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A New Chance

Evan's eyes widened at the crowed around him. He smiled wide, each time seeing the fans just as amazing as the last. He looked around holding up his traditional peace sign and touched hands before getting into the ring. He smirked, ready for anything. His smirk turned into a smile when he heard the music of one of his good friends.

Mike, The Miz to the fans, was the one to be Evan's opponent that night. He did his usual before getting into the ring and flashing Evan a hidden grin.

The match wasn't terribly long and after Mike had picked up the win he headed back, waiting at the curtain for his friend. He smiled once Evan walked through, leading them to the catering area. "I hope you're ok," he said, looking Evan over. "I mean I didn't mean to slam your face into the mat that hard."

Evan shook his head. "Mike, we've been over this. I'm fine," he reassured, throwing an arm around Mike's shoulders and laughing. "I mean it's part of the job, what's there to be sorry about?"

"After last week, I can't be too sure," Mike answered, heading straight to the bottles of water. "Jack looked like he was going to just rip your tights off and fuck you in the ring."

Evan spit his water out, wiping his mouth before staring wide-eyed at him. "Mike!" he snapped, looking around at the few catering people and one or two staff staring at them. "What the fuck man?" He sighed, covering his face with his hand before walking away. Leave it to Mike to bring something like that up while he was trying to get over what had happened. He walked towards his locker room and drank the rest of his water before opening the door and walking in.

"You look good."

Evan's dark eyes snapped up to look into the deep blue ones. "What do you want?" he asked, walking a step forward, showing that he wasn't scared of the other man.

Jack shrugged, taking a few steps closer. "I think that's obvious," he remarked snidely. He took another step forward, making only a scare foot in between him and the smaller man.

Evan's eyes narrowed into a scowl. "You should go somewhere else than," he snapped back, walking past Jack and towards his bag.

Jack took the opportunity and grabbed Evan from behind, covering his mouth with one hand while the other kept him firmly pressed against his body. He held tight even through the struggling Evan put up. "Quiet down," he snapped, his hot breath ghosting over Evan's ear and down his neck.

Evan shook his head and opening his mouth as much as he could. He snapped his mouth closed tightly and held onto the skin between his teeth.

Jack yelped in pain, pushing Evan out of his hold to inspect his hand. "You little rat. You're going to give me rabies!" he accused, looking over his stinging hand. He looked up to see the fright in the hardened brown eyes. He sighed, walking over to the other man and pulling him into his arms.

Evan stood there, his body tense against the lax one of the man embracing him. He tried to ignore the feeling of Jack's tone body against his, the strong arms wrapped around his back and holding him close. He was scared but at that moment he only wondered why he was letting the other man hold him so tightly, yet gently at the same time.

Jack tried not to focus on what he knew had to be done. He bit his lower lip as one hand moved lower down Evan's back to cup one firm cheek of his ass. He waited for the other man to pull away and slap him but Evan didn't. His other hand moved just as low, his hands feeling up Evan.

Evan's eyes closed, his heart racing in his chest. He groaned, unable to hold back. He couldn't say that it didn't feel great to be given this kind of attention, since he hadn't had any kind of physical attention since the last time he'd slept with Matt. His fingers dug into the wrestling straps of Jack's tights, his teeth gnawing his lower lip. He didn't want it to feel good. He didn't want those strong hands all over him. He didn't want any of this! "Stop!" he gasped, the warm hands getting bold and trying to get under his black tights.

Jack stopped, pulling away in shock. "But… you liked it." He was trying to rationalize it all in his head. His arms were at his sides, his face completely innocent to what was going on. "I don't understand," he whispered, looking down in the scared brown eyes.

Evan's chest was rising and falling at an exceptional rate, his eyes piercing into the confused blue ones. He wrapped his arms around himself, scooting back until his back was flush against a cold wall. "Get out of this room. Get out right now!" he commanded, his voice shaky. His cheeks were stained red and he couldn't believe what he'd let happen. "Get out!"

