Hello everyone! I hope that you enjoy this story. Please excuse the typos and grammer. I write for fun, not for a grade! Anyhoo, this is a Batista fic. Please r and r.

The thought of being alone scared Kimberly more than anything in the world. It is a real fear that Kim has dealt with most of her life. Now I'm not talking about being alone in a room, or having some personal time. I'm talking about living the rest of your days without someone loving you kind of alone. This fear has become a reality to Kim. She was laying in her bed alone. Her husband has chosen the couch instead of their own bed once again. He would much rather watch TV until passing out than make love to his wife. This has been going on for about a year now.

At first Kim's husband gave excuses. "My back hurts in bed." Or "I don't want to watch TV in bed and keep you awake." Nowdays he doesn't even try to give an excuse. He plays on the computer, then watches some TV, and finally falls asleep around 2 am.

How did Kim know all of this? Because she was awake each and every night listening to him. Listening to him type away on the computer down the hall. Listening to him turn the TV on in the living room. And now she lays in bed, alone.

"What's the big deal?" her friends would ask. To Kim it was as though the final nail has been placed in the coffin. The marriage was on the rocks for some time. At this point, they were just going through the motions. "We need to stay together for the children", Kim often thought to herself. Her 2 daughters adored their father, and he was so good with them. That's one thing Kimberly could not complain about. He was a wonderful father.

What Kim could complain about was the lack of sex. She was a good wife. A good faithful wife who would never cheat on her husband. She wasn't sure if he was faithful though. He worked from home, and while the kids were in school and she was at work, who knew what was going on? Her fears became a sad reality one day when she went home early from work with a bad cold. She drove home not even thinking about calling him to say she was on her way home. All she was thinking about was her bed. That, and a big dose of NyQuil.

What happened when she got home was so surreal to her. It didn't even seem real. She pulled into the driveway and parked the car. She opened to door and walked to her husband's office. When she didn't find him their Kelly went to the kitchen and living room. Still no Rob.

."Where the hell is he? His car is in the garage?" she thought to herself.

Kim heard a sound coming from the bedroom. "That lazy bastard is napping." She said out loud. As Kim walked up the stairs to their bedroom the sound became louder and easier to comprehend. It was the sound of a woman moaning. Kim's stomach hit the floor as she knew right then and there her marriage was over. She opened the door to find a neighbor Sheila and him having sex in HER bed.

"Kim baby, I can explain!" Rob screamed. It was too late, their was nothing to explain. Knowing his wife's temper, Rob cautiously approached his wife.

"Kim baby, don't do anything crazy." What else could he say? She looked over at her neighbor as she scrambled for her clothes.

"Please leave my house." Kimberly said in a whisper. Her voice was calm and steady. She was not going to lose it. "If I go nuts on this bitch, he'll put me in jail and take the kids." she sadly thought to herself.

The neighbor ran out the door faster than lightning. All Kim could do was slowly drop to the floor. Her perfect life in suberbia was now over. Everything she dreamed of. The house with the white picket fence. The 2 children, even a dog. All of Kim's normalcy and stability was now gone.

"It's your fault. If you weren't such a stuck up bitch, I wouldn't have a need to cheat on you!" her husband exclaimed.

"You're blaming me for this?" Kim's voice was still calm and quiet. She wasn't swearing, she wasn't screaming. This scared Rob even more.

" I am leaving now. Don't forget to pick the kids up at the busstop. Order a pizza for dinner." were her instructions to him. "I will call the children later."

"Are you coming back?" her husband asked. Kim wasn't sure about anything right now. All she knew is that she needed to get out of that house, now! If she stayed a moment longer, she would snap his neck.

Kim didn't say another word to him. She just grabbed her purse and left. She started her truck up and sped out of the driveway. As she tore down her perfect street she saw her neighbor in the front yard with her husband. Kim slowed down and honked her horn. With her devilish smile she waved hello and motioned to the husband to come over. Sheila didn't get over to stop him fast enough. Jim walked over to Kim to see what she needed.

