Chapter 62:

Logan Airport was bustling with activity by midday on Tuesday afternoon the following week. Passengers and loved ones alike were exchanging goodbyes and welcomes as they board or departed their planes. For Haley Mariano, she waited patiently on the outskirts of the activity, trying not to jar her injured shoulder, while peeking around the clusters of people for her first glimpse of her friend.

"Haley." Randy Orton's deep, rough voice called through the din of noise as the man himself appeared through the throng of a Japanese tour group.

"Randy!" Haley's greeting was brighter as she started toward the handsome dark haired man, dressed casually in jeans and a gray Affliction t-shirt.

"There's my girl." He smirked, coming to meet her half way with his jacket folded over his arm and his free hand tugging the rolling suitcase behind him.

"I know it's only been a couple days, but it's so good to see you." She told him honestly once they closed the distance between them.

"I've missed you too." He released the handle of his suitcase to hug her against him, being mindful of her shoulder. "How are you holding up?"

"As best as can be expected." She replied, pulling back enough to look up into his face. "You on the other hand are living up your return by kicking all kinds of ass. I'm jealous."

Randy chuckled and affectionately trailed his hand through her hair. "You'll be back and doing the same thing before you know it, Baby." He assured her. "Now I don't know about you, but airports aren't my favorite hang out, so what do you say we get out of here?"

"Aw, but airports are my favorite!" She complained with mock disappointment, before chuckling. "My cars parked a little ways away, let's go."

Randy pulled on his jacket before retaking his suitcase. "Lead the way." He told her, wrapping his now free arm around her as they maneuvered through the crowd of people. "Have you gotten used to driving one handed yet?"

"I always drive one handed." She explained. "But usually I can switch hands, so that's the only part I'm not used to yet, but I'm handling it just fine."

"Well, you always adapt better than most to new situations." He commented, wishing for his shades as they stepped out in the fall sunshine. "Where are you parked?" He asked.

"Down here." Haley started to the right and he easily fell in step beside her. "Dwayne's really is looking forward to this. He's got all kinds of ideas."

"He should." Randy agreed, pressing a kiss into her hair. "It's his big comeback. Correction, it's the big comeback. We have to make it good."

"Well, that's why we need you to help push it along." She pulled the keys to her Saturn out of her pocket and hit the unlock button on the keypad. "We need the talents of the Legend Killer."

"You've got 'em, Baby." Randy smirked, taking the keys from her hand. "You've always had my services at your disposal, you've just never realized it. I'll drive."

Eve Torres was a lot cleverer than anyone ever gave her credit for. She was seen as a just a pretty face with a sweet personality underneath it all. Not many new the selfish, manipulative mind that lay beneath the surface. People saw what they wanted to see and she preferred to keep it that way. It would be the only way she had a shot at making Dave Batista her own.

The first step in her plan had been completely successfully. She'd won the Love Him or Leave Him match and as bonus, sent Haley away with an injury that would keep her out of the ring for a total of two months. The second step was easier, all it took was planting the right information to Dave's ears. Then she could sit back and watch how the cards unfolded. And for what she had this time, they would not be in Haley's favor.

"Dave," She all but purred his name from across the locker room. "I'm going to the canteen to get some lunch. Do you want anything?"

"No thanks." He grumbled. He had been grouchy for the past two days, since he'd had a minor argument with Haley over the phone. Eve knew the next one would be a major blowout.

"All right, I'll be back in a little bit then." She said leaving the door open, although he barely acknowledged her departure.

Once in the hall, she nodded to Layla and Jillian who had been waiting on her for their part in her plan. "Go for it." She whispered sneaking around the corner to listen in.

"I'll tell you, Jill, it is so nice not having Haley around." Layla said loudly enough for her voice to drift into the locker room. "She can take her self righteousness and shove it."

Jillian cackled. "Absolutely, she had the audacity to make fun of my singing…me! I'm a songbird, she's just jealous of my talent!"

"I don't know what Batista sees in her." Layla continued. "Or Randy, he's even worse! He's dog devoted to her. Did you know he flew to Boston today to be with her?! He told everyone that he's coming for Haley this time. He's not going to let her slip through his fingers again! I don't even know what he sees in her anyway, but he's determined to make her his! He swore to Charlie Haas that while Dave's away on the tour, he's making his play for her."

