Chapter 25
J.J./Kane
Watching Undertaker show his brother the means of escape, only to toss them away was the catalyst to snap J.J. into action.
This much at least I can do. She thought, upset by her earlier behavior.
Removing her cameras, she put them down and rolled into the ring
NO J.J.! Wait until he's gone. Don't come in yet. Kane thought, as he watched J.J. enter the ring.
Wait please, if he goes for you I won't be able to help. Kane thought, as he tried to push the pain away.
Can't concentrate, it's useless. He realized when he couldn't do it.
Crawling across the ring J.J.'s eyes never left the keys.
"Too little to late don't you think?" Undertaker said, laughing, as he was leaving the ring.
Don't listen to him. Kane thought, when he heard his brother taunting her.
God Kane baby please be ok. Please. J.J. begged the powers that be, as she crawled toward him with the keys clutched in her fist.
Reaching him she was thrilled to see that though filled with pain, his eyes were open.
"I'm sorry Hun; I have to move you to get to the cuffs." J.J. whispered to him.
Its fine just get them off. Kane thought, hearing her apology.
Then bracing his foot he tried to help her roll him over.
"Forgive me baby." J.J. whispered, as she fought to free him.
There's nothing to forgive. Kane thought, even as he felt the cuffs come free.
Kane rolled onto his stomach. Then planting his hands he began doing pushups.
Oh shit, that hurts. He thought, as every muscle protested his actions.
But it's worth it to show Mark that his little plan didn't work. He told himself.
Kane continued his 'workout' a few more moments as he watched J.J. leave the ring.
King/J.R.
"Who is that?" King asked, as he watched as one of the photographers enters the ring.
"I don't know, but she could end up getting hurt if she doesn't wait for the Undertaker to leave first." J.R. said.
"It's not only Undertaker she has to worry about. Kane's likely to go berserk and attack her when he gets free." King replied, sounding worried.
"You may be right. But he seems pretty calm right now." J.R. said.
They sat, watching nervously to see what would unfold before them.
"RUN!" King yelled, the second the cuffs fell from Kane's wrists.
"I can't believe it. After that brutal attack he's doing pushups in the middle of the ring. What resiliency, what fortitude Kane is displaying." J.R. said sounding shocked.
"Yet more proof that he's as stupid as everyone says he is. He hasn't even got enough brains to know he should stay down when he's hurt. Not only that, but he's taunting the Undertaker. Not a smart thing to do." King said sounding disgusted with Kane's display.
"Why must you constantly insult him? He's an incredible athlete and quickly becoming a fan favorite." J.R. asked King sounding angry.
"Well who said the fans are any smarter than him." King replied, as they watched Kane walk up the ramp to thunderous fan approval.
Kane
Show nothing, he'll be watching you. Kane thought as he left the ring.
Going through the curtain he saw Pete. The trainer was standing with two EMTs.
Kane looked at him and shook his head no.
Pete nodded slightly and stood his ground. When the EMTs went to step forward, he stopped them.
Going to the locker room, He took a seat in the corner.
Damn they did a good job on me. He thought, mentally exploring his injuries.
Opening his eyes he stared aimlessly at the monitor and let his mind drift.
Mark has suddenly upped the ante. Why now? Until today, he was content with mind games and trying to 'convince me' to join him. Kane thought, trying to figure out Undertaker newest move against him.
He was startled from his thoughts as Jericho's music began to play.
Smiling he watched the Canadian walk down the ramp, as a plan began to form in his mind.
Closing his eyes, Kane concentrated for a moment.
He began gathering the pain into one large rippling ball. Then he pushed it away, as hard as he could.
Only good thing Father ever taught me. He taught me the absolute control over pain no matter how severe. Kane thought, opening his eyes.
Father's little trick doesn't take long. Hell I've used it in the ring. But it does have one major flaw. The control only lasts so long. Then you pay the price. Kane thought to himself, as he turned his attention back to the match on the monitor.
I'll have to find some way to keep J.J. away tonight. I don't want him to see me once the control ends. He thought uneasily.
