Chapter 26

The next Raw, Dave had an interview with the one and only JR. He knew that Hunter wasn't going to like him being there, especially after what had happened last week, with him going through a table. Dave chuckled to himself as he walked through the corridors backstage. He had just entered when Todd Grisham himself knocked on the door begging him for an interview.

"Batista! Batista! Would you mind giving us an interview? Have some questions about your decision about Wrestlemania?"

"Yeah, what is it?"

"Alright, now you put HHH through a table last week? Wanna give us the details in that?"

"Hunter was stabbing me in the back and I didn't know it."

"Then how did you know that HHH was stabbing me in the back."

"Kitten. Apparently Hunter told Kitten about it when we and were…", Dave said. His eyes went soft, remembering what exactly he did to her. He shook his head a little, as he remembered her pleas. He looked back at Todd and his eyes hardened. "Hitting her into the ring a month ago. Well she came back with revenge on her mind and she did. She was so mad at me that I guess she thought that it was best if I go screwed anyways. But you see, Kitten's not like that. She never holds a grudge against anyone for too long. Just long enough for her to get her revenge on them. Anyways last week, before the big contract signing, she found me and showed me what Hunter was up to."

"Wow that is interesting. I have to ask you this, what are you going to do now?"

"Well, I'm going to go out into that ring and have my other interview with good ol' Jim Ross.", he smiled. Dave walked back into his room and closed the door, leaving Todd a little out of place. He shrugged it off and went to go find Kitten.

Kitten had left in the following morning on her own. She hadn't seen Dave since that night. She needed sometime away from him so she left him a note, saying that she needed it, telling him that she would be all right and not to worry or call. She knew that Dave would be the man that she knew he would be and listen to her. She smiled at that as she came into her own dressing room. She sighed, putting her bag down on the couch and looking around the room. The dressing room seemed to be bigger than what she was used to. Before, it was full of men that were practically buildings. Now, it was just her. She wasn't complaining though. She smiled when she noticed that the food table was all hers.

Once she got her fill, she walked back to the couch and turned the TV on. For some weird reason, all the TV's in the arena were always on Raw. There was no changing channels or anything. If you wanted to watch anything, you had only one option: Raw.

When she turned the TV on, Batista was there, being interviewed by Todd Grisham. Her own heart leapt into her throat as he spoke about her and last week's events. She smiled a little, knowing that he knew she was watching. "Hunter is always watching, you big dufus. When he finds you're here, he's gunna come after you.", she said to herself. She watched him intently, trying to figure out what he was doing, but she gave up for she had to get ready. She didn't have a match tonight, but just in case something did go down, she wouldn't be in strapped heals and a black dress.

She turned the TV off and walked into her bathroom. She turned the light on and noticed something. It was clean. There wasn't any of Flair's cloths hanging off the towel rack. There wasn't any toothpaste tubes laying on the sink counter with its lid off. Hunter never failed to do that. There also wasn't any cologne sprayed in here. Dave always got ready in the bathroom and never came out without his cologne. Ever since they went shopping for Hunter's wedding, she had never knew what cologne he would wear. It would drive her insane. But that day she found out. Kitten giggled at the memory, but quickly pushed it to the back of her mind. She closed the door and got ready.

Near the end of the show, JR had asked Batista to come out. Dave did just that. Dressed in a suit, purple tie, sunglasses, and white shirt, he walked happily down the ramp and into the ring. He greeted everyone with a smile before turning to JR and giving him a handshake.

"Batista, welcome!"

"Thanks JR! It's good to be here."

"Good! Well now, you told HHH that you were going to take the World Heavy Weight Championship belt away from him at Wrestlemania, last week. Now before you came out here, HHH had replied by saying he was going to beat you within an inch of your life. Is your choice the right choice?"

"JR, I'm going to tell you and everyone else who doesn't believe me. I am through with Evolution. Evolution wasn't about us. It was always about HHH. When I won the Royal Rumble back in January, it was still all about HHH. Well now that table has turned… or broken", Dave chuckled. He smiled out to the crowd who all laughed with him. JR even chuckled. Dave turned to the titantron and continued, "Hunter never gave me enough credit. I am bigger, badder, and I'm better, baby."

