A/N: Hee hee... we'll just have to see what happens in this chapter...

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Chapter - Problem Solved... I Think

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"What the hell was all that for," Dave yelled angrily at the man who was nearly as tall as he was.

"It is none of your damned business. This is between me and blondie," Tomko retorted. At that moment I thought Dave was going to kill him. I stood silently in shock. I could do nothing more. I could tell neither of them had noticed my presence.

"I think it is my fucking business," Dave said still managing to suppress his anger all the while moving closer to the man. He was beginning to intimidate him.

"Ok, you want to know so badly. He's fucking Trish, so I thought I'd teach the little bitch a lesson," Tomko said trying to look as though he didn't fear the big man.

"He wasn't fucking your skanky whore. He's been trying to fight the stupid bitch off for weeks and keep your damn hands off of him," Dave growled at the smaller man. I have to admit that the sounds I heard from Dave terrified me. I never knew he had it in him.

"Why? Is he your little boyfriend," Tomko taunted. I could tell that was the last straw for Dave. He drew back and punched Tomko. The blow was so powerful that Tomko hit the floor. I watched on as Tomko tried to back away almost as I had when I was attempting to catch my breath. Dave knelt down in front of the less than tough Tomko.

"Don't you ever hurt that boy again..." Dave trailed off as he stared at Tomko. Tomko nodded fearfully. Dave stood and looked down at him for a moment before kicking him hard in the ribs. Tomko let out a yelp with the contact. After he was satisfied Dave turned his attention to me. I stood frozen like a deer in headlights.

"Sorry you had to see that kid," he said as he approached me and placed a heavy hand on my shoulder. He must have seen the horror in my eyes, but I never thought that man would be that protective of another male.

"Uh..." was all that would come out. He smiled gently.

"I really am sorry you had to see that. I hope you don't think less of me," Dave said just before walking off. As he walked out the door I heard Tomko begin to curse under his breath. As I moved further into the room it got much louder. I tried to ignore it as grabbed my things so I could go to the shower room.

"You little bitch," I heard him mumble. I figured the comment was about Dave so I walked into the shower room hoping to avoid further conflict. I sat my bags down in front of one of the showers and grabbed out my shampoo and conditioner as well as body wash. I turned the water on to let it get warm. When I turned around I found that the only thing in my line of sight was someone's chest. I looked up hoping it didn't belong to the man I thought it belonged to. Unfortunately, I was right about it's owner. Suddenly I realized that I was the "little bitch" and I was alone.

"Yeah, you just had to drag your boyfriend into this, didn't you?"

"What? Boyfriend?"

"Don't play dumb blondie. I'm not in the mood for games," Tomko said as he moved closer.

"I'm not playing dumb. I have no clue what you are talking about. I have a girlfriend but no boyfriend," I could hear myself stuttering.

"Bullshit," he yelled. "You were the one who sent your boyfriend after me."

"Wait, wait. You think Dave and I are dating? We're not. How could we be dating? He is married and I have a girlfriend," I said hoping to dispel what rumors might come out of that assumption regardless of the fact that I knew it would only piss him off more. He drew his hand back and slapped me. I had never been slapped so hard in my life. I found myself on the ground.

"Listen..."

"Shut up bitch," Tomko demanded as he kicked me in the stomach. I almost threw up from the force of the blow. That only drove him further. I'm not sure how long he had been beating the hell out of me when the men who formerly made up the super group known as Evolution came running into the room. The three younger men went after him while the oldest, Ric, knelt down next to me. I rolled over to avoid his gaze.

"Punker, stay still. We don't know how badly you are hurt right now," the legend said placing a hand on my side.

"I'll be ok. I just want to leave," I choked out. Ric nodded.

"As soon as the guys come back I let them know we're leaving. Do you want me to call Amy and let her know," he asked me quietly. I nodded and tried to sit up. The attempt was futile. I was definitely gonna need help.

"Chill out kid. Just wait 'til the guys get back. We'll see how you're doing then," Ric said in that fatherly voice he used with many of the people backstage. I reluctantly lay there until they returned. That took a while...

When they did return Randy immediately began to pack up my things. I guess he figured I wouldn't want to shower there after everything that had happened. Dave and Ric helped me up. Paul just stared at me. I tried to look him in the eye, but I felt sure that he was about to give me a lecture on being weak.

"Punker," he said in his stern voice.

"Yeah," I responded. I looked up briefly then lowered my head.

"Why didn't you say something to one of us," was the question he posed.

"I thought I should take care of it myself..."

"If you are having problems with anyone let us know next time," Paul said in a tone I had never heard from him. I couldn't believe that I had heard that from Paul. It was something I would expect from Dave or Randy, even Ric, but Paul? I never saw that one coming. I nodded. I was thankful that there was no lecture this time. After a moment Randy spoke up.

"Ok, I've got all of his stuff. Dave and I will walk him out to the car. One of you need to let Amy know that he's leaving with us and why," he said. Ric and Paul agreed that they would find her and let her know. They also told Dave and Randy that they would get all of their things to the car too. They then turned and walked off. The younger man carried my bags while Dave helped me to the car. As soon as Ric and Paul returned we left.

The ride to the hotel was fairly quiet. I rode with Dave. He wasn't exactly the talkative type especially not when he was angry. We listened to music and he occasionally asked me how I was feeling. After the second time I told him the truth. I felt like hell.

When we arrived at the hotel all I wanted was to sleep, but I remembered that I hadn't showered and I still hadn't called Freya back. I knew I needed to do both before I went to sleep. With that thought in mind I went headed to the shower.

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