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It was 9:55 am. Kane was tired, sore, and wanted to sleep. He was happily doing that when he heard phone ringing. He woke up with a groan and grabbed the phone.

"Hello?"he asked softly

"Don't ya 'hello' me!"'Taker snapped.

This startle Kane awake.

"Well, what do you want me to say?"

"Nothing! I want ya to come and get me!"

Kane sighed. He'd seen the footage last night on Smackdown. He'd also completely ignored it. 'Taker could use a night in jail. He'd tried to stay and make sure his brother didn't do anything stupid, but 'Taker was stubborn. Triple H had really gotten to him. Kane was still mad at Big Show for blind siding him, but he'd get his revenge later.

"You get yourself arrested, and you expect me to come bail your ass out?"

"Yes. You're my baby brother. It's your job to bail me outta trouble."

"It's the other way around. You're the oldest."

"Whatever. Come get me. Bail's $1000."

"Where the hell am I suppose to get $1000 from?"

"From my bag, dummy."

"I don't think you should be insulting me. Maybe I should let your ass rot there."

"DON'T YA DARE!"

Kane held the phone away from his ear smirking."You only get one call, and I'm hanging up now."

"Wait!"

"Yes?"

Kane was on the verge of cracking up now. 'Taker's face was likely red by now."I...didn't mean ta...insult ya...I...am...sorry,"'Taker gritted out from between clenched teeth.

"It's okay. I'll come get you. See you soon...Not!"

Kane slammed the phone down and flopped back in his bed. He pull the covers around him again and closed his eyes. He'd wake up and remember to get 'Taker out of jail,...hopefully.

"WHERE THE HELL HAVE YA BEEN?"screamed 'Taker grabbing the bars when he saw Kane walk into the station.

"Quiet your ass down!"yelled the officer."Yell like that again, and I'll taser your ass again!"

'Taker took a step back and glared at both the officer and his brother.

"Calm down, bro. I'm here ain't I?"said Kane. He turned to the booking officer."I'm here to bail his sorry ass out of here."

The booking officer looked through the papers on his desk. "Marcus William Calaway. The bail $1000 and is cash only."

Kane pulled ten $100 bills out his wallet."This should cover it."

"Good. I need to fill out a bit of paperwork, and he'll be release in about 45 minutes."

"Thanks."

Kane took a seat on the bench glad that he'd brought a book with him.

"I can't describe how much I hate ya right now,"said 'Taker.

Kane looked up at his capture brother."You're getting out."

"Ya waited 2 fuckin' hours ta come down here, and I gotta wait another 45 minutes."

"Just be happy I decided to come for you. I even had the hotel prepare you a steak dinner. It'll be ready by the time we get back, and I picked up a case of beer for you."

'Taker looked at Kane."Really?"

"Yes."

"I take back every mean thing I've every said ta ya."

"I wouldn't. It's coming out of your pocket."

'Taker grunted and stretched out along the floor of the cell since a sleeping drunk had taken the bench."I don't care. Thanks for coming to get me."

"Eh. What are brothers for?"

FIN