Actually, it was Batista.
"Oh, I'm sorry that. Are you okay?" he asked holding out his hand to me.
"I'm fine. Don't worry about it," I smiled standing back up with his help.
"I'm Dave, well, Batista, but you just call me Dave," he said with a slight wink.
"I'm Emily. I just got a job here as a personal assistant."
"Yeah, Vince told us about that. Apparently you'd also like to be a wrestler, huh?"
I just blushed.
"You know, I could teach you a few wrestling moves if you want," he continued playfully elbowing my arm.
"Actually, Vince told me to walk around and introduce myself to everyone, but I'm kind of nervous."
"Ah, no worries, I'll walk you around. You shouldn't be nervous though. Trust me. Everyone's going to love you." He paused with a smirk on his face. "Especially the guys. You'll probably get hit on quite a bit, but it's all in good nature. It's certainly refreshing to see you rather than the usual fake blondes that walk through here trying to laid. They all look the same with their ten pounds of makeup caked on and their sun damaged skin."
I laughed as he added, "I'm not trying to be rude, they're just not my type. It just seems like I'm the only guy around here that actually gets tired of them. Any way, let's get started. I'll be heading to the hotel in about fifteen minutes or so," he said glancing down at his watch. "Here, let me take your bags."
I thanked him and as we walked forward, I spotted the locker room closest to us, which was that of Triple H. Dave saw me staring and made his way to the door as I followed.
"I'm not too big on this guy, so I'll just stand off to the side while you introduce yourself," Dave said quietly while stepping to my left and leaning against the wall a few feet from the door in order to be unseen by Triple H.
I took a deep breath and put my hand on the door knob, but as I did so, the door was thrust open and I fell backwards as Paul caught me before hitting the ground. As he was helping me up he was obviously trying to feel me up. I attempted to step back from him, but he kept a firm hold on me.
"Why don't you just come in here with me, huh?" he said quietly while sticking his head out the door and glancing around to make sure no one was watching. He first looked to his left, then to his right where he came face to face with Dave who forcefully grabbed me away from him and stood protectively in front of me.
"What the hell do you think you're doing, Levesque?" Dave asked angrily. Paul just gave him a pissed off look as we turned our backs and began to walk away from him.
We walked about two feet before Paul yelled, "Well you just have fun with that little slut of yours."
That was it. I turned around with a scowl on my face as Paul smirked at me. I made my way back over to him and stood there for a second just glaring at him before kicking him as hard as I could in the shin. He grabbed his leg while shouting, "You little bitch!" repeatedly. I just smiled at him as he limped back into his room to get ice.
Then my smile turned to a look of fear as I quickly turned to face Dave. "Oh my God, I'm going to lose my job now, aren't I?" I asked, panic showing in my voice. I turned and quickly ran to the door and knocked while trying to apologize.
"I'm so sorry about that. Do you want some ice? I'll get some ice for you. Please forgive me." Dave smirked at me as I pleaded with Paul.
"Aw, you don't have to do that. I witnessed this and you just did it out of self-defense, right? Vince likes me anyway. You have nothing to worry about. I'll just tell him what happened and, if anything, it will be Paul who gets punished, just not as heavily as he should be since he is married to the boss's daughter."
My look changed to one of relief and I smiled as Dave started laughing at me. "Oh, I'm so sorry about that Mr. Levesque. Please forgive me. I'll get you ice. Do you want some ice?" I smacked Dave's arm as he mocked me.
"Hey man, don't count me out. I was a witness too, just hidin' in the shadows. Damn girl, that was a hell of a kick. You're cool in my book." I turned to see who it was, and I was pleasantly surprised to see John Cena walking towards me.
He did some weird handshake with me that I didn't quite get before pulling me into a hug. I blushed as he pulled away and nodded to Dave. "What's up, man? When you headin' over to the hotel?"
"In a few minutes; we were supposed to be walking around to introduce Emily here to everyone, but we kind of got sidetracked with Paul."
"Yeah, I hear you. Well, I'm gonna head on over now. If you want to stop by my room later to hang out, that's cool."
"Alright man, thanks," Dave replied with a smile. John looked back over to me and smiled before turning to walk off to his car.
"Well, we only have a couple minutes before everyone leaves. You wanna meet a couple more people and then call it quits?" Dave turned and asked me.
"Yeah, that's fine," I replied as we walked down the hall. I heard some noise to the right of me and glanced over to see the rest of the wrestlers with their bags getting ready to go out to their cars.
Dave saw me and smiled before grabbing my arm and dragging me to the center of the room where they were and shouting, "Guys, this is Emily. She's the new personal assistant."
I blushed as I heard cat calls from the guys and offers to ride to the hotel with them. It was all in good fun, so I just went along with it smiling and laughing with them.
"Well, that takes care of that. What do you say we head back to the hotel?" Dave said with a grin, turning to me.
"Sounds good to me."
Again, we made our way to the exit and from there to the parking lot before Dave stopped and looked at me asking, "Would you like to just ride with me? I thought we could grab a bite to eat first. You hungry?"
"Yeah, are you sure you don't mind? I mean, I have a rental car and all that."
"Nah, just ride with me. Your car will still be here tomorrow," Dave said guiding me over to his car.
After taking my bags and putting them in the back, Dave walked over to the passenger side and opened the door motioning me in. "After you, miss," he said with a smirk.
"Thank you, sir," I replied, grinning as well as I climbed into the passenger seat. He shut the door and walked over to the driver's side before opening the door and climbing in himself. He started the car and we were off.