How Taking Down Legacy Failed

Mickie's P.O.V

"You're over reacting; I don't know why you're getting so upset!"

"I'm upset because you know how I don't like you being near him" He yelled. "And yet you went and did it anyway"

"What was I suppose to do Randy? I was scared"

"It's thunder Mickie, grow up"

Ok that hit a nerve. "Grow up?" I repeated. "You know what, just go Randy, I don't want to talk to you"

"Likewise." I felt like throwing a vase at him, so what I went over to Evan's? It's not like I did anything, it's not like I even like him that way. I slumped down on the couch when I heard the door slam, not close, a proper slam. I grabbed my cell and texted Ted.

Watch out, pissed Randy coming through

I texted him. I hate having fights with him. My cell vibrated, I picked it up. OH MAN, baby! Why! Why! Pissy Randy is scary! What happened? Oxox Gossip girl, hehe, not really, Ted x

I shook my head. Yeah….I know Ted, a little thing called caller ID ;P and I stayed at Evan's because of the thunder and he didn't take it too well

Ted: Oh baby, bad move, I could of told you that….

Me: Oh great, is that another thing you talk about at 'Man club'?

Ted: Yeah, it actually is, he really doesn't like you being near Evan, I'll text you when he gets back here and I'll tell you the mood he is in.

Me: Good luck, you'll need it

I decided to entertain myself by watching Zack Ryder's you tube channel, he is one funny dude. Woo Woo Woo, you know it! It cracks me up the one where he is interviewing Buzz and Justin. It cheered me up a little, but I still felt helpless being in an argument with Randy.

Ted: He's not a happy bunny baby

I was dreading facing Randy again, I don't know whether he has calmed down or is still as pissed as me. I starred intensely at the door when it started to open, Ted walked in with a sleeping Amelia in his arms. "Hey baby, picked my baby up" He held up Amelia. "Mom and dad love her, they want me to pop by tomorrow with her"

"That's great Ted, but where's Randy?" I asked him.

He turned to the door, it once again opened. Cody walked in holding a very drunk Randy up. Oh god, the only thing worse then a pissed off Randy, is a pissed off drunk Randy. "You see THAT!" Randy said to Cody, pointing at me. "That's MY wife, did you know?"

"I had an idea…" Cody replied, he pushed Randy onto the couch. "He's all your's, good luck" He saluted us and walked out.

"Great" I mumbled. "Ted take Hayden, I'll handle Randy"

"You sure?" Ted asked, I nodded. "Good! Come to Uncle Ted" I put Hayden in his free arm. Ted walked into his bedroom with both my son and his daughter.

I starred at Randy and sighed. "C'mon….let's get you to bed" I reached out my hand. He, instead, putting his arm around my waist and used that to pull him up. He followed me into the room and stood in front of me.

"Your PISSED"

"No Randy, you're the one that's pissed" I mumbled as I unbuttoned his top.

"Not like thattt" He slurred. "Your angry with me, when it's me who should be angry with….you" He poked his finger into my chest. I pushed his finger away. "Sneaking around with Evan Bourne" He scoffed, he reached out his arms, put his hands either side of my head and trapped my body with his. "Bad, bad Mickie"

"Randy, please-"

"I LOVE you, not Evan Bourne! Randy! Randy loves you!" He switched from first person to third. "Evan Bourne only wants one…." He held up one finger. "thing….but I don't, I want EVERYTHING, I want you"

"Don't you trust me?" He allowed me to pull off his shirt, but once I pulled it again, he put his arms back to the position he was in.

"I trust you….not him…not Evan, no, no, no" He kept shaking his head. "You're MY wife, not Evan Bourne's, Evan Bourne can't have my wife, he just can't, she's mine" He kept repeating the same thing over and over again. My hands moved down to his jeans, I undid his buttons and undid his zip, I had to ignore what was going on down there.

"Can you…." I looked away. He caught on and took off his trousers, he placed his hand around my waist and pulled me onto the bed.

He laid me down and kissed me, he placed his large hand across my stomach and the other one resting underneath my head, pushing me further into the kiss. His mouth stayed on mine, but his hand behind my head moved to my thighs, he began to them as my legs spread and he moved between them. I didn't protest at first, but then his kissing became more rough, more demanding so I pulled away. "Goodnight Randy" I told him as I got up to go sleep on the couch for tonight."

"No…" He said as if he were a child having a toy taking away from him. He grabbed my hand and pulled me back onto the bed, he lifted up the covers, laid me down as if he was the sober one treating the drunk one. He unbuttoned my shorts and pulled them off, followed by my top and then pulled the covers on me. "There, there" He said.

"Randy…"

He shook his head. "Don't go" He whispered. "I'm sorry, Randy's really sorry, he don't want you to go" He put his arm underneath me and pulled me into his chest and used the free one to wrap his other arm around me. "I'm just scared of want to losing you" He sounded so sad, so desperate, I leaned into his chest. "Mickie stay here tonight?" I nodded. "Good" He kissed my forehead. "Lay down" I closed my eyes, but I still knew he was watching me. "I love you"

Waking up

I opened my eyes to see Randy was no longer in bed. I wonder if he remembered anything from last night. I stretched and grabbed my phone to check the time. As I was texting, I saw I had a text, it was a message from twitter, whenever Randy tweeted, it got sent to my phone.

