DISCLAIMER: SAME AS BEFORE. I OWN NO ONE FAMOUS.

Chapter 3

The next morning Gaby and Lucy were at the arena. They chose to help set up catering since it was the easiest thing to do. Warren, one of the techs, came in and said that someone needed to go around and put the superstars names on their doors. Gaby volunteered and grabbed the plaques and headed down the hallways.

She reached Batista's door and wondered if he had gotten there yet. She was sure that he was still mad at her about last night, but at least he knew she was there if he wanted to talk about Angie and what she had done to him. "Hey Gaby, I was told to ask you where my dressing room is." Dave said as he approached her.

"Huh? Oh, hey Dave. This is it right here. I was about to put the sign on your door."

"Why were you staring at it? Is there something wrong with the door?"

"Oh, no, there's nothing wrong with it I was just thinking." Gaby quickly put the sign up and walked away. If he was going to talk to her about it, he was going to come to her, she knew that. In the mean time there was nothing keeping her from harassing Randy.

"Oh, Randall, whatcha eating?" Gaby asked as she sat next to him in catering.

"A sandwich would you like some?" Randy asked chuckling a little.

"Nope, I'm good. I was just wondering. Hey, what are you doing tonight? You want to go to a club?"

"Sure, I'll pick you up at your room at around 10:30. How's that sound?"

"Sounds good." Gaby got up from the table and headed out of catering to take care of anything that she had to do before the end of the night.

One week later……….

Gaby was walking through the hallways of the arena making sure that nothing was in the way so if the wrestlers came running down the hallway, they wouldn't trip and fall. She also thought it looked kind of tacky to have people picking things up in the background while one of the superstars was trying to cut an interview. She always thought that the people who milled around in the background of interviews was just rude. The interview was supposed to focus on the wrestler, and it was just distracting to have people walking around in the background because it always left you wondering what the hell they were doing. About halfway through the show she was walking down a hallway when she heard shouting. She headed a little bit further down the hallway and saw Dave on his cell phone outside of his dressing room.

"Come on Angie! I'll be in town next weekend and I really want to see the girls. Why not? A bad father? How can you say that? That's not fair Angie! You knew I was going to be a wrestler before we got married and had kids! Hello? Hello? Angie? DAMNIT! She hung up on me!"

Gaby tried to turn around and make it back up the hallway before he saw her, but all she managed to do was turn around.

"Gaby?"

"Huh? Oh, hey Dave! What's going on?"

"You overheard my conversation didn't you?"

"I wasn't eavesdropping, I heard someone yelling and I was making sure I wasn't going to have to call the medic."

"Well, since you heard part of it, you want to hear the rest?"

"Only if you really want to tell me. I don't want you to feel obligated just because I heard part of it."

"No, it's ok. You were right last week."

"About what Dave?"

"About sharing my, you know."

"Your 'you know'? Oh, you mean your feelings?"

"Shhhh! Don't say that word so loud!" Dave whispered loudly. "I am the Animal! I'm not supposed to have feelings."

"Dave, shut up. Let's go into your dressing room and we will talk about the "F" word. How's that?" Dave rolled his eyes and playfully shoved Gaby into his dressing room. They sat down on his couch and Gaby turned sideways to face him. "Ok, so, what's going on?"

Dave proceeded to tell Gaby about what had been going on in his life. He told her about Angie and about how he had come home from a long stint on the road and had found her in bed with another woman and how it had broken his heart.

"Not to interrupt, but is that the reason for all of the ring rats?"

"Yeah, I figure I get what I want and if I am not putting my heart on the line, I can't get hurt." He continued until he got to the conversation that he just had with his ex wife. "Then she said that I was a bad father because I was never there for Ashley and Shayla during the important moments in their lives. It's not that I don't want to be there, but all of their milestones seem to happen when I am 3,000 miles away."

"You are right Dave, she knew about your wrestling career before you guys got married, but maybe she didn't realize that it would keep you away so much. I am not siding with her, so don't think that. What she did and said was very wrong, and I am sure that you are not deliberately neglecting your daughters. You two seem to have a very hostile relationship, and I am sure that is taking a toll on the girls. Have you sat down and talked to the girls about it?"

"I want to, but Angie won't let me near them."

"Dave, do you want to talk to your girls?"

"More than anything I want them to know that I love them and that I am not trying to ignore them."

"Ok, I have an idea. What is the name of one of Ashley's friends?" Gaby said as she pulled her cell phone out of her pocket. "Sara." "What is the home number?" Dave looked skeptically at her, but read her the number anyway. "This is why it pays to have friends that are girls." Gaby stated just before the other line was picked up.

A/N: Well, he opened up. What do you guys think? R & R please!