Chapter 62: What Your Touch Can Do

Stacy stood before the three men and took a deep breath. "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 on his way out so no one could get in as quick 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."

As soon as those two syllables escaped Stacy's lips, Batista punched a hole in the wall. It wasn't enough as he continued punching the wall until his knuckles busted open. Even though the three around him told him to stop, he didn't listen. He ignored the pain and blood, yelling with each and every punch into the wall. Batista went for another punch, when something grabbed his wrist. He whipped his head around and gasped, to see Lauren gently holding his wrist, tears still spilling. "Please stop." she begged and slowly pressed herself against his heaving chest. "Just stop, please?" Batista didn't hesitate to take her into his arms and hold her tight.

"I'm so sorry," he whispered into her ear, holding her as tightly as possible.

"I want to leave. Please?" she asked with desperation in her voice. Batista didn't say another word and picked her up to carry her back to the limo and drive back to the hotel. The four friends simply held their loved ones and figured they have the right idea about leaving.

In the limo, Lauren didn't say anything and simply laid on Batista's chest, feeling his arms around her. His arms were right, his hands were right, Lauren could accept his touches. Batista didn't speak either, thinking only of Snitsky having his hands on her, when she was practically defenseless. He would pay dearly, and he would make sure he would regret ever, EVER, touching his Vixen again.

Once the limo had stopped, Batista looked down to see Lauren asleep. He picked her up and carried her up to their room. He set her on the bed and covered her up, watching her sleep peacefully until he fell asleep himself. In the middle of the night, he felt someone petting his head, and found that it was Lauren. Batista slowly sat up, wondering what was wrong. "Are you all right?" he asked cupping her cheek in his hand. Lauren simply gave him a small smile and claimed his lips sweetly.

"I am now, knowing that you're here with me," she whispered and kissed him again.

"But I wasn't there when you needed me." he growled and turned away. Lauren made him turn to face her with her hand on his chin.

"You can't always be there. Just like I can't always be there for you," she sighed sadly. Her head slowly descended against his chest, bringing her arms to his chest as well. "I just want you to hold me, let me know that your touches are the ones that belong on my body." Batista held her tightly, rubbing her back gently, while stroking her cheeks gently. After a while, he decided to ask her what had happened. Though it took her a few moments, Lauren finally told him everything, from when he appeared, to when he heard someone coming and locked the door from the inside to keep anyone from getting in. "I won't let this stop me," she declared. Batista pulled back a little to see the look of pure determination in her eyes. "I will fight at Backlash, and I will win, and I will make him pay." she growled. Batista could see the true eyes of his Vixen again, and claimed her lips softly.

"We will make them all pay," he growled in response, as Lauren nodded, falling asleep in his arms.

Batista started having a dream that night, that could send shivers down anyone's spine. At first he was simply standing in an empty ring, wondering what he was doing there. He looked all around, wondering if he was truly the only person there. As soon as he turned around, he was met with a sledgehammer to the head. His body crashed into the mat, as HHH pinned him down with the sledgehammer across his throat.

"Your title, and your woman, will be mine," HHH growled maliciously and motioned his head towards the other side of the ring.

There Lauren sat, tied to the turnbuckle, gagged. "Lauren!" Batista yelled, unable to fight out of HHH's hold. Soon enough, Snitsky and Christian appeared to hold him down as HHH got up and made his way over to Lauren. HHH knelt in front of her and smacked her across the face. "Get the hell away from her!" Batista demanded, only to get a punch to the face from Snitsky. Batista could see the pure fear in Lauren's eyes, as she disappeared from Batista's view, blocked by HHH's form looming over her.

"Batista!" he heard her cry, just before he woke up. Batista jumped up in the bed panting and sweating.

"Lauren," he whispered looking to see his arms and the bed empty. "Lauren!" he panicked and jumped out of the bed to look for her. She wasn't on the couch in the other room, or in the little kitchen area. "Lauren!" he cried out again. After only silence, Batista heard the shower running. He didn't even think twice and ran into the bathroom, and saw her body through the shower door. Before he even knew it, he had run to the shower and opened the door. Lauren gasped and whipped around, sighing in relief to see that it was Batista.

"Batista, what's wrong?" she asked seeing the panicked look on his face. Batista didn't say a word he jumped into the shower and claimed her lips with his hungrily. Lauren didn't complain and simply wrapped her arms around him. When he pulled away, he placed his forehead against hers, ignoring the water soaking him. "What is it?" she asked softly cupping his cheek in her hand.

"I woke up and you weren't there. After what happened tonight, I just–" Batista couldn't even continue the thoughts running in his mind.

"Oh sweetie," Lauren said with tears ready to fall and wrapped her arms around his neck to bring her closer to him. "I'm right here, and I'm okay, really. You don't have to worry about me," she whispered. Batista wrapped his arms right back around her, feeling her wet smooth skin against his hands.

"I will never, ever, let someone touch you again. I promise," he whispered into her hair.

"Thank you." Lauren replied. Batista claimed her lips with his once again, and actually lifted her up as she wrapped her legs around him. Without even drying off or anything, Batista carried Lauren back to the bed. They wasted little time in showing each other just how much they loved each other.

That next morning, Lauren and Batista made a call to Eric Bischoff about the attack from Snitsky. Instead of having him fired, Lauren demanded that he be suspended long enough for her and Batista to decide what to do with him. Once that was taken care of, Lauren simply went out onto the balcony to enjoy the sun and think over a few things. She didn't want Batista to know that her experience played strongly on her mind and make him worry even more. She simply had to focus on her match for Backlash against Trish. It was a good distraction considering she had to get back at her for using Viscera to attack her.

Lauren leaned against the railing to look out over the beautiful UK. They were supposed to leave tomorrow to head back to the United States. Batista watched as Lauren gazed outside, thinking she needed a few moments to herself. While she was doing so, he came up with a plan to hopefully help her. He called up the only two people he could think of that could deal with this sort of crisis. After he told them both to come on over, he walked out onto the balcony with Lauren. Batista simply stood behind her, until without even looking back, Lauren took his hands and wrapped them around her. "Backlash is this weekend. It'll be a pretty intense match between you and HHH," she said quietly.

"I'm not too worried. Apparently he just wants to have his ass handed back to him more than once." Batista chuckled in reply as Lauren smiled. "You think you'll be ready to face Trish and win that title?" he asked kissing her head.

"You kidding? After last night I'm all too ready for that bitch. She wants to try and pull that shit with me she's got another thing coming," Lauren smirked. She turned in his arms and looked up at him. "Thank you," she said.

"For what?" Batista asked tucking some hair behind her ear.

"For everything. For being there, for holding me when I need you to, and for just loving me." she replied and kissed him passionately on the lips.

"Anytime." Batista smirked and kissed her back. They were interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Who could that be?" Lauren asked as they walked back inside.

"I have a feeling it's for you," Batista smirked. Lauren opened the door to see Lita and Stacy there, ready to hit the mall. Lauren was literally dragged out with them, as Batista laughed. Shopping with friends can pretty much cure any problem for girls. In this case, he at least hoped it would help.

A/N: Hey y'all! This update is in honor of Batista's return. He's back, and he's looking pretty good, hehe. I know that some of this chapter was depressing. I'm sure a lot of you out there have gone through something a lot like what Lauren went through. Trust me, I've had more than my fair share. Nevertheless I hope you enjoyed this chapter enough to review it, lol. BATISTA ISBACK! I'm so excited, we need him back. But if he has to fight Mysterio for the title, I'll cry. Who would you guys cheer for:)