How Taking Down Legacy Failed

Becky's P.O.V

"I'll see you later," I whispered to Cody. After being up half the night and trying to get the two back to sleep, we put them in separate rooms and being away from each other seemed to have a good effect on them. Well, Mickie, since she went to sleep but Ted kept going to visit her.

"Yes, you will." Cody grinned, kissing me softly. I heard the shower in Cody's bathroom turn off, meaning that Ted was done, so I gave him a swift nod and darted out of the room.

And smacked right into Randy.

"Becky?"

"Ouch." I grumbled, rubbing my arm before smacking him on the arm with all my strength, "You jerk."

"Why did you just come out of Cody's room?" He demanded.

"Where have you been all night?" I asked at the same time.

"I went for a drive and then fell asleep." He replied.

"Ted's sleeping there and I was checking to see if he was okay." I answered at the same time.

"Do you still like Ted?" He questioned.

"Why did you leave last night?" I quizzed – at the same time, again.

We both sighed and shut up. He gestured at me for to go first.

"Of course I don't like Ted – not that way!" I scoffed, "Cody and I had to deal with a hammered Ted and Mickie last night." I gave him a furious look, "I've been awake half the night making sure that they don't die in their sleep or set fire to themselves or something!"

"Right." Randy scratched the back of his head uncomfortably, "I'm sorry about that."

I tutted, "It's not me that you should be apologizing to."

Randy frowned slightly, "I know. I'm just about to go and see her…"

"Don't ever pull anything like that again," I warned, "We really needed your help last night…"

"Don't make me feel worse," Randy mumbled, looking shamefaced, "I'll make it up to her… and you guys."

"You better!"

"What happened after I left?"

"Mickie had a breakdown and Ted decided to strip in the middle of the sidewalk."

"That's… normal."

"It was awful," I shuddered at the memory, "the cab arrived just as he whipped off his boxers. Cody had to coax him back into his boxers but Ted refused to – it was only when the taxi-driver began complementing him on the size of his… err… thing… did Ted put them back on."

"I thought Ted would have been complemented."

"Well, actually, on the way back, he began flirting with the cabdriver."

"What?"

"Yeah… Ted promised him that it had been a preview and if he wanted the full show, then he could reach him at 1-800-Can't-Tap-This-Na-Na-Na."

"Are you serious?"

"Deadly. Anyway, before this, we managed to get Ted in a headlock and Cody shoved his t-shirt over his head. We then got Mickie to pretend to be Melina and that managed to convince him to get his jeans back on."

"Well that's not too bad…"

"When we got back to the hotel, Ted started flirting with… well…"

"Who?"

"Sheamus."

"… I really hope you're kidding."

"He told him that they could have a threesome with a leprechaun."

Randy stared at me before practically cracking up with laughter, his shoulders actually began shaking. He eventually calmed down before suddenly looking anxious.

"I bet Mickie didn't appreciate that."

"No. She didn't. She tackled Ted to the ground and said that she'd show him the meaning of four-leafed clover."

"That doesn't make any sense."

"They were both smashed, what do you expect?"

Randy grinned for a moment before looking serious, "I should go and see Mickie."

"That'd be a good idea." I gently hit him on the arm, "Good luck."

Mickie's P.O.V

I looked up as the door opened, expecting either Ted or Becky, however I was wrong, it was Randy. He didn't look angry, which I thought he was, angry at me for letting John kiss me last night, my head had been throbbing all night, it was only beginning to get better. Randy hadn't come home, I rattled my brain over and over thinking of stuff I could of done to upset him. "Hey" He said softly, he closed to the door and sat next to me on the bed. I sat up; he put his hands on my waist and pulled me to sit in between his legs.

"Hi" I replied not knowing what else to say. "I'm sorry about last night"

"Sorry? Why are you sorry?" He asked me.

"For the John thing, that's why you went off, wasn't it?"

