"Yo Amy!"

Jeff waved frantically at Amy and Phil, signalling her to sit at his table. Amy walked towards the table with Phil by her side as they both sat down. Amy smiled at Jeff who nodded at Amy and smiled politely at Phil, she then looked to Matt, Jeff's older brother and another member beside Jeff and Amy of their old trio 'Team Xtreme', who gazed up from the open newspaper in front of him and nodded at Amy before raising an eyebrow at Phil.

"You're that CM Punk guy, right?"

"Yeah, I am," Phil answered as he outstretched his arm to Matt, "My name's Phil Brooks though."

Matt gazed at Phil's arm and hesitantly shook it before Jeff grabbed Phil's hand and shook it gladly.

"Dude, I've seen some of your wrestling, your pretty good. I love the whole Pepsi Plunge thing…"

Amy lost concentration of the conversation between Phil and Jeff which Matt contributed to now and then. Amy's eyelids were getting heavy, she was exhausted and her eyes were slowly shutting. Suddenly, her eyes shot open. She felt someone's gaze upon her and it was making her uncomfortable. She looked around the busy restaurant and finally spotted the person gazing into her eyes

Adam was staring at her. His unblinking, unwavering green orbs scared Amy. Usually, Adam's eyes—which were a deep forest green—took Amy's breath away. But the dark, brooding look he gave her scared her.

Adam watched Amy, he assumed she went to Phil after her meeting and Phil served as her shoulder to cry on. He couldn't be angry at her, he had no right to. After all, he was the one who told her that they couldn't be together, so why was he so angry at Amy for entering the restaurant with Phil Brooks, who had recently attacked Adam.

Adam looked away, he couldn't bear watch Amy- his Amy- with Phil Brooks, he gulped down the rest of his coffee and mumbled something about packing up to Vickie before getting up and leaving the restaurant. Amy watched Adam leave the restaurant; he seemed to be in a hurry to get out.

"-Isn't that right Ames? Ames?"

Amy turned back to Matt; he had a puzzled look on his face. She saw Jeff whose eyebrows were raised, she then turned to Phil who had concern written all over his face.

"I'm…I'm sorry Matt. I'm not feeling too well, I'm gonna go down to my room to lie down."

Matt tried to open his mouth to question further but Jeff cut him off.

"It's ok Ames, go feel better."

"Call me if you need me and I'll be right there." Phil said. Amy smiled and ran to the elevator pushing the level 5 button, hopefully she could get some sleep and some escape from Adam's dark brooding eyes.

Dave Batista smiled as he walked through the deserted hallway, he reached the elevator and was astonished to see Amy Dumas staring back at him, her mouth a perfect O.

He smiled smugly as he walked into the elevator. It seemed that it was only them in the elevator. He looked at the redhead and then his eyes trailed over to her tight tank top, God she looked hot. Amy cleared her throat to get that perverted bastard's eyes off her.

He looked up and smiled.

"Wanna grab a beer sometime?" he asked. He reckoned that first he'd try and be nice to her before trying to get into her tight jeans…

"No thanks, I'm kind of seeing someone." Amy lied as the elevator door opened, she moved to exit the door to get onto the level but Dave Batista reached his arm across the exit, blocking her path.

"Aw come on, we both know you're not seeing that Adam Copeland dick." Dave smiled.

"No, I'm not. But I am seeing someone else so thanks, but no thanks." Amy said as he glared at Batista, trying to get him to move aside.

"No no no," Batista continued, he pushed the close door button and cornered Amy into the elevator, "you see, what I think you're doing here is to try and make me jealous."

Amy moved back, there was no more space for her to move to get away from Batista. He stood so close to her, Amy looked down and sure enough she saw a not-so-impressive bulge down the front of his jeans.

"Actually Dave, to tell you the truth, even if I didn't have a boyfriend I wouldn't come close to you with a fourteen-foot pole. Not knowing what kind of trash that," Amy said as she pointed down, "has been in." Amy finished. She had heard rumours about Dave Batista, most of them were completely true. Like the fact that he had fucked every Diva on the ECW and SmackDown brand while he was still married. She expected Batista to accept defeat and just let her leave but instead he moved closer to her.

"You little bitch…You're going to pay for that…" Batista spat as he reached a hand up to cup her breast. Amy slapped him across the face, the impact shocking Dave head. He growled in anger and grabbed both of her hands, holding it above her head. He moved closer before Amy pushed her foot back and mustered all her strength into a kick into Dave Batista's right shin.

He howled in pain as he let go of Amy and grabbed his shin. Amy run out of the elevator and straight to her room, not stopping to look back or breathe. The sooner she got away from Dave Batista the safer she was. When she entered the room she shut the door, making sure to lock it securely before running to the bathroom.

Being touched by Dave Batista made Amy feel like she needed to have a hot shower, she still felt the hard grip he had on her breast. Would Dave Batista actually try to rape Amy in an elevator? Amy didn't know. But she was sure of one thing, Dave Batista was dangerous and he was out to get her.

CHAPTER 10

A/N- Thanks for the reviews guys! Ok, Dave Batista has officially become a baddie now, lol. This ain't the end of him though…