Chapter 19: Smackdown!
Wednesday was basically spent watching movies and continuing to play games. Lauren was feeling more like herself, and felt ready to join Batista when he went to Smackdown.
"I don't know Lauren. Are you sure you're feeling all right?" he asked her worriedly.
"I'm fine. I feel much better than Monday. It was probably just a little 24-hour bug or something. Don't worry about me. I'm going with you tomorrow whether you like it or not you know," she smiled up at him.
"Yeah I know," he sighed with a smirk. "Well we better get to sleep. We've got a big day tomorrow. It'll probably be a 45-minute drive to the arena. I was thinking we could make our 'big appearance' more towards the end of the show," Batista stated.
"Sounds like a plan. Goodnight Batista," Lauren yawned and turned off her lamp as she curled up into her warm blankets.
"Goodnight sweetie," Batista replied and curled up in his bed as well. Since it was dark, Batista didn't notice the smile on Lauren's face.
"I wish he'd call me that more often," she thought to herself and eventually fell asleep.
They woke up that morning, basically getting a rental car for when they drove up to Smackdown. "Are you ready for tonight?" he asked Lauren as they both came out of the car dealer ship in their rental (Reader's Favorite kind of car).
"More than ready. Boy, JBL is going to HATE you even more after tonight. This is going to be fun," she winked at him.
"Yes it will. But first, we need to go get something for both of us to wear for our Smackdown debut." Batista stated as they headed to a mall. Batista's outfit was easy to find, but Lauren's was a bit more difficult.
"Man! I don't know what to pick!" she yelled angrily. She had tried on about twenty different outfits, but none of them seemed to work. Until finally, she found what looked like the perfect one. Batista was eager to find out what she was wearing as he sat in a chair quietly looking at a magazine, until he heard her clear her throat. "What do you think?" she asked meekly. Batista looked up and was speechless. She was wearing a red, backless shirt that looped around the neck, a black skirt with a long split down the side, and strapped heels. Her shoulders looked so fragile, and her neck so... "Batista? I said what do you think?" she asked again, thinking he didn't like it.
"You look beautiful." was all he said, and was all she needed. They spent the rest of the day at the mall, when Lauren dragged Batista into the arcade. She couldn't convince him to play DDR with her, but watched her with a smile as she played herself. Before they knew it, they had to head on over to the Smackdown arena. "Now remember what the plan is, and don't stray far away from me, okay?" Batista stated sternly towards her as they got closer to the parking garage.
"Okay, okay, I promise. Do you have everything you need?" Lauren asked.
"I've got you don't I?" he smirked with a quick glance towards her. Lauren didn't blush, but just smiled and turned to stare through the windshield. As they were getting closer, Lauren noticed Batista's grip getting much tighter around the steering wheel.
Lauren simply smiled and took one hand from the steering wheel. She held it in hers between them. Batista looked over at her slightly confused. "You squeeze that wheel much tighter and you might get us killed before we even get there," she stated chuckling. Batista just rolled his eyes with a smile and gave her hand a gentle squeeze.
They were pulling into the arena when they noticed a camera man watching them pull in. "Looks like they know we're here," Batista stated as he parked. The cameras were all around them. "Remember the plan," Batista whispered to her as he stepped out of the car. Lauren waited patiently as he came around to let her out. Both of them knew JBL and probably his cabinet were watching them right at that moment. Batista linked her arm with his as they started walking confidently into the arena.
From what JBL could see from the ring, he and his cabinet were ready to take both Batista and Vixen down. JBL looked on as they continued to walk towards the actual arena. Until Vixen suddenly stops and looks next to them. Batista looked in the same direction and slowly smiled. "What the hell are they smiling about?" JBL demanded. Suddenly the camera looked over to see that they were smiling at JBL's limousine. "What are they doing? What are they doing!" his cabinet couldn't answer him as they continued to watch. Vixen walked off screen back to the car, while Batista appeared to be taking off his coat and sunglasses. Vixen reappeared, holding something behind her back. She took his coat and sunglasses, then gave him a hard, metal baseball bat. "WHAT!" Vixen gladly stood back as Batista walked up to JBL's limo. He broke every window of the limo, until he reached the windshield. Vixen stood there clapping as he started walking over to her.