"No baby, no" He kissed me neck and rested his head on my shoulder. "Of course I wasn't angry at you, I was angry at myself"

"What did you do? I was the one who went off knowing that John was still about, I should have known better, I should have fought him off more, I should of…"

"Shh" I stopped rambling. "You were drunk and he took advantage of you, you did nothing wrong"

"If you weren't angry at me, why did you go off?"

"Well if I would have stayed, I would have killed John and to be honest I do not feel like going to jail" He teased me, I chuckled. "And because I felt like an idiot"

"Why?"

"I swore to myself that I would protect you and I couldn't even do that"

"What are you talking about? You did protect me"

"No, that's the thing I didn't, I let you down" I turned my body around so I was now facing him; I grabbed his face and forced me to look at him.

"You got there in time, you stopped him, you were protecting me"

"You make me feel like even more of an ass for staying out all night" He chuckled and scratched the back of his head.

"You were an ass for doing that" I pretended to be angry, he just gave me a soft smile that even though I've seen it so many times, made me want to melt, I couldn't help, but smile along with him. "Where did you go?"

"Just drove" He replied. "Then I fell asleep in my car"

"Well you missed a pretty exciting night getting Ted home"

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah, he kept coming into my room where I was trying to be deep in missing you and everything…."

"Aww" Randy mocked me.

"I know" I posed. "Anyway, he kept coming in and bursting into giggles and then Cody would come in and chase him out, whilst Ted proceeded to yell 'You'll never catch me alive!' Oh and he thought your sister was Melina"

"Bet she loved that" He chuckled.

"Yeah she…" I tried to show an example by using my hands, but my hands were what I was using to keep me up right so I lost my balance. "Oh god, I'm falling, I have so much to live for" Randy grabbed my hands and pulled me roughly towards him.

"How tragic" He breathed into my face.

"One, ew, you've been smoking and two, not as tragic as your face"

"One, I think you love me cigarette breath and two that was un called for" Randy replied leaning over my body with his hand resting on my stomach.

"One, I'm not kissing you until you brush your teeth! And two, not un called for as your face"

"One, we have to stop doing this one two business, two, I'm going to kiss you anyway, three, you love my face and quite frankly, I don't blame you"

"You just did the one two thing!"

"Actually, I did the one two AND three thing, there is a difference, I said nothing about doing one two and three"

"Damn you and your loop poles and you're not kissi…" I was quite off by Randy's lips onto mine, I could taste ash immediately and squirmed to get out of it, I could feel him smirk against my lips, he rolled on top of me and used his body weight to hold me down. I know what will get me out of this mess. "Sheamus" I mumbled against his lips, he leaned back and just straddled me whilst I was laying underneath grinning at him. "That's really embarrassing for you, me thinking of Sheamus whilst I was kissing you, you must be pretty humiliated" I saw an amused look in his eye. "I wouldn't blame you if you wanted to unhumilate yourself by brushing your teeth"

"How would that unhumilate me?"

"Just a suggestion" I shrugged and smiled.

"Well that suggestion sucked"

"Hey, don't insult my suggestion, ash face"

"Ash breath you mean"

"Shut up"

"C'mon" He stood up and reached for my hand. "Have you seen Ted this morning?"

"No" I shook my head.

"You might get some pleasure out of it" I took his hand and he pulled me up, I left the bedroom to see Ted on the floor, he looked awful.

"Someone can't handle their alcohol" I snickered; Ted looked up and saw us starring down at him.

"It's ok Mickie, I know how handsome I look, you can stop checking me out now, you too Randy" Randy rolled his eyes at Ted, but laughed.

"Don't you have to make an appearance on Raw tonight?" I asked him.

"Yeah" He replied. "What's your point?"

Becky's P.O.V

"Who've we got next?" I asked as Evan Bourne left the room.

Jude glanced at his clipboard, "John Cena."

I almost dropped the camera and gave him a dirty look, as if it was his fault, "Excuse me?"

"Cena… for a new poster." Jude explained, apparently not noticing that anything was wrong.

