A/N: I did a little bit of research and as it turns out Mr. and Mrs. Batista actually did separate…hmmm imagine that! Makes me wonder if I'm I have ESPN…lol. Enjoy.

Even with my back to him I could feel the anger radiating through the room. They didn't call Batista the "Animal" for nothing I can tell you that. I could even feel a bit of fear coursing through me and he was just a big puppy in my eyes.

"Explain to me again why you want to hang out with such a low life thug?" Dave said to me rubbing his hand over his face.

I gave him a "duh" stare from over one shoulder, "Duh, he's only one of the hottest men to grace the WWE, I think he would look quite fine on my arm," I smirked at him, "don't you?"

Dave rolled his eyes, "Look kitten, why are you even going to this dinner?" he asked, "We all know how Stephanie feels about you, she practically wants to maim you, and you being perfectly aware of all of this plans to do what?"

"Go to this dinner with her family that her father, the patriarch, Mr. Vince McMahon invited me to," I said.

Dave let out an irritated breath, "Layla, I don't understand you."

"Don't feel bad, very few do babe, very few do."

"I'll tell you what Layla, the last thing I need tonight is to be alone,"

"My sentiments exactly, so you're already dressed the part, why don't you just come on now and go to dinner with me?"

David blew yet another irritated breath, "You know Layla, I'm really just not up to it."

"Which is perfectly okay," I said, "Look why I don't I send you to the hotel with Rey, he's really good at listening, and when I get back I'll scurry on over there and check on you?"

Dave just nodded; what else could he say, I was going, with or without him, I just needed the proper escort.

"I would rather you go with anyone other than John Cena,"

"What's your thing with Cena Dave? What you got against him?"

"He's a punk, a low life, Layla you can do so much better than him. What I can't understand is the attraction between you two."

"He's hot!" I exclaimed, "There shouldn't be much more to explain than that."

He shook his head, "Can't you at least find someone else to attend the dinner with someone else, someone else the McMahons will see on their level." He sighed, "Hell at least someone that can do a suit justice."

I smiled to myself, "Okay Dave, who would you suggest and if it's not you we can't do Evolution."

Dave smiled a mad hatter's grin, "I have the perfect person in mind, you just be here after the show, okay?"

I just shook my head, "Okay Dave," it didn't take much for me; I could take nearly any man in this organization and make him worthy to walk on the arm of Layla Tersi.

The show went off without a hitch, it was time to escort Dave to the ring, I always found that to be exhilarating especially since now Dave had taken to posing body builder style showing off those lovely peaks of muscle, I could almost drool on stage when he does that, but some things just required decorum. I can also draw energy from the crowd because though he was heel, the crowd loved him. Ah, I had a jewel on my hands and I knew it.

"The following contest is scheduled for one fall," Lillian Garcia called across the arena, "Being accompanied by The Huntress Jade Scorpion, from Washington D.C., weighing in at 317 pounds, Batista!"

Batista was in the ring jumping around to stay warmed up for his opponent, I stood in the ring, walking around him, keeping my eyes locked on who would come out from behind those curtains. I was very specific with Mrs. McMahon-Levesque, I wanted my man to have someone on his level and damn it that's what I meant.

"Wait, wait, wait," a shrill voice laced the arena, "before this match goes any further I have had a request run by me and I decided to take the competitor up on it," Stephanie smiled at me.

I grabbed a mic, "Let's hear it Stephanie," I said.

"Batista's opponent seems to have a little crush on you," Stephanie said with a sick smile, I looked at Batista, who the hell was his opponent!

"And?"

"And I told him you wouldn't mind going out with him and I'm sure my word reigns true,"

I narrowed my eyes on Stephanie; this bitch was going to make me scratch her eyes out, "Well you tell his opponent, to be a man about it. Nothing in this world is free, than includes this ass," I smirked, "He wants it, he's going to have to earn it just like any other man who's had it."

Stephanie sent me a look, "I'm sure he won't have a problem with that, so let's set this stipulation, if Batista wins no date, but if his opponent wins," she let her sentence dangle. I look at Batista; he returned the glace and nodded slightly.

"I'd say bring it on,"

"Perfect," she said, "may the best man win."

I'm sure this won't be too hard; it isn't as if there isn't an abundance of screw-able men in this business.

"You're sure you want to do this?" he asked me silently.

