Boys Day Out

Dave Bautista was very rarely nervous. He'd been a bouncer for years before he had become a professional wrestler and had believed enough in himself and his abilities to get to where he wanted to be in life.

But today, his wife Candice was in San Diego for the whole day doing a photoshoot for this year's Summer Skin photo galleries. And that left the four time World Champion, alone, for at least eight hours with his six month old son, Aidan. Dave had never been left alone that long with Aidan, not with Candice far away anyway.

But this day, Candice was away and Dave was responsible for his son, and his gigantic, mischievous dog, Rome. And task, was to spend the day with both at the beach. He'd spent last night packing the car, making sure there was plenty of sunblock and an umbrella to shade the baby. He'd packed the cooler full of fresh water for Rome, formula for Aidan and lunch for himself.

So with his fingers crossed, Dave toted their gear and Rome's leash in one hand and cradled Aidan, who was dressed in little green swim trunks and a t-shirt against his chest while he started across the sand to find a good spot close enough to the water for Rome to play, but far enough away so the baby wouldn't get burned by the reflection off the water.

Paul London sighed as he ran down the beach chasing after his four year old daughter Cassie.

"Cassie, get back here!" Paul yelled.

The young child continued to run.

"Cassandra Rennee London, get back here now!" Paul yelled again.

He sighed as Cassie contined to run.

"5...4...3..2..." Paul counted down.

Cassie then appeared at his feet.

"Wait on me Cassie." Paul said.

Cassie nodded when she noticed Dave.

"Can we go say hi?" Cassie asked.

Paul nodded and led Cassie over to him.

"What's up man?" Paul said as he came up behind Dave.

Dave had just finished settling Aidan under the umbrella when he heard a familiar voice greet him.

Looking over his shoulder, he offered a smile to Paul London. "Oh, hey London, how's it going?"

Paul smiled and scooped Cassie into his arms.

"Somebody saw you and insisted I let her come say hi." Paul said.

"Oh." Dave smiled at Cassie. "Hey there, Cassie. Are you having fun at the beach?"

He scanned the shoreline, keeping an eye on Rome as the black dog darted through the surf.

"I would if daddy would let me do anything!" Cassie pouted.

"He's a Dad." Dave chuckled. "He's supposed to tell you what to do. It's his job."

"Well, his job is stupid." Cassie pouted.

"Well, if you think his job is stupid, I guess that means he can stop buying you presents on your birthday and Christmas, I mean that's part of the job." Batista hid a grin.

"Well...maybe it's not that stupid." Cassie said.

She held out her arms toward Dave.

"Can I have a hug?" Cassie asked him.