When the three of them had returned to the hotel, Evie had headed up to her room to relax and wait for Shawn's call. Hunter had disappeared into his room and before she could get the keycard through the lock on her door, Ric had come up to her.
She looked over at him, thinking he wanted to talk to her about something work related. To her surprise, he didn't.
"Hey Evie? Would you like to go down to the hotel bar and have a drink with me?" he asked furtively. It was as if he was afraid of anyone overhearing him.
She wondered where the hell this had come from, but smiled sweetly at him. "Thanks for the offer Ric, but not tonight."
"Just thought I'd ask. I'm not ready to turn in and could use some company. Hunter's calling it a night," he responded in a slightly disappointed tone.
"I'm sure you'd have no problem finding company elsewhere," Evie said as she ran the card through the lock. The lock clicked and she opened the door. "Goodnight Ric."
Ric mumbled a goodnight in response and walked away.
It's been an interesting night, to say the least, she thought as she got ready for bed. She wondered what had prompted Ric into asking her for a drink. He hardly paid attention to her, but then again, he paid more attention to her than Hunter did. She shrugged it off and flopped down on her bed, reaching for the remote. Before she could even flick the television on, her cell phone was ringing.
"This is Evie."
"Hey doll, I promised I'd call," said Shawn on the other end.
Evie smiled. "Hey Shawn." It was nice to hear his voice, but before she could get another word out, he spoke up again.
"Listen, I'm gonna forego the niceties and get right to the question. What the hell happened?" he asked quickly.
A chuckle escaped Evie's lips. "Not wasting any time are you?" she teased.
"Nope. So get to tellin'." He had been wondering what had happened since he talked to her earlier.
She hadn't gone into detail then, but as she filled him in on what had transpired since they talked last, up to what had happened tonight, he started seeing red. He was appalled at Hunter's treatment of her, but it wasn't surprising. Shawn held his tongue until she was finished.
"I'm sorry you had to find out that way doll. But at least you know what he is now." He paused as he sat down on the bed. "You were right about one thing though."
"What's that?"
Shawn piled the pillows up behind him and leaned back. "He doesn't give a damn about anyone but himself."
"I assume you've been watching RAW lately?" she asked softly.
Shawn grimaced. "Yeah I have. And I can't say I'm too pleased with what he's been doing either." The gears in his head started turning. "You're going to be in Detroit next Monday, right?"
Evie wondered what Shawn was up to. "Why?" she asked tentatively.
"Well I think it's time I paid Hunter a little visit. From what you told me, he's not expecting me to show up any time soon."
Evie sat up a little straighter. "What are you planning Shawn?"
He chuckled. "Nothing serious. Just a little fun."
Evie smiled at his response. "Speaking of fun, make sure you pay attention to the show next Monday."
"Uh oh. Should I be worried?" He was intrigued by her comment.
Now it was Evie's turn to laugh. "No, but Hunter should be."
Shawn heard the amusement in her voice. "Whatever you got planned Evie, you better hope he doesn't find out you had a hand in it."
"Don't worry. He won't." She turned the T.V. remote over in her hand. "Besides, it's not just for me."
He jumped on a thought. "Doll, you're not in league with Kane are you?"
She set the remote down on the mattress. "No. I haven't talked to Kane at all. Let's just say there's a third party taking care of things."
Shawn shook his head. She was being very mysterious about this. "You know you're playing with fire."
"I don't plan on getting burned Shawn." She smiled. "Don't be such a worry wart."
He sat back with an audible sigh. "Can't help it. I just don't want you on the receiving end of Hunter's temper if he ever found out."
"I can handle myself," she responded in an exasperated tone. She was getting tired of people thinking she couldn't defend her self if the need arose. She wasn't one of those meek, girly women that squealed every time she saw a spider.
"I know, but it doesn't make me worry any less," he said in a soothing tone. All he needed was to have her get mad at him. "Has Bradshaw been keepin' an eye on you?"
Evie rolled her eyes. "Yeah he has."