"Wanna take a crack at this?" he asked her holding the bat. Vixen just laughed and accepted the bat from him.
"It doesn't look like I can reach across the whole thing," Vixen stated as she sighed.
"Well then," Batista lifted her up into his arms and placed her up onto the hood of the car. "Get that trash off my car!" JBL screamed into the microphone.
Apparently Vixen and Batista had heard his comment. Vixen looked right in the camera. "Trash? That, is what you're limo is going to be once we're through with it," she growled with a smirk. Batista had to admit, he was getting turned on by her attitude towards JBL. Vixen simply turned and smashed the windshield into pieces. It was Batista's turn to clap for her, as she took a bow and rested the bat onto her shoulder. "Looks like you're calling a cab tonight JBL," Vixen said with a wink.
"Get that bitch outta my arena now!" JBL yelled to his cabinet. They took no time in slipping out of the ring and running to the garage. Batista could hear them coming and fast. He lifted Vixen up and quickly put her on her feet as they walked quickly to the car. Vixen simply hopped in and sat on top of the back seat. Batista pulled out and started driving away just as the Bashams and Orlando Jordan came rushing in. Vixen simply waved mockingly and blew them a kiss. Batista drove off with a wide smile on his face.
"Hey Batista? I just realized something," Lauren stated from the back, also with a smile on her face.
"What's that?" he asked while driving.
"Now that his cabinet's out of the ring, JBL's by himself," Lauren smirked. Batista just nodded and made a quick turn right back to the arena. They came through a different entrance and ran in. They stopped in front of a tv and saw that the Big Show was being beaten up by JBL's cabinet.
Batista didn't give a second thought as he started to shed his coat and tie as he began to run to the ring. "Batista!" Lauren called out, a bit too late. He was already gone and running down to the ring. Lauren could hear the crowd going crazy for him. "They love him," she thought to herself. "Maybe...he would be better off here." She watched the tv and saw both Big Show and Batista work together to scare JBL right out of the ring. Big Show looked down on Batista, and started to scare Lauren. But she was relieved to find that they both simply found a common enemy in JBL.
"Well, well, well. If it isn't Evolution's trash. Otherwise known as Vixen," someone smugly stated from behind her. Lauren slowly turned to come face to face with none other than Kurt Angle, Luther Reigns, and Mark Jindrak.
"Oh no!" she panicked in her mind, but kept her outside calm.
"Funny, I thought I smelled some losers coming this way," she replied crossing her arms over her chest. "Oh my god! Did I just say that!"
"I'd be a little more respectful if I were you. You're on our turf, and frankly, we don't like RAW very much. But hey, it looks like they finally got a pretty face on tv though." Kurt Angle moved closer and cupped Lauren's chin. Lauren simply scoffed in disgust and slapped his hand away. "Ooh, and feisty too," Kurt cooed. Reigns and Jindrak just laughed and helped Kurt to corner Lauren. She backed away as far as she could, only to back into a wall.
"Oh great. What do I do now?" Lauren thought to herself. She had three men surrounding her, and no one to help her.
"Hey hey hey! What's the problem here?" a new voice asked. Lauren didn't know whether to be relieved or not. For Smackdown's Latino Heat, Mr. 619, Mr. Thursday Night, and John Cena, were standing behind Kurt Angle and the others. Eddie Guerrero got right in Kurt Angle's face. "You should know better then to mess with a lady in our presence ese. That just makes more trouble for you," he said.
"Oh really? So what are you going to do if I do this?" Kurt asked and turned quickly to smack Lauren in the face. Lauren let out a cry and fell to the floor. That sent Eddie and the others off as they went after the three jerks. While the others were taking care of them, Eddie knelt down next to Lauren.
"You all right?" he asked. Lauren had blood just barely trickling down her forehead, but she nodded nonetheless. Eddie helped her up and wrapped an arm around her waist to keep her balanced.
"What in the HELL is going on in here!" a very familiar voice yelled. They all turned to see Batista ready to beat the living hell out of everyone there, except for Lauren. "Lauren!" Batista cried as he saw the blood on her face.
