Mark's P.O.V.

I woke up to the sound of a buzzer going off. I jerked awake, Trevor jumping down from his top bunk. We saw security guards running by, all the inmates shouting and raising Hell. Trevor and I exchanged a glance. Trevor then looked and swallowed hard. I turned my head to see the three inmates from yesterday. The leader had a lead pipe in his hand.

"How about we really turn you into a Deadman? Sounds like a plan to me." Trevor stepped in front of me, his arms out to the side.

"You're not gonna lay a finger on him." The leader raised his eyebrows in curiosity.

"Oh, really? And who's gonna stop me?" He snapped his fingers as his two buddies grabbed Trevor and slammed him against the metal bars, knocking him unconscious. I growled as I saw blood collecting in a pool underneath his head.

"Come now, Deadman. He can't mean that much to you. You guys just met, like what, a week ago? Pathetic. I knew you were a faggot. And you know what? I bet that pretty blond haired guy your little bitch is with, I bet he's fucking his brains out right now, having your brother call out his name and not yours. Nothing but scarred little mutant freaks." The cell door suddenly opened and I took my chance to tackle him. I landed every punch as hard as I could. I beat him till he cried uncle, guards pulling me off him.

"He provoked him!" Trevor shouted, now coming to his senses.

"We understand that son. It's okay. Mr. Undertaker, you're being bailed out. Follow us." I turned to Trevor, a worried look swimming in Trevor's eyes.

"I'm only leaving if Trevor leaves too." The guards looked at one another and then back at the two of us.

"We won't tell if you won't." Trevor smiled and ran over to me, wrapping his arms around my neck, kissing my cheek.

"Let's go home." I whispered, Trevor's face now brightening up.

"Home?" I nodded only to earn a kiss in response. We followed the guards as quickly and as quietly as we could without being seen.

Kane's P.O.V.

I felt my body being shaked rapidly. I jolted awake, sitting up.

"What? What's going on?" I ask, half asleep, my eyes still closed.

"Check this out, man." Edge turned on the T.V., the news channel popping up.

"Our top story this morning: The Undertaker, a WWE wrestler, has been released from the Houston County Jail on a $10,000 bond and will go to trial for his assault charge against his brother, Kane, next Friday." Edge muted the T.V. as he turned to me, a worried look on his face.

"Kane, what about—"

"Shut up. Just let me think." I took a moment to collect myself.

"Okay. Here's how we're gonna do it. We're gonna go find Mark and do what we gotta do." Edge sat down beside me, fear setting in.

"But what if they come sooner than what they promised?" I shook my head, my heart beat racing.

"They won't. Not if they want what their after. If their smart, then they'll stick to the deal. We've got six hours. Let's go." Edge nodded and rushed to get dressed, bolting out the door, half dressed.

Mark's P.O.V.

I slowly opened my eyes and looked down to see an arm wrapped around my waist. I smiled and slowly slipped out of bed, slipping my boxers up my thighs, pulling a shirt over my head. I opened up the blinds and scuffled down to the kitchen. I stopped cold when I saw Kane and Edge standing there.

"Kane..." I saw a look on Kane's face I had never seen before. A mixture of regret, sorrow, fear, and nervousness all melted into one expression that I think even confused him.

"Mark..." Edge stepped forward, his hands in his pockets. I took a step back.

"What do you want?" Edge was fixing to open his mouth but the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs rang out.

"Baby, what's going on?" Trevor walked downstairs, stopping to see the scene before him.

"Who the hell are you?" Trevor questioned, wrapping his arm around my shoulders.

"We'd like to know the same thing." Edge replied back, glancing at Kane who looked like he had been stuck with a knife in his heart. I stared at my little brother, curiously. Something was up.

"I'm Trevor, Mark's lover." Kane then turned around and threw the coffee maker across the kitchen, causing it to shatter against the wall and fall to the ground in a million pieces.

"Whoa, Kane, slow down, big guy!" Edge protested, holding him back.

"IS THIS THE THANKS I GET?" I was shocked by Kane's outburst as he turned to me, anger written on his face, tears threatening to spill over.

"THIS IS THE THANKS I GET FOR TRYING TO SAVE YOUR ASS? I COME HOME ONLY TO FIND OUT THAT YOU'VE REPLACED ME?"

