A/N: Once again, I'm sorry. I recently started school again, and I've been really busy. I hope this chapter makes up for the loss time, though.

Thank you to Tina and Kat for your help and support.

I want to thank Tina, RKO.I.F., and Kat RoadKill for reviewing chapter 2.

Ashley was embarrassed. No, she was more than embarrassed. John Cena had decided to be a jerk last week, and she broke down. So, what if he was being stupid? For any other person who wasn't as close to John as she was, they would have brushed it off without so much as a second thought. But, because she considered John one of her closest friends, his attitude had a huge effect on her. She broke down and cried. On Dave Batista, for crying out loud. Which she wanted to apologize to him for as soon as she saw him.

Ashley had gotten a ride with Kelly tonight, and they were at Universal Studios in Orlando for tonight's weekly dose of Monday Night RAW. Once they were inside, they had found out that they were early. Besides herself, Kelly, and Carrie, the only people already here, were Melina, who had ridden with Katie Lea. Cody Rhodes, Ted DiBiase Jr. and Phil, who had arrived with Randy Orton - who was currently nowhere to be seen. And finally, Ken who had traveled on his own.

"Hey Carrie!" Phil greeted Ashley's daughter.

"Uncle Phil!" Carrie ran over to Phil's already extended arms.

"Darn, and I thought he was going to be happy to see us," Ashley joked.

"Yeah, I guess were aren't as important," Kelly fake pouted.

"Apparently," Ashley responded and laughed. She began to make her way towards her friend, and her daughter.

"Hey Phil!" the two Divas said in unison.

"Huh? Oh, hey guys," Phil greeted, but then went back to talking to Carrie.

"Geez, talk about rude," Ashley commented.

"Hey guys." Cody Rhodes came up to the pair.

"Hi Cody," the younger blonde smiled.

Ashley caught Cody's attention, then pointed at the young man, whose back was on them.

Cody smirked, and nodded.

Ashley then quietly tippy-toed and made her way towards the young man who was standing up, his back to Ashley, listening to his iPod. She then gathered up her strength, and proceeded to jump on Ted DiBiase's back. Having been caught off guard, he fell down.

"What the hell?" he cursed as everyone else, including Carrie laughed.

"Hey, Junior," Ashley smirked.

"Ashley," Ted grunted.

"Aww, come on. Is Teddy maddy?" Ashley used her baby talk voice.

Ted turned a dark shade of red, and narrowed his eyes.

"Look, I'm sorry if it got you mad. I was just playing around," Ashley defended her actions.

Ted frowned, but forgave Ashley anyway. "It's okay, I guess. Just watch you back," he warned in a friendly way, even smirking as he said so.

"What is that supposed to mean?" Kelly asked.

"Well, you see, I've known Cody since our diaper-staged life. He can tell you I'm good at getting people back, and I was also know as "the prankster" of our school when we were in high school. Isn't that right, Cody?" Ted asked.

"Sadly," Cody growled.

"What is that supposed to mean?" Ashley asked.

"Nothing," Cody quickly replied.

"Uh, well, you see, I had this prank planned out for this kid who did not like me, and I didn't like him just as much, but instead, Cody was on the receiving end of it," Ted explained.

"And the prank was what exactly?" Kelly urged.

"You say one word, and you are a dead man," Cody warned.

"Whoa, were did that come from? What happened to quiet Cody?" Ashley was stunned.

"He doesn't want me to talk," Ted explained.

"Got you," Ashley winked.

Then, they all heard a door being slammed quiet angrily.

Randy Orton was stomping his way towards the benches, and looked surprised to find a little crowd there. He looked around, saw Phil and Carrie, and narrowed his eyes.

He made his way to the small bench that was far from anyone else.

"Well, isn't he nice and people-friendly," Ashley observed.

Ted and Katie Lea – who had just joined them – snorted.

"That's putting it nicely," Katie grinned.

"Oh, I know. I would have called him other thing, not very nice ones to be exact, but we have little ears in the room," Ashley gestured towards her daughter.

"Aww, come on guys. He's not that bad once you get to know him," Ken Kennedy said as he walked up to his friends.

