Thanks for the reviews on the last chapter! You guys are the best ever! Here's the next chapter, which is the end of the Dunkin Donuts Trilogy (ch 7, 8, 9). Please review and I'll get the next chapters up soon! Thanks!

Laura

January 18, 2005- Dave's Birthday

Dave, Courtney, Randy, and John walk into the bar and sit down at a table. They order their drinks before Courtney speaks up.

"I'm glad we decided to come to Boston for your birthday," she says, taking a sip of her drink that was just placed before her.

They all nod in agreement, but Dave doesn't move. His eyes drop to the table and he sighs sadly.

"Aw, big man, she's doing fine," Randy speaks up, glancing at Courtney, "don't worry about her."

"Sorry guys, I'm not in the partying mood," Dave explains, keeping his head down, "I just miss her so much."

They all go silent and the others just stare at Dave, who slowly drinks his beer.

"Hey! I have an idea," John states, causing everyone to look at him, "lets go to a strip club!"

Courtney and Randy shake their heads frantically and mouth no and John glances at them and shrugs.

"What?" John asks, clueless.

"You guys go ahead, I just can't do it. I'm going back upstairs," Dave sighs, standing up and walking away.

"Way to go Cena," Randy says, smacking him in the back of the head.

"Sorry! I thought that'd cheer him up," John defends himself.

"Well, I guess we can still go," Courtney says, "since Dave's not going."

They shrug and get up, leaving for a strip club.

They pull into the parking lot of the Pussy Kat Gentlemen's Club and get out. They enter and find a table near the stage where a blonde with big breasts finishes her dance and scurries off the stage. Courtney turns to see a petite blonde walk in the door, smiling at the bouncer before looking around the club.

"Oh shit!" Courtney hisses, watching Nikki smile at some of the usuals, before continuing her walk to the dressing rooms.

"What's wrong babe?" Randy asks, looking over at Courtney.

"Uh, nothing. What's that?" Courtney points the opposite way, glancing over her shoulder at Nikki.

Randy turns to look at what she's pointing at but the blonde walking across the club catches his eye.

"Hey, that looks like…" Randy trails off as John turns to look at the blonde as well, "NIKKI!"

Nikki turns around as she hears her name being called. Her eyes go wide when she sees Courtney, Randy, and John.

"Damn!" John states, "she is looking FINE!"

"Shit," Courtney curses as Nikki rushes into the dressing rooms.

Nikki slams the door and leans up against it.

"What are they doing here?" She asks herself, holding back the tears that threaten to fall, "just calm down and dance, it'll be fine."

She sighs and goes to get dressed.

"I can't believe she's a stripper again," Randy says, shaking his head, "Dave needs to know."

"Randy, don't even think about it," Courtney warns, stealing Randy's cell from his pocket, "let it be."

Courtney gets up to go get another drink and Randy turns to John.

"Give me your cell," Randy demands, holding out his hand.

"Randy, C said…" John starts as Randy punches him in the arm, "Ow! Damn! Here take it."

Randy dials Dave's number and hopes he'll pick up.

Dave is sitting out on the balcony when he hears his cell ringing. He goes inside and notices that it's John's number.

"Yeah?"

"Dave, man, you need to get down here NOW!" Randy yells over the music.

"Randy, no, I'm not going down to a strip club," Dave explains, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Damn it Dave! It's Nikki!" Randy yells.

Dave stands up and swears.

"Where are you?"

Nikki takes a deep breath before stepping out on the stage. The lights are low, but she can see where the three of them are sitting. The spotlight is turned on her and the music starts out slow and she sways her hips to the music as it starts to go faster. A few men yell out cat- calls, but her eyes remain on the three in the front. On cue, she rips her top open as many cheer. Nikki never notices Dave walk into the club. His eyes roam around before they settle on the woman on stage. He watches as she pulls off her skirt and leans down for a guy to put money in her thong. He shakes his head but he stops when the woman looks up. His heart pounds heavily and he finds it hard to breathe.

"Nikki," he whispers, watching her pull off her bra, revealing her chest.

He takes a few steps towards the stage, but stops when he sees a guy in the front grab her leg, not letting go, as she struggles and yells for help. His mind goes blank as he rushes up to the stage, pulling the guy off her and punching him in the face, hearing the crack of the man's nose. Nikki screams at Dave, but he keeps hitting him. He suddenly stops, looking up at Nikki. He pulls her off the stage, tossing her over his shoulder, glancing at Randy, John, and Courtney who are sitting there, stunned. He nods at them and storms out of the club.

"Damn it Dave, put me down now!" Nikki yells, causing him to stop.

He sets her down and she shoves him hard.

"What the hell was that about?" She screams at Dave, who just stares at her.