Eve bit her lip to keep from laughing. She had only exaggerated the truth. Anyone with eyes could see just how Randy looked at Haley, how he'd always looked at her. Dave saw it too, whether he wanted to admit it or not. If anyone was competition for Haley's heart, it was the Legend Killer. Exploiting that insecurity could only work in her favor.

Dave's jealousy and insecurity over the closeness of Randy and Haley's friendship would explode eventually. Haley would move into the Randy's arms and Dave would be left alone…for Eve to make him hers.

"Dave will be mine." Eve whispered, listening to Jillian and Layla continue to talk about Randy's feelings for Haley. "I'm going to make sure of it." She vowed.

Meanwhile, inside the locker room, Dave Batista has his jaw clenched painfully tight. Thoughts of Haley and Randy together…alone were haunting him, and even at work he couldn't escape them. Their ill-fated romance seemed to be hot conversation in the backstage gossip as well.

He didn't want to be the jealous boyfriend. He didn't want to be the guy that didn't trust his girlfriend. He wanted to have peace of mind that she was home, missing him as much as he missed her. But all he could think was that she was at home, having a grand old time with the only other man she could fully give her heart to.

He'd stopped himself from calling her a hundred times this morning, just to check in. He knew Randy would be arriving in Boston today. He had a long, not so pleasant chat about it with Haley two night's earlier. He wouldn't be surprised if Randy was already there, with his arms around her, running his fingers through her hair, sitting down to relax with her by his side. It was enough to have Batista's blood boiling in his veins.

Jealousy wasn't an emotion he was prone to. As a kid, growing up dirt poor, he'd learned to want only what he could realistically have. That way if something didn't happen or his wish didn't come true, it just didn't matter. As he grew older, and realized that he could achieve a lot for himself, he'd begun to want more things, things he knew he could have, with hard-work and patience. Haley, had been one of them.

When they'd met, she'd been dating John Cena, and while she loved him, Dave could see that John was not the guy to make her happy in the end. Randy was fortunately digging his own grave at the time, so he hadn't been much competition then. So Dave had been patient, contenting himself with being her friend, meanwhile falling harder for her with each passing day. He'd supported her, listened to her whenever she needed to, and slowly began changing the levels of their friendship as she drifted further and further away from John and Randy. And when she finally told him she loved him…him, Dave Batista, he'd never been happier.

And now, that happiness was at stake. If Randy made Haley fall for him, and he was employing the exact same strategy Dave had used last year to make Haley his, Dave would be left out in the cold. Loving Haley had changed his whole world, and he'd never be the same again. There was no doubt in his mind that he would love Haley for the rest of his life. His only fear was that he might have to live without her in it, if Randy was successful that is.

"Just call her, reassure yourself." He muttered, digging out his cellphone. If he could just hear her say I love you, maybe he could relax and get through the next couple days that Randy was with her.

He fidgeted while the phone rang, growing more anxious when he realized he might get her voicemail, when she breathlessly picked up just before her voicemail took over.

"Dave!" Her voice was surprised, with a hint of laughter. "Oh, I was hoping you'd call…Randy, shut up!" She giggled.

Dave could hear the Legend Killer in the background, singing Sweet Home Alabama very loudly, and very off-key. His free hand clenched into a fist and for a moment he fantasized about planting it in Randy's face.

"Haley," He said slowly. "Can we talk?"

Her laughter disappeared at his tone. "Um…sure." He heard her shuffling in the background, then tell Randy to go on inside, she'd be in shortly, before she turned her attention back to Dave. "What's up?"

A/N: Eve is such an evil bitch lol. She's got my poor Davey freaking out. On the good news front though, I'm officially on summer vacation, therefore I will be trying my hardest to update for you guys. I have four stories on my priority list right now, Becoming a Legacy is one obviously, I want to finish this and get you started on the third, Survivor is another, Stolen is lumped in there and finally, my newest story, Think Twice.

Special thanks to all of you for being so patient with me while my personal life was in shambles and my school life was crazy. Hopefully, I'll be back to normal now lol.

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