As the match was ending, he got up and walked toward the gorilla position.
As Jerico walked past Kane stuck.
He continued hitting the blonde from behind, then following with a few well-placed kicks.
Lesson one in keeping your nose out of my business. Kane thought.
He allowed the smaller man to move down the hall, following slowly behind the smaller blond.
That's it run. You won't get far. Kane thought, stalking him.
He allowed Jerico to run a little farther. Then he struck again.
Kane smiled behind his mask. As he allowed the cat and mouse games continue.
He'd stalk and hurt the smaller man. Then let him run a little before repeating the process.
Enough, I tire of this foolishness. Kane thought.
Grabbing Jerico by his hair and his tights he lifted him off the ground. Then drawing back he hurled the little Canadian through a window.
Turning around he saw security officers.
What did they send everyone after me? Kane thought, with amusement.
Several of the officers stepped forward and grabbed him.
I've done what I wanted. There is no need to fight them. He thought, allowing them to walk him out of the arena.
Guess I'll meet J.J. back at the hotel. He thought, as he was walked through the hallways.
Once outside he waited a moment, expecting them to hand him his bag. When they didn't he turned toward the parking area.
Jeez I hope they let J.J. get my bag. He thought, standing outside the rear door.
Walking toward the SUV he was stopped by several fans. He signed everything that was handed to him. Then the fans slowly drifted back, hoping to see others as they came out.
Shaking his head he began walking again. After reaching the SUV he took a seat beside it.
This is nuts. They could have at least gotten me my bag. Without it I'm stuck. I have no keys so I can't drive back. Even if I had my wallet, dressed like this I could never get a cab. He thought, beginning to laugh at his situation.
Sitting quietly he tried again to come up with some way to keep J.J. away tonight. Already knowing she'd see through any lie he told.
Will I have enough time to explain, or escape from her before it's too late? Kane wondered.
Closing his eyes he concentrated for a moment. He could feel the pain there in the distance. It was already slowly unraveling the mental chains he'd wrapped it in.
It won't be much longer. He thought.
J.J.
Standing at ringside J.J. watched Jerico head back up the ramp.
She was surprised when the Titan Tron lit up a moment later. It did not show the entrance of the next combatants. Instead it showed Jerico on the ground.
The view expanded to include his attacker.
Kane? What's he doing? After the beating he took today. Why would he pick now for his revenge? J.J. wondered, as she watched Kane stalk and punish the blonde.
A window? I know he's pissed at the little jerk, but a window? J.J. thought, knowing this was probably not a good idea.
She continued watching as he was walked calmly out of the building, while being followed by at least fifteen security personnel.
I hope he's not sitting out by the car. But unless they got his bag he is. J.J. thought, picturing him out there surrounded by fans.
Kane/J.J.
Hearing rapid footsteps, Kane looked up. He stood up when he realized the person was running toward him.
"Sorry Kane got here as soon as I could. Guess they didn't give you your bag." J.J. said as she ran up.
Opening the door to the SUV she put her bag inside and handed him the keys.
"Do you want me to ask Pete to get your bag?" She asked.
I'd better. I may not be coming back tomorrow. He thought knowing Vince would be pissed about the window.
Nodding, he motioned for her notebook. Kane wrote her a quick note and handed it back.
Taking the note she rushed back into the building. Reaching the training room she saw that Pete still had his hands full.
Opening up the slip of paper, she saw that he'd written more than the locker number and combination.
Along with the numbers he'd written in bold letters,
HURRY!
Looking around she tried to find someone to go after his bag.
Typical, this place is a mad house until you need someone. Then suddenly it's deserted. She thought, feeling the urgent need to get his bag and go immediately.
He usually doesn't make demands. He must really need to get going. She thought.
Turning J.J. went toward the locker room, still looking for some help.
Screw it. She thought when she got there.
Opening the door she walked in.
"What the hell. Get out of here." She heard several people shout.
She ignored them. She was so focused. That she didn't even notice several people diving for cover as she was crossing the room.
