Mickie had just been called to Vince's office. She figured this was it; she was going to lose her title.

"Mickie James, how are you" Vince said with a smile on his face as the bubbly diva sat on the chair in front of his desk.

"I'm good I guess, what did you need me for Vince?" Mickie asked.

"Well I just met with the creative team and they have all decided to have another romantic storyline involving you." Vince stated.

Mickie couldn't believe what she was hearing. The last time she had a romantic on screen relationship, was with her new ex-boyfriend. The gimmick had ended months ago, but their relationship was in full swing that was until a few days ago. Mickie sighed. "Who am I with this time Vince?"

There was a knock on the door. "Come in," Vince yelled. The door opened and there stood the three members of the Legacy.

"Mickie, meet your new boyfriend," Vince said as he pointed at the self proclaimed Legend Killer.

Randy couldn't believe what he was hearing. He didn't like the idea of romances with wrestling. He wanted to kick butt and take names. That's what he had worked for. Not this.

Mickie stood up. "When do we get the script?" Mickie wasn't happy with this either. She also, also worked her entire life to get to the WWE. She could find her own real boyfriend. Well, if she actually had a life outside of work, she would. But, worst of all, she had to be with the so-called "Lady Thriller."

He had dated most of the divas. She hadn't dated since her and Dave decided to call off their two-year relationship. She hasn't dated in a year and a half.

Vince had handed Randy and Mickie a script of what was going to happen over the next few months.

Randy smirked. Another victim… well, partner.

LATER THAT NIGHT BACK AT THE HOTEL

Mickie sat in her room with Candice Michelle.

"C'mon Micks we are going to this awesome club. You should totally come. Me and Ted are going." Candice said.

"Sorry Candi, I am really not in the mood to see you and Ted kiss each other all night," Mickie said.

"Well, someone wants you to go. But it's a surprise so get dressed," Candice said as she grabbed her things out of her suitcase and went into the bathroom.

Mickie sighed. Another club. Another city. She just wanted to hang out in the hotel and chill in her sweats. She looked at her outfit and put it on slowly. She put on the black skinny jeans, sparkly silver shirt that showed her back, and a pair of flat knee- high boots.

Candice walked out of the bathroom in a short red dress with a pair of black high heels, and a long rhinestone necklace.

Mickie pulled her hair back into a ponytail with the top bumped and flat ironed her side bangs. She traced her eyes with the black pencil and added a little wing out of the end. She put on some silver eye shadow and light pink lip-gloss.

Candice put gray eyeliner around her eyes and put a dark shadow over her eyes. She put on a bold red lipstick. She straightened her newly purple highlighted black hair that extended to her mid back.

"You look great Mickie," Candice exclaimed. "He won't be able to take his eyes off of you."

"Who is this 'he'?" Mickie needed to know. "And does he know that he wants me to go? Or do you and Ted just not want to go alone."

"The second part, but not just that. We think you guys would be good together." Candice said, scared of what Mickie was going to say.

Mickie sighed and followed Candice out the door.

AT THE CLUB

Mickie and Candice walked in they immediately spotted Ted and walked over.

"Hey babe." Candice kissed Ted.

"Hey," he smiled back at her. "Oh Mickie, here's your date." He pointed to the door when Cody Rhodes walked in.

"Are you kidding me, Cody freaking Rhodes? Candice I'm leaving." Mickie walked out.

When she got back to the hotel, she wasn't watching where she was walking and tripped over a suitcase.

Mickie looked at whose suitcase she had tripped over. "I am so sor- Randy? What are you doing here?"

"I just got back from an autograph signing." He held out his hand. Mickie was surprised the Legend Killer just tried to help. She reluctantly took his hand and he pulled he back to her feet.

Mickie, started to walk away with tears in her eyes. She couldn't believe her friend set her up with Cody.

"Mickie, are you okay," Randy called after her.

Mickie turned and looked at him, a few tears had fallen down her cheeks. He felt bad for her, he wasn't sure why, she was just another diva, just another fake romance.

"No," Mickie sighed. "But I would bore you with my stories." Mickie wiped away her tears. She turned to walk away.

Randy ran after her and took a light hold of her arm. "Try me." He smiled. Not one of his smirks that he did, and actual smile. Mickie noticed but tried not to smile. "Have you eaten?" he asked the brunette diva. She shook her head. "Well lets go grab a bite to eat, I guess I should probably know what is going on with my girlfriend," He smiled and laughed a little.

Mickie smiled. "Well why don't you put your suitcase in your room and I'll meet you in 10 minutes? My room number is 745. Come and get me when you're ready."

They rode up in the elevator and Mickie got off on her floor and Randy got off on his.

Randy walked to his room and set his suitcase on his bed. He grabbed his blue and white button down shirt out of it and put it on and changed out of his gym shoes into a little bit nicer shoes. He sprayed cologne and left for Mickie's room.

Mickie fixed her make-up where there were tear marks from earlier and fixed her hair. She sprayed some perfume and heard a knock at her door.

"Hey," Mickie said. She grabbed a light jacket and her purse and walked out the door with Randy.

"You look great Mickie," Randy said as he smirked.

Mickie couldn't believe that Randy was trying to make her feel better let alone complimenting her on her looks. She smiled at him. "Thanks."

Randy and Mickie made small talk as they walked to the restaurant. They talked little about work and a lot on normal couple things. It wasn't that awkward for either of them.

They walked to a nice restaurant with bands playing and a dance floor, nothing to big but just fine for the two of them.

They ordered their food and laughed at each other's lame jokes. They talked about anything, except their storyline.

"Mickie, will you dance with me?" Randy asked her as he stood up from his chair and offered her his hand.

She smiled up at him. She took his hand and walked with him to the dance floor.

Faster songs were on. They danced but never really got too close to each other.

The restaurant manager came up to the stage. Well thank you very much. We have a new group coming in now. The new band came onto the stage and a slower song started to play. "Bless the Broken Road." It was none other than Rascal Flatts.

Mickie couldn't believe it she loved country music since, well forever and they were her favorite. She looked over to Randy's icy blue eyes. He smiled back at her and gave her his hand. She put her hand on his shoulder and Randy put his other hand at her waist.

They smiled at each other. He spun her around the dance floor and they had such a good time. This storyline was going to be easy.