Disclaimer: Don't own 'em, except for my characters, I just torture them.

A/N: 3

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"Hey, Pat." Gwen said sweetly as she waved to Dave who pointed to the right then left, "I was just about to call you."

"Gwen! Oh thank God I got a hold of you! Where are you?" Patrick asked his voice full of worry and anxiety.

"I'm still in Bangor. I stayed at a shelter last night." She couldn't tell him that she had actually spent the night with wrestlers, not yet.

"Gwen, I am so-oo sorry for leaving you last night. I went back, but you were gone. I thought something bad had happened so I kept trying your cell but all I got was the voice mail." Patrick said and Gwen thought she heard a girl giggling in the background.

"I meant to call you sooner, but I couldn't get service..." She said. There was some truth to it, she had meant to call him but decided not to.

"How are you getting home?" Patrick asked and this time she was positive she head someone in the background

'I'm catching a ride with a friend... who's there with you?" Gwen asked having a good idea who it was already.

"It's... it's my sister." He said. Gwen frowned, he knew his sister voice and that was not his sister but she was in no mood to fight.

"Oh, tell her I said 'hi'." She said, "Anyways, I have to go. Getting ready to leave." she could feel the tears building up and Dave had chosen that moment to come back in.

"Love you..." but she got no response, only dial tone.

Blinking back her tears, she looked at Dave and smiled, "So how about breakfast?"

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After grabbing a quick bite from McDonald's, they were on their way. Gwen had called her mother and she agreed to meet them at the gas station in Vanceboro. The drive there wasn't eventful, mostly silent with the odd conversation here and there.

Dave had seen the tears in her eyes when he came back into the room and he wanted to ask why, but he didn't want to invade her privacy. He was guessing that it had something to do with the guy who ditched her last night. He couldn't take it, he had to ask.

"So what happened last night?" He asked sneaking a glance every once in a while.

Gwen snapped out of her daze, "Hm?"

"I asked what happened last night. When you got left behind." He repeated.

Gwen looked down at her hands, dare she tell him why? She would feel like an idiot, but he wanted to know.

"The guy who left me behind was my... my boyfriend, Patrick." She began.

Dave grunted, "Not much of a boyfriend if he does that."

Gwen giggled, "Yeah, I get that a lot." she sighed.

Taking a deep breath she continued, "He left me behind because I was going bat crap insane over you and some other wrestlers I like. Then I guess I took it too far when I said I wanted to bear your children and other silly fan girl things." she said with a nervous chuckle. "He's weird like that. Takes the smallest things and makes them into big ones

"That's a dumb reason..." He said taking in what she had just said. She wanted to bear his children? A smirk crept across his lips, sure a lot of women wanted to do that, but none had been so bold as to tell him to his face.

Gwen looked at him and saw the smirk. Did he like what she had just said?

"Yeah, it is a dumb reason... but I'm thankful that nothing bad happened to me." She said with a smile before turning back to the window.

He wanted to question why she was in tears back in the hotel room, but he decided to leave it that.

They didn't speak the rest of the way and when Dave pulled into the tiny gas station, Gwen hesitated to get out.

"Batista, I just wanted to thank you for helping me." She said looking into his eyes and smiling, "I want to repay you, but I don't how."

Dave shook his head, "No, that's okay." he replied with a smile of his own.

Gwen could feel her heart race as he pulled her in for a hug. She felt as if she was in heaven and never wanted those few seconds to end.