Kidnapped

"Rachel? Honey can you hear me?" Steph asked as I opened my eyes. Everything looked blurry but I could tell that I was still in the arena. A few paramedics had lifted me out of the ring and onto a stretcher.

"Is she alright doctor?" Steph asked the man to my left.

He nodded, "She'll be fine, and she's just in shock and may have a mild concussion. We'll have to take her to the emergency room to be sure."

Steph nodded and then turned her attention back to me. "I'm going to come with you alright?"

I closed my eyes for a few seconds, "Where is my brother? Is he alright?"

"He's fine sweetie, but don't worry about the guys they can take care of themselves."

I watched the ceiling change as they rolled me out of the arena. When they got me to the ambulance, I looked at Steph, "Don't let them put me to sleep…"

"It's alright honey they know what they're doing," she said.

I started crying, "Please don't let them put me to sleep,"

She nodded and held my hand as the ambulance started up and drove me to the hospital. I was replaying everything that had happened to me in my mind. Mark didn't look like himself…he looked…I don't know.

As I thought things over I started wondering if he would still continue to pursue me. He had tombstoned me so…maybe it was over. When I got into the hospital a few nurses checked my vitals and found a few things that weren't right so they ran a few test on me. While I waited for the results, I changed into a hospital gown and was placed in my own room where Steph kept me company.

"Are you alright?" She asked me.

I sighed, "I'm not too sure…I feel disoriented."

She smiled, "That's normal for everyone who suffers a tombstone at the hands of The Undertaker…I wonder what that kiss was all about."

I shrugged, "I have no idea…I wasn't even sure if he was trying to get revenge or if he was just toying with me as usual."

"Well that tombstone was no joke that's for sure."

The doctor came in soon after with a smile on his face. "Miss. Gutierrez, hello I'm Dr. Andrew." He said as he shook my hand. "How are you feeling hun?"

I shrugged, "I'm ok I suppose."

"That's good, now I have your results here and it seems as though you haven't been taking good care of yourself or the baby."

I looked at him and then at Steph, "Baby? What baby?"

He smiled at me, "Just as I thought, you weren't aware that you're carrying a two month old child?"

I gasped and put my hands over my face, "Oh God…that explains the throwing up and passing out…and being extra tired all the time."

He smiled, "Yes it does,"

"Well…is the baby alright?" I asked suddenly feeling guilty.

"It will be if you get some rest tonight and lay off the drinking." He said. "You can still work but I would recommend taking a few weeks off until your able to get back into the swing of things ok?"

I nodded and then watched as the doctor went to fill a needle, "This will help you sleep Ok?"

"I don't want it," I said.

"Rachel you should take it, you need to rest honey," Steph told me.

I shook my head, "Please I can get to sleep on my own…I don't need that."

He approached me with the needle, "Listen Miss. Gutierrez, I'm only doing my job and I must give you this needle."

I sighed and then surrendered my arm to him. As soon as he stuck me with the needle and left I started crying.

"It's alright Rachel; everything is going to be just fine."

I sighed, "I know…but what if the father of this child doesn't even want any part of it?"

She gasped, "Oh my gosh, Mark is the father isn't he?"

I nodded and then wiped my tears. I felt the medicine starting to kick in so I laid my head back.

"How long will you be here Steph?" I asked her.

"I'll stay all night if I have to, but I'm sure you'll be alright."

I yawned and then slipped into a deep sleep. As I slept I had a dream about the birth of my child and Mark actually standing by my side smiling at me. I was woken up immediately by the sound of a door closing in my room. I sat straight up and looked around not seeing Stephanie anywhere. I slowly got out of bed and walked to the door. I nearly fell into it since the medicine was still in my system. I pulled the door open and walked out into the quiet hospital. It was dimly lit now, some areas darker than others. I walked out into the hallway, keeping my balance by holding onto the wall.

When I made it to the end of the hall I heard the high pitched laughter of Paul Bearer coming from the other end of the hall. I turned around and saw him standing where my room was.

"Well, well, well…look at you…all sedated and everything." He said.

I shook my head trying to shake off the drowsy feeling. "Stay away from me!"

"Now why would I do that little girl? Especially when you're carrying my future godchild…"

I looked at him strangely, "How do you know that?"

He laughed and began walking towards me slowly, "Don't you worry your pretty self about that…what you need to worry about is the man who is looking to bring you over to the dark side…"

I gasped and then made a run for it down a hall to my right. At the end of the hall I came to a flight of stairs that I tried hard to get down as fast as I could. Before I reached another door, the lights began to flicker and then I saw him standing at the bottom of the stairs. He smirked at me with those green eyes before climbing the steps after me.

"Oh shit," I said before running to a door and going through it. I came to a hall full of rooms. I ran down the hall before darting into a room and shutting the door. I was about to run into the bathroom but I knew they would find me there, so I climbed out the window and let myself fall to a dumpster below. When I landed I looked back up to see if they heard me. When no one looked out of a window, I rolled off the dumpster and ran down an alley. I wasn't sure where I was going but I was starting to feel drowsy again. On top of that, it started to rain making it hard to see anything.

I kept running until I came to a dead end. "Shit," I said. As I turned around to go back I ran smack dead into the Undertaker's arms.

"Hey beautiful," he said darkly before pushing me against the wall.

"Now let's see what you got," he said.

I immediately started trying to fight him off but he had unbelievable strength. Every time I tried to run away he would toss my little ass back against the wall.

"That a girl, keep it up," he said as I kept trying to knee him in the stomach..failing miserably.

He finally decided to scoop me up and pin me to the ground. He then placed a black cloth over my nose and mouth. I made the mistake of inhaling whatever was on the cloth and I instantly passed out.