Abby stood putting away her camera and her different lenses in her bag; it had been fun while it had lasted. It had been 4 weeks since she'd made up her mind and tonight was her last night. Of course she wasn't looking forward to going back to waitressing but she had already promised herself that it would only be temporary.

As Abby closed up her bag she felt two hands wrap around her eyes.

"Hey! Who's this?" Abby said trying to turn around. Abby broke free and smiled when she saw Christy standing in front of her.

"So are you ready?" Christy asked.

"For what?" Abby asked.

"Um your farewell drinks? Remember I said yesterday that the girls and I were taking you out tonight?" Christy said.

"Shit…sorry Christy I totally forgot."

"It's cool we can still go." Christy said grabbing Abby's arm and pulling her towards the exit.

"But I'm not even dressed right?" Abby said looking down at her clothes. She had on black pants and a shirt with the WWE logo on the front that was two sizes to big.

"Alright listen we'll swing past wardrobe and I'll lend you one of my tops okay?" Christy said before changing direction and dragging Abby behind her.

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Dave sat at the bar with Ric and Paul they had practically dragged him out tonight. They had told him the only way to get over a chick was to go out and find ten more. Dave looked around the club; he'd already been approached by three girls to dance with them but all he could think about was Abby he didn't understand how she could just leave everything like this.

It was obvious Abby didn't love him, maybe they guys were right. Dave ordered another shot before going over to one of the girls he'd spoken to earlier.

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Abby walked into the club with Christy, on the ride over she had decided she was going to have fun tonight. Randy and Dave would not be thought about. Abby looked around the club and saw most of the Divas at a table in the far back.

Christy followed Abby to the table but she saw something as she passed that she hoped Abby didn't. Dave was on the dance floor and practically attached to some girl. Christy shook her head this could get very messy.

Just as Abby sat down a waitress came over with a tray of tequila shots. Abby reached up and took the tray and placed it in the middle of the table.

"Now Abby remember what happened last time?" Stacy said.

Abby shook her head before grabbing a shot off the tray. She knocked it back in two seconds before shaking her head and reaching for another.

The other Divas looked around at each other before all grabbing a shot off the tray.

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Dave and the girl he was dancing with had moved to the outside of the dance floor, he signaled to her he needed a drink and they both headed over to the bar. Dave ordered there drinks before turning around and watching other people dancing, a loud cheer came up from the back of the room and Dave looked over to see a table full of the Divas and a waitress carrying a tray of what looked like tequila.

Abby did a little turn with the tray before almost falling over; this set the whole table off into fits of laughter.

Dave smiled as he watched the waitress stumble; she'd probably had a few too many drinks as well. Dave turned back to the bar and collected his drink; he turned back to the girl and pulled her back out on the floor.

Abby placed the tray on the table and they all picked up a shot. After everyone had downed there shots Abby jumped back up. "Lets dance." Abby exclaimed before grabbing Christy and pulling her down onto the dance floor.

Dave felt the girl he was dancing with get closer to him, he looked down and at her, and she obviously took this as some kind of signal as he soon felt her lips against his.

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Christy bounced around with Abby on the dance floor she kept one eye on where Dave was he was in the middle of the floor and she could just see the top of his head. As long as Abby stayed on the outside of the dance floor it would be alright.

Dave pulled away from the girl, this wasn't what he wanted. He moved away from her and over to the bar. Abby was having so much fun, she knew she was drunk but she didn't care. As she spun around on the spot she suddenly felt very light headed. She looked over at Christy and signaled that she was going to get a drink.

Abby walked over to the bar and ordered a bottle of water, she rested up against one of the poles around the bar and pressed her head against it.

Dave looked around the bar; he had been trying to get the bartenders attention but had failed. Dave looked to his right and saw a girl resting her head against the pole he remembered as the waitress from before he figured she'd be able to get him a drink.

Dave walked over and tapped the waitress on the shoulder. He heard a groan and watched as she turned around.

Abby figured it must be Christy checking on her, she turned around and took a step forward and ran into someone.

Dave looked down as the waitress ran into him; he grabbed her arms and set her up straight. Dave moved her hair out of her face and froze.

