Breena was in awe. They hadn't even met most of them, but they were there to support them and be there for them
The girls looked at each other and smiled, then took each other's hand and walked in. Mark and Glen sat down at a table and watched their girls. Despite what was still going on. They were on cloud nine. Their babies were with them and were safe.
"Well boys, now you have a whole new set of problems." Shawn Michaels said sitting down.
Mark had his elbow on the table and had his chin on his hand. He turned to Shawn when he sat down.
"That we do." He said
"Two 18 year olds in this business, attractive with these guys. But with you two as daddy, well" Shawn continued.
"Don't push it." Mark told him
"Hey, I've got one the same age. I know what's up" Shawn said. "Gentlemen, I officially welcome you to the club."
Shawn got up and went to see the girls. The crowd had died down now.
Mark looked over to his brother and raised his beer.
"Welcome to the club, brother." Mark said with a smile.
"You too." Glen clanked his bottle with Marks
"Emma" John said coming over. "Happy Birthday"
"Thanks John." She replied with a smile, and then looked down.
"Happy birthday, Breena" he said
"Thank you John" Breena replied
Breena looked around the room. She saw both Hardy Boys talking to Chris Jericho. Breena wandered over to them.
"Hey, the half of the guest of honors." Chris said
"You're in a feud with my uncle. I shouldn't be talking to you." Breena said and laughed
"All in fun and games" Chris replied
"I know"
"So, you getting in the ring anytime soon?" Matt asked
She patted her crutches "after this, maybe." She answered " I always wanted too"
"In the blood" Matt said
"Yup, just try and convince him"
"You going to be like him?" Chris asked
"No actually I want to be like you" she looked directly at Jeff.
"Me?" Jeff asked
"Yeah all the high flying moves" Breena said
Jeff smiled. It was true. Breena wanted to be a highflyer. She practiced plenty of times in the pool. She was built for it. She was tall like her father, but she was slender, and toned. She knew she do it.
Breena found Emma, without John. She was sitting at a table with something to drink. She sat beside her.
"Do you believe this?" Breena asked
"Not for a second" Emma answered.
"Look at them. They look so happy" Breena said. "I'll be right back"
"Want me to get you dome food?"
"Yes, please. I gotta take a pain pill."
Breena hoddled her way to her father's table. He walking to the big guys in the locker room. Paul, Shawn, Glen of course. They all started to laugh as Breena came over.
"You okay, Rae?" He asked
She didn't answer. She leaned her crutches on the table, hopped over to her father and gave him a hug.
"Thank you daddy," she said in his ear. "Thank you so much for everything. I love you"
She took her crutches and hobbled back to where Emma was. Her phone went off, she got nervous, but looked at the number.
"Him?" Emma asked
"Worse," Breena answered. "My mom"
Mark couldn't find one word to say. She hadn't acted this way since she was a kid. It was her voice, her voice trembled like when she was a little kid begging him to stay. The tremble gave way to disappointment.
Mark went back to sitting with his elbow on the table holing his chin. He kept rubbing his chin. He had that choked up feeling and his eyes swelled.
"Kids" Shawn said "One minute they hate you, the next its love" Paul nodded "You're childless, shut up."
Mark smiled. "It was just us since she was a kid, six"
"She's going to be fine, Mark." Paul told him. "If she's even a quarter like you, she's going to be fine. This is going to sound bad, but when they took her, she was staked out. She's smart."
Mark nodded she was street smart and that was half the problem.
"She's a pro" Paul started.
"Watch it, boy" Mark said in true badass fashion
"You didn't see it?" He asked
"I want a better life for my daughter." He answered. "Not this 200 plus day bullshit, see you when I can"
"I hate to agree, but its true" Shawn said. "For the both of them. Genetics aside, there's a spark. I've trained a lot of people. I can tell"
Mark and Glen looked at each other. Knowing that battle would be short coming. Mark knew it would a lie if he didn't enjoy having his daughter on the back of the bike. He knew he would probably be the first to cave. It was true he wanted a better life for Breena, but he secretly wanted to pass the torch along.
Mark looked up and saw Breena moving as fast as she could on her crutches. Emma was behind, but stopped. He knew.
Mark got up and followed Breena out of the room. She was crying, sitting on a chair.
"Your mother?" he asked. She nodded.
"Your mom?" Emma asked. Breena rolled her eyes and nodded, then answered.