"At least someone is." Shawn adjusted the pillows behind his back. He could hear the frustration in her voice. "Look doll, just be careful, okay?"
"I will, don't worry."
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Hunter sat back in the booth he occupied with Ric and four women. Friday night and they were out at a club again. Only this time it was Atlanta. He watched as one of the women, either Nikki or Amber, he couldn't keep their names straight, reached for the bottle of champagne. The other woman threw a leg over his and leaned in closer. Hunter turned his head towards her and placed a light kiss on her lips.
She smiled at him as he pulled back. "Will there be more of that later?" she asked huskily.
He gently tugged on her dark brown hair and smiled. "Maybe," he responded.
"Only maybe?" she pouted. "It's not nice to tease."
Hunter only smiled and turned his attention to Ric, who was snuggled up to one of the other two women. He was whispering in her ear as she giggled. Hunter caught Ric's eye as Ric was turning his attention to the other woman sitting next to him. Ric grinned wolfishly and winked at Hunter.
Nikki and Amber excused themselves to use the ladies room. Hunter removed his arms from their shoulders and they gathered up their purses and sashayed off. Ric's two female companions got up and each tugged on one of his arms to pull him out to the dance floor. He laughed good-naturedly and followed them.
Hunter watched them move around the floor, but they were soon swallowed up by the crowd. He absentmindedly watched the press of bodies as they swayed and shook in time to the music. After a couple of minutes, he realized that he knew some of the words to the song that was playing. He listened closer to the chorus. He did recognize them.
Where the hell have I heard...? Oh yeah. Evie.
She had recited them to him one night when they were fooling around. He asked her to say them again.
//And then I asked him with my eyes to ask again, yes.
And then he asked me would I? Yes, yes.
I put my arms around him, yes
And drew him down to me so he could feel my breasts
And his heart was going like mad, and yes, I said yes, I will, yes.// *
She teased him, running her fingers through his hair, down his cheek, tracing his mouth. Hunter leaned in and kissed her. He closed his eyes against the ache in his chest as he recalled what had happened after that.
The women he'd had since had all been good, but there was always something missing. Something that wasn't quite right.
He gently smacked his head against the wall behind him when he realized what it was. Those women weren't Evie. He frowned in response. He missed her. No matter how much he tried to deny it, or push it away, he missed her. He missed the way she giggled when he touched her in certain spots. And the way she would nervously bite her lower lip when she was worried about something.
He sighed. He missed the way she would touch him, kiss him. How she felt curled up against him when she was asleep. Hell, he even missed the way she got mad at him when he pissed her off. Now her attitude towards him was as if she could care less about him.
That was his fault though. The things he had said to her in Vegas. He had been furious to come back and find her gone. All night he had been going over what he wanted to say to her; had wanted to apologize to her for getting upset about Bradshaw. He had even considered telling her what she did mean to him. And then she walked in with Bradshaw.
Everything went straight to hell from there. I have no one to blame but myself.
He hadn't been able to help it. He got angry. He said things that he regretted now. And he had gotten what he wanted. What he had thought was the right thing. Evie wanted nothing to do with him outside of work.
Hunter's eyes opened as a finger softly ran down his jaw, thinking it was Evie. But it was one of his lady friends. He swallowed his disappointment and smiled at her.
She sat down on his lap and tangled her fingers in his hair. Her lips came down on his, kissing him softly. "I think it's almost time to leave," she whispered against his cheek.
"Where's your friend?" he asked.
"Amber? She hooked up with someone else. It's just you and me. Is that okay?"
"Yeah that's fine," he replied as he brushed a few strands of her dark hair away from her face. "Why don't we get going?" Maybe this would dull the pain, even only for a couple of hours. He mentally slammed a door shut on thoughts of Evie.
Nikki grinned as she slid off his lap. Hunter took her hand and pulled her through the crowd. He came across Ric and let him know that they were leaving. Ric nodded in response. Quickly Hunter and Nikki left and got into the limo waiting outside.