There it is. She thought spotting Kane's locker.
Getting there she calmly opened it and got what she'd come for. Then J.J. left as quickly as she'd entered.
Stepping out of the locker room, she saw X-Pac walking down the hall.
The shocked look on his face was nearly enough to set her off into a laughing fit.
Instead she turned and jogged down the hall to the exit.
Where is she? Kane wondered, leaning his head back.
Reaching the vehicle, she was surprised that he was in the passenger seat.
He usually prefers to drive? J.J. thought.
Don't question J.J. please just drive. He thought, as she got in.
Seeing the intensity in his eyes, she just started the engine.
Why doesn't he look like he's in pain? He should be after that beating he took tonight. She wondered, as she pulled away.
Driving back to the hotel she kept glancing over at him.
You'd never even know he had a match. She thought, watching him.
Faster J.J. have to get back. He thought, willing her to speed up.
Walking through the lobby, the clerk called out to them. Then he came rushing over.
"Mr. Kane, this urgent message came for you a few minutes ago." He said, handing Kane a note.
Nodding, Kane took the paper and began walking away quickly.
As he walked he read the note; already knowing it was from Vince.
Room 1201 at 12:30, BE THERE!
Vince
Shit! He thought. I'll just have to hold on that long.
"I'm sorry he's just in a hurry." J.J. apologized, and tipped the young man.
Then running to the elevators, she caught up with Kane.
"Who was it from?" J.J. asked as they rode up.
Kane handed her the crushed paper.
She read it, and then looked over at him.
Suddenly he doesn't look so good. J.J. noted when she saw his jaw was clenched and he had a faraway look in his eyes.
Getting to their rooms, she watched him strip hastily and get into the shower.
Maybe he's really hurting. J.J. thought, when he stayed in there longer than usual.
I wonder if he's ok. He could be unconscious in there. J.J. thought, deciding to check on him.
Locked? Guess he really wanted to be alone. J.J. thought.
After twenty minutes of worry she heard the water turn off.
Just enough time to get to Vince's room, I hope he isn't planning a long lecture. I'd hate to drop in his hotel room. Kane thought, as he dried off.
Now his hands are shaking, and he's pale as a ghost. I don't like this at all. She thought, as she watched him dress.
Before she could say anything, He pulled his mask on and walked out.
Kane/Vince
Standing outside Vince's door, Kane took a few deep breaths. Then raising a shaky hand he knocked.
When the door opened, He wasn't surprised to see Shane holding it.
Walking in, he saw the older McMahon sitting in an overstuffed chair. Going forward he clenched his jaw and hands against the pain beginning to swell inside him.
"I'd tell you to take a seat but you won't be here that long!" Vince said, sarcastically.
"First you set off that Damn pyro of yours while I'm still in the ring. When you know you are to wait until I exit. Then you throw Jerico through a window, not an hour after I tell you that the attacks were to stop. He received in excess of fifty stitches to close the wounds that caused. Not to mention other injuries you inflicted on him." Vince yelled.
Get on with it. Kane thought, feeling his knees beginning to shake.
"I won't have your retarded antics continue to cause me trouble. This little stunt just cost me some serious money. It will cost more, when the fans find out he won't be around." He yelled, getting to his feet.
"Why am I even bothering? You're too stupid to understand how this all works. You're suspended until further notice." Vince said, walking toward Kane.
"Oh, and don't think this gives you a vacation. You will travel with us and keep all your other obligations. But you can't be trusted. So you're banned from the arenas." Vince paused, to get his breath a bit.
"If I find out you've been to an arena. Or, that you've made any attack on one of my wrestlers. You're through for good. Do you understand?" He said now right in Kane's face.
Swallowing hard against waves, dizziness, Kane nodded. Hoping he'd be dismissed before his knees buckled completely.
"Good now get out of my face." Vince said, turning away.
Kane
Leaving Vince's room, he waited for the door to close. Then he turned, leaning his back against the wall.
Damn it hold on, you have to get back to your room. He told himself, pushing away from the wall.