"Happy birthday my little ray of sunshine" her mother said happily on the other end.
"You don't get to call me that." Breena said.
"What happened to my little girl?"
"you left her twelve years ago, Ashley." Breena answered "and never looked back. Why are you calling?"
"My baby isn't a baby anymore" She answered.
"I wasn't your baby the day you left"
Emma kept nervous eyes on Breena
"What's with the attitude?" her mother asked
"Attitude? Attitude? You really want to play that with me, now?" Think about that, Ashley, think really hard about that"
"I'm you mother how about calling me as such. Or has your father and his new wench changed that?"
"You take that back right now" Breena said getting a little loud. "Sara is the closest I have to a mom. She can do everything you can't and never did. She's there for me; she's the one who answers my questions, not you. As for my dad, the best thing you ever did was to leave him. If you think for one second you're going to get away with putting down my father…"
Breena had to stop. She looked at Emma and wrote on a napkin. "What's your mom's name?"
"What happened with Glen and Rachel?" Breena asked
"Ugh" her mother said. " That bitch thought she was better than anyone else"
"She probably was" Breena said
"Why are you asking? That's old news"
"Because of you, I have a cousin and an uncle I never knew"
"Breena, what's going on?"
"I found Emma. Do you want to know how? Someone fucking kidnapped us. Oh, but don't you worry, daddy found me"
"I didn't-"
"You didn't what?" Breena interrupted "Didn't what? Know? No mom you never know anything"
Breena hung up the phone and started for the door as fast as she could. Emma followed.
"Not now" Breena said
Emma stopped following.
Breena sat in a chair outside the door. It wasn't long before Mark came out.
"You're mother?" he asked. She nodded. "I'm sorry"
"Why does she feel the need to call me? Like I really care about her or something"
"Well, she is-"
"Don't give me she's your mother crap. She's just the woman who gave birth to me." She looked at her dad. "When she calls you it's the same but I don't tell you she's some psycho that for some cracked out reason you fell in love."
Mark wiped his daughter's face, she smiled at him and again he saw her as the child she used to be.
Both returned to the party. Emma had found John or the other way around, so Breena took advantage of it and sat at the table with the big boys.
"Niece of the machine and daughter of the badass." Paul said.
"I know, doomed since conception" She said
"I have to ask, and since you're here, your dad won't kill me; can you wrestler?" Paul asked
"Well," She said. "I think I can, though I never had real opponents."
Mark shot everyone at the table a look.
"Need one?" Shawn asked
"You'd hurt me" she said
"We could set her up with a diva" Paul suggested
Glen was hysterical. Breena made a face
"No divas?" Shawn said "Alright. Maybe one of those little guys. Any ideas?"
Paul nodded. "Sure, well there's Adam and Jay or those Hardys, there's enough. How long are you down?"
"Three wonderful weeks." She answered patting her crutches
"I'll train you," Shawn said. "Mentally until. Being a pro is not about the fame."
"I know, I grew up on the other side of it." She said
"Then you're ahead of everyone else." He told her. "People join for all the wrong reasons"
"The sex, drugs, and rock and roll excuse" She said
"Exactly. Tv is just two lonely hours of what we do." The other twenty two of our day are much lonelier"
Mark now knew what was going on. It wasn't just to tease him. Shawn and Paul were giving the truth.
"You're so young." Paul started. "At eighteen, I was pushing myself in back gyms. You have the golden ticket in terms of your genetics, but there's more. Don't rest on it and don't believe it'll be easier because of it. The road is just as lonely as the wrestlers kids"
It was still on Breena's mind after the party. They were back at the hotel sitting in the lobby, still dressed up. It was almost like the party had moved, just only a few superstars had come. Some were at the bar.
"You got to hang with DX" Emma said
"Yup"
"C'mon that's a huge deal. What's wrong? Your mom?"
"She still blames this all on your mom"
"I don't the story. She could have-"
"I doubt it, Emma. I really do. You're lucky that you never met her. I was six when she left and I remember it like it was yesterday."
"What happened?"
"Drugs naturally." Breena answered. "She left one day and didn't come back for six months. My dad knew, but he let her back. She left again and finally he divorced her. Sad thing, she kept coming in and out of our lives for four years. My dad felt bad for some reason and kept letting her back."
"When did he finally say enough?"
"Not exactly sure. I went to school one day and she was there. When I got home, she was gone. I never saw her again. Doesn't stop the bitch from calling."
