"Layla! Layla!" Randy patted my face from where I lay on the ground.

"Shit, what happened Randy?" Dave asked.

"I don't know, she just passed out." Randy tapped me again, "Layla!"

"What?" I said slightly, "What?"

"Kitten, kitten," Dave dropped to his knees beside me, "what the hell?"

I had to play stupid, I had to. I mean Kevin just dropped in with no time for me to gather myself. Good Lord, it's a wonder I didn't just blab my secret without meaning to. I mean now that I know he's lurking around, I will be better but shit! I had to be more careful.

"Was that the Kevin Nash?" I asked, "Wow, I've wanted to meet him all my life,"

Both guys rolled their eyes, "Shit Layla," Dave said, "You scared us to death."

"I'm sorry," I said weakly.

"Here get off the floor," Dave lifted me off the floor as if I weighed nothing. He lied me on the couch, "Randy get something for her head."

"No, no I'm fine," I told them, "I'm just a little bit overwhelmed is all."

Dave shook his head, "Well no night out for you missy," he told me, "You come to my hotel room where I can look after you."

Now normally, I would've taken this as a brazen invitation to do things that I wouldn't want my Evolution consort didn't know I could do, but given the night we'd both had had, I took him up on it.

"You got it bud," I said weakly.

Nearly two months had past since the night Kevin returned to my life, I often wondered about the baby but not even I'm that bold as to ask for a child I'm supposed to know nothing about, so I keep my distance and surprisingly, he keeps his as well. Makes me wonder what that's all about.

Anyway I had other things to worry about then, it was time for Hunter to drop the belt, and I personally couldn't think of a better way for him to do it than to hand it off to one of his protégé's, we had already did the Randy thing, it didn't work well for me. I had Randy back in the scheme of things, earning his stripes, but Dave, hmmm, Dave was something different.

Paul smirked at me, "You're serious about this, aren't you?"

"Who, if not him, would you pass it to?"

Paul was stumped, there was no one hotter than the Dave right then, except maybe Cena, and I hated to do it as sexy as he was but I would have to use Paul's "disdain" for John to my advantage.

"I mean, you could give it to Cena," I said with a shrug, "I wouldn't have a problem with that, that man needs to have some gold draped over his shoulder,"

Paul let out an agitated sigh, "Layla, we've been through this, we cannot let your infatuation with this boy get in the way of business."

"Infatuated?" I was appalled that he would even suggest such, "Me? Infatuated with John? Paul I think your briefs are on too tight," I said with a laugh.

He smiled at me, "Okay Layla, well anyway, Dave's a go, I've already cleared it with Steph and Vince."

I smiled; I knew I loved Paul for a reason. I just knew it.

"Awesome," I grinned, "Does he know?"

"Nope," Paul began to stretch his knee.

I bit my lip, "Can I tell him?" I asked shyly.

Paul looked up at me, "Sure you can, go head kid."

I skipped down the hall to find Dave when I almost collided with a brick wall; Kevin caught me before I could fall. Holy shit!

"Layla is it?" he asked me.

"Yeah," I was breathless; I hoped to hell he didn't recognize me.

"You okay?" he asked helping me stay steady.

"Oh yeah," I had to be cool; "I was just looking for Dave? You seen him?"

"Oh yeah, he was head off in the direction of Cena's locker room."

"Thanks," I said taking off again.

"Be careful," he yelled after me, "Some guys aren't as soft as I am," he laughed.

I wondered two things, one, what the hell was Dave doing headed for Cena and two, why did Kevin have to be so nice to me?

Kevin's P.O.V.

I am trying my damndest to shake off the dust of being out of the ring so long. And Paul finally introduced me to the newest edition to Evolution. The way I hear it this chick is as shrewd a business woman as Stephanie, and Paul was loving that. I don't know, I think it makes her kind of cold and calculating myself. But then, I don't know the girl from a can a paint, I've only spoken to her twice and both time she seemed nice enough, but I've just learned that no one, and I do mean no one was as they appeared.

"Hey Kev," Paul greeted me as I entered the Evolution locker room.

"Hey Paul, how's it going?"

Paul nodded his head, "It's going."

"How's that new manager working out for you?"

"She's good," Paul laughed, "She's gotten so far under Stephanie's skin that they're sharing bone marrow,"

I shared a laugh with my friend, "Is that a good thing?"

Paul's grin became even more broad, "Hell yes, Steph has had wayyy to much of getting her way, it's time she knew someone could go toe to toe with her,"

I just shook my head, I guess it's why I would never marry within the company, sometimes it became too hard to decipher where the battle lines should be drawn and I believe that's where Stephanie and Paul were going to end up having their problems.

