ONE SECRET

AUTHOR: Mrs Bridget Orton

RATING: T ( )

PAIRING: Randy Orton / Lita

STATUS: Completed in 2009. Editing and re-posting now in 2013.

SUMMARY: One Secret made her avoid him. One Secret could cost her her job. One Secret is eating her up inside because she's the only one who knows. Her reason: Some secrets need to be kept. Randy Orton / Lita coupling.

CHAPTER 1 - TWO SEPARATE LIVES

"Another day, another Monday night RAW," Lita muttered to herself as she strolled down the corridors of the Staples Centre, arguable the most famous arena in California.

Her eyes travelled around the backstage area as she walked by herself to catering. There were stagehands and crew members lining the corridors, busy at work making sure that tonight's RAW would be another smooth running success. It was a common occurrence these days that Lita got the chance to relax and walk around the backstage of the arena before RAW started. These past few weeks, make that months, Lita had got absolutely no in-ring action and no story lines what so ever. She hadn't exactly found the Lita-Matt Hardy story line all that interesting over these past few years they had dragged on it for, but the hiccups in their on-screen relationship had at least given her some matches and some time on screen. Sure it was high on her list to get another shot at the WWE Women's Championship, but right now all she was asking for was any kind of match, whether it be a singles match, a tag team match, a bra and panties match or even a mud bath match. All she wanted right now was some form of a match. Was that too much to ask for though? Yes, when Eric Bischoff was GM of RAW, it was.

Eric had held this ongoing grudge against Lita as long as he had been in charge of RAW. For what reason, Lita was still unsure. All she was sure was that as long as Eric was in charge there was absolutely no way that she had a chance in hell at getting what she wanted. There wasn't even any point in trying to ask nicely and there was NO WAY that she was going to follow in Trish Stratus's footsteps and sleep her way to the top. Ew! Eric Bischoff! Even the thought gave her shivers down her spine.

"Li!" A familiar voice called "Over here!"
Lita's attention was immediately drawn to the blonde female seated at a table with Victoria about 20 yards or so in front of her.

Stacy Keibler always managed to have a smile on her face and always seemed to try and rub some of her continuous joy onto Lita. Stacy and Victoria were Lita's closest friends on RAW. Sure there were the other divas in the locker room and Lita was surprised that she currently didn't have a problem with any of them considering how large the WWE diva population had become, but Stacy and Victoria would still always be her closest friends on the show. Lita continued to walk towards the divas, snaking her way around the other tables in the catering area before she finally took a seat next to Victoria.

"Hey," Lita said relaxing in her chair "What's going on?"

She flicked her long scarlet locks out of her face and smiled at the two Divas seated with her.

"Victoria, here, was just telling me about her date with Christian," Stacy smiled, beaming ear to ear, obviously excited that she was the first Diva to hear about the long awaited first date between the two WWE superstars.

Victoria had been crushing on Christian for years it seemed now and apparently it was also the situation vice versa but neither was prepared to take the plunge and make the first move. So, any other Diva would have thought it extremely exciting to hear a first-hand account of how the long anticipated first date had gone. Any other Diva that is, apart from Lita.

"I honestly don't see what you see in him, Vik," Lita commented nonchalantly.

It wasn't that the red head didn't like 'Captain Charisma', he was perfectly harmless off-screen, especially in comparison to the ridiculously obnoxious onscreen character he was currently portraying. It was just that she had never really seen the Canadian in that kind of light and could definitely not see him being anything close to good 'dateable' or 'boyfriend' material.

"Christian's actually a really nice, sweet guy," Victoria said staring out into space "You just need to give him a chance."

"Uh-huh," Lita nodded sarcastically, rolling her eyes.

"You know, Li," Stacy said intervening in the conversation "You need to date more!"

Lita chuckled a little as she brought one of her legs up to her chest.

"I'm serious!" Stacy said supporting her case "You haven't had a date in months now Li!"

"More than months," Vik chuckled "Probably years now."

"Whatever guys," Lita said shaking it off even though the two divas were completely right.

Lita hadn't had a date or any kind of male interaction in close to 9 months now, and that was including the night the divas had taken her out of that seedy karaoke bar and she'd had her chest gratuitously groped by some hillbilly red neck who smelt of rotting road kill.

"I'm going to get a coffee, I'll be back," Lita said, shaking herself out of her thoughts and practically jumping out of her chair in order to ditch the interrogation session.

