Date: Mon, 24 May 2010 17:02:25 -0500
From: Paul Tolbert <jatonblue@gmail.com>
Subject: Til A Death Do Us Part 13

Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. WWE does.

Randy's POV

"I love you." 3 simple, yet powerful words. I know that he knows that I
love him but I wanted to remind him every day that I cherish the
relationship that we have. Our relationship was fairly new and it seemed to
have rushed itself in some regards, however my feelings for him were
established a long time ago. It was bittersweet for me. I mean I'm with the
man that I love, however at what cost?

"I love you too Randy." He smiled at me. It was such a perfect smile. My
heart flutters when he tells me he loves me. I wonder if the same thing
happens to him...

We sat outside on the balcony of the hotel we were staying at, watching the
busy street below. It was a perfect sunny day, people leaving for work,
kids going to school. We decided to take an extended vacation from the WWE
whilst I was healing from my injuries. Rey insisted that we stay in Los
Angeles. I knew all too well why...

"Rey dear?"

"Yeah Ran?"

"You don't have to do this to yourself." I was killing him and I knew it.

"What do you mean?" He knew exactly what I meant. I knew he wanted to avoid
talking to me about it so I didn't press the issue. My only concern right
now is for Rey's well-being. He had every right to stay behind. I just
didn't want him to be so invested into it... into him...I seen the way he's
been these past couple of hours. My baby is suffering on the inside. He's
depressed and feels lonely. You're not alone Rey... I'm here for you.

"How are you feeling Rey?" I asked him.

"I'm fine Randy. Really." I knew he was just saying that to ease my
concerns. It only inflamed them.

Rey's POV

Randy. I love him. Simple words. I knew that we were moving rather quickly
though, considering...

I just couldn't help the way I was feeling. Deep down I knew that I liked
him before all of this happened. I guess I kept it repressed for Dave's
sake. Dave...

"How are you feeling Rey?" Randy asked me.

"I'm fine Randy. Really." That was a lie. I couldn't tell him how I really
felt. That I didn't feel angry or upset. Rather I felt concerned. Concerned
for the man I once called my lover. Dave.

The judge ordered a hearing today and I was a nervous wreck. I wanted to
go. Randy of course didn't like that. He wanted me to distance myself from
the trial as much as possible. He was upset when I asked him to complete
his rehab in LA, where Dave was being held. I knew he cared for me and just
wanted me to not worry but I couldn't help it. Dave and I have so much
history. Even after all he's done... God what's wrong with me!

*Ring* *Ring*

My phone ranged. I checked the caller ID. Hunter.

"Yeah Hunt?"

"Hey Rey. Listen it's almost time... Are you still sure about this? You can
always—"

"I'm sure Hunter" I could feel Randy's stare piercing through me. He wanted
to know what Hunter and I were discussing. He knew it had something to do
with Dave's hearing today.

"OK. So how do you want to play this?"

"Randy and I will be there. I see you then." I hung up. Randy shifted in
his seat. I knew he was upset. I didn't know how he could keep his anger
inside. I mean Dave tried to kill him. Twice! How was he managing to keep
his cool? Was he doing it for me?

"Is it time?" He asked me. I nodded. "OK let's go."

Randy's POV

We arrived at the courthouse to a swarm of press and security. The WWE has
taken a hit over this, partly because they allowed someone mentally
deranged to work for them. Vince held several press conferences to try and
downplay their role and distance themselves from my attack. Bastard.

"Mr. Orton! How do you feel about the surprise hearing today?"

"Mr. Orton, are you expected to speak during the hearing?"

"Mr. Orton any comment regarding rumors that Dave Bautista will be declared
not guilty due to mental defect?"

I held on to Rey tightly. I could feel him shaking against me. He held his
head down as reporters rushed up to him and began asking questions about
his relationship with Dave and our newly established one. I could tell he
wanted to get in the courthouse as soon as possible.

"REY! Charlie from TMZ any comment?"

"GET AWAY FROM HIM!" I began to shove through the mass of bodies, holding
on to Rey for dear life. This was exactly was I was afraid of. Deep down
however I wanted to be here. I wanted to stare down the man that tried to
murder me. I kept all my anger and hatred inside for Rey's sake. I needed
to be strong for him. I knew he was hurting. I couldn't let him see me like
that.

