A/N: This is the last chapter of this story. Thanks to everyone who has read and reviewed it. I hope that you've enjoyed the story, and let me know what you thought of it. I don't know if I'll write anymore Randy/Trish stories, but if you want more, again, let me know. :)
Sorry this is so short, but I really think the climax was the last chapter and this is more like the epilogue, if that makes sense.
The buzz that Trish was feeling as she stood there in that ring was incredible. It was like nothing she had ever felt before. She was well-schooled in winning, having been a Women's Title holder, but this was strange. It was like a tingling undulating up her body, making her shake with anticipation, of what she wasn't sure. But she knew that anticipation was running through her body.
"So how do you feel?" Randy whispered into her ear.
"Incredible," she said simply as she witnessed the carnage in the ring.
"So did you have any idea they had planned all of this?"
"No clue," Trish laughed. "Leave it to our friends to plan something this elaborate behind our back. I was just as scared as you were when Stephanie got kidnapped. I had no idea it was by her father and brother."
"Me neither, but it was genius, and it gave us all of this," Randy said, gesturing a little towards his fallen former comrades. "I'm glad I was able to get back at Hunter for hurting you."
"I'm glad you were too," Trish said, turning to look at her friends who were all grinning in their direction. They only now realized that the show had ended and people were filing out of the arena quickly and noisily.
"Have you decided to come back from whatever planet you were on?" Lita asked with a smirk.
"Shut up," Trish said good-naturedly. "Sue me for being a little bit happy…finally."
"Finally is right," Chris said. "Do you know how long we've had to work for this moment right here? I'm talking long nights."
"Oh yeah, so long," Stephanie said, draping herself over Chris's shoulder. "They were just a bear."
"Shut up," Chris said good-naturedly. "It was fine you guys, we wanted you to be happy and we wanted Hunter to pay and he got both, so let's get the hell out of here before these guys wake up and decide they want to kick our asses."
The six of them exited the ring, Shane, Vince, and Dave having left earlier. Trish wrapped both her arms around Randy's waist as they took the lead up the ramp. Randy let his arm fall across her shoulder as she leaned into him. Behind them, Christian, Lita, Chris, and Stephanie all looked at each other knowingly. They finally wouldn't have to deal with any of the secrets and planning and best of all, Randy and Trish were free to be together. Randy and Trish didn't even notice the foursome had stopped backstage to talk as they were in their very own world.
"So how long do we get to tease them for being in the honeymoon period of the relationship?" Christian asked.
Lita hit him lightly in the chest, "We're not going to tease them."
"Oh hell yeah we are," Chris said, slapping a high five with Christian. Stephanie rolled her eyes and Chris gave her an impish grin. "Oh come on, after Trish found out about us being back together, finding your panties on my floor, the least we can do is give it as good as we got it."
"People would've found out anyways, it's not nice to tease," she said as she spied Randy and Trish making out against the wall down the hallway. "Look at how sweet they are. How could you want to make fun of that?"
"Because I don't need to see people making out," Christian said, looking over his shoulder. "That's why I have a girlfriend."
"Oh, is THAT why I'm your girlfriend?" Lita asked. "We're going to head on out guys, but congratulations again on the engagement."
"Thanks guys," Chris said as Christian and Lita left. He turned to Stephanie. "What do you say we take their lead?"
"I'd like that," Stephanie said, glancing back at Randy and Trish. "I'm happy for them."
"I'm happy for them too, but you know who I'm more happy for?" Chris asked as Stephanie shrugged. "You and me, we're home free."
Randy pulled away from Trish and leaned his forehead against hers. She looked up at him with dreamy eyes. He tucked a piece of hair behind her ear and she caressed his face. Yes, it was cheesy, yes it was cliché, but it was the first time that he had been able to do that without wondering if they were going to get caught. He'd gladly say every stupid, moronic, cliché thing right now and do anything and everything cheesy if it meant he could be right in front of her, in the hallway at the arena doing it to her.
"This is new," she said sweetly.
"Yeah, but you better get used to it," he told her huskily.
"So would say that we're not official, or am I being too forward."
"Hmm, after what happened in the ring? I don't think you're being very forward at all."
"Good," she said, kissing him. "So what are we going to do for our friends to make up for this?"
"No clue, but that doesn't matter right now," Randy told her.
"It doesn't?" she asked, raising one eyebrow.
"We matter right now, and what really, REALLY matters is the fact that for the first time in a long time, I don't have to share my hotel room with anyone. I think that's a really good thing if you ask me."
"Oh, that IS a really good thing," Trish said, running her hands across the top of his jeans.
"So," she said to him, "starting something good here right?"
"Great, I'm liking that word."
"And I'm liking the idea of you and me in my hotel room."
"Doing what?" Randy kissed her to give her a preview. Trish wrapped her arms around him and held him tightly as they started making out again. They were so wrapped up in each other, they didn't see Dave walking down past them. But he just rolled his eyes, laughing to himself, glad they were happy, but not glad he'd have to see this.
So he walked past and leaned towards them, "Get a room."
And they did.