Disclaimer: I have no claim with the WWE or to do with the character, The Undertaker. I wrote this story for the pure enjoyment of the character, and as a fan fiction. No profit will be made from it.

Note: The Undertaker in this story has the appearance that he had when he was in the Ministry of Darkness

P.S. This is where Kane comes into the picture

Chapter Thirty-Seven

Placing her bags in the backseat of Rebecca's vehicle, Christina eased herself into the passenger side seat. She closed the door back, and looked towards the direction she had last seen Glen go in.

Standing on the sidewalk, Glen's back was towards Christina and Rebecca's direction. His strong arms hung down at his sides as he looked at the security personnel trying to clean up all the broken glass that was left from Mark's entrance into the ball. He slowly turned, and looked over his shoulder. His eyes fixated themselves upon Christina's form inside of Rebecca's vehicle.

What am I going to do? Christina swallowed a lump down her throat as she watched Glen from where she was sitting. She could tell from the look in his eyes that he was focusing all of his attention on her, and that there was something going on inside of his own mind at that moment. I did not count on this to happen at all.

What are you talking about, Christina? Mark slipped inside her thoughts after having sensed her moment of worry. Is something else is going on at that moment?

She cringed at Mark catching what she said in her mind. She didn't wish to inform him that Glen was outside of the food court's entrance, as well as that he issued a threat to her that involved her not being with Mark. Swallowing a lump down her throat, Christina closed her eyes, cutting her contact off with Glen. Mark…Glen is outside of the food court's entrance where you drove through it.

What?! What do you mean he is there?

He is here…and he is staring at me right now from where I am with Rebecca in her vehicle. We are fixing to pull out of the parking lot right now, and head to my townhouse for me to get ready for our date for the evening.

If he tries to follow you, I want you to tell me.

Mark, I am sure that he will do anything to hurt-

Christina…you cannot go against him on your own. Promise me that if he tries to follow you at all that you will let me know.

Okay…I promise, Mark. The sensation of the car going into motion caused her to open up her eyes, and cut off all communication to Mark. She turned her attention back towards the food court's entrance, wanting to see if Glen was still there.

However, there was not a single sign of Glen to be found among the security guards who were trying to get any kind of information on what happened at that very moment.

A sigh of relief escaped from her mouth. That was one less thing to worry about. She didn't want to deal with Glen following her to her home, and her having to tell Mark that he is coming after her. Christina found herself seeming to be caught in the middle of some sort of romance story with a lot of action in it. There was no way that this could be real. Two brothers, both hot as hell, were chasing after her, and fighting against themselves for her.

"You all right over there?"

The sound of Rebecca's voice brought her back to reality. Blinking her eyes a bit, Christina turned her attention towards the direction of the driver side of the car. "Y-yeah," she replied, "I am all right, Rebecca. Just a little shook up is all."

"Oh, I bet I know why you are so shook up over there." Rebecca replied. A grin started to form across her face as she spoke up to her friend. A soft chuckle escaped from her mouth as she spoke to her. "You are a lucky dog, girl."

"Why am I so lucky?"

"You have Glen and Mark both chasing after you and it seems to me that there is some tension going on between the two of them."

"Well…it does seem that way."

"You have the kind of life that many women would die to find themselves in."

"How so?"

"You are smarter than this, Christina." Making sure that the road was clear of any kind of traffic, Rebecca pulled out onto the road, and headed in the direction of where Christina's townhouse was located in town. "There are two men who are very attractive that are fighting each other because they both want a piece of you."

That is the last thing I really want to hear, Rebecca. I don't need you saying things like that to me at the moment. Christina waited for a moment to see if Mark was going to butt into her thoughts like he did before, and make his presence known.

However, there was not a single sound from Mark in her mind at all.

Noticing that Mark was not responding, Christina glanced over the back of her seat at the road behind Rebecca's car, and noticed that Glen wasn't anywhere in sight. A feeling of relief and peace washed over her. She turned around, and looked back towards Rebecca from where she is situated in the passenger side seat.

"In my opinion, it seems to me that they won't stop until one of them has you by their side for as long as you both live." Rebecca looked over towards her friend, and flashed a smile. "Now…let me get you home girl so you can get all pretty for Mark when he comes to pick you up tonight for your hot date."

"Sounds like a plan to me, Rebecca." A smile washed over Christina's face, replacing the expression of concern that had been there earlier. "The quicker we get back to my place, the more time that I will have to make sure that I look my best for when Mark shows up."

"Hang on then!"

Before another word could escape from her mouth, Christina giggled from the sensation of her friend speeding down the road in the direction of where she called home.