"Kane, no one can replace you." Trevor looked at me as Kane ran a hand over his head, panting heavily.

"Sure looks like it to me!" He took a moment to gather himself.

"Did you two do it?" Trevor and I exchanged a glance.

"What do—"

"DID YOU TWO FUCK?" Trevor stood his ground.

"Yes. Why is it any of your business? Last I heard you betrayed Mark, crushed his heart. I was just there to pick up the pieces." Kane slowly lifted his head up, rage in his eyes. I felt my stomach churn as I stood in front of Trevor.

"Kane, please—" Kane's eyes suddenly went wide as Trevor pulled out a knife from his pants pocket.

"MARK, LOOK OUT!" Edge shoved me out of the way, getting the blade embedded in his shoulder. Edge let out a cry of agony as Kane tackled Trevor. I quickly got up and pulled Kane off him.

"Stop it, Kane!"

"Get off me, Mark!" I slammed him against a wall, rattling the windows.

"Back off! You're hurting him!"

"So what? He was gonna stab you!"

"No he wasn't!" I was suddenly pinned against the wall, rage boiling in Kane's baby blues.

"Don't you fucking get it? Trevor has been in cahoots with them all along!"

"What are you talking about? Who?" Trevor stood up, wiping away blood from his mouth. Kane slowly let go, turning around.

"Tell 'em, Kane. Tell him all about the little plan. Tell him the real reason why you stabbed him in the back." Kane hung his head, panting hard through his cheeks. I slowly turned to Kane, watching his every move.

"Kane...what is he talking about? What plan? What is all this?" Kane swallowed hard as he looked up, glistening tears now filling his eyes.

"I'm sorry, Mark, I..." He tried to keep his composure as his breathing increased, on the verge of having an emotional breakdown.

"Kane, what is he talking about?"

"I'm talking about the plan that your brother used to save your ass." I turned my head over my shoulder to stare at Trevor.

"You see, I work with a little underground source called the HFK or Hire For Kill. A bounty was put on your head, set for $5,000,000. Kane here thought if he could make it look like you were dead, the dealer would give him the money. But you see, he called us first. He said if we killed you, he would pay double the amount he was offering. Kane thought it would be harder for us to find you if you were separated. And he was right. Took us 10 years of searching." My widened eyes were full of tears. My body began to tremble as I turned back to my little brother who stood there, sorrow in his two-toned eyes.

"He cried so hard and for so long after he left you standing there a broken mess in that parking lot." I approached my brother, the tears now escaping down my cheeks like waterfalls.

"Kane..." I brought my hands up, cupping his face with my hands. Kane looked up, his eyes red and full of fresh tears that now stained his face.

"I'm sorry, Mark...I had to lie to you...to keep you safe...Forgive me..." Kane grabbed onto me for dear life, burying his face into the crook of my neck. I wrapped my arms around him, feeling sadness wash over me.

"God, I'm so sorry, little brother..." I felt him tremble in my arms as I placed my lips against his head.

"This reunion is touching but I'm afraid I'm gonna have to cut it short." I turned around, my back to Kane, my arms out.

"Don't you fucking touch him. You touch him and you'll be dead before you hit the ground, you understand me?" Trevor smiled as he pulled out a pistol.

"Oh, come now, Marky. I thought we were in love."

"Bullshit. You used me. You used Kane. You used us all to get money. You sick fuck." Trevor began laughing. My eyes glanced to Edge who held his shoulder, down on his knees. He glanced at me then back at Trevor who cocked and pointed his gun to my head.

"That's where you're wrong, Deadman. Say goodbye to everything." I swallowed and closed my eyes only to hear a gunshot hit the roof. I quickly looked up only to push Kane to the ground and shield him with my body from the falling brick and broken wood that came raining down on top of us. Edge wrestled with Trevor for the gun, finally smashed it out his hand. He quickly stood up, the gun down in Trevor's face. I groaned as I slowly rolled off of my little brother.

"Mark!" Kane called out, his voice echoing in my head.

"Is he okay?" Edge called out, looking back briefly towards us, the gun in his hand still firmly attached to his hand.

"I'm fine." I muttered out, slowly sitting up, holding my head.