Well at least for now. She was sure that Stacy Keibler would remind her of this conversation sometime in the very near future.

"Fine, Lita," Stacy said folding her arms across her chest as she raised her eyebrows at the red head "Keep running away from your problems."

Lita smiled at Stacy before turning heel and heading towards the bistro over the other side of catering.

Meanwhile…

Randy Orton strutted around the backstage area just like he did every other Monday night. He strutted around like he owned the place. In fact, technically he did because he was in Evolution. Evolution: one of the most dominating forces in Sports Entertainment today. The past, the present and the future of the WWE. The Nature Boy - Ric Flair, The Game - Triple H, The Animal - Dave Batista and himself, The Legend Killer - Randy Orton. Life didn't get any better than this. Gorgeous women left, right and centre. Private jets, white stretch limousines and the WWE wrapped around their fingers. There was no stopping Evolution. He had everything he'd ever wanted with Evolution and finally his true, raw talent was being recognised as week after week Randy Orton was headlining RAW with or without Evolution. He was starring in main events on pay per views, live events and Monday night RAWs. He was slowly working his way towards getting his hands on his first WWE title – whether it was the Tag Team titles, the Intercontinental belt, or the US Championship, he didn't care. With Evolution's success, Randy was working his way to the top of the success ladder and he was loving every moment oh it. He was waiting in anticipation until the day that Randy Orton, 3rd generation superstar, made WWE history and stole the spotlight in the form of the World Heavyweight Championship – the richest prize in the game.

Randy didn't even bother to acknowledge the stagehands and backstage crew that stole glances at him as he walked past them. Randy simply walked without a care in the world as he approached catering. On arrival, Randy took a moment to scan the scene and have a look around to who was already at the arena. Catering wasn't as packed as it usually was on a Monday night, but that was probably because there was a huge Battle Royal for a #1 contenders match at Armageddon coming up which nearly the whole locker room was participating in. The whole locker room that is, except Randy Orton.

Randy had insisted on Flair entering him in the Battle Royal, but Flair had point blank refused. His reason: Randy should keep his focus on another title, like the Intercontinental one or the Tag Team ones, because clearly Hunter had the World Heavyweight Championship and Evolution was there to make sure that Hunter kept it.

Randy had initially minded when Flair had told him the Battle Royal was off limits but then it dawned on him. He owed all his success thus far to Evolution, and he owed his getting into Evolution to Hunter and Ric. They obviously knew what was best for him right now and what was best for his career. This was especially the case when it came to Ric, who was a 16 time World Heavyweight Champion, a WWE veteran and legend. Randy had therefore decided to keep his mouth shut and follow Evolution's orders.

Randy's eyes soon landed on the male wrestlers currently seated in catering - Steven Richards, The Hurricane, Rosey were a couple, and of course there were the Divas. Randy smiled as he spotted two divas seated by themselves at a table to his right. Randy adjusted the collar of his crisp white button up shirt and cleared his throat before making his way over in their direction.

Stacy Keibler noticed Randy out of the corner of her eye as he came closer into view. She smiled as she noticed his destination was the table she and Victoria were currently seated at.

"Vik," Stacy whispered as Randy got closer, drawing Victoria's eyes to her "Looks like we've got company."

Victoria immediately turned around to come face to face with The Legend Killer. The two divas smiled at him before he stopped at their table, placing the palms of his hands on the table's clean white surface before him.

"Good evening, ladies!" Randy charmingly said with a smile spreading across his lips.

"Hi Randy," Stacy replied as she smiled back at him.

Victoria simply nodded and smiled to acknowledge his presence.

"Mind if I take a seat?" Randy asked the two as he pulled out a chair next to Stacy.

"Not at all," Stacy replied as the smile on her face broadened, if that was even possible.

A silence enveloped the table for a moment before Randy opened his mouth to speak again. He was, however, stopped as another person joined their table, for the second time that evening.

"Can you believe, they don't have..." Lita said as she pulled out a seat next to Victoria.

Lita completely froze as her eyes lifted and she saw Randy Orton seated opposite the chair she was about to take a seat in.

"Evening Lita," Randy said greeting the fiery red head.

Lita didn't speak a word. She simply nodded slightly as she took a seat in the chair she'd just pulled out. She avoided any eye contact with the Evolution member. Of all the wrestlers that could come and join our table, why Randy Orton? WHY?! Lita thought to herself as she took a sip from her coffee. It was bad enough that the bistro had run out of sugar, but now she had to sit here with Evolution scum. Randy stared at the red head for a moment before he took his eyes off Lita as Stacy Keibler addressed him.