Squinting through watering eyes, he looked for the elevators. Finding them, he began walking in their direction. Trying to look as normal as he could.
This is going to be a bad one. He thought. It's coming on too fast.
Leaning on the elevator wall, he tried to gather the strength he'd need to get to his room.
When the doors opened, He stood as straight as he could and walked to his room.
I hope no one saw that. He thought. I can't show weakness, especially now.
J.J./Kane
Opening the door Kane stumbled in. Then stood for a moment, putting his hand up he leaned, letting the wall take his weight.
Hearing Kane's door open, J.J. walked into his room.
My god! She thought, rushing to his side.
"Kane?" She said when she reached him.
Reaching out, he grasped her shoulder with his free hand.
Go! He thought, trying to propel her toward the connecting door.
He's weak as a kitten. She realized, feeling his grip and seeing the way he was leaning on the wall.
He didn't have the strength to move her. Instead his actions caused him to stumble.
"Come on let's get you to bed." J.J. said, trying to take some of his weight.
Shaking his head no, He pulled away from her.
I have to make her leave. I can't let her see. She wouldn't understand. He thought, trying again to get her to leave.
"I know you want me to leave. But I won't leave you like this. At least let me get you to bed." She said, reaching for him again.
Good she'll go if she gets me to bed. He thought, knowing at this point he'd never get there himself.
Kane allowed her to take some of his weight and balance him, while she walked him into the bedroom.
How could he have looked fine at the arena? Even attacked Jerico, and be like this now. J.J. wondered, as they reached the bed.
Before she could turn him around he collapsed. He landed awkwardly and face down on the bed.
"Kane!" J.J. shouted, when he fell.
Getting no response she began to panic.
Climbing onto the bed, she fought his dead weight trying to get him rolled over.
I have to help her. Kane thought, still fighting the pain.
Moving as much as he could, He helped her get him into the bed properly.
"Baby do you need anything. Can I help?" J.J. asked, after she'd removed his shoes.
Shaking his head slightly, he pushed her and looked toward the door.
"No." J.J. said, beginning to remove his mask.
She saw that he wasn't happy with her answer.
"Sorry I lied. When you have the strength to make me go, I will. Until then I'm staying right here." She whispered, as his mask came free at last.
Looking down in to his face, she saw more pain reflected in his expression, than she'd ever experienced.
Shit he's in agony. There has to be something wrong. J.J. thought.
Kane had begun sweating. His breath was coming in sharp gasps as he fought, desperate that she not see him like this. He didn't realize that his eyes were blazing with the pain he was trying so hard to hide.
Did they do some internal damage? Is that why he was ok before? She thought, looking for any sign of where he was hurting.
"Are you sick?" She asked, trying to see if he had a fever.
Kane swallowed and shook his head slightly.
"Kane, something isn't right. I think we need to get you to the hospital. You could have internal injuries." J.J. said, knowing he would hate that idea.
Grabbing her hand in a suddenly strong grip, He shook his head.
"Kane you could be dying here. I won't risk that." She said, moving as if to pull away.
Searching his pockets, Kane brought out his box.
Is he going to be able to use that in his condition? J.J. wondered.
With his hand shaking violently, He brought the box to his throat.
Seeing the trouble he was having. She helped him hold it in place.
After several failed attempts, he finally managed to speak.
"Trust" he said, looking up into her eyes.
"Ok love. If it's what you want I'll do it. But you'd better be ok." J.J. said sternly.
I'd promise you anything. If I knew it would make you ok. J.J. thought, taking his hand.
Can't… he thought, as he felt the last of the control go.
Kane closed his eyes, as the waves of pain grew stronger. His grip tightened to a painful level as he began to shake.
He's going to break my hand. J.J. thought with a grimace, as his hand closed even more tightly around hers.
Leaning down J.J. talked to him quietly, hoping that somehow her voice would help him.
Stiffening suddenly, his hands opened and J.J. took the opportunity to free hers.