"Very interesting. Well I will tell you this much, it is about time.", JR replied. Dave laughed and nodded. "I called you out here for that exact answer and I am happy that I got it"

"Good, but JR I have another reason for being out here."

"You do?"

"Yes. Can I have the ring, JR?"

"Yes, you may", JR said happily. He handed Dave his mic before Dave took it and patted him on the back. JR nodded at him as he left the ring. Dave watched him climb out to see if he needed help getting to the announcing table. JR nodded at him when he reached the table and chair next to King.

Dave took a deep breath before continuing with what he was saying. "As you remember a couple of weeks ago, I did something that I have come to regret. I was an asshole for doin this so I ask you to all forgive me", Dave said quietly. He waited for the crowd to calm down from their reaction. He took another breath and said, "I know that I can't ask anything from you, but I'm asking just this one thing… Kitten, can you please join me out here?".

There was a cheer for Kitten as they waited for her music to start. After about fifteen seconds, Rihanna's Disturbia hit the speakers of the whole arena. Since this was the first time Kitten used it, the fans had no clue of who it would be. Their cheering died but rose again when they saw Kitten come from behind the curtain. She stood on the stage and stared at Dave who was smiling at her. She sighed and started walking down the ramp with her arms crossed over chest.

Dave watched as she walked to the ring. He stared at her outfit. She was wearing black and a baby purple outfit. A plain black skirt that stopped a little above the knee. Her top was a baby purple and black tank top that had the words "Revenge" written in old English across the chest. There was a rose on the bottom right portion of her shirt, where her hipbone was. She wore suede boots that went up her calves and strapped with silver buckles. She wore a chain that reached her stomach with a "K" as the pendant. Hooped earrings finished her outfit.

Dave stepped over to the ropes and held it for her to climb in. Kitten stared at him with no expression, but climbed in and walked away from him to the other side of the ring. She grabbed a mic and brought it to her lips. She grinned at him before shaking her head. "Alright Dave, what you want?"

"I want to talk to you."

"Couldn't we do that backstage?"

"No. You won't believe me if we talked back there. I figured if we talked publically, then we would have a better time chattin."

"Fine, whatever.", she said quickly. She turned her head away from him and stared out to the crowd. She was not going to go down this easily and Dave knew it. She heard him sigh. Deep inside her didn't like that sigh. She honestly didn't like hurting him the way she was, but it was necssaray. He hurt her.

"Kitten?", she heard him say quietly. She slowly turned to him, stared into his brown eyes, and sighed. He dropped to both knees so quickly, it was as if someone hit him in the back with a chair. She moved closer to him instantly, just as he thought she would. He grabbed her hands gently in his and pulled her to him, close enough to kiss her stomach. He looked up at her green eyes and focused on nothing but them. "Kitten, I called you out here because I wanted to give you an apology. I did it publically because I want the whole world to know that I am sorry for what I did. It was wrong and I am truly sorry. I don't expect you to forgive me. I'm not askin you to. I just needed you to know that I was wrong in hitting you and that again I am sorry. I love you and I always will. I will do everything I can to make this up to you. Just give me a chance to try to make it up. If you don't forgive me after all this--"

"Dave stop!", she said firmly. Dave immediately and waited for her continue. The crowd did the same. "Dave, I forgave you when I beat you in the Elimination chamber. That's why I did what I did. It was my way of venting."

"Wait, you already forgave me?"

"Yeah I did."

"Then why the hostility?"

"Because I don't trust you."

"What? Why?"

"Dave…", she said quietly into her mic. "You… you changed in heartbeat into something I never thought you would be with me. You attacked me, literally. You wouldn't even hear my side of the story."

"I know. It's just that the thought of you with someone else, just made me so, so angry. It made my blood boil."