As soon as we got inside I pulled Rey into the nearest bathroom. He needed
time to recover.

"Are you—"

"I'M FINE RANDY! Please just leave me alone OK?" OK Rey. I'm sorry.

I wiped drops of tears away from his soft quivering cheek. I was about to
pull away when he grabbed on to me and held me tightly, refusing to let
go. Rey...

I lifted his head gently and kissed his lips softly. It's OK baby. I'm here
for you.

"I'm ready." He says to me.

"You sure?" He nodded.

We stood outside the courtroom doors waiting to be let in. Rey held on to
my hand. I slightly squeezed it to calm his nerves, and my own.

"OK you two can enter." The guard said to us. We went inside.

I saw Hunter sitting on the Prosecutor's side near the front talking with
the ADA. I lead Rey to where he was sitting. He turned his attention to us
as we neared.

"How are you guys?" He asked softly. I looked down at Rey, who held his
attention to the entrance near the bench. In a few minutes Dave would walk
through those doors.

"We're fine." I assured Hunter.

"OK." He looked at Rey who continued to stare at the door.

We sat down and waited for the hearing to begin. I could hear the bussiling
around of the courtroom where reporters were awaiting the arrival of Dave
inside. How was Rey going to handle seeing Dave again after all this time?
I knew this wasn't going to end well.

Moments later the back left door of the courtroom opened. Rey sharply stood
up and looked on with intensity as a large man wearing an orange jumpsuit
walked through the door. Dave.

He was in chains and stepped lightly as he was lead into the courtroom by 2
federal agents. He kept his head down. He looked rough; he'd not shaven in
weeks it looked like. I kept my eyes on Dave as Rey grabbed my hand and
held it tightly. I stood up and wrapped my arm around his waist. As soon as
Dave was lead to the defense side of the aisle where his lawyer sat he
turned around and looked dead in our direction... and smiled.

Rey's POV

There he is. Dave, my former love. A killer. He looked awful. He stared at
me and smiled. A sick, twisted smile. I could feel Randy hold on to me
tightly as I squeezed his hand. I knew Dave was being watched closely by
the agents and couldn't hurt me, but I still felt scared. I avoided direct
eye contact. I could feel his strong presence. It was overwhelming.

"Rey...?"

"I'm OK Randy."

"That sick fuck..." Hunter whispered.

"ALL RISE!" Here comes the Judge.

An Asian woman wearing a black judge's robe walked through the door and sat
at her bench.

"PLEASE BE SEATED" The bailiff instructed.

"Thank you ladies and gentlemen. As you all are well aware this is a
hearing. The defense has petitioned the court to decide if David Michael
Bautista is mentally fit to stand trial. Of course the prosecution argues
that Mr. Bautista is indeed mentally fit—"

I tuned out what was going on around me. I just continued to stare at Dave,
who stole glances towards Randy and I every few seconds. Every time he
looked our way he smiled. I could tell he believed that he was going to get
off. That couldn't happen. I wasn't going to let it. I looked at Randy who
kept his eyes on Dave, staring through him with those intense blue eyes.

"—It is my ruling that David Michael Bautista will undergo a court
ordered mental evaluation to determine if he is indeed mentally unfit to
stand trial. With that being said court is adjourned."

"ALL RISE!"

"You can't let him get away with this!" Randy shouted at the judge. "He's
faking!"

"Mr. Orton you're out of order!" The Judge shouted back. She banged her
gavel on the wooden desk before her several times.

Dave cleared his throat and spoke softly. "Calm down Randy."

"FUCK YOU!" Randy rushed towards Dave. The agents quickly grabbed Randy and
cuffed him. Reporters around us were snapping away and gasping. Randy was
giving them the scoop of their careers.

"Get him out of here." The judge instructed. Randy was led out of the
courtroom, screaming at Dave, who merely roared in laughter. Hunter stood
up and grabbed my arm.

"Let's get out of here Rey." I nodded as Hunter led me out of the
courtroom.

"I love you Rey! Til death do us part baby!" I heard Dave say as I opened
the door. I paused. Even now those words still make me shutter. Those 3
simple words...

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