So here it is, guys, the epilogue. And because of your overwhelming response, there will be a sequel. But it won't be right away. Upon request, I'm going to try and work on Hired Help, another Randy story, so if you love Randy like I do keep an eye out for updates on that. Also, another thing to look out for, is a story called One in a Million. It is about Randy, just because he seems like the perfect character for every storyline that crosses my mind right now. And before, I sadly end this story of Alex, Jayda and the beautiful Randy Orton, I want to say thank you to everyone who has read, reviewed and loved my stories. Thanks again, and don't forget to review.
Epilogue: Randy's P.O.V.
April 1, 2005: Randy's 25th Birthday
Tonight is a night for relaxation.
After the custody trial, my life has been a whirlwind. Just a couple days after the trial had ended; I was back on the road again, building my storyline for my title win. After Summerslam, I was thrown into a new feud with Paul and it just seemed like my life was a constant blur. I would go days even weeks without talking to my girls back home.
But, Alex was so supportive. She took Jayda into her own home while I was away. And when I would come home, there they were, waiting for me. It felt so great to have people to come home to, people who love you.
Things weren't always happy though, there were many downs over the last few months. The clinic that Alex worked at wasn't making enough money and was shut down, leaving her jobless. I gave her money to help take care of Jayda and she combined that with what her mother left her when she died.
Another tragedy struck Alex's life just a couple of weeks ago. Sheri, Alex's "step-mom" as she called her, passed away due to a heart attack. Alex was devastated. She was put in charge of making the arrangements for Sheri's funeral and shortly after the funeral; she and Jayda came on the road with me and have been with me ever since.
I look out my window and see the bright lights of Hollywood lighting up the sky. We're here a couple days in advance for Wrestlemania 21. And tonight, I plan on making all of our troubles go away.
I turn around to see Jayda running to me. "What munchkin?" I ask picking her up.
"Happy Birthday, Daddy!" she says to me for the twentieth time today.
I laugh at her and give her a kiss on the cheek. "Thank, babe."
"You look very handsome," she tells me. "But I thought girls were supposed to wear pink," she says as she tugs the collar of my pink dress shirt.
"Well, usually it is, but Alex thinks that Daddy looks the best in his pink shirt so that's why he's wearing it," I tell her as I set her on the bed. "Now are you going to be good for Uncle Dave and Aunt Trish while Alex and Daddy go out?"
"Yeah, Trish says that we are going to do makeovers."
"Okay, well Daddy is going to have to tell Trish that they better be washed off by the time we pick you up tomorrow," I smile and walk over to the closed bathroom door. Alex has been in there for nearly an hour. "Hey, baby, you almost ready to go?"
"Yeah, I'm ready," she says and opens the door.
My jaw inadvertently drops to the floor.
"I'm hoping that's a good thing," she laughs while lifting my chin back up so my mouth is closed.
"Oh, yeah, it's definitely a good thing," I say, checking her out. She's in a simple black dress that stops just above her knees. The thin straps tie in the back of her neck, showing off her toned shoulders and back. Her hair is curled and put up with a couple of loose strands framing her face. I place a light kiss on her lips before taking her hand in mine. "Come on, munchkin, we're going to go to Dave and Trish's room now."
"Okay," she says and grabs her little backpack and slings it over her shoulder.
We walk down the hall to drop Jayda off at her sitters' for the night.
"Now, you two behave yourselves," Dave tells us." I don't want you running off and getting married or anything,"
"Oh, I don't know where they would get that idea from," Trish smiles up at him.
"I don't think you have to worry about that just yet," Alex reassures them.
Dave sends me a knowing glance as I just raise my eyebrows as if I have no idea what he's insinuating.
"We'll be back in the morning," I tell them. "You be good, munchkin, you hear me? I don't want any bad reports."
"What are you talking about, Daddy? I'm always good," she says in all seriousness.
"Yeah, sure, come give me a kiss."
She runs over to me and gives me a peck on the lips before running back inside the room with Trish following closely behind.
"We'll see you tomorrow," Alex tells Dave as we walk away and he closes the door.
"Finally, alone," I say to her as we enter the elevator, pulling her in for a kiss. "What do you say we just head back to our room?"
"Hell no, Orton. I spent over an hour on my hair and I want as many people as possible to see it," she tells me.
"Maybe I just want you to look this sexy for me, as my birthday present," I reply, smirking seductively.
"Don't worry you'll get your own little show later."
We walk arm in arm through the lobby and to the awaiting limo. We pull up to the restaurant that I had made reservations at and we are led to the back, next to the doors of the patio that allowed us to breath in the cool April breeze.
We order our food and eat silently, but nothing needs to be said as each of us gives the other loving glances. After the waiter removes our plates, Alex looks at me and takes my hand.
"Randy, you know I've been thinking a lot lately about everything that's happened. The clinic closing up, and Sheri, and I've realized that you can't take anything for granted in life," she says diverting her sapphire eyes to her purse before picking it up. "And that's why I've done this." She reaches into it and pulls out a stack of papers ands hands them to me.
I turn them face down on the table and turn to her. "I don't know what these are but I do know that I can't wait anymore."
She looks at me thoroughly confused. I stand up and pull her to her feet. I reach into my pocket and pull out the small velvet box before dropping to one knee. "You're right," I tell her as I open the box and she gasps. "You can't take anything for granted. That's why I am asking you now, Alexandra Marie Carpenter, will you make this the best birthday I've ever had and be me wife?"
"Of course, Randy," she says as she throws her arms around my neck and crashes her lips on mine.
I stand up from kneeling on the floor and slide the ring on her finger. 'She hasn't noticed yet,' I think to myself. "So, what do you think?" I ask holding her hand closer to her face.
She opens her mouth in shock once again. "My grandmother's ring. How did you get it?"
"Well, Miss Carpenter, you should seriously think about putting a lock on the cabinet in the back of your closet," I say smiling at her. "You don't mind that I used this do you? I just thought that you would like the tradition of it."
"Randy, I couldn't ask for more, but now my present," she says and picks up the papers on the table. "Read them."
I take them and study them carefully. I read them, unbelieving what was written on them. "Are you sure?" is all I can manage to say.
She nods her head. "I want to adopt Jayda as my own. I want us to be a family. All you have to do is sign."
"We already are a family, baby, but if it'll make you happy to make it official," I tell her pulling a pen out of my pocket and sign the papers, "then I have no problem with it."
I lay some money on the table as she picks up the papers and her purse and we head back to the limo. She leans against me as we enjoy the ride back to the hotel. About halfway back, Alex speaks up.
"I guess Jayda will finally get her wish."
I smile and kiss the top of her head. "Yeah, I guess so. And so will I."
The End- until the sequel anyway.