"At least you have a mom."
"I don't I have Sara, the closest thing." Breena said "I'd rather her be dead"
Breena saw Emma's face and let the conversation die.
"How's John?" Breena asked
"oh, please" Emma said
"I wouldn't mind having him watch me" Breena cocked her head and was staring at John at the bar.
"It's not like that"
"Like hell it ain't" Breena said.
"It's not." Emma said and threw a couch pillow at her.
"Alright, but when you start feeling sick when you're around him…" she trailed off.
"Why don't you have a bodyguard?"
"My dad doesn't love me like yours." Breena joked. "No one volunteered. Maybe my dad knew I'd fall for some young stud."
Breena laughed and Emma made a face. Breena was actually jealous. She knew deep down Emma would fall for John and John would probably fall for her. She saw it in their eyes. She had no one. No one to watch her, be there.
Any boyfriend Breena had dated her more for who her father was. She was the undertaker's daughter, that was all that mattered.
"I'm not falling for John" Emma said
Breena just waved her hand at Emma.
The girls were in eye sight of one of the hotel bars. Some of the guys were there. John was there. He kept glancing over, mostly to make sure everything was ok.
"Is that your phone?" Breena asked. Emma felt around and shook her head. "Oh, duh, its mine."
The caller was him
"Did you enjoy the festivities?"
"What do you want? You let us go."
"Yes, yes. Could you wear a more revealing shirt?"
"I could"
"Don't tease." He said. "It's not nice"
"Really, what do you want?"
"I can't wish you a happy birthday?"
"NO, you can't. People who stalk, terrify, kidnap, and beat the shit out of me can't"
"Technicalities. Would you pass the word to Emma?"
"No."
"So argumentative" he said
"I'm so sorry if I'm not nice to someone who beat the shit out of me"
"I told you, technicality"
"I'm sure"
"Chair comfy? Why don't you wave at John for me?"
Breena started looking around.
"You'll never find me.
He laughed and hung up.
"What?" Emma asked
"He's here" Breena answered
Emma just nodded. Outside of rape, he had already done the worst to them. His calls angered them, but it was hard for them to care anymore. They were jaded and he wasn't upping his tactics.
"I never thought I'd say this here, but I'm bored." Breena said.
"Me too," Emma answered. "We could bother people"
"Yes we could" Breena said.
The girls laughed and made their way to the bar. Their fathers were at a bar in the hotel restaurant with Shawn and Paul. Anyone was fair game.
They found 2 empty stools at the end of the bar. There was another empty stool by Breena and then Adam and Jay.
"It's like we're not here" Emma said. She took a napkin, crumpled it and threw it at a garbage pail behind the bar, getting it in.
"I know, we're the birthday girls damnit." Breena replied doing the same.
The two went back and forth for a while then Adam and Jay turned around.
"Naturals" Adam said
The girls stopped and looked at them without saying anything.
"Oh, right, your dads" Jay said. "Just business. Honest"
"Yeah?" Emma asked
"Swear?" Breena chimed in
"Swear" they both answered
"Good, because I really didn't want to not like you" Breena replied. She leaned her arm on the bar and turned to face them.
"We are very likable" Adam replied
"And funny" Jay said
"I suppose." Emma said putting her head on Breena's shoulder.
The girls spend a lot of time with Adam and jay. It was around 1 am when their fathers returned.
"You're drunk" Breena yelled pointing at them."Do you know when the last time I was drunk?" she looked at Emma
"Seriously" She replied
"Let's go" Mark said
"C'mon daddy, that's it" Breena joked
"Left foot, right foot. Good job, daddy" Emma said.
"Big right turn here" Breena said
Mark and Glen rolled their eyes and headed to the elevator, the girls loudly behind.
Breena was up early, but her dad even earlier. He left a note: out running behave
She smiled and rolled over in bed. She reached around for the remote and started channel surfing.
"Yes" She said. Usa-NCIS marathon.
She moved all the pillows to one side of the bed and laid on an angle. She thought about calling Emma, but figured it was too early. Today she would veg.
It felt like it had been forever since she was able to just beg out. It felt like forever since that first video. Her phone rang, Sara.
'Sweety, I am so sorry I didn't call" she yelled. "Are you okay? Oh my god, I am so sorry.
"I'm fine now."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"I couldn't worry you more" Breena answered
"Honey," She said. "That was serious"
"You're dealing with worse" Breena paused. "Did she?"