"Whoa! Calm down ese! We just–" Eddie tried to explain to him but was cut off by Kurt and the others started coming too. "Long story short, blame those guys," Eddie stated pointing to them. Batista started panting and trying to control himself. As soon as Kurt Angle got to his feet, Batista charged him and started to beat him mercilessly. Reigns and Jindrak tried to hold him back and started to pound him. Eddie let Lauren down easy and got the others to help him. Lauren stood back and watched the fight continue. Kurt Angle grabbed Reigns and Jindrak, and gave Lauren a final disgusting smile as they took their leave. Batista didn't even bother with Eddie and the others as he ran to Lauren and held her in his arms.
"Are you okay?" he asked her holding her face in his hands.
"I'm okay," she nodded ready to cry.
"Come on, I'm getting you out of here." Batista lifted her into his arms and started walking back off to the garage. Rey Mysterio and John Cena stood in the way. "Guys, get out of my–"
"The medical room is that way. You can have somebody clean her cut there," Mysterio stated. Batista looked to Cena who just nodded.
"Come on, I'll show you where it is," Cena said and started walking in the direction of the medical room. Batista hesitantly started following when he stopped to look at the others.
"Thanks guys." he said to them and started walking away.
"You gonna be joining us here homes?" Eddie asked him.
"We'll see next week," Batista replied and continued to follow John Cena. He could feel Lauren clutching to his chest as he carried her. He followed Cena to the medical room and had a nice trainer clean her cut. Batista waited outside and noticed Cena was waiting with him. "Cena..." he started. John looked over at him. Neither of them forgot the night of the Royal Rumble. Nevertheless, Batista held his hand out to him. "Thanks, for helping out." John simply nodded and shook his hand.
"You're a lucky guy, man. She's something all right," Cena smirked and finally walked off. The medical room door opened and revealed a shaken Lauren with a bandage on her head. Batista just walked up to her and held her to him as tightly as he could. Neither of them said a word as they started making their way to the garage. However, they came across three of the men that helped her; Eddie, Rey and Rob Van Dam. Lauren stopped and walked over to them.
"Guys?" she called out meekly. They all quickly turned and asked if she was all right, with true concern that touched her heart. "I'm all right, thanks to you guys. So I just basically wanted to come over and say, thank you for helping me. I really appreciate it," she said.
Eddie walked up to her and kissed her hand. "Anytime mamacita," he winked. Lauren just chuckled as the other two did the same thing. Batista just stood and watched as they said their goodbyes and such.
"I guess not everyone is so bad here," Lauren said, suddenly wishing she hadn't.
"I know. I guess there are some decent guys here. If they helped you they can't be all bad" Batista replied. They finally reached the car and drove back to the hotel. Batista parked the car, but didn't move to get out. He noticed Lauren's blank expression as she stared down at the floor. Batista reached over and cupped her cheek in his hand. "Are you sure you're okay?" he asked her. Lauren instantly leaned into the touch and looked him in the eyes. She simply nodded and out on a very small smile. She pulled away slowly and stepped out of the car herself and started walking into the hotel. Batista got out and followed her. Once they reached the room, they simply changed into their pajamas and started to go to bed. Lauren had gotten into her bed and laid down onto the soft pillow. She closed her eyes and began to drift off to sleep. "Lauren?" he asked her, "I think I've made my decision." Her eyes shot open, without Batista even knowing.
"Oh no. Please, no," she thought as she tightly closed her eyes and pretended to sleep. She ignored Batista's attempts to talk to her. He finally gave up and decided for it to wait until tomorrow. He didn't even realize Lauren quietly crying into her pillow throughout the night.
A/N: Hellooooooooooooo everybody! I know, I know! It's been practically forever since I've updated, but I just got a new job (kinda sux) and I'm graduating soon so everything's been pretty hectic. Don't worry, it probably won't be too long before my next chapter. I NEVER would've imagined that this story would get over 100 reviews (cries) I'd like to thank Jesus, and my mommy and daddy...lol just kidding. Anyways, thank you all SOOOOO much for reviewing and your awesome ideas. I can't tell you how much they mean to me. Until next time:)