I do not own the WWE or anyone from the WWE.

I wrote this a few years ago, it was the first real fan fic I wrote, so if it's not that good, I am sorry. I hope you like it. This is my first chapter fic for wrestling. I really hope you like it.

This is on a kinda touchy subject, breast cancer, there have been some scares in my family and I really wanted to write something for breast cancer awareness. I really don't want to offend anyone.

"Mister Batista? Mister Batista, how are you feeling this morning?" A lady nurse asked him. The man cracked open brown eyes and tried to sit up, but failed. "Sore." He replied laying back down.

"I would Imation you are, that was a pretty hard fall you took last night."

"I don't remember it." He admitted.

"It was a good match, I'm a fan." She said.

"Thank you." He said smiling at her. "When can I go home?" He asked.

"We would like to keep you another night, just to make sure you are perfectly alright. You should be able to leave tomorrow." She said. She took his pulse and jotted on her clip bored then left the room.

Another day wasted. "I could be at the gym." He mumbled to himself. He found the remote to the TV and started flipping channels.

A light knock sounded from behind the door. "Come in." He called. The door was pushed open by a pretty girl with long dark hair. She was wearing jeans and a tee shirt, she was also hooked to an IV "Hello mister Batista. I am sorry about bothering you, but when I heard you were here I just had to meet you. I am a big fan." She said from the door way.

"Thank you. What is your name?" He asked.

"Erin Waters, Mister Batista."

"No, no miss Waters. Just David, please." She smiled at him. "Alright David, then you have to call me Erin."

"Okay Erin, I could use some company, do you mind?" He didn't know why he had said it. The words had slipped out before he knew it; his moth had said it without his minds permeation. If it had been any other fan he would have introduced himself politely then sent away. It must have been that smile. That smile that reach her eyes, and sent the room into shear bliss. It was a smile so gleeful it could not have been faked. It was a sincere emotion.

"Sure." She said and rolled her IV stand over to a chair by his bed, and sat down. They talked about his profession, old TV show reruns; they compared the favorite books and scars. They talked about light subjects and crazy things they had seen people do. Before they knew it, they had been talking for two hours. A tall black nurse came in and interrupted their conversation. They both looked at her.

"Erin, honey, it's time for your meds." Erin smiled, "Coming Mia." She told Dave good by, and right before she walked out of the door, he spoke to her. "Hey, Erin?" "Yes?" She answered "What are you in here for?" She gave an amused smile. "Oh, nothing. It's no big deal." He didn't even know it had been bothering him until he felt the relief of the worry lifting off his shoulders.

"Come back and see me?" He ask. She smiled again. "Sure. Tomorrow?" "Sure."

The next day Erin knocked on Dave's door and much like the day before she came in. The only difference to day was he sat with her on the couch before they walked to the cafeteria, where they had a many food fight with french-fries and ketchup. Dave felt like he had known Erin for years. Their connection went deeper than their mutually love of wrestling and books; it was in their very core. Something that nether one of them would have been able to explain if they had been asked.

Later that day after Erin had left, a doctor came in and told him that his blood pressure was still a little high and advised him to stay one more night. Dave complied immediately. He did not see it as another day for safety's sake, of one more day of bad food, all he saw was one more day with Erin; for he had just realized that when he left, he would never see her again.

The next morning he woke and dressed and waited for Erin to arrive. After a few hours had past with no Erin, he walked the nurse's desk and asked the lady named Mia where he could find her.

"I am sorry mister Batista, but Erin does not allow visitors. I am sorry but I can't tell you that she is on floor four or that she will be back there in about twenty minutes, so please don't ask me again." She said and gave him a sly smile. Catching on he returned the smile. "I bet you cold not tell me what her room number is either, could you?" She shook her head. "No. I can't tell you she is in room 409, I'm sorry." "Well that's too bad, but thank you anyway."

Dave took the stairs and waited by the elevator closes to Erin's room. When the doors opened to reveal her he knew what he had to say, but he didn't know if she would listen.

His mouth went dry when she looked at him. "Good morning, David." She said a little surprised to find him waiting for her. "Good morning Erin. Is there somewhere we can talk?" His voice was very quiet. "Yes. This way." She said and turned to walk down the hall, with Dave following her. She led him into a room where she closed the door behind them.

"You are the first visitor I have had in this room." Erin said with a little smile. "Why?" Dave asked.

She looked down and contemplated her next words. "Well, it's hard on my family. I don't want them to see me like this." She said.

"Um, Erin?" He said then looked down at his wringing hands. "I don't know how to say this so I'm just going to come right out and say it. I don't know why, but I don't want to leave you. I know I have just met you, but I care about you. I think I am in love with you." He said that very fast. Erin lifted her head to look at him. "No. David stop, just stop. I don't want you to feel that about me."

"Why?" He asked helplessly.

"There is something you don't know, something I haven't told you." She said looking everywere but at him. Her eyes were starting to water. "I'm dying. I won't be here long."

He went pale, he couldn't speak and when he found his voice, all the questions spilled out at once. "What? Why? How long?" He asked.

"I have breast cancer; I wasn't supposed to make it this long." At this she started to really cry. Dave could feel his heart break. "Why didn't you tell me?" He asked.

"Because I- I didn't want you to treat me different. When people know, they look at you different." She said a little anger in her voice.

"It doesn't change how I feel about you." He said.

"It changes the out come! There is no future with me." She argued.

He stepped forwarded and put his hands on her shoulders and shook her lightly. "Listen to me Erin! Just give me a chance, let me love you, let me spoil you; let me give you everything you want. If you don't like it or get tired of it all you have to do is tell me. I will go away and you won't ever have to see me again. What do you say, Erin? What have you got to lose?" He asked desperately.

"I love you too." She said and he kissed her, she threw he arms around him and kissed him.

I hope you enjoyed it.

I will post more as soon as I have time to get it typed up.

I would love to know what you think, and if you have any suggestions, I am very open to them.