially obvious. He broke out into a jog heading towards the men's locker room before anyone could notice what just took place. 'Maybe Dave was right…maybe I do need some space from Trish. Thank God Christmas is right around the corner…'