/AN/ Okay, you guys know what happened. No need for me to go into detail. Lol. Sorry it took me longer than expected to get this chapter up. My cat just HAD to pick a fight with a crow! He's fine, but I'm never letting that idiotic fur ball outside again. That vet charged me 200$ for a shot and a lecture. (rolls eyes). Well anyway, here's chapter 11. Enjoy and review.
Ashley woke up the next morning cradled in Dave's arms. She glanced at the clock, 6:00 am; it was time to get up. Carefully Ashley slid out from his under his arm, and draped some covers over him so he wouldn't get cold. She then went into the bathroom, and closed the door behind her. Ashley couldn't help but smile at her reflection before hopping in the shower. The hot water felt good on her skin. She had just started to shampoo her hair when the door open, and Dave poked his head behind the shower curtain and smiled.
"There you are".
"Hey".
"Hi".
Dave hopped in with her and pulled her into a hug.
"You know, I was looking forward to waking up next to a beautiful woman, but I guess finding her in the shower is cool to".
"Ha. Sorry, I didn't think of that".
"Well, we'll just have to repeat last night then wont we"?
Dave leaned down and kissed Ashley, then helped her rinse out her hair. After washing each other they wrapped up in a towel, and Dave picked her up and carried her back to bed.
"Dave, we have to get ready".
"Ready for what"?
"Our flight to New York".
Dave groaned and pulled Ashley into his arms.
"Just 5 minutes".
"Your pathetic".
But Ashley still snuggled up to him. Five minutes later Dave was begging for a few more, but Ashley wouldn't listen. An hour later they were on their way to the airport.
"I don't like you wearing clothes".
"I'm sorry B, but America still isn't a nudist colony. So, until then I have to wear clothing in public".
"Oh, but when that glorious day comes…"
"You want everybody to see me naked"?
"Oh, well, I'll just have to keep you to myself wont I"?
Ashley laughed and reached over to hold Dave's hand. Another thirty minutes later they had boarded the plane, and soon after takeoff Dave fell asleep. Ashley looked around and spotted Lita sitting between an empty seat and a sleeping Kane.
"Hi Lita".
Ashley took the empty seat.
"Ashley, hey. You feeling okay"?
"I feel amazing. My abs are a little sore, but in a good way".
"Okay, I'm gonna need more of an explanation".
Ashley started giggling, she couldn't help it, she felt like a schoolgirl with a crush.
"Ashley, what is up with you"?
"Oh my God. Lita you'll never believe what happened last night".
"Triple H attacked you"?
"Yes, but why would I be happy about that"?
"I know, but just tell me. The suspense is killing me".
"Well, me and Dave… we… well… we kind of… you know".
"No, I don't know. I have an idea, but you better tell me, and in full detail".
"Okay, it stared out that Dave was blaming himself for what happened with Trip, and then things got really emotional and I kissed him".
"(gasp). You kissed"?
"Yeah, and well one thing led to another and… have I told you my abs are really sore"?
"Oh My God"!
"Shh".
"Oh right. Oh my God".
"I know".
"That's great. You two are perfect together. Gosh, I can't believe you're a couple".
"Oh, well that's another thing".
"What"?
"I don't know if we're a couple".
"You don't? You haven't talked about it yet"?
"No, it hasn't come up yet. He's dropped a few hints, and I want to be, but I don't want to force him".
"Ashley, I doubt that's going to be a problem. Dave's crazy about you".
"I hope your right".
"Of course I am. Now, how sore are your abs"?
Lita poked Ashley in the side.
"Ow, sore".
"Good lord sweetie, what did he do to you"?
"Blew my mind".
Lita stared at Ashley with her mouth hanging open. Then started smiling and pointed behind her. Ashley turned around to see a very smug looking Dave standing behind her. Ashley spun back around to gape at Lita before burying her face in her hands.
"So, Ashley…"
Ashley's head popped back up.
"Not a word".
She pointed at both Lita and Dave before getting up and going back to her seat. Dave shrugged and followed. After taking his seat he watched Ashley for a while. Finally Ashley looked up.
"Yes"?
In answer Dave poked her side.
"Hey".
"Sorry I made you sore".
"Oh, don't be. I meant it in a good way".
Dave leaned closer and whispered into her ear.
"Next time I'm going nice and slow. Slow enough to really blow your mind".
Ashley immediately started blushing and then whispered back.
"So, you want there to be a next time"?
"Yes. I want there to be several more next times, and I want there to be many more times when sex isn't involved".
"So, what are you saying exactly"?
"I want a relationship with you. I want only you, and I want you to have only me".
"Are you asking me to be your girlfriend"?
Ashley was smiling now, but Dave had a serious look in his eyes.
"Yes".
"Good".
Ashley gently kissed Dave on the lips and stroked his face with her hand.
Finally they had reached Raw once again, and it was the last Raw before Wrestle Mania. Ashley had healed completely and couldn't wait to be named the Women's Champion. Dave was itching just as badly to get a hold on Triple H and his World Heavy Weight Championship. Rumors had been spreading like crazy about Dave and Ashley's relationship. Randy had called Ashley earlier in the week asking if it was true. She told him it was, but they didn't want a huge deal made out of it. To Ashley's surprise, he didn't lecture her. Instead, randy congratulated them, and even suggested they go on a double date after Wrestle Mania. Ashley had thanked him, but said she'd get back to him on the date issue. Dave and Ashley had no sooner entered the building then someone told them Bischoff wanted to see them. Ashley didn't bother knocking, but walked in and found him talking with Trish Stratus.