Dave do you…", she said shaking her head. She let his hands go and cupped his face. "Do you really think that I am that kinda women? That I would cheat on you with someone else?"

"No. I don't. It was just--"

"Hunter."

"Yeah Hunter."

"No", she said nodding in the direction of the stage. "Hunter."

Dave turned around and looked over at the stage. Hunter was coming down the ramp with Ric trailing behind him. Dave stood up quicker then he fell. Kitten dropped her mic and stood next to him. Dave looked over to his left and saw Kitten was ready for anything. She might not trust him, but she was still by his side. He admired that about her. He turned his attention to a yelling HHH. He smiled and began taking his suit jacket off. He threw that to the other side of the ring. Before it fell, he already had his tie joining. He tore his shirt open and let the buttons fly all over the ring. Kitten was hit by a couple of them and looked over at him. His anger subsided when she looked over at him. She smiled and giggled before turning around while shaking her head. At that instant, it was as if, the world's weight had lifted off Dave's shoulders. He smiled and crouched down next to Kitten as they waited for their mentors to enter the ring.

Ric walked around the back of the ring as Hunter stayed in the front. Kitten took Hunter, while Dave took Ric. Ric rushed in and HHH did the same. Dave attacked Ric heavily, while Kitten waited for HHH to stand before she attacked him. He smiled as he stared at her. Kitten smiled back and urged him to come to her. He did. She kicked him with her right shin square in the gut. She watched as he bent forward, before using the same leg to hit him in the back with her boot heel. He howled as he fell to his knees. Kitten walked over and got his face. He looked up at her and pushed her down, before he rolled out of the ring.

Dave had taken care of Ric easily. He had thrown Ric over his shoulder when he saw HHH push Kitten to the mat. He tossed Ric to the mat before walking over to the front ropes and urging HHH to come and face him in the ring. Dave then had an idea. He walked past Kitten and pulled Ric up. Bouncing him off the ropes, he slammed him into the mat with a spine buster. Kitten couldn't believe it. She turned over to see HHH who was climbing in the ring. Dave was already there ready to meet him head on. Hunter then backed off and started cursing the bigger man. Dave smiled and walked back over to Ric. He pulled him up not taking his eyes off HHH. Dave then set Ric up for his signature move: the Batista Bomb. Kitten watched as the body of Flair slammed into the mat. Lifeless, Ric laid there with his eyes rolling into the back of his head. Kitten walked over to the front corner of the ring and began taunting HHH. She watched as he began to beat himself up about not coming to Ric's aid. She heard Dave laugh and yell as he climbed the opposite corner. He flexed and taunted as he watched HHH walk back up the ramp.

The show ended with Dave yelling and taunting the crowd with his muscles. Kitten could only watch as he did this. She climbed down and walked over to where Ric's lifeless body laid. She crouched down and said, "Tell Hunter that Dave will take the title at wrestlemania, so he better start saying his goodbyes now!", she growled. Dave came up from behind her and patter her shoulder. She stood up and walked around him. Jumping down from the ring, she walked up the ramp, giving high-fives to the crowd at the railings. She walked behind the curtain and down the gorilla steps. She sighed and slumped down a wall that was close to the diva's locker room. She buried her head into her knees with her hands laid on the back of her neck. She took a couple of breaths before she felt quick, heavy footsteps coming towards her. She smiled to herself, as she knew Dave was a heavy footer. She looked up in time to see him stop and sit next to her.

"You ok? You left in a hurry and I just wanted to make sure you were alright."

"Yeah I'm good big guy. Just a little tired.", she said reassuring him with a pat on the arm. She sighed and looked up at the people passing them by.

Dave on the other hand wasn't buying it. He knew her well enough to know something was up. He absent-mindingly reached her chin, but quickly pulled back when he remember they were no longer together. He huffed a breath making Kitten turn back towards him. He smiled and shook his head. She nodded and turned back to the people walking by.

Dave watched her closely. His smile faded when he saw how tired she looked. "She hasn't had a wink of sleep.", he thought to himself. "Something's up. I can feel it… wait", he said with wide eyes. He put his right hand gently on the back of her head and petted her hair.

