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That entire week was one of the busiest weeks of my life. It wasn't quite as busy as Wrestlemania week or the weeks leading up to Wrestlemania but it was definitely busy as we were already planning out Summerslam. It was only the end of April and we were planning for August already. I was in and out of meetings everyday and John was busy out doing promotions for the company. We hardly saw each other that week which was not fun at all. I missed him more than anything and the only way we communicated was text messages and phone calls. We weren't going to see each other face to face until that Monday at RAW the same Monday I had to meet Dave at 2:00 at the arena before the show to go over his character and share some ideas with him. I didn't know how focused I would be on the meeting with the excitement of seeing John shortly after.

No matter how I felt about John meeting me after the meeting I needed to stay focused and do my job. We were already behind and Vince was wondering why I hadn't presented ideas at the last meeting we had about our superstars. I told him we didn't' agree on anything and Vince was having a bad day so it didn't actually fly. He told me that my next meeting with Dave we needed to at least come up with an idea and he didn't care if it took us all night to come up with one. He wanted an idea on his desk by Tuesday afternoon. I think he was asking a lot given Dave's history. He wasn't the most cooperative guy and besides I didn't want to work all night with Dave. I did want to spend time with my boyfriend at some point that evening. I walked into the arena that day determined to have an idea by 4:00 at the latest. I walked to the catering area where Dave and me agreed to meet. I walked in and was surprised to see him sitting there with his own notepad and pen. "Hey," I said walking over to the table to sit down.

"Hello," he said extending his hand for me to shake it. I didn't know what to say or do. I was in complete shock. It was like Dave changed his entire attitude in a week's time.

"Hi," I said a little weary of his new attitude as I shook his hand. "How are you?"

"I'm good. What about you?"

"Pretty good," I replied as I took my laptop out before sitting down. "So are you ready to work today?"

"Yes I am. I am sorry about last week," he said. "I probably should have been more polite and a little more open to ideas," he said.

"It's okay," I said. "Just as long as you're ready to work today."

"I am," he said. "I promise." He flashed me a smile to which I flashed a smile of my own back.

"So," I said breaking the awkward silence between us. "Do you have any ideas?"

"Not really. I'm not a creative guy," he said. "I don't' know if that is obvious or not."

"Well, it is kind of obvious," I said, "but we can come up with something together. What kind of things do you like?"

"Let's see," he said. "I like women but I guess that's kind of a given."

"Really? I hadn't noticed," I said sarcastically and with a small laugh.

"I like Martial arts and Star Wars," he said.

I was a little surprised when he mentioned liking Star Wars to me. I never expected that from him. It was Dave Batista for goodness sake. To me he only liked three things; women, sex and alcohol but Star Wars? I found it hard to believe. "Shut up. You do not like Star Wars," I said.

"I swear to God I do," he said. "I've been a fan forever. You have no idea. You don't know me at all do you, Tessa?"

"Not really. I just know that you're an arrogant asshole that sleeps with lots of women."

Dave let out a laugh and said, "you have no idea. There's a lot more to me than that."

"Then why not let that guy out once in a while?" I asked. I was curious because if he was more than that guy I thought he was why hide it?

"I have a reputation to hold. I don't want people to walk all over me,' he said.

"I see. So what else do you like?"

"Are you going to laugh at me again?" he asked seriously.

"I can't make any promises."

"Well, I am a good dancer. I like to dance. I was a break dancer back when I was younger."

"No way," I said. I was learning more about him in 10 minutes than I had learned about him in the years that I have known him. Maybe it's because I didn't care to learn those things but I was learning a lot about him. I was seeing a whole new side of Dave Batista and I thought for maybe a minute he wasn't the guy I thought he was. I had to admit I was liking the side of Dave I was now seeing more than his old side. I thought that maybe we could actually have a friendship and if not he was at least tolerable.

"Yes way," he replied. "I enjoyed dancing a lot."

"Do you want to do something with dancing?" I asked.

"Like what?" he asked.

"I don't know. I don't know if that would work though. It would be like Rikishi and 2 Cool all over again. I don't' want to mock that."

"Neither do I," said Dave.

"So you like women?" I asked. I know it was a stupid question to ask but I was coming up with an idea.

"Do you really have to ask, Tessa?" he asked me with a smile. "You know I do."

"I know you don't want to do a pimp scenario but what about a Romeo type of character. You could romance the divas and even some women from the audience."

He looked at me with a look that said he was contemplating my idea and then said, "Hmm. I like that. Write that down."

"All right," I said with a smile as I typed it into my laptop.

"What else do you got?"

"You mean have…not got," I said.

"Sorry Ms. Grammatically Correct… what else do you have?"

I looked at him, smiled and said, "much better. And I think you could do an all about me persona too. I think it would be pretty good. I think you could pull it off."

"I like that idea too but I think I want the Romeo one. That seems more like me," he said.

"A Romeo persona doesn't mean you sleep with tons of women… you have to at least be respectful to women and be sensitive to their needs."

"You really think I'm disrespectful to women don't you?" he asked.

"Well, you are."

"I told you, Tessa, you don't know me like you think you do. I like to have fun with women yes but I do respect them. I don't believe in that love stuff but I do respect them. I can't help if they're willing to sleep with me."

"Says the person that was on a 'hot' date and asked the waitress for her number."

"My date and me weren't hitting it off. It was no big deal. If we were hitting it off it would have been a different story but it's not. My date just wasn't what I thought she was."

"And how did the date with the waitress go?"

