Chapter Fourteen: "Did you sleep with him?"

Kali sat quietly, deep in thought in the back of John's rented Hummer. She had left her car back at her mom's house having opted to ride with John and Sara to the arena. She stared out the window at the passing scenery, and let out a sigh. "Sweetie, are you okay?" Sara asked, turning around to face her.

"Yeah, Kali, you're being awfully quiet back there," John added.

"I'm fine, just anxious to get to the arena I guess," Kali replied, looking over at her sister and giving her a reassuring smile. Sara could tell it was a halfhearted smile, but decided against pressing the matter any further.

John guided his enormous car through a group of screaming fans and into the WWE staff parking. Kali hopped out of the car just as soon as it stopped moving. Without waiting, she took off in a run toward the arena. "Hey!" Sara cried, "Kali, where are you going?" She didn't get an answer.

xxxxx

Kali sprinted down the long corridors of the arena, desperately searching for the Evolution locker room. When she found it, she stood outside for a moment, and gathered her courage. She pushed open the door, and began to speak, "Dave we need to-" she stopped short when she saw her uncle and Hunter staring at her with looks of confusion. "Oh, hi guys," she said, feeling her cheeks begin to flush. "Um… Where's Dave?"

"Why?" Hunter asked, smirking knowingly at her. "What do you need-" He was cut off when Ric elbowed him in the ribs.

"Is everything okay, Kali?" Ric asked, showing genuine concern.

"Um, yeah. I just- I just needed to talk to him is all," she replied. Hunter continued to smirk, and so she added, "About training."

"Right," Hunter replied. "Well, the last we heard he was in Vince's office for something, you should try to find him there."

"Okay, thanks," Kali said with a nod. She left the locker room, and ran down the halls again, this time looking for Mr. McMahon's office. 'Please still be there,' she thought.

She became so engrossed in her thoughts and her search, that she didn't see Randy until she ran right into him and ended up sprawled on the floor. "Oh shit," she gasped at the sudden pain in her butt. "Hi, Randy- Oh my God!" she cried as he lifted her roughly by the arms. "Thanks," she said uncertainly, and then noticed the bruise forming under his eye. "What happened?"

"You're boyfriend," Randy replied curtly.

"Huh?" she asked.

"Batista, we got into a fight earlier tonight," Randy snapped.

"My God, can you two ever be around each other and not fight?" She asked.

"We used to be able to, that is until you came around," he said.

"Excuse me?" she asked, completely shocked.

"We fought about you, Kali! Again!" He exclaimed.

"Why? Why would you fight about me?" she asked.

"Did you sleep with him?" Randy asked. Kali's mouth dropped open in surprise. She tried to answer, but found she could form no words.

"What?" she managed to gasp in a whisper.

"Don't play stupid with me, Kali!" Randy cried, "Did you sleep with him, or not?"

"Who told you that?" she demanded.

"Your little boyfriend, that's who," Randy said.

"Dave told you we slept together?" she asked, never feeling so betrayed in her life. Randy narrowed his eyes in a glare, but did not answer. "Randy, I can explain-" she tried, but he raised his hand to silence her. That was all he needed, and wanted to hear.

"Get away from me, you fucking whore," he said in a harsh whisper, "You're not worth the shit you're causing."

xxxxx

Vince McMahon was taken completely by surprise when the door to his office burst open and Ric Flair's niece came running in. "Kali," he said, "How can I help you?"

"I'm looking for Dave Batista," she said breathlessly, "I was told I could find him here."

"Well, he was here, but he left about twenty minutes ago," Vince told her, "You've missed him."

"Do you know where he went? Back to his locker room?" She asked. Vince could tell by the hurt and anger in her tone and eyes, there was something incredibly wrong.

"Kali, is everything alright?" he asked.

"Jesus, would everyone stop asking me that?" she cried. Vince remained quiet. "I'm sorry, sir," Kali said, "I just really need to find Dave."

"Well, then you'd have to fly to Washington, DC," Vince said. Kali looked confused. "I gave him a two week vacation. When he left, he was going to the air port."

"He's flying home now?" she asked.

"Yes," Vince said with a nod, "If you go now, you might be able to find him, but I really doubt it. I can't imagine what's so important, though, that you'd come running into my office like you did."

"I'm very sorry about that sir," Kali said, fighting back the lump that was rising in her throat.

"It's fine, my dear," Vince said, "I'm only concerned that there's something wrong."

"Thank you, sir, I'm okay" Kali said and turned to leave. She felt hot tears stinging at the corners of her eyes.

"Wait, Kali," Vince said to stop her, "While you're here, I wonder if we could just talk about the signing of your contract."

"My contract?" Kali asked, turning back and blinking away the tears.

"Yes," Vince replied, "I've been told you're training is coming along nicely, and that you're doing very well. So, now all we need to decide is which show you'd like to perform on."

A/N: I've never written fourteen chapters in my life. This is pretty cool. I hope you're all enjoying the story. I know I'm enjoying writing it. Anyways, thanks for the reviews. I have almost fifty (Does a small celebratory dance) reviews, that's pretty incredible! You guys are the best readers any writer could hope for!

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P/S- did everyone see the "Bad Bad Man" video? Hilarious!