Fire in Her Head
Chapter FourA/N: Much thanks to Devina1980, Dark Samaritan, John 'N Shannon's Baby Gurl, chrstinb21, GothOne666, shinebright-starlight, huntersgirl, bkerbunny, ShadowVixen and Rawemotion for the sweet reviews. And also thankyou to the people who added me to their watch list and favourites!
Disclaimer: I only own Maegan and the people you don't recognise. Everyone else belongs to V. McMahon and WWE.
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The ride to the restaurant was a quiet one. Sara and Mark did most of the talking while Kane and Maegan sat in the back of Mark's rental staring out the windows. Occasionally would one of them glance at each other, only to have the other one smile or nod to whatever Sara or Mark had said.
They finally arrived at the Moroccan Restaurant called the Mecca Bar. Maegan stepped out of the navy blue SUV; she walked to the entrance her teal eyes glued to the flickering red and orange sign.
They sat around a reserved table at the back, so no one would bother them.
"May I take your drink orders?" A middle-aged waiter asked his eyes widen when he made eye contact with the Undertaker.
"Beer, surprise me." Undertaker murmured not paying much attention.
"Make it two." Kane spoke, his eyes lowered to the white napkin.
"Three beers, Maegan?" Sara asked.
"Uh, a coke please." Maegan smiled.
"A coke?" Mark chuckled after the waiter walked away.
"Hey! I'm only 20."
The drinks came back and they ordered their Moroccan meals.
"So, Maegan tell us a bit about yourself, we only know that you're 20 and that you're related to the McMahon's." Sara said, leaning back in her chair. The 3 of them looked at Maegan with interest.
"Okay then… I was born in California, I have an older brother Jason, he's 26 now, and he's a chef along with my dad his name is Denny, his Vince's younger brother. My mom walked out on us when I was 9, I don't keep in contact with her. Um, I have a puppy, a niece, a house, a pool and a trampoline. " She finished, smiling.
"Uh huh." Mark nodded; he raised a mocking eyebrow at Sara.
"What's your puppy's name?" Kane asked quietly.
"Maynard. He's a black and white cocker spaniel. So cute, you should meet him." She nodded at Kane enthusiastically.
Kane glanced at Maegan; he gave a slight nod back to her. He loved dogs; he had two of them back home. One Great Dane named Diesel and a Rottweiler named Dr. Phibes. Beautiful well trained dogs, both good-natured towards him.
"Yeah, we have a dog too. Named Belle." Mark put in.
Maegan laughed. "Belle? Did you name her Marky?" Maegan poked her tongue out at him.
"Darlin' even though you're Vince's niece and I won't hurt ya but you're cruisin' for a bruisin'." He flashed the butter knife in her direction and rolled his eyes back so the whites were seen.
"We got her from the pound and she was already named. Marky here fell in love with her straight away, she's a Beagle." Sara informed Maegan, while poking Mark's ribs.
Maegan smiled, the meals were placed in front of the four. Maegan had ordered Kebab Koutane, 8 kebabs in a Moorish Marinade with tomato slices and parsley pieces on the side.
The young McMahon was the first to finish her meal, she played with the kebab skewers twirling them around her fingers and making the burnt sticks dance on her clean plate.
"Do you always finish your meals within 3 minutes?" Kane asked watching her.
"You should see me and Jason have food eating compet… I mean no of course not, I eat like a polite lady should."
Kane snorted and finished his beer; he wiped the side of his mask where the drink had dribbled down his chin.
He watched Maegan out of the corner of his eye; she was duelling with the skewers, hitting them against each other and making one of the skewers fall to the plate, apparently dead.
"On guard." She murmured, Kane looked down and saw she had a skewer in her hand, wanting to duel against him.
He raised an eyebrow.
"C'mon, I'm the Skewer Duelling Champion and I challenge you to a fight." She said grinning like a child.
He reached over and picked up one of her skewers.
"Mark, ring the bell." Kane said. He twisted in his seat, positioning himself better to battle the Skewer Champion. Mark looked at them and shook his head rolling his eyes skyward.
"Ding, ding you idiot."
"What do I get if I win?" Kane asked.
