How Taking Down Legacy Failed

Mickie's P.O.V

"Hello sleepy" I cooed at Hayden, as I laid him down in front of me, I put my finger by his tiny little hand which he instantly wrapped it around my finger. "Your going to be staying with your aunt Becky whilst mommy goes to the gym" He blinked tiredly back at me in response. I brought his tiny hand up to my lips and placed a kiss on his knuckles. "Mommy loves you" I told him,

I picked him up gently and I carried him to Becky's room where he's buggy was waiting, Becky smiled tiredly at me as I placed him in there. "He should sleep through" I whispered to her, she nodded and flopped her head back onto the pillow. I laughed quietly to myself before going into our lounge; I was putting my hair up as Randy walked out of his bedroom.

He stopped when he saw me; curiosity came back into his eye as he scanned me and what I was wearing, my gym clothes, which I haven't been able to fit into for a long time. By the looks of him, he was also going to the gym….of course, 7am was our gym time, we went together, it was like our tradition, how does he remember that he goes this time?

Randy's P.O.V

I threw over a vest ready for the gym, it was 7am, the gym had only opened up, I would be the only one there at least till 8 anyway. I remember all from last night, I remember, I suppose you could say this overwhelming amount of feelings for this one diva, a diva that I had no recollection of even speaking to before the accident. I dreamed about her last night, it was like I couldn't get her out of my mind, conscious and unconscious. In my dream she was curled up to me, not saying anything, just allowed me to slide my hand up her smooth thigh and gave an occasional sigh of pleasure.

My instinct told me I needed to stay away from this diva, my instinct told me she would be my downfall, I can't allow myself to get close to her. But apparently fate had different ideas in my as when I went to leave the hotel room, there was the diva in our lounge, I starred at her long and hard. She was dressed to go to the gym, the reason that I went at 7 was so that I could be alone.

"You're up early" I said to her, but my tone of voice was questioning rather then just stating.

"Yeah, well I like to go to the gym early…" She paused for a moment, looking up at me. "because not many people are there" Her response took me back a little, but I didn't show it. I guess me and the diva did have something in common after all. I adjusted my gym bag on my shoulder and made my way out of the room, I didn't get far until I stopped.

Why was I stopping? I knew why, it was because the diva wasn't following behind. I cursed myself, I couldn't get her out of my head and I didn't know why. I took a few steps back so I was in the door way of our hotel room, I peered my head round. "You coming?" She took a deep breath and nodded, grabbing her gym bag.

I used this time to give her the once over, it's not that I hadn't notice her appearance before, because I have, believe me, but I tried to stay away from divas, they are a distraction, especially this one. I want to focus on getting back in the ring, not on how to keep her close to me. I turned and went back out of the door, I felt relaxed knowing she was trailing behind me.

Mickie's P.O.V

I was surprised when he asked me if I were coming and I was even more surprised to see the way he was looking at me, he was looking at me the way my Randy looked at me. We were opposite each other at the gym, but we still made a lot of eye contact. We went our separate ways, but I knew he looked over every few minutes to check if I was still there. We had been here for two hours; more people were starting to come in.

"So he doesn't remember you?" Melina asked me, panting slightly as she was on the treadmill.

"Well no, but I still think he has…as weird as this sounds, Randy's heart"

"I'll say" Melina chuckled slightly. "He looks over here every two seconds just like the old Randy did"

I smiled on hearing that. "I just wish he would hurry up and remember" I told her, she nodded understandingly. "It's like, yesterday, I knew he felt something when he pressed himself up against me, but it felt like I was cheating on Randy…with…Randy"

"It must be so hard for you; I can't imagine ever going through something like that"

I stopped the treadmill and reached for my towel. "I'm terrified, from what I heard, Randy from two years ago slept around, a lot, I don't think I could take it if he did it now"

"Your in luck, he doesn't seem interested in any of the divas, but you" Melina told me, I felt a little better after she had said that. "Oh god…" She suddenly said.

"What?"

