I only own my OC. I'd love to own Chris Jericho...but sadly he owns himself as does the WWE.

Royal Rumble

"RANDAL KEITH ORTON! GET OVER HERE NOW!" Sam screamed as Randy walked into catering with Cody Rhodes and Ted DiBiase Jr.

Randy's eyes widened as he looked over at a very angry Sam Michaels... well Irvine.

"H-Hey bestie!" Randy tried.

"Don't you "hey bestie" me, Orton!" Sam said sternly.

"Ok, Sam, look... I'm really sorry I called you worthless! It was a heat of the moment thing and I didn't mean it Sam! I'm sorry! I'm sorry, you know I'd never hurt you on purpose Sam, come on." Randy was almost pleading with her to forgive him.

"You're lucky you're fucking gorgeous Randal" Sam muttered, crossing her arms over her chest.

"So, am I forgiven?" Randy asked, wrapping his huge arms around Sam's neck.

"Ugh, fine, you're forgiven" Sam laughed, as Randy kissed her, multiple times, on the cheek.

Right as Chris walked into the room. Uh oh.

Chris shot her a look before sitting down next to Dean Malenko.

"Ignore him Sam" Randy muttered and sat down next to her as Cody and Ted sat across from us.

"I am." I sighed.

"Sam, you're 26 years old. You have so much life ahead of you alright? He's 38... His youth is running out! Ok, so even if you two do get a divorce, you'll be fine. You can get any guy you want!" Randy smiled, putting his arm around her shoulders.

Sam rolled her eyes. Even with a wife and a baby girl, Randy still flirted with her. Some things never change.

"Randy. I love you, really I do, but I'm not sleeping with you" Sam laughed.

"I- That's not- Sam- Ugh" Randy was flustered.

Sam laughed and stole a fry of Ted's plate. She winked at him as she bit it. He smiled back and looked down at his plate. Almost shy.

Sam thought it was cute... almost sexy in a way.

The four of them talked and joked for a good twenty minutes with Sam occasionally flirting harmlessly with Teddy, before Chris got up and approached the table.

"Sam, can we talk... please?"

Sam looked at Randy before answering.


She got up and led him to her "office"

She walked in first and Chris closed the door behind him.

"So, what do you want to talk about?" Sam tried to keep her voice casual.

He looked at her, almost as to say, are you kidding?

"Sam, you know what I want to talk about" Chris looked at her.

"Chris, I honestly have nothing to say to you"

"Well, I have something I need to say to you... I want the kids" He said firmly.

Sam's jaw dropped and she started shaking her head,

"NO! NO! You're not taking my kids! NO! Chris, between you and I, I'm the more stable parent... in the court of law, who do you think the judge is rule in favor of... the stable mother, or the rock star father?" Sam shot, tears starting to well up in her eyes.

"Sam, I'm taking the kids... you and Randy's little display in catering was enough to help me make up my mind. I'm fighting you for the kids"


"You two certainly didn't look like "best friends" back there" Chris sneered.

"Randy's married... and he's a father, and unlike Barbie, I wouldn't ruin someone else's marriage." Sam shot.

"Well, I'm pretty sure the judge isn't going to give our kids to a slut" Chris growled.

Sam stood up and slapped Chris as hard as she could.

"You son of a bitch." Sam yelled and stormed out of the room, leaving a regretful Chris behind her.

"I hate him so much, Randy" Sam sobbed.

"I'm gonna fucking kill him" Randy sneered, as he held his sobbing best friend.

"Randy, calm down" Cody said, seeing the veins in Randy's forehead beginning to pop out.

"Calm down? Calm down! I'll calm down after I kill him!" Randy yelled.

"Randy, please... please calm down, if you hurt him, you'll get suspended and then who will I have here to protect me?" Sam cried, looking up at him. She was still sobbing.

Randy's expression softened when he looked down at his best friend and realized how much emotional pain she was in.

"Ok. Ok. I'm sorry, I'm calming down." Randy muttered, pulling Sam closer to him.

"Ted, can you grab a bottle of water or something for her?" Randy asked, looking at him.

"Sure" His voice was gruff and Sam looked over at him.

"Hun, it's gonna be alright..." Randy cooed, still holding her.

A stage hand poked his head into the room.

"Mr. Orton, Mr. McMahon needs to see you"

Sam's face fell.

"Um, alright... Cody, just stay with her" Randy said, placing Sam on the couch and standing up.

Cody nodded and sat down next to Sam.

"Sam, I'm not really good at the whole comfort thing..."

"Don't worry Cody... It's alright... I'm not either" Sam tried to laugh and failed.

Ted walked back in and handed Sam her water.


"You're welcome, where's Randy?" Ted smiled.

"Vince wanted him..." Cody sighed.

For some reason, Sam started crying again and Cody locked up, but Ted sat down and pulled her into his arms.

"Shh... it's alright" Ted whispered.

And for some reason, it felt so right being in Ted's arms.

Sorry its soooo short. I'm having laptop issues.

Plus I'm working on 2 one-shots!

One is RandyXOC and the other is TedJrXOC.

UGH and i'm kinda getting a little bit of writers block with this story.

My uncle is gonna try and fix my stupid laptop, so I don't know when I'll be able to update this again : (