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Evie had gone over everything with Hurricane at a house show, during one of Hunter's matches. Hurricane had spoken to Kane, who immediately jumped on the idea. Everything had been arranged and filmed. Evie had managed to line up a "doctor" and two "nurses," courtesy of a friend who was in the entertainment business. Hurricane arranged everything else. Evie took him aside before they left to film the footage and told him that she knew nothing, saw nothing and heard nothing. Hurricane said he understood and that he hadn't told Kane where the idea had come from.
The only other thing she was concerned about was Shawn. He had told her he would be in Detroit to pay Hunter a little visit, but wouldn't explain exactly what "a little visit" meant. She guessed she would just have to wait and find out.
Meanwhile, she noticed that Ric seemed to be going out of his way to be nice to her, especially when Hunter wasn't around. His behaviour perplexed her. What could he be up to? When Hunter was around, Ric treated her as he would any other employee.
She was having breakfast in the hotel restaurant one morning when Ric sat down at her table.
"Mind if I join you?" he asked.
Evie was just about to take another bite of her food when he asked. She glanced up at him as he put the napkin in his lap. "Well, I guess not," she responded cautiously.
"You know, I don't get an opportunity to really talk to you. We've been so busy with a lot of things. And I realized that I really don't know you that well." He signaled the waitress for some coffee. When she had poured him a cup and left, he took a sip.
Evie eyed him warily, wondering what the hell he was up to. "Is that right? Hunter hasn't told you anything about me?"
"No," said Ric before taking another sip of coffee. He smiled disarmingly. "That is to say, he only told me that you were sent to him by Linda McMahon when he was in Birmingham for rehab. He didn't go into any details."
Evie carefully placed her fork on her plate and sat back. "Why this interest in me Ric?"
He shrugged his shoulders. "Like I said, I don't know you that well. For instance, where did you learn self-defense?'
"I learned it in Chicago. A family friend owns a gym and he has a black belt in ju jitsu and tae kwan do. He used to teach women's self defense classes. He taught me."
"So you're from Chicago then? Did you grow up there or are you a recent transplant?"
Evie wiped her mouth to give herself a second or two to think. Why was he so interested in her all of a sudden? "I've lived there most of my life. However, I lived in Los Angeles for a couple of years after I graduated from college."
Ric raised his eyebrows. "Really? L.A.? I'd never guess that about you. Did you like it there?"
A wry smile appeared on Evie's lips. "It was... an experience to say the least. But no, I didn't like it there."
He finished the last of his coffee and set the cup down. "How did you get to be a personal assistant?"
What the hell is going on here? she thought. She briefly entertained the idea that he was hitting on her. That's ridiculous. He's almost old enough to be my father.
She smothered a chuckle at that thought and answered his question. "I worked for a friend of mine for a few years as his personal assistant. He had his fingers in almost all the pies of the social circles in Chicago. He was an entertainment director. You know, big parties and such. When anyone wanted a lavish production and had the money to spend, they went to him."
They sat and talked for a little longer. Ric asking questions and she answered them. Evie started to feel like she was interviewing for a date or something. It was weird. After a while, they both stood up to leave. Evie reached for the check, but Ric beat her to it.
"Allow me," he said as he took it. He walked over to the register before she could protest and paid the bill.
She picked up her purse and pulled out a few dollars for the tip. Before she could lay it on the table, Ric had come back.
"Oh no, that's not right." He quickly laid a five dollar bill on the table.
"Ric, that wasn't necessary," she objected. Again she wondered what he was up to.
Ric simply smiled. "My treat. Don't worry about it."
"Well," she flustered. "That's very nice of you. Thank you."
They walked out into the hotel proper. Ric stopped to pick up a paper, all the while still asking her questions. They stood in the lobby chatting when Evie looked over Ric's shoulder to see Hunter walking towards them, a scowl on his face.
Ric noticed her looking at something and turned to see what it was. When he saw Hunter, he put a smile on his face. "Hey Hunter," he said heartily.