As if on cue, John strolled into the room and looked as if he didn't have a care in the world.

"Evening. This won't take long, will it?"

"No. Don't worry, it's arranged so that it fits in with your screen time." Jude murmured, "Okay, if you'd like to step there."

John grinned at me as if nothing was the matter but I just glared at him. Hating him.

It only took about twelve minutes but it was awful. I hated looking at him. I couldn't believe that people were so stupid to believe that he was innocent in the whole kidnapping ordeal. It was obvious just from his smirk that he was guilty.

"Thanks," he winked at me when Jude dismissed him, "I'll see you around, Becky."

I would have killed him if he hadn't been twice my size and a wrestler.

However, as soon as he slipped out, Jude took one look at my face, rolled his eyes and nodded at the door, "Go. Ten minutes."

I smiled thankfully and rushed after him, he was dawdling but I had a feeling it was on purpose because he spun around and grinned at me as soon as he heard my footsteps.

"Hello, Becky. Fancy going out again sometime?"

I marched up to him and glared at his stupid eyes. How had I ever thought that he was hot?

"You have some nerve," I hissed, "you used me."

"No, no, no," John disagreed, waving a finger patronizingly, "I just befriended you to get closer to Mickie."

"That's using someone, John!"

"Maybe it is," John seemed to find this amusing, "maybe it isn't."

"How is it 'not'?"

"Becky, Becky, Becky," John took a step closer to me and gently touched my chin with his thumb. I recoiled in disgust.

"Do. Not. Touch. Me."

He just laughed, "You're so stupid. It was all Mickie's fault; you see… she's bad news. You have to understand that. She'll only drag you down."

"What," I sighed, "are you talking about?"

"She's the one who lead me on. She cheated on me loads of times." He rolled his eyes, "She makes plans and conspires against you. You can't trust her."

"You're insane."

Something like anger flickered in his eyes and he took a step towards me and I realized that he was towering over me, "I'm a freaking superstar, little miss Orton." He sneered, "I could get you fired like that," he snapped his finger for emphasise.

"John-"

"Trust me, Becky," John grinned again and gently ran the back of his hand down my face. I almost threw up. "Mickie James is bad news."

Before I could reply, I heard a soft voice say, "I think you'd better leave, Cena."

I felt something stab at my stomach when I saw Cody standing there. His eyes were fixed on John and something menacing lurked there.

"Cody," John actually sounded pleasant, "the loyal bitch to the bitch."

"I think," Cody repeated, "that you better leave."

John rolled his eyes but then winked at me again (gross) and sauntered down the corridor, "See you later," he called over his shoulder.

As soon as he was gone, "He makes me sick," escaped from my lips.

Cody gently wrapped an arm around my waist, "He's sick in the head. Are you all right?"

"Fine." I dismissed.

He wrapped the other arm around me and pulled me into a tight hug. I loved being close to him. He always felt so… warm. And safe.

"Ahem."

I glanced up and shoved Cody away. Jude stood in the doorway with a knowing smile on his face, "Jude, what a pleasant surprised."

"You're a slut," he told me affectionately before nodding his head at the room, "come on, you can have all the 'private time' you want later."

I nodded and grinned at Cody. Jude sort of knew that there was something going on between Cody and me but for some reason, it didn't bother us.

"See you later."

"Yeah. You will." He smiled – but in a very different way to John, "See ya."

Despite what had happened with John, I went back to work with a grin on my face.

Mickie's P.O.V

Me, Ted and Randy sat back and watched Raw, Dave Bastita was on talking about how he wanted to sue John ( Which I was more happy for him to do ) the WWE and the fans.

"Yey! He wants to sue Megan!" Ted cheered.

"I don't think she is a fan" I told Ted patting his back.

"God dammit" Ted slammed his fist down. Brett Hart had just been named the new general manager. "Wise decision" Ted commented.

"I agree with you there Teddy" I nodded.

"As do I" Randy said yawning.

