Chapter 15: First Night Back

Well it was the long awaited Monday night RAW, and Lauren was more then ready to get back into action. However, Batista had been more quiet then usual since Saturday. She didn't know what she could say to him. Especially since HHH and Flair never really left them alone. Almost as if HHH was trying to keep them apart. Once they got there, HHH walked off on his own, saying he had business to take care of. The rest of them shrugged their shoulders and continued their way to the locker room.

About half-way through the show, Flair came running back into the locker room. "Did either of you guys hear?" he yelled in excitement. Both Batista and Lauren shook their heads. "JBL is coming here tonight!" Lauren gasped while Batista simply nodded. "H says that he'll take care of him when he gets here. He is pretty mad that he has the gall to come here," Flair explained.

"Well, I don't know about HHH, but I know I'm going to take care of him tonight. JBL hasn't been talking trash about Evolution, it's been about me. So I'll take care of it," Batista said pointing to himself.

"Are you sure about that, Batista?" Lauren asked as she put a hand on his shoulder.

"I'm sure," he told her. They all look to see HHH coming into the room.

"Hey big man," he says and pats him on the back. "I'll tell ya, I'm excited about your decision next week. And we all know you'll make the right one," he smiled. At that moment Lauren's heart sank. "Speaking of which, Ric told ya that JBL's coming right? Well when he comes, Evolution will be right behind you to make sure JBL never shows his ass on RAW ever again!" HHH told him.

"I appreciate it man, but I'll be the one to take care of JBL. JBL has never said anything about Evolution. I'll do it on my own," Batista replies. HHH simply looks at him and glares a little bit as Batista walks off for his match with Edge. HHH's glare then travels to Lauren. He then leaves the room and is followed by Flair.

"What's his problem?" she thought to herself and ran out to catch up with Batista. "Hey!" she called out to him. Batista stopped and waited for her to catch up. "You weren't going to walk out there without me were you?" she smiled.

"I just seem to forget that you're there," he smirked as Lauren hit him playfully in the chest.

"Could you do me a favor?" she asked him. Batista raised a brow. "Kick Edge's ass? Please? His whining is really irritating." They both laughed as Batista promised he would definitely make Edge's whining stop.

Lauren followed him to the ring to meet up with Edge who was already there. Lauren cheered Batista from the side while he beat Edge to a pulp. However, Batista was disqualified for some reason, and Flair was at the top of the ramp telling them to hurry and get backstage. Batista stepped out of the ropes and took Lauren's hand as they walked up. They both look up at the screen above them. JBL's limo pulled into the RAW garage. HHH met up with Batista and the others while walking towards the garage.

HHH went on and on about how JBL was insulting Evolution, and how THEY were going to handle him. "Hey!" Batista yelled and stopped him. "I said I would handle this, myself. So stay out of it!" HHH and Flair were dumbfounded and stopped in their tracks as Batista walked out the door that led to the garage. Lauren wasn't going to let him face JBL by himself and followed him. "JBL! Where are you? Come on Bradshaw! I'm right here!" Batista yelled walking down the stairs.

"Batista!" Lauren called out and followed him to the bottom. "Get back inside it's freezing out here! JBL isn't even out here! Come on let's–ah!" Lauren saw headlights heading right for them. Batista wrapped his arms around her to try and shield her from the expected impact of the limo driving towards them. Fortunately for them, HHH came out of nowhere and knocked them both out of the way just in time into a pile of garbage. Batista had kept his arms around Lauren as they crashed into the garbage. When he regained his senses he looked down at Lauren to see her clutching to his chest.

"You all right?" he called out worriedly as he helped her up.

Lauren just nodded, "I–I think so," she said holding her head as they stood up. She watched as Batista and the others chased after the limo, calling out JBL's name.

Flair looked back at them and ran over. "You two all right?" he asked worriedly. They both nodded until Batista noticed Flair wrapping a supportive arm around her. Batista got the sudden urge to rip his arm off of her and carry Lauren out of there, but chose to ignore it.

He looked in the direction of where the limo drove off. "Looks like I'm going to Smackdown alone this Thursday." he said with determination.

Lauren gulped. "Alone?" she asked him. Batista looked down at her, then back to where they had seen the limo last. Lauren bowed her head and rubbed her arm. She looked back up to see Batista bleeding a little on his arm and a small cut on his head. "Come on, we better get you bandaged up." As soon as she started walking, she felt a small pain in her ankle. She limped slightly over to the stairs and had a hard time to get up them. Lauren stopped when she felt Batista come up behind her and wrap one arm around her waist. He helped her up the stairs as he held her close to his side. They finally got back to the locker room, with Lauren's ankle not throbbing as badly as before. "Go ahead and sit down," she told him.

"Lauren, I don't have time for this. I've gotta go tell Bischoff that I need arrangements to head over to Smackdown by Thursday," Batista stated and started heading for the door. However he found that he couldn't open it since Lauren had put herself up against the door to stop him. "Lauren..." he growled.

"I'm not letting you out of here until your cuts are clean and bandaged. Especially the one on your head," she glared at him dangerously. Batista rolled his eyes and pulled out a chair to sit down in. "Thank you. Now sit still while I go get the first aid kit." After about 15 minutes, Lauren had finished cleaning and bandaging the cuts on his arm and head. "Well that should do it. Let me just take one last look at the one on your head," she said. Lauren gently took his head into her hands and examined the now clean cut. "Well I fixed it up pretty good if I do say so my–" Lauren was cut off by the two arms that were now wrapped around her waist. "self" she gulped. "Batista–" Batista stood up while keeping his gentle yet firm hold on her. Lauren couldn't look him in the eyes. But she found that she had no choice when Batista slipped one of his hands beneath her chin and lifted her face up towards his. The back of his fingers tread softly down her cheek as a shiver went through her. His thumb traced like a whisper over her lips. He cupped her face in his hands, and brought her even closer.

Footsteps. Damn footsteps stopped them from going any further. Lauren let out a shudder and turned away from him. "I'll put the first aid kit back," she said quietly.

A/N: Hey there folks! OMG! Who else heard about the draft lottery coming up? I can't wait to see who gets shifted from RAW to Smackdown or the other way around. Well I hope you enjoyed this chapter. And if you're getting tired of me not letting them kiss, there's a good reason for it. So be please be patient with me, for it might happen within the next three chapters or so. Luv ya:) And I do not own any of the wrestlers sigh