Jen pushed through the superstars who had gathered to watch the match, eager to get to Kane. She had heard Seth walk through the curtain, going on about 'that wasn't in the script' and 'who is he to change himself to look better than me' and she shook her head. Kane didn't just do that because he felt like it, he did it for a reason. He wanted to prove something. Jen had a nasty gut feeling that he tried to prove something to her. She waited by the gorilla, and she saw the curtain whip open and Kane walk through holding his back. He spotted her and she watched as his eyes darkened and he grinned a bit, "bet you weren't expecting me to beat up your boyfriend, huh Jennifer?" and without letting her reply he walked to his locker room. Jen stood there, wide eyed and trembling that he would say something like that. What snapped her back to reality was the movement of the curtain again, seeing Dean and Roman walk through it. Dean immediately noticed something was wrong, "Hey, darlin', what's wrong? Did Kane say somethin' to you?". He placed a hand on her shoulder and it took her a minute to reply, "Yeah… he did. Dean, I gotta go. I gotta talk to him". She turned and sped off towards his locker room.
After some searching, Jen found Kane's locker room. She knocked on the door, and didn't hear anything. She tried the handle, and it was unlocked. She walked inside, her eyes searching for the man on her mind. "Kane? Are you in here?" She flipped on the lights, her eyes shutting from the sudden brightness. She felt her heart drop, he had left without her. She walked around, trying to make herself believe that he was still here, waiting for her. After giving the room a once over, she exited. In the trainer's room, she grabbed her things and left, luckily nobody saw her. She walked to her truck, and noticed that Roman's was still sitting there next to hers. She opened up the tailgate and slid her bag to the back, she hopped onto the tailgate and pulled her phone out. There was a message from Dean, "Hey, how'd things go? I think Ro saw Kane hauling ass outta here, don't worry, Jen, whatever's up his ass is sure to go away eventually. G'night darlin'." Jen smiled a bit, Dean was good to her. Dean seemingly always knew what to say to lighten her mood… "Oh, shit!" Jen suddenly exclaimed as she hopped off the back of her truck and jumped into the driver's side, starting the engine, "he's worried I'm going to hurt him". She backed out and floored the truck out of the parking lot, heading back to the hotel she and Kane were staying at for the weekend events. That is, if he's there she mused.
A half hour later Jen pulled into the hotel's parking lot. She jumped out, grabbed her bag and rushed into the main lobby. Nobody was in there so it made it easier for her to check in. She checked the clock, 1:45am, he's probably sleeping. She smiled politely at the clerk, took her key and headed to her room.
When she arrived, she stepped in and could make out a large shape sitting on the edge of the bed. The dim light the lamp was providing let her see that the man had his head in his hands and she could hear ragged breathing. She dropped her bag and slowly walked over to him. His head snapped up at the sudden creak in the floorboards, his expression contorting into one of hopelessness. Immediately Jen felt tears stinging in her eyes as she dropped to her knees in front of the man, pleading with him to tell her what was wrong. "Kane… Kane, what's wrong? Please tell me so I can help you." He shot up, scaring Jen as he started pacing. "Why aren't you with your boy toy, Jennifer? Why aren't you busy congratulating him on his win? Why have you been putting up with me when you are just using me?!" His words hit her like daggers. This wasn't just Kane speaking, it was coming from Glenn, too. "Where have you been then, Glenn?! For the past few months you like to disappear for the day, leaving me alone wondering where you went to. Have you been fucking some girls behind my back that I should know about?! Have you broken the trust and the love we share?!" Jen knew about his failed on and off screen relationships, giving the man little to no hope for a successful, happy long-term relationship. He trusted her to love him, he trusted her to let her into his life to pick up the pieces and she couldn't even tell he was hurting from her other relationships with his colleagues? When she saw the look of shock and betrayal on his face, she immediately regretted her outburst, "Glenn, I-." "I don't want to hear it." "Please will you just listen to me!", Jen cried out as Glenn's fist connected with the wall, "Glenn! Stop!" He continued to ignore her, growling and smashing his fist into the wall, pleased that he left a dent and a few bloody knuckles as a result. As he went to use his other hand as a battering ram, Jen jumped up and pushed her way between Glenn and the wall, "If you're going to punch that wall, you're going to have to go through me first". Glenn chuckled and rammed his fist into the space above her head, being much taller than Jen, he clearly didn't see a threat coming from her. "Yeah, and what are you going to do about it? Why don't you go use Jonathan up then leave him like you did to me?" Jen was slightly taken aback by Glenn mentioning Dean's real name. It was never this personal. She wanted to beat herself up for not noticing his pain sooner. "Glenn please would you just listen to