Hey guysss, sorry about how long this took.. ive been having a bit of writers block with it... i have ideas,,, i just cant get them out. ouuu and id love your opionsss on if she should whined up with cody or randy,, i have my own idea already but id love your opinions. Review pleaseee :)

“Randy what the hell are you talking about, you've got a beautiful wife and a baby at home...”

The Champion walked around her and sat down, his face falling into his hands, “I know.. that's why this is so hard. I love my family but I can't stop thinking about you, I find you absolutely intoxicating Blair and it's been killing me battling with my emotions like this.”

She moved towards the door, “I should go.”

“No please, don't.” He begged, reaching up and gripping her arm lightly. “Stay.” Randy whispered, his eyes desperately pleading with her.

Sighing she turned around to face him again, knowing that she was going to stay, but not knowing why. “Why am I not leaving right now?”

“Because you don't want to.”

No other words were spoken in that peaceful moment, instead her just took her into his embrace and let her cry against his chest. She was frustrated, and even though he didn't want to he had just made things worse, by confusing her more then ever. It was apart she had no idea what to do, so he did the only thing he could do... be there for her.

“Can I ask you something?” He said suddenly, his head resting on top of hers. Randy could feel her nod and he continued, “How come you could tell me about Jake, but not Cody?”

She shrugged, “I don't know Randy, does it really matter?”

“No I guess not,” He replied, knowing full well that in fact meant everything to him. He knew that she trusted him enough to confide in him, and maybe not telling Cody meant that she didn't feel like she could trust her own finance.

He reluctantly let go of her form, “Listen, I know you don't feel like talking about all this anymore.. I can tell when you look at me. But just promise me that if you need anything you just ask ok?” She nodded and he nodded back, “Ok.. well goodnight.” Randy said suddenly grabbing a pillow and heading towards the couch.

Pulling back the sheets she looked at him apologetically, “I feel bad taking your bed.”

“Don't,” He said with a smile. “You're pregnant and need it, my back can survive the sofa for one night. And even if you weren't pregnant.. because what are friends for?”

She smiled at him again trying to let the awkwardness of before slip away, “Thanks Randy, I'm not sure what I'd do without you right now.”

And as scary as it was for him to think about, he wasn't sure what he would do without her either. He wanted to tell her that, he wanted her to know how important to him she was.. how truly special she was and how she deserved to be treated so much better. But alas he thought he had caused enough trouble for one night and decide to for once just hold his tongue. “Goodnight Blair,” He whispered, it was his substitute sentence for what he really wanted to say and while it didn't hold the same meaningful sentiment... he thought that for now that it was just enough.

“Goodnight,” She echoed, laying her head down on the soft pillows of his bed. It was only seconds later that she was fast asleep, looking as peaceful as an angel to Randy who was trying desperately to settle on the sofa. It was proving increasingly difficult however because whether it be fate or a faulty layout his makeshift bed was facing the sleeping Blair. And he couldn't keep himself from getting up and walking over to the side of the mattress she was curled into.

Randy lingered there, just standing over her, watching her chest rise and fall... he couldn't believe that she had falling asleep so quickly, but then again he knew that all the stress on her right now must be exhausting. He didn't want to add to that stress, yet it seemed he couldn't help himself. Just like at that moment.. he couldn't wrap his mind around the fact that he was watching her like that, Randy felt creepy but was unable to stop at the same time. The St. Louis native still couldn't control himself as he kneeled down at her side, brushed the bang from her face and kissed her forehead...

It was early when Cody awoke to the sound of someone knocking loudly on the hotel door, he sat up quickly forgetting where he was and smacked his head off of the bathtub faucet. “Fuck,” He cursed, rubbing his head as he rolled out over the side of the tub to stumble to the door.

He opened it immediately and without caution, unprepared to see his cheerful mother on the other side, “Honey you look terrible...”

Cody rubbed the sleep from his eyes and moved aside to let her in, “I didn't sleep too well.”

She laughed a little, “Well you better sleep while you can sweetheart, because once the baby's here you can forget about sleeping in till noon like you do now.”

“It's noon already?” He asked groggily, searching for something to shove on.

Once again his mother laughed, “Heaven's no, it's about nine... I came to wake you early because me you and Blair have a lot of work to do. I have a cake tasting set up, and a bunch of place settings for us to choose from.. we've got a busy day ahead of us.”

“Oh.”

She kissed her son's forehead before taking off her coat as she eyed the empty bed, “Where is she?”

The young man spun around quickly, discovering that Blair was in fact gone from the mattress, “Um...”

“Well come on Cody where is she? Spit it out.”

He ran a hand back over his hair, “Um... you're not gonna like this mom.. but...”

“But what Cody, what am I not going to like?” She asked, worry cutting through her voice.

The Marietta native continued to ramble, “You see Blair ...”

“Is right here...” The blonde piped in, as she walked into the hotel room and hugged Cody's mother before moving to his side.

“Cody didn't want you too worry, but I was gone for a walk. I made him let me Michelle, I can't handle sitting still all the time.”

Cody was dumbfounded with Blair's impeccable timing, and the fact that she was putting on such a good act for his mother. She smiled at him and leaned up to kiss his check, “The fresh air was just what I needed.”

His mother was mortified, “What if you had gone into labour?”

“I had my cell phone, besides I only walked around the hotel.. I didn't stray too far.”

Mrs. Runnels shot her son a dirty look, “You should have gone with her.”

Blair sighed, “Cody needed his rest, and I need to be alone sometimes... my hormones are crazy. Anyway I made it back in one piece... so no harm no foul right?”

Shaking her head the older woman knew that there was nothing more she could say, but that didn't mean that she had to agree to it. “I'm just worried about you.. I mean all this stress from the wedding might make you go into early labour. After all that's why I'm here, so I can do all of the work. I came to take the stress off of you.”

“Thanks.” Blair said sincerely, almost choking on the irony of it all. Because what his mother didn't know was that her being there wasn't relieving any stress... it was only adding to the pile of it that the blonde was already feeling.

“Ok well enough chit chat, we've wasted enough valuable time. Grab your coats... there's a wedding to be planned.”