Chapter 3: You're the only thing that matters
The pair drove in silence. Mickie stared through the windshield while Kane played on his phone. He sorted through his emails and checked his Twitter, then he noticed Mark's tweet.
PhenomLives: Little Brother where did you go? I went to visit and they said you and Mickie took off.
RKO: WHERE DID YOU TAKE HER?
Mizfit: Wow, you and Mick ditched the hospital? Taking that early honeymoon? haha XP
DevilsFavoriteDemon: Mickie is going to play roommate for a few weeks. I haven't captured her for my own evil purposes. Yet. :)
RKO: If she gets hurt, Hell won't be able to save you, Kane.
PhenomLives: Orton, shut it. You aren't going to do anything. He and I would kick your ass first. Then Mickie would.
Mizfit: I think that our resident Viper is jealous that Kane is getting HardcoreCountry to himself for a while.
SESPunk: I can't believe she just left. I guess you're special, Kane. She never did that when I got hurt.
Mizfit: Probably because you annoyed the crap out of her.
Kane smirked at Mike's tweet and went to Mickie's profile.
HardcoreCountry: Still waiting for info on DevilsFavoriteDemon. I'm going to kick your ass, RKO. I swear I will.
PhenomLives: Thank you, Mickie. And Randy, I plan on making you famous.
RKO: I'm sorry, Mick. And Mark. And Glenn.
Mizfit: I heard what happened. Let us know when u find stuff out.
SESPunk: Randy, you are a wanted man. =)
HardcoreCountry: Will do, Mizfit. PhenomLives, no problem. SESPunk, I'm the first to kick his ass, Brooks. Then Glenn, then Mark.
Kane began to laugh, and Mickie looked at him confusedly.
"What's so funny?"
"Your tweet. Apparently a lot of people do not like Randy right now."
Mickie shook her head.
"Nope. And I'm first on that list."
"And the list to kick Randy's ass?"
"Yep."
Kane looked at her with a smile on his face, a genuine smile.
"Thank you. For staying with me and making sure I was okay."
"It was nothing, Kane. Nobody could find Mark, and I didn't think you wanted to be alone."
"How nice. The doctor and paramedic said that we make an interesting couple, too."
Mickie hit the brakes.
"What?"
"Keep driving, Mickie. And yes, they both made remarks about the nice girlfriend I had."
Blushing, Mickie looked out the window.
"I'm sorry if that wasn't okay, Kane. I kind of had to lie in order to get into the room. I wanted to make sure you were okay."
He grabbed her hand and gently brushed a thumb over her knuckles.
"I owe you for everything, it seems."
"You don't owe me anything, Kane," she said as they arrived at Kane's home.
"Doesn't mean I'm not going to make it up to you."
Mickie walked into the house and was immediately ambushed by a large Golden Retriever. It began to lick her face, and she laughed.
"No, off! Get off me, you big furry bear," she said as she kept laughing.
"Sunny, off!", Kane said as he walked in the front door. Sunny trotted over to him and he scratched her ears.
"Hey baby girl. Did you miss me?"
Sunny barked.
"I missed you too."
Mickie smiled as she watched Kane interact with his dog. He wasn't so bad, she thought to herself.
"She's so pretty, Glenn. I've always wanted a pet."
He smiled at her.
"Well she's yours as long as you're here."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"Thanks so much! Um, where am I going to be sleeping?"
"Upstairs, down the hall. Third door on your right."
"I'll be right back."
Mickie made her way to the bedroom, thinking that this wasn't all bad.
The house was spacious, with many rooms and a giant backyard. It was definitely somewhere she wanted to make a home.
Wait, what?
Shaking her head, Mickie continued to explore the house, noting that her room was directly across from Kane's. This made her giggle quietly.
"Nope. Definitely not all bad."
Once she had gotten settled, Mickie walked through all of the rooms, except for his. That wasn't an option.
She saw that he had a pool, a game room, a weight room, and a library.
Mickie grinned at the pool table that sat in the middle of the game room. So Kane was a secret pool player? Very interesting.
She'd have to challenge him to a game while she was here.
"Nice place you've got here, Kane. I love that pool table you've got."
"It is a nice pool table, isn't it? I hardly use it, strangely enough."
"Let's play a game and make it useful, then," Mickie said with a grin.
Kane smirked.
"Prepare to lose, James."
"Don't be so sure, Jacobs."
They ran up the stairs to the game room.
"Rack them up, Mickie."
Mickie gave him an evil grin as she set the balls. Little did he know she was a pool shark.
"You first, Hellboy."
"Ball six, left corner pocket."
And he made the shot, bowing.
"You're good at this, Kane. I knew you were since I saw this table."
"I've hardly had any practice," Kane lied. "Your move, Diva."
As Mickie bent over to take the shot, Kane found himself staring at her body. She wasn't too fat, or too skinny, but had just the right amount of muscle in all the right places.
Perfect, isn't she? She could be ours, you know.
I'm not going to let you hurt her.
Oh, it wouldn't be us, Kane. You would be the one hurting her.
Kane closed his eyes tightly, trying to get rid of the voices in his head.
"Kane? What's wrong?"
"Go downstairs."
"Are you okay?"
You might not be in a minute.
"Please, Mickie. For your safety."
"You won't hurt me. I know you won't."
"How can you know?", he whispered.
"Because you aren't that kind of man."
He looked down at her, this Diva who wouldn't save herself. She wanted to help him. Kane was torn between keeping her safe and walking away, or kissing her senseless and not caring.
"Leave."
Mickie stepped forward, putting one hand on his chest and the other on his face.
"What do you need?"
For you to give in. Your eternal surrender.
Kane's eyes darkened as he looked down at her, the angel he had received. Mickie's breath caught as she saw his eyes.
There was no doubt of their emotions. Desire, lust, passion, maybe love.
"Tell me," she whispered.
Growling, Kane backed her against the edge of the table, watching intently as her head tilted back and she inhaled, chest rising and falling.
"Mickie."
"Kane."
Closing his eyes, Kane ran his fingers down Mickie's side, causing her to gasp. She looked up, eyes filled with lust, and he knew he had her.
"Kiss me," she said breathlessly.
"Why should I?"
"Because you want it too."
Kane smirked and raised an eyebrow.
"Do I?"
Mickie groaned. Why was he being such a tease?
"Yes! You know you do."
She has a point, Kane. You've wanted this for days.
Stop it.
Why not give in to us? She's obviously begging for it.
Not that way.
"Kiss me, Kane. Please?"
Kane moved his head down and kissed her gently. She surprised him by deepening the kiss, placing her hand on his chest.
Mickie was seeing stars, flames, comets. It was like everything had changed, and it was perfect. She let out a moan as his hands found their way to her ribs, and broke the kiss, putting her hand on his cheek.
"We must be two really crazy people, huh?"
"What makes you say that?"
"We barely know each other, and here we are, falling head over heels."
Kane picked the brunette up and sat her on the edge of the pool table.
"Not crazy, Mickie. Just human. Well, a human and a monster, anyway."
Mickie looked up at him, eyes narrowed.
"Don't. Don't say that, Kane. You're just as human as I am."
"Am I? Or am I the monster I've always been?"
"You are not a monster. Don't ever think that. You're human in my eyes."
She kissed him again, harder. The only monsters were the ones who put Kane into the horrible situations he'd dealt with before.
"Mickie... What will they think?"
"I say screw them all. I don't really care what they say about us, Kane. It doesn't matter to me."
He rubbed her cheek with his thumb. How did he find himself here? With this angel of grace that would do anything for him?
"You're the only thing that matters."