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Christy's Hotel Room:

Christy was busily packing her things. She was going to be leaving to go home for a few days after the show tonight. Anything to avoid running into him. She was reaching for the hotel room door when someone knocked on the door. She opened it and there he stood.

"Christy I want to talk to you."

"Dave, I was just on my way out."

"Please, just a few minutes."

"No, I have to get to the arena to…oh alright. But only a few minutes." 'DAMMIT' she thought. She let him in but left the door open and leaned against the door jam. Dave looked at her for minute and then began to talk.

"I don't want you to go to TNA."

"What the hell? Why are you so against it? It is my decision."

"Things won't be the same without you."

"So people leave all the time Batista"

"But you're not just anyone."
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"

"You're not like all of the other diva's. You aren't as obsessed about how you look and what people think about you."

"Okay what does that have to do with why you don't want me to got to TNA?"

"Because those are just two of the reasons I like you."

"Like, me? Don't start Dave, I'm leaving." And with that Christy walked out of the hotel room. She was going to the arena early so she could work out a little stress. Some me time is what she called it. Throwing her duffel bag in the backseat of her rental car, she drove to the arena. When she got there the stage crew was setting up the equipment for Smack Down. She walked to the women's locker setting up her laptop she signed into her online journal. She was curled up on a couch caught up in what she was typing. She didn't hear someone walk in.

When she heard her name she looked up to see Cherry standing there. She smiled at the girl and closed out what she was working on. She quickly changed into a pair of shorts and a tank top. She would go to the where the ring was set up and do a couple of runs on the steps, in the audience seating to work out what was left of her frustration. She was on her sixth time up the steps when he grabbed her arm.

"Dammit will you leave me alone?"

"No you walked out before I could finish what I had to say."

"There is nothing left to say."

"Christy, I am in love with you." Dave said letting go of her arm. She looked up and her eyes met his.

"What? Wait…" Christy was stunned into silence. That had been the last thing she had expected him to say.

"Christy, say something." Dave Batista said to her, while searching her face for a reaction.

"You love me? Is that why you don't want me to leave?"

"Yes." Was all he could say to her.

"Dave…" 'shit' was the only thought going through her head. Instead of finishing her sentence she kissed him. He returned the kiss. When they pulled apart they smiled at each other. The stage crew and sound crew had all overheard the conversation and seen the two lock lips. Christy and Dave ignored them and grabbing Dave's hand Christy led him backstage. Leaving him to stand outside the women's locker room she went inside for a minute. When she came outside she handed him a letter she had originally planned on mailing to him in DC when she got home.

"I want you to read that. I was going to mail it to you, after I left tonight, but looks like that isn't going to happen. Seeing as it would be pointless now." He opened the letter and began to read it. When he was finished he cocked an eyebrow at her and began to speak.

"Cold, uncaring, and incapable of feeling any human emotions?"

"Sorry." She said looking at the ground.

"But you still…"

"Fell in love with you?" she said finishing his sentence for him.

"Yeah." Smiling he wrapped her in his arms and kissed her again.

Lilian's hotel room:

Lilian had slept peacefully last night. She had gotten back to her hotel room around three o'clock and she was glad that she didn't have to announce tonight on Smack Down. They had ended up hiring some chic that was really talented at announcing. She apparently was an announcer in some Indy show. That was fine by her she didn't care.

Getting up and getting dressed Lilian packed the rest of her clothes. She would fly out to New York for a day and then join Chris in Atlanta. She was just packing up her things from the bathroom when there was a knock on the door. Stopping and dropping her things on the bed she answered the door. Jeff, John, and Ashley were standing there and they all looked concerned.

"Hey come on in guys. What's wrong?"

"Jessica…" Ashley began.

"Matt…" Jeff said.

"What happened?" Lilian asked

"They got a little drunk, well okay they got really messed up last night. And they ended up…"

"They didn't." When nobody said anything Lilian dropped down onto the bed.

"Lilian, are you alright?" John asked.

"Where are they?"

"Jessica went home, and Matt well, we have no clue in hell where he went." Jeff said. He was pissed. Matt normally told him if something was wrong.

"And to top all that off when we found out about them, so did Amy and she actually looked ready to cry."

"Ashley, she was crying." John said. "She came into the dining room and muttered something about it to Adam and she was crying."

"Oh shit, we have to do something, this could tear apart the group." Lilian said.

"Yeah, no kidding. And that doesn't need to happen." Ashley said. They all looked at each other and as one made a decision. Half of them would go to Cameron and see if Matt had gone home and the others would go to Columbus to talk to Jessica. They went and found Chris and Lilian told him that she would meet him in Atlanta that she needed to talk to Jessica, and Matt to get something sorted out. He nodded and kissed her forehead. She smiled and then rode with Jeff to the airport.

A/N Okay you are going to have to wait one more chapter to find out what happens between Matt and Jessica. Because Mickie and Randy are next up. Plus, we finally get to know Elizabeth. Jessica