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-Eight

Pulling up outside of her townhouse with her friend behind the wheel, Christina waited for Rebecca to bring the vehicle to a stop. She undid her seatbelt and opened up the passenger side door. "Thanks for the ride, Becca." Christina said. She spoke in a polite voice towards her friend as she opened up the door behind her to get her belongings. Pulling out her shopping bags, she closed the door back with her free hand, and walked over towards the sidewalk. She made her way over towards the direction of the driver side door, and bent down to look into the car's open window at her friend. "I enjoyed us spending time together like we did."

"I enjoyed it as well, Christina." Rebecca replied. She spoke with a cheerful tone emerging in her voice. "I am glad that we went to the mall like we did, Chris. I hope we can do it again sometime soon."

"I would really like that. I best head on in since I need to get ready."

"Oh that is right…You got a hot date tonight with Mark when he comes knocking at your door."

Rolling her eyes, a soft chuckle escaped Christina's mouth. She shook her head at her friend, and waved towards her with her free hand. Her body turned around, and headed up the front stairs of her townhouse home. She listened to the sound of her friend pulling away as she reached into her pocket for her house keys. Humming, Christina slid one of the keys into the keyhole, and gave it a little twist. She pushed the door open, and stepped over the threshold. Her hands closed the door back to where it sealed itself shut. Christina wasted little time in heading up the stairs to her room. Opening up the door, she deposited the bags onto her bed. Reaching inside the bag, she placed out her red hot outfit for the evening on the bed.

Ding-dong.

The sound of her doorbell caught her off guard. She was pretty sure that it wasn't Rebecca unless she forgot to tell herself. Christina walked out of her room, and made her way back down the stairs to the front door of her home. She wrapped one of her hands around the doorknob, and gave it a twist. "Yes, Rebecca?" She asked, opening it up.

Standing on the other side of the door, Glen was looking down at her from where he stood in the doorway of her home. "Hello Christina." He said, deeply. His eyes focused in on here as he watched her. A sensual smile danced across his face as he looked down at her. "I believe that you have the wrong person…Rebecca is long gone now."

Fear started to course through every single one of her veins. Glen was standing right in front of her with the kind of look that Mark would give her, and have her weak in the knees. However, Glen is not Mark. Mark is the person that she is meeting for a night on the town, not Glen.

She pulled in a breath of air as she focused in on him. "Glen," she said, calmly, "I think that you need to go right now."

"Do you really want me to go, or is it because of Mark that you want me to go away?" Glen asked. He kept his eyes fixated on her as his muscular physique made its way inside of her home, and closed the door behind him. "I can tell that you want me to be here. Your eyes cannot lie to me right now."

Christina found herself to be in deep trouble. She was alone in her home with the very man that Mark had warned her about. She didn't know what was going to happen. All she knew that if Mark got here with Glen in her home that it would not be good for her. She swallowed a lump down her throat as she looked into his eyes. Her back pressed against the wall behind her as she held the stare with him. "Why are you here, Glen?"

"I told you that I am going to show to you that Mark is not the right man for you, Christina." He reached down, and wrapped his fingers around her sides. "I wish to give you a small sample of what I can offer you."

Before she could stop him, Christina discovered herself being lifted up high in the air until her face was in front of his own. She swallowed a lump down her throat as she watched his face. Small shivers ran through her body around her thighs. Her eyes glanced down, and noticed how his hands where holding her up, wrapping her legs around his waist. She looked back to his face as she started to realize the gravity of the situation. "What are you going to do, Glen? Are you preparing to rape me?"

"I would never do something as cruel as do a thing as raping you." Glen brought his face in closer to hers until there was just barely an inch between her mouth and his. "What I am about to do is give you a taste of what is to come from me."

Her mouth opened up to speak up, wishing to find a way for him to not proceed with what he was bound to do with her. Suddenly, she discovered his mouth sealing hers into a sensual kiss with him. Her eyes widened out of shock of him kissing her like he was. She couldn't believe it. Glen was kissing her in a way that made her body shook all over. Christina desperately fought to keep from giving into the kisses he was slipping to her.

"It is okay, Christina." Glen whispered, speaking in the kiss to her. "I know you want me as much as I want you. You don't have to hide it from me. No one is here to see us."

Unable to resist the urge, Christina slowly closed her eyes, and slipped into the kiss with him. She moved her mouth with his, allowing herself to slip into the moment with him. A soft moan escaped her mouth as she discovered his tongue to be sliding inside of her mouth. Her tongue began to run along his as she ran her hands up and down his back. Her body was going crazy from feeling how he was kissing her, as well as fondling her body with it against the wall.

Look at what you are doing, Christina! You are making out with a man that is not the man that you are to be meeting tonight! Stop what you are doing before it goes too far!

Realizing what she was doing at that moment, Christina snapped herself to her senses. She fluttered her eyes a bit moments before Glen's arms started to ease her down to the ground. Her eyes watched him pull away from her and head for the front door of her home. Christina struggled to straighten out her clothes as she saw him going out the front door. She turned away, and headed for the stairs with a concerned look on her face.

"Christina…"

Her body stopped completely from the sound of Glen's voice whispering to her. She turned around at the stairs, and looked to him from where she stood with her arms at her sides.

"I know that Mark is planning to meet you tonight…but I am not going to give up on you." Glen kept his full attention onto her from where he stood in the doorway. "I am going to fight him until you are by my side."

Christina stood in complete awe of what he said to her. She watched him move out of her home and close the door behind him. Her hands moved up to her face, touching where he had kissed her in a way that made her shake down to her core. Feelings of lust started to come over her once more from where she was nestled. Before they could spread all over, she shook her head, doing her best to fight off the sensations. Christina turned, and raced up the stairs as fast as she could to her bathroom.