Chapter XIII – Thanks for worrying

In the Evolution locker room, everybody stood quiet in complete shock, with their mouths droped.

Cleo thought she should say something, but nothing apropriate came to her mind. So she just stood there watching Randy leave, with the rest of the team, untill...

"THAT SON OF A BITCH!" Hunter punched the little coffee table in front of them, causing it to break. "I CAN'T BELIEVE HE BETRAYED ME!"

"Hunter, calm down!" Dave said, as he went to hold him back to prevent him from destroying everything he could find.

"I'm gonna kill him!" he yelled. "How did he dare?"

Ric intervented. "Come on, Champ! Don't worry! You can beat that brat anytime!"

Cleo stood up from the couch and looked up at Triple H. "Hunter, I know that was a shock, but I think when you think about this, you will come to the conclusion Evolution is better off without Randy." She looked at the other two for support. They nodded. "I mean, he was just a cocky little kid! And we all know that you will teach him the lesson he needs at No Way Out."

They calmed him down and convinced him to go to the hotel earlier. He went with Ric, because Cleo wanted to see how Stacy was and talk to Christy. Dave was going to go too, but Cleo stopped him.

"Can you please wait for me? I promise I won't take long, but I don't want to go back alone."

"Of course I can. I'll get us another limo." He said. She smiled. "Thanks, I'll be back in a sec."

She rushed to Christy's dressing room to find she was not there. Then she went to the infirmary area. She was there with Stacy, and when she saw Cleo arriving she stood up. "Did you what Randy did to her?" "Yeah, we were watching. That jerk!" she turned to Stacy, who was crying a little. "Honey, you were great out there. He was relly asking for that. And don't worry, I'm gonna get revenge of that!" Stacy looked at her a little confused, but smiling. "Thanks." Cleo smiled back and turned to Christy, whispering. "One down, two to go." Christy bit her lip. "That's right, he left the team! What are you gonna do know?" "What are you talking about?" Stacy asked. The two friends looked at each other. "Fill her in. One more ally is always welcome and I feel we can trust her." Christy nodded. "Now I have to go, Dave's waiting for me. See ya tomorrow." And she left to go meet Dave.

However, when she got to the parking lot, he wasn't there. He must have forgotten something in the locker room. When she turned to get to the locker room, she found someone blocking her way. "We meet again." It was Randy. "What do you want?" He smirked. "What do I want? I want to let you know that you're not gonna get off that easly. You're gonna pay for everything." She sighed and tried to get passed through him, but he grabbed her by the arm and pulled her to his chest. "It's a pitty that your like this. I'm single now..." with her free hand she slaped him as hard as she could and ran. He went after Cleo, and when he got to her he pushed her and made her fall on her foot, which caused her deep pain. But then, suddenly, he was attacked from the back by the person Cleo most wished to see at tha moment: Batista. He started beating him but soon Randy got away. Dave turned to Cleo. "What did he do? Did he hurt you?" "He just pushed me." She tried to stand, but her foot caved in. She would have fallen again, if Dave hadn't catch her by the waist. She looked into his eyes and couldn't help to blush. She looked away. Why do I have to blush this easly? He smiled."You probably wrenched your anckle. You can't walk like that." "That's ok, I'm-" she shut up when he lifted her in his arms. "Grab my neck so you don't lose balance." She did it and leaned her head to his chest. It felt so good to be like that she almost complained when he let her go to take her to the nursery area. Christy and Stacy had left alredy. He took her back to the parking lot once her foot was treated, and layed her on the back seat of the limo. He sat next to her. When the limo started moving, she sighed. "Randy's gonna be a bigger problem then I imagined..." She closed her eyes and layed her head back. "Don't worry." Dave said. "I won't let him hurt you." Still with her eyes closed, she smiled and leaned against him, falling asleep.

When they got to the hotel, Dave opened the door to Cleo's room with some difficulty, because she was still in his arms. He had carried her all the way from the car. He got into her room and placed her on the bed. He pulled the covers over her. She looked so peacefull and cute, with her hair spreading all over the pillow. He moved a hair lock off of her face, and caressed it softly. He smiled and left, closing the door slowly.

