I done gone and did two updates in two days, and working on the third! Holy crap! Anyhow, I talked to someone a couple days ago, and she gave me some really good advice(writer you know who you are!), and I'm trying to update and complete this story within the next two weeks, these last chapters should foreshadow what should happen next! I hope you guys have been reading in between the lines and paying attention, cause it's going to get real interesting from this point on! Hope you enjoy! R/R

-Actress

It was quiet in the Bautista/Henderson home. Heather and Aaron left to their around 9pm, and Dave helped them to the car since they had three sleeping kids to take home. It left Emylee to talk to Sam and Mary alone for a while. After everything, she warmed up to the couple, and even envied the connection and playful banter they shared between each other. She hoped that she and Dave shared in their new marriage. All the people had since departed to their rooms, and she was introduced to Dave's teens years since they were sleeping in his former room. Their were different rock groups posters on the walls, and he reminded himself to take down the barely covered Tammy Kitaen posters he had, along with the blonde haired blue eyed video girls from the 80s era that Emylee vaguely remembered. She laughed at the sight of the room, wasn't messy like most teenage rooms, but it was a guys rooms, only change was the bigger bed.

"Mom said this was my project tomorrow, you want to help me?"

"Aww, does David need my help with his room", she mocked.

"You better be glad we are at my parents house, or you may have a mouth full", he joked.

"Right, that's what you normally do isn't it?"

"That's right, and I can always take my turn", he suggestively added.

It was now 1am, and she sat in a dark kitchen just thinking about everything in her life at the moment. As she was deep in thought, Sam came roaming down the stairs, and quietly sat next to her, and she didn't notice he was sitting next to her.

"What in the world are you doing up?"

"HOLY!...you scared the crap out of me!", she said holding her chest.

"I apologize".

"No worries, and to answer you I was thinking".

"Ok, and what about?"

"I always wanted children. My last boyfriend, didn't really want kids, and I know David does, but our careers are very demanding".

"Ah, the children talk, one of many you two need to have. All I can say is be honest to him, he hates being lied to. Tell me, where did this thought come in?"

"It's about the child he may or may not have, but he refuses to find out".

"It's a sore subject around here. He was so in love with Amanda, and when she found out she was pregnant, it was t the tail end of the marriage, though I agree with you, it is his choice to know".

"I know".

"Well, talk to him about it, he's stubborn, like his mom, but he will listen, trust me".

"Yeah, at least he's not like my parents".

"I take it their not happy about the nuptials?"

"That would be putting it lightly", she joked.

"Stubborn, a smart ass, and assertive, a mirror image of Dave, except with boobs", he added.

"Thanks, I guess".

"Listen, you and he love each other very much, I see it. It will work itself out, trust me, after the fact he's had a crush on you since his lunch with you and Randy, helps that he won't easily let you go".

She smirked at the memory.

"Don't think I didn't know about your little display to Randy, I knew you were a catch then, but he didn't, all he thought was trying to save his marriage. When she told him that the child was his, he gave up and left. I think the was the same time he confessed his crush and the storyline with you began. I told him to tread lightly, become friends first before anything. That was something he didn't so with Amanda. He just married her because he thought he loved her".

"Really?"

"Yeah, friends always make the best lovers", he winked.

"YOU! You told him that..."

She smirked as she realized who was behind his sudden confidence when he started to pursue her. It was a hidden fact that only he, Emylee, and Dave knew, that after the lights dimmed, and the camera were off, he was scared of rejection again, which would explain a lot of his courtship, he flirted, and she responded. He moved closer to her and she moved too. It was all because of the man sitting next to her.

"You think he was as smooth as he is now? Well, I think he could have been, but he was out of the dating game for so long, he forgot the rules, I just helped along the way", he grinned.

He offered her a hand.

"Come on, you need sleep if you and he are changing that room, trust me, who knows what you two many find in there".

She sat on the bed, and watched him. He was laying under the moonlight, and it was early September, so it was still warm, but nice. He was shirtless, and his chest rose to the rhythm of her breathing. He was so peaceful and relaxed. This man was her angel sent to her my father, to watch out for her, question was could she watch out for him, and would he listen?

That morning she was already up, went he rolled over to snuggle with her, and noticed she wasn't there. Opening his eyes, he watched her walk back into the room, dressed in a t-shirt and crops, and her up in a towel, sensing she was cleaned up and ready to help him.

"Morning Sunshine".

"Hey Beautiful".

"You're slacking, I thought we were doing this room".

"We are. I need coffee, and I'll be ready to go".

"In the corner over there".

He looked over, and saw she brought up breakfast. It was his mother's cooking, and he also noticed the house was quiet. He sat up, and drank the coffee, and saw the plate of eggs and bacon sitting there too.

"Hurry up, this room needs help badly".

"Hey! This is still my room, even though I own my house across town".

"So what, it's bad and you know it".

"Alright, and if it is, you can't rush me".

She sat on the bed, and looked at him, with a un-fazed look. He tackled her, and she began to laugh uncontrollably, and he pinned her to the bed.

