I Can't Love

Summary: Camille a shy girl from Austin, Texas comes to the WWE where her Adoptive Father the Undertaker gets her a job. But in a different show, Raw that is. Good thing her best guy friend 'The Viper' Randy Orton is there. But when she meets John Cena, will her past leave so she can become the strong independent woman she really is and open her heart. John Cena X OC, Randy X Mickie.

Note: Okay this is my first fan-fic and I am rewriting this story again trying to fix my mistakes a bit. I hope you guys like it. To my old readers who re-read this, I hope you guys like it.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything from the WWE. I only own Camille and other OC I bring in.

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Name: Camille Callaway

Hair/Eye Color: Onyx/ Brown

Description: Camille is 5'4 is beautiful and curvy, she has long hair.

Theme Song: Forgive Me

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I Can't Love

Chapter One: Welcome To The WWE

WWE Headquarters

The woman that walked the WWE Headquarters to the naked-eye she seemed rather independent and confident. But, how wrong could they be? She was standing 5'4, with long onyx-hair and the darkest chocolate eyes you had anyone seen. She was small built with curves in the right place.

Weird thing that even with being the package meaning she was beautiful, charming and knew how to fight. Who wouldn't with the Undertaker as her adoptive Father and trainer; yeah the 'Deadman' is her adoptive Father.

She loved the business as a child, this of course caused fights with some kids in the neighborhood, at age 13, she began to train and had been doing so by the Dead-man's tutelage. Now at 24 she got the offer by Vince McMahon himself. She just hoped, she was in Smack-Down with her Godfather.

Walking into the main office, she was met by the Dead-Man himself standing there waiting for her. Out-off character she ran toward him the green eyes looked at her with an amuse gaze. She hugged him tightly.

"Hey Papa, I'm so happy to see you again." She whispered. Hearing a soft chuckle as her answer, she craned her neck to see the Big Man.

"It's nice to see you again, Camille." He told her. "Come, Vince is waiting and God knows that man isn't patient." Camille chuckled a bit.

Going inside the office, Camille became the closed-off shy girl she had always been. She was aware that she was confident, but it was the nerves of being so close to her dream. Also—something she didn't care to remember now. Getting her thoughts backing order, she saw the owner of the WWE Vince or 'Gramps' like she called him since being a little girl.

"Hello Camille is nice to see you again." Vince extended his hand and she knew now it wasn't—fun old Vince- but the serious one the man that owned wrestling to the world. She took his hand and shook it tightly. Vice smiled at her impressed by the hand-shake and motioned for her to see down.

"Mark." He said and motioned for The Undertaker to take a seat as well. With everyone sitting down, he began to speak. "Well Camille is nice to have you on board, Mark don't kill me, but Camille you will debut on Raw I want to see, what you are made of."

Camille didn't want to but she turned to see Mark giving a deadly glare to Vince, so to safe Vince, she began to talk.

"All right, Vince I am happy to be on-board and I have to start somewhere." She replied calmly. Vince gave her an appreciative gaze and Mark seemed to be calmer after her words as if understanding where she was coming from.

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After the very awkward meeting both Camille and Mark came out. Mark was angry but he understood that Vince was planning to get Camille out of her 'shy-shell' it worried him because she would be in Raw away from him. He was aware that she could take care of herself. But a Father's worry is a Father's worry. He looked over at Camille and she seemed to be lost in her own thoughts. He still remembered when He and Sara got the call. It was the scariest thing in the world if he ever were to admit; her parents dying in a car-crash leaving her orphan. So he and Sara adopted her and he loved her as if she was his own flesh and blood. He went through everything with her, from fights with neighborhood kids, to that nightmare he never wanted to remember.

"Camille?" he said getting her attention. "Are you okay with this?"

Camille was startle when she heard Mark's voice; she looked at him and smiled.

"I'm okay, Papa." She told him. "Plus if I remember correctly Randy is over there."