Jack looked at Evan with an almost unsure look before looking down at the floor before looking down at his hands. "I… I'm sorry," he whispered, turning and leaving Evan alone in the room. He looked down at his hands, both shaky. He growled, storming into his own locker room and slamming his fists over and over again into the door. How could he let himself get that close to Evan? Damn he wanted that little body but he couldn't. He had to keep his space, he had to keep his space and feelings to himself.

"How far did you get?" a deep voice asked, causing Jack to stop his actions and tighten up. He chuckled, watching Jack turn towards him.

"You're not getting him," he growled, turning completely around to face the other man. "I'm not going to let you have him."

The bigger man smiled, getting up for his shadowed spot in the corner of the room to show his size. "Really now? Because the last I remembered, you belonged to me."

"I'm not giving him up!"

"I want him Jack, and if I don't get him, I swear it will be hell to pay."

"Dammit Dave, you're not getting Evan, he's mine!" Jack snapped, earning a stiff right hook from the other man. He looked up, holding his jaw, complete defiance in his eyes.

"What Dave Batista wants, Dave Batista gets and I want Evan Bourne," he said softer, kneeling down to pull Jack back towards him by his chin. "Got that?"

Jack spit right in Batista's face, earning yet another strike to his face, causing his nose to start trickling blood. "I'm tired of giving every guy up to you," he gasped out, smirking. "You're not getting Evan away from me like all the others."

Batista chuckled callously wiping the spit from his face. He roughly grabbed Jack by the back of his tights, making their faces just inches apart "Fine, I'll make a deal with you then. If you can fuck Evan, and show me proof within a month, I'll leave him alone. But it starts now."

Jack nodded, feeling the cold ground underneath slap into him. He smiled in triumph, Evan was his, would be his. He wouldn't put Evan through everything he'd put all his previous lovers through, especially Jeff. "Deal," he murmured, sighing and letting his sore face just rest against the cold concrete.

Evan was sitting on the bench in his locker room shaking. His arms were wrapped around him as he sat there, wondering what he was doing, why he had even let Jack get that close to him? Touch him so gently, so sensually? He sighed, feeling dirtier than he had in his life. He grabbed his shower bag out of his duffel and a towel before stripping down and getting into the shower connected to his room. He turned on the hot tap and filtered in the cold before stepping in. He let the water run over him, the spray running right into his face.

Brown eyes searched the tiled floor for all the answers to the questions swirling around in his mind. He needed to know why he'd let Jack hold him, why had it felt so good? Why? He sighed, sitting down and letting the hot water spill over him. He pulled his knees to his chest, thinking of his conversation with Mike, Cody, and Randy, then his talk with Jeff. He wanted to believe them and keep away but when he'd pulled away….

He sighed again, confused. His head was pounding with questions that he didn't have the answers to. Jack hadn't forced him into anything, if anything he was very gentlemanly backing off when he was pushed away and left when told. He didn't understand.

"Evan! Hey lets go out for some drinks! Eve, Kofi, Melina, Cody, Randy, Teddy are going. Montel and Ron got this club hooked up for all of us. Nao and Jay are gonna be there too!" Mike called, coming into the locker room and hearing the shower. "Evan, Gail's gonna be there too." He was trying to coax a response from the other man. "Evan?"

Evan stood, poking his head out. "I'll just catch up later or something," he said, forcing a smile out.

Mike planted his hands on his hips. "Oh no you don't. You get cleaned up and we're going out. I don't care if I have to drag you all the way there," he said, pulling off his shirt and going after Evan in the shower. "C'mere!"

Even let out a girly squeal before shutting the curtain. "Mike I can clean myself!" he yelped, curling the curtain around him.

Mike poked at Evan, pulling the curtain away from his face for a moment. "We could get you a nice guy and get laid," he whispered, earning water being flung in his face.

"Mike!"

Mike laughed, wiping his face and pulling his shirt back on. "You got five minutes or else I'm coming in after you," he said, walking back into the locker room.

Evan sighed, soaping up and rinsing. He hurried to wash his hair and was out within the five minutes, knowing that Mike would get in his shower with him. He wrapped the towel around his waist and hurried to dress, feeling a little better that he'd have something else to think about while he was out.

"Well shit, I may take you home with me," Mike said, looking Evan up and down. "If you didn't look seventeen still." He laughed, earning a punch in the arm.