Kitten felt his hand on her head and slowly turned to him. He stared back into her eyes intensely. She tried to look away, knowing what he was doing. She couldn't. "He's got me all figured out. Shit!", she thought to herself. As if he knew what she thought, he smiled and nodded. He let her head go and set it on his knees that were propped up close to his chest. She sighed and looked away again.

"You've been having nightmares."

"…"

"Kit, I know you better than you think."

"I know and I hate it."

"Why?", he said gently. He turned her chin in his direction so she would look at him. "Why do you hate it?"

"It's my problem Dave, not yours. So if you wouldn't--"

"What do you mean your problem? How is it yours?"

"It just is? You weren't there that night?", she said angrily. Her breathing became quick and rapid but calmed down. Dave saw the fire ignite but go out just as fast. She looked at him with something he never thought he would see in her eyes, fear and defeat. "You weren't there…", she said so quietly that he almost missed it.

Dave's eyes widened. He knew in that instant that she was referring to the night she had been raped. His mind didn't know what to do, so he did what his body told him. He pulled her into a hug. He brushed her hair and kissed the top of her head. He didn't know what else to do, but try to comfort her. She never talked it about it with him, so he was guessing she never talked about it with anyone. That was the way she was. Quiet and kept to herself. She didn't bring her personal problems to work.

"Dave…", she said softly. She was hesitating whether or not to hug him back.

"We are going back to our dressing rooms and getting our stuff. Meet me in the parking lot. We will drive to the hotel and then we'll head to one of our rooms. We are going to talk. I can't see you like this, and you can't keep going like this.", he said softly. He felt her stiffen and try to break the hug. He tightened his hold on her and said, "If you won't tell me, then who are going to tell?". She instantly stopped struggling. He knew he had her. Ten seconds later, he felt her nod into his chest. He smiled to himself before letting her go. He made sure she didn't see him smile, just in case she felt she had given up so easily. She looked up at him and gave him a weak smile. It was a sign of relieve, he could tell.

"I'm… I'm gunna go get my stuff. I'll see you in a few?", she asked. She stood up and brushed her outfit to straighten it. She looked down at Dave before giving him a smile and walking towards her own dressing room. She turned the second corridor to the left after she looked back at him.

Dave watched her get up and walk away. He sighed to himself once she was out of his sight. He set his own head in his hand with his elbows propped on his knees. He had gotten to Kitten like he wanted to, but now he didn't know where to go from here. There was so much tension between the two, and she wasn't making it any better. He knew he hurt her, more than he would ever realize, but now he just had to show her how sorry he was. He finally got up and walked up to his own dressing room. He gathered his things in his bag and began throwing his things in quickly. He walked into the bathroom and got his toiletries, before coming back out and throwing them in as well. He walked to the door and turn the light off before going out and heading to the garage.

When he arrived, Kitten was already there standing and talking to a valet. She sensed him approaching him and turn to the sound of his footsteps. She smiled at him, making Dave a little uneasy. He looked back behind him to see if she was smiling at something else, but there was no one standing behind him. He turned back to Kitten who was still smiling at him. He was beyond confused now. "What are you smiling at?"

"You."

"What did I do?"

"Didn't fix your shirt or at least put another one on."

"Oh well, I thought you would leave without me if I didn't hurry", he lied.

"Uh huh", she said as she turned around and headed to the Mercedes she knew Dave had rented. It was his style. He loved them. She honestly preferred BMW's but she wouldn't tell him. Knowing him, he would rent one just to please her. She smiled mentally at his gestures. She came back to reality when he walked up behind her and pulled her door open for her. She climbed in sat down. Dave had taken her bag and set in the trunk along with his own. He climbed into the driver seat and pulled out of the garage and into the street outside the arena.

