Glenn woke up after the exchange between Mark and Liz; he glanced up when he heard the bathroom door close, "be nice to my sister Mark. She needs to know that not all guys are after ass. Treat her like a piece of glass." Mark glanced up from writing the note when Glenn spoke. He thought over Glenn's words very carefully, "Not a problem. I even brought her a rose, a red one. You know what that means," not even waiting for Glenn to reply, "Red roses mean love." Glenn rolled his eyes, "what the hell are you doing? Why you taking her to breakfast, you aren't a nice guy." "I like her Glenn, she's different. Don't worry; I'm not going to try anything. I just want to help her. Now go back to bed so I can steal your beautiful sister." Glenn shook his head at mark's grinning face and shut his eyes, rolling on to his side and falling asleep. Liz walked into the room and told Mark she was ready, glancing at Glenn, seeing he was still out, she kissed him on the forehead before leaving the room. Mark took Liz's elbow as they walked down the hall to his room. At her questioning glance, "I just thought that we might be able to talk easier here. If it makes you uncomfortable, we go to the lobby." "No, this is fine. Thanks." He got the door, letting her walk in first. Liz was shocked at what was waiting in the room. On the table were eggs, bacon, sausage, pancakes, toast, fruit of all kinds, and juice, coffee, and milk. Also on the table was a vase of roses, most likely where he'd gotten the one from earlier, and a box with a bow. He pulled her chair out at the table without even thinking about it, his momma raised a gentleman. Liz however was still very unsure as to how to react. Mark saw the confused look on her face, "Darlin', I think that you need to get used to this if you're going to be hanging out with me, and if anyone else that you hang out with treats you any differently, you let me know so I can kick their ass." Liz glanced up wide eyed. "Uh, okay?" Mark chuckled. Handing her the wrapped box he told her that he got her a little something, they might help with 'protecting her'. "Just open it," he sighed out when she hesitated. "I'm sorry, it's just that I've never been given a present before. I am enjoying the moment." "Anyone ever give you flowers before, cause those are for you too." Mark said with a smile, trying to make light of the information she just gave him, no body had ever given her a gift. What kind of life did she have? "No, you're the first with those too," she got out in a nervous chuckle. Mark just shook his head, "well, that's going to change." Liz slowly opened the gift, carefully peeling off the paper. Mark reached over, grabbed the bow and put it on her head. At her questioning glance he informed her that that was normally what kids did with their bows, and since this was her first gift she has to go through that tradition kinda late. Liz just started laughing. She opened the box and saw black; she reached in and pulled out a bundle of black shirts. Some were hoodies, some were t-shirts, and some were tank tops. In all there were 3 Kane shirts, 4 Taker shirts, 1 property of deadman inc. hoodie, and 2 brothers of destruction shirts. Liz was puzzled, "how are these going to keep me safe?" She managed to giggle out. Mark looked at her like 'DUH!' "Well, if you wear these, there will be no wondering who you are with. Very few of the WWE personnel are stupid enough to mess with Glenn, but even fewer are stupid enough to mess with me. I have a temper, they all know that, they also know that once I stake my claim, nobody, but nobody messes with her." Looking at the Deadman Inc. shirt, Liz started to wonder, "What does it mean Property of, because I am nobodies property, and what do you mean stake your claim?" Mark looked at her, "Good for you for sticking up for yourself, but that shirt isn't really meant like that, and I like ya, sure. I think that you are gorgeous, and I would love to take you out, but I know you're not ready for that, but I also really think that the best way to keep you feeling safe with out you having to deal with all the rumors and horny jackasses is for you to pretend to be my girlfriend." Mark was confident in his idea, not only would everyone really leave her alone, but she would be forced to spend more time with him. He really did like her, and truly wanted to take her out as soon as she was ready. "I think we should talk to Glenn about this before we make any decisions." "Of course." Shit, I was hoping she'd just agree.
