A/N: General Hospital inspired me to write this. I like Randy, and I dig the mob, I figured why not put 'em both together huh? Read, review and enjoy as always.

"We are standing outside Hollow's Courthouse where alleged mob boss Randy Orton has just been acquitted of 4 counts of extortion, 6 counts of racketeering and 3 counts of murder. Let's listen in..." The reporter turned around and faced the court steps where a few men and a woman stood.

"I had no doubt in my mind that justice would prevail here today, but I just wanna say I could not have gotten through this trying time if it weren't for my great lawyer, Brandon Giordano," Randy put a hand on the shoulder of the nodding man next to him. "And especially if it weren't for my wife, Claudia..." Randy turned and gazed at the woman on the step above him. She shyly smiled at him when he winked at her before he turned back to the crowd. "I'd like to thank everyone for their support, and I would ask that you please respect my family's privacy at this time. Thank you." Randy took Claudia's hand and led them down the steps into the swarms of reporters.

"Mr. Orton, were you ever concerned about being convicted?"

"Mr. Orton, is it true you paid a number of witnesses for their silence?"

"Mrs. Orton, is there any truth in your father heading an organization?"

Randy pushed through the crowd and got into the back of a black SUV.


"I know they get paid to be nosy, they get paid to be obnoxious too?" Randy asked as he loosened his tie. Claudia kept quiet and looked out the window as they drove off.

"Hey, thank you." Randy put a hand on her bare leg.

"Don't thank me, Brandon's the one that got you off." Claudia replied.

"Oh don't be like that."

"Like what?" She asked.

"Look, it's been a rough couple of months, let's just take care of each other now, ok?" Randy pressed his temple against hers.


The SUV pulled up to a gate which they briefly paused at and drove up to the front of a large stone house. Randy got out first then helped Claudia down. She subtely sighed when she saw the number of cars in the long driveway; she wasn't in the mood for celebrating Randy getting away with things she knew he did.


"Heard the good news." Claudia smiled at the voice coming from the foyer of the house. "Didn't doubt you for a second." Adam smiled and slapped hands with Randy. Adam was his right hand man, his enforcer, but above all else, he was Claudia's best friend.

"I know you didn't." Randy smiled.

"And you..." Adam held out his arms to wrap around Claudia.

"I wish you could've been there." She said, still holding him.

"Me too, but it's over now, and we're gonna make sure it doesn't happen again." Adam assured her, brushing her bangs away from her face.

"I'm holding you to it." Claudia said.

"I know it. Hey, there's a party out there for you man, let's go." Adam pointed behind him where the hallway led to the living and kitchen which led outside to the deck.

"That's great man, I really appreciate, but I think me and Claudia need some time alone first..." Randy said, Claudia's eyes shifted between the two. Adam easily got the hint and nodded.

"Not a problem, I'll keep the guests outta your way." Adam said as he turned to walk back to the living room.

"Good lookin' out, man." Randy said. She grabbed Claudia's hand and took her upstairs.


"Ah, fuck baby." Randy growled as he thrusted into her. She blankly stared up at the ceiling and listened to the sound of the headboard knocking against the wall. She let out deep breath and wrapped her hands around his forearms.

"Claudia, damnit!" Randy let out a low groan before he collapsed on her. She lay perfectly still until he rolled off her. He looked over at her and sighed.

"It could be better for you if you tried." He said.

"I'm sorry." Claudia pulled at sheet over her and rolled on her side. Randy got up and started getting dressed.

"Get cleaned up, we got company." Randy said as he tucked his shirt in his pants.


Claudia came down the steps in the family room and saw Adam standing next to the pool table.

"Hey." She said.

"Hey, you ok?" He asked.

"I'm fine. Where's Randy?"

"Some of the associates from Jersey wanted to talk." He said. And by talk, he meant talk business, and by business he meant the next shipment of weapons Randy was to expect.

"Oh." Claudia murmured, then put her head down.

"Hey, you're ok. We're all gonna be ok." Adam put a hand on the back of her neck and rubbed.

"I hope so."