"It wasn't a date," he said. "It was just sex.."

"See?"

He shrugged his shoulders and said, "what can I say? They want it."

I rolled my eyes and shook my head, "anyway, you want to do the Romeo persona for sure?"

"Yes," he said. "I think it will be kind of cool. Can I carry a rose or something with me to the ring and give it to one lucky woman in the audience?"

"Or you could carry tons of roses and give them each woman you come across."

"All right," he said. "I really do like that idea. I want to do it, Tessa," he said as the room was filled with an awkward silence, "the storyline I mean."

"I knew what you meant," I said, "and if that' what you want to do we can do it. The storyline I mean. I just need to get this to Vince by tomorrow afternoon."

"Do you like working for Vince?" he asked.

"Yeah. I have no problem with it. I love my job. Not many people can say that but I really do love my job."

"Me too," he said. " A lot of people would disagree but I really do love this business."

"I know you do," I said. I wasn't sure if he did or not. I kept thinking about John's words about how Dave was only in it for the championships and the money. John often said that if a different opportunity opened up for Dave that he would make more money outside of the WWE he would leave the company to pursue what paid more. John claimed he was money hungry and he would do anything for a buck. He said he would sell his own grandmother if it meant he'd get a little cash. I often thought John was over exaggerating when it came to Dave because of their dislike for one another but maybe Dave was like that but I didn't see it. Or at least I couldn't see it.

"So you know what I like. What about you? What do you like?"

"Dave, it's not about me," I said.

"Come on. I shared stuff about me. Share some stuff about you. What do you like?"

"I don't know. I like writing and reading."

"Reading what?"

"Chick literature is what John calls it."

"That's cool. You do strike me as the reader type of girl. You are the nerdy type aren't you?"

"I guess. I don't know. It doesn't matter."

"I know it doesn't matter but you seem to be super intelligent. And you seem to do a great job at your work. If you didn't I don't think they would have put you with me. I actually like working with you. I'm glad they gave me to you."

"I am intelligent," I said, "and I am a nerd but being a nerd has helped me succeed in this business. And you're actually not too bad to work with either," I said. "I thought it was going to be worse but it's actually okay."

"I think it's our personalities," he said. "They go well together."

"I guess," I said shrugging my shoulders.

"Anyway do you ever party or anything?"

"I'm not the partying type of girl."

"That doesn't surprise me. Do you at least drink?"

"Yes," I said. "I do."

"That's cool. One night you have to go out and party with me. It will be fun. You don't know what partying is until you party with Dave Batista."

"Um.. I don't think John would like that," I said.

"Why?" he asked. "We'd just be two friends going out to party. Nothing wrong with that."

"John would find something believe me," I said. It was true. Even if Dave and me did go out to party as friends John would find something wrong with it. That's just what John did.

"Do you always do what John says? Or do you do stuff for you?"

"I don't know. I think it's pretty even. Sometimes I do what he says and sometimes I do some stuff for myself," I said. That was far from the truth. I can't remember the last time I actually did something for myself. As far as I could remember I did everything John wanted me to do. I couldn't believe I was actually that submissive to John and that he had such a grip on what I did and didn't do. I started to feel sick to my stomach as I thought about it. Just like the move to Tampa a few years ago. I didn't want to leave Hartford but John wanted to. Moving with him was the only way I could stay with him. The more I thought about it the more I realized I did more of what John wanted me to than what I wanted to do. I was beginning to wonder how much longer it would take for him to get me to marry him or have a baby with him. It was what he wanted and since I usually did what he wanted it was only a matter of time.

"I think you do more of what people want you to do than what you want to do for yourself. When is the last time you actually did what you wanted to do?"

"I don't know," I said.

"You have got to start living for yourself, Tessa. It's your life. Why do you live to please other people?"

"How do you know that I do that?"

"Because I've been watching you. I see how you act. You do what you're expected to do.. Never what you want to do. That's why one day you're going to go out and party with me. You're going to let loose, stop being so uptight and have some fun. The fun you want to have but you never do because you want to please people."

"Dave," I said. "I don't think that's a good idea. We're just business associates. And I like to keep my personal life separate. I'm sorry but we're not partying at all."

"Tessa, think about it. You'll have fun. You need a break from all this working," he said.

"No, Dave. I can't," I said as John appeared from no where.

"Can't what?" he asked causing me to jump.

"Nothing," I said.

"Right. Nothing," said Dave as he looked at John.

"How is the meeting going?" asked John.

"It's going well," I said.

"I am actually going to go," said Dave as he got up. "I'll talk to you later."

"But we didn't finish discussing your character," I said.

"We will another day, Tessa," he said. "Have a good day. Bye, Tessa."

"Bye," I said. I wasn't sure why Dave got up and left so suddenly but never the less my meeting was over and I had a few hours with John before RAW started.

"Why does he always leave so quickly when I enter the room?" asked John.

"I have no idea but does it matter we have a few hours before the show to hang out. Let's just enjoy them."

"All right," he said. "Let's go get something to eat."

"Sounds like a plan," I said as I put away my laptop. "I missed you."

"I missed you too," he said softly kissing my lips, "and I missed that too."

"Me too," I said taking his hand as we walked through the backstage area of the arena to the parking lot and then went off to get something to eat. All through our dinner I thought about what Dave had said and he was right I did need to start living for myself and doing what I wanted to do but at the same time I was happy with my life. At least I thought I was. I wasn't too sure at that moment but I had time to think about it and what I wanted to do.

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