It would be a while to the hotel, since the hotel they were booked in was in another city that neighbored this one. So Dave drove on to the freeway. Five minutes into the drive, he looked over to Kitten sitting next to him. She was watching the lights pass by them. Occasionally she would blink. Dave began to worry again. He looked closer and noticed her eyes were unfocused. She wasn't in this world. He coughed making her jump. She looked over at him from the corner of her eye. "Sorry…", he said with a smile. "Had something in my throat."

"It's okay. That happens to everyone", she replied quietly.

"My asthma is been acting up lately.", he blurted out. Kitten's head whipped around to face him. He could feel her eyes on him, but he kept his eyes on the road. He finally got her attention but this wasn't the way he wanted it.

"Do you take your inhaler with you?"


"Everywhere I go."

"Good. Make sure it's always on you."

"I will."

"Will? You mean you haven't been doing so already?", she asked with a little more concern that she wanted. She was truly worried now, but didn't want to show Dave that she was still attached. Dave's asthma always worried her. Even when he had it under control, it still worried her. He could have an attack anywhere and anytime, and that scared her more than anything did.

"No I haven't. I know I should though. It's just…"

"It's just nothing, Dave! There is no excuse for you not to have it on you. If it's been acting up, then you should have it on you.", Kitten said angrily. She was pissed that he was neglecting this.

Dave turned his head to look at her and then back at the road. He could see in that glance that she was worried beyond what she needed to be. That was the reason why he didn't want to tell her. She worried about things like that. Even though they were broken up, he knew that she was still had feelings for him, and him for her. He nodded agreeing with her statement. "I'm sorry Kitten, I shouldn't have said anything."

"Why?"

"Because I don't want you worrying about me like that. You have enough on your plate. "

"Oh… well that goes for you too. You don't need to be worried about me, if you won't let me worry about you.", she said stubbornly. Dave chuckled at her statement. Kitten turned and sat facing him, with her left leg under her and her right one over lapping it and set on the ground. Her back was leaning against the door and her arms were crossed over her chest. She had an annoyed smile on her face. She looked up at him who had a smile on his handsome face. She sighed. "Dave I am totally serious."

"I know you are, but do you honestly think that if we say that we will stop worrying about each other, we would actually stop?"

"...No. Knowing us, I highly doubt that.", she replied honestly. Dave chuckled again. Kitten giggled too. "Fine, we won't stop worrying about one another, but can we at least turn it down a notch?"

"Like not worry so much?"

"Yeah. We're not a couple anymore Dave. We're friends now. Nothing more."

"I know that, Kit… but that doesn't mean we can't be friends right? And friends worry about one another."

"We're already friends, Dave. If we weren't, I wouldn't have told you about Hunter and Ric's plans, or helped you with taking care of them tonight."

"Thanks for that, by the way."

"No problem.", she smiled. "What are friends for"

"Well, we're gunna find out, aren't we?"

"Yes we are.", Kitten smiled. She climbed over and gave Dave a kiss on the cheek. Dave was caught off guard and the sensation of Kitten's lips on his cheek almost made them crash into another car. Kitten fell back towards the door. She began giggling when she saw Dave's face. He had a shock look on it. "Sorry, didn't know I have that bad of an effect on you."

"You didn't know?", Dave laughed. Kitten joined him with a louder giggle. She raised her hands in the air and shaking them in surrender. Dave shook his own head and laughed again. He looked over at Kitten and saw she was now sitting back in her seat with her feet on the dashboard. She laid back into the seat and set her hands on the back of her head. Dave smiled as he watched her relax. "So I'm guessing you feel better."

"Yeah I do… when are we gunna get there?"

"About twenty minutes now. So don't get too comfy.", he answered her. Kitten nodded and began watching the traffic as they entered the next town. Just as Dave had said, they came to the hotel in twenty minutes. Once they got to the hotel, Dave gave the valet the keys and grabbed his and Kitten's bag. Kitten led the way to the front desk. Once they got their keys, they headed up to their floor.

