Disclaimer: Don't own nothing 'cept my characters and the peice of gum I'm chewing as I write this.

A/N: Gosh, I need a title for this. '

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Gwen huffed down the arena corridor, she had just been insulted, or at least she thought she had been, by Eddie Guerrero. She kept telling herself she wasn't some girl who was looking to sleep with wrestlers and that she'd get home on her own.

Stopping in her tracks, she punched the wall in frustration. She was left behind by her so called boyfriend, her mom had yelled at her because of that, and she was mistaken for a rabid fan girl. Punching the wall again, she gasped at how much her hand hurt from the first punch.

Holding her hand, she leaned against the wall holding back the fresh batch of tears that had welled up in her eyes. Staring down at her hand she began to wonder if Batista had even noticed that she had taken off.

"Excuse me, Miss, are you lost or somthin'?" A voice asked.

Looking up she saw John Cena looking at her. 'Great, I wonder if he thinks I'm some cheap trick.' She thought as Cena bent over and took hold of her injured hand.

"Damn, girl." He mumbled looking at the puffy hand. "What did you do?" he asked looking back up at Gwen.

Gwen blushed, "I kinda punched the wall..." she said sheepishly looking down at the floor.

Cena chuckled, "You sure did. Damn, I would have hated to have been that wall when you hit it." he said with a grin causing Gwen to blush more and even giggle. "Why don't you come with me and put some ice on that?" He suggested. Gwen nodded and followed him to his dressing room.

Batista had just turned the corner only to see Gwen and John Cena walk away. Frowning, he followed them knowing Cena's history of being a player and had a bad feeling that something was going to happen.

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Cena opened the door to his dressing room and lead Gwen to a small chair while he got an ice pack. Once he situated the ice pack on her hand, he took a seat across from her and stared at her.

"So what's your name?" He asked.

Gwen looked up and smiled, "My name is Gwen." she said before looking back down at her hand.

Cena grinned, "Gwen, huh? That's a pretty name." he said, "So where ya from?"

"Canada." She replied keeping her eyes on her hand. She suddenly felt uncomfortable being with the wrestler.

"Canada is such a lovely place." He said as he took her injured hand. Gwen stiffened for a moment, but relaxed when she saw that he was just checking it. "Relax, I won't hurt you. I'm not like that." He said as he moved the ice pack on her hand.

"I'm sorry." She mumbled.

"Ah, that's okay. Not often we get a fan who isn't obsessed." He said leaning back into his chair.

Gwen smiled, "I'm quite obsessed, but I know my limits." she said with a laugh before they heard a knock on the door.

"Yeah?" Cena called out.

"Hey, John, have you seen a girl running' around?" Batista said as he opened the door.

"Depends, I see lots of girls running around." John said with a smirk which made Batista sigh and shake his head as he entered the room and saw Gwen.

"I see you already found her." He said nodding his head at Gwen before noticing her hand, "What happened to your hand?" he asked.

Gwen was about to answer, but John got ahead of her. "She slipped and fell, landed on her hand." He said winking at Gwen which caused her to frown. She didn't need him to lie for her.

Dave raised and eyebrow, he didn't believe John's story but he wasn't going to question it either. "Ah. I was wondering where you went." He said pulling up a seat beside John, "I'm sorry for what Eddie said earlier, he was only kidding."

Gwen shifted in her seat, she wasn't used to being around people who were famous and she didn't know what she was still doing there. "That's okay... I know how much of a kidder he is." She said with a forced smile.

"Well, I think I should get going... thanks for your help Mr. Cena." She said as she stood up, took the ice pack off setting it on his table before heading out the door.

Dave got up and followed her before grabbing her arm, "Are you sure you're okay?" he asked looking into her eyes. 'They're a nice shade of blue.' he thought to himself before mentally hitting himself.

"I don't want to be a bother." Gwen said looking at the ground.

Dave grinned, "Nonsense!" he said, "I'd be glad to help." he wasn't sure why, but there was something about her that got to him.

Gwen sighed; she was no good at arguing with men, especially ones that she liked. "If you insist." She said looking up at him. It surprised her how nice celebrities were; she had always thought that they would only help out someone if it meant good publicity.

Leading her to his dressing room, he remembered that he didn't know anything about her. "So what's your name, kid?" he asked as he opened the door for her.

"Gwen. Gwen Lovet." She said as she entered the room, "I'm from New Brunswick, and I am twenty years old." she said knowing he would have wanted to know that eventually.

"Gwen. Pretty name for a pretty girl." He said causing her to blush, " and a Canadian too. Must be a big fan to have come here." he said sitting down on the couch that was in the room. "But twenty? Hell, I thought you were at least fourteen or fifteen." He said with a laugh.

Gwen blushed more and took a seat in a chair next to him, "Yeah, I get that a lot." she said playing with a strand of hair. "So how do you plan on helping me?" She asked.

Dave thought for a moment, he had a day off tomorrow and they weren't leaving until the day after that so that was a good thing. "How far away do you live?" he asked,

"Mm, about three hours." She replied.

Dave nodded, "How does this sound? You stay with me at my room, and tomorrow I will personally drive you back to your home." he said.

Gwen's jaw dropped. Her favorite wrestler had just offered to let her stay in his room and drive her home personally. If they had met under better circumstances, she would have been thrilled, but all she felt was guilt. "I-I..." she started to say before Dave cut her off.

"It's okay. I don't mind." He said with a grin.

Gwen nodded, "But I do want to repay you." she said.

"Yo', Dave you in there?" A voice came from behind the door before Rey Mysterio poked his head in.

"Yeah, Rey. S'up?" Dave asked as his friend entered the room looking at Gwen.

"Not much, bunch of the guys are heading to the pub and wondered if you wanted to join us." Rey said as he continued to look at Gwen, "Didn't know you had a friend in here." he said as he extended his hand to the girl. "Hi, I'm Rey Mysterio; probably don't recognize me with my mask off." He said with a laugh.

Gwen smiled, Rey was another one of her all time favorites, "Hi, Rey. My name is Gwen and you're right, I didn't recognize you." She said with a warm smile.

"So what do you say, Dave? Wanna go to the pub with us?" Rey asked as he fastened up his coat.

"Sure, Rey. We'll be there in a few minutes." Dave replied. Rey nodded and left. Standing up, Dave gathered his things up and saw that Gwen had gotten up to help. "How's your hand?" He asked.

Gwen looked at him, she had forgotten about her hand due to all the excitement. She could move it, but it still hurt, "It's still kind of sore." she said.

Dave nodded and handed her a bag, "Think you could carry that?" he asked. Gwen nodded and used her good hand to grab it and together they left.