He's true to his word. The following night, at the Raw taping, he drops the title to Dolph in an amazing match. I don't go to ringside with them, I can't, I'm a mess. Hunter makes some excuse to the crowd about me being injured, and Layla cuts an awesome promo in the ring setting up a rematch, but I don't appear. I didn't sleep last night, Randy was snoring by the time I got back in the room so I curled up next to him and listened to him and Dessie having a good nights sleep. I watch from catering as Dean heads back to his locker room, hugging everyone and shaking hands as he walks. I can tell he's struggling to hold it together too. One more night of tapings and then it's over. He'll be here tomorrow because of the drinks afterwards, but he's not appearing on the show. I wait until he's out of sight before heading back to my locker room with Dessie. I'm packed and ready to go by the time Randy comes back. He looks at me and grabs his stuff straight away. "I'm, uh, going out tonight Tor" he says quietly. I nod and walk out to the car with Destiny.
He gets showered and changed as soon as we get in the hotel room. "I'll see you later" he says kissing my head. I force a smile and watch as he leaves the room. I curl up on the bed and cry myself to sleep, only to be woken up what seems like a few minutes later by a bang at the door. "You sure it's this one Cesaro?" Dean slurs. "Nobody is in there, nobody is answering." I hold my breath as I hear footsteps walking away from the door. I quickly check Destiny, she's still fast asleep. She's like her papa, could sleep through anything. I curl up again and I'm asleep straight away.
Randy wakes me up creeping in the next morning. The room is lit by bright sunlight. "What time is it?" I ask rubbing my eyes. "8" he says kissing my head. I nod. "Im gonna shower quickly before she wakes" I say. He nods and lies on the bed watching Destiny sleep. I shower and get dressed quickly, heading back into the bedroom. Randy is feeding Destiny on the bed. I lean on the doorframe and smile. "Suits you" I say looking at him. He grins. "Anything for this little one" he says leaning down and kissing her head. She gurgles and spits milk at him. I can't help it. I laugh. He looks at me and then he laughs too. "Tor" he groans. "You have no idea how good it is to hear you laugh. I thought that sound was as extinct as the dodo." I smile. "Who knows?" I say. "It might be the last time it's heard." He shakes his head. "Go to the bar tonight" he begs. I shake my head, horrified at the thought. "I can't" I say quietly. "We've said our goodbye, I don't need to go." "You do" he says. "Be there for him Tor. Please?" "One drink" I say. "And then I'm coming back to be with my daughter, to let her know that she has one parent who won't desert her." "So we're at the bitter stage already are we?" he says harshly, laying Dessie on the bed. He walks over to me and grabs my arm, leading me to the mirror. "See that stubborn woman in there?" he asks. "You wanna blame someone Tor, blame her. Not Jon. He is doing the only thing he knows. He's running. Because that's the only thing that's going to stop you two killing each other with these attitudes. You're both on a self destruct course, and it seems like for once Ambrose knows what he's gotta do to stop it. Now will you fucking wise up and realise that you need to act too? Before it's too fucking late." He walks into the bathroom and slams the door, leaving me watch the tears roll down my reflections face.
I get a cab to the arena with Dessie, I haven't spoken to Randy since his little outburst. I carry her into the divas locker room, smiling as Layla rushes over to me. "You look like shit Torrie" she says looking at me. I smile. "Don't mince your words will you El?" I say, slumping onto the bench. She takes Destiny from me and sits next to me. "When are you gonna ask him not to go?" she asks softly. I shake my head. "I'm not" I say looking at her. "How can I ask him that? This is what he wants Layla, this is what he chose. I'm not gonna stand in his way." She shakes her head. "You're fucking crazy Torrie" Eva pipes up. "Anyone can see that's what he's waiting for. Those three words from you and he'd change his plans in a heartbeat. Don't. Go. Jon. That's all it's gonna fucking take, and you're too stubborn and up your own ass to see it. He's giving all this up, and he's doing it for you, and for the wrong reason. Wise the fuck up will you?" She stands up and walks out, slamming the door behind her. "I never liked her" Layla says quietly. "But inside me, right now, there is a huge fangirl for Eva Marie. She's got the balls to say what none of us will. And you know what Tor? She's absolutely fucking right." I nod. "I know she is" I say, standing up and taking Dessie from her. "But I'm not gonna do it." I kiss Destiny and carry her out of the locker room, heading for catering.
"Torrie!" Dean yells. I spin around and smile as he runs towards me. "Can I?" he asks, nodding towards Destiny. I nod and hand her to him, smiling as she smiles at him. "She's gonna miss you" I say quietly. He nods. "I'm gonna miss her too" he says, smiling as she grips on to his finger. "It's gonna take some getting used to, not seeing her every day." I nod. "I was just headed to catering" I say. He nods. "Can I keep her with me?" he asks looking up at me. "Just for tonight, while you're in the ring and stuff. Please?" I nod. "Ok" I say quietly. He smiles. "Come see uncle Ro and uncle Seth" he says turning away and walking back towards his locker room. I watch until I can't see him any more and then make my way to catering.