Kane sat in his brother's dressing room with Sara when Undertaker went out for his match. It was so hard to stay awake. His eyes just kept closing.

"No…" Sara laughed as she threw a balled up sock at him.

"I wasn't sleeping." The big man pouted and threw it back, missing completely.

"So Kane…" Sara started scooting closer to him. He raised an eyebrow at her tone.

"Oh no, whatever it is, no!" Kane teased and grabbed his mask, cinching it down tightly so she couldn't see his face.

"Kane!" She pushed him over playfully. "Tell me what's going on." She smiled.

"Going on with what?" He blushed against his will, knowing full well what she wanted to know.

"Oh come on, I want to know about this new girl." Sara said ready to gossip like a teenager.

"You met her didn't you?" He asked still laying on the bench.

"Yes I met her but…" she said stretching for the right phrasing. "I want to know what YOU think of her." She smiled at him expectantly. "I promise I won't tell Mark." Sara smiled wider. Kane sighed and shook his head.

"I…like her." He finally said, a giddy grin spreading across his face.

Sara frowned and reached over to pull his mask off. Kane flailed his arms in an attempt to subvert her: he failed.

"Come on, give it back…" Kane whined rolling onto his back and kicking feebly at her.

"Not until you tell me what's going on between you and Robin." His sister-in-law pushed waggling his mask above him.

"I don't know…" He started slightly exasperated. "I said I like her." He blushed again and covered his face with his arms.

"Well, was that her Trans Am in your driveway the day I came by?"

"Yes…" He said sarcastically. Sara stuck her tongue out at him.

"So?" She pressed again.

"She…she's great…" He finally conceded. "If this is Vince's way of punishing me, I should make him mad more often." Kane was smiling ear to ear. "Talking to her is easy. I can't get enough of her." Sara just grinned down at him. "Are you happy now?" She nodded and kissed him lightly on the forehead.

"Good, I'm glad. Mark was worried she might have been using you." Kane sat up.

"What do you mean he was afraid she was using me? Using me for what?" He said, his expression turning very dark suddenly.

"Well, for her career maybe…" Sara said haltingly, afraid she'd said something terribly wrong.

"How could she do that?"

"Well, Mr. McMahon put her in a storyline with you…"

"So you're saying that she's pretending to be interested in me to get airtime?" Kane said getting angry.

"No, no not at all. You know how your brother gets… He just worries for you. He always jumps to the worst conclusion, you know?" Sara stammered trying desperately to explain.

"Let me guess, that's the only reason a woman like her would want me. Right? No one like her would want me for any reason other than to further her career. That's it isn't it?" Kane grabbed his mask from her and strapped it back on, flinching slightly as it pressed into his bandaged temple.

"Oh God Kane, no. That's not it at all." She tried to make him understand. "All we're saying is be careful. We don't want you to get hurt."

"Sara, you don't know her. This is the first time I've ever felt this for anyone. Just let me have it." Kane sighed in worry and exasperation.

She lowered her eyes, all of a sudden very embarrassed to have mentioned anything at all.

"If you're happy, then I'm happy." She whispered squeezing her big brother's shoulder.

"She makes me happy." Kane mumbled as he stared at the monitor.

"Then I'm satisfied. You know I love ya like a brother right?" She elbowed him in the ribs. Kane chuckled and nodded as he threw his arm around her shoulders, hugging her tight.

Kane glanced back to the monitor on the wall. His brother was celebrating. Apparently, he'd won.

"Looks like Mark will be back soon. I'm going to go find Robin." Kane said standing slowly.

"Be careful with that head." Sara winked.

"Why don't you and my brother come over for dinner next week some time? Then you can see for yourselves." Sara smiled nodding vehemently.

"That'd be great."

Kane nodded satisfied and walked out the door in search of Robin.

"Hey, big man." Steve yelled as he saw Kane emerge from the Undertaker's dressing room. He didn't stop. Steve frowned, unused to people ignoring him. "Hey ya big red idiot, I'm talking to you."

This time Kane turned and staggered leaning against the wall to cover his disorientation.

"You okay?" Steve asked walking up, concerned by the bigger man's demeanor.

"Yeah, brass knuckles to the temple. I've had worse. Kane said shrugging the wooziness off. "What'd you want?"

"Kane, it goes like this. Vince has me scheduled to pick a fight with you." Kane stood to his full seven feet.

"Why are you telling me this?" He growled.

"Because Stone Cold Steve Austin doesn't beat on people he doesn't have a problem with." Kane cocked his head slightly, listening. "…and I don't have a problem with you're little girlfriend. Hell, I don't even know who she is."

"I take it you have a plan?" Kane asked crossing his big arms across his chest.

"I got an idea, yeah. I'll let you know in Atlanta. Make sure your girl's with you." Kane nodded, still leery of the Rattlesnake.

"Alright, two days. I'll bring Robin." The two men clasped forearms and headed down the hall in opposite directions.