"So, are you in the Battle Royal tonight, Randy?" Stacy asked as she flashed him another smile.

Lita noticed Stacy flashing Randy her pearly whites and the red head simply rolled her eyes at the blonde. Stacy, your IQ just dropped 50 points. Lita thought to herself making her smile inside.

"Not tonight," Randy simply replied as he rested his head in the palm of his hand.

"How come?" Victoria asked out of curiosity "I mean basically everyone else on the roster is in that match."

Randy simply shrugged his shoulders. They didn't need to know exactly why he wasn't in the battle royal. He wanted to give the Divas the impression that he didn't need to earn a title shot in a match as trivial as an over the top rope Battle Royal. He'd be given his title shot one day when he was good and ready and it would be on a silver platter.

"Right now Evolution has other plans for Randy Orton," Randy spoke, a smirk playing on his lips again.

"Yeah teaching you to be a cocky bastard," Lita mumbled into her coffee as she took another sip.

"What was that?" Randy asked, his eyebrow rising at the red head as he turned to face her.

He had thought he had heard what she had said but he had wanted to be sure. Knowing the way she'd been in the past on the rare occasion they had actually crossed paths though, he was sure that he had heard her correctly. The red head simply glared at him as she lowered the coffee cup from her lips and went to open her mouth to retaliate before she was interrupted.

"Nothing," Stacy quickly interjected as she glared at Lita for a moment before turning to face Randy with a smile "Li has a bit of a scratchy throat and a cough so she's forever clearing her throat at the moment, isn't that right Li?"

Lita turned to look at Stacy who was glaring at her again. The red head resisted the urge to roll her eyes and simply shrugged her shoulders in response as she brought the coffee cup back to her lips to take another sip.

"Anyway, I better get going," Randy said standing up and pushing his chair in, flirtatiously smiling at all of them as he did so.

"Stacy, Victoria" Randy said simply waving to each of them in turn to bid a farewell "Lita."

Stacy and Victoria simply smiled at Randy's charming and gentlemanly attitude, but Lita made no attempt to disguise the fact that she was not so easily fooled. She knew the way men like Orton worked and she knew exactly the type of man that Randy Orton was. Lita didn't even acknowledge Randy and his goodbyes as he left their table. She simply waited until he was out of sight before she finally raised her eyes and turned her attention back to her two friends.

"Li!" Stacy exclaimed as soon as she was sure that Randy was out of earshot "You didn't have to be so rude!"

"He's Randy Orton," Lita simply replied crossing her arms in front of her as they rested on the table "He's Evolution. He's scum. He deserves to be treated like that."

"Li!" Victoria exclaimed as she rolled her eyes at Lita "You could have at least said 'hello' and 'goodbye' to him. He took the trouble to come and talk to us."

"Like I said, he's Evolution scum," Lita said standing by her words "I wouldn't give any of them the time of day, least of all some young cocky jackass like Randy Orton"

Stacy and Victoria both shook their heads at Lita. Sure, they all hated Evolution, but Lita took her hate to an all-new extreme, especially when it came to their youngest member, Randy Orton. The Divas hated Evolution cause they bossed everyone around. They 'played' all their women and abused their power at the top of the food chain just because they knew that Eric Bischoff was too much of a chicken to do anything about it. Stacy knew that Lita hated them for that reason plus all the crap that went down a few years back with Hunter and Stone Cold. Lita had never quite forgotten that incident involving a steel chair and a Stone Cold Stunner.

That still didn't explain, though, why Lita's hatred for Evolution was all centered on Randy Orton. Sure he was cocky and arrogant, but was that it? Was it because he was a push over, especially when it came to Hunter and Flair? Was it because he was a playboy plowing through any woman that crossed his path? No Stacy thought to herself That didn't make sense on its own. There had to be something else, but what was it?

A/N: Hey readers! Welcome to One Secret all over again! I have decided to start right back at the beginning of this story and edit and re-vamp it all! If anyone's interested in being a Beta reader please let me know, otherwise feel free to come along for the ride and re-visit One Secret and all your Randy Orton/Lita muses! Mrs Bridget Orton xxx PS: Any re-vamping suggestions are more than welcome!