A postponed engagement and a relationship of vindictiveness has left Brie Bella confused and heartbroken. Can a week with the Viper help her find what's been lost? Randy Orton / Brie Bella / Daniel Bryan

"Please stow your tray tables away and pull your seats back into the upright position," a bright, chirpy voice sang through the speaker, "We will be arriving shortly in Tampa International Airport."

Brianna's eyes fluttered open as passengers settled back into their seats and prepared for their descent. To her right, her twin sister, Nicole, was squealing with glee, nearly leaping of her chair ready to bound for the door. She rolled her eyes at the flagrant display of excitement that she had to admit, made her feel a tiny bit jealous. It must have been satisfying to know that her sister was spending seven uninterrupted days with her longterm boyfriend, John Cena. Brianna was genuinely happy for Nicole, but her eagerness to be with John was like rubbing salt on a fresh wound.

She closed her eyes and arched her back as the plane made its final descent and touched down on the runway. Her mind drifted back three weeks prior when she was on a similar plane landing in a town somewhere in the Midwest. Bryan was by her side. She watched the clouds disappear as they descended back down to the ground. He was holding her hand, pressing a kiss to her knuckles. She gazed up at his blue eyes and smiled softly. Brianna opened her eyes and took in her surroundings. Bryan was no longer by her side.

"I'm so happy you agreed to spend the week at Tampa with John and I," beamed Nicole, as they waited for their checked luggage at the carousel.

Brianna smiled weakly. Her sister had tried to be as supportive as she could even if she didn't know all the details about their abrupt break-up. In fact, Nicole wasn't even sure if it was legitimately over or a salvageable postponed engagement. All she knew was Brianna was no longer sporting the heirloom engagement ring that used to adorn her finger. Regardless, sisters were always there for each other and Nicole did her best to pick up the pieces and prevent her sister from spending the week alone and feeling sorry for herself.

The sisters took their bags to the Arrivals section of the airport where they were met by encompassing hugs from John. He planted a chaste kiss on Nicole before taking her bags. "I've missed you, baby," she said, wrapping her arm around his waist. "I missed you too, babe," he laughed, "even if you did drop me off at the airport less than sixteen hours ago."

"Distance makes the heart grow fonder, babe!" whined Nicole. Brianna chuckled. Her sister could be so over dramatic sometimes, but she found a good match in level-headed John.

"So, Brianna," John said reluctantly, trying his best to tread lightly on her puzzling situation, "how are you?"

"I'm good, John. Thank you for letting me spend the week in your place. I'll try my best to be invisible so you and Nicole can get all the alone time you need."

"Don't be silly, Brianna," Nicole chimed in, "This week is just as much about you. I want - no, WE want to spend time with you. Besides, you can stay in John's guest house so you can get all the privacy you need when John and I are - you know," she winked at her man and playfully slapped his pert ass.

He chuckled, "About that, babe… I was going to tell you before your flight but it must have slipped my mind. I already have a buddy of mine staying at the guest house. I was thinking Brianna wouldn't mind staying in one of the guest rooms at the main house."

"John!" Nicole raised her voice, but Brianna held her hand up to stop her sister from saying anything she would regret, "A guest room would be fine. Hell, a couch in your basement would work for me."

The matte black Mercedes Benz G-Class rolled up on the driveway of John's estate. Brianna had been here a few times, but every time, the magnitude of his house always seemed to render her speechless. She just couldn't imagine such a large house for a family, much less one person. She noted how Nicole's face lit up; her sister definitely considered John's house her home now. They unloaded their baggage from the back of the SUV and rolled into the entryway. John set his keys on a nearby table and turned to face Brianna, "Your room is upstairs, first door on the right. You've got your own bathroom and everything. If you're anything like this one," he wrapped his arms around Nicole's shoulders, "you're going to need all that counter space for all your makeup and facepaint and shit."

"Thanks John," she laughed, "I really appreciate all of this."

"No problem, B. Any sister of Nicole's is a sister of -" John and Nicole scrunched their faces at where that statement was going. "Nevermind. You're welcome."

Just as they were about to make their way upstairs, a slender girl with her ass hanging out of a torn red dress stumbled into the entryway. On one hand she held onto a pair of strappy stilettos, and on the other she clutched a wad of bills. Momentarily, she glanced up at the trio and turned a bright shade of red.

