Mark's Plan

The following morning I woke up to the warmth of the sun covering my face. I turned my face in the other direction and opened my eyes, only to come face to face with Mark's sleeping face. He was laying with his head turned towards me and the rest of his body faced down. His arm was stretched across my body, pulling me close to his massive form. I turned onto my side so I could completely face him and his lips formed a slight smirk.

"Good morning Carmen," he said before slowly opening his eyes.

I smiled at him and then moved some of his hair from in front of his face, "Good morning,"

"How are you?" he asked.

I shrugged, "Ok I guess."

He then moved his hand under the sheets and rubbed my bare belly. "And how is she?"

I giggled, "She's very happy to meet you."

He smiled and then kissed me softly. "I'm so sorry I took forever to reach you Carmen."

I sighed, "I know you are…but it's ok. We have each other now and that's all that matters."

He shook his head, "No…I won't rest until I make those bastards pay for what they did to you."

I turned away from him and looked out at the rising sun. He moved in closer to me and then wrapped his arm around me.

"What's wrong?" he asked me.

I sighed, "I don't know…I guess I thought that once I was back with you this would all be over."

He sighed, "I know honey, but you can't expect me to forget about what they did to you…besides…"

I gasped when he pulled me onto my back and then climbed on top of me. "…I'm not the forgiving type…you should know that by now doll."

I laughed, "Oh of course my dark prince, but you forgave me."

"Only because I liked you..a whole lot." He said before kissing my neck. "And don't you worry about all that crap they made you do…I'll make sure they regret all of it. Especially McMahon."

"What's your plan?" I asked.

He smirked and then kissed my lips, "I'll tell you if you let me make love to you again. Last night was perfect as hell."

I laughed, "You tell me your plan first and I just might let you get some more of me."

He glared at me, "Oh so it's like that now my little vixen?"

I nodded, "You've kept me waiting for six months, I think its me who deserves a little control now."

"Well excuse me…" he said as he sat up on his knees. I pushed myself up on my elbows and looked into his eyes. He smiled at me with soft eyes. "You are so beautiful Carmen."

I smiled at him, "I'm only beautiful because I'm happy."

He shook his head, "No…you're beautiful all together. Even more so now that you're carrying my child."

"Thanks Taker…but don't try to change the subject." I said.

He sighed, "Damn. Well it's simple…I'm going to take every last one of them out…one by one."

"How are you going to do that?" I asked.

He smiled, "You'll see…for now," I squealed when he grabbed my ankles and pulled me towards him. "you and I have a whole lot of love making to catch up on."

I laughed, "Well excuse me…"

He shook his head and kissed me deeply, all the while penetrating my walls once again. I broke our kiss and gasped as he hit my spot directly and began to stroke me down like only he could. We ended up making love all the way into the afternoon. We then got up and got ourselves washed up and dressed before resting in the living room.

We watched the TV for awhile before I fell asleep again. I was so tired from all the love making that I just needed to rest. I curled up into a ball on the couch while Mark took his time straightening up the house. I felt him kiss my head and cover me with a blanket before heading out into the backyard.

After my nap, I got up and decided to start cooking some dinner. As always his kitchen remained stocked up with plenty of food. I pulled out some chicken and a box of macaroni and cheese and sat them on the counter. As I started opening the packs of chicken I glanced out the window and saw Mark in the backyard digging something. I watched him closely wondering just what in the world he was doing. I kept watching him until I spotted a black garbage bag with something in it. It was pretty big in size, but I didn't really think anything of it. When he dropped the shovel and started to turn in my direction, I ducked and hid below the sink. I then moved myself so that when I popped back up, it would look like I was doing something else.

I wasn't too sure about why I was so concerned about what he was doing but I knew I shouldn't get myself too involved with his business. I may end up finding something I wouldn't like.