"Poke!" Ted then poked me; I sat up and glared at him.

"Randy told you about the poking, didn't he?" I turned to glare at Randy, who just smirked in return.

"You love it really" Randy said placing his hand gently onto my thigh.

"No"

"You started it!" Randy lied, I gasped.

"I did not!"

"Prove it" Randy leaned back and crossed his arms.

"I can't"

"Well then."

"Whoever brings me ice cream first A) is forgiven and B) wins the poke war" I looked around to see if either Ted or Randy had taking up on my offer, they both exchanged looks.

"Get the ice cream yourself woman" Ted smacked my butt.

"Mine" Randy grabbed me and I fell into him, he poked his tongue out at Ted and then slapped my butt.

"My butt does not belong to anyone! And besides Ted, we've already established you're the woman. Ice cream now, bitch."

"I am a strong independent woman, I don't need this! *walks out*" He described his actions, waited a few seconds and then proceeded to fulfil his action and he did walk out.

"The second bit was right, but the first bit was wrong" Randy told me getting up.

"Is that right viper?"

"Yes and if you argue I might have to go snake like on you" He grinned and came towards me; I stood up, crossed my arms and tried to scare up to him.

"My ass belongs to Sheamus"

"You've asked for it" Randy turned around and then fell to the floor and slithering towards me like he does in the ring, I let out a giggle and ran across the room, he stood up and slowly walked towards me, it was like I wasn't his girlfriend, like I was an opponent in the ring and I had never felt so turned on.

"Randy, stop!" I giggled out; he showed no movement of stopping. I was excited, but it was that excited feeling what I didn't want it to stop, but I was scared! I had no idea how to explain it! "Randy!" He got closer. "Don't make me reprimand you"

"Hey Mickie, why don't you come and reprimand me to my face?" He said it in the way he did it to Vickie a few weeks ago.

"Randy Orton" We heard a knock at the door.

"Sounds like Josh Matthews" I told him, he sighed.

"Damm John Matthews, interrupting my plans to seduce you" He muttered and took me in his arms. "I forgot I had an interview"

"Well, I'll leave you to it" I leaned up and kissed him. I walked out, Josh sent me a surprised look that I was in Randy's locker room, I guess he didn't know, Randy appeared at the door way keeping in his own character he liked to portray himself as, he stilled watched me go. Now, where would Ted be? If I was a Teddy where would I…

"Mickie" I heard from behind and I recognise the voice straight away.

"What do you want John?" I didn't even turn to face him, I knew seeing him would make feel frightened and I didn't want to feel that way. "You kept out of my way for so long, why start again now?"

"You kissed me back last night"

"Can you seriously not take a hint John? And even if I did kiss you back, do you think a kiss of a drunken woman actually mean anything?" I snapped. "Another thing too, stay away from Becky"

"I can't stop her if she wants to see me and neither can you"

"That's the thing, she doesn't want to see you, none of us do so just leave us alone" I huffed.

"Yeah Cena" I heard another voice come into play. I turned around, stupid mistake, I made eye contact with John, I cursed at myself, Miz was the voice that I heard, he was wearing an anti-Cena shirt.

"Where can I get one of those?" I asked him and sent John an 'In your face smile' Even though Miz isn't a knight and shinning arm, I felt safe. John glared at the two of us and walked away;

"Don't worry, John Cena is gone" He taunted me and looked around. He had no idea what that man put me through, no one did, well accept the obvious liked Ted, Randy, Cody of course.

"I don't care about John" I scoffed and coughed to myself.

"Oh, well just the way you looked, it was the same way John Cena looks when he hears my name"

"I'm not scared of him" I cut him off.

"Yeah, yeah whatever" He rolled his eyes at me, I didn't appreciate that. "So, has Becky mentioned me?"

"Yeah all the time" I told him.

"Really?"

"No" I grinned.