"He could've hurt you," Dave speaks up, reaching out and twirling a strand of hair around his finger, "you dyed you hair."

"I could get fired for this!"

"Why did you come back? You shouldn't do this."

"I have to make money some how Dave."

"Not this way!" He states, his anger rising.

"Just shut up! You don't even care," Nikki turns to walk away, but he grabs her arm roughly, pulling her close.

"You don't know what you're doing!"

"Just leave me alone!" Nikki screams, slapping Dave hard.

His eyes fill with rage and he lets out a low growl, his grip tightening.

"Nikki, you're not going to do this any more."

"You don't own me!"

"You're my girlfriend! I love you, damn it!"

Nikki takes a step back, stunned. He sighs, letting go of her arm, running a hand thru his hair.

"I can't stop thinking about you. My heart breaks every day that I wake up with out you beside me."

"Dave, I…" Nikki starts, but she's cut off as the snow starts to fall heavily.

Nikki finally remembers she's still half naked and wraps an arm around her chest. Dave slips off his long overcoat and puts it around Nikki's shoulders.

"Come home with me," Dave pleads, "please."

Nikki lets out a sob before throwing herself into his waiting arms. He kisses her softly and then pulls back.

"I'll never let you go again," Dave whispers, staring into her eyes.

"I won't let you let me go," Nikki smiles softly.

"So when'd you dye your hair?"

"Long time ago. You see my dance?"

"You gonna do it for me when we get back to the hotel?"

Nikki smacks his arm as he chuckles. They start to walk over to the car, but she stops and looks up at him.

"Dave, I love you too."

Next Monday

"Thank you Mr. McMahon," Nikki says, standing up, "I appreciate it."

"Don't mention it. I'm glad you decided to give the WWE another chance," Vince replies, "welcome back."

They shake hands and Nikki exits the room before dashing down the halls and bursting into Evolution's locker room.

"Dave!" Nikki calls out causing him to turn to her, "say hello to your new personal assistant…me!"

Dave chuckles and pulls her close, kissing her softly. Paul walks into the room and smirks.

"Well, well, well, look who decided to show up," Paul says, "why don't you make yourself useful and go get me a water."

"Sorry Paul, but I'm not your assistant any more, I'm Dave's," Nikki states as Dave wraps his arms around her waist.

"What!" Paul demands, "who made this decision?"

"Vince did," Dave answers, smirking, "sucks."

"I don't care, go get me a water!" Paul yells, grabbing Nikki by the arm, causing her to yelp in pain.

"Hey!" Dave growls, shoving Paul away from her, "I'll get your damn water."

Dave stalks out of the room and Paul turns to Nikki.

"Where were you?" Paul asks, smiling, "disappeared on us."

"I got too stressed, I needed a break," Nikki lies, "I don't think it's really any of your business."

"Word is you're a stripper," Paul chuckles, "got a nice body for it. You dyed you hair too. You look like a nice hot slut."

Nikki slowly backs into the lockers and Paul closes in on her. He pulls a wad of cash from his pocket and grabs her arm, pulling her close to him. He unbuttons a few buttons before shoving the cash deep into her cleavage. He runs a finger up her breast to her neck before curling his whole hand around her neck.

"Dance Bitch."

Nikki narrows her eyes and throws the money back at him.

"Fuck you Paul!" Nikki states, trying to brush past him.

Paul grabs her by the hair and drags her back to him.

"You fucking bitch!"

"Hey! Let her go!" Dave's voice booms from behind them,

He stalks up to Paul and shoves him against the wall.

"You EVER touch her again, I'll kill you, understand?" Dave threatens, shoving Paul against the wall again before letting go.

He turns to Nikki and his anger fades to concern.

"You ok baby?" Dave asks, placing a hand on the back of her head, pulling her close.

Nikki nods weakly and he kisses her forehead. She brushes away a few stray tears before lifting her gaze to meet Dave's.

"Come on, let's go for a walk," Dave says softly, glaring at Paul, "I'll deal with you later."

They walk out of the room and stop before they get to catering.

"Did he hurt you?" Dave demands, eyeing the bruises on her arm.

"Dave, I'm fine, really," Nikki replies, adding a smile.

"I've had enough of this," Dave sighs, shaking his head, "Paul's pushed me too far."

"Dave, you guys are just having a disagreement," she starts but he cuts her off.

"He hurt you and he's taking advantage of me," Dave stops suddenly and smiles.

"What? What's wrong?"

"I have a plan to take Evolution down…. for good."

There ya go! Chapter 9! This one's my favorite for some reason, but that will probably change. I'm trying really hard to work on Have a Little Faith in Me, so bare with me please! Review as always, and the next one should be up soon!

Laura