J.J. watched helplessly as he tensed and relaxed. His hands were clutching reflexively and his breaths coming in sharp ragged gasps.
I have to cool him down. J.J. thought, when she saw that he was sweating through his shirt.
It took a while but J.J. finally got him undressed.
Then going in to the bathroom she brought back a towel she'd wet with cold water. She ran it over his chest and face wishing she knew what was wrong. She continued doing this even as he twisted and writhed on the damp sheets.
Please let him be right. Don't let him be dying in front of my eyes. J.J. prayed silently.
Somewhere along the way, she began to alternate between talking and singing to him quietly.
He startled her. By suddenly rolling onto his side and curling up tightly. Every part of him was shaking with tension.
Damn it what the hell is this. J.J. wondered, as she continued to wipe him down with the cold towel.
Continuing to watch him as the hours passed. J.J. became convinced that he knew what this was, and that he'd handled it alone before.
Slowly, she began to notice that he seemed to be calming. His constant movements were slowing.
As the sun rose he was almost still. With the exception being an occasional twitch in his limbs.
Tossing the towel into the bathtub, J.J. went back to the bed. Pulling the sheet up over him she sat down and kept rubbing her hand over his chest and neck.
Still she kept talking and singing constantly.
Laying there Kane slowly became aware of sounds. Listening closely, he realized someone was talking, and even singing.
Forcing his eyes open he looked up at J.J.
Has she been here the whole time? He wondered, turning his head slightly to look at the clock.
Damn that was a bad one. He thought, realizing that it had been ten hours since he'd seen Vince.
Looking down J.J. smiled.
"Are you ok? Do you want something?" J.J. asked.
Nodding, Kane licked his dry lips.
"No problem. I'll be right back." She said, getting up.
Getting back with a bottle of water, she watched him struggle to sit up.
Damn I'm tired. He thought. And I'm sore as hell.
"You has some splaining to do." J.J. said when he handed her back the bottle.
"But that can wait until later. You look tired and I'm beat." She said, trying to sound lighthearted but failing miserably.
Pushing back the covers he patted the mattress.
"Are you sure?" She asked, hoping it would be.
Nodding, he beckoned her into the bed.
Lying down beside him she rolled over, and closed her eyes. As tired as she was it still took a while for her to finally doze off.
Curled up behind her he ran his knuckles up and down her spine softly. Eventually he felt her relax.
She's right I do have some explaining to do. But how do I explain this? She'll think I'm nuts. He thought, as sleep claimed him.
Kane
Waking slowly, he reached out for her. Finding her spot empty and cold, He opened his eyes.
Listening closely, he realized she was definitely gone.
If she were still here, I'd hear country music. She's always listening to that same Country Station. He thought.
Looking around he saw her note.
Sorry but I had to get to the arena. We will definitely talk when I get back. I took the rental. But you've had a tough night so you should rest. That's an order babe.
Love,
J.J.
Rolling out of bed Kane groaned inwardly.
An order? Kane thought smiling.
I hope she'll be ok and keeps clear of Mark. He thought, getting into the shower.
He stood there, letting the water soothe his still sore muscles.
Well Mark's boys did their job. They managed to beat the hell out of me, without damaging me. He thought, seeing the bruises as he dressed.
Then he ordered some food, and sat down in front of the TV.
He flipped through the channels, until it was time for the event to air.
J.J.
Getting to the arena, J.J. kept an eye out for trouble.
It feels so weird to be here without him. J.J. thought.
It certainly didn't take long for him to become a major part of my life. She realized smiling.
J.J. went through her usual routine. But it just didn't feel right.
She was distracted throughout the staff meeting, though she did manage to pay closer attention to the talent meeting.
"As you know Kane attacked Jerico again last night. This time he went too far. Jerico will be out for a while. Kane has been suspended indefinitely. He's still being required to travel with us and keep his other obligations; he has been banned from the arenas. Now that you've been updated, we can move on." Vince said to begin the meeting.
Suspended? I guess we have even more to talk about. J.J. thought.