"John" She simply said, I looked at her in confusion; she lifted up her finger and pointed over to Randy, beside him was John.

"Oh shit" I cursed, John was telling Randy something and from the moment Randy looked over at me, I knew who it was about, I just didn't know what. Anger spread across his face, he put his weight down and walked out of the back of the gym, where the outside was. I dropped my towel and ran over to John, I grabbed his shoulder and span him around. "What the fuck did you tell him?"

"A dirty mouth, for a dirty girl" John purred at me. "We could find some use for that, although I hope you don't talk in front of my son that way"

"Fuck you John" I spat at him, before storming off in the direction as Randy. I slammed opened the door and scanned outside, I turned to see Randy was standing right by the door with a cigarette in his hand. He blew out as he saw me.

"I thought you had given up smoking" I said softly.

"No" He replied simply. He stubbed the one he currently had on the floor and pulled out another one. "I knew you were fucking someone on the roster, I just didn't your standards were as low as Cena" He spat at me, as if he were…jealous. "I thought the kid looked familiar.

That kid is your son. I wanted to say. He looks familiar because he looks like you. "I'm not…me and him aren't-"

Randy scoffed interrupting me. "Save it" He told me sternly. " I don't care" He said through clench teeth.

"He's not Hayden's father and I am certainly not with him" He blew out another puff of smoke and looked over at me, he was looking at me like he was debating whether he should trust me or not. "He won't leave me alone"

"He harasses you?" Randy asked standing up right, his shoulders tensed.

"I guess you could say that" I gave a small shrug. "We used to date and he wasn't too happy when I left him"

"Why did you leave him?"

"He just wasn't all that good of a boyfriend" I told him.

"Well obviously, you left him" He snapped rolling his eyes. "What made him a bad boyfriend?"

"Just things he did"

"What things, that's what I want to know" He asked impatiently.

"He…he hit me"

"He hit you?" I nodded. "How many times?" His eyes flashed with anger. "How many times?" He grabbed my arm, I winced, he noticed immediately and loosened his grip, but still kept a hold of me. "Tell me"

"It was only the once"

"Did you leave him?" I hesitated but shook my head.

"Not at that moment" I answered.

"Why the hell not? You're smarter than that" He half snapped. "I mean…" His voice softened. "Were you scared to leave?"

"I don't know, it was complicated"

"Why?"

"It just was"

"Stop doing that" He hissed. This Randy was so short tempered. "Tell me everything"

"We'd be here all day if I did"

"I have time." I thought he was joking, but his face was serious.

"He cheated on me with my sister, that's when I left" I told him, he nodded and looked away as if he was thinking.

"What does he do now?" Randy asked, turning back to face me, he was as much information as possible about John. I didn't know whether to be happy or not about this. I starred at him, what do I say? "Mickie" He snapped. "What does he do?"

I was surprised how angry he looked knowing that John comes near me. "Just tries to make my life hell every time he sees me"

"Does he want you back?" Randy asked me. I gave him a small shrug. "Do you want to go back to him?" His fists clenched up.

"No" I shook my head. "No way, not after all he put me through" He looked a little relieved on hearing this.

"He said, he was Hayden's father" Randy took a step closer to me, towering over me.

"If he were, he would have wanted a paternity test to prove it, but he won't because he knows Hayden isn't his"

"Do you even know who the father is?" Randy asked me coldly. I looked up at him in disgust, I wanted to slap the sneer of his face, but I couldn't, the only thing I could do was walk away, I wouldn't cry in front of this Randy, I just wouldn't.

