Chapter 7… Caught in the Crossfire

Dave "Batista's" POV

Watching Alex dance in the club was entrancing. She was beautiful. Not too tall, but not overly short. Her body was toned, but not overly muscular. I couldn't seem to take my eyes off of her.

Placing my empty glass down at the bar I made my way over to where she was dancing with Mickie. Just as I was about to speak Jeff grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms. Their bodies touched and grinded against one another. I could feel my blood begin to boil. I couldn't stand to watch them dance any longer, but I couldn't seem to take my eyes away. As seconds turned into minutes I noticed the song must have stopped because Alex began walking back over to where I was standing.

"Hey big guy!" She said with a huge smile.

"Hey beautiful!" I replied and tried to mirror her enthusiasm, but that was quickly cut short as I saw Jeff making his way over to where we were.

"Are you…" was all she got out of her mouth before Jeff dragged her away back to the dance floor.

"You ok man?" John (Cena) asked. Obviously my disappointment was plastered on my face for the world to see.

"Yeah of course." I replied, no ready to admit my jealousy.

Walking back over to the bar I sat on one of the stools and looked around. I watched my fellow co-workers interact with each other. Some we just innocently flirting with one another, others had actually established well working relationships, and then there were the one who would just sleep together and not think anything of it the next day. I began to wonder if my lust for Alex was purely sexually. I knew such little about this woman that had to be the reason.

Grabbing my cell phone out of my pocket I flipped through the names until I found the one I wanted. A man's urge for sex could be quenched from any woman, why waste my time waiting around for just one.

"Hello?" Melina answered the phone, but out of the corner of my eye I saw Alex and quickly hung up. Maybe it wasn't just about sex.

"Sorry about that." Alex said standing beside me at the bar.

"No problem. Want a drink?" I asked her hoping she would take it as an invitation to spend some time sitting here with me.

"Sure… Rum and Coke on the rocks." She said facing the bartender then looking back at me. I handed the bartender twenty bucks for our two drinks and handed Alex her drink.

"Thanks." She said with another gorgeous smile.

"You having a good night?" I asked her hoping some small talk would open the situation.

"Yeah it's nice here. I've been to this club before, but never VIP. What about you?"

"I'm having a great time now." I said to her resting my hand on her knee causing her to blush a little.

John Cena's POV

I wasn't big on the club scene, but going to places like this seemed to make Mickie happy, so I never complained. I mainly watch her dance with some of the other divas and let her talk me into a few slow dances once in a while. Right now she was on the dance floor and I was sitting on one of the small couches in the VIP area. This club was a lot better than most because we were able to have some privacy.

The new diva Alex seemed to be making a big impression tonight. Jeff couldn't keep his hands off of her and the closer he pulled her, the angrier it seemed to make Dave. For the time being Dave and Alex were sitting at the bar looking pretty comfortable with each other. Jeff glanced over to their direction every few seconds and the look on his face was one of jealousy, just as Dave had had earlier when Jeff and Alex were dancing. This sure was going to make for one good storyline if the writers ever got wind of it.

"Come dance with me." Mickie said. The song's pace was slow and all the dancers on the floor seemed to be paired off. How could I disappoint her?

Grabbing her hand I followed behind her to the dance floor. Finding a comfortable rhythm and pace she placed her head on my shoulder as we danced. Watching the other couples on the dance floor I felt the air charge with tension as Dave and Alex made their way onto the floor. Seconds later Jeff was beside them with the French Canadian diva Maryse. Things were definitely about to heat up.

As the song ended and a faster paced one replaced it, I made my way off the dance floor. However this time I had company.

"You need a drink babe?" I ask Mickie as I walk towards the bar.

"Long Island Ice Tea please." She responds. I order our drinks and take a seat with my girlfriend at one of the high tables.

"I think Dave's got a crush." I say pointing to where Dave and Alex are still dancing.

"I think Jeff's pretty smitten with her as well." Mickie states pointing to the charismatic enigma who has his eyes locked onto where Alex is.

We chat back and forth for a few minutes until Mickie finishes her drink and hops back onto the dance floor, but not before giving me a quick kiss. I watch her dance with the other divas for the remainder of the night.

As the bar begins serving last call I look at the time: 2:00am. As I look through my co-workers to see whose left I see Alex looking very uncomfortable sandwiched between Jeff and Dave. Then as if her prayers were answered Mickie walked over and dragged her my way.

"Hey ladies!" I say giving my girlfriend a quick kiss. "You guys ready to get going?" I ask hoping to be able to get some sleep before our flight in the morning.

"Yep." Mickie responds and then turns her attention to Alex. "You wanna crash in my room tonight? Friend don't let friends…"

"Get drunk and stuck between two hot guys all night?" Alex chimed in obviously fully aware of all the attention she had received all night.

"And you loved every second of it." Mickie joked back. It was good to see my girl have another woman to get along with. She wasn't real fond of any of the bimbos we have working here lately.

"Yeah well… I think I'm good to…Ok I'll stay with you tonight." Alex finally agreed after she saw the stern look Mickie and I were both giving her.

Author's Note: Well I am trying to stay on the ball with my stories as I promised everyone. Hope you guys are enjoying. xoxo Melissa