A/N I have been asked to do a Sara and Mark story, this is my first try at a story for someone else so hope you like it thanks xx

Coming out of the court, she watched him walk out of her life to her, seeing him pull the blond into his arms, he kissed her as he used to kiss her. It hurt to watch them, he was off to start a new life with her, whilst she had to pick up the pieces of her broken heart, and look after their two daughters. She would never hate him, she loved him too much for that, he had shown her a new way of life, how to be a stronger person and believe in herself, she would always be grateful for that. She wasn't grateful that he had taught her if she loved something she should let it go, if it was yours it would come back, if not then it never belonged to you in the first place. She let him, go she had loved him enough to let him go, into Michelle's waiting arms and it killed her. Seeing the press she attempted to walk past no luck a mic was shoved into her face. Couldn't they see she was upset, not these bastards not they wanted blood and at the moment it was hers.

"So Sara how does it feel now the divorce is through?"

"Do you regret your affair?"

"Tell me what was it like being married to The Undertaker?"

Pushing them away she managed to get into the truck, the one Mark had brought her a year ago, when they were still happy, driving off she managed to get about half an hour down the road before the tears came. Pulling over she thought back to that one question, someone had asked, What was it like being married to The Undertaker. Bloody hard work, resting her head on the wheel, she thought back to how they met.

1999 Autograph signing

"Tell me again what we are doing here?"

"Come on aunty Sara how many more times, the wrestlers are signing today and I so want to get The Undertakers"

"Undertaker what the hell is that some demon, honestly Matt what you see in that crap I don't know, I mean we have been stood in this queue for almost an hour and you are no nearer the front"

"I know, but honest Sara it will be so worth it" Letting him go on, she half listened to him, well at 12 years old, he loved the wrestling, and who was she to argue, it was good he had a hobby, and to be honest she would bend over backwards for Matt, he was a wonderful gift, to all the family, after losing their dad a few months before Matt was born he was a blessing, still in her thoughts they moved forward, pushing him towards the table she wasn't interested in all this shit.

Once this was done they could go home, it had been a long day and with the drive it would take another two hours to get back, she knew it sounding like moaning but she would change it for the world, seeing his face light up, she looked up to see who he was smiling at. Her eyes landed on one big man, damn who was he Saturn?, with his black hair flowing, his black outfit, looked like he was a damn devil worshipper, wow those arms could crush someone they were so big, and tattooed, oh he must love pain, as she continued looking her eyes moved further up, goatee, which was black, and piercing green eyes. He was strange to say the least, very strange. Hell she wouldn't mind a taste of him.

"Well little darlin, did you get a good enough look?" Mark had seen the interest in her eyes, she couldn't hide it, he was doing some looking himself, she was gorgeous from her little high heeled boots, up her long denim clad legs, that he sure wouldn't mind being wrapped around him, to her beautiful face, she was an angel, had to be with that wonderful smile, blond hair, and no he would not look anywhere else, his mother had taught him always look a woman in the eyes when talking to her and not her chest.

"I'm not sure if I have yet" she couldn't help flirting back, and from the way he smiled he liked the comment.

"Well darlin if you like what you see, then meet me later" there was something about this little one that had him wanting to know more, she was young damn young, fuck that, he wanted to get to know her, really know her and that hadn't happened for awhile not since his divorce from Jodie. He wasn't one to hit on fans ever, but there was something different about this one, he actually felt it In his guts as well as his cocks reaction.

"I'm sorry no, I'm not one of those girls, but thanks for the offer. Come on Matt" her nephew was shocked, what had just gone on, had she just given The Undertaker the cold shoulder, no way no one did that.

"Sara, do you realise, you just turned down the undertaker?"

"Oh well maybe next time, come on sweetheart let's get you home" as they exited the building towards the car, a security man stopped them.

"Excuse me miss, could you just hold on a moment" shocked Sara turned

"It's ok Tom I will take it from here, thanks, tell Vince I will be back in five minutes" watching the man leave he turned to the woman

"So darlin, guess from this little guy your name is Sara, well Sara I think we kinda got off on the wrong footing, let me introduce myself I'm Mark and it would be great if you would meet me for a drink later, I would like to get to know you"

"Thank you Mark, but I am sure there are a lot of other women who would fall for that, but I am not one of them, once again I refuse your offer" Mark knew this would be a challenge, and if there was one thing he loved it was a challenge.

"Ok I accept your answer for now, here's my mobile, when you changed your mind call me" lifting her eyes up to meet his, he gently brushed his lips against hers. Electricity shot through him, as he pulled away he could see she had felt it too. Pushing a slip of paper into her hand, he could hear Vince calling him.

" Shit, I gotta get back, I mean it darin, please call me," wishing he had more time to persuade her, he took off to the arena, turning as he went in he blew her kiss hoping she would call.