When they got there, they discovered that their rooms were just across from each other. Kit when into her own room while Dave went into his. Once he got set his things in place and had gotten changed into something comfortable before locking his own door and going over to Kitten's room. She hadn't locked or even closed the door, which annoyed Dave more than anything did. He walked in, closed the door, and locked before walking into the room more. Kitten was on the bed fixing her cloths in her suitcase. She had changed into her blue shorts and matching tank top.

"So you left the door open for another stranger to barge in?"

"Wha… oh sorry. My phone rang just as I walked in."

"Who was it?"

"Believe it or not, John Cena"

"What? Why is he calling you? Where did he get your number?"

"He got at the Royal Rumble. He called to say that he was really impressed."

"Royal Rumble? Really? Wait, impressed by what?"

"Yes at the rumble. We collided with one another in the hallway outside the Teddy Long's office. We talked a little while and then he asked me for my number. So I gave it to him.", she said getting up and taking her makeup bag into the bathroom. She came back a couple of seconds later and continued. "He wanted to tell me that he was impressed with the way I handled the whole situation with you and Evolution. That I forgave you and what not."

"I see. So you and Cena close?"

"No no, we just had a conversation, and now he's got my number. Why, is that a problem?"

"No, no problem. I was just asking, because I didn't know you and him talked."


"Yeah we talked at the rumble and then just now."

"Alright", Dave said as he sat down on the big, soft chair sitting next to the bed in the corner near the balcony door. Kitten smiled before moving her suitcase to the floor by the closet and sitting on the bed facing Dave. She took a deep breath and relaxed, stretching her legs over the bed in Dave's direction. He scooted over, took her ankles and began massaging them. Kitten lay down and covered her eyes. Dave's lips formed a grin. "Feel good?"

"Hell yea it does… it's been a while since I relaxed like this.", she replied softly.

"How long?"

"About four months."

"Four months?", Dave asked surprised. "Wait that would mean that you had them when we were still together?"

"Yeah, I didn't want to worry you so I kept it to myself. You already had enough shit from Hunter, so I thought…"

"Well you thought wrong. Kitten, if you had them for that long, you should of told someone about them. It's gunna kill you keeping things in like that."

"I know", breathed out defeated. She sat up, watching Dave's massages her calves and ankles now. "It's just that I… I don't have any one to talk with. You were the only friend that I could talk to here."

"No I don't believe that. What about Randy? Hunter? Ric? Stephanie?"

"Randy is busy dating and screwing girl's minds out. Hunter and Ric were too busy plotting against you, and Stephanie is the boss' daughter. She is too busy with the business and stuff."

"I really am your only friend aren't I?", Dave asked unable to believe what he was hearing. He down at her legs thinking about what she had just told him. Kitten began to giggle and then shook her head. "What?"

"It's a sad fact."

"What having me for a friend? Or having me as your only friend?"

"I didn't say you were my only friend. I have friends…"

"But you don't trust them with all this."

"No I don't"

"Ok understood.", he smiled.

"Yeah, good."

"So you want to tell me about it?"

"…"

"Kitten… if you don't tell me what's goin on in the head of yours, your nightmares won't stop, and you won't be able to rest or relax. Your just gunna end up dead somewhere and that's something I won't let happen. So start talking."

"Ok fine I'll talk, but know that I won't be able to talk about it right away. It's gunna take time."

"We got all night and tomorrow if you need it."

"Ok here I go… well you know the night I was… was raped. Well I know who"

"You know who it is? Kitten that's great. Have you reported it?"

"… no I haven't.", she replied quietly. She tried to turn away from him, but he had a good hold on her legs. She sighed out of frustration and stared at him. "I know what you're thinking."

"Yeah?"

"You're wondering why I haven't said anything to the authorities."

"Yeah I am. Why? Why haven't you said anything to anyone?"

"… Because it is someone I thought I had left a long time ago.", she whispered.

Dave watched her more intently now. He stopped his hands and moved closer. "Kit, what are you talking about?", he asked subtly.

"I know who was behind it. It's just how they got to Gene, to pull it off."

"Wait, Gene? As in Gene Snitsky?"

