Chapter 13: Help!
The night after the Royal Rumble, everyone was talking about how Batista won. Lauren couldn't be happier. Of course, she wasn't actually there, and hadn't seen the guys since that night on RAW. She was supposed to meet them at the arena that night. The limo waited outside to take her there. "I can't wait to see him–them! No, I mean him," she told herself. Sure half of the show was already over, but that didn't matter. The driver stopped and helped her out of the limo. "Thanks," she told him and started to run into the arena, bag in hand. Even in heels, she could run pretty fast. Before she could reach Evolution's locker room, she heard someone in distress. "What the–" Lauren slowly made her way around the corner to see Snitsky, and he wasn't alone.
"Snitsky, let me go!" Lita yelled. Snitsky just grabbed her hair and started to make her suffer. Lauren couldn't stand back and just let him get away with this. She looked in her bag for anything she could use to get him away from her. She picked up her water bottle and threw it at him.
"Hey! Snitsky!" Lauren yelled. Snitsky felt the water bottle hit his back hard. He spun and let the injured Lita fall to the ground. "Lita run!" Lauren told her. Snitsky started reaching for the limping Lita again, only to be blocked by Lauren's body. "Leave her alone," she growled. Snitsky just started laughing at her and started to try and grab Lita. Lauren simply smacked him across the face. "I said, leave her alone!" Snitsky looked like a mad dog at this point. "Oh great, now what do I do?" Lauren thought and started to back away.
"What happens to you, is not my fault!" he snarled. Lauren turned around and made a run for it. "Get back here!" he yelled as he ran after her.
"Nice job, Lauren!" she thought as she continued running. All thoughts of reason left her as she tried to outrun the crazed man behind her. One quick turn led her through the curtain to the top of the ramp. "Uh-oh! I better get back before–" Lauren tried to turn back, but was too late. Snitsky was blocking her way to get backstage. Her only option was to run to the ring and escape through the audience. Once she was at the guardrail, she realized she couldn't risk the safety of the audience, knowing how crazy Snitsky was. So she backed away, hoping to still run back up the ramp. However, Snitsky was right behind her as she turned around. Before Lauren could even gasp, Snitsky had grabbed her by the throat and threw her into the ring. Lauren tried desperately to get back up and get out of there. But Snitsky was already in the ring as he grabbed her by the ankle and pulled her to him. Luckily, she was able to get a kick to his leg and escaped his hold, but only for a moment. Snitsky quickly recovered and grabbed her again. He turned her onto her back so she'd be facing up at him. Snitsky hauled her onto her feet and threw her into the turnbuckles. Her head throbbed from the harsh impact. Of course, it didn't end there. Snitsky hauled her to her feet again, and threw her over the top rope. Lauren landed onto the rough ground, hearing the fans booing Snitsky's actions. Snitsky knew by the way she looked, that she had no energy to fight back anymore. So he threw her back into the ring, watching as she struggled intensely to even move. He stepped slowly into the ring, and stalked over to his prey. Lauren's eyes traveled up to Snitsky's twisted face, until she noticed that he wasn't glaring down at her anymore. The boos from before molded into cheers. Lauren weakly lifted and turned her face to see someone running to the ring. Lauren barely smiled when she realized it was Batista. Batista charged into the ring, and began to mercilessly beat Snitsky to the mat. Snitsky's head was actually busted open, and blood was spilling out. Batista kicked him under the bottom rope to the floor.
Batista then looked back over at Lauren, who was trying desperately to get to her feet, but only got as far as her knees. Batista ran over to her and gently held her in his arms. Lauren just closed her eyes, in content of being in his arms. Batista held her head to his chest and continued to glare over at Snitsky. Before Snitsky could get back onto his feet, Batista gently lifted Lauren into his arms. He lifted her over the top rope and told her to hang onto the top rope while he slipped through the middle. He jumped to the floor, just in time to see Lauren lose whatever strength she had left and start to fall off the apron. Batista caught her in his arms, and noticed Snitsky heading their way. Batista quickly started to make his way up the ramp, out of the arena. His escape plan was stopped when Kane appeared at the top of the ramp. Batista and Lauren looked like they were trapped between two of the craziest men on RAW. As Kane came closer, Batista backed away, and turned to keep away from Snitsky. Kane came up behind him, while Batista slowly turned to face him.
"Go," Kane told him and walked right past him to get to Snitsky. Batista didn't hesitate to get Lauren out of there as he hurried up that ramp and get backstage.
"Lauren stay with me okay?" Batista told her as he carried her to their locker room. Luckily HHH and Flair weren't there to get in the way. He set her gently onto the couch. He went crazy looking for ice and towels. The whole bathroom was a mess by the time he came back out. "Lauren!" he shouted when he found her trying to stand up. Batista dropped everything and ran over to her. "Lauren you have to lay down to get your strength back," he said. He laid her back down on the couch, as he cupped her cheek in his hand. "When you're done resting up, you can tell me what happened" he soothed.
"Batista," Lauren groaned. "I'm sorry I ruined your big night."
"Don't even worry about that. I just want you to get your energy back. You scared me out there Lauren," he sighed. Lauren cast her eyes down in shame of making Batista worry. Batista noticed and lifted a finger under her chin to have her look up at him fully. "Get some rest okay?" Batista said softly. Lauren just nodded with a tired smile on her face. She easily closed her eyes and waited for sleep to claim her. She could've sworn she felt a soft pair of lips placed on her cheek. "Sweet dreams," he whispered to her and covered her with a blanket.
A/N: Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Thank you Pnkrkriotgirl for your suggestion. I hope I didn't disappoint you, lol. I know that because of Lita and Trish's match from the RR Lita wouldn't even be in the RAW locker room due to her injury, but I figured it would be good for the story. Please review, even if I don't own any of the wrestlers :)