A Helping Hand

Summary: Dave Batista finds himself standing outside a room and someone needs help. What will Dave do, will he ignore the pleas for help or will he play the hero for a certain some one?

Rating: PG-13, and maybe moving to R, Depends on how the story goes.

I do not (but would love to) own any of the wrestlers. WWE owns the characters and the wrestlers own themselves.

Chapter One "A Plea For Help And A Broken Vase."

The crowd cheered as he made his way down to the ring. Never in his wildest dreams did he think he would be going against Triple H at Wrestle mania for the gold. He always dreamed it would happen now he didn't have to dream anymore it was all coming true. Dave Batista smiled and sat down in the chair provided in the middle of the ring.

"Well let's get this over with." General Manger Eric Bishoff said loud enough for both men to hear. "Triple H, since you are champion you get to go first."

Triple H stood up and leans over to get in Dave's face. Triple H continued on inching closer and closer to Dave's face as he spoke on. Dave just smirked and let Triple H rant and complain for the next ten minutes. Dave noticed he struck a nerve in Triple H when he turned away, bored. Finally when the champ was finished Dave slowly rose to his feet and grabbed the microphone. First he thanked Ric Flair and Triple H, how grateful and thankful he was that they took him in and mad him who he was now, The Animal. But that then lead to him calling Triple H and asshole, and before you knew it the table was tossed and Triple H struck Dave. Dave just smiled and thanked him for starting something that he could finish. After all hell broke loose Dave and Triple H were escorted out of the building.

Dave arrived at the hotel and was relieved to find out he was rooming alone. He decided he would drop off his things in his room, quickly change into some gym cloth, and head to the gym to work out. He grabbed his card key and made his way out of his room and down the hall. He reached the elevator when he heard a familiar voice yelling at someone.

"How could you? Why? Why did you do this to me?" That was followed by loud sobs and a smashing glass object.

"I'm sorry baby but she came on to me, I didn't plan on sleeping with her."

The women laughed, "Oh I see so you're the innocent one, you were under so much stress that you forgot that you were fucking engaged to get married next month and you could keep your fucking pants up. Well I hope you had your fun with her cause its over between us. I'm sick of you cheating and coming back to me saying you love me and that you will change. Well so far you haven't changed, and for loving me I", not sure you ever did."

Dave heard the door open and before anyone stepped out the door was slammed shut. 'Well that can't be a good thing.'

"Shut up would you, just shut up. I didn't say you could leave did I. I'm not done with you sweetheart, get on your knee, you belong there anyway. Get on your knees and forgive me and apologize for even thinking of breaking off our engagement. You stupid bitch you will do what I say, get on your knees."

Dave heard a sickening thud then the man spoke again.

"Not so mighty now are you, huh. I won't tell you again get on your knees."

'God help me.' Dave mumbled slamming his shoulder into the door taking it off its hinges. Startled Randy Orton turned around and dropped his hold on a beaten Victoria. He lunged towards Dave and the fight began, but ended quickly when a sobbing Victoria smashed a vase over Randy's head. Randy fell to the floor and Dave kicked him to the side.

"Victoria hunny are you alright?" Victoria sank slowly to the floor tears sliding down her cheeks. She slid a ring off her finger and threw it at Randy's unconscious form. She then slowly stood up trying to collect all her bags and pull them out of the room. Dave walked over to Victoria and picked up most of her bags for her and gently placed an arm on her shoulder walking with her to his room. Inside the room Dave shut the door and stared down at a crying Victoria.

'What am I going to do? I'm not the best person for a comforting someone, well that was one of reasons I got divorced.'

Dave walked over to the bed and sat next to Victoria, as soon as he did Victoria clung to him and the tears fell harder. Dave held her close and just rubbed her back making sure she had a shoulder to cry on, until the tears stopped. The tears stopped and she pulled away from Dave.

"Thank you." She whispered and looked up at him.

Dave looked at her and smiled. "No problem as long as your ok."

Victoria smiled, "I will be."

"Good, because I don't want to make a habit of breaking down doors." Victoria laughed and wiped away the last few tears on her cheek.

"Would the lovely lady care to join me for dinner?"

"Ummm depends on what it is."

"A healthy meal of pizza and your choice of poison I mean soda."

"Oh will it be room service or a random pizza parlor?"

"If you know a good place I'll even throw on shoes and we can go to it."

"I believe there is a cute little place close by called Franks."

Dave stood up and grabbed his shoes throwing them on, "Lets roll."

Victoria and Dave were sitting at their table located in the back away from the windows. When the pizza arrived Dave was impressed that the pizza was actually half decent. "Wow didn't think it would be this good."

Victoria laughed, "I did."

Dave looked at her and chuckled. "I haven't had this much fun in a long time."

"Me either."

"Yeah well I don't blame you; you had to put up with Orton's shit for so long."

Victoria laughed then took a sip of her drink. "So are you attached, or you swimming single like me now."

"Divorced, single and not really looking."

"Not looking huh?"

"I value having fun and being single, relationships with people when I'm on the road so much isn't easy."

"Ah that's always a safer road to follow."

Dave set a 50 on the table and the two made their way back to the hotel.

Back at the hotel.

Dave opened the door holding it open for Victoria to walk in.

"Well I guess I'll just grab my things and crash in Stacy's room or something."

"Nonsense, there is an empty bed here, and I wouldn't mind the company."

"I don't want to intrude on your life."

"I intruded into you life, it's only fair you intrude on mine."

Victoria smiled and nodded, "Thank you for everything, Dave."

"Don't worry darling it's all my pleasure." Dave smiled and sat on the couch and looked over to Victoria. "You want to watch a movie or some thing?"

"Mmm I think I'll take a shower and get to bed I'm getting really tired."

"It is getting late, sounds like a plan to me."

Victoria walked in to the bathroom and came back out. "Dave?"

"Yeah." Dave said turning around to face her.

"Umm could I borrow something to wear," Victoria said staring at her feet her face turning cherry red. "I left the bag wit all my night clothing in Randy's room."

Dave chuckled lightly and dug in to his bag pulling out a Batista tee and a pair of shorts, and handed them to Victoria.

"Thanks." She said walking back in to the bathroom and turned on the shower.

Dave heard the shower turned on and laughed. He quickly changed and laid down closing his eyes drifting of to sleep. Victoria stepped out of the bathroom hearing Dave's light snoring told her Dave was out like a light. Victoria walked over to Dave to cover him with the blanket. She smiled at him as he slept; she went to kiss his cheek good night but got his lips instead. Instantly Dave's arm wrapped around her pulling her closer to him, kissing her deeper. Victoria finally pulled away.

"Good night Victoria."

"Good night Dave."