Looking around she tried to gauge the reactions of the other talent.
No one seems to care too much about him being gone. Except DX and Undertaker, DX is entirely too happy about it, and Mark looks disappointed but smug too. J.J. thought, not liking either group's reaction.
I'd love to smack that smile right off Undertaker's face. She thought.
Walking out of the meeting, J.J. felt a hand fall on her shoulder.
Spinning around she prepared to defend herself.
"Relax girl. I only wanted to ask how Kane was last night. He must have had a VERY rough night." Undertaker said, with that same smug smirk.
"He was, and is fine." J.J. said, turning to go.
"If you're gonna lie you need to do a better job of it." Undertaker laughed.
"How would he know Kane was ill last night? Or does he mean the match? J.J. wondered, as she walked away.
Watching the matches, she took her shots. J.J. was thrilled when The Acolytes lost to a young tag team called the British Bulldogs.
Mark certainly won't be too pleased with them tonight. She thought.
Just then the DX music erupted.
I didn't know they were next. J.J. thought, feeling confused.
Kane/J.J.
Watching as DX stepped into the ring. J.J. wondered what they had up their sleeve.
After going through their usual crotch chopping ritual, Hunter signaled for a mic.
"Kane I really wish you could be here for this. But I'm sure you're watching." Hunter began.
"You see we recently discovered something about the big red machine. Would it surprise you to know he had a new love interest?" Hunter asked the audience.
Don't you dare bring J.J. into this mess? I'll tear you apart. Kane thought, leaning closer to the TV.
Oh no, he found out about us. What are we going to do? J.J. thought, knowing Kane didn't want Vince to know.
"Would you like to see the young lady that has caught the big guy's eye?" He asked the audience.
The audience screamed a definite affirmative.
On the Titan-Tron appeared a picture of Kane, with Anna asleep on his lap.
"Well I did say young." Hunter said, to the audience.
Oh shit it's worse than if he knew about us. This could ruin Kane. J.J. thought, wanting to jump into the ring and set the record straight.
How the hell did they get those pictures? Kane thought.
If I try to defend him it will only look worse. Besides from the way Chyna is watching me they expect me too. J.J. thought helplessly.
"Look how well he relates to her. She even taught the burnt freak to color." Hunter said, as he showed the picture of them coloring together.
"How sweet, you'd almost think he was as smart as her wouldn't you." Hunter said, beginning to laugh.
"Kane's new love also gave him a gift. I'm sure he sleeps with it every night." He finished, as he pulled the red teddy bear from a paper bag.
NO! J.J. thought. How did they get that? The pictures are one thing they could have stolen the negatives from my bag. But it they have that then they know about us for sure.
My first gift, when did they take it? Do they know about J.J.? Kane wondered, now kneeling right in front of the TV.
"Let see if it's child friendly. After all we wouldn't want poor Kane to hurt himself would we?" Hunter asked, giving the mic to Billy.
With two sharp pulls he removed the eyes.
Damn it they have no right to destroy Kane's property. J.J. thought, getting pissed.
"Oh that's not good. That's a choking hazard for someone with Kane's mental development." The arrogant blonde said, shaking his head in dismay.
They're destroying the gift J.J. gave me. Kane thought, feeling his anger build.
Chyna leaned over and whispered into Hunter's ear.
"That's a great idea. We should be sure it's fire retardant. God forbid he should have another accident with fire." Hunter said, looking the bear over.
"Funny it doesn't say on the tag. We'll have to check the hard way." He said, pulling out a lighter.
In seconds the bear was ablaze, and he casually tossed it to the arena floor.
"Guess it wasn't. It's a good thing we took it away from him. That thing was an accident waiting to happen." He said, just before dropping the mic and leaving.
One of the cameramen focused on the burning bear. It's image filling the screen.
NO! Kane thought throwing the TV.
Not only did they destroy it but they did it with fire. Hunter you are a dead man, as are those who protect you. Kane thought, suddenly feeling calm.
