Chapter 2- recovery
"Damn it!" Kane growled. Reaching to his side he pulled a walkie-talkie the security guards had lent to him at the arena. "Deadman walks! Repeat, Deadman walks!" Kane called through.
The room was a mess. Tables had been knocked down as the drawers were pulled out. The bed was a mess and the Deadman was out and about without any shoes or socks on. Khali was rather floored. "Where he go?"
Kane looked about for possible answer. He checked the connecting room doors that led to Finley's room. However the door was locked, this worried Kane, the only other way out of the room was through the window. "Kane! Kane!" came the voice of Edge on his walkie.
"Go Edge"
"He's on the fire escape!"
"What?!" Kane quickly rushed to the window and looked up, the Deadman wasn't going up… instead, he was going down… towards the streets! "Damn it!" Kane hissed. "Everyone move, he's on the street, repeat, Deadman on the street!" Kane began to give chase through the fire escape and called for Khali to meet him down the stairs.
Kane wasn't one for ladders himself, and figured Edge would be better at this than he was, but time was of the essence! Taker is out in PJs, no shoes or socks on his feet and it was a chilly summer's night. He would catch more than a cold if he stays outside for very long.
When Kane hit the ground he began to run out of the alley and search for his brother, looking up one street and down another, he found Taker heading north with a zombie like walk to his step. There weren't many people out and many assumed he was drunk and didn't pay any mind to see if he was really asleep or not. Sprinting down the street, Kane caught up to his brother and turned him around. "Come on Taker, you're heading the wrong way"
"I know my way to the ring Kane, don't you dare tell me I don't know my way around.." Taker muttered back.
Kane just got Taker to the hotel front when the Hardys were the first ones out to greet them. They quickly ushered the Deadman back into the hotel and got him into his bed once more. This time, Kane shut the window and locked it tight. For good measures he found a steel bar to place over it and ensured the Deadman wouldn't get out.
With his piece of mind set at ease, Kane resumed his spot at the front of the door and waited. "Are you going to sit there all night?" Khali asked of him.
"If I have to, if you don't mind, can you get me a few coffees? Black please?" Kane asked.
Khali nodded and left to get Kane his hot beverages. Kane knew he just had to last the night before knowing for certain his brother would be ok for the rest of the week.