"Listen you…"

"This is a robbery! Give me all your damn money!" Ted charged into our conversation and pointed his fingers which were in a shape as a gun at The Miz and then to me. He couldn't of come at a better time, Cody followed on from behind and watched in amusement.

"Whoa this is taking a turn" I said pretending to be in shock, Miz just looked between us as if we were stupid, in fairness we were, but that what was so great about our friendship!

"I said give me your money bitch"

"All right, all right, I don't want any trouble" I replied holding my hands up. "But there is something I should tell you, I'm an undercover cop, this is a set up!" I put my fingers into a gun position too.

"Oh man"

"Well maybe we can make some sort of deal, off the record" I told him, Cody had now moved next to the Miz.

"I would appreciate that, I have two tickets to Phantom of the Opera tomorrow"

"Hand me all the money you've stolen so far and we will forget this whole thing ever happened"

"That sounds reasonable" Ted responded. "However, I'm not a robber; I'm an eternal affairs officer investigating police corruption! Freeze!"

"Oh then I have a surprise for you, I'm not a cop, I'm a fry cook at Stake and shake"

"Well" Cody interrupted. "That was random"

"That was weird" The Miz gave us all dirty looks and walked away.

"It was from A depression Whale video!"

"And you learnt the whole thing off by heart?" Cody asked us.

"Kind of, we broke it down a little though"

"Wow, you guys, wow" Cody gave us both odd looks and walked away.

"I still think we're cool" I told Ted.

"I agree, let's go get some ice cream" We started to walk towards the canteen when Ted suddenly stopped in front of a monitor. "I want that guy's eye ball" He commented.

"What?" I asked confused, I looked on the screen to see a talent show going on hosted by Jon Loviz or something like that. A guy was pulling out his eye ball as a talent. "Why do you want…" I turned around to see Ted was gone, oh…I don't like being alone, I made my way back to Randy's locker room.

"I didn't think you were going to come back" He pulled me into his chest. "Want to carry on where we left off?" He purred.

"One sec" I walked past him and put on the TV to see what Ted was doing. He was down there with Virgil, saying how he wanted to buy the guy's eyeball. I felt Randy sit next to me. Ted then threatened to beat the guy up and take the eye ball if he wouldn't sell it to him. Why the hell did he want an eye ball? Santino then came down and threatened to pinch Virgil. "Oh no he won't!"

He then pinched Virgil and Virgil fell to the ground. "No! How dare he! The nerve! He cannot disrespect Virgil like that, Randy tell him!" I pointed to the TV and look at Randy who looked highly amused.

"I cannot do that, but I can tell you I qualified for the fatal four way match"

"Oh Randall, that's great!"

"If anyone else called me Randall, I would beat them, you know that? Feel special"

"Oh I do, now tell him!"

I turned back to the TV to see Santino try and pinch Ted, but he was unaffected by it, he stood there for a few seconds before doing his finisher on Santino. It wasn't long before Ted and Virgil were backstage again, Virgil was rubbing his arm.

I ran up to them. "Ah man Virgil, are you ok? Randy call an ambulance"

"Babe, he is fine"

"Does this look like the face of a man who is fine Randy?" I looked at Virgil who just looked expressionless. "Does it?"

"What about me?" Ted pulled a sad face. "I got pinched too"

"I'll be right back" Randy kissed my cheek and left.

"Kiss it better baby" Ted whined.

"No"

"I asked you to do something"

"Yeah, I know"

"So do it"

"No"

"Baby"

"Theodore"

"Randy tell…wait, he went didn't he?" Ted looked around, I nodded. "Well then" He paused. "Virgil, tell her!"

I looked around the room and the TV caught my attention, Randy was on the ramp starring down at his opponents, Edge, Chris and John. Hopefully he will be the one to take John's title. This stare down last thirty seconds before Raw went off the aire and not long after, Randy returned.

"Way to make an appearance" I teased.

Next Chapter : Mickie & Ted have a go at Chat Roulette & Vince comes with a message that will pissed Randy off big time! Can you guess what it is?
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