"… Yeah", she replied softly. Dave stood up and walked over to window. She sighed as she felt hot tears pour down her face. She closed her eyes as she listened to Dave's breath become harder and faster. She opened them when she heard something shatter.

Dave had shattered the mirror sitting on the dresser across from the bed. He cursed under his breath as he saw his knuckles and hand bleed. He heard Kitten get off the bed and walk towards him. He tried to hide his hand from her, but she pulled it to her and gasped. His hand knuckles were cut, but didn't need stitches. It began bleeding on the carpet below them.

"What happened?"

"I just got angry."

"So you hit the mirror? Dave that's like seven years bad luck!"

"Yeah I know. I just couldn't hold it in. I'm sorry."

"I don't want you doing anything, okay?"

"What? Why?", he asked as Kitten pulled him to the bed. She sat him down as she stood in front of him, checking the wound more. She was relieved that the cuts weren't deep and that she could treat them for him. She shook her head and walked into the bathroom to get the first aid kit, she knew she had saw. She walked back to the bed to see Dave lying down on his back with his hands on his stomach. He was staring up at the ceiling, mumbling something to himself.

"Dave, don't do that."

"Do what?"

"Put your hand on your shirt. Your gunna get blood all over it.", she answered. Dave laughed and sat back up. Sure enough, there was a blood spot on his stomach. Kitten walked over and sat on his right side, taking his hand in the process. She took out the cleaning pad and cleaned it slowly. She then took out some healing cream and applied it before she put the tape on. She figured since the biggest bandage in the kit wouldn't fit on his hand, let alone stay put, she'd use the tape. Once she finished the tapping she asked, "There, how does that feel?"

Dave began opening and closing his hand to see if it was capable of moving with him. He was pleased to see that it indeed moved. It fit like a glove. He smiled and looked over at Kitten who was looking at him. "It's great Kit, thanks."

"Yeah, Yeah. Don't mention it big guy. But I don't know how we're gunna explain the whole mirror thing to the hotel."

"Neither do I"

"Well good luck with that."

"What? Why me?"

Umm, hello?", she asked as she stood up and walked over to the mirror. "Because it was you who broke it."

"Oh alright, I'll do it.", he pouted. Kitten giggled and walked back over to the bed. She took the first aid kit and put it on the dresser covered with broken mirror shards. She sighed and hung her head over the dresser. Dave watched as her breathing became deep and hard. He stood up and walked over. The closer he got, the more he could hear her sob. "Hey, hey, Kitten, come on babe. Don't cry. We're gunna get whoever did this to you. Gene, and who… wait, how do you know Gene isn't the one behind it?", said softly as he rubbed her back. She turned to him and pulled him into a tight hug as she sobbed into his chest. Dave then picked her up like a small child and sat down on the bed, with her straddling his legs. She cried into his shoulder as he tried to get an answer from her.

"Be… Because, Gene was saying it that night. He told me that it was Damian that called him and told him to do this for him.", she finally said quietly. She stopped crying and pulled a little away from him starring at neck of his white tank top. She laid her hands on his chest as she felt his hand under her chin

"Who is Damian?", he asked quietly. When she didn't answer him, he titled her chin up until she was looking at him.

A/N: okay there you guys go! I'm so sorry about the delay in this story. I've been meaning to update, but every time I do, I get an idea and so I don't and end up writing again. Lol well you can see that since this is a long chapter too J. Anyways I love hearing from you guys so if you are a reading this I want you please to review the story! Oh and before I forget, I have some fellow Batista fics that you might enjoy. The writers are good friends of mine and we would very much appreciate it if you could read these too :

Dark Hell by Animalluvr4lfe. Summary: The year is 3120, and our nation's capital is its own little country. It is ruled by three vampiric beings known as the Nightwalkers, who rule with an iron fist and the motto "obey or be killed."

Darkness by Odalys-Ortiz, Summary: Dave Batista is a man who believes that women want him because he is a famous wrestler in the WWE. What will happen when he finds a woman on his doorstep in need of help and someone to guide her. Batista/OC pairing.

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