Abby looked up at what she'd run into she felt her hair being moved out of her face. She blinked her eyes and she took a step back as Dave's face came into focus.

Dave shook his head and went to say something but Abby had already turned and was headed for the exit.

Dave wasn't going to let this happen again he followed Abby outside once he got out of the club he looked around he couldn't see her anywhere, then he noticed someone leaning against the corner of the building.

Dave walked over, it was Abby. "So are you going to let me talk this time or are you going to keep running?" Dave asked.

Abby felt horrible and it wasn't because of Dave. She stood up and looked at him.

"Just leave me alone." Abby slurred pushing at him.

"No Abby I ain't going to just leave you alone." Dave said grabbing her arm to support her.

Abby pulled away from him and fell back on her butt. As Dave held out his hand to Abby she pushed it away. "I don't need your help. I don't need you." Abby said rolling onto her knees and then standing up.

"Your right, if you needed me you wouldn't be running away."

Abby looked up at Dave and took a step towards him unfortunately her legs didn't want to move and she ended up falling into his arms.

"Abby how much have you drunk?" Dave asked concerned.

"Leave me alone." Abby slurred pushing against Dave. This time Dave held onto Abby. Abby continued pushing against Dave and soon she was hitting him.

"Let me go, just let me go." Abby was practically screaming at Dave.

Dave finally let go of Abby she didn't know what she was doing. Abby pulled away and took two steps before she was on the ground again. This time she didn't get up instead she began to throw up.

Dave ran over to Abby and held her hair away from her face. Abby sat up and leaned against Dave as she felt him rub her hair and she could hear him say that it was okay. Abby suddenly felt really tired.

Dave scooped Abby up and walked over to his car, he placed her in the seat made sure she was strapped in.

Dave suddenly stopped; he and Abby weren't together anymore. Dave looked down at Abby as she moved around in the seat.

Dave shut the door and locked it. He then ran inside quickly and found Christy back at the table with the other Divas. They were all obviously drunk. "I need someone to give Abby a lift home." Dave said.

Most of the Divas complained they were to drink to drive but the Trish Stratus spoke up saying she'd only had a few beers and could do it.

Trish followed Dave out of the club and saw Abby in his car with her face pushed up against the glass. "She's so trashed." Trish said laughing. "Why can't you do this?" she asked taking the keys off of him.

"She doesn't want me; she was just out here a few minutes ago hitting me telling me to leave her alone. Just make sure she gets home okay?" Dave said.

Abby rolled over she felt like she had an elephant sitting on her head. She sat up in bed and looked around this wasn't her room.

Abby suddenly got very worried what did she do last night? She heard singing from another room and was a little more worried now hearing that it was a woman's voice.

Abby moved around to the edge of the bed and gripped her head as she stood up. Abby watched as Trish came in to the bedroom with a glass of water and some aspirin.

"What happened last night?" Abby asked gratefully taking the aspirin. "How'd I end up here?"

"Well I don't know the whole story but I saw you out on the dance floor the next minute you were gone and Dave was there telling us that you needed a ride home."

Abby suddenly remembered something, she'd been a bitch to him, and he still took care of her.

"Do you want breakfast?" Trish asked pulling Abby out of her thoughts.

"Um no, what time is it?" Abby asked getting up out of bed and pulling on clothes from the floor.

"Just on 12. Hey those are my pants." Trish said

"I'll give them back." Abby said pulling her up and walking out of the room. She had needed to get to the arena.

As Abby drove along, she began to think. If Randy had been there last night would he have done the same thing or would he have left her? Did Dave do because he cared or because he was being kind and didn't want to leave her in the gutter.

She'd felt so safe in his arms the night before, she hadn't felt like that ever even with Randy.

Abby pulled into the parking lot, and walked into the back of the arena, Dave would probably be here he always came early to work out in the ring.

As Abby made her way through the arena, she didn't see who was just coming out of one of the locker rooms and walking towards her.

Randy looked down the hallway and saw Abby coming towards him, her head was down. He could have sworn yesterday was her last day. He had been trying to talk to her since they'd gotten back from St Louis.

Abby looked up and saw Randy standing in front of her.

"I think we should talk."