Cracks in the Crystal

Seven

Randy had studiously ignored all questions about what had happened earlier in the day. It hadn't taken long at all for word to spread that he and Paul had gotten into it backstage and speculation was rife within the WWE. Anyone that'd asked had simply been told to fuck off because it was none of their Goddamn business and Randy was not about to let his personal life be aired out like that. Not to mention the kind of damage it'd do to Stephanie's reputation either.

It was why he was headed into the hotel bar; hopefully he'd be able to get away from the nosy little fuckers he worked with. He was also frustrated at the fact he hadn't been able to talk to Stephanie at all during the night. She had been unreachable all night and Randy was sure it had to have something to do with Vince.

The old man had basically read him the riot act when he'd finally gotten him alone and it'd taken everything Randy had to just stand there and take it. He hadn't exactly expected it but he was by no means surprised by it either. McMahon had been fuming and Randy wasn't quite stupid enough to say anything back to him for fear of losing his job.

He needed a drink desperately but as he saw Stephanie sitting by the bar he realized he needed to talk to her more. He made his way over to her quickly; glad the bar didn't have many people in it, surprising for this time of night honestly. He sat in the seat beside her, waiting for her to notice him but realized she wouldn't because she looked completely lost in thought.

"Why did you tell Paul?" he asked bluntly, watching as she took a moment to turn to him. He watched her wince and figured the bruise on his face looked pretty nasty at this point. He rolled his eyes in frustration however when she shrugged.

"Not now Randy," she told him and it angered him slightly.

"Yes now," he hissed out, turning to glare at her now. He wasn't really angry with her, he could never be angry with Stephanie truth be told but he was frustrated and annoyed and he just wanted an answer. "Why the fuck would you tell him? Everything was fine Steph…" he continued. He was genuinely confused about why she would tell her husband about them; it was something he never expected her to do. Even if things ended between them he had been sure they were a secret she'd take to her grave.

Stephanie took a long sip from her drink as she contemplated telling him the reason she'd told Paul. She hadn't planned on telling him but here he was asking her outright why she'd done it and she couldn't say no to him. That was the reason she was in this predicament honestly because she couldn't say no to him, even when she knew she should.

"I thought I might be pregnant Randy. I'm not, obviously," she gestured towards her drink as she spoke. "But it made me realize how stupid and selfish I was being. If I had been pregnant…I'm not sure I'd have told him. He'd have loved that baby and I wouldn't have known who the father was. Do you realize how wrong it is that I even thought about lying to him like that? That's not me Randy. I had to tell him," she told him softly, disgust and shame evident in her voice.

Randy sat there for a moment processing what she'd just told him. She had thought she could be pregnant? That was huge and he couldn't help but feel like she wasn't going to tell him if she had been. She could have been pregnant with his child and she wasn't even going to tell him and that hurt. He thought he meant at least something to her but it certainly wasn't feeling like it.

"You wouldn't have told me either," he stated, glaring at her again.

Stephanie rolled her eyes choosing not to answer him and instead finished off her drink. She took a deep breath turning to look at him fully, smiling sadly. "Randy it doesn't matter what I would or wouldn't have done. It's in the past...just like we need to be. We can't keep sleeping together anymore. I need to fix things with Paul and save my marriage and I can't do that if…we're still…doing what we were doing," she tells him as gently as she can.

She watches as he begins to glare at her again. She knew he wouldn't take this well but it had to end. There was no way she was going to continue putting her marriage in jeopardy, not anymore at least.

"Steph," he sighed, sounding almost pleading as he reached out to take her hand.

As soon as he touched her Stephanie felt her resolve weakening just a little. It was obvious Randy's feelings for her were deeper then just sex but that was all it was to her. He was something she shouldn't have but wanted anyway, emotions did not play a very big part in this for her.

"Don't do this Randy," she breathed, looking up at him knowingly.

Randy couldn't help himself; the thought of never having her again actually hurt him. He wanted far more then she would or could give to him but that didn't stop him from wanting her. He pressed his lips against her ear as he whispered to her.

"Just once more Steph. If you're really ending it, let me have you one last time."

Stephanie bit her lip at his words, a shiver running through her body as she pulled back a little. She knew she shouldn't, her life and marriage were already a mess; what would one more time really change though? She bit her lip as she looked at him, eyes connecting as she nodded her head.

"Okay."

AN: Bet that was a surprise? Also, Steph is making a lot of bad decisions.

Hope you enjoyed. Please review. :) LT.