Chapter 61: Definitely Not a Good Night

Lauren suddenly heard something click, like a door being locked. Lauren quickly turned around, barely able to scream before a large hand clamped over he mouth causing her to drop the water bottle onto the floor.

Her unwelcome visitor smiled crazily at her, as he drove her backwards into the wall. "Hey there Vixen," he chuckled. "HHH figured it might be nice for me to pay you a little visit while Batista was busy out there with Christian. Now we get to have that alone time we never seemed to have." Vixen tried screaming, only for it to come out muffled due to his large hand. So instead, she kicked him as hard as she could in the shin. As soon as his hand was removed, Vixen darted for the door. However the lock kept her from escaping before her attacker could come up behind her and wrap an arm around her throat and waist. The tight squeeze on her throat kept her from screaming, even as the pervert licked her neck.

Vixen kicked and flailed as best she could, not getting anywhere. Until she head butted him on his nose with the back of her head, loosening his grip, but only enough for him to end up throwing her into the wall. As she tried to get back up, her attacker pinned her to the floor, straddling her hips. "Don't think that your man is going to come help anytime soon. Seeing as how not only is he fighting Christian for the title, but HHH is in his corner, Flair is keeping time, and the Coach is the special guest referee," he said maliciously.

Vixen screamed and struggled beneath him, until his fist connected to her cheek. She didn't want to cry in front of him, but it was getting harder not to. God please have someone help me! She begged in her mind. She soon felt one hand pin down both of her wrists, as his other hand started traveling up her shirt. "Get off!" she screamed only to receive another hit, this time to her stomach. The hands touching her were not Batista's, which meant they were not supposed to be there. That was probably the scariest part of the whole ordeal. The torment continued on, with no one able to hear her screams, not even her Animal.

Meanwhile in the ring, Batista could just sense something was wrong. He didn't know what it was, but something was literally burning the back of his mind, telling him that he shouldn't be in the ring at that very moment. Of course he felt horrible for how he treated Vixen, but he still had to concentrate on his match. He was pretty much up against Christian, HHH and Ric Flair. He had finally pinned Christian, when out of nowhere, Flair tried to hit him with a steel chair. Batista simply plucked it from his hands and went to hit HHH with it, when HHH surprised him with a Pedigree. So he finally landed one, Batista chuckled dryly in his mind as he tried to move.

After a while, Batista found the strength to get up and head up the ramp, title still on his shoulder. For some reason as he got closer and closer to the curtain, that feeling in the back of his mind was getting stronger. Run. Hurry. Hurry! His mind told him, and he obeyed. Without knowing why, he started running through the halls towards his locker room, towards Vixen. Something is definitely wrong, he thought and started charging. As soon as he turned the corner, he found Benoit banging on the door, yelling Vixen's name. "What the hell is going on?" Batista asked running up to him.

Benoit didn't feel that this was the best time to tell him off about his behavior. "I heard her screaming from down the hallway. The door's locked, I can't get in. I haven't heard anything for the last five minutes," Benoit stated worriedly. Batista didn't allow his mind to register everything Benoit had said, all he really heard was 'she was screaming'.

Batista tried the door, found it locked, and tried using his shoulder to bust it open. "Lauren! Lauren can you hear me? Lauren!" Batista called, with no answer. Benoit helped him finally bust the door open, coming to find that he'd wished he hadn't. The room was completely trashed, everything thrown everywhere. The item of concern couldn't be found. Batista walked over to the couch and dropped his title to the floor. "Oh my god," Batista whispered quietly. Benoit ran over to him and went wide-eyed.

"Oh god!" he called out and ran to the unconscious Lauren. She had bruises on her face and arms, with a busted lip and bleeding nose. "Batista go get medical help!" Benoit instructed, only to see Batista still staring at her. "Batista!" Benoit yelled. Batista seemed to snap out of it and ran as fast as he could to the medical room and told them to follow him.

Minutes later the room was filled with EMT's checking on Lauren. Nothing too serious was found, just a sore wrist and a twisted ankle with a few bruises. Batista could only stand there and watch was they tried to fix her up. Benoit stood beside him, unsure of what to say, until he heard a scream. They both turned to see Stacy the source of the scream, along with Lita and Kane standing behind her. Benoit ran to Stacy to make sure she didn't interfere with the EMT's, and held her to him.

"Lauren!" she cried, even as Benoit kissed the top of her head, telling her she was okay. Lita couldn't say a word as she immediately turned and cried into Kane's chest, feeling him wrap his arms around her. No one could miss the look of shock on his face as he looked down at one of his good friends. His gaze then went to Batista, a scowl crossing his face.

"Did you do this to her?" he growled. Batista turned around abruptly, noting the tone in his voice. "We saw how you acted after her match," Kane continued, stepping up to him so he loomed over him.

"Kane, you know he would never do that to her!" Lita cried getting in between them.

"I saw the look in his eyes when he brought her back here, and I heard him yell at her!" Kane yelled, angry at the thought of anyone hurting Lauren like that. He couldn't even speak another thought as Batista hit him square in the face. Kane retaliated, having both men fighting each other, dragging it out into the hallway.

"Stop it!" Stacy begged, leaving Benoit to try and break it up. Stacy and Lita stayed with Lauren, seeing her eyes start to open for the first time. "Lauren!" Stacy cried, running to her side with Lita following. Batista, Kane and Benoit heard Stacy's cry and ran back inside.

Once her vision was clear, Lauren started thrashing about, wondering where she was and who all the men were. She literally crawled away from them, scared out of her mind of the so many unfamiliar faces surrounding her. Tears fell freely down her face, as she backed against the wall and brought her knees to her chest to cry into them. Stacy and Lita got on both sides of her and hugged her tightly, having her turn and cry into Stacy's chest.

"Lauren," Batista said walking up to her.

"No!" she cried, causing him to stop in mid-step. "Don't look at me like this! Don't look at me!" Lauren tried bolting up and into the bathroom, only to wince at her twisted ankle. Lita and Stacy each took an arm and walked her into the bathroom to talk to her and clean her up a little more.

Batista stood there speechless, unable to comprehend all that was happening. "Obviously someone attacked her while you were having your match. The question is, who?" Benoit asked looking all around for clues. Batista bowed his head, thinking only of the woman he loved in the bathroom crying, not wanting anything to do with him. His chest was hurting immensely, from the pain of being this far apart from her while she was in pain. "It couldn't have been HHH, Flair or Christian that's for sure," Benoit deduced. One name wasn't included in that list, making Batista clench his fists almost to the point of drawing blood. Before he could say a word, the door opened to reveal Stacy, wiping tears away from her face.

She took a deep breath and stood before the three men, but only looking at Batista. "She just told us what happened. Lita's still with her, she's really scared," Stacy started. "It seems that someone decided to visit Vixen while you weren't here to protect her. After he...attacked her she was finally able to fight back and hit him with items around the room. Though when he heard your match end, he hit her upside the head, knocking her out. He must've locked the door while he ran so no one could get in here as fast as they'd like to. She says that HHH sent him here."

"Sent who?" Batista growled.

Stacy took another deep breath, and said one word, "Snitsky."

A/N: Yep! It was Snitsky! Just to clarify, he didn't rape her. We all know Vixen is a fighter and she sure as hell wouldn't let a freak like Snitsky rape her, amI right? I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Now onto a serious matter folks: One of my very good friends, Queen Li, has an awesome story on the site called "More For Their Money". And if you are a John Cena fan, you will absolutely love it! Now she needs a few reviews to continue the story, or she'll take it down on the 29th of May. Please check it out and leave some love for her, we would both truly appreciate it. Thank you:)