"You aren't my type anyway," Evan retorted, running a hand through his damp hair. He grabbed his bag and followed Mike out of the room. "So where is this club anyway?"

Mike placed his hand on his heart in feigned hurt. "I'm so crushed. I could make you writhe in so much pleasure, make you squirm, moan like a…"

Evan rolled his eyes, the sound suddenly stopping from Mike's lips. He turned, finding Mike standing there with his eyes wide. He watched the other man watch what was going on with wide eyes. He crept back over to see what Mike was looking at. "Mike!" he scolded, pulling the other man away from the view of Gail undressing. "You pervert."

"I'm just a man Evan, just a man with needs," Mike defended, walking normal with Evan as they made their way out of the building.

"A man with a potential boyfriend," Evan reminded, getting into the Mike's car, since he had rode in with him.

"Evan c'mon. A man's gotta fuck. If Hennigan wants to play silly hard to get games, I'm gonna get some on the side like he does," Mike explained, starting the car and heading towards the club.

"What ever happened to wanting Jeff?"

Mike growled, looking over at Evan in annoyance. "You know you could've went with the rest of my life and yours not bringing him up," he snapped, turning the car roughly into parking lot.

Evan sighed. "He's single."

"Ev, he's not gonna be into someone like me."

"He could be if I talk to him."

Mike had a moment to fantasize before reality crashed down around him. "Yeah, and Matt will castrate me for even thinking about trying to unwrap that little candy," he whispered, parking and sighing. "I look ok?"

Evan nodded. "He's not that bad really," Evan murmured, getting out of the car and walking with Mike to the doors. "He's actually pretty nice."

Mike eyed Evan. "You sound like someone who either got some from him or want some."

Evan only shrugged, watching as the red ropes were lifted and they were waved in. He smiled at all the other wrestlers inside. He made his way in and over to Eve, sure that she would give him some refuge, after all, to all the divas he was like a cute little brother.

"Aww my little bubby!" Melina slurred, grabbing Evan and holding him to her.

Evan wouldn't have minded as much if his face wasn't planted right in between her firm breasts that were at that moment cutting off all his oxygen. He tapped on Melina's arm, trying to pull out of her death grip. "Can't… breathe!" he gasped, finally getting free from one of his good friends. "You're gonna kill some guy with those one day."

Melina chuckled, blushing slightly. "Oh Evy, you're too cute," she laughed, ruffling his hair. "So when are you gonna get a nice man and settle down for a little while?"

Evan blushed slightly. "As soon as you find me a nice one to be with," he joked, taking the offered shot that Eve was handing him.

"Well lets see." She wrapped an arm around Evan and began leading him around the club. "You haven't been with anyone for a while. There's Carlito."

Evan made a disgusted sound. "Thanks Mel but I think I got a handle on it for now," he said, leading her back to the table with the girls.

"That's Swagger guy has been looking real hard at you Evan. Maybe you should give him a try," she suggested, giggling. "He's pretty cute."

Even shivered, suddenly thinking about what had happened in the locker room before he left. "I think I'll pass," he whispered, looking off into the rest of the club seeing other groups mingling or dancing. He tried to push Jack from his mind watching as Cody and Ted danced together and Eve was flirting with Masters.

"Speak of the devil," Melina whispered, pointing towards the doors to see Jack look around. "I think it's for you Ev."

Evan's heard raced his eyes darting between the bigger man and where he was standing. "Shit," he whimpered, turning and leaving Melina's side. He hurried onto the dance floor, finding Ted sandwich him between him and Cody. He tried to relax, thinking that he shouldn't have to run from Jack and that it was only a coincidence. He was invited and he was going to have fun. He smiled, Cody grinding against him.

"Well isn't this a sight," Randy teased, pulling Cena close to the three.

"Fuck of Orton," Ted snapped, pulling the two closer to him. "Just because you and Cena think he's cute doesn't mean me and Cody are going to let you have him."

Randy laughed, hugging John close to him. "No offence Evan but I'm not willing to share John with anyone." He smiled waving as John rolled his eyes and pulled Randy to another part of the floor.