"You mean, once you get to know him, he is just that bad," Kelly joked.

"He's a good guy," Ken insisted.

Katie quickly kissed her boyfriend in order to hopefully change the subject.

"Great, kiss him. That's what we wanted to see," Ted groaned.

"Junior!" Ashley warned, and socked her newest friend.

"What?" Ted asked innocently.

"Never mind," Ashley said with a wave of her hand.

"Hey, mommy!" Carrie yelled out.

"Yes, baby?" Ashley asked.

"Well, well, well. Look what we have here. Miss Ashley no-good Massaro. Weren't you fired?" Randy asked angrily, as he walked over to the group of chatting companions.

"Actually, I quit," Ashley replied coolly.

"Same thing," Randy smirked.

"No, it's not. I left because I wanted to," Ashley told him.

"Or, was it because you screwed up, and being the spoiled girl you are, you got scared and ran away. Which makes you a single mother. Not that that's a surprise. I don't see how anyone would go for a tramp like you," Randy taunted Ashley.

Ashley was pissed off now. Randy was nowhere near being a friend of hers, and he had no right to say the things he was saying. So, she punched him in the jaw as hard as she could.

Instantly, she saw blood drip down.

"You bitch!" Randy yelled. He got toe to toe with Ashley, until Phil and Ken began to pull him back because of the crazy look he was getting in his eyes.

"Come on, man. Just call down!" Ken pleaded.

"Yeah, you aren't about to hit a girl, dude, that's not right," Phil agreed.

"So? That Lita wannabe punched me, and you want me to take it lightly? She made me bleed, dammit," Randy growled.

"Because you offended her," Phil shot back.

"It's not my fault princess can't stand hearing the truth," Randy disagreed.

At this statement, Ashley went to where Randy was being held back, and looked him in the eye.

"The truth? You listen to me Orton. You don't know me, and you never have. So, if you want to stand here and say you're telling the truth, let me tell you this. You don't know anything about what I do outside of a wrestling ring. You don't live with me, or anything of that sort. What I do is my business, but let me tell you this. You're wrong. I didn't run away because I was scared. Far from it. I left because my daughter did nothing to deserve any sort of damage this company, or anyone in it would do. I admit it, I made mistakes. I thought my ex would care about Carrie because he was her birth father, but oh, I was wrong. So, I left him before he could hurt me again. Got it? So now you know. Now shut up, and stop assuming you know anything about me," Ashley snapped, and then walked away, grabbing Carrie's hand as she did so. "Come on, baby. Let's go."

"But, Momma," Carrie whined.

"But, nothing. We're leaving," Ashley told her daughter.

Reluctantly, Carrie walked away from Katie Lea and Kelly Kelly, who had been playing with her.

As soon as they were out of sight, Ken , Ted, Cody, and Phil all turned around to look at Randy angrily.

"What?" Randy grunted.

"You are going to apologize," Ted declared.

"Like hell I am," Randy laughed.

Ken grabbed him by the shirt, and pinned him against the wall. "You will, Orton. It is in your best interests to,"

"Hey guys. Whoa, what's going on?" An apparently barely out of the shower Dave Batista walked up to the guys.

"Orton decided to be funny, which, he wasn't," Phil told him.

"Doesn't he always?" Dave grinned. Then, seeing the look on the face of his friends, he turned serious and asked, "Ken, why are you pinning Randy by the shirt?"

"He insulted Ashley," Ken said simply.

"He did what?" Dave questioned, his eyes bugging out.

"He made fun of Ashley and her situation," Ted explained.

"Let him go," Dave nodded to Ken in Randy's direction.

"Listen to me Randy. You can be my friend all you want, but utter so much as another word insulting Ashley, or making a crude comment in her direction, and you'll be in a big problem with me. Is that understood?" Dave asked.

"Are you freaking kidding me? I make a single comment to her, and everyone is on her side?" Randy muttered.

"Yes, because you know what? She's a good person. She's nice and caring. Do you know what the saddest part is?" Ken asked.

"What?" Randy asked nonchalantly.