Between the two of them they managed to eat most of the food, Mark eating by far the most. Noticing that she did not eat nearly as much as he expected her to, Mark questioned her, "How come you didn't eat? You need to put some meat on those bones of yours." Liz looked up in shock, shaking her head, "No, I need to lose some, I'm too big. Men don't like fat women." Mark took a couple seconds to calm himself so as not to yell and frighten her, "No, most men do not like fat girls, but you, honey, are far from fat. What, you weight 130-135, soaking wet? No way are fat, you stand at what 5'7" 5'8"? You my dear are wonderful. Not too many curves, and almost enough. A man likes something to grab on to. We like to be able to hold our women without feeling like we're gonna break them." Liz was quiet for a second, "that's not what He and his friends said. They always was telling me how I needed to loose weight so I could look more like the women in the teaching movies." Mark raised his eyebrows, assuming she meant her father when she said 'he'. "What teaching movies sweetheart?" "He made me watch…" Liz's face bloomed with color as she realized what she had just about said. Daddy would be so mad, course he was dead so fuck him; but Glenn would never look at her the same way ever again, neither would Mark for that matter. "Never mind." "Wha… but, honey, if you need to talk about it, I will listen, I won't pass judgment, and I won't let any of it go past this room, I swear. If you're not ready now, then that is fine, but I am willing to listen if ever you need me." Liz just nodded her head. "Now eat, or do I have to play the airplane game?" Mark chuckled. Noticing the confused look on her face he sobered instantly, almost grudgingly, "Fine, we'll play the airplane game. I can't believe I am about to do this." With a deep sigh Mark picked up her fork and speared some eggs, making zooming noises, he swooped his hand closer to her bewildered face. Liz didn't know what the hell he was doing, never in her life had she ever seen anyone acting so strangely. "Come on, open up" he coaxed, watching her eyes get big as she backed away an inch. Just about that time Glenn cracked the door, hearing Mark tell Liz to 'open up'. Peeking his head in he tried, he really did, to not laugh, but you walk in on The American Badass playing the airplane game with a girl who looks like her companion has lost his marbles. He soon lost the battle and with a great snort he fell in through the door, lying on the floor laughing so hard he couldn't breathe. As soon as Mark realized that they were no longer alone, he dropped the fork and pushed himself away from the table within the second. Liz was in shock; she looked up to see Mark's red face and snickered a little. Mark smiled at her, but it was only a half smile.
"Here I thought… (laughing) that (hehe) you were…I heard you (still laughing) tell her to open up (haha) never thought of The big bad Undertaker (hehe) playing the…" Bursting in to full fledged laughter again when the picture re enters his mind. "Oh shut up Glenn, it's not that funny. I was just trying to get your sister to eat more. She thinks she's to fat and nobody ever did that to her. I was just trying to lighten the mood. Geesh! Shut up!!" Mark yelled at the still giggling Glenn. (I know, Glenn Giggling? But hey, makes you giggle too don't it?) "Would you please tell your brother to shut the hell up, I am going to step on the balcony for a sec." With a quick glare at Glenn, Mark retreated to the balcony where he could just barely hear Glenn's loud, but muffled chuckle.
"Glenn, stop! You're embarrassing him and he was just trying to lighten the mood. He was joking about it and I told him that I didn't know what that was, he decided that everyone should experience it at least once in their life." Liz said in a fierce whisper. Glenn looked at her and noticed the bright metallic red bow in her hair, and started laughing again. "What?" Liz looked around, "what the hell is your problem; you got the giggles or something?" "Is that another of the experiences everyone should have?" Glenn asked pointing at the top of her head. "Oh!" Liz quickly grabbed the bow and couldn't help but smile at it. "It was the first present I ever got. He said that I would just have to go through some traditions later than most. He really is so sweet." "Mark? Sweet? You must be seeing a different Mark, because is an asshole. He has a bad temper, he isn't nice to anyone, and he enjoys intimidating people. The only reason that he and I are so close is because we grew up together, he lived right down the street. We think of each other as brothers. You can't get rid of family."
Mark poked his head in, "is it safe? Is the giggle monster gone now?" Glenn looked up, "Giggle monster?" Turning to Liz, "What did you do to my brother? He is being weird." "What do you mean what did I do to him? I didn't do anything. He was like this when I got here. He is nice though, you both have mentioned that he was not nice, but I think that you both are lying." Liz was teasing the two giants, enjoying the ease that she felt with them. She never thought that she would ever be this free with men, any men.
Glenn glanced at Mark and saw the way he was looking at Liz, and he didn't know if he liked it or not. He knew Mark would never hurt her, but, he also didn't think she would be ready for a relationship either. Well, come what may, if Mark hurt her, then he would just have to kill his brother. "I am going back to my room, I just wanted to make sure everything was okay. C'ya!" "Bye." Both Mark and Liz yelled back. As Glenn left the room Mark turned to Liz, "So, you ever been on a date?" "No, can you imagine, what if I decided to sleep with him, he would get it for free. Daddy never allowed me to leave the house. The only men that I ever saw were his friends. I am so blessed that Glenn brought me here, because now I have not only him, but you too. I love that I can feel safe with you two, I've never felt safe before." Meeting Mark's emerald eyes, she saw something that would have usually made her quiver in fear, but with him, it made her curious. Just as that thought registered, she felt his lips gently graze hers before jerking back, "Sorry, that was totally uncalled for. The last thing you need is me breaking your trust like that. I am so sor…" He saw her hand coming towards his face and braced himself for the well deserved slap; he was shocked however when her hand wrapped around the back of neck and tried to pull him back down, "Shut up and kiss me again."
Author's note: Mark and Glenn are not really brothers in this fic, they are just that close and think of each other as brothers. R&R!! Thanks!! :b