The atmosphere was dreary, the wait was tormenting. So many feelings
playing around inside The Undertaker as he waited, and waited. Kurt gave
his shoulder a little squeeze, knowing the pain of waiting in a hospital,
surrounded by silence as the wait to find out if a loved one has a chance
of surviving the worst killed you slowly.
A nurse, her face solemn, not able to hide her true feelings, readable like
an open book, Kurt and Taker stood, their hearts sank.
"You are Kane's brother right?"
"That's right, this is my partner" Kurt nodded at Undertaker statement.
"Okay, I'm afraid he's in theatre at the moment, but if you would like to follow me into my office we'll discuss this more privately." Her blonde hair tied back in a bun shook as she walked, the two much larger men following her.
A loud bang of a door slamming turned the attention of the three people. Down the corridor the receptionist was alarmed to find she was dealing with a hysterical patient. "Kane! He's called Kane! He....wears a mask! WWE wrestler! My tag team partner! Please is he here!? Is he alright?!? Please say he's alive!" The panic and fear swirled in his eyes; a large hand grabbed his shoulder. He turned, looked up into the jade eyes of The Undertaker. "Hey." Mark knew exactly how Kane felt about Rob, he saw it in his little brothers eye every match he watched on Raw with them together. He saw the same thing in Rob's eyes and knew it was true. "Calm down, come with us. Were going to find out how he is" Rob slowly nodded. He felt Kurt's arm around his shoulder as they walked down the white corridor. "He'll be fine. He's strong"
The pokey office was cramped but they didn't care. Kurt waited outside, while Rob sat down on a chair next to Taker. "He's being taken to intensive care....if he survives theatre"
"What do you mean if!" Rob yelled
"He's condition is critical, he may not survive. So far, they have had to amputed his left leg"
The sentence hit them both like a bullet to the heart. "His leg..." Rob's voice trembling, barley above a whisper. Undertaker shook his head, the realism of the situation, the seriousness grabbed him, shook him violently.
"He's a wrestler, how the hell is he going to cope without a leg!?"
"I'm sorry but that's the consequence..."
"CONSEQUENCE? KANE'S LIFE HAS BEEN FILLED WITH BAD CONSEQUENCES YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND! YOU HAVE TO SAVE HIM! You have..to...please" He broke down, Undertaker comforted him, holding him, but it was nothing compared to the way Kane held him, comforted him....loved him.
:::Beep::::Beep::::
Rob, I love you....I love you Rob Van Dam.
:::::Beep:::::Beep:::::
AUTHORS NOTE: Sorry it was a really short chapeter but I have a bit of writers block for this story but I will continue know I've finally wrote something! Please read and review!
"That's right, this is my partner" Kurt nodded at Undertaker statement.
"Okay, I'm afraid he's in theatre at the moment, but if you would like to follow me into my office we'll discuss this more privately." Her blonde hair tied back in a bun shook as she walked, the two much larger men following her.
A loud bang of a door slamming turned the attention of the three people. Down the corridor the receptionist was alarmed to find she was dealing with a hysterical patient. "Kane! He's called Kane! He....wears a mask! WWE wrestler! My tag team partner! Please is he here!? Is he alright?!? Please say he's alive!" The panic and fear swirled in his eyes; a large hand grabbed his shoulder. He turned, looked up into the jade eyes of The Undertaker. "Hey." Mark knew exactly how Kane felt about Rob, he saw it in his little brothers eye every match he watched on Raw with them together. He saw the same thing in Rob's eyes and knew it was true. "Calm down, come with us. Were going to find out how he is" Rob slowly nodded. He felt Kurt's arm around his shoulder as they walked down the white corridor. "He'll be fine. He's strong"
The pokey office was cramped but they didn't care. Kurt waited outside, while Rob sat down on a chair next to Taker. "He's being taken to intensive care....if he survives theatre"
"What do you mean if!" Rob yelled
"He's condition is critical, he may not survive. So far, they have had to amputed his left leg"
The sentence hit them both like a bullet to the heart. "His leg..." Rob's voice trembling, barley above a whisper. Undertaker shook his head, the realism of the situation, the seriousness grabbed him, shook him violently.
"He's a wrestler, how the hell is he going to cope without a leg!?"
"I'm sorry but that's the consequence..."
"CONSEQUENCE? KANE'S LIFE HAS BEEN FILLED WITH BAD CONSEQUENCES YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND! YOU HAVE TO SAVE HIM! You have..to...please" He broke down, Undertaker comforted him, holding him, but it was nothing compared to the way Kane held him, comforted him....loved him.
:::Beep::::Beep::::
Rob, I love you....I love you Rob Van Dam.
:::::Beep:::::Beep:::::
AUTHORS NOTE: Sorry it was a really short chapeter but I have a bit of writers block for this story but I will continue know I've finally wrote something! Please read and review!