"Back when you were suspended and you went to those anger management classes, she stood up for you. Everybody backstage was trash talking you, and while she admitted she didn't know you, she thought you were a good person. She said that everyone makes mistakes, and we wouldn't be human if we didn't," Ken confessed.

"Ha-ha. You're funny. Nice joke," Randy laughed it up.

"I'm not kidding Orton. I'm dead serious," Ken insisted.

"Look, whatever. I gotta go get ready. I'll see you guys later," Randy walked away, pretending as if nothing had happened.

"Think we got through him?" Ken asked.

"I hope so. That kid is too bitter for his own good. I understand I might not have helped out because I was in Evolution, but when he broke up with his girlfriend after she cheated, I was there for him. He's my friend, but he shouldn't have gotten mad at Ashley," Dave nodded.

"What's he got against her anyway?" Phil asked.

"I don't know, I don't know," Dave muttered, thinking about what Randy could possibly have a against someone as caring and nice as Ashley.

"Yeah, you know. It was pretty fun. It was a strange wedding, but fun all the less. She's my cousin, after all. I couldn't just have not gone," Katie Lea went on, and opened the women's locker room door.

"I know what you mean," Beth Phoenix agreed, following her friend inside.

They stopped abruptly when they saw their friend, Ashley Massaro sitting on the floor crying.

"Ashley, what's wrong?" Katie asked, crouching down on the floor.

"Are you okay?" Beth asked.

"I, uh, I'm fine. Don't worry about me," Ashley hiccuped.

Katie looked around. "Where's Carrie?"

"With Layla walking around the arena," Ashley smiled.

"You're okay, huh?" Beth asked expectantly.

"What happened?" Katie asked.

"I came to the arena early, and all these people were there, including Randy…." Ashley cried.

"Oh, stop right there girlie. That's enough explanation," Beth waved her hand.

"How about you get ready, and we'll be right back? You're almost up," Katie reminded.

"Oh, yeah. I forgot. All right, I'll see you guys later," Ashley grabbed her bag, and walked in the showers.

Silently, Katie Lea and Beth went out the locker room, and went straight towards the men's room. They barged in, and got strange looks.

"Where's Orton?" Katie demanded.

"What? Did you really ask for Randy? I thought you had a boyfriend, Katie?" John Cena teased.

Katie growled.

"Whoa, okay. Never mind," John backed off.

"Once again I'll ask you, where is Randy?" Katie repeated.

"I'm here. Why are you looking for me?" Randy asked as he stepped out of the showers wearing some jeans and a black "Affliction" shirt.

"You're a disgusting cold hearted son of a ---" Katie yelled angrily before Ken covered her mouth.

"Is that so? What gave you that impression?" Randy asked, a smirk growing on his features.

"That's it. I've had it with you. I've tried to be nice, and all I get is distasteful comments back, not to mention you insult the people I care about," Katie told him.

"Who?" Randy asked.

"Earlier," Beth piped up.

"Who are you talking about? Oh, is that what this is about? This is about Trashley?" Randy groaned.

Without warning, he received a kick to his very sensitive area.

"What the hell?" he yelled angrily.

"Why'd you kick him?" John asked, coming to the defense of his best friend.

"Because he deserved it. Just like you deserve everything you're gonna get come our match," Batista said simply.

"Who was talking to you?" John asked.

"Nobody. But you know what, I can see why you and Orton are the best of friends. You two are exactly alike," Dave told him.

"You know what? You get on my nerves, man. I can't stand you."

"I feel exactly the same way about you Cena," Dave told the younger man.

"Then let's do something about it," John got closer to Dave.

"Guys, cool it. If you're gonna get angry and fight, save it for the ring," Shawn Michaels advised.

"Whatever," John muttered and began to walk off.

"We warned you. Now, you stay away from Ashley. And you better apologize, if you know what's good for you," Katie told the former WWE Champion before walking off with her friend, the Glamazon, Beth Phoenix.


Ashley Massaro was done. She had finished getting ready, and was now going to look for Layla and Carrie.

Little did she know, her daughter was about to meet someone, and have a very interesting experience with that individual.