"You little Hell Bitch"!
Trish jumped behind Bischoff.
"Now, Ashley, remember what Eric said".
"Oh I wont beat your ass now. I'd rather tear you apart with an audience".
Bischoff raised his hands for calm.
"Now Ashley, just wait a minute".
"Why"?
"Because I'm your boss".
"Wow, I'm real scared".
Dave put his hand on her shoulder and pulled her back a little.
"You wanted to see us"?
"Uh… yes I did. Trish would you excuse us"?
"Thank God"!
Trish almost ran for the door. Dave kept a firm hand on Ashley's shoulder to hold her back. After Trish left Ashley brought her attention back to Bischoff.
"Well, Ashley its good to see you back at 100, and if rumors are to be believed, you two are getting pretty cozy".
"That's none of your damn business".
"Yes… yes, Batista your absolutely right. After last week I'm sure you're both a little upset".
"A little upset? Try pissed off"!
"Ashley I would appreciate it if you weren't so condescending with your remarks…"
"What do you want Eric"?
"Right, to the point. You both will be wanting revenge, and I want ratings. So, in promotion of both your matches this Sunday you will be in a inter-gender match against Triple H and Trish Stratus".
"Wow Bischoff, I'm surprised".
"Why"?
"I'm actually going to be leaving your office not feeling deep hatred".
"Well, thank you… I think".
Ashley turned to leave, but Dave didn't quite seem ready yet.
"What about Flair"?
"What about him"?
"The only way I'm going into this match is if Ric is barred from ringside. There's no way I'm taking her out there with him running around".
"Fine, Flair is barred from ringside".
"Good, looks like you'll get your ratings".
Dave draped an arm around Ashley's hip and led her out. Once they reached their own locker room, that Bischoff so generously set up, they were able to relax a little. Ashley plopped down on the couch and Dave lied down and rested his head in her lap. Ashley played with his hair while he just looked up at her.
"So, what do you think about tonight"?
"I think we're going to kick some ass".
"Ashley, I'm serious".
"So am I. Yeah, its going to be hard, but we are going to kick their asses".
Dave rolled onto his side and buried his face into her stomach. Ashley hugged him back while she continued to stroke his hair.
"I'm going to be fine B".
"I know you will, I was just noticing how good you smell".
Dave's voice was slightly muffled, but then he pulled his head back and flashed a mischievous smile.
"Dave, you are so bad".
"What"?
"I know what your thinking".
"I don't know what you're taking about".
Dave sat up, brushed her hair aside, and began to lightly kiss her neck. Ashley giggled as his goatee tickled her neck, and she half-heartedly tried to push him off.
"Dave! We can't".
"Oh, I think we have proved we can, and very well too".
Ashley smiled and was about to give in when there was a knock on the door. Dave hopped up to answer it to see Maria standing in the hallway. Ashley came up behind him.
"Hey Dave, Ashley. I was wondering if I could ask a few questions. We all want to know if the rumors are true. Are you two really a couple"?
"Maria, I'm so sorry".
"That's okay… wait… for what"?
"Exactly".
Ashley shut the door and turned to a puzzled looking Dave.
"That'll keep her busy for a while".
Dave smiled.
"Where were we"?
"I think you were trying to seduce me, and I was about to suggest a shower".
He didn't say anything, just scooped Ashley off her feet and carried her off to the showers. Half and hour later the two emerged smiling and slightly flushed.
"We better get ready now".
"That might be a good idea".
"I don't know if I can handle you dressing in front of me. Remember what happened Thursday"?
"Dave, maybe you should change over there. The more distance the better chance of us actually getting dressed".
"Good plan".
After exercising much self-control they were dressed, and were about to head to catering. There was another knock on the door, and Dave opened it to find Randy on the other side. Dave stepped back to let Randy in.
"Hey Randy".
"Hey Ash, um… you guys should probably hang in here tonight".
"Why"?
"Well, catering has now split itself down the middle. One half for you guys, and the other have their lips firmly attached to Trips ass".
"So why…"
"If you two walk in there it's going to tip the scales, and things are going to get crazy".
"I never would have thought it".
"Well apparently your well liked".
"At least 'half' liked".
Ashley went over to the couch and sat down. If she was stuck in the locker room she might as well get comfy. Dave turned to Randy.
"Thanks Randy, I doubt Bischoff would have cared".
"Yeah, well I should go. I promised Stac I'd be right back".
"All right, thanks again Randy".
"No problem, cya".
Randy left, leaving Dave and Ashley alone. One of Dave's mischievous grins spread over his face. Ashley rolled her eyes and shook her head. Dave flopped on the couch and once again laid his head on her lap.
"Your pathetic".
"I think the correct term is desperate".
"Why would you be desperate? Its not like you've been deprived".
"You can be desperate without being deprived".
"Okay, then your pathetically desperate".
Dave rolled his eyes while Ashley went back to playing with his hair. They spent the rest of the night just hanging out. Finally, it was time to head for the gorilla.