"Uh, what do you want?" She sounded so serious, even though she was smiling at him.
"We'll see when I beat you."
"Pfft, no one beats me!" She jabbed at his skewer with her own, starting the match.
"First time for everything." He replied, swiping at her stick sword.
"Ha."
Mark and Sara watched the two play fight.
"Ow, you stabbed me." Maegan yelped. She brought her other hand to her thumb, cradling it.
Kane placed the skewer back on the table.
"Sorry, show me." He said.
"Haha, I win!" Maegan grinned triumphantly holding the skewer to his heart.
"You cheated." Kane said, crossing his arms.
"Yeah but it worked didn't it? I am the Undisputed Skewer Queen, fear me and all my glory!"
"What do you want oh Skewer Queen?" Kane asked, playing along with her.
Maegan thought for a minute. "Train with me tomorrow." She said at last.
"Train?"
"Yeah, I'm getting a match with Sable next week and I want you to train with me." She told him. Kane agreed slowly.
"Great!" Maegan got up and flittered towards the bathroom leaving a disbelieving Kane and a laughing Mark and Sara behind.
"Bro, how do ya feel?" Mark asked when Maegan was out of earshot.
"Like I just sold my soul to a hyper kid."
"Aw, you'd guys would have fun. Oh, and she invited you to her house to meet her pup. She wants you bad boy." Mark chuckled.
"Shut up Mark!" Kane snapped.
"Kane, he was just teasing. No need to get testy." Sara said to him softly.
All was quiet when Maegan skipped back to the table; she sat down and looked at each of her friends.
"And we aren't talking why?"
"Mark's just paid the bill, so are you ready to go?" Sara asked her, changing the subject.
"Yeah sure."
The trip back to the hotel was also uneventful, no one spoke and Maegan felt the tension flowing out of Mark and Kane as they were riding on the elevator.
"Uh, what's your room number?" Maegan asked shyly to Kane.
"335." He replied in a monotone.
"Thankyou, I'll come get you in the morning 'kay?"
"What time?" His mismatched eyes studied her features, her fringe was swept to one side and her teal eyes had a spark in them that wouldn't disappear.
"8AM?"
Kane nodded. The elevator doors chimed then opened, they stepped out and walked down the lighted hallway.
"Thanks for tonight, I had a great time." Maegan said, a smile once again framing her face.
"Your welcome darlin'."
Maegan smiled and gave Sara a hug, then moving over to Mark and hugging him around the waist. She smiled up at Kane.
"Next time we'll have another Skewer Match but with different rules. Until then I am your Mighty Skewer Queen."
"Okay Your Majesty." Kane replied, Maegan grinned and hugged him, her arms wrapping around his middle. He hugged her back somewhat softly.
"Bye guys." Maegan said, waving and skipping down to her room.
"Kane, can I ask you something?" Sara asked, sitting on hers and Mark's bed. Mark had gone to have a shower, leaving the sister and brother in law alone.
"Shoot." Kane sat down on the couch, facing Sara.
"Why'd you snap at Mark?" She asked, she was concerned, her forehead slightly wrinkled up and her eyes pleaded with him to answer truthfully.
"I, I don't know to be honest. I think I can call her a friend, even though I just met her. I just don't want you both to tease me about this okay?" Kane murmured, playing with the straps of his mask.
"We won't tease you hon, I think it will do you good to spend some time with her. I think she calls you a friend now she even hugged you. Not many people can hug you that easily you of all people know that."
Kane nodded.
"Kane, are you kind of having feelings for this McMahon?" Sara asked, her voice soft and reassuring.
He shrugged. "And if I am?"
"Then I say, go for it. What's the worse that could happen?"
A/N: I know, I know another cliffy but heh lol. Also, Maynard is my actual cocker spaniel pup. I'm basing this Maynard on my own so it should be funny. Maynard's real name is. Sir Maynard Kane Batista Manson Mysterio. Lol, I actually named my dog that haha, such a long name for a little puppy. Anyway, this would have to be my most favourite chappy so far. Writing Skewer Queen was the funniest, and I hope you liked that part too, if not ahwell, more laughing for me and less for you.
Okay, enough of my rambles, til next time!