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Ten steps. Yeah, he could make that. It was just one placed silently in front of the other until he reached to door. Taking a step, Mark began his journey. Halfway through, he heard rustling and stopped dead. He turned his head slowly and cursed internally. He watched Glenn rub is eyes and yawn.

"Mark? What are you doing?"

"Nothing. Go back to sleep."

Glenn nodded and adjusted his covers. His eyes then snapped open, and he looked at Mark."Why are you wearing your hat?"

Mark cursed out loud this time."No reason."

Glenn wasn't buying it. That hat usually only went to the locker room and to the ring. The rest of the time it was locked away in Mark's suitcase."Liar. Where are you going?"

"Nowhere important."

"Mark."

"Fine, but it's a secret. You'll have to see it for yourself."

"Alright, but if you're leading me to my death, I'll kill you first myself."

"I'm not, but I'd love to see ya try."

"Here we are are."

Glenn blinked."A hospital. Are you sick?"

"No, but a few people I know are."

Glenn was lead inside and noticed that they turned into the the children wing. Mark stopped in front of the door and sighed.

"I usually do this once a month no matter what. The kids have all kinds of ailments, and I like to come visit. They're always happy to see me, but they never know when I'm coming again."

"Why?"Glenn was stunned. Most guys only saw kids during events done by Vince. Mark was doing this all on his own.

"Do ya want the real reason or the other reason?"

"Real if you don't one mind."

Mark rubbed his hair and let out a breath, something he often did when nervous."It was for you. Ya were in and out of a hospital so much when we were little, so I figured this was a nice way to honor yer memory. Then, ya came back, but I didn't wanna stop because of the other reason. I like making the kids smile."

Glenn smiled and hugged his brother tightly."You're so sweet, Markey. Underneath that pale, lifeless, skin, you have a heart."

Mark sighed again."Get. Off. Me."

Glenn let him go."Sorry."

Mark shook his head and pushed the door open. Glenn heard a few yells of surprise and saw a play room. It had toys all around with a table in the middle, and around it were boys in girls all between the ages of 4 and 12. One boy with a head that matched Glenn's and bright blue eyes ran up to Mark. The big man immediately picked him up. For once, there was a genuine smile on his face.

"I told you I'd be back, little man. Ya didn't doubt me, did ya?"

The boy shook his head furiously."No, sir. Never. You said I get your hat this time."

"That I did."Mark reached up then planted his hat on the boy's head before setting him down."You guys even get to play with my baby brother this time."

He noticed Kane for the first time and grinned even harder."Hi! I'm Tony."

Glenn bent down to his level."Nice to meet you. I'm Kane. 'Taker told me about what he did, and I wanted to come along. I hope you don't mind."

"Uh-uh. I don't mind. I like you 'cause our heads match. See?"Tony took off the hat and bent forward for Kane who couldn't hold back a smile.

"They do, huh? That means you know what it's like to have your entire head cold in the winter. My brother calls me Mr. Clean."

Tony laughed."My mom and dad makes me wear hats when he visits and takes me out. Wanna color?"

"Sure, I used to do it all the time."

Tony took both of their large hands in his and lead them to the table. The nurses in the back smiled and pointed at the site. The brothers chose the floor instead of the small chairs with boys and girls crowded around them. After signing a few autographs, Mark got into coloring, and Glenn stared at him. He hadn't seen Mark like this since they were little kids. Suddenly, a boy tugged on his shirt and whispered in his ear. Glenn smiled and nodded. He counted down. 3...2...1.

"Dog pile on Deadman!"

Mark yelped as he fell backwards, and Glenn grabbed at his legs. He began to struggle as they piled on top of him but hard enough to hurt them."Get off me ya, anklebiters! That means you too Kane!"

"Never! Aim for the ears! He's ticklish!"

"Nooo!"

A girl got one of his ears and a boy got the other. Mark's deep laughter sounded around the room along with giggles from the children. Glenn kept smiling and held on until Mark eventually kicked him off and was able to stand. Tony yelped when Mark stood up with him still holding on to his neck. Mark pried him off easily and held him by the waist in the air.

"Nobody move, or I'll drop him."

Tony started struggling."Get me down from here!"Mark let him go.

"Don't worry, little buddy, I got you."Tony land on Glenn's chest with a thump.

The wind was knocked out of Glenn, and a few kids cheered at the catch. He moved Tony to the floor and chose to lay their for a moment. He saw Mark looking down at him with a grin and took his hand. He was pulled into a sitting position and leaned against a chair

"Are you alright, Kane?"asked Rachel.

"Of course he is,"Mark answered for him.

"Yeah. I've survived being hit by your big head. That's twice Tony's weight."

The kids laughed along with a few nurses. This started an insult war between them with the kids doing commentary in the form of sound. It stopped when neither could think of anything else without resorting to insulting their mother. Mark went back to the coloring, stopping only to slip a Jolly Rancher in his mouth. Glenn reached over and poked him. He knew his brother always kept lots of candy in his pockets.

"Can I have one?"

Mark sighed and pulled a handful of candy."Go wild."

Glenn was then mobbed for said candy."Help!"

Mark payed him no attention until Glenn's foot hit him in the shoulder."Watch it! Your feet stink."

Glenn sat up and popped a grape Jolly Rancher into his mouth."Do not."

One of the girls, Cindy, jabbed his leg with a crayon."You have funny ankles. It looks like a pizza."

Glenn looked down to see that his pants leg had curled, revealing his right ankle."I got skin grafts when I was little. They couldn't find anything to fit there, so it got left alone."

"What's a skin graph?"

"Skin 'graft'. They take somebody's skin and put it on you so that you look normal after an accident."

Cindy wrinkled her nose."Sounds gross, but I think that's what Percy got on his arm."

"Shut up, Cindy!"yelled who Glenn guessed was Percy.

He tried to run off, but Mark grabbed him."What's wrong?"

He didn't struggle. He simply sat there sadly.

"I'm a freak. My mommy didn't even like me. She had these little white stick that glowed, and she'd poke me with them. It really hurt, and it left marks. My daddy found out and took me. He comes be everyday and says he's gonna take care of me when I get out."

Mark and Glenn were both seething on the inside, but Mark forced a smile."That proves you're not a freak. As long as ya got one person in the world that'll look after ya and love ya, you'll be just fine. All you gotta do is look after them right back. Can ya do that?"

Percy started smiling and nodded."Of course! Hey, who's your one person?"

Mark kept smiling and point at Glenn."Mine's right over there. No matter how stupid he gets, I've got his back."

"Even if he gets cooties?"asked Tony.

"Even if he gets cooties."

Glenn smiled. Mark wasn't the type to express emotions, but when he did, he meant it. He'd kill for someone he cared about even when others wouldn't. This made Glenn even glad he hadn't been adopted. No other brother would do what Mark did, and Glenn was proud to be the brother of the better man.

TBC