Part: Wedding Plans 2.1

A refreshed Dave and Lilian walked into the arena, their hands entwined. Dave carried their bags over his left shoulder, his right fingers gently stroking the ring he had given her about twelve hours before.

Lilian glanced at Dave noticing how handsome he looked in his white pants and blue shirt. He blended so well with Lilian, who was wearing a blue sundress with white hibiscus flowers splashed over it, a white flower holding her bangs back. They both wore sunglasses to ward off the bright sunshine.

"Good evening," the security guard at the entrance to the locker rooms greeted them, smiling. "May I have your ID's?" Resisting the urge to roll their eyes, Dave and Lilian handed over their ID's. They went through this daily with the same security guard, and the guard insisted on checking their ID's every time they came to the arena. A few seconds later, the heavyset man handed them back with another smile. "Have a good day, Mr. Batista, Ms. Garcia."

"Thanks," Lilian said politely. She glanced at Dave, thinking once again about how much she enjoyed the idea of being Mr. and Mrs. Dave Batista.

"What?" Dave asked, seeing the smile playing on her lips.

"Nothing. Just thinking how much I love you," Lilian said sheepishly, grinning when Dave blushed.

A few minutes later, Dave and Lilian entered the locker room they shared with Hunter, Ric Flair, and Randy Orton. This time, though, Hunter's wife, Stephanie McMahon was in the room as well. "Hey, man, how was the trip?" Hunter said, standing up to shake Batista's hand in greeting. "Lil," he acknowledged the ring announcer, leaning over to kiss her on the cheek. "You guys have fun?"

"We had a great time," Dave replied, smiling lovingly at Lilian.

"Fantastic," Lilian agreed.

"Okay, call it women's intuition but something is definitely going on with you two," Stephanie commented, raising an eyebrow. Lilian blushed slightly; Stephanie could read her friend too well at times.

"Yeah, I agree," Randy said. "But it's not women's intuition with me!" he added hastily when he saw the strange looks the others were giving him.

Ric rolled his eyes, and added, "Spill it, you two lovebirds."

Dave glanced at Lilian, smiling at her to let her know he wanted her to tell them. Lilian cleared her throat softly, then said, "This week was incredible, in more ways than one. This morning, Dave asked me to marry him."

"All right, man!" Randy cheered, standing up to shake Dave's hand and kiss Lilian. Ric followed suit, gently punching Dave in the arm and hugging Lilian.

"Congratulations!" Stephanie squealed, grabbing Lilian's hand so she could look at the ring. "It's beautiful, Dave!" she gushed, examining the sparkling ring.

"It was my mother's and my grandmother's. I wanted to give it to someone I love," Dave explained, squeezing Lilian's hand gently.

"That's so sweet, man," Hunter said, grinning. "And I'm not being sarcastic either."

"When are you guys getting married?" Stephanie asked, sitting down again, gesturing for Lilian and Dave to sit down on the long couch with her and Hunter.

"We haven't discussed that yet," Lilian replied, exchanging a glance with Dave, smiling. She knew Stephanie would be ecstatic and ready to make plans. She wouldn't be surprised if the youngest McMahon were to offer her services right then and there.

"Well, anyway I can help, just let me know," Stephanie said. "I love weddings!"

Lilian shook her head, chuckling softly about her friend's predictability. "I'm just so happy right now I can't even think," Lilian commented.

"That's how we felt also," Hunter told her. "It'll pass, though. Pretty soon you'll be walking down the aisle."

"Yeah," Ric agreed.

Lilian and Dave nodded, glad to have a good group of friends.

Lilian cursed, resisting the urge to giggle as she hurried down the hall to where she was supposed to interview Trish, Christian, and Tyson Tomko. She had been at the arena for over two hours and somehow, she was going to be late for her interview.

Lilian skidded to a stop in front of the three. "Cutting it close as usual, eh, Lil?" Trish asked with a grin, quickly changing her fun attitude into the character of bitchy heel Trish.

Lilian brought the microphone up to her lips with her left hand, speaking when the director nodded to her. "Tonight, at Summer Slam, Trish, you, Tyson Tomko, and Christian take on the team of Matt Hardy, Chris Jericho, and Lita. What are your thoughts on that?"

Lilian waited for Trish to respond, only to notice the blonde had a funny look on her face. Lilian followed her gaze to see Trish was staring at the ring on her left finger. Trish caught herself quickly and said in a snobby tone, "You know, Lilian, there are three people in this company I can't stand. Four, if I count you. Tonight, we will take care of the Three Stooges once and for all.
Tell 'em, baby," she said to Christian, trying to keep her eyes off Lilian's hand.

A minute later, the interview was over. The camera turned off and Trish turned to Lilian, a curious look on her face. "What's that?" she asked Lilian, gesturing to the blonde's ring.

"I wanted to go to your locker room to tell you before the interview, but you weren't there. That's why I was almost late," Lilian explained. She smiled as she continued, "Dave proposed to me this morning. We're getting married!"

Trish let out a small squeal, pulling Lilian to her in a hug. "You go girl! Congratulations! Oh, my God! When are you getting married? Where? Who are your bridesmaids? Oh, can I help with anything?"

"Slow down, Trish," Lilian said with a giggle, accepting a hug from both Christian and Tyson. "I don't know when, where, who, and I'll let you know if you can help with anything."

"Oh, it's going to be so much fun!" Trish giggled.

Lilian chuckled to herself. Between Trish, Steph, and probably Lita as well, this wedding was going to be a piece of cake to plan.

End 2.1