"Teddy…" Cody whined, moving between Ted and Evan. "You have to be nice to Randy." He pouted just slightly before getting pecked on the lips by his lover.

Evan smiled, easing away from the two only to bump into a hard chest. He looked up. The smile he had before started to fade as his dark eyes met the deep blue ones above him. "J-Jack," he stuttered, frozen to his spot.

Jack smiled, taking a step back and holding out his hand. "This dance taken?" he asked, listening to the deep techno beat fade into a slower song.

Evan shook his head. He looked down at Jack's hand and before he had a chance to protest he was pushed into him by a few of his soon to be dead friends. He turned and glared at Melina and Eve.

Jack wrapped his arms around Evan and started leading him around the floor with the other couples. "I'm sorry about earlier," he said, his eyes never leaving Evan's. "I didn't mean to scare you like that."

Evan nodded, his gaze lost in Jack's blue eyes. His mind wasn't focused on what had happened anymore, it was on how warm Jack was, how gently yet close he was holding him, how easily he moved them across the floor. He smiled, letting the music wash over him. He looked up at the smiling face and when the techno lights moved just right he could see the giant bruise on Jack's cheek. His hand reached up to touch the dark smudge, only to have it take by Jack.

"Please don't," he muttered, turning his face so the bruise wasn't shown. His eyes moved from Evan's eyes down to the floor.

Evan tugged Jack off the dance floor and to an empty table. "What happened?" he asked, keeping Jack's hand in his over the table. "You didn't have it when… well earlier."

Jack shook his head. "Just a little fight," he answered, smirking. "It's fine. I'll be ok." He couldn't help but think that he would endure so much more for that moment that little bit in time what he was with Evan.

"Drinks!"

Evan and Jack looked to the side finding a very drunk Melina passing out shots to everyone. They were given one and told to meet up with everyone at the bar.

Evan held the amber liquid close to him. He smiled, looking back at Jack's smiling face. He had to admit that in a way Jack was definitely good looking and pretty charming when he wasn't being forward.

"To the best job EVER!" Melina and Eve called, holding their shot glasses up before downing them in a single gulp. The others followed suit.

Evan coughed a little bit, his throat burning from the liquid. His eyes watered slightly and he scrunched up his nose. "Yuck," he muttered, setting the shot glass down on the bar.

"Not much for whiskey," Jack said, leaning in so he could whisper in Evan's ear. He smiled, the color on Evan's cheeks only deepening. The younger man turned in his arms and he smiled, those dark eyes on his. "Beautiful like an angel."

Evan blushed deeper. "If you acted like this all the time, you could have anyone you want," he whispered, allowing himself to relax in the strong arms.

"That mean I could have you?"

"I… uh…."

"More shots!" Randy said, breaking the two up and handing them another shot. "To great friends!" He smiled, winking at Evan before downing his drink.

Evan looked down at the liquid and sighed. He really didn't want any more liquor. He liked to feel light but that was it and he was few shots away from spending the rest of the night cuddled up to the toilet.

Jack took the shot and downed it. "You didn't look like you wanted it," he said, giving the glass back. "What are you doing the rest of the night?"

"I was gonna go back to the hotel and sleep actually," Evan chuckled, setting the glass on the bar. "Actually I should be getting back now."

Jack nodded. "When can I see you again?" he asked, gently taking Evan's hand in his hand. He knew he had to hurry up and get close to Evan, at least to show Dave that he wasn't going to just give up like had in the past.

"Well I'll see you next week," Evan said, smiling and walking away. He bit his lower lip, looking back at the other man. He waved slightly, before turning around and leaving the club.

Jack watched Evan leave, a silly smirk on his lips. He hoped he could get Evan to sleep with him before his month was up or else it was going to be worse if he didn't.

(A/N): Well I'm sorry that this hasn't been updated in a while. I've been working on this and the others while trying to get through my first set of college finals, packing up because I'm moving out of my parents house in January, and just the holidays in general. So I'm sorry about the wait. So past all that since it's not that important. So what do you guys think? Good? Bad? Going ok? I hope it's good and since I don't want to take this A/N out too long and don't have much to say title is A New Chance by The Tough Alliance.

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