Finally it was time for Raw again. Bischoff had called Ashley during the week, and told her he had found some very interesting video footage he wanted her to see. Ashley's bruising and swelling had gone down a lot, but you could still tell where the worst damage was done. Dave was eager to see what Bischoff was talking about so they got there fairly early, and Randy was waiting for them. Ashley could see the remains of a shiner, but that seemed to be the worst of the affair.

"Randy, hey".

Ashley gave him a hug.

"Hey Ashley, how are you"?

"I'm good, but your eye…"

Ashley reached up to touch it, but Randy pulled away.

"Its fine. Looks worse then it is".

"Well, that's good. I guess we should head to Bischoff's office".

Dave closed the trunk after taking out their bags.

"Yes, lets. I want to know whose ass I'm kicking tonight".

"Probably Triple H's".

"I told you Randy, I don't think it was him. Is he here yet"?

"No, thank God. It's too early to deal with him, and even if he didn't do it, he was involved. I know it".

Dave held the entrance door open for Ashley, and turned to Randy.

"We'll see".

Ashley knocked on Bischoff's door, and without waiting for an invitation, entered. Bischoff had been talking to Trish, but now they both had stopped and were staring.
"Ashley, I heard what happened. I hope your…"

"Save it Trish! Like you didn't know this was going to happen".

"I don't know what you're talking about".

"We'll see. In the mean time, don't worry. I'll still take your title at Wrestle Mania, so you can just run along and polish it for me".

Trish walked off in a huff. Ashley then turned her attention of Bischoff.

"So, Eric, where's this tape"?

"Hello, nice to see you too. Its right here".

"Can we see it"?

"I don't know about that idea Batista. I don't want you to run off and attack someone".

"He won't".

"Alright, this is what we found".

While Bischoff programmed the VCR he filled them in a few tid-bits.

"The camera man who caught this was hiding around the corner. He's the who got the EMS truck".

Bischoff pressed play and Ashley appeared on the screen. She was looking around the parking lot when a huge man in a ski mask and sweater came up behind her, and bashed her in the head with his fist. Ashley fell to the ground, and he picked her up and dragged her to the nearest car. He proceeded to bang her head against the hood, then threw her into the side of the car, and kicked her several times in the back. He then picked her up and power bombed her on the windshield. The windshield cracked, and her face was a bloody mess. The camera then focused of the man who's cells phone had started ringing. He pulled off his mask and answered it. It was Gene Snitsky.

"Yeah… yeah, I did it… no one saw me… right…hey, remember our deal"!

He hung up and walked off leaving a bleeding Ashley on the hood. Bischoff stopped the tape and turned to them.

"We don't know who he was talking to, and Gene hasn't arrived yet".

"I want Snitsky"!

"Now Dave, I won't have anymore attacks".

"I want him in a match"!

"Alright, but only in the ring. Don't go looking for him".

"Fine"!

Ashley stood there stunned. She didn't know what to say. Randy was arguing that he wanted Gene too, but Bischoff wouldn't let him out of his match with Flair. Finally Ashley found her voice.

"What the hell did I do to Gene"?

Everyone turned to face her. They had almost forgotten her was there.

"He better have been paid off because I was always nice to him… except for when he hurt Lita, but dude"!

Randy put a friendly arm on her shoulder.

"Gene's crazy, he'd attack his own mother if he wanted to".

"Whatever, I'm gonna go change".

Dave gave her a questioning look.

"What for"?

"I'm going out there with you tonight".

Instant uproar.

"No your not"!

"Absolutely not"!

"But…"

Both Dave and Randy cried at the same time.

"No"!

"How do you know whoever else is in on this wont come looking for me"?

"Randy can watch you during my match. Other than that your with me".

"Exactly".

Bischoff cleared his throat, but everyone ignored him.

"Excuse me! I'm sorry about what happened Ashley, but now I've told you what I know. We're still looking for the other party, but for now I need you all to leave my office. I have other things to do".

"Whatever Eric. Oh and if Trish pisses me off tonight I'll take it provocation seeing as I'm in such a painful state".

Ashley tacked on the last remark with deep sarcasm. Without giving him a chance to respond they left, Randy slamming the door behind them.

"Where to now"?

"Well. I'm still officially a member of Evolution, so you and me are going to our locker room. Hunter's not here yet so we'll hang out there for a while. At least its safe".

