Chapter Four: What Happens In Vegas…

Trish Stratus sat waiting for Kali under the umbrella of a café patio table, an untouched non-fat caramel macchiato sat steaming in front of her. She had a ball cap pulled low and sunglasses covering her eyes. She had no intention of being recognized right then. She saw her young protégé from across the street and gave her an acknowledging wave. Kali jogged over to her, and the two embraced before sitting down.

"Coffee?" Trish offered, gesturing toward the cup.

"Uh… Thanks, no," Kali declined.

"Yeah, I don't know why I got it, I don't really like coffee," Trish sighed and then changed the subject. "So, tell me about Dave."

Kali looked at Trish with wide eyes. "What about him?"

"Is he training you?" Trish asked speaking with a very literal tone.

"Oh, yeah," Kali answered, letting out a breath, "Yeah we worked out earlier after checking into the hotel."

"Jeez girl, by the look on your face," Trish said, giggling, then gasped loudly. "Do you like him?"

"Like him?" Kali asked, trying not to burst out laughing, "You make it sound like we're in middle school."

"Well, you know what I mean," Trish insisted. "Just answer the question!"

"I definitely think he's an interesting person," Kali replied, choosing her words carefully.

"Oh there's more to it than that," Trish said, "He's "training" you. Right. I'd love to be a fly on the wall during one of those "training" sessions."

"God, you're just as bad as Hunter," Kali said, "Today was our first workout, and that's what we did, workout." Trish smiled at her and shook her head. She reached for her coffee and took a sip.

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Kali and Trish went for a run before Trish took her back to the hotel to get ready for RAW. She practically floated up to her room, feeling extremely happy and relaxed. The run did her good. "Now, for a long, hot bath," she said, leaning against the wall in the elevator and shutting her eyes.

"Sounds like fun, mind if I join you?" Her eyes shot open at the sound of another voice. She looked up into the handsome, grinning face of Randy Orton. "Hi, I'm Randy," He said, offering her his hand.

"Kali," she replied, "And I don't usually talk to myself like that."

"Really? I kinda liked it. You're Ric Flair's niece, right?" he asked, pressing the button for his floor.

"That I am," she answered.

"Are you coming to the show tonight?" he asked.

"Yep, I'll be hangin' out backstage," she said.

"What are you doing afterward?" he asked.

"Taking in the Vegas nightlife, how did Hunter put it, 'Evolution style'" she said with a smile.

"Sounds like something he would say," Randy said, "But listen, if you get bored, why don't you give me a call and we can do something?"

"Alright," she agreed, and programmed his number into her cell phone. The elevator stopped at her floor and she got off.

"Remember, I'll be waiting on your call," he called as she walked away. She turned and smiled at him as the elevator doors slid shut.

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Kali stayed in the Evolution locker room watching the show on closed circuit TV until after the event was over. Dave had been the only one with a match that night, against Kane, but that didn't stop the rest of Evolution from making a ringside appearance. Kali watched his match with particular interest. She reasoned with herself it was to study his in-ring skill to help with her training, but she knew that was only part of it.

The match was one of the best she had seen in a while. Dave and Kane were both incredibly talented She felt completely captivated watching them. Dave took quick control during the beginning of the match. She watched the look of intensity on Dave's face as he lifted Kane up for a sidewalk slam. The crowd cheered for both men, slightly torn between two of their favorites.

Kane ducked a clothesline and went for the choke slam wrapping his hand around Dave's throat. Dave's face showed his surprise. Kane let go of him when Ric and Hunter climbed up on opposite sides of the ring, and while Ric distracted the ref, Hunter got in the ring. He went to hit Kane, but Dave stopped him. "Get out, I can handle this," Kali heard him say. She watched the screen with wide eyes.

Hunter reluctantly left the ring, but in doing so distracted Dave. Kane took full advantage. When Dave turned around to face him, Kane once again grabbed him by the throat. He lifted him up and slammed him back down with a deafening thud. Kali had jumped up from the couch, covering her mouth to stop herself from gasping. Kane covered him and got the three.

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Dave sat quietly at the bar, spinning his glass between his hands. Hunter had apologized for what happened during the match, but Dave was still upset. "You okay?" He looked up when Kali took a seat next to him. She ordered a diet coke from the bartender, and then looked over at him.

"Yeah, I'm fine," he lied, and swallowed the last of his drink. He nodded for another.

"I don't think you need another one," She said. The bartender set her soda down in front of her.

"Yeah? Well, shows how much you know," he snapped, downing all of his drink in one big gulp.

"So much for being fine," She said.

"No one asked you, okay? I'm fine, perfectly fine and in the mood to get drunk," Dave said, glaring at her, "Is that a problem?" Kali was taken completely by surprise. She was about to respond, when she was tapped on the shoulder. She turned to see Randy standing behind her.

"Hi, Randy," she greeted.

"Hey cutie," He said, "Fancy meeting you here. Want to dance?" "Candy Shop" played loudly through the club speaker.

"Sure, why not?" She replied, she took one last look at Dave and then followed Randy out to the dance floor. He pulled her right up against him, and they began to dance.

Dave felt disgusted when he saw the way Kali was dancing with Randy and how happy she looked doing it, he wanted to be the one she was with. But mostly he was disgusted by how he had just spoken to her. She was trying to be nice to him, and he had to let his temper get the best of him. He had to be an ass. He waved to the bartender for another drink. Just then , he heard his phone ringing. It was Angie. He sighed before pressing ignore. He drank his drink and got up to go dance. A couple of girls had been eyeing him since he first walked in, so he figured he should take advantage. Maybe he could make Kali as jealous he was feeling "What happens in Vegas…" he muttered, smiling at the girls.

A/N:

Thanks so much for reviewing, I really appreciate it. I'll try to have another chapter tomorrow. Now, I have to branch off onto something else. I just found out that Molly Holly has left the WWE because of Divas like Christy Hemme and Candace Michelle getting more TV time than her. This is something I'm really tired of because I enjoy watching the womens division compete, and none of these new girls can wrestle. They're just talentless eyecandy, hired because they have big boobs and tiny waists.Where the hell are the real women wrestlers?It makes me really mad. I just really needed to vent. Anyways, I hope you continue to read, enjoy and review!

Tanfalath