Author : Dizzy Red
E-mail: I own none of the WWE employees past or present or their famlies
disclouser : Ask first
rating: R
content : violence and death
spoilers: none
characters: Mark Calaway, Sara Calaway
summery : A stop at a diner proves to be a bad idea for Taker and his little friend.
Mark put a fist to his lower back and sat up as straight as he could to get the kinks out, he
yawned and shook his head, he still had another thirty or so miles to go before he reached
the hotel. He pulled into an all night diner figuring that a hot cup of coffee would revive him.
He stepped into the dimly lit diner and looked around there was a few people there but
nobody turned to look at the door, it was as if there eyes were frozen to a forward position.
" Don't move " he herd a voice from behind him say " put your hands up " he man's voice
ordered somewhat of a nervous tone.
Another man approached from the side, Mark could barely make out that he too had a gun
aimed in Mark's direction.
" Who the hell is this " the second gunman asked.
" He just wandered in, from the looks of it he's just some drifter " the first man said giving
Mark's shoulder a slight shove.
" Sit him over there with the rest " the second man barked out the order. " And make sure you
clean him out " he laughed.
" Right boss " the first nodded. " Alright big man empty your pockets and give me your
wallet " he told Mark.
For a second Mark thought about trying to do something but he saw a small child cuddled to
his mother's chest, being a father himself he figured it was better not to resist.
put down the damn guns and we'll see how tough you are Mark thought.
" NOW " the man demanded.
Mark complied with the order, slowly removing his wallet from his back pocket and
handing it over. The guy looked inside and scuffed, Mark didn't carry cash on him when
he was on the road for this reason.
" Just as I though, A drifter, come on " he jerked Mark's arm and pushed him into a seat.
The little boy looked up and saw Mark, he couldn't help but grimace at the frightened look
on the young child's face and the worried look his mother gave.
" Now if we don't have anymore interruptions " the second man said looking at Mark "
We'll be out of here in a short while " he told them as he looked out the window as if he
were expecting someone.
" Damn where is she " the first gunman said.
" She'll be here " the second said sounding confident.
A car pulled up to the diner and flashed its lights " There she is " the men both exclaimed.
Just as they were about to walk out the door sirens blared and red lights flashed, both
men made a hasty retreat inside.
" DAMN IT " the second man huffed.
" I didn't tell anyone Bobby " the first one hesitated.
" YOU IDIOT don't use my fucking NAME " he growled.
" I…..I'm sorry Boss " the first stuttered. What are we going to do now " he asked.
Bobby looked around and his eyes fell on the child " Were going to take out a little
insurance policy " he said and grabbed the boy from his mother"
" NO " she cried but when he pointed the gun at the child the mother sat back down.
" What do you want with some kid, he's only going to be trouble " Mark stood raising his
hands as if he was surrendering. " I'll go with ya, hell I know this area like the back of my
hand " he boasted.
The first man looked at Bobby " I just want to get out of here " he said.
Bobby thought for a min " Alright big man you just gave me an idea " he smiled. "You go
out first and be our shield " he said.
Mark nodded his understanding.
" But the kid comes too, they might shoot some low life drifter but not a kid " Bobby
reasoned. " NOW MOVE IT " he shouted at Mark.
Mark's idea had backfired somewhat but at least these two men wouldn't be alone with the
young kid.
Mark opened the door of the diner and Bobby stepped up behind him " We'er comming
out and we have hostiages " he announced to the police officers waiting outside.
They officers stood ready incase anyone could get a clean shot on one of the men one
officer looked stunned as Mark came out first with Bobby and a gun to his broad back.
The chiefe incharge of the opperation lowere his gun Undertaker he said doing a
double take. He was lost in thought for a moment until the next gunman came out holding
the boy. He got on the bullhorn " LET THE HOSTIAGES GO " he told them. Bobby got in
first followed by Mark, the boy and the second gunman
"What do I do" the frightened woman cried.
" Just drive " Bobby said calmly.
The woman stomped the gas and the car lunged foward tossing everyone nearly to the
floor.
Mark shook his head and thought women drivers he looked back and saw the
police were still following them Mark had noting against cops but the fact was he
didn't trust these guys and having the law on their heels was only making them
more tense.
" let me drive " Mark said having an idea where he could take them at least it would
be a place he was famuliar with.
The woman looked at Bobby and he nodded, they carfully switched places and in no
time Mark had lost the cops.
" Don't pull anything stupid " Bobby warned pushing the gun inot Mark's ribs.
" I have a cabin up ahead that nobody knows about " he told him.
" Alright we'll go there for now " he agreed.
Mark looked at the boy in the rearview mirror he reminded him so much of his two
sons about his age, Mark only hoped that this would work out so he could see them
again. Bobby became nervous again as Mark turned off the main road onto to a dirt
path, Mark sensed this when he felt the gun dig painfully into his ribs.
" It's right through these tress " he told Bobby and that seemed to ease his mind
because the gun was just reating on Mark's side now.
As they turned into the drivway Mark said a silent prayer that he would be able to
get himself and the boy out of this mess.