Hunter stopped in front of both of them. He turned his gaze to Evie. "Don't you think you better have the front desk call for the limo? We gotta get to the airport."
Evie took the hint and walked to the desk to talk to the clerk. Hunter looked at Ric, the scowl still on his face. "What the hell is going on here?" He had seen them laughing and talking and quickly became furious. He had repeatedly told Ric to leave her alone. Obviously Ric had a hearing problem.
"Nothing Hunter," Ric bluffed. "Why? Should there be?"
Hunter leaned closer to Ric, still scowling. "I told you to lay off Evie."
Ric held out his hands as he smiled. "Who said I was bothering her?" He knew he had to fast talk his way out of this one. Hunter had told him more than once to leave Evie alone, but Ric was never one to take orders. "I ran into her in the lobby and was just talking to her for a couple of minutes. Take it easy will ya?"
Hunter narrowed his eyes. He knew Ric well enough to know when he was lying. "Don't bullshit me Flair. Do yourself a favour and leave her alone."
He did not want Ric anywhere near Evie unless it was business related. In fact, he didn't want anyone near Evie at all unless it was business related. He kept telling himself it was because he didn't need the added mess and stress of the situation, but deep down, it was because he still loved her.
Ric had noticed Hunter and Evie's behaviour towards one another. It had become apparent to him that something had happened between them in Vegas because they were even colder towards each other than before. From time to time Ric would catch Hunter watching Evie when he thought no one was looking. Ric wasn't stupid. He knew there was something there. Question was what was it?
Ric lowered his voice. "First of all, don't threaten me. Secondly, I will talk to who I want, when I want." He shrugged his shoulders. "I mean, with you telling me to leave her alone, I'm starting to think you got something for her." He leaned in closer. "Do you?"
Hunter looked over towards the counter and saw Evie talking on her cell phone. He turned his gaze back to Ric, debating on whether or not to tell him what had been going on with Evie. Then again, he didn't want Ric taking up with her. That was all Hunter needed. "Look Ric, I don't care if you talk to her about work or whatever, but outside of business hours, let her alone. Okay?"
Not a good enough answer, thought Ric. He shook his head. "Until you give me a concrete reason why I should leave her alone, she's fair game." He started walking back to the elevators, not caring if Hunter responded or not.
Hunter watched him walk away. Dammit! I don't need this shit. Maybe I should get rid of her. Tell her she's fired. Something.
He threw up his hands in exasperation. "Who am I kidding? I can't do it."
"Can't do what?" Evie asked behind him.
Hunter turned around. "Nothing."
She eyed him skeptically, but changed the subject. "The limo will be here shortly, so we had better get our things."
Hunter simply nodded and walked off to the elevator. Evie trailed behind him, wondering what had happened between Hunter and Ric. Hunter hadn't looked too pleased to see her and Ric talking to each other. In fact, he had looked furious.
Somebody's jealous perhaps? She scoffed at that thought as the elevator ascended to their floor. Yeah right. After what Hunter called me? I seriously doubt he's jealous.
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They were in Detroit and Evie had listened as Hunter outlined to the set up crew what he wanted set up in the ring. As soon as the men had left, she asked Hunter if that wasn't taking things a bit too far.
"Evie I don't give a damn what you think. This is my business, not yours. So unless I ask for your opinion, I don't want to hear another word about it," Hunter said viciously. He stalked back to his dressing room.
Evie shook her head as she watched him retreat. He was worried because Ric hadn't arrived yet. Ric had flown home to take care of some family business a couple days ago. Hunter had avoided her as much as humanly possible.
As she started to head back to Hunter's room, her cell phone rang.
"This is Evie."
"Evie, its Ric. Would you let Hunter know I'm on my way. I'll be there as soon as I can."
Evie kept walking while Ric was talking. "He's on his way out to the ring to do his bit, but when he's done, I'll tell him." She turned a corner. "Where are you?"
"Still at the airport. We ran into some bad weather and they couldn't take off. It just started clearing up," Ric answered.