"I'm gonna kill you and take that money!" Trevor screamed, blood spurting out of his mouth. I was helped to my feet as we stared at Trevor who writhed on the ground in pain.

"Kane...you might wanna tell Mark the whole truth..." Trevor managed to choke out, blood gurgling in his throat as Edge placed his foot on his ribs to keep him from moving. I turned to Kane, panting heavily. Kane had a hurt expression on his face and I knew it couldn't be good news. I cupped Kane's face only to have him turn away, tears in his eyes.

"C'mon, bro, what is it? You can tell me. Please." He shut his eyes tightly as the tears made their way down his face. He the punched the wall and slowly turned his head to me.

"Tell him before I say it for you!"

"You keep your mouth shut!" Edge shouted, smacking his foot into Trevor's mouth. Kane had trouble forming words as he tried to speak and nothing came out.

"I...I wanted us to be happy...and away from the public eye forever...so...I was the one...who put the bounty on your head..." My heart felt like it was being stabbed with a knife. Kane's eyes darted towards mine as he reached out to me. Out of instinct, I smacked his hand away.

"Mark, please..."

"Why would you...want to have me killed?" Kane fell to his knees, his body wracked with tremors.

"I thought...if I put this bounty on your head...I could make your death look like an accident and not really have you killed...then we could run off together...forever..." I shook my head, taking a few steps back. Kane lifted his head, hurt in his eyes.

"Oh, God, brother, forgive me..." I punched the wall and panted, sinking to my knees, holding my head.

"You see, Marky? Your brother isn't as innocent as you think. He was the one who wanted you killed in the first place." I inhaled a breath but was cut off as the door was busted down, Vince walking in with a SWAT team behind him.

"What the hell is going on here?" Vince saw the scene and his eyes widened. Kane crawled over to me, his hands slipping onto my face.

"Mark, you know I love you...It's why I had to do what I had to do...to protect us...to protect our family..." I lifted my head up, looking into his eyes. I was fixing to say something but was interrupted as the windows suddenly imploded and men cloaked in black came rushing in. One man who donned an eye patch and a huge scar across his right cheek walked over, pushed Edge out of the way, and helped Trevor to his feet.

"Good work, Trevor. Without you, this day wouldn't be possible."

"And just who in the hell are you?" Vince boasted, now stepping in front of the SWAT team.

"I'm Henry, leader of the HFK team. I'm the one who is going to kill you, Undertaker." I swallowed the lump in my throat and tried to not show the fear that swam behind my green eyes.

"Sit back and watch the big boys play." Henry said, approaching me. Kane tried to get in front of me but I forced him back. He then turned his attention to Kane, smirking.

"I never believe the stories but damn, you are one ugly piece of shit." I glared coldly as I got in his face.

"If you have something to say to me, you say it to my face, not his." He let out a chuckle and turned to his right hand man, grabbing his gun.

"I was hoping that today this pretty thing was gonna go home covered in someone's blood but, you see, the thing about these bounties is..." He then fired the gun into Kane's stomach.

"NO!" I was held back by Henry's henchmen as Kane fell to the ground, screaming. SWAT members now turned their attention to Henry but found themselves outnumbered by the growing number of HFK members.

"They never go as planned." I sunk to my knees, tears now flowing down my cheeks. Henry stepped in front of me, crouching down.

"There is a lot that you don't understand, Undertaker. And I promise you, very soon, you will understand." He was about to deliver a blow to my head before Kane's voice rang out.

"Hey! Asshole!" Henry stopped, turning his head over his shoulder to where Kane laid on the ground, blood filling his mouth.

"Why don't you tell Trevor about what really is going on?" Trevor looked at Henry.

"Okay, fine. Won't seem to do that much of a difference so I don't see the harm in telling." Henry stood up, walking over to Trevor.

"What is he talking about, Henry?"

"Poor, poor, Trevor. There are things that have been kept a secret from you. Let me explain: You see, I'm the one that's going to kill The Undertaker and collect the 5 million. You, my friend, were just a pawn in a game of Chess. I played you like the fool that you are. I never was going to split the money with you. I...actually was going to kill you after this whole ordeal is over with. But I've decided to change my mind. I've developed a heart, so to speak. And now," He stood up, turning his eyes back towards me.