me!" Jen jumped when she felt his fist collide with the wall again, and when he brought his fist down, she saw blood dripping out of it. She could see him trying to form a fist, but his hand shook when he went to curl his fingers, she knew a few of those knuckles were badly bruised, if not broken. Without warning, Jen wrapped her arms around Glenn's waist, effectively stopping him from causing any more harm for the moment. He backed up, feeling her arms tighten around him, and the sudden display of affection caused him to panic. "Let go of me.", he said but Jen kept her hold on him. She heard him start to take quick breaths of air, trying to calm himself down and prevent himself from crying, but he quieted down when he heard Jen start to speak, "Glenn, I love you. There isn't a day that's gone by that I don't think of you. I loved every moment we spent together, all those laughs we shared over the stupidest things, all those times we spent on the road together, and all the conversation's we've had about our future. To think that I would want to throw that all away… I would never. These past few months have been hell on earth for me. I went to bed alone, I woke up alone. You weren't there, for the first time in five years I started to wonder where you were, and if you were doing anything bad or if you had found someone better than me. I asked myself what I did wrong, and how I could fix it. You were so cold and distant, I wanted to just take you into my arms and hold you. But I knew that I had to have been the one who caused you to feel this way. And for that I am truly sorry. I didn't realize that I was hurting you, but you have to know that I didn't mean it. I should have noticed this sooner. It pained me to see you the way you were. I love you more than life itself, and it was killing me to see you so hurt. Please, Glenn, I never would ever dream of turning my back on you, or cheating on you or thinking about leaving you. You have brought into my life a new beginning. A chance to truly be happy with someone I want to call my soul mate. We were just getting started, Glenn. We can't lose that now, I can't lose you.". Jen had tears running down her face, and halfway through her speech she had noticed Glenn tense up. He hadn't said a word since Jen started talking, but he heard everything. He felt the warm, wet tears start to slide down his cheeks after her confession, and he felt himself crumble. Jen felt him start to shift, so she loosened her grip on him, and when she did she watched through blurry eyes as he sank to his knees, his arms capturing her in a tight hug. She listened as his words came out in short gasps, "I-I-I'm so-sorry I-I doubted yo-you. Y-you're all-all I've g-got." She was a bit taken aback by his sudden emotional outburst, but she remained quiet and listened as he kept speaking. "I-it scared me to see how strongly I felt towards you, y-you stayed with me through everything and I realized that I- when you started spending more time with others I-I-I felt that you had given up on me a-and were just u-using me. If I distanced myself I thought it would be easier b-but it wasn't and I-I'm so sorry, J-Jen. I love you so much. Please for-forgive me." Jen stood there, letting his words sink in. She was letting the tears flow down her cheeks freely, not bothering to stop them. Never before had she seen Glenn break down like this and it worried her that she had caused irreversible damage. She didn't notice Glenn pull his head away until her shirt, wet with his tears, unstuck itself from her chest, and she looked at him. His forehead shined with a thin layer of sweat, and his eyes were red and puffy from crying, which made him look at least ten years older. She barely registered his muffled voice, "Jen… please, please say something." For the time being all Jen could do was open her mouth to say something but only close it a few seconds later. She grew frustrated with herself for not being able to speak, so she brought her hands up and gently wiped the drying tears from his face. She allowed her fingers to slowly trace along some of the contours of his face, before she heard a quiet "please" from the man. She rested her palms against his cheeks and pulled his face up to meet hers, "Glenn, I love you. I love you so much. Know that there is nothing I wouldn't do to make you the happiest man in the world…" And before she could continue, she felt his lips connect with hers.
Kissing her repeatedly, Glenn whispered "I love you" every time he would pull away. It was his turn to stand up and wipe the tears away from Jen's face as he heard her softly choke out "I'm so sorry", and he picked her up in his arms. He felt her trembling against him and he brought her over to the bed, laying her down and leaning over her. Resting himself on his elbows, he took her face in his hands, "shhhh, I'm here. I'm here, I'm not going anywhere. It's alright, don't cry. I got you." Soon enough, he felt the trembling subside as blue eyes connected with gray ones. Glenn tilted his head down, his lips trailing a path of kisses from her forehead down to her nose and to each cheek, causing the tears to disappear, and lastly planting his lips against her own. Jen broke the kiss to say something, but a large finger pressed against her mouth prevented her from doing so. Her eyes met Glenn's as he looked at her with such a longing, that they both knew words were no longer needed.