Mark rolled his eyes, he never understood, how in the hell Randy Orton and Camille became the best of friends. One day he brought her during their feud and the next she was best friends with him. The only thing the Undertaker was thankful for was that Orton would beat the dead-lights out of anyone who mess with her.

"Papa, don't roll your eyes, Randy is good anyways." Camille told him.

"Right." Undertaker said sarcastically. "That is the reason he is called the Viper."

"You really, shouldn't talk Dead-man." She answered and giggled. They both back quietly to the hotel-rooms they had rented for the night.

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A Few Days Later

It was finally time for her to leave; the good thing was that the show as being held in Austin, Texas and it was a three-hour show. It meant that her 'Dad' was going to be there. She arrived at the hotel she was going to be sharing with Randy, since she had called and he had asked or more like ordered:

'I don't want, anyone hitting on my best friend.' It had been his excuse.

Walking inside the room, she was met by a large bear-hug by Randy. She had to hit him a bit in the back for he to let go.

"Sorry Cam, it's just been long." He said in defense.

"I know Randall, it was you who didn't call—yeesh someone gets a posse and he forgets his friends." Camille told him.

"Oh Cammy come on it wasn't my fault, unlike you—I don't have the Undertaker as my Dad to over-protect me." he joked and gave her the 'puppy-eye' look so she gave up.

"Fine Randy, I forgive you." She said with a smile. "But we should go, I don't want to be late on my first day." She told him with fake anger coloring her voice and he laughed.

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Arriving at the Arena, she began to get nervous. Randy grabbed her hand to reassure him before he told her.

"You'll do great, Cam, come on." he said before getting out of the car and opening her door. Inside the building she noticed some of the people looking in her direction and she could tell the emotions in their faces 'Jealousy' was a big one, she was wondering why? She got the answer walking in-front of her.

RANDY ORTON

Camille was aware that Randy was popular with the ladies, she had forgotten, how much? As they got to their locker room, they were met by her Papa. He gave Randy a nod and he walked inside. Unlike a few people and Randy nobody knew the Undertaker was her adoptive Father, she liked to keep it that way.

"Good luck in you match tonight Camille, Maryse is a good opponent." He told her. She nodded and looked around to see if someone was paying attention. She was glad to see no one had seen the exchange. She always forgot how intimidating her Papa was.

"Same goes, Papa." She whispered to him and he left with a small smile grazing his lips.

Inside the locker room, she saw Randy already in his wrestling trunks. He smiled at her and she went to get change. She had chosen a very comfortable outfit, they were tight jeans, she put heel-less boots. The mini-shirt showed her stomach and tide to a bow in the back leaving all of her back exposed, except for the part that tied to her neck. On her neck she wore a small T of the Undertaker. Since once she fought they would see who had trained her. Walking outside, Randy looked her up-and-down assessing the clothes.

"You know if your Dad see's you like that he is going to kill you." He told her.

"Oh, shut-it Orton." She said. "Also FYI, my Papa already saw me, it goes with my character." She told him, her character was a bad-ass, she would be a face but wouldn't let anyone push her around which in life was true. Randy stayed quiet and threw her a pair of finger-less gloves; she looked at him weirdly at first.

"Hey I want you to think about your Dad, he wears gloves like those." she smiled and then there was a knock on the door. Randy opened it and she heard a Canadian accent.

"Randy, where is she?" he asked. "I haven't seen her for a long time stop hogging her." That's when she saw him Adam Copeland better known as Edge by the fans. She was aware that she was really good friends with the heels but not many of them, Adam came to hug her like always.

"It's nice to see you too, Adam." She greeted after he let her go.

"I know Cam, but you haven't called." He told her.

"Oh your just like Randy, so I'm telling you exactly what I told him 'can-it' I didn't get married and stopped talking to basically everyone." She told him jokingly knowing very well like everyone that he had hated tat story-line with Vickie. He pouted in a very cute way. "Oh come on Adam you know I am joking, you know I wuv you."

"More than Randy, right?" he asked.

"Sure Adam, more than Randy." she said looking at Randy with a wink.