"I'm going to make sure you never see the light of day again." He was then tackled by Trevor who tried his best to bash his head in. I saw my opportunity and nailed the HFK member who had a gun to my head in his crotch.

"Mark, get down!" Vince called as I hit the floor. SWAT team opened fire and dismantled the HFK fleet. I crawled over to my baby brother who laid on the floor, riving in pain. He panted as his eyes drooped slowly.

"Big brother..." Tears filled my eyes as I placed my hand on his cheek.

"I'm so sorry...I never wanted any of this to happen...I just wanted us to be happy and for us to live together in peace..." I sniffled, trying to hold my emotions back.

"I know, baby, I know."

"They...said if I didn't try to have you killed...they'd hurt our son..." My heart skipped a beat as I lost my words.

"Our son?" I choked out. Kane cracked a smile and nodded.

"I-It's one of the reasons I ran. To make sure the HFK didn't find him." I shook my head, confused.

"I found out I was pregnant not long after I left with Edge. Edge's place was a safe house. I was able to go through my pregnancy unnoticed. I...wanted to surprise you when this was all over but...this isn't going the way I planned it..." We then noticed Henry with a knife to Trevor's throat.

"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't spill your insides onto the floor." Trevor choked as the blade was pressed harder against his jugular vein, cutting him slightly.

"Piss off, nutsucker." Henry slashed Trevor's throat open, my hiding my brother's eyes from the scene. Trevor gargled up blood before hitting the ground with a heavy thud.

"Now. One down, one to go." Henry pointed the gun towards me as my eyes widened. He fired, both Kane and I's eyes shutting. There was a thud against hardwood floor as we opened our eyes. My heart hit my stomach as a pool of blood surrounded Edge's body. Kane quickly crawled over to him, putting pressure on the gaping wound in his chest.

"Shh, shh, shh, shh, you're gonna be okay. It's okay. Shh, shh, shh, shh." I began shaking as I turned my attention to Henry. My eyes saw red as I stood up and walking up to Henry, our noses touching.

"You wanna shoot me? Shoot me." Kane's head snapped towards me as Henry smirked.

"Mark, NO!"

"As you wish." I closed my eyes, waiting the impact.

"TAKER!" My eyes popped open as Henry turned around. Vince grabbed me and pulled me out of harm's way. Kane shielded Edge's body as Vince turned to the SWAT team.

"Kill the son of a bitch, damn it!" They opened fired, firing several rounds in Henry's body. They finally ceased fire and Henry's limp body hit the floor, blood pouring from all his wounds, staining the hardwood floor. My head snapped over to the door as I saw Hunter and Shawn stood in the doorway. They slowly moved out of the way, revealing a small boy. My eyes filled with tears as they walked in, Shawn joining Kane's side. Hunter slowly bent down beside me, reaching out for Logan's hand.

"Come say hi to your daddy, Logan." Shawn and Kane joined my side, Kane's arm slipping around my shoulders, tears of joy in his eyes. Logan's eyes filled with tears.

"Daddy?" I bit back a sob as I nodded and held out my arms. Logan came running, crashing against me. I held him close, almost in a death grip.

"He looks like you." Hunter said with a smile as he rubbed Logan's back for comfort. Hunter then turned back to Edge. He stared at him for a minute before turning back with sad eyes.

"Let's get Edge out of here." We all nodded as an ambulance pulled up outside. Kane leaned his head against me, his hand protectively covering his wound.

"I love you, Mark." I smiled and leaned down, kissing him fully.

" I love you too, little brother. More than words can imagine." He glanced at Logan who still had his arms wrapped around my neck, wiping his tears away. Kane smiled.

"Now we're truly a family again." I let out a chuckle as Logan clapped his hands. Kane and I locked lips once again, Vince smiling at the scene.

One Week Later

"We are gathered here today, to celebrate and commemorate the life..." The words drowned out as I stared at the coffin that was being lowered into the ground, my son and Kane at my side. Everyone had sad or tearful expressions, especially Kane. The man basically saved our lives and we never got to thank him.

"Is there anyone who would like to say a few words?" I stepped forward, giving Logan a kiss on his head before Kane's hand wrapped in mine, our heads hung in grief.

