CHAPTER 20

Wrapping a protective arm around Lita, Kane ushered her to the car and helped her inside. Closing the door, he quickly made his way to the driver's side, answering "No comment" to the questions being yelled at them. He started the engine, and slowly pulled out of the parking lot.

Two minutes later, Kane's cell phone screamed to life. Quickly grabbing it, he slammed it open, impatiently answering, "Hello?"

"Kane? How the hell did this happen? It's all over the news! Every channel." Vince McMahon demanded.

"I don't know, Vince. Who the hell knew except us? You don't think the woman did this, do you?" Kane answered him.

Vince was quiet for a few moments before answering, "I don't know. I just don't know. How is Lita handling this?"

"Not good. She's scared."

He stole a glance at her out of the corner of his eye She was fighting back tears. Fighting hard not to cry.

"Look, Kane, the two of you should head back to New York as soon as possible. Lay low. Don't talk to the press," Vince commanded.

"Yeah," was all Kane could say. "I'll call you back when we decide something." He closed his phone, and placed it beside him. Reaching over, he picked up Lita's hand and kissed it.

"It's going to be ok, Lita. I promise."

She didn't speak, she only nodded at him.

They sat in the tiny room, surrounded by toys and games, waiting for Brandon. When the door finally opened, Kane was the first to scoop the little boy up into his arms. He kissed the of his son's head and held him close.

"Hey there, little man," he whispered to him. "How are you, huh? Did you miss us? Here, say hi to Mommy." Turning, he handed the child to his mother. Lita held tight to Brandon. She lightly stoked his head, taking in his sweet scent.

"Hi, baby. I missed you so much." She let her tears flow as they pleased. Her eyes met Kane's and held them for a few seconds. She couldn't believe the love she saw in them. She suddenly felt self-conscience of herself. Feeling embarrassed, she broke eye contact and carried her baby to a couch near-by.

Brandon began to struggle, so she set him down. He walked over to a toy box and began to play quietly. Kane came and set down beside her, watching their son.

"I think you're right Kane. It wouldn't be a good idea to keep her in Brandon's life. We should tell her no dice." Lita said without looking away from Brandon.

"Are you sure?" Kane asked, "It's going to be a nasty fight. Everything from our past will be brought out. Painful thinkg-for both you and me."

Nodding, she replied, "I know. I'm scared, but we are his parents. He belongs with us."

"If that's what you want, Lita, then that's what we'll do."

When it was time to say good-bye, they decided to pay a visit to Denise.

Arriving at Denise's office, they saw the reporters surrounding the building like a bunch of vultures. They stepped out of the car, and a balding man with wire rimmed glasses stepped in front of Lita and asked, "Lita, how do you feel about this?"

"No comment. Please let me pass." She softly responded.

"Just a few questions. This a huge story. The people want to know." His advance startled her. Kane fought his way through the vultures to Lita's side. Putting his hand in the small of her back, he pushed the man back a couple of feet yelling, "Leave her alone! She said no comment. Get out of her face!"

The man would no be deterred. "Look, the two of you are high profile. Everyone will watch your every move. You can either go with it, or let the press say what they will."

"That's coercion." Lita angrily stated.

"That's the way it is, Lita." The man shot back. "Look, I'm not trying to make enemies here. Especially with him," he said poking his in Kane's direction. "I want to help you. Talk to your lawyer first, then talk to me when you can. Talk only to me." He reached in his jacket pocket and produced a business card. "Here, take this and call me when you're ready." He handed the card to Lita.

"Why?" Kane asked suspiciously. "Why do you want to help? How do we know you're not just doing this for your career?"

"You don't. Who else do you have to trust?" With that said, he turned on his heel and walked away.

They made their way into Denise's office and found her secretary answering one phone call after another, saying the same thing over and over again, "No comment. No, absolutely not. Please stop calling here!"

Before she could say anything to them, Denise came out of her office and hurried toward them. "Oh, Kane, Lita! I'm so happy you came. It was the smart thing to do." Kane spoke first, "The reporters are everywhere. Outside our hotel, out in the parking lot. One even got in Lita's face. This can't be good for our case."

"Don't worry Kane. Everything will be alright. Is there anything the press will uncover about either of you? Anything at all?"

"No. There's nothing at all," Lita answered her.

"Ok. I just don't want to be blind sided later."

"Denise, do you know who could've tipped off the press?" Kane asked, looking a little worried for the first time.

"No, Kane, I don't. I'm sorry." Denise answered honestly.

Lita spoke up with a still shaky voice, "The reporter who got in my face handed me this." She gave Denise the card.

"Hmm. Simon Davis. He's a good guy. He never writes anything that isn't true." She told them after reading the card. She gave it back to Lita and continued. "Don't talk to the press, yet. When this is all over, you should speak only to Simon Davis."

"Denise, Kane and I have decided that Mrs. Beacon shouldn't stay in Brandon's life. We're strangers to him, not Mommy and Daddy." Lita informed their attorney.

Denise rolled this around in her brain for a moment and said, "Alright. If you both agree, then I'll let Mrs. Beacon's attorney know. Just so you know, I've petitioned the courts to allow you to take Brandon home for the weekend."

Lita jumped to her feet, full of excitement, "Oh, my God! That's wonderful," turning to Kane, she exclaimed, "Kane, isn't that wonderful?"

Kane put his hands on her shoulders in an attempt to calm her down, "Don't get too excited, baby. A judge has to give the ok."

Smiling, Denise said, "We should know something soon. In the meantime, have you decided anything about your careers? You should return to work within the next week. Show the judge you can successfully juggle both a family and a high profile career."

Kane and Lita both nodded their agreement. They shook hands with Denise and left her office. Dodging the waiting vultures, they climbed back into their car and drove away.

Back at the hotel, Kane opened the door to their room for Lita and stepped aside to let her enter first. Once inside, with the door securely closed, Kane bent down and softly kissed Lita on the lips. He straightened back up, and walked over, picked up his suitcase and put it on his bed. Turning to face Lita, he said, "You should pack. We have to switch hotels."

Regaining her composure, she asked, "Why?"

"We need a suite. A standard room won't do. We need one for a family."

"Oh, yeah. Right." After a short pause, she asked, "What was that for?"

"Something I've wanted to do for a while," he innocently answered.

"Oh." Was her reply. She walked across the room, and kissed him back. Their kiss was gentle and first and then it turned passionate. Neither of them wanted to stop.

She unbuttoned his shirt and slid it off his shoulders. He reached and pulled her top over her head. He picked her up and laid her on her bed and laid down next to her. Touching her face, his hand slowly slid down to her breast. She began to fumble with his belt, unfastening it and unbuttoning his jeans, she slid them down. He stood and took them off completely.

He resumed kissing her, reaching down to help her out of her jeans when her cell phone suddenly made its presence known. Sighing in disappointment, Lita said, "I have to answer that. It might be Denise." Reluctantly, Kane agreed and retrieved her purse so she could answer her phone.

"Hello?" She answered her phone and immediately regretted it.