Oh man, Kane must be going crazy. They've managed to humiliate him again. He's not even here to defend himself or stop their bullshit. J.J. thought, both angry with DX and worried for Kane.
J.J.
I have to talk to Vince. To tell him I took those pictures and they were completely innocent. J.J. decided.
Shooting the last matches, J.J.'s mind was miles away from the ring.
She ran up the ramp as soon as the last wrestler went beyond the curtain.
Running down the hall, she entered Vince's office without bothering to knock.
"I'll take care of it. I know it looks bad…" Vince was saying before J.J. cut off the call.
"Vince those pictures, I don't know how they got their hands on them. But they are completely innocent." J.J. said.
"And you know this because?" Vince said, with obvious disbelief.
You bastard how can you even think that about him? J.J. thought, even as she answered.
"I know because I took those months ago. I thought it was cute that he was playing with her. So I took some pictures. That's all it was. Hell the kid's mother was sitting on her other side." J.J. said, daring him to contradict her.
"Ok what about that bear. It hardly seems like something he'd own, much less buy." Vince said, still not convinced.
"You know damn well that they could have gotten that anywhere. But the truth is I won it for him at an amusement park." She answered. "In case you're interested. He won me a doll the same day." J.J. added sarcastically.
"Fine, I'll find some way to gloss this over." Vince said reluctantly.
Leaving his office J.J. went to the nearest phone.
Kane/J.J.
Sitting on the bed he stared into space, planning the slow demise of every DX member in detail.
I'll know when they get back. They're always loud. He thought, clenching and relaxing his hands constantly.
He heard the phone but didn't move.
I have to talk to him before he kills them. There has to be a way to get them back. She thought, as she waited for him to answer.
That must be J.J. Only she would actually expect me to answer a phone. He thought, picking it up after the fifth ring.
"Kane." She said when she heard him breathing. "I know you're there baby. Please don't do anything until we talk. Please I want your word that you'll wait."
How dare she ask me to do nothing, to give my word? They need to pay for this. Kane thought, hearing her request.
They humiliate me yet again. Make me look sick. Then to make matters worse they destroy something given to me by the woman who means everything to me. He thought.
"Kane?" J.J. asked when she didn't hear anything.
Bringing the box up he took a deep breath.
"Promise." He said through clenched teeth.
Then hanging up he sat down again.
She really does mean everything to me. I'd do anything for her, anything. Hell, I never would have made that promise to anyone else. He realized with a laugh.
She makes me feel things, want things I never knew I was missing. I can't imagine my life without her in it. Is that what she feels? Is that Love? He asked himself, as he sat there allowing his mind to wander.
J.J. drove faster than she normally would. She was half expecting to be pulled over and given a ticket.
I know it wasn't this far when I went in. J.J. thought, knowing it was just because she was in a hurry.
Getting to the hotel at last she rushed upstairs. Walking into his room she saw him sitting on the couch. The TV was lying against the wall, where he'd obviously thrown it.
"So how much did you see before the TV tried to escape through the wall?" J.J. asked.
Looking up, he saw her standing in the doorway between their rooms, and she was smiling.
Hard as he tried he couldn't help it. He felt his own lips forming a smile.
How does she do that? She makes me feel better just by showing up. He wondered, amazed at this ability in her.
He saw it all. J.J. thought, looking at him.
"Guess you saw it all." She said, walking toward him.
She's so patient with me. Hell anyone else would have run for the hills by now, especially after what happened last night. Somehow even that wasn't as bad knowing she was there. He thought, watching her.
"Boy, you've had an interesting couple of days. We really need to figure out what to do with DX." J.J. said angrily.
"I'm really sorry about the pictures. They must have stolen the negatives from my bag." J.J. said, sitting down beside him.
Shaking his head no, He pointed to his bag. Its contents were strewn around.
Did they get in last night? J.J. wondered.
"When did you find that?" J.J. asked.
"Did." Kane said.
"You did this after you threw the TV?" J.J. asked.
Nodding, Kane looked embarrassed.
"Lost gift burned." he said, still looking away sounding both angry and hurt.