"You give"

"I will when you eat, and finish up, so I can get rid of these pre-pubescence posters".

"Ah, the truth comes out".

"Okay, okay, I think the posters are a bit much, but you are a child of the 80s, what should I expect".

"And if I was to go to your parents house, you can't tell me you didn't have "right-on" posters all over your wall?"

"Alright, alright, but at least my Tupac posters weren't naked ones".

"Ok, I compromise there".

He threw on a t-shirt and track pants, and began to help her clean and organize the room. Once going through his stuff, he began to tell her his past as a child, and she laughed so much it hurt. All the crazy things he did, and almost got caught doing, was too much. After collecting up boxes, and looking around, it dawned on him, their was no sight of him in the room anymore. His mother walked up, with a picture.

"I left out to get a frame for the picture you got me, well, I bought, and Sam and I thought we should frame the article".

She walked in, and placed it on the nightstand. It was of the latest photo shoot they took as he took his place on Smackdown with her. She stood back to back with him. The front read:

The King and Queen of Smackdown

"Aww mom".

"Hey, I'm proud of my baby, and my new adopted child, both on front cover magazines".

"Ok, mom, even that's cheesy of you".

"Alright then, let me get my digital camera, and take a picture of you two right now, and I'll put the magazine up with the other ones I bought".

She left to her room to find her camera, and Dave shook his head at the woman. She came back with the camera, and Dave pulled Emylee close to him, and they began joking around, and she snapped one of her making a face at the camera, while he laughed at her. The next shot was the one she decided would go into the room. They looked at each grinning, and it made seem like no one else was there with them, just the two of them. It was something she always wanted for both of her children, but thought it may never happen for Dave.

"You happy now mom?"

"Duh".

"Well, the room is done, except for the trash".

"Sam will get that, you guys go and get lunch, and thanks for helping him", she said with double meaning.

"Oh it was my pleasure to help him", she grinned.

The two made their way out of the home, and to a restaurant we loved during his time being a bouncer. It was like a diner, but specialized in Italian food. It had a family atmosphere to it. Carrying her on his back, they laughed as they walked into the restaurant.

"Pick up for Bautista", he said grinning at Emylee.

They stood, and he held her while they got the order. She went to turn around, and move, because some people were behind her. She politely grinned, and the woman began to verbally assault Dave and herself.

"Well, look who we have here, the one woman who ruined my marriage to my ex, and my ex", Amanda Bautista, now Anderson said.

"What in the hell are you doing here?"

"Eating, with my lovely husband, same could be asked of you".

"Same thing, how about we ignore you, and your so called man over there", Emylee added.

"Listen you bitch, it's your fault...oh wait a minute, you have a ring, he gave you a piece of glass to wear. I guess third time is charm, or in his case most costly".

Emylee and Amanda inched closer, with their respective spouses holding their arms back.

"Listen you have no leg to stand on in the "I was the innocent victim" stance. You're the one who thought it was the best therapy to spread your legs open to the first hard object you could get your hands on. I came here with my fiancée for lunch, you can go to hell for all I care. But for now I suggest you and your lovely husband get your order and leave before I prove to you that this", she said hold her hand up, "ring isn't glass, it's very real. Don't be jealous, remember, you picked him, I didn't".

Emylee pulled away from Dave, and sat on one of the stools at the bar. She was fuming at this woman and only met her twice. The first meeting was weird, because he was arguing with her at a live event. She walked in on the argument, and she assumed she and Dave were having an affair. It wasn't the best first impression, but it was a long lasting one.

"Let me go", she demanded.

"Let me explain something to you. I'm not even anywhere close to bing jealous of you. I've seen you so called skill, and trust me, I could do what you do any day. The only reason, I don't beat your ass right now because I'm a mother, I have better morals and class than you and those people on television".

"Yet your daughter loves me, she looks up to me, and by you watching, you are contributing to my salary, which makes you worse than my co workers".

"I'm just warning you, Dave isn't exactly the best man when it comes to commitment and responsibility", she grinned.

"Mandy, come one, Adrianna is waiting for us at home".

"Yeah, maybe instead of hurling insults at my fiancée, you should go practice being a mother and wife to your family, since couldn't get it the first time around".

"No one asked you", Tony said to Dave.

"Come on, I been waiting for this day to happen for a while, hit me, and make it good, cause after that, I hurt break you in half".

The two men should nose to nose, and Emylee pushed Amanda out of the way, and got hold of Dave, and shook her head to back off. That's all he needed was to have another lawsuit, and his job in danger.

"Listen to her man, at least this way, you'll actually keep a woman", Tony taunted.

"I'd be careful, Amanda may get depressed again, and end up leaving you and having another baby with her psychiatrist", Emylee said standing in front of Dave, as he smirked at the comment.

The couple left, and the comment she made to her lingered and ate at Emylee for the rest of the day. It was something she told Sam she would talk to Dave about, and really wanted to, but didn't know how to approach the subject with out pissing him off, and now it definitely wasn't happening cause after the silent drive back to his parents house, he wasn't in the mood for talking about anything.