"Alright, come on some of the guys want to meet you." Adam said and Randy shook his head.

"I hope that the boys are going to keep their pants zipped, because if your Dad sees—well it's not going to be pretty." He told her, but he was looking at Adam.

"Randy, did you forget that none of them are aware who my Papa is-unless someone blabbed." she said turning t Adam and looking threateningly at Randy.

"Cam, they don't know." Adam assured her. "Only few of them know and they said they want to beat you up for not calling."

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Outside in the halls she could see Ted, Cody, the Miz, MVP, Evan Bourn, Jericho, Christian, John Morrison and Rey Mysterio. She was only known by five of the group standing there getting her a bit nervous.

"Guys, she's here." Adam announced and all turned their eyes toward her causing her to blush. She noticed some of them smile, as they got close she saw Rey first.

"Hi, Rey." She said happily and hugging him which he returned. He was one of the few she had missed lot since she had learned a few things from Rey when she came with her Father.

"Cam, come has estado?" he asked her in Spanish.

"Bien." She answered making him chuckle which was surprising for her to know the language which she had failed the first time. She turned to see the other man starring at her. "Hey, Ted, Chris, Christian, Cody." She hugged each one of them and they smiled back at her.

"How come you don't call? Forgetting your friends already, huh." She rolled her eyes at Chris's question.

"Can-it, Jericho." She snapped. "I already got the speech from Randy and Adam, I don't need it from you too." she told him getting all of them to chuckle. She turned to the other four, she didn't know well. Randy took the car of introducing her.

"Guy's, this is Camille our new diva." she smiled at them. That's when Mike aka The Miz stepped forward.

"Hello, Camille is nice to see a fresh face on the company." He flirted. "So what do you say about dinner tonight?"

"Back-off Miz, she's off limits." Adam said.

"Ah—man Orton you always get the beautiful ones." The Miz commented reaching the conclusion that she was sleeping with Randy, who just smiled not exactly proving him wrong. After that the rest came to introduce themselves and it made her feel welcome, she excused herself to go talk to her Papa, they let her go with a promise to come back.

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Since Camille was gone to find the Undertaker. The rest of the guys who didn't know her well cornered Orton, to ask their questions.

"So Orton, when did you sleep with her and how come she's off-limits?" The Miz asked.

"You don't want to know why she's off-limits, Mike just leave it as it is." Adam answered for Randy.

"Don't be disrespecting her like that dog." Rey warned him. "If someone hears you, trust me your dead, no pun intended."

At that time Camille had returned unable to find the Undertaker, so she returned to the guys. Randy saw her first and motioned her to come close.

"So, what did you guys talk about while I was gone?" Camille asked.

"Nothing really, just male stuff." Adam replied.

"Really, I thought you were speaking about her." the chilling voice came and Camille turned to see Kane. She smiled at him, not finding him intimidating after all since she had been used to him.

"Hello, Uncle Glenn." She waved at him and hugged him as well.

"Hey squirt, where's Mark?" he asked.

"Um-he wasn't in his locker room, so I think he might be with Vince." She answered as he left the man around her just stared.

"Kane is your Uncle?" MVP asked.

"Of course he is, a lot of the wrestlers are like her Uncle's." Randy stated, the guys nodded in understanding, thought they didn't know that he wasn't saying the truth.

Finally it was time for her match and she was nervous. Randy and Adam took her to the gorilla and there was her Papa and Glen with Bret Hart, she hugged Bret hello and her Papa took her aside.

"You'll do great little girl, just remember." He told her, he noticed the necklace she was wearing. "Nice necklace I feel honored and the gloves?"

"The gloves were Randy's idea." She told him. At that moment her music began, she went down the ramps and the fans were screaming for her, she was reveling on them, the adrenaline was there. She felt in her element at that very moment, the shy woman was gone and in her place was the wrestler.

'The next match is a single's Divas' Match, coming up first from Austin, Texas. Camille.' The fans went a bit crazier. Maryse was introduced as well; she was looking to introduce the new Diva.

