I'm going down, I thought as I fell to the floor, almost in slow motion, protecting my husband from my ex-almost-husband. John's really lost it.

How did we get here you ask? It is rather simple; I just need to fill you in on a couple of details as I am rushed into an ambulance for the hospital. I guess I could start when I helped Randy retain the Heavyweight Championship, and win the WWE Championship.

It was at Wrestlemania 25, the Night of Miracles, mostly because of the matches. The match card for the night was this:

Match One: Chance for a Championship Match

Cody Rhodes VS DH Smith VS Drew McIntyre VS Kenny Dykstra VS Jesse VS Hornswoggle VS Funaki VS Colin Delaney VS Nunzio VS Shannon Moore

Match Two: World Tag Team Triple Threat

Cade and Murdoch VS Jeff and Matt Hardy VS London and Kendrick

Match Three: Money in the Bank

Carlito VS Rey Mysterio VS the Miz VS Umaga VS John Morrison VS MVP VS Mr. Kennedy

Match Four: US Championship Match

Finlay VS Big Show

Match Five: ECW Championship

CM Punk VS Big Daddy V VS Chavo Guerrero VS Tommy Dreamer

Match Six: Women's Championship (Bra and Panties)

Melina VS Mickie VS Beth VS Maria VS Candice VS Ashley VS Jillian VS Victoria VS Cherry VS Maryse VS Michelle VS Layla VS Lena VS Kelly Kelly.

Match Seven: Loser Loses Contract

Shawn Michaels VS Ric Flair

Match Eight: SmackDown VS Raw (Part Deux with ECW)

Cryme Tyme, Hardcore Holly and Elijah Burke VS Deuce, Domino, Chuck Palumbo and Shelton Benjamin

Match Nine: Elimination Chamber (WWE Champion AND Heavyweight)

Chris Jericho VS Randy Orton VS JBL VS Triple H VS Batista VS Undertaker

All throughout the night, I had an ominous breath down the back of my neck. I knew something was going to happen, but I said nothing. It all happened in about a month's time, but I will not get ahead of myself. I will tell you about Wrestlemania and the big win Randy had.

The elimination chamber was hanging from the ceiling, just waiting-wanting-to be used. The contenders went out first; JBL in his limo and fake money spewing from the ceiling; Triple H in his King of Kings getup; Batista with his confident entrance; and Undertaker with the lightning and cold fog on the ramp. Then the WWE Champion, Chris Jericho, walked out to his band doing his theme for him. He did his signature pose as he walked down the ramp head-banging to the music. He went up the stairs to the ropes, bounced a bit before going in and climbing the turnbuckle. All went quiet after his entrance, and then Randy's theme came on. He went out by himself, his gold around his waist, way more confident than Batista. He did his signature pose before motioning for me to come out. I was in a short golden dress, golden high-heel shoes and had a tiara like Beth Phoenix would wear. Randy spun me around before kissing me gently. I actually felt exposed in the dress, but Torrie (who came along, but couldn't wrestle because of her back injury) told me it looked gorgeous. I thought she was crazy. Randy took me down the ramp by the hand and kept me out of the ring. He did his pose on the turnbuckle where I was standing and smiled down at me.

"Good luck!" I yelled, wishing him all the luck I could give him. I stepped further away from the ring as the chamber came down. They were locked up in their respective places; JBL and Triple H were first together. They fought valiantly until JBL was pinned. The lights went on to show who'd be next. The Animal's cage door opened and he rushed out, catching Triple H in the stomach with a spear. He covered him quick, getting the three count. JBL and Hunter took the fighting out to the ramp as they went to the back. Dave had to wait a bit to get his next opponent...who was the Undertaker. They fought it out, more like brawled it out, and then Jericho's cage lit up and he went out.

Randy looked back at me and I could not help but smile. I didn't know that he was going to be the last guy out, but I was happy he was. He has a better chance. Chris and Dave set Undertaker up for a double team, but he turned it around and choke slammed both men. Undertaker was able to get Dave pinned for three, but Chris was able to kick out. Dave yelled and thrashed his way out of the chamber. If Batista loses the elimination chamber match, he will no longer, for as long as Regal continues to shut RAW down, go after the Heavyweight Championship, said by Vickie. I felt sympathy for him. When I looked back, Randy was just getting out of the chamber. He attacked Chris Jericho (because he set this match up) and was able to RKO his ass and pin him. Undertaker was going to break it up, but he knew better.

It would just be Randy and him. He tried getting Randy when his back was turned, but Randy rolled out of his way. There were so many close calls; I bit my lip until it bled because of the anxiousness. Undertaker got him into that triangle choke hold (this maneuver made me hold my breath). I have seen blood come out of other superstars from the mouth, so I hoped Randy would get out without bleeding. Luckily he did. He just picked himself up and smashed Undertaker's back into the mat. He let go and Randy did something unlike him: a leg drop. Then he did the finishing blow. He picked Undertaker up and RKO'd him. He got the three count, making him the winner of both titles.

He ran out of the Chamber before the Undertaker could get at him, and to me. He swept me up into a huge hug and a passionate kiss. I was laughing at how Randy was being like a little child; happy and ecstatic that he won both titles in one night. He let me go for two minutes to receive the titles from the ref. We then walked backwards up the ramp; which was very stupid on our part. I turned around and saw him.

John… I gasped as John ran after him. Randy pushed me out of harm's way as John came at him with a bat. He hit Randy in the shoulder, as I screamed at him. I threw my heels off and then I had the brilliant move to jump on his back. Randy moved back with a hand to his shoulder as I wiggled and tried to keep John in my grasp. He flipped me over his shoulder so I landed on my butt. I quickly got to my feet and stood between him and Randy. I had my fight stance ready; I was not going down without a fight.

That was when I got a good look at him. His eyes had a dark sadness to them, and they seemed to glow a malevolent blue. His skin looked gray and sickly. His lips curled into a scowl.

"Get out of my way Evee. I swear, I can't control it, you better move," he warned, his voice cracked with hate. I kept my place ready to be hit with the bat. Instead, John dropped the bat and ran at me, picking me up and running back up the ramp. I heard Randy shout as John swept into the back and down the main hall to the exit all the way on the other side of the arena.