"All right. Call when you get in, I'll have a car waiting." He thanked her and hung up. Evie had almost made it to Hunter's room, when Hurricane appeared out of nowhere.
"Citizen Evie, I wanted to let you know that the Easter egg is in the basket," he said mysteriously and then took off.
Evie chuckled and walked in to watch the monitor. Hunter didn't suspect anything. He was too wrapped up in his own agenda. She sat down on the sofa and watched the events unfold.
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J.R. and Jerry Lawler both wondered why there was a casket set up at ringside. They speculated on what Hunter was going to do with it. J.R. stated that Hunter's actions last week on that tape were deplorable. Both men became quiet as Hunter climbed into the ring and set a folding chair in the ring and then proceeded to talk.
"Ladies and gentlemen, tonight I have a special guest that I'm going to bring out later. But first I have a personal message for Kane. Kane, just a bit of advice, but next time you stuff someone into the trunk of a car, make sure there's not one of those child safety latches on the roof. The person in the trunk can just pull it and get out before the other person drives off."
He paced around the ring as he continued. "Now a lot of people were offended by that tape last week. A lot of people thought it was absolutely disgusting. People went to the lengths of saying that they will never watch this show again. Now I have to agree with them, because the things that Kane did to that poor girl's dead body were disgusting."
Hunter continued by saying that the only person that they haven't heard from about the tape was Katie Vick herself. Hunter had the casket opened and there was "Katie". He took the mannequin out of the coffin and laid her on the apron. The legs splayed open and Hunter laughed.
"Katie, for God's sake, close your legs." He moved forward to close her legs and bumped into the hand that had fallen down alongside the apron.
Hunter jumped back. "Hey! Whoa now! Watch those hands!" He gave the body a shove. "Get in the ring."
Katie rolled over on her stomach, her backside in the air. Hunter climbed into the ring. "Katie, Katie. No wonder Kane liked you so much."
He pulled her up and sat in the chair, with "Katie" on his lap. He proceeded to ask her if she was offended by the tape that aired last week. Katie said, or rather Hunter said in a fake feminine voice, that she wasn't offended, but that it was painful. Hunter asked her why it was so painful and "she" responded that it was because of Kane's burnt little wiener.
Hunter adjusted Katie on his lap and went on to make reference to Kane's chestnuts roasting on an open fire long ago. He became serious after that comment.
"Now Katie, a lot of these people here were seriously offended last week. Now I've got news for you. If you were seriously offended, I seriously don't give a damn." He stood up and placed Katie in a sitting position on the chair. "I will do what I wanna do when I wanna do it. And nobody, nobody is gonna..."
Hunter was cut off as Hurricane's music started up. Hunter removed his jacket and walked over to the ropes facing the ramp as Hurricane appeared at the top.
"Triple H, it seems that you're in a pretty good mood tonight. But last week, when RAW went off the air and Kane stuffed you in the trunk of that car, you were not laughing, oh no, not at all. But now you're all smiles, you're all giggles you're all chuckles. Whassup wit dat?"
Hunter smirked at Hurricane. "I'll tell you what's up with that you little comic book freak. Nothing is up. Nothing happened to me last week." His tone became mocking. "I pulled the little safety latch, the trunk popped open and I escaped out of the trunk and got away."
Hurricane folded his arms over his chest. "Is that so? Is that so, so, so? Well explain to the Hurricane, to the Hurri-fans and to the Kanenites. Explain the footage that I acquired from a local hospital later that night, of you in the operating room. Hurricane gestured to the Titan Tron. "Roll the footage."
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Evie watched in amusement as the footage of someone with a Hunter mask on lay face down on an operating table while a doctor and nurse proceeded to pull various items out of his backside.
She clapped a hand over her mouth as the first item came out. It was a sledgehammer. Unable to contain herself, Evie started laughing. Leave it to Hurricane to put that in there, so to speak. She watched as the doctor and nurses pulled out some magician's scarves, a hand, a squirrel, a gear shift assembly, a steering wheel and finally Hunter's head. She was doubled up on the sofa, shaking with laughter.
