Chapter 58: Secrets, Towels, and More

Batista got Lauren into the locker room having her lean on him for support. He set her down gently on the couch and grabbed some ice. When he sat next to her to keep it on her head, she instantly wrapped her arms around him. "What's wrong?" he asked petting her hair.

"I was really worried you weren't going to come," she replied.

"Was that before or after you decided to run to the ring and almost get the hell beat out of you by H and Flair?" he asked quizzically with a brow raised. Vixen didn't respond and simply kept her head buried in his chest. Batista didn't realize that she was really scared, and could feel her try and cease her shaking. "Lauren..." he whispered and held her tightly.

"I'm just glad you're here," she whispered back. "Could you just hold me for a little while?" she asked, more like begged.

"Sure sweetie," he replied and kissed her head as he rubbed her back softly and held her to him. After Lauren had finally asked him what had happened, Batista explained how he broke the glass window between him and the driver, and demanded that he pull over. Once he got the driver out of the car, he quickly drove back to the arena. "The one good thing tonight was your little victory," he smiled.

"It was fun," Lauren chuckled sleepily.

"I guess saving JR and kicking HHH's ass wore you out, huh?" Batista grinned. Lauren simply nodded against his chest, closing her eyes. It wasn't long until Batista felt the soft even breathing from Lauren, telling him she was asleep. Looking down at her with her beautiful hair trailing all around her, tickling his bare chest. Her slender form molding perfectly with his, making him feel complete. He never wanted this to change, which got him into some serious thinking.

After a while Batista decided it was time for them to head back to the hotel. He softly shook Lauren awake, saying that he was going to get a cab for them to take back to the hotel. No way was he going near another limo for awhile. Once they got back, Lauren instantly went to the bed, slipped off her wrestling boots, and tried to fall asleep in her clothes. Batista however, offered to help her get undressed. Lauren simply smiled and laid limp as he went through the process of shedding her clothes. Batista slowly unzipped her skirt and pulled it off her legs. He then slipped his arm beneath her back to lift her up and remove her top. He smirked when he started removing her bra as well, when she gave him a look. "I think you're finished," she smirked shooing away his hands from her bra. Batista laughed as he stripped down to his boxers and slipped into bed next to Lauren. They had been laying in each other's arms for a while, when Lauren randomly climbed up his chest and claimed his lips with hers.

Batista wasn't complaining in the least, "What brought that on?" he asked.

"I'm just glad you're here with me," she whispered and kissed him again, before falling asleep. Batista smiled down at her and kept his arm securely around her waist.

The next day, Lauren slipped out of the arms of her sleeping Animal and got dressed. She wrote a note saying she was going to hang with the girls today and that she had her phone with her. After writing 'Love, Your Vixen' at the bottom, Lauren grabbed her purse and slipped out the door to meet Lita and Stacy in the Lobby. It had seemed like it had been a while since she and the girls had gossiped and shopped. They grabbed a limo and headed off to the mall, talking about last night and the upcoming pay-per-view. They were walking around looking for Hot Topic, when Lauren started laughing. "I never did get to thank Kane for last week, when he chased Trish. That was so awesome!"

Lita and Stacy laughed with her, "That's my man. And he got a nice little reward for it too," Lita smirked. Both Stacy and Lauren 'ooooohed' and laughed again. "Oh my god, I actually found out that Trish was trying to get someone to help her beat Kane. Good luck with that hon!" Lita said.

"Really? Who the hell would be stupid enough to go against Kane?" Stacy asked. The girls simply shrugged their shoulders and kept walking.

"Oh Lauren, I forgot to tell you. Trish wants a handicap match between you and her with Molly Holly. You up for it?" Lita asked.

"Hell yeah," she said high-fiving her. "She just wants to get me soft for Backlash, but she's gonna find out it'll take a lot more than that to bring me down." Lauren stated confidently, but stopped in mid-step. "Although..." she started.

"What?" Lita and Stacy asked.

"Batista may not like that too much," she said knowing how protective he was of her.

"Oooh," Stacy and Lita said, agreeing with her point.

"You think I should tell him?" Lauren asked, only to be bombarded by 'NO's. "Well then what am I going to do? If he doesn't find out from me he'll find out from somebody."

"Not from us, and we'll keep our guys quiet about it too. Just make sure no one mentions it until Monday night, and everything will be fine," Stacy smiled reassuringly to her friend.

"If not that then just promise him some awesome sex," Lita threw in, causing all three girls to laugh.

"Well, we'll just have to see what happens then. Of course even if he doesn't find out until Monday, and I lose, I'll be in for it afterwards," Lauren sighed bowing her head hopelessly.

"Just run into the room, pounce him, and give him something else to yell about," Lita chuckled.

"Is sex all you ever think about?" Stacy asked.

"Maaaybe," Lita drawled out as both girls just rolled their eyes and followed her into Hot Topic. Once they were done at the mall, they headed back to the hotel.

"I think I'm going to hit the gym and workout a little bit. I'll catch you all later," Lauren called out as she ran to her room to drop off her things and change into workout clothing. She found the bed empty, and the shower door closed. Lauren put her bags on the floor and grinned wickedly as she quietly walked inside. There he was, washing his perfect body under the steaming water. She came up with a mean idea and slyly took all the towels in the bathroom. She threw them onto the bed, all without Batista even knowing she was there. She hid behind the door as soon as she heard the water shut off.

"Damn it," she heard him curse looking for towels. Lauren did her best to hide her snickering so he wouldn't know she was there. She watched him walk completely naked and dripping into the bedroom, wondering how in the hell the towels ended up on the bed. She quickly ran up and gave him a little shove onto the bed. He looked ready to kill as he tried standing up, only to sigh and roll his eyes at the laughing Lauren. "Jesus, you scared me!" he said still laying on the bed, now wrapping a towel around his waist.

"Aw, did little Vixen scared big, bad, Batista?" she said in a cute baby voice. Batista just stood up, with another towel in his hand and started walking up to her. "What are you doing?" she asked with a smile on her face, backing away slowly. Lauren tried running around him only to feel the towel land around her waist and bring her to his dripping wet chest. "Stop!" she giggled trying to escape, only to feel him wrap it around her arms and pick her up to take her into the bathroom. "You wouldn't dare!"

Batista didn't say anything as he placed her in the shower, and turned on the water full blast. He heard her screaming to turn it off, and only laughed. He finally turned it off and let her get out. "I'd offer you a towel but..." Batista chuckled looking at his soaked woman, and she did not look happy. She removed the towel and went back into the bedroom, pouting the entire way. "Oh come on!" Batista whined as he walked out after her, only to get whipped in the ass by the towel. He turned to see a smirk on her face, as he backed away, trying to get another towel of his own.

"This means war," she growled as they went after each other, showing no mercy.

A/N: Here we are again! I'm glad a lot of you have taken interest in my other Batista story, Fallen Angel. That one definitely won't be as long as this one, but we'll see what happens. Hope you enjoyed this chapter:)