As the match began it was with a grapple hold, Maryse was able to hit Camille with an opened hand. Camille in returned kicked her, but that was when Maryse notice Camille move a bit fast. Maryse went for a supplex and she did it, Camille went to the ground and she twisted in pain. Maryse stood her up to throw her into the turnbuckle, but Camille reversed it. Seeing as the time to show what she was truly made of, she twisted Maryse's arm and walked toward the turnbuckle.

"King is the new Diva attempting, what I think she is attempting?" Cole asked the King.

"I think so, Cole." King responded. "That is an Undertaker move."

In the ring Camille was on top of the turnbuckle and walked the rope to do Old School on Maryse. The fans were cheering and screaming 'Camille' over and over. Trying to cover her, the referee just counted to 2 before Maryse kicked out.

The match went back and forth for a while and Maryse tried to cheat like always but Camille sent her to the middle rope. Going on pure instinct she ran up to her and grabbed both hands the top rope then hit Maryse in the face with her knees. Standing on the outside of the ring she jumped and did a moon-sault from the rope. Again she tried for the pin.

'1—2-3' the ref counted, the match was done and she was celebrating her first WWE win.

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Returning backstage, she was met by her friend, the Undertaker came first to congratulate her. Then Randy followed as well as everyone else. Going back to the locker room with Randy, they waited for his match to start.

"You did great Cam; you should have heard the fans." Randy told her. She smiled at him as he left to the gorilla and left her so she could explore, she went to the cafeteria.

She saw people especially the Dias, but they seemed to be separated into groups from what she could see. She noticed that Maryse was glaring at her as if her eyes had knives. She came toward her, with Michelle McCool, Layla, Jillian and Vickie, standing in-front of her she began to talk.

"Look, who we have here tonight's winner, hey do you think your better than me." she asked with her conceded and nose stuck in the air attitude.

"Wow." Camille said. 'I didn't know people were such bad losers." she said because she may have been shy but she didn't let people push her around at all. The others laugh to instill fear into her, but it was not going to work.

"Well, nest time we meet you won't be so lucky." Maryse left with her posse as she said those words. Camille shook her head and she understood Randy's complain about egocentric Divas. She went to get some food and saw a brunette come her way; she seemed really bouncy and happy. She finished getting food before she was stopped by said bouncy brunette.

"Hey, I'm Mickie James you must be Camille it's really nice to meet you." She said and Camille smiled shaking the hand that was offered.

"Hello, is nice to meet you too, I'm Camille." They sat together and some of the other girls came to sit down with them. Camille was able to recognize most of them as being Kelly Kelly, Eve, Melina and Gail Kin, each introduced themselves and the girl conversation began and it was rare for Camille since she tended to be-friend male over females.

A few minutes later Randy came to the cafeteria and saw her, she in return wave at him so he walked forward. The Divas were looking at Randy approaching and seemed surprised.

"Camille, the guys asked me if you wanted to go to the club tonight."

"Sure, why not as long as he doesn't find out I'm fine." Camille responded. He knew that she meant her Papa, since he was over-protective of her even being old. Randy nodded her way and left to get his things, she already had hers in the car. The Divas turned to her as he left and Gail was the one to ask questions.

"You know Randy Orton?"

"Yes, were sharing a room." the girls seemed shocked even more than before; she turned to Mickie who seemed sad.

"So—how long have you two been dating?" Kelly asked her and she shook her head in denial.

"Dating! Who Randy?" she asked surprised and the nodded. "Oh-no, no I've known Randy for a long time, he sees me as his little sister that's all plus dating him would be really weird and my Papa would kill him." she explained and she noticed that Mickie gained her bubbly personality back and she couldn't tell the reasons for hat before she figured it out.

"Don't worry Mickie, from what I know Randy is single." Camille winked at her ad Mickie blushed.

"W—what I don't like Randy." Mickie stuttered.

"Sure, that is the reason you had a sad face when I mentioned I was sharing a room with him. " She told Mickie and the Divas chuckled "Tell you what? I'll help you why don't you come to the clubs with us." Camille suggested and the Divas agreed.

