Disclaimer: Don't own anything that comes from the WWE.

A/N: Wow, defeating GM Mode took shorter than I thought.. now I can focus more on this! Much yay-ness to Rey-Rey for kicking ass last night. : D

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The night out with the superstars went better than Gwen had expected to. At first she thought they were going to go to some fancy place, but was surprised when they went to one of the local pubs. Sure they were asked for autographs and photos, but it didn't bother them at all. Gwen was starting to feel more and more comfortable around them feeling as if she was one of the guys. She was even challenged to a drinking game by some of them, but rejected their offer reminding them that she was still underage in that state and that if they were in Canada she could take them on any day, but that didn't stop her from taking sips from their drinks.

As the guys continued to drink and eat, Gwen suddenly got an idea and pulled a laptop from inside her coat, opened it up, and began to type.

On the way back to the hotel, Gwen was taking in the sites of the city as Dave, John, Rey, Randy, and Eddie were talking and laughing about the nights events. She wished this night would never end, but she knew that it had to once the new day began. Leaning back into the comfy seat, she closed her eyes and let sleep over come her.

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The bright sunlight shone through the thin curtains and into Gwen's eyes when she slowly opened them. Sitting up in bed she looked around the room. It was a modest sized room done in white decor with a small love seat by the huge window, TV at the end of the beds in the room with the odd end table placed here and there.

"Mm, where am I?" She asked as she looked around the room. For the moment, she couldn't remember where she was, but remember when she saw Batista walk into the room in only boxers.

"My hotel room." Batista said with a laugh when he saw that Gwen was up and red as a tomato.

"Oh, sweet Jesus!" Gwen yelled as she pulled the blanket over her head. She had just seen her favorite wrestler in nothing but his boxers. Lowering the blanket, she peeked out and saw that he had put pants and was still shirtless. "We... didn't... sleep in the same bed... did we?" She asked still keeping her face half covered as she watched Batista move around the room picking up various things.

"Nah. I let you sleep in here while I bunked with Randy and Hunter and Rey went with Eddie and John." Batista replied, "But I must say, you're quite the moaner in your sleep."

Gwen could feel her face burning, she knew she did a lot of things in her sleep, but she never knew that she moaned. She was so embarrassed by now that she wished all this was just a dream.

Batista chuckled; he could tell that he was falling for the girl in only the short time that they had been together but he knew that it wouldn't get past last night and today. He had vowed to stay away from relationships ever since his marriage crumbled due to his hectic schedule.

"I'm gonna grab a shower, then a bite to eat before we leave. Sound good?" Dave said.

Gwen nodded and watched Batista go into the bathroom before realizing that she should have gone in before him. Getting up she heard the shower turn on, cursing under her breath she walked over to the bathroom door.

She needed to pee and pee badly, but dare she go in while he was in the shower? Sure, she had done this plenty of times with Patrick but this was different. Instead she went to the door and looked at the number that was on it and then dialed the room next door hoping it was someone who remembered her.

"Hello?" A voice said on the other line.

Gwen took a deep breath, "Hi, who's this?" she asked knowing she sounded stupid.

"Randy Orton. Who's this?" He asked.

Gwen sighed, happy that she got someone on the first try. "It's Gwen." she said.

"Ah, the girl Dave picked up last night." He said, "How are you?"

Gwen smiled, "Pretty good. Uh, hey do you mind if I scoot over and use your bathroom? Ba- I mean- Dave is using this one and I need to use it pretty badly." she said with a forced chuckle.

"Sure, we're on the room to your right. Come on over." He said before hanging up.

Gwen giggled as she wrote Dave a little note saying how she was next door incase he got out before she got back and headed next door.

After relieving herself, she went back into the room and saw that Dave was still in the shower. Knocking on the door, she jokingly asked if he was okay in there and all she got was a grunt. Blushing, she shrugged it off, dug out her laptop and began typing again happy that the room had wireless internet access.

She didn't see the bathroom door open or Dave stepping into the room in only a towel until:

"So what ya typing?"

Gwen jumped and squeaked when she saw Dave standing there dripping wet in only a towel. What was he trying to do to her? Make her face catch fire?

Dave was so used to walking around like this that it didn't bother him that there was a girl in the room, but for Gwen's sake he went back into the bathroom and put on pants.

When she felt her face cool down some and her heart stop racing she showed Dave what she had been typing.

"I'm working on a little fan story. A wrestling one." She said as he started reading her work.

"I see." He said as he read her work, "So how did you fit a laptop into your coat?" he asked looking at the laptop and then her coat.

Gwen smiled, "I modified my coat." she said and then went on to explain how she took her four-in-one coat and sewn together the two parts making a space where she could put things that didn't fit into her pocket.

Dave laughed, "I bet you're good at smuggling things too." he said jokingly.

Gwen laughed, "That was the whole point of me doing that." she said which earned a look from Batista. "Oh gosh, I was kidding! I would never smuggle anything!" She said as she closed her laptop and put it back in her coat.

Shaking his head, he ruffled Gwen's hair and stood up, "What do you say we go get something to eat?" he suggested and Gwen agreed.

"Sure, but let me check my messages first." She said taking out her cell phone and punching in the number for her voice mail. She had five new messages and they were all from Patrick.

Sighing, Gwen listened to the first one which was him saying how sorry he was and how he wished he knew if she was alright. The rest were pretty much like that, and after she listened to the last one she decided to call him back.

But before she got the chance to do so, her phone rang. Looking at the caller I.D., she saw Pat's number and with a deep breath, she answered the phone.