A/N: Wow, it's been so long since I updated, I have had to go back and read the whole story just so I could write this chapter. I hope you guys enjoyed the last chapter. I am still trying to plan out the rest of the story, but this damn writer's block is driving me nuts!!!!!! Here's the next chapter…….

Chapter 10.

Gaby had yet to come up with a plan and it was starting to frustrate her. Whatever she came up with had to be good. It had to be better than the crap Lucy had pulled.

"Gaby," Vince called, interrupting her thoughts. "Gaby, I need to talk to you in my office." Gaby followed Vince to his office, not sure what he wanted to talk about.

"Please have a seat. Ok, unbeknownst to me, two scouts from another company were here last week. One was in the crowd watching the wrestling ability, and one was backstage watching how everyone interacted with each other."

"How does that affect me, Vince?" Gaby asked.

"Well, I had an offer from them to buy out your contract. A very nice offer in fact, but I wanted to talk to you about it before I agreed."

"Agreed? You say that like you have already made up your mind."

"Well, would you like for me to turn them down? It's TNA, and they are offering you an opportunity to valet. We don't have an opening like that here, and I think it would be really good for you, not that I want to see my employees go there, but it's a good opportunity."

"Vince, I like my job here, and I don't think I want to leave."

"Just think it over and get back to me next week, ok?"

"Yeah, ok." Gaby said slowly as she shook Vince's hand and left to find Dave. Gaby walked down the hallway and saw that the catering doors were propped open, but she didn't think much of it. She looked in to see if Dave was in there, but instead she saw Ashley looking a little scared. She walked in and went straight to her. She bent down so that she was face to face with Ashley. "Ash, are you ok? What's wrong?"

"Sara I presume?" A snotty voice asked.

"Oh shit!" Gaby thought before looking up.

"Sara? No, my name is Gaby. I don't know a Sara."

"Really?" Angie asked before pulling out a cell phone and finding a phone number. Gaby looked at her strangely before realizing that it must be Ashley's phone. Angie hit the call button and Gaby's cell phone rang in her pocket. She shifted her eyes back and forth for a second before silencing it. "Who do you think you are?"

"Look, let's take this somewhere else because I am not discussing this in front of everyone." At this point everyone was staring at them waiting for the catfight to ensue.

"I don't care if everyone hears my business!!" Angie shouted.

"Well I do!" Dave said loudly from behind Gaby. "My dressing room ladies, that includes you Ash."

"How do you know she wasn't going to kidnap you when she arranged this meeting Ashley?" Angie asked angrily.

"I didn't, but she let me talk to dad, so I figured she was ok."

"How do you know your dad wasn't going to whisk you away and keep you from me?"

Ashley mumbled her response under her breath. "What was that? I didn't hear you."

Ashley took a deep breath before answering. "I said, because he's not like you." The room grew silent as everyone processed what was just said. Gaby couldn't believe Ashley said that, even if it was true. "Mom, dad loves us so much. He told me that he had been calling the house for a while now, but you won't let him talk to us. Shayla and I love him and that was why we snuck off to see him at the mall. We miss you daddy." Ashley said as she turned to Dave. "We want to see you more often, and we don't want to sneak around to do it." She turned back to her mom. "I don't know why you guys got a divorce, but I do know it doesn't mean we shouldn't be allowed to see each other. My friend Sara, the real one, her parents are divorced, and she gets to spend the whole summer with her dad. It doesn't have to be the whole summer, but we do want to see him if he flies into town."

Angie sat down on the couch. "This is a lot to think about Ash."

"Do you hate dad?"

Angie looked a little taken back by the question. "I don't hate him; I just don't love him anymore." Gaby and Dave were starting to feel like they weren't even in the room anymore.

"It's hard to explain, Ash. I just fell out of love with him. Our divorce is our way of making it final that we want to be with other people."

"No, Angie, it is your way of making it final that YOU want to be with other people. I never said that. When I said for better or worse, till death do us part, I meant it. I guess you just meant till something else that catches your attention comes along."

"You still want to be with me Dave?" Angie asked.

"I miss you Angie." Dave said as he walked closer to her and away from Gaby. Dave took Angie's hands in his and continued to talk. "I still love you Angie. I miss coming home to you. Don't you miss me?"

Angie looked at Dave for a minute before answering. "I do miss you Dave. I am not seeing anyone else. I broke it off with Susan shortly after you found us. I was just going through the divorce because I figured that was what you would want after what you saw. I can always call it off Dave."

Gaby stood by the door not believing what she was hearing. After everything Angie had put him through, Gaby couldn't believe that he would actually consider letting her call off the divorce and get back together with her. I guess our little fling was just that, a fling. UGH!!! I was his rebound!!!! She thought.

Dave looked over at Gaby. "What are you looking at me for? It's your decision Dave. I don't have anything to do with it and the fact that you are actually considering getting back with her means that you really didn't care about me. So you go ahead and get back with the woman who left you for another WOMAN, and I am gonna go talk to Vince about the job I was offered today in Florida." Gaby turned and walked out of the room. If she was gonna get back at Lucy, she was gonna have to do it fast. But what to do? She'd have to find Christian and get his help.

A/N: I really am at a loss of what to do to her. And yes, I know the story took a turn for the worse, but bear with me. There just might be a method to my madness…….maybe. Hmmmmm, I'll have to think about it some more……….. R & R as always!!!!! Thanks!!!