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Kane was warming up backstage waiting for his Survivor series elimination chamber match to begin. He was stretching his arms when he felt the tap on his shoulder. He turned looking down into familiar baby blue eyes.
"Sorry to bother you Kane. I just wanted to wish you luck tonight," she softly said as he kept staring at her through the mask. "Please be careful tonight." Kane wasn't able to say a word as she searched his eyes. "I'll see you around. Good night Kane." She patted his arm before walking away.
Kane watched her go not moving from the spot feeling like his feet were bolted to the floor.
"Nice one Kane, she comes to wish you luck and you just stand there like a big idiot," Undertaker came up behind his brother.
"I'm not an idiot," Kane angrily said staring his brother.
"You're not? Well then prove it and go after her. The least you can do is thank her for wishing you luck," Taker gently pushed Kane in the direction she went. Kane moved slightly but didn't go. "Fine, I'll come with you."
"I can handle it on my own," Kane willed himself to go after her.
"Well then I'll come along to see how well you handle yourself," Taker knew Kane might freeze up again.
"Whatever," Kane went through the halls with Taker looking for her. "What is she doing here anyway?"
"Maybe she just came to wish you luck then she heading back to the club," Taker looked down one of the halls. Kane kept searching wondering if Taker could be right did she come just to see me.
"She must have left there is no sign of her," Kane said stopping in one of the halls.
"You give up too easily," Taker said going around a corner coming to a quick halt. "Let's look in the other direction." He turned quickly not wanting Kane to see what he saw.
"Why not this …" Kane looked around the corner seeing her.
"Kane, let's go," Taker pulled Kane's arm.
"Why?" Kane couldn't take his eyes away from the attractive woman with long dark blonde hair waiting outside one of the locker rooms. "You wanted me to go after Samantha, well we found her. I'll go talk to her you stay here." Kane glared at his brother then back at Samantha.
"Kane, please let's just go. You can talk to her later," Taker tried to tug Kane.
"What is your …" Kane started to push Taker when he heard Samantha's sweet laughter. Kane looked back down the hall just in time to see another wrestler sweep Samantha up into his arms kissing her softly. Kane's heart ached watching Samantha kiss the man back.
"Kane, please come with me. Don't look anymore," Taker could feel his brother was about to fall apart. Kane nodded in agreement walking away then rushing back poking his head around the corner one more time to make sure his eyes weren't playing tricks. There was no denying what he saw. His wife who he had separated from three months ago was in the arms of Dave Batista and they were definitely more than just friends. Kane couldn't stop watching Samantha smile and laugh with Batista like she had once done with him. Kane felt sick every time Batista would kiss Samantha.
"Come on Kane, don't put yourself through this," Undertaker sighed deeply. "I told you not to walk away from that woman. Now it might be too late for you to get her back and you have no one to blame but yourself." Kane leaned against the wall not willing to admit that Taker was right. It was his fault Samantha was in Batista's arms. Kane sank to the floor reliving what had happened a few months ago to lead to this moment.