-+-

The next day, Cleo woke up with the phone ringing. Where am...oh. Oh! Dave must have brought me here! How sweet! She smiled looked at the clock blinking, still sleepy. It was noon. "Oh my gosh, it's so late!" she said, getting up to answer the phone. When she put her injured foot on the floor, it hurted a little, making her frown. How the hell am I going to have a match next Sunday like this? She got to the phone limping. "Hello?"

"Hey honey! It's Ric." "Hey!" "Listen, Dave told us about what happened yesterday. Are you ok? Did that bastard hurt you?" "I'm fine. Just my anckle, but... hum, nothing much." "Are you sure, honey? Because if you don't feel able to fight on Sunday we can-" "No we can't! I really wanna do it and you know you can't stop me." "I imagined you would say that. Well, then, meet us at the lobby for lunch." Cleo heard a pause, as he looked at his watch. "How does one sound?" "Sounds great! See you then!" "Ok, honey, bye! Oh, and don't forget we're flying to Anaheim tomorrow morning, for the press conference." "Ok, I'll go pack then. Bye." She put down the phone receiver and walked to the bathroom. She had a quick shower and got dressed. She had a little trouble putting her jeans on, but she wasn't really worried about her foot. She limped a little, sure, but she'd be fine in time for the match. She put all of her clothes on her bed, and was about to start putting them on the suitcases, when she noticed it was alredy 12:45, so she wouldn't have time to pack. Oh well. I'll do it in the afternoon.

She went down to the lobby, to find that they weren't there yet. She sat on one of the couches, leaning back. Just then Lita got out of the elevator. When she spotted Cleo, she ran over to her and hugged her. "Hey!" Cleo said, surprised. "What's this about?" Lita let her go and sat next to her. "This is to congratulate you for last night and for your championship match, girl!" she said. "I've got to meet Kane, but I want you to you later!" "Yeah, we better meet in my room. I'm having lunch with the team right now, and it's better if that they don't see us together." "Okay then." Cleo stood up. "I better go wait over the door, I won't see them arriving from here. See you later." As soon as she started walking, Lita gasped. "What happened to you?" "Oh, nothing." The redhead raised her eyebrows. "NOTHING? You're limping!" "She saw Triple H getting out of the elevator. "I'll talk to you later!"

Cleo aproached him. "Hey Hunt!" He turned to see her. "Hi. Listen, do you think you'll be able to have that match with Trish?" "I'm limping a little, but-" "Ah, that's nothing. I'm sure it's not going to keep you from becoming champion." Cleo gasped to herself. "Thanks for worrying!" I'm fine, it's not as if I'm gonna break my foot while getting YOU another little trophy. She clenched her teeth. "And it certainly won't."

"Hey, honey!" Ric and Dave arrived. "Hey champ!"

"Hi, Dave!" she said smiling. "Hi. How's you're foot, are you better?"

"I'll survive. Thanks for worrying. Oh, and thanks for taking me to my room last night."

He smirked. "That's ok."

"If you two love birds don't mind, it's getting kinda late!" Ric told them. "Let's go, then!"

During lunch, everything went normaly. The topic was, most of the times, Randy Orton. I wish I could be alone with Dave. With these two always attached, I can't even talk freely! When they were going to leave and she tried to stand, her foot gave in and she would have fell, if Dave hadn't caught her.

"You're really not that well. You can't even stand!"

"It seems to be harder after being sitted. Lucky me you're always around to catch me!" She smiled and so did he. Suddenly, he picked her up in his arms. "It's really not necessary, you know!" she yelled, but she was thanking God for those minutes next to him. One day I'll have to tell the driver to park the limo further from where we are!

When they got to the hotel, the guys went training and she went to her room to pack and call Lita and Christy.

-+-

A/N:

Hey guys! I'm so sorry for the late update! Busy week. No review responses today, cause now I reply them directly! I hope you liked this chapter!

I can't believe the WWE is releasing Christy! I love her! TT I just hope my wish comes true: I've signed every 'Bring back Leyla Milani' petition I've seen! She was my favorite diva search contestant!

One more thing: do you think I should change the rating because of the language? Plz give me your opinion!

Thanks for your last reviews and don't forget to review this chappie!

Yours,

Ari