"I don't know about safe, but I got to change for my match. Dave I'll meet you two in catering".

"Alright, be there before my match".

"You got it".

Randy turned down another hallway leaving Dave and Ashley alone. Ashley didn't say anything until they reached Evolution's locker room.

"Dave? Are you sure its okay? I mean, Triple H is going to be pissed if he finds me in there".

"He's going to be pissed anyway".

The Evolution locker room was by far the nicest. It had a leather couch, a big screen monitor, and separate showers.

"Make yourself comfortable".

Ashley plopped on the couch and turned on the TV. Randy's match wouldn't be on until mid card right before Dave's match. At the moment the Hurricane was facing Simon Dean for the Sunday Heat show. Raw wouldn't start for another 30 minutes.

"Anything interesting"?

Dave came out of the changing room with sweats over his trunks.

"Shane's beating the hell out of Simon".

"Not that surprising".

"Nope".

Everything was really quiet throughout the night. Ric and Triple H still hadn't shown up yet. Which was making Ashley feel even more uneasy. Finally Randy's match was up, but Ric still hadn't come by the locker room.

"But…"

Ashley's sentence didn't finish because Flair's music hit, and out he came. He was fully dressed in his gear and ready to roll.

"Dave…"

"Yeah, I know, this is weird".

Trip wasn't at ringside. Randy seemed to note that too because he grabbed the mic.

"Where's your ring leader"?

"Watch your mouth punk. He's a very busy man, and has business else where".

Dave immediately got up to search the locker room, but there was no one else there. The match started clean enough. Randy soon had the upper hand and kept it for most of the match. Then Ric pushed Randy into the ref and sent the red flying. Randy was checking to see if the ref was okay when Ric hit him with a pair of brass knuckles. Randy lied in the ring half conscious while Ric grabbed a steel chair. The ref finally saw what was going on and ended the match. Officials dragged Ric toward the back while a bloody Randy was being loaded on a stretcher and sent to the hospital. Ashley had clapped her hand over her mouth and could hardly breath. They then were showing footage of Flair leaving the building. They went to commercial after announcing Batista vs. Snitsky was next.

"Dave…"

"You're staying in here".

"What"?

"I've searched to place, there's no one here. When I leave lock the dead bolt, only open it for me. I am not going to risk having you at ringside, okay"?

"Alright".

Dave got up to leave.

"Dave"?

"Yes".

"Please be careful".

Ashley had tears in her eyes. She couldn't stand the thought of Dave being hurt too.

"Don't worry, I – will – come – back".

Dave pulled her into a tight hug, and then left closing the door behind him. Ashley quickly locked it from the inside, and went back to the couch. The commercial break had just ended and Batista's music hit. Ashley sat on the edge of her seat with her fingers crossed. When Gene came out he had a mic in his hand, and when he reached the ring he brought it to his mouth.

"I got something to say"!

Dave was going to jump him anyway, but then Gene turned to the back and Dave stopped.

"We had a deal"!

Dave looked a little confused, but then realized Gene was talking to the other party.

"We had a deal, and you broke it"!

Ashley's breath was coming in short gasps.

"You promised me if I took out the girl! You promised me a shot at your title Triple H"!

Dave's mouth dropped, and Ashley was on her feet.

"That's right, he was the one who paid me off. I want my shot at the title now"!

Dave's shock was quickly turning into anger.

"Yeah it was him on the phone afterwards. He even tipped off the camera guy. That's why you saw me. He wanted you to see me. I don't know why, but for whatever reason IT WASN'T MY FAULT"!

Dave pounced on Gene, and quickly had him in a spine buster followed by a Batista bomb. Ashley stood in the Evolution locker room soaking in what Gene had said.

"Oh I have a bad feeling about this".

Movement caught her eye, and a closet door at the other end of the room was open and out stepped Triple H.

"You have no idea".

"What… how…"

"Come on, Dave's to dense to check the closet".

"Why are you doing this? Aren't you supposed to be Dave's friend"?

"I am Dave's friend, but sometimes Dave doesn't know what's best for him. So, I step in and fix it".

"Well Gene didn't fix me".

"No, but I will".

/AN/ Don't you just love cliffhangers. I'll try to get ch.10 up soon. Thank you to everyone for the feedback, I really appreciate it. R&R. Remember, the more reviews I get the fast I'll update. Lol.