It said 'To my wife, I love you & I'm sorry for last night, when you read this, come out into the lounge" I slid the covers off me and grabbed my dressing gown. I walked out to see the table was laid and there was pancakes! My favourite! I suddenly felt two arms slither around my waist. "I really am sorry"

"I guess this is a start" I said. I turned around and faced him, he was wearing only his boxers. "How's your head?"

"Fine" He told me. "Mickie….last night….I didn't mean what I said, I was just…jealous" I looked down at the ground. "I came back hoping that I would be the one to comfort you and when I saw you with Evan, I just didn't like it, I didn't mean any of the stuff I said about you being afraid of the thunder"

"It's ok"

"No, it's not….I was a jerk last night, the last thing I ever want to do is upset you"

"I know" I half smiled, I leaned up to hug him, he wrapped his arms around me and kissed the crook of my neck.

"I love you"

"I love you too"

"Oo pancakes" Ted's voice came. "Don't mind if I do" He glared at him. Randy leaned and kissed me. "I would say get a room….but your room is right next to mine and the walls are very thin, please just remember that" Ted winced and walked back into his room.

"Opps" I said, Randy laughed.

"Are we ok?" He asked me, I nodded. "Good, because I can't stand it when your mad at me" He moved his fingers down my dress gown and undid the knot keeping it together, he moved it open. "Nice" He chuckled.

"Pervert" I said, placing my hands on my hips and starring up at him.

"Yep" He replied, resting his hand on my lower back. "I missed you last night"

"You're the one who didn't want me to come" I told him.

"It's not that I didn't want you there, it's just nice to have a guy outing, you know like one of your 'girl's day outs"

"Not really" I shrugged. "My girl's day out normally involve Ted"

"That doesn't surprise me" He kissed my forehead.

"Do you remember anything from being drunk last night?" I asked him.

He nodded. "I specifically remember thinking that it would be cool to speak in third person" I laughed at him. "So not to sound like the jealous husband, but what did you and Evan talk about?"

"I would make a joke right now, but we don't need a repeat of last night" I said, leaning into his arms. "We actually talked about Ted"

"Ted?" Randy scrunched up his face.

"Yeah about how he is different from what the superstars think" I told him. "See, you over-reacted last night for nothing"

"I'll accept that" He kissed me again.

"Better not waste these pancakes" I said, I went into the cabinet and brought out some whipped cream. Randy raised his brow. "What? I like whip cream on my pancakes, is that so weird?"

"Yes. You're weird" The corner of his lips tugged up into a smile.

"YOU'RE weird" I retorted, I put the whip cream up and put some on his nose. He opened his mouth n shock. "Whoops" I shrugged my shoulders innocently.

"Cute, real cute" He walked over to the kitchen and opened the cabinet, pulling out another whip cream bottle.

"Now Randall….let's not be hasty here…." He walked back over to me. He shook it. "Randall….this is childish, put it down"

"You have…..three seconds to run" He quickly threw off the cap and wielded the can in front of him like a gun. "I'm armed." He said warningly

"Your kidding me right?"

"Three."

"Randall!"

"Two."

"No please! Your scaring me! I don't like being chased"

"One."

"Oh shit!" I tried to run, but Randy grabbed me by the waist and pulled me back into him.

"Not fast enough babe" I squirmed against him as he squirted some whip cream into his hand, he then smudged it all on my face. He let me go, I looked in the mirror and gasped. I quickly shook my bottle of whip cream and went after him, we were both spraying it at the same time, it was going everywhere. Randy tugged on my dressing gown.

"Randall no!" He squirted some down there. I tugged at his boxers and started squirted. Soon enough we were covered in it. He gritted his teeth together and continue to rub it down my body, whilst I did the same to him, I rubbed it all down his chest and over his tattoos. "Randy" I giggled, wrapping my arms around his neck, he in returned wrapped them around my waist. He closed his eyes and leaned down to kiss me, I smirked and squirted his lips with whipped cream. "HA" I tried to run, but he kept a firm grip around my waist. I should of planned this better…..

"Not cool babe….not cool" He looked at his can of whipped cream, I thought he was going to squirt more on me, but he smudged more on his mouth, I starred at him, what the hell was he doing? "I think I want another kiss"

"Oh god no!" I pushed at his arm but I couldn't get out of it. "NO! I don't want a kiss!" I leaned back as far as I could until I felt Randy's creamy lips on mine. "Uhh" I said as I pulled away and wiped my mouth. "Your going to regret that Ort-"

"What have you done!" We both stopped and turned to Ted who looked mortified. "Look at this mess!"

"We'll clean it up" I told Ted. "It's no big deal"

"No big deal! Look at it! Oh my god you got it all over the carpet! OH god its everywhere! C'mon guys! Use your common sense! Get out! Get out of my lounge!" Ted growled at us.

"We will clean-"

"Out! Out! Out!"

"Ok! Ok! We're going!" I told him. "Jeez, since when was Ted such a neat freak?" I said as me and Randy walked into the bathroom. Randy shrugged and turned on the shower.

"Join me?"

"Mmm Perhaps" I teased, he unhooked my bra for me and took off his boxers, he walked in the shower and held it open for me.

"Even covered in whip cream your beautiful"

"OH MAN, ITS EVERYWHERE!" We suddenly heard Ted yell. I thought the making up would be awkward, there's nothing that a whip cream fight can't solve.