The footage stopped rolling and the camera cut back to Hunter. He went ballistic in the ring, beating up the mannequin, stomping on it and then tossing it to the outside where he threw it against the metal stairs.
Kane's pyro went off and he came out. He ran to the ring and immediately started hammering on Hunter. Security rushed out to pull them apart but Kane threw them out of the way. Hunter recovered and quickly got a few blows in, but Kane came at him with both fists. They continued to fight.
Finally, Eric Bischoff came out and the officials managed to pry the two men apart. Immediately Bischoff made a casket match for the main event, Kane versus Triple H.
Evie quickly wiped her face and drank some water to calm down a bit before Hunter came back. The footage had done its job of pissing Hunter off. Thanks to Hurricane and Kane. She took a deep breath and blew it out. She did feel a bit better now that Hunter had gotten a taste of his own medicine. She chuckled again as she thought about it.
The door slammed open and Hunter stumbled in. He glanced around and spotted Evie. "Did you hear anything from Ric?" he asked as he collapsed on the sofa.
"He called and said he was on his way. The weather was bad so they weren't able to take off on time."
"Shit," he mumbled, then gestured to the monitor. "Did you see that crap?"
"Yeah," she replied simply.
"I can't believe this shit. First I get insulted by Kane of all people and then Bischoff puts me in a coffin match with Kane later tonight." He sat up and motioned her to hand him his bag.
She tossed it to him. "Well did you expect Kane not to retaliate?"
"I didn't think he had the brains to come up with what he did," Hunter retorted. "Big red retard," he muttered as he pulled out his gear.
Evie picked up her phone as he pulled out his boots. "Should I get your water?" she asked.
"Yeah," he said shortly.
Evie walked out and waited until she was far enough before she started laughing softly. As she walked past the parking area doors, someone approached her. She looked up and saw Shawn.
"What are you doing here?" she asked.
Shawn grinned. "You know you're an evil woman don't you?"
"Learned from the best. But I can't take all the credit."
He laughed. "Still, that was pretty funny. He doesn't know you set him up does he?"
Evie shook her head. "Nope, not unless you tell him." She looked around. Does anyone know you're here?"
"Just a couple of people beside you," he replied.
"Then you better disappear before someone sees you."
Shawn opened his arms. "Consider me gone, but I'll see you later doll."
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Hunter watched as highlights of Shawn's appearance was shown on the monitor. He grimaced at the screen as he finished lacing up his boot. There was no way Shawn was a hundred percent ready to get back in the ring. Especially with him. Obviously Shawn's injury wasn't a serious as he had thought.
Next time, it will be. Next time its gonna be the end of HBK.
He finished lacing up his other boot just as Evie walked in. "Did you get my water?" he asked without looking up.
She dropped it on the sofa next to him just as Kane appeared on camera with Jonathan Coachman. Coach told Kane that his match with Hunter was a non-title match. Kane responded that it wasn't about the title. It was personal.
Not even five minutes after that, there was a knock at the dressing room door. Evie opened it to find Coach and the camera on the other side.
"Can we get a word with Triple H?" he asked.
Evie turned to look at Hunter. He shrugged and walked over to the door. "Make it quick Coach," Hunter grumbled.
The camera came up and Coach held the mic to his mouth. "Triple H, do you have any reaction to what Kane said earlier?"
"You know Coach, I'm scared."
Coach looked at Hunter curiously. "Scared? Why would you be scared?"
Hunter leaned towards the mic. "The last time Kane was in a coffin, he got horny and I'm scared that he just might do that tonight. Kane isn't my type. I'm not interested in him that way. The one thing I am interested in is kicking Kane's ass."
Coach changed the subject. "What is your reaction to HBK Shawn Michael's comments?"
Hunter smirked. "There is no way on earth that Shawn can convince me that he's a hundred percent. No way at all." He stopped talking as he heard his cell phone ring. Hunter stepped back into his dressing room to answer it, closing the door behind him.