"Hey Lay," the current World Tag Team Champion, Ted DiBiase greeted.

"Hey Ted. How's it going?" the young woman asked.

"Okay, I guess. Is that who I think it is?" he asked, referring to the girl sitting in the chair eating a banana not too far from him.

"That depends. Who do you think it is?" Layla smirked.

Ted groaned. "Ashley's daughter of course."

"Well, for once you're right," Layla teased.

"What is that supposed to mean?" he growled.

"Hi," a new voice greeted.

The tag team champion looked down and saw a small little girl standing there, a big smile on her face and her eyes wide. Her smile was infectious, and Ted couldn't help but smile back at the child.

"Hey there," Ted replied, as he knelt down to speak to the little girl. "So you must be Carrie, right? I've heard a lot about you."

"Yes, I'm Carrie. What's your name?" she asked.

Ted took the small girl's hand in his own, and shook it gently. "I'm Ted, but my friends call me Teddy. It's a pleasure to meet you." The small child giggled and shyly brushed back a piece of her hair.

"My momma's name is Ashley," she said proudly.

Ted laughed. "I met her. So, I see you have a banana. Can I have some?" Ted asked, grinning at the child in front of him.

"Sure," Carrie replied, offering her banana to the older man. "Momma says that bananas are good for me, and that they'll make me strong."

"Then you'll be just like me," he teased.

"No, I'll be like Mr. Batista," Carrie told the older man.

Ted laughed. The little girl certainly was very charming, and adorable. He couldn't help but notice how much she looked like her mother.

"Wouldn't you rather be like me?" He asked.

"No, I can't imagine anyone wanting to be like you," Layla teased.

"But I'm so much stronger, and more good-looking, and of course, much more talented." He winked at Carrie.

Carrie giggled. Suddenly, Saliva's, "I Walk Alone" blasted through the arena speakers.

"Introducing first, from Washington, D.C, weighing in at two hundred and ninety pounds, Batista!" Lillian announced.

Because the trio was near a television, they saw as The Animal came out, to the roar of the crowd.

As the cheering for Batista died down, Cena's entrance music then began to play, receiving boos and cheers.

"And from West Newbury, Massachusetts, his opponent, John Cena!"

Once both men were inside the ring, the referee rung then bell, and the match was underway.

John, still angry from earlier, started off by violently delivering a series of swift kicks to Batista's stomach. The smaller man continued attacking Dave, following up the kicks with a few stiff punches to the Animal's jaw, refusing to let up until the other man forced him to.

Dave grabbed John and attempted to Batista Bomb him, and end the match, but Cena retaliated with a kick to the back for Dave. John, then cornered him, and began to hit the bigger man in the head until the referee told him to stop. John ignored the referee's warnings and pulled Dave upright, as he began to deliver a series of chops to the Animal's chest.

When he tried to get up, John threw him out of the ring. He smirked, then went out the ring himself. He grabbed Dave by his trunks, and slammed him into the ring post. The Animal then fell to the floor in pain. He held on to his right shoulder, which had been the one to collide with the pole.

John, who had seen Dave grab his injured shoulder, smiled in victory. He went under the ring, and found the object he was looking for; a steel chair. Clutching the chair, the former WWE Champion slowly made his way toward Batista, a wild look in his eyes and an evil smirk playing on his lips.

Dave was still holding his shoulder as he tried to back away from Cena, who was dangerously close to him now. His eyes grew wide as John raised the chair and he tried to stumble back so that John wouldn't hit his injured arm, but was unsuccessful. John brought the chair down and hit Batista squarely in the head.

All Batista felt was immense pain and he saw stars briefly before he fell to the floor, unconscious. But John wasn't finished with the Animal yet. The fight from earlier was still burned in his mind, and the only way he could relieve his frustration and jealousy was by hurting him.

He jumped on the man and began hitting him repeatedly in the face. Several referees surrounded John and tried to pull him off of the injured and unconscious Batista, but John continued his attacks. There weren't enough referees to hold him back, and he struggled as he felt them attempt to pull him away.