"Well what about your father in law, is he liking this relationship between his daughter and the new chick?"

"Oh Vince loves Layla," Paul was quick to tell me. "I mean, he invites her out to dinner and everything,"

I scratched my chin, like I said, the new girl seemed nice, but she seemed like the type that was very business oriented, I couldn't have a chick like that in my life around my young son.

"So where are the pictures of Terrence?"

"Here," I said handing him my wallet.

"Cute as always," Paul said with a smile.

Yeah, I thought to myself, it's about time for you to stop dropping some rugrats.

Layla's P.O.V.

I reached Dave just before he reached, John, I could only hope he wasn't going to maim the boy before I got a hold of him.

"Dave!"

"What's going on Layla, what are you doing over here? Are you coming to see Cena?" he was flying a million questions at me at once.

"No," I said, "I was looking for you and Kevin said you were headed this way, though I can't foresee why."

"Well I was about to tell super thug here that he was going to stay away from you."

"Dave, that's not fair, we haven't even starting getting close to one another for you to implicate that rule."

Dave crossed his arms, "Layla--,"

"Dave, we have to be fair," I said pushing him away from Cena's room, "now you scurry along and get dressed, I'm taking you out, I have fabulous news for you."

"Okay," Dave said heading in the direction of Evolution's locker room.

I looked over at the door to John's Locker room…well since I'm already here…

"Say what!" Dave asked me, "Layla you're joking."

I shook my head loving that he was excited about this, "Nope, going to drop the belt at, get this, Wrestle Mania."

Dave looked like he couldn't have been more shocked if I kicked him, "Layla, you did all of this for me?"

"You're damn right I did, you deserve it," I took another sip of my drink; "I couldn't see it going anywhere else right now."

"Layla, I'm so happy I could kiss you,"

Whoa! That could be taken way too many ways and we have had way too much to drink for him to be saying things of such nature. He's going to get one of us in big trouble.

"Dave you sweet talker you," I smiled.

"Thank you Layla," he smiled, "After all I've been through, and this really, really helps."

He and his wife had decided to separate after all. It cut me to the core of my being. Like I said, Dave and his wife had been through hell and back with one another and the fact that he couldn't make it work with her just, well it just hurt. I didn't have anyone to look to for a stable relationship, and no Stephanie and Paul didn't count because business was business.

"I'm glad," I told him placing my hand on his, "Anything you need of me, I'm here for you Dave," And I meant it to the core of my soul.

We sat around for a few more hours and drank some more finally I felt like I needed to get Dave back to his hotel room.

"Come on big boy," I said to him, "Let's get you to bed, we've got a helluva flight ahead of us."

"Yeah," he said downing his last drink, "Let's go."

I struggled to help all 317 pounds of Batista into his hotel room in one piece, and that's no easy task seeing as I'm on 150 soak and wet with bricks in my pocket. Somehow I managed to get him into bed, undressed leaving him in his tank top tee, red wine silk boxers and his socks. Damn that's like pleading to be raped.

Now I had been good for the last 8 months, I haven't slept with anyone since Maven on my first night in the WWE, focusing on just business figuring pleasure would come with time. I knew my boys didn't work as hard as they worked for me for me to go out and become a natural born whore for anyone.

I sat on the edge of the bed with Dave for a little while knowing in the back of my mind I was heading for trouble.

"So tell me what really happened with Angie?"

Dave sighed, "We just weren't meant to be kitten," he said grimly, "She didn't share my dream,"

I knew very well what his dream was and I made it happen, but I made it happen in hopes that Angie would see what she was walking out on. She had to know that certain things came with this life but when you looked at the end result, at the true bottom line it was all worth it.

I stroked his hair back, "I'm so sorry sweets,"

"It's okay I guess," Dave said, "Shit happens."

His voice was so thick with emotion that it pleaded with me to do something, to say something, to just run up and hug him, but I couldn't, I needed to get out of there before something happened we may both live to regret and neither of us could fix.

"Davey boy, you think goin' to be alright for tonight?"

"Yeah Layla, I'll be fine," he said, the tears falling down his cheek.

"Good," I said trying to pull the blanket over him and wiping away the tear that rolled down his cheek. "Very good," I kissed forehead and then he pulled me on top of him, I could smell the alcohol on his breath.

"Stay with me Layla," he kissed my face, "I can't be alone,"

"Dave no," I said softly trying to unwrap myself from him, "I can't."

He kissed my collar bone so gently, just a mere brush of his lips but it sent a strong tremor straight through me. I felt my immediate arousing. Going cold turkey was one thing, but this was like putting a buffet in front of a starving man. Do you expect him not to eat, he's starving for God's sake.

"Just for tonight Layla, please?"

Shit! What do you think I am? Stupid?