"Yeah," but no sooner than that word had left my mouth, suddenly flames hit and his opponent walked from behind the curtain. My eyes grew wide, holy shit!

"And his opponent, weighing in at 326 pounds, Kane!" Stephanie announced looking triumphant.

My eyes met Batista's as Kane looked at me with a sadistic grin, "What the hell?" I mouthed to Batista silently.

But Batista just grinned at me evilly, "Don't worry, I got this."

He had better have this, because Kane was known for hurting divas and I would kill the bastard where he stood. Besides, he's really not my type and he would not look good upon my dinner with the McMahon's tonight. I had to give it to the little brat; this was definitely a good strategy.

The two massive competitors locked up with Kane getting the better of Batista in the early going. Batista got shot into the ropes where he was met by Kane's big foot. Oh dear God, I thought, this is bad. Kane looked over at me and laughed.

"You sick bastard!" I yelled at him, "Come on Dave, come on baby."

I knew Dave had already had his mind on other things, Angela and his family, but I needed him to win this and if he did I would give him the WWE at his feet, because be damned if I was going to go out on a date with Kane, just look at him. Talk about things that made you go, Bleh!

Batista got back on his feet, Kane knocked him down with a clothes line, oh god, that's it, I'm gonna have to go out with Kane; I could feel myself getting nauseous already.

"Dave please," I pleaded with him, I knew that bitch was back there watching and she knew I would never in a million years take Kane to dinner with me, and she was right, I wouldn't, and just wait until she sees what I have in mind.

"Come on Kane, you want me you work for me,"

Dave's head shot up looking at me as if I'd shot him, he shook his head slowly at me.

"Whip his ass Kane," I taunted, "Fuck him up and you can have me on a plate tonight."

My new found interest in Kane only served to put a fire under Batista's ass because he started going to town on Kane, hitting more times than my eyes could see, and my taunting only served to distract Kane, throw him off his game plan. No woman actually wants Kane, and that's what he gets off on.

"Come, come Kane, I need you," I went in for the kill, "I need you to love me."

Dave "Batista-bombed" Kane so quick it made both of our heads spin, and there was the pin.

"I guess Jade will have no date tonight King," J.R. stated.

"And a good thing too, no woman should be subjected to that,"

"You have to think that this does not sit well with Stephanie."

"Oh not at all, J.R.," King chuckled, "Stephanie sent Kane out here to do a job that didn't get done, heads are gonna roll all over the locker room."

I jumped into Batista's arms after he stood up anger smoldering in his eyes.

He put me down, "What the hell was that Jade?" he screamed into the mic.

"It was all apart of the plan Batista," I said bowing slightly, "I don't gamble, I needed a sure thing."

"A sure thing?" he screeched, "Do you think I can't handle myself?"

"I didn't say that, but behind every good man is a damn good woman."

He pondered that and started smiling, and scooped me up and swung me around. I looked up at the titan-tron,

"Interception," I said into the mic, "Now our team has the ball, sorry," I sent a smile back there and she knew who it was for.

We went backstage feeling pretty good about ourselves, it was sad that Stephanie really didn't like me. We could actually be apart of the same team if she would just learn to cede.

Just then Paul ran up to Batista and me, "Look Layla, I know we were all supposed to go dinner, but Stephanie isn't feeling well."

I cocked my eyebrow; I'll just bet she isn't feeling well. "Oh dear," I said, "She seemed fine just a minute ago, I hope everything is okay."

Paul nodded, "Yeah I'm sure she'll be okay, I just need to get her somewhere so she could rest."

Batista nodded sympathetically, "Yeah, go ahead Paul."

"Vince said he'd would certain reschedule."

"Tell Vince to take his time," my smile was still polite, but I wasn't buying this sick thing any more than I could pick Dave up and throw him down the hall.

"Okay," Paul went on down the hall.

"I guess this means I can cancel your date for tonight."

I smiled back at him, "That would depend on who you got me,"

"One Adam Copeland,"

"Isn't he dating that red head chick, Lita?"

"Well you weren't intending on being serious were you? Just someone could do a suit justice."

"Obviously, I'm going to tell you something though. If you gave me Adam, and he did that suit justice the way I think he will. I'd bang him."

"You'd what?" Batista looked as if his eyes might roll out of his head.

"Without a second thought," I told him knowing full well he'd heard me.