Always the sweetheart, even much to Nicole's dismay at times, John held her up by the arm, "Need a ride home?" The blonde girl shook her head almost too hard she looked like she was about to hurl right on the marble floor. "No… He gave me this," she held up the cash, "to get a cab and go away." She stumbled out of John's grasp and continued on her walk of shame out the door.

He turned back to the twins and began to apologize, but was beat to it by his angry girlfriend. "Who the hell was that skank and what was she doing here?"

"Look, babe, I can explain," continued John, "I told you I had a guest. He must have had another guest with him…"

"Who is it John?"

"Speak of the devil!" exclaimed John as his best friend appeared through the kitchen doorway. The two girls turned their heads to meet the sheepish grin of WWE superstar, Randy Orton. Dressed in nothing but a pair of pinstripe boxers and munching on an apple, Randy made himself perfectly at home in John's abode.

Suddenly it became clear why John hadn't immediately mentioned that it was Randy staying at the guest house. Ever since his divorce was finalized several months ago, Randy was back to his old ways, charming the pants off women, fucking them senseless, and leaving them out to dry without so much as a second look. Nicole was very protective of her man so, understandably, she felt John's best friend could be a negative influence on their relationship. It didn't help that Randy was a little less forgiving and more vocal when it came to Nicole's over the top reactions and penchant for stirring backstage drama. He was the only one who could call her out on her bullshit without John going all white knight for her.

"Seriously, John?" she asked incredulously before she stormed upstairs to the master bedroom.

Randy walked towards John and patted him on the shoulder, "Communication - it's the first step to a successful relationship." He took a bite from the apple and walked towards the back of the house. John groaned. His divorced best friend was mocking him by giving him relationship advice. His girlfriend was putting him in the doghouse for withholding information. His week off from work was off to a terrible start. He turned towards Brianna, "I'm sorry. You were probably expecting a quiet week where you can just relax and not have to deal with all this bullshit."

"Don't worry about it," she laughed, "It's all a welcome distraction."

Clothes hung in the closet, makeup set on the counters in the bathroom, and her jewellry laid neatly on the dresser across the bed. Missing from her pieces was a dainty gold engagement ring. Brianna walked backwards until the back of her knees met the mattress. She settled at the foot of the bed and nestled herself in fetal position. She tried her best not to cry, but it was too late. Tears were pooling in her eyes and before she knew it, she was in an all-too familiar downward spiral.

She didn't know how it all began. One day, they were talking about the wedding, his grandparents' house in Aberdeen, the names of their future children; and then all of a sudden it all felt meaningless. Was it cold feet that made her dread the day of their approaching nuptials? Suddenly, Pinterest boards of barn weddings and DIY invitations made her want to turn on her heel and run. Suddenly, the thought of living in an antiquated house in rainy, dreary Aberdeen made her want to chain herself to her California apartment. Suddenly the possibility of starting a family with Bryan Danielson felt like an unnatural invasion of her body. Brianna had no idea where all these feelings were coming from - where all her old, affectionate feelings had gone. Her heart, once filled with love and adoration, was now empty. Her heart was empty for Bryan.

For weeks, Brianna kept all these emotions bottled up inside of her until the night she had dinner with his family. It was all too overwhelming. And when they got back to their hotel room in Seattle, she couldn't hold it all in anymore. She divulged everything. She told him about not being ready, not knowing what she wanted, not feeling what she used to for him. Bryan had always been calm and collected, but to be told all these things a few months before your wedding day - that shit breaks down your exterior and exposes you for all your vulnerabilities. Bryan was livid. He was in disbelief. How could this woman he loved and adored for years just suddenly fall out of love with him? He hadn't done anything to hurt her. He hadn't done anything to deserve any of this. So he left her alone in a hotel room, before she could leave him.

Bryan aimlessly wandered the halls of their hotel. He rode the elevator down to the bar and downed shot after shot of whiskey. His blue eyes were focused on the clock behind the bar. The short arrow at 11 had turned to 12, to 1, to 2 and as he downed one more burning shot down his throat, he saw bright red reflect off the glass. Her matching red lips curled into a sly smile. She took the stool next to him, and by daybreak, she had taken his bed. Her name was Eva Marie.

How was it? I don't think I've seen a Randy/Brie pairing on FF so I'm interested to see how people will take it. I know I haven't shown any interaction between them, but I promise there will be in later chapters. Let me know what you think! Please read and review!