Fire in Her Head
Chapter Eleven
A/N: Alrighty then, I think I will be writing a sequel XD. But first I want to write at least 10-15 more chapters for this story before I do anything else.
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Maegan pressed the buttons on Kane's radio. They were five minutes away from the Arena and Maegan couldn't keep still. Flicking through the stations every two seconds drove Kane insane and she knew it too.
"Stop it." Kane whined, gripping onto the steering wheel.
"Nope, I need to find a good song, plus I like pressing buttons." Maegan laughed, turning the volume up and down and switching between stations.
Kane snatched at Maegan's hands when she went to push another button, she grinned and watched him sigh in relief, the volume was down and the car remained silent. Except for when Maegan would randomly giggle at Kane or something she saw.
He glanced at her and smiled underneath his mask. These past few weeks were amazing for him; he had the girl of his dreams sitting right next to him talking and laughing like the madwoman that she is.
"Wanna come over to my place?" Maegan asked all of a sudden.
"What?"
"I asked if you would like to stay over at my house when we go to San Fran next week, it saves you and me going to a hotel. I mean if you don't want to then it's fine." She rambled on shyly.
"Sure… would Mark and Sara be staying too?" He asked, parking the truck skilfully in the under ground car park.
"Well, I was…you know hoping I wouldn't have to ask them so me and you could spend some alone time together."
Kane chuckled, she's so cute when she blushes and mumbles on.
"They wouldn't care if that's what you're worrying about, they have to leave us alone sometime…Oh shit." Kane said his eyes locked on Shane McMahon who was standing in front of the back entrance door, talking to the security guard.
Maegan followed his gaze to her cousin and crossed her arms under her breasts.
"What are we going to do now? I mean, how are we going to get in there without us being caught…" Maegan said, she sighed and looked at Kane for answers.
"I don't know. I suppose we could walk over there hand in hand and tell him to shove it," He stopped at the look Maegan was giving him, he continued on anyway. "Or one of us could jump out take our stuff and wait for someone to come and pretend we took a lift with them."
"Sounds like a plan…"
Maegan smiled into the truck where Kane currently sat as she walked with The Hurricane into the arena.
They got past Shane unnoticed and Maegan breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thanks heaps, I owe you one." Maegan smiled at the green haired man.
"Your welcome. If you are ever in trouble call my name and well, you get the idea."
Greg and Maegan grinned at each other and he waltzed away. She walked a little further down the hall and waited for Kane. She didn't wait long as Kane came barging through the door; he quickened his pace when he saw Maegan.
"Don't ask." He said, taking hold of her small hand and dragging her down the hallway to the shared men's locker room.
He opened the door and threw his duffel bag onto the bench; he pulled Maegan into a hug and held her tightly.
"Uh, Kane?" Came her muffled voice, her face pressed up against his chest.
"Mmm?" He asked, his fingers brushing up against her chin, he tilted her head upwards gently.
Maegan smiled softly. "I lo…"
Chris Jericho slammed the door open, cutting off the young McMahon in mid sentence. He stopped and stared at the couple.
"What are you guys doing in here?" He asked, glancing now and then at the door beside him.
"We could ask the same about you." Kane replied gruffly.
"Well, it is the men's locker rooms. I can be here if I want." Jericho said defensively.
Maegan looked up at Kane, a confused expression on her face. Kane tilted his head at Chris, seemingly confused as well.
"Uh, yeah okay. I think we'll leave you be." Kane muttered, taking hold of Maegan once more and walking pass the blonde Canadian.
"What a nut bag." Maegan concluded, obviously talking about Chris Jericho who hadn't came out of the locker rooms yet. Kane laughed, agreeing with her. They turned the corner and Maegan was tackled to the floor with Jeff Hardy atop of her.
"Hi, thanks for dropping in." Maegan said, smiling at the purple and green haired high-flyer.
"Hi and you're welcome. Doing anything tonight?" Jeff winked, not yet aware of Kane behind him.
"Hardy, if you had enough sense you'd get off of her." Kane spoke, his possessiveness of Maegan taking over.
Jeff's eyes widened and he rolled off Maegan, grinning sheepishly at them both.
"Sorry about that, um. Have either of you seen Jericho?"
"Yeah, he's in the locker room, why?" Maegan asked, taking Jeff's hand and standing up.