Randy's P.O.V

I was back to cursing myself as she walked away from me. I don't know why I said what I did, I don't regret things often, I'm not used to this feeling. I feel I need to push her away, but when I do, I can't stand it. I didn't mean to snap her either, for once I didn't, she just took so long in answering me about Cena, he really pissed me off to hear he harasses her. I knew I had to speak to her, I didn't know what I was going to say because Orton's don't apologise. I finished my cigarette and walked back into the gym. I tried to get back into working out, but I just couldn't get her off my mind, her face when I said I asked her if she even knew who the father was, she looked so beautiful and so hurt….did I just say she was beautiful? I groaned out loud, since when did I say words like beautiful? What the hell is this girl doing to me? It annoyed me when she didn't fully answer my question, I wanted to know otherwise I wouldn't of asked, but she just kept avoiding it, giving me simple answers, it drove me crazy. I wanted to know everything because I wanted to protect her from Cena, I wanted to kill him when she told me about what he puts her through, I can't believe he hurt her. How could someone lay a finger on someone so beautiful?

"How is the mother of my child?" I looked up to see Cena starring down at me.

The next thing I knew, I had him by his shirt and I threw him against the wall, hard. "You stay away" I hissed at him. "If you go anywhere near her….if you even look at her, I swear to god Cena" I hissed at him, my eyes flashing dangerously.

"Why would I stay away? I quite like having her sweet tongue down my throat" I felt the anger build up in me as he spoke this way about her. "The cute noises she makes, that cute little ass, don't tell me you haven't notice it" Actually, I had. I punched him, I couldn't stand him talking about her like that, it made me physically sick, it made me picture them, I didn't want her kissing him, I wanted her kissing me, I wanted her making those noises to me. I swung my fist back for another one, I was going to break the fucker's nose, I swear, only…

"Randy man" I felt myself being pulled off Cena. I looked to see it was Ron, R-truth, I snatched my arm away from him, who was he to touch me? I was giving the sick son of a bitch everything he had coming to him.

I stormed out of the gym, knowing that I had to find her. . Everyone starred up at me when I walked in, only Mickie wasn't there with them. "Where's the div-" I stopped. "Where's Mickie?" I restarted.

"In her room, with Hayden" My sister replied, I gave a small nod and went in there. She was rocking him back and forwards, she slowly turned until she saw me.

"He looks like you" I found myself commenting. "He looks like his father" She replied.

"You ever going to tell me what happened to him?" She placed him back down in his crib and crossed her arms.

"I don't know" She was being distant with me, I didn't like it. "What are you doing in here Randy?"

"I wanted to talk about what just happened" the words that came out of my mouth made me sick, what was this girl turning me into?

"What when you implied that I was a slut? What more is there to talk about? You've made it perfectly clear since you came back from the hospital what you think of me" She turned away from me, which really angered me, I grabbed her by the arm and forced her to face me, she gasped in surprise, I still didn't like the distances so I pulled her close to me.

"I'm trying to apologise" I snapped at her. I released her quickly, I didn't want her to be one of those who was afraid of me, surprisingly I liked the way she was different and not afraid to stand up to me. Although I released her, I made sure we were short on distance. She took a step back and I took one forward, "I don't think you're a slut" I mumbled to her.

"What?"

"I said" I hissed, but then lightened my tone, I didn't mean to snap at her, I was just so frustrated by the whole situation. "I said, I don't think you're a slut" I was trying to stare at her directly in her eyes, afraid to let my eyes wander anywhere else because then I would not be accountable for my actions. I looked down at her lips, thinking about what John said, yes it angered me, but it made me more curious to kiss her then ever. She ran her tongue over her bottom lip, that's all it took to keep me going. My lips tightened together as I tried to repress a moan. I wanted her so bad that I could hardly stand it. I loathed it, I loathed her for making me feel this urge. My hand reached out and rested on her hip, I didn't have control on that, it was like a reflex. She didn't slap my hand away so I slowly stroked her hip bone with my thumb.

"I-I need to get Hayden his bottle" She side stepped me, I once again took in her scent, it hit me again, that familiarity.

It took all the strength I had not to reach out and pulled her back into me again.

Still the same protective Randy,
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Randy's P.O.V

"She's ok Mr Orton, your wife can go home" The doctor replied smiling.

"She's n-" I closed my mouth, why couldn't I correct him? "What's wrong with her?"

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