Camille walked back to the locker room to talk to Randy about the change of plans.

"Randy I invited some of the Divas to come with us."

"Sure, it's fine and is good that your making female-friends." He told her.

"Yeah, I know." she said with a smile. "Well let's get out of here before the Dead-man notices and wants to know, what I am doing tonight." She heard Randy chuckle and it wasn't like she was lying she respected her adoptive Dad but he was a tad to over-protective. The bad thing was that as they were going out her Papa came out.

"Camille please be careful on the club and Orton take care of her." he ordered and both Camille and Randy blushed at the fact that they couldn't sneak out.

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Camille had fun in the club, the not so amusing part was carrying Orton back since he had gotten drunk, Mickie was helping her and she was hoping her Dad would see them.

"Come on Mickie, we need to hurry." Camille said, since she felt the presence of her Dad getting closer.

"What's your hurry? It's not like your Dad is the Undertaker or something." Mickie told her and Camille blushed causing Mickie to become wide-eyed. "He-He is your Dad?"

"You can say that." Camille replied.

"What do you mean?" Mickie was confused.

"Well—Mark is my adoptive Father, my parents died when I was young and Mark and Sara adopted me. So you can say he is my Dad. "

"Oh, I am sorry about your parents, but if you don't mind me asking, how did they pass?" Mickie asked.

"In a car crash." She told Mickie. "I only have a picture of them left."

"Oh." Mickie said and let it go as she got close to her room and Randy's. Getting inside they left him on the bed and Camille accompanied Mickie out of the door.

"Thanks, Mickie it was nice of you to help me and can I ask you a favor?"

"Sure, what is it?"

"Don't tell anyone about my Dad, please."

"It's okay don't worry about it, I won't tell." She told Camille and hugged her good-bye.

Camille walked back inside to see that randy was coming back into consciousness, she helped him and covering with the sheets after she took off her shoes. Once he was covered she went to change, she still couldn't believe she was in the WWE doing what she loved. She knew she couldn't be able to sleep and went outside.

She went to buy some soda and pills knowing the awful hang-over Randy was going to have in the morning. Walking back to her room, she wasn't watching where she was walking and smacked into what seemed a wall. She fell into the ground and she shook her head and a hand appeared in-front of her face.

"Sorry about that, I didn't check where I was going." a very strong voice told her, she grabbed the hand and she looked up to see the most beautiful blue eyes she had ever seen. The shyness came back in full-force and she turned her eyes to the floor.

"It's all-right I wasn't looking where I was going either." She told him.

"Oh alright, by the way my name is John Cena." He said extending his hand and Camille accepted shaking it too.

"I'm Camille; it's nice to meet you."

"Camille, Camille are you perhaps the new Diva?" he asked and Camille nodded. "Wow, I saw your match against Maryse, you have skills—"he broke off when she heard a booming voice.

"Camille." She turned and saw her Dad looking at her; he walked and looked at Cena. "Cena."

"Taker." John responded.

"Well it was nice to meet you John, I hope to see you around." She told him a waving good-bye.

"All-right see you later." He winked at her and left getting the hint. Camille turned to look at her Dad and he was looking at her weirdly.

"What are the pills for?" he asked.

"For Randy, he is going to have a hang-over later so I brought them to him." she answered. He nodded and kissed her forehead goodnight.

"Please be careful Camille." He told her.

"I always am."

"I don't mean that Camille, I mean with relationships in the business, ask Randal how those go little girl and I respect Cena but he is your senior by plus 20 years." He told her.

"Dad first, I'm not looking for a relationship I learned my lesson the last time, and second John Cena is ten years older not 20 plus." Camille snapped. It was not about Cena, but the fact that her Papa believe she was looking for a relationship, she had learned her lesson the last time.

"Alright, don't get angry and just be careful." He told her and she left to her room.

Away from Camille a certain West Newbury native was thinking about her. Why did the Undertaker look at me like that? He thought. He liked her and maybe he would get to know her.

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