"Oh nothing really, just wanted to know where he is. Anyway, catch ya later Mae." Jeff smiled once more and jogged off towards the locker room, in search of Y2J.
Maegan sat alone in the cafeteria, while Kane had a match against Edge. Bringing the fork up to her lips she took a bite of the hot lasagne, as she watched Kane push Edge into the turnbuckle and hit him with a few left and right hands on the TV.
"Boo." Jeff breathed in her ear, scaring her to death.
Maegan jumped and let out a small squeal. Jeff laughed and took a seat beside her.
"I hate you." Maegan joked, smiling the Hardy Boy.
"Love you too kid. How are ya?" Jeff asked, returning her smile.
"Pretty good. Get Jericho?" Maegan asked, taking another bite of her meal.
A sly grin made its way on his face and he nodded. "Yup, now he'll learn not to mess with a Hardy."
She laughed and glanced at the TV, just in time to see Kane get speared by Edge. Maegan gasped and placed her fork down, her jaw slightly open to form an "o" of her mouth. Jeff turned.
"Ah, he'll be alright. He's gone through worse." He said, turning back and pinching a bit from Maegan's dinner.
"I know, but I don't want him to get hurt…"
"You really love him don't you?" Jeff asked seriously.
Maegan nodded. "Of course I love him, promise me you won't tell anyone else? I don't mind if it's Matt or Lita but if my family find out I'm in deep shit."
"Yeah, sure." Jeff smiled.
"Thankyou." She grinned and finished her meal, with Jeff helping.
Maegan pushed the plate back and watched the end of the match. Kane was on his feet but it was obvious he was slowing down. He punched Edge a couple of times, the sound loud as it connected to Edge's body.
The crowed cheered loudly and the camera turned to the left. Christian, was running down the ramp, two steel chairs in hand.
"Oh my God." Maegan murmured, her eyes glued to the TV.
Kane continued to punch Edge, his fists hitting Edge's jaw numerous times. The Ref was knocked out and was unable to stop and pull away the 7' Machine.
Kane was unaware of the crowed cheering louder or for Christian coming into the ring.
Edge used his strength and pushed Kane backwards kicking him in the abdomen, he doubled over. Something flew past Kane's head, he was grateful that he didn't stand.
Getting his breath back, Kane stood to his full height. Pain, immense pain and ringing echoed in his ears.
'Conchairto. Those fucking bastards.' Kane thought as he dropped to his knees and world for our Big Red Machine went temporarily black.
"Kane!" Maegan yelled, she roughly sent the plastic chair onto the floor as she shot up and took no time by running out of the cafeteria, her thoughts on Kane.
The Undertaker saw Maegan in the Guerrilla Pit and jogged up to her quickly, telling her the news.
"Kane's up, he's walking up the ramp now."
Maegan sighed in relief. "Thank God…"
Kane stumbled to the back, holding his head in his hands. His head still vibrated from the force of the two chair colliding into his skull. EMT's circled him, but he pushed them back with little effort.
Two cold hands gently pulled his head down. Maegan smiled softly at him.
"You okay?" She asked, kissing him.
"Aspirin. I need Aspirin." Kane growled out the headache putting him in a bad mood.
"I've got some in my bag, bro." Neither of them noticed that Mark was behind them.
"Thanks, we'll be outside." Maegan said, bringing Kane's hands down. Taking one hand she slowly led him away from the Guerrilla Pit.
Laughing and cheering stopped and turned her in her tracks, Edge and Christian were celebrating.
"How dare they!" Maegan spoke, leaving Kane where he was she stomped towards the partying brothers.
"Maegan, don't." Kane called out, figuring out what she was going to do.
She didn't hear him, walking up to Edge first she smiled.
"Congratulations." She said, rearing her hand back and slapping him across the face with all her might.
"What the fuck?" He stood there stunned.
"Hey, what do you think you're doing!" Christian yelled at her, he grabbed Maegan by her shoulders, glaring at her.
"Oh, don't think I've forgotten about you either!" She snapped, kneeing him squarely in the groin.
Christian gasped and clutched onto his family jewels, satisfied Maegan walked away.
No one hurts Kane or herself and gets away with it…
A/N: Another chapter gone, YAY! I am so happy about how this story has turned out and I'm also happy about all the reviews I've been getting. Keep it up. Continue to review and I shall continue to post for all of you awesome readers!
Thanks muchly, til chapter 12!