"Edge...did a lot of good and a lot of bad things in his life. But the one deed that will not go unnoticed, is when he gave my family a second chance. He gave Kane a place to be safe and have our son. He helped us go stronger in ways that words cannot describe. He sacrificed himself in order for us to be free. He loved the business and I know he loved his friends and family." I glanced up to see Chris Jericho biting on his knuckles to keep back the sobs. It was his lover we were burying after all. I swallowed the hard lump in my throat as fresh tears filled my eyes.

"Edge was not only a good person. But a good co-worker, a good friend, a good brother, uncle, god-father," I glanced at Logan then at Chris.

"And a good partner." Chris nodded, his blood-shot eyes filled with wet tears.

"He may be gone with us in body, but he will never be gone from us in spirit. Edge's memory will live on in our hearts , minds, and souls for the rest of eternity." I stepped back, Kane rubbing my arm.

"That was beautiful, bro." He whispered, kissing my cheek and laying his head on my shoulder. I wiped the tears on the back of my hand away and embraced my little brother. As they said the final prayer, a breeze blew by, tickling my cheek. I looked to see a spirit standing by an oak tree. It was Edge. He smiled and waved. I smiled back despite the massive waterworks flowing down my cheeks. I mouthed 'Thank you' to him, only to receive another smile and an 'I love you' from him. Kane put his hand on my shoulder.

"Sweetie?" I turned back around to see Logan almost fast asleep on Kane's shoulder.

"C'mon, baby. Let's go home." I nodded and turned back to see Edge's ghost was gone. I smiled and wrapped my arm around Kane's shoulders as we walked back to Vince's limo.

Five Years Later

"C'mon sport, time for bed." I picked up Logan and headed up the stairs and into his room. I laid him down and pulled the covers up over him.

"Bedtime story?" I smiled as his two-toned colored eyes gleamed brightly from the nightlight that sat on his bedside table.

"Okay. What do you wanna hear?"

"How Daddy saved you from the mean bad guys." I chuckled as I tucked him in, footsteps coming down the hall.

"I thought Papa already told you that story." Kane chimed in, carrying our little 7-year-old daughter Lynn over to her bed.

"But I wanna hear it again. I love that story." I chuckled and patted his small stomach, making hm giggle.

"Okay, I'll tell you it. But you have to promise to be quite so your baby sister can go to sleep, okay?" He did the motion like he was zipping his lips and smiled. Kane covered her with her blanket.

"Night sweetie. We love you." She closed her eyes as Kane placed a small kiss on her forehead. He soon joined my side, our hands wrapping in one another's.

"Once upon a time, your Daddy and I..." Logan was asleep within ten minutes. Kane and I quietly stepped out of the room and into our bedroom, stripping of our clothes.

"Do you think it's bad that we lie to them like that? About the truth, I mean?" I shook my head as I pulled my shirt off and turned down the king size bed.

"No. I think it's better if we keep the story the way it is." He nodded understanding as we finally stripped of our clothes and slid underneath the covers. Kane snuggled against me, my arms wrapping around him. My hand grazed against the scar that adorned his stomach.

"Does it still hurt?" I whispered, my thumb slowly caressing over it.

"Not really." He replied, looking up at me.

"I think we should visit Chris and Adam tomorrow. I think Logan and Lynn will be happy to have Adam to play with." I nodded and kissed his forehead.

"Yeah. Considering tomorrow is the 5th anniversary, it would be good to get Chris out of the house. Get his mind off it." He nodded back and yawned. I chuckled and snuggled up to him.

"I love you, big brother." I smiled and felt my stomach fill with butterflies.

"I love you too, little brother." There was a knock on our bedroom door. Kane and I sat up to see Logan and Lynn, both standing in their PJ's, holding hands. Kind of reminded me of Kane and I when we were little.

"Daddy?" Lynn's small voice piped out.

"Papa?" Logan whispered.

"Can we hear the story one more time?" They both asked in unison, smiles on their faces. Kane and I shared a smile before patting the bed. They both grinned and jumped up on the bed, Lynn cuddling up to me and Logan laying his head on Kane's chest.

"Once upon a time, your Daddy and I..."

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