Robin sat in stunned horror while the paramedics worked on Kane. He wasn't moving. He hadn't moved since they left the arena.
"Come on baby…" She whispered crying and stoking his hair. "I love you. Please don't die."
The ambulance screeched to a halt and they wheeled him into the emergency door.
"What are we looking at here?" A doctor asked the paramedic pushing the stretcher.
"Respiration and heart rate are fine, but he's been unconscious the entire way." The doctor nodded and took over the gurney.
"Is he going to be okay?" Robin asked pleadingly. A nurse took her by the arm and ushered her toward the waiting room. "Please, is he going to be ok?"
"The doctors will do everything they can. Don't worry, sweetie." The nurse said compassionately, patting her hand. Robin smiled weakly and sat down, pulling her legs up to her chin.
"Will you come get me when he wakes up?" She asked, her voice shaking.
"Of course we will sweetie. Please, try not to worry." She said kindly and hurried off behind the restricted doors. Now alone, Robin broke down completely.
"God please let him be okay. I just found him; don't let me lose him yet." She pleaded staring out the window through her tears for what seemed like hours.
"You must be Robin." A voice from behind her said. Startled, she jumped and turned around.
"Yeah, I am." She wiped her face as she spoke.
"I'm…"
"…Paul Bearer." Robin finished for him. "Vince sent you to check on Kane I take it."
"No, actually young lady, I've come to check on my son." The short man said looking her directly in her puffy eyes and smiling. "My, he has done well for himself this time."
"How do you know how I am?" Robin asked wearily, the day's excitement catching up with her suddenly.
"Kane has told me all about you. I see he wasn't exaggerating your beauty." Robin smiled in spite of everything.
"When did he… tell you about me?" She asked.
"Oh, Kane sends me e mails all the time." The short man smiled. "Would you mind if I waited with you?" Robin motioned to the chair next to her. Robin found herself liking this round little man and they talked easily for quite some time. His engaging stories about Kane's youth took her mind off the worry.
"Excuse me, Mrs. Calloway?" Robin turned from Paul, bewildered when the nice older nurse touched her shoulder. The older woman smiled sweetly. "Your husband is awake. He's asking for you." Paul raised his eyebrows giggling at her look of confusion.
"My… husband? Is… Is he okay?" Robin was taken aback.
"Well, he's got a nasty concussion but he'll be fine." Robin jumped up.
"Oh, thank you…" She hugged the old woman impulsively. "…where is he?" The charming little nurse led her back into the ER.
"Now, I'll tell you, we had to sedate him a bit…to get that horrible mask off. He wouldn't let us look at him." The nurse said regretfully as she stopped by a curtain and ducked behind it.
"Mr. Calloway?" Robin heard from outside.
"Kane… Kane… Kane… I told you, call me Kane."
"Mr. Calloway, your wife is here." She giggled.
"OH! Robin…" Kane blathered. "Can I see her?"
"Of course you can." The curtain parted slightly and Robin stepped through.
"Hey baby…" Kane gurgled smiling.
"Are you okay?" Robin asked hurrying over and kissing his mask-less forehead. He nodded, then wobbled and grabbed his head. Robin laughed and kissed him again.
"Like I said… we had to sedate him to get that mask off." The nurse apologized.
"Joan did you mean Robin?" Kane slurred motioning the older nurse over.
"Yes dear, I brought her to you, remember?" She smiled and patted his big arm.
"I've got to check on some things, Mr. Calloway, you visit."
"Okay… Call me Kane, okay?" He mumbled and squeezed the nice lady's hand. The nurse tittered and trailed out through the curtain.
"Mrs. Calloway?" Robin giggled looking into his eyes.
"Didn't we do that?" Kane asked airily, obviously still very drugged. "My head hurts." He said pressing his bandaged temple and flinching violently.
"Well, I'm not surprised. Someone hit you hard." She said grabbing his hand before he could touch his bandage again. "Did you see who did it?" She asked as he leaned back and closed his eyes.
"Oh! I'm not supposed to go to sleep! Joan told me not to!" He babbled sitting bolt upright and grabbing his head as the room spun. "Ouch…ouch… ouch…" He lay back slowly trying not to jar his head.
"Kane, did you see who hit you?" Robin asked again.
"No…" He said putting the bend of his elbow over his eyes. Robin sighed, it would figure. "Baby, when can I get out of here? I hate hospitals…"
"I don't know hon, they didn't say." Kane pouted from under his arm and touched his bandage again, flinching. Robin grabbed his hand. "Stop that, it hurts." Kane lifted his arm enough to look at her like she was crazy.
"Mr. Calloway, your father is here to see you." Joan, the nurse poked her head in.
