Dave looked up hazily in time to see Hunter grab Shay by her hair; scream something he couldn't quite hear into her face before delivering a vicious pedigree to her. He locked eyes briefly with Shay before they closed in pain, her cousin standing over top of her. Suddenly he felt spurred into action; he stood up in time to catch Triple H running at him with a hard spine buster before lifting him into position for; and then delivering a Batista bomb, falling on top of him for the 1, 2, and 3.
Shay slowly opened her eyes, pain radiating in her temples. As she slowly focussed her eyes, she made out the form of Batista, her cousin's opponent kneeling next to her. Ignoring the pain in her head, she tried to skid further back from him into the corner of the ring, being so close to him felt strangely overwhelming to her. Her eyes suddenly locked with his like they had done in the match, this time not breaking contact. She watched nervously as he rolled out of the ring with the Heavyweight title in his hands. The next thing Shay knew, fingers closed around her wrist and she felt herself being dragged out of the ring and into his arms. She looked up at his profile, admiring all the features of his face, as he carried her protectively against his chest up the ramp and to the back. Nausea crept up on her again, forcing her to give herself up to the pain in her head and pass out in the new Heavyweight Champion's arms.
Dave walked slowly through the halls following the medical offices as he led him to where the ambulances were parked. As he laid Shay down onto the stretcher, looking down at her prone body, he couldn't help himself. Gently he pushed the silky tendrils of her hair from her face with his fingertips, lingering briefly on her cheeks. Moving closer, Dave pressed a kiss onto her forehead before turning away. He looked at the ambulance officer "Look after her, okay? You need to look after her, she needs protection right now", "Mr Batista, sir, you could come with her to the hospital". Looking at Shay again, "I can't…I'm sorry, I can't, just, just make sure she's safe", quickly Dave wrenched his newly won title from the referee he had given it to, breaking into a brisk walk back to his locker-room.