"Yeah?"
"Hunter! It's Ric!"
"Where the hell are you man?"
"I'm at the airport now. My plane was late because…" he was cut off by Hunter.
"Yeah I know, by bad weather. Evie told me. Just hurry up and try to make it here will ya?"
Ric answered that he would and Hunter hung up. "Evie? Where are you?" he called out.
Evie came out of the bathroom, adjusting her skirt. "What?"
His eyes briefly fell to her legs, exposed by the short skirt. A pang of desire startled him and he quickly raised his eyes up to look at her face. He cleared his throat. "Ric just called and he's on his way. If he's not here by the time I go on, make sure he gets to the ring as soon as he comes in."
She noticed they way he had looked at her legs, but ignored it. If he wanted something, that was too bad. He could get I from one of his little friends because she sure as hell wasn't going to give it to him. "I'll make sure he does," she replied.
"Good." Hunter held out his hands. "I need you to tape me up."
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Kane took the advantage early on in the match. He hammered away on Hunter in the corner and then power slammed him. He rolled Hunter towards the casket, but Hunter rolled out of the way to the outside of the ring. Kane threw him back in and power slammed Hunter again. Kane tossed Hunter over the ropes to the outside again. Hunter stumbled to his feet and grabbed the ring bell and nailed Kane over the head with it.
They both got back into the ring and continued to hammer on each other. Hunter gave Kane a spine buster followed by a knee to the face and then a DDT. He rolled Kane towards the casket, but Kane retaliated by punching Hunter. Somehow Kane got to the top rope, but Hunter quickly followed and suplexed Kane from the second rope. He managed to get Kane into the casket, but before he could close it, Kane had him by the throat.
Kane punched Hunter and climbed out of the casket. Hunter recovered and went for a Pedigree but Kane reversed it into a back body drop. Hunter got back to his feet and applied a sleeper hold to Kane. Again, Kane reversed it to a back body drop. Hunter hit Kane repeatedly, but it had no affect on him. Kane clotheslined Hunter, but Hunter got to his feet in time to receive a boot to the face from Kane.
Hunter climbed to his feet and Kane clotheslined him into the corner and then sidewalk slammed Hunter. Kane climbed to the top rope again and waited for Hunter to get up. As soon as he got to his feet, Kane came off the top rope and delivered a flying clothesline. Kane jerked Hunter off the floor by the neck, but Hunter gave Kane a low blow. While Kane was writhing on the mat, Hunter climbed out of the ring and then returned with a steel chair. He nailed Kane with it twice.
Suddenly Shawn Michaels came out of nowhere and knocked Hunter to the mat. Hunter got up and charged towards Shawn, but Shawn nailed Hunter with a super kick. Kane had collected himself and choke slammed Hunter, rolled him into the casket and closed the lid for the win.
Shawn's music started playing and he stood on top of the casket and did his signature dance.
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Evie sat on the sofa watching the monitor with a grin on her face. Hunter had definitely gotten what he deserved. Well, part of it at least. She chuckled as Shawn did his little dance on the casket. He hadn't lied; it was a little visit. And a little kick in the face too.
She got up and collected her phone. She decided to head down to triage and check to see if he was okay since Ric wasn't there to do it.
Before she had closed the door behind her, Shawn came up to her in the hallway.
"Were you watching?" he asked, his eyes shining with excitement.
Evie laughed. "Oh yeah. Like I would miss it?"
"And this is only the beginning," Shawn replied. "I'm going to make that man miserable."
"I'm sure you will." She smiled again. "I gotta get going," she said as she nodded her head in the direction of the triage area.
"I'll call and check up on you later on in the week. If he's giving you a problem, just let me know."
"Don't worry, I will," she replied as she walked away.
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A/N: Thanks again for the reviews! They are greatly appreciated. Hope you all enjoyed this chapter. More is on its way as soon as I can get it finished.
*The italicized quote is from Ulysses by James Joyce