"Really?" He said, moving his arm and sitting up. "Wow, he doesn't waste any time. Could you bring him back please, sweetheart?" Kane said sounding more lucid. Joan nodded blushing from the "sweetheart" and pushed back the curtain to let Paul Bearer slip inside.
"Hi Dad." Kane said squeezing the bridge of his nose. It looked like the pain medication was wearing off too.
"Kane, who'd you make angry this time?" His dad chuckled good-naturedly. Paul had watched his son go through treatment for his burns, to him, a concussion was nothing. Kane laughed and hugged his father.
"For once, I don't know." His voice was tinged with pain. "I left the locker room to go find Lita. The next thing I knew, my head hurt and I hit the floor."
"No one has any reason to want you out for a while?" His father pressed. Kane shook his head. Closing his eyes, he immediately regretted it.
"Kane I was with Lita when they put you on the stretcher. She broke up with Matt today." Robin said hoping to as least assuage those worries. Kane opened his eyes and sat forward slowly.
"She did what?" He asked slowly.
"She broke up with him. I guess he wrecked her apartment and she got hurt in the process." Robin told him, her voice very serious. "I walked up as she threw a Masterlock at his head." Robin grinned.
"'You're sleeping with her aren't you…'" Kane whispered to himself. "That little son-of-a-bitch…"
"What is it?" Paul asked.
"Do me a favor baby, and find me my pants. I've got to get back there." Kane said pulling pads and wires off his chest.
"Whoa there kid, you're not going anywhere." Robin said crossing her arms over her chest.
"And just who's going to stop me?" His voice was deadly serious.
"Here Kane…" Paul Bearer handed him the plastic hospital bag full of his stuff. Robin glared at the man.
"What?" He asked her. "You're not going to stop him. Why give him a bigger headache for it?"
"You are in no condition to go pick a fight." Robin tried to reason with him.
"I've wrestled through worse."
"My dear, you're fighting a losing battle. I've never been able to keep him in a place like this for long."
"Yeah, except the one with the padded room. You made sure they kept me there." Kane said acidly and started pulling on his pants. His father looked down at the ground. The big man swung his legs over the side of the bed and hopped down.
"There, this isn't so bad…" He started to say as the room tilted ninety degrees and he found himself sliding toward the floor.
"Jesus Christ Kane…" Robin cursed under her breath as she slid under his shoulder becoming his human crutch.
"Thanks babe." He smiled down at her. "Help me out of this paper dress okay?" Robin grumbled but did as she was told.
"I really don't like this." She said. Kane snorted and patted her head, then threw his t-shirt over his head.
"Aw… Looks like I got blood on it." He grunted picking at the dried gore on his shoulder.
"Well, it's all you've got." She sighed straightening his shirt over his chest. Kane put up his arms and stretched. Robin caught him as he started teetering.
"Good as new." He chuckled righting himself. "Hey Dad, toss my mask over here." He turned and caught it.
"Mr. Calloway?" Joan swooped in with a handful of papers and stopped staring conspicuously. "You wouldn't be trying to sneak out with out your discharge papers would you?" She waved the sheaf at him.
"Not without saying good bye to you, Joan." Kane winked at her and signed the papers. The older woman tittered again, her cheeks rosy.
"Good. Now, will you have someone to keep an eye on you tonight?" The sweet nurse asked winking at Robin. "…while you REST?" She added looking sternly up at the big man.
"He'll rest… I'll make sure of it." Robin assured her. Kane chuckled and scratched at his bandage. Flinching again, he wobbled catching himself on his father's shoulder. The short man nearly toppled under his weight.
"Come on, Kane; let's get you out of here." Paul said taking his son's big arm and dragging him through the curtain.
"Mrs. Calloway?" Joan called as Robin was turning to leave. "Take good care of him, I don't think he'll do it himself." Robin chuckled.
"You have no idea. I will. Thank you for being so good to him. He's had a lot of hard times in hospitals."
"Oh sweetie, he's just a big teddy bear, a charmer even. Once we calmed him down, that is." Robin nodded smiling. She shook the nurse's hand and hurried after the others.
"Dad, I know what I'm doing." Robin heard Kane's voice booming through the parking lot.
"Robin, please tell him he can't go after Matt Hardy like… this." Paul growled motioning wildly at his son.
"Wait, what do you mean go after Matt Hardy?" Robin looked to Kane. He sighed and leaned back into Paul's front seat.
"Matt hit me." Kane said quietly.
"Are you sure?" Robin was confused. Kane nodded slowly and grabbed her hand. Pulling her to him, he kissed her and then shut the car door.
"How did he figure this out?" She asked Paul as they walked to the other side of the car.
"I don't know, he just started yelling as we walked out." They both shrugged and climbed into the car.