"Jim hun, long time no see!" Kim said with sarcasm dripping from her tongue. "How's the garden doing? Those rose bushes are so pretty this year! Hey, we should get together sometime and talk. We can talk about your dirty whore of a wife I just caught fucking my husband! Ohhhh, look at the time, gotta go. Say hi to the kids for me!"

With that Kim sped away burning rubber. Jim was left speechless in the middle of the street. In her rear view mirror she saw Sheila crying and running to her husband. Kim drove for about a mile and finally pulled over. She let the tears freely flow as she tried to comprehend everything. Not knowing what to do, she took out her cell phone and called her best friend...

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At the same exact time 1700 miles away, David Bautista was going through something very familiar to him. Catching his wife cheating on him. This was Dave's 2nd marriage, and this one is ending the same as his first. Dave was coming home early from work and was going to surprise his wife. Being the WWE champion entailed tons of traveling. His wife, though she knew his work schedule from the start, was sick of his constant traveling.

Then Dave walked in the house and found his wife giving a blow job to the plumber. He just stood their and laughed. "What fucking luck." he thought to himself. He was 37 years old, and getting too old for this shit.

"You have got to be kidding me Meredith. The fucking plumber?! I thought you would of gone for the pool boy, or the bagger at the grocery store."

"This is your fucking fault Dave! I have needs and wants. You're never home! And when you are home, you're off visiting those bratty kids of yours!" Meredith had crossed the line. She badmouthed his children. For a brief moment Dave thought he would reconcile with his cheating wife. That last comment threw that idea out the window.

"I'm leaving now Meredith. Get your shit out of my house by the time I get back." he said gruffly. The house was his. He bought it years before meeting her. He wasn't about to give it up.

"Fine Dave, I'll leave. Just remember, this is your fucking fault!" She schreeched. Dave didn't even hear her. He was already heading out the door and into his car. He drove off down the road, A million thoughts running through his head.

Dave's cell phone rang. Not bothering to look at the caller ID, Dave answered the phone expecting it to be Meredith. "What the hell do you want!"

"David?" He heard a faint voice on the other end. The voice of the only person to call him David. Kimberly.

"Kimmie? Kimmie I'm sorry. I thought you were someone else." He apoligized.

"David, it's over." She said softly. Dave then heard crying on the other end of the line. He knew right away what she was talking about. Dave knew of her marital problems.

"Kimmie honey, where are you?" He knew she was calling from cell. He was worried that if she was driving, she might get into an accident.

"I'm sitting in my car in the parking lot of headquarters. I didn't know where else to go." This made perfect sense to her. Also working for the WWE at their headquarters in Stamford, CT, Kim thought of the WWE as her home away from home. " I wanna go see Vince."

"Kimmie, come down to Florida. The girls will be ok for a few days while you clear your head. Please Kim, come down." Not wanting to drop his own bombshell on her right now, he was pleading with his best friend to come down so that she would be ok. Also because he needed her.

"Let me go and talk to Vince, ok?" she said almost as though she was asking permission. She was scared out of her witts. She knew once she told Vince all hell would break loose.

"Kimmie, call me when your at the airport, please." He knew that Kimberly would come down to Florida. She needed her family now. She needed him. "Just call me when your at the airport, and I'll come and get you."

Kimberly nodded her head. She didn't say another word. She just hung up the phone. Dave knew she was upset. He was going to call her again, yet decided against it. "She needs to talk with Vince." he thought to herself. "My poor Kimmie." He said out loud. This entire situation just sucked. What are the odds that their spouses would cheat on them and Kim & Dave would catch them on the same day?

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Kimberly walked though the glass doors of the WWE headquaters past the receptionist. "Mrs. Matthews I thought you were going home early today." the receptionist asked.

Kim didn't even respond to her. She just stepped into the elevator and took it to the 10th floor. She walked out of the elevator and direcetly to Mr. McMahon's corner office. Vince was in his office on the phone when she walked in. Vince held up his hand for a moment, asking her to wait while he was on the phone. Once he was off the phone he looked into Kimberly's eyes. He knew right away something was wrong.

"Kimberly sweetheart, what's wrong?" Vince was concerned. Hearing his voice brought her to tears.

"Daddy, my marriage is over." She sobbed...