"My God kitten," Batista wrapped his arm around me, "I think we might've underestimated you."

Oh mistake, I can't have them thinking I'm some sort of slut puppy.

"Well let Randy tell it, and I quote, if she sticks with us for a little while we'll have her purring like the sex kitten she is in no time." She smiled, "He said who better to bring the fire out of this little sweetheart, if I remember correctly."

"Yeah I said that," Randy said as we walked into the locker room, "Damn Layla, you got a memory like a damn elephant."

"Well I try," I said.

Randy moved to make himself a drink at the wet bar, "Don't back there," Dave shouted, "Layla dropped a glass earlier,"

Randy shrugged, "Layla it's not like you to be the klutzy,"

I rolled my eyes, "Well I heard some news that would make anyone drop something," I looked at Dave, "I'm sure you got it all up when I dropped it, let the man make himself a drink," I jumped up, "As a matter of fact, Dave why don't' you hop in the shower so we can leave, Randy have a seat, I'll make you a drink."

"Thank you Layla," Randy smiled those big blue eyes blazed at me, "What's going on with Dave?"

"He's not feeling all that hot," I answered.

"Yeah? Well neither is Steph, must be something going around."

I looked up at him from the mention of Stephanie's name, "Yeah, something's going around alright."

Just then, as I handed Randy his drink, Lita came bursting in like a mad woman, "You stay away from Layla."

"Stay away from who?" I asked confused, what the hell?

"Adam," She said simply. I had to laugh at her, I couldn't help it. "The hell is so funny Layla?"

"You think I want Adam?" I asked between bouts of laughter. "Um, so not."

"Wha--? I thought--,"

"Sit down Amy; let me make you a drink," I handed her a scotch and soda, "Look, I like Cena,"

"Cena--,"

"Yeah, John's a total hottie, anyway, Dave," I nodded my head toward the shower, "isn't feeling that. So I had a dinner to go to tonight and Dave said he wouldn't let me go unless I had the proper escort."

"Serves you right," Randy said.

I took Randy's glass to freshen up his drink, "Anyway, I said I didn't know anyone else and he said he would find someone to escort me. I didn't know who until a few minutes ago after the dinner was cancelled."

Amy put her hand through her hair, "Oh God, Layla,"

I held my hand up to stop her, "If it was Cena and the shoe was on the other foot, I would've done the same thing," I held out my hand, "truce?"

"Truce," she shook my hand and finished her drink. "Sorry Layla,"

"Don't sweat the small stuff love," I said as she left the room.

"Layla--,"

"What Randy?"

"All of the men in Evolution,"

"The one I want had made other plans,"

"I was free,"

"That ought to tell you something."

"Go to hell Layla,"

"I vacation there," I said with a smirk.

Dave came out of the shower wearing a towel, the water clinging to him, running down his bare chest. Shit.

"Um, Layla, drool much," Randy threw a pillow at me.

"Suck my--,"

"Layla!" Dave exclaimed

"Toe?"

Dave broke into a grin, "Layla you are too much,"

"I know," I said over my shoulder, "I know, get dressed before someone has to report a sex crime in here,"

"Can't rape the willing Layla," Dave said disappearing to get dressed.

You got that shit right, well, as long as you're taking baby I'm giving, remember that.

"Go on somewhere Dave before you start something you can't finish,"

"Oh, flirt much," Randy said.

"Shut up,"

"If I didn't know any better Layla, I'd say you and Dave have got a little thing going."

"Shut up Randy, Dave is a married man,"

"I know that," Randy said, "Don't take everything so personal, it's going to be okay."

"Shut up Randy," I said irritably.

"Randy," a strange voice called out from behind me, "where's Paul?"

I froze, oh Jesus no. Jesus no.

"Taking care of Stephanie, Steph came down with a little something."

"Oh poor Steph," The voice paused, "Who've we here?"

"Kevin, this is Layla, Layla this,"

"Is the infamous Kevin Nash I've heard so much about," I extended my hand, "a pleasure to finally meet you."

"Likewise," Kevin said shaking my hand, "I've heard a lot about you Layla,"

"All good I hope,"

"Of course," Kevin smiled down at me, "of course. Well Randy tells Paul I stopped by."

"No problem Kev,"

"Layla, it was a pleasure meeting you."

"You too,"

When Kevin was safely out the door, I fainted.