To Be Saved
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Rating: PG-13
Author:Jen
E-mail: hopefalls2003@yahoo.com
Characters: Victoria, Batista, Dawn Marie, Scott Steiner, Randy Orton
Genre: Drama Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters of this fiction, they are all property of themselves. I am however owner of this work of fiction, and
would greatly appreciate NOT being plagiarized.
Warning: Language
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"Brock." Lisa whispered, her eyes wide, her hands shaking lightly as she held the tray of mochas unsteadily.

"Let me take that for you." Dawn spoke into the quiet silence after a moment, noting the shocked expression on her good friend's face. She hadn't meant for Brock to run into Lisa, Brock had simply come to her room to discuss some things related to storylines, and, well... Lisa hadn't picked the most opportune time to stop by.

"Lisa." Brock spoke, eyeing her closely. This was his ex-girlfriend, the woman that he'd loved for so long...

The woman that had cheated on him with Randy Orton.

"Why are you here?" She asked after a long moment. It wasn't normal for Dawn and Brock to be talking. But then again, Dawn hadn't really been herself lately. She'd been far quieter around her. Almost as though she were scheming. And now she was talking in *her* hotel room with Lisa's ex- boyfriend.

Somehow this didn't add up.

Why was Brock in her hotel room in the first place? Why did they have such serious expressions on their faces... and what, or rather who, had they been discussing?

"I was talking to Dawn, if that's allowed." Brock spoke slowly after a moment, a slight coldness to his voice as he spoke to Lisa. He glanced at Dawn who sent a warning glance in Brock's direction.

"I'll come back later..." Lisa began, turning quickly on her heel. She was obviously upset, and definitely did not want to be in the same room as Brock. After what had just happened with Randy she had to get out, she had to get away. And she was almost completely sure that she couldn't deal with Brock right now.

"Lisa, don't!" Dawn grabbed her arm, exhaling heavily. "Please stay. Please stay at least for the mocha?" She pleaded softly, her eyes locked on Lisa's deep brown ones. There was something there... fear, maybe? And deep down, Dawn couldn't help but wonder if something had been revealed when Dave went to talk to Randy. Had he said something in front of Lisa? And more so, she was concerned with the concept of Randy knowing that Dawn was behind the entire thing.

"You want me to stay here?" Lisa asked with a short laugh, roughly withdrawing her arm. "So we can reminisce about the good times... with my ex- boyfriend and all."

"Because it's just my idea of a *great* time." Brock rang in sarcastically, crossing his large arms over his chest. "Spending time with a bitch such as yourself."

"Brock!" Dawn glared at him, the anger in her eyes evident as she closed the door behind Lisa.

"Sorry." Brock muttered quietly as he crossed the room, looking out the window. "Are we done now, Dawn? I think this is my cue to leave."

"I..." Dawn began, glancing at what seemed to be a run down Lisa before nodding silently. "Yeah, I guess we can just pick this up later."

"Alright, bye..." With that Brock glanced in her direction and studied Lisa silently for a couple moments before exiting the hotel room and leaving the two women alone. He may still have been upset and hurt with what she had done to him, with the fact that she had cheated on him after their longtime relationship. But he couldn't help but wonder, deep down, what was going on with her. He couldn't help but wonder what was so wrong.

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Dave pursed his lips together the following morning, after having spoken to Randy. He was standing outside of Dawn's hotel room, waiting for her to answer the door. He hadn't talked to her because he didn't get in until it was late, nearly five that same morning. He figured that he'd give her and Lisa a little time to talk. And he wanted to make sure that she got her rest.

He rapped on the door one more time before it was slowly pulled open. Dawn smiled lazily, tying the robe securely around her waist. "Dave... come in." She spoke softly, gently taking hold of his hand and leading him into the hotel room. "I thought you were gonna stop by last night."

"Well I *was*. But, I didn't get in until late... and I figured Lis would be over for a bit."

"She still is." Dawn motioned to the bed where Lisa was curled up atop the comforter, fast asleep.

"How did things go with her last night?" Dave asked after a moment, his voice in a whisper this time, not wanting to wake her up. He knew that something was going on with her, and he also knew that she'd been on edge lately. The last thing that he wanted to do was wake her up.

"They... went. She really didn't say much. Just that she wanted to stay here for the night. That tonight had been rough. She was upset. She really didn't elaborate." Dawn frowned slowly, her arms crossing over her chest as she looked up at him. "Did you have any luck?"

Dave ran his hands over his face before crossing the room. He supposed it was progress, but not the type of progress that he wanted. After last night, after the things that he and Randy had discussed... he had a horrible pit at the bottom of his stomach.

"Dave?" She spoke in a low whisper.

Dave opened his mouth to speak, but stopped instantly when his cell phone rang. He held up his index finger before taking the call. "Hello? Yeah... yeah I called. Where'd you wanna meet?" He asked as he bit down on his lip before nodding and continuing. "Alright, I'll see you in an hour. Bye." And with that, Dave hung up, turning back to her.

"What happened last night, Dave? What did Randy tell you?"

"I'll meet you for dinner tonight, alright? We can talk about everything then. But not with her here... and I've gotta meet someone. I'll see you later." Dave placed a gentle kiss on the top of her head and disappeared down the hallway. He stepped on the elevator and closed his eyes.

This meeting was not going to be an easy one. Not in the least. And he truly wondered what the outcome of it would be.