The crowd roared as more referees came down, followed by a few security guards. John continued to viciously attack Batista, all the while yelling obscenities at him. He was mad as hell at the Animal, and he knew that once Dave recovered, he would have one pissed off Animal to deal with, but he didn't care right now.

The roars of the crowd turned to cheers once the opening notes of Metalingus, Edge's theme song, blared through the speakers. The Rated-R Superstar, with Ashley Massaro by his side, glanced over at the ring, then down to where John was attacking Dave. He quickly ran down the ramp and over to where John was crouched, still beating the life out of Batista.

John hissed in anger as he felt the arms of the Canadian firmly lift him off of the D.C. native.

"What the hell are you doing?" he yelled angrily.

"What the hell are YOU doing?" Edge retorted. He gestured to Dave, who was now a bloody mess. "What is this going to solve, John?"

"He'll know I'm better than him," John smirked.

Edge rolled his eyes at the childish comment.

"Okay, so beating the hell out of a defenseless man will teach him that you're better than him. What did Batista ever do to you?" he asked.

"He messed with…" John muttered.

"Messed with what? And I have the feeling you were going to say with what's yours, and let me tell you something. Ashley isn't anyone's property. Or, as far as I know he never messed with you," Edge shot back.

John fixed his blue eyes on Ashley, who was looking at Batista with sympathy in her eyes. She looked back up at Edge, who seemed to be very confused by John's actions. She was surprised by the way John was acting. It was not like him at all.

"You know what, Edge?" he hissed viciously. "Maybe you shouldn't be sticking your nose in things that you know nothing about."

While John and Edge continued arguing, Ashley quietly slipped over to where Dave was lying on the ground, breathing hard and still bloody. Ashley couldn't believe how helpless he looked at that moment. She felt a tear slip down her cheek, and she quickly wiped it away before anyone would notice. Slowly, she knelt down and gently shook Batista's shoulder, to see if he was awake or still unconscious.

"Dave, Dave, honey, wake up." Ashley gently shook him, careful not to touch his right shoulder. Slowly, the bloodied up Animal began to stir. He groaned in pain, and opened his eyes.

"Ashley?" he asked, his face showing a confused expression.

Ashley breathed a sigh of relief at hearing him speak.

"Yes, Dave, it's me," she replied, as she reached out and gently rubbed his head. "You feeling okay? I saw what John did…."

"Honestly, I feel far from okay. My body hurts all over, I'm bleeding, I got hit with a steel chair. Need I go on?" he asked.

Ashley laughed. "No, that's okay. Just stay quiet for now. We don't want you getting even more agitated."

Batista smiled at the woman. She'd been so kind to come check on him, when she didn't have to. It really warmed his heart.

His smile quickly faded though, as he realized that John had been the one who caused him this pain. I'm going to kill him, he thought. Not just hurt him, but kill him.

"Come on. Let's get you to a trainer," Ashley gently grabbed the bigger man, and gave him a hand up.

Slowly, he got to a standing position.

Man, am I glad for Ashley, he thought as he felt his legs would buckle under him, and make him fall had Ashley not been there.

"I mean, you really took it too far tonight, Cena," Edge said, his voice calm yet firm. "There's other ways you can--"

"Can you shut up for a second?" John replied. He looked over his shoulder and saw Ashley helping the man who he'd beaten almost lifeless earlier. He could feel the anger boiling back up, and he wanted to go and finish the job. Why was Ashley helping him anyway?

John made a move to go over to where Ashley and Dave were standing, on the ramp, but a firm hand on his shoulder stopped him. Irritated, he turned his head to find Edge looking right at him, shaking his head.

"What are you doing?" John asked, the irritation present in his voice.

"What do you think I'm doing? I'm stopping you from being a stupid jackass. Don't you think you've hurt the man enough?" Edge asked, then seeing John's face, which clearly said, no, he spoke up again. "You have no solid reason to hurt him the way you did, so either you leave him alone and walk away, or I'll make sure you don't bother him. You pick."

John, seeing he had no other option, gave up, and could only stand and watch as Ashley made her way to the back, carefully helping Dave with what looked like affection. Which, pissed him off so much.