"Last week"
"I am so sorry" Breena replied
"It was her time. She was suffering" Sara sighed. "She's in a better place. What about you?"
"I have a cousin and an uncle I never knew about"
Sara and Breena talked about the current situation for awhile.
"So what are you doing?" Sara asked
"Laying in bed, watching NCIS" Breena answered
"Ah, yes, love it. The things I would do to Gibbs." Sara said.
"What is with you and older men?" Breena joked
"You have no idea" she said
"Maybe I should tell my dad"
"Oh, he already knows"
They talked for a little while longer before hanging up
Halfway through an episode, Breena's phone went off. It was a multimedia message from him. She rolled her eyes as she opened it. This message was different than all of the others. There was a slide show of images of lingerie, bondage, paraphernalia, women tied up.
She panicked. Since the beginning not one message seemed to affect her like this. She reached for her crutches and went to the window. No one. The phone went off again, another message:
"Didn't like the things I want to do to you? I thought
the best way to explain was by pictures. Oh, and don't
look out the window, you won't see me."
Breena left the room as quickly as she could. There wasn't anyone in the halls. She felt alone. She went to Emma's room and knocked. Nothing. Maybe they were asleep. She knocked louder, nothing.
"Damnit!" She said " Of all days"
Breena sighed and leaned against the door. She then heard a door open. She turned and saw someone leave. She turned away, she didn't want whoever it was to see her, not this way.
"Hey, you" he said. She knew that voice. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm sorry" She said softly, bot wanting to turn around.
"Who are you?" He repeated. " And why are you on a WWE floor?"
She turned around. It was Steve Austin. She was crying and he looked at her strangely.
"I'm Breena Calloway. My father is the Undertaker. Someone's been stalking me and my cousin Emma. I don't know what to do, I just got a message." She couldn't finish
"Where is he?"
"Running"
"Did he do that to you?" Steve motioned to her knee and she nodded. "Come on, follow me"
She followed Steve into the elevator and down into the lobby.
"We'll wait here until you father gets back" he told her. "Don't worry"
Steve sat next to her, but didn't say much. She didn't say much either, she didn't feel much like talking.
Mark came back half an hour later. He strolled in and then saw Breena sitting in the lobby and Steve next to her.
"Hey, Steve what are you doing here? It's been a while." Mark said
"It has." Steve replied. "I ran into your daughter. Just about ready to kick her out."
"Probably wouldn't be the first time she heard that." Mark joked
Steve brought Mark aside
"So what's up?" Mark asked
"Talent meeting with Vince" He answered. "I saw her in the hall, she was really upset. I didn't know she was yours, shoulda guessed it. Anyway, she told me about some stalker and a message she got-"
"She got a message?"
"Yeah, she wouldn't tell me what and I didn't ask. She didn't talk much. I brought her down here, thought it'd be better."
"Thanks, Steve" Mark said and patted Steve's shoulder.
"I'm going to be around for a while. If you need anything"
"I might take you up on that"
Steve nodded and walked away. Mark bent down on one knee in front of his daughter and put one hand on her good knee.
"What happened?" He asked her gently. Breena shrugged her shoulders. "What did he say?" She didn't answer. "Ok, look, you don't have to answer now, but we are going to have to talk about this."
Breena nodded again. She didn't want to talk, she was really bothered.
"How about this, we'll go back to the room, I'll shower and then we'll get food?"
"Sure" Breena answered
Mark helped her up and they headed to the elevator. Breena used her crutch to press the up button just as Jeff Hardy went to press.
"A second use" Jeff smiled
"Hey, Hardy" Mark said Jeff nodded. "What are you up too?" Jeff was in a tank top and cut off sweat pants, cut at the shin.
"Run" Jeff answered. He rolled his ear buds around his ipod.
"Yeah, me too. I didn't see you"
"You can be run buddies" Breena said
All three got inside the elevator.
"What are you listening too?" Breena asked Jeff
"Pearl Jam" Jeff answered
"Oh! I love them! I saw them in concert last fall in Dallas!"
"Best show you ever went to?"
"No lie." She answered
Mark cleared his throat, "You know where she gets her taste of music from"
"Yes, daddy," Breena smiled
"Very cool, bug man" Jeff said
The door opened on the first of two WWE floors. Jeff said good bye and got off.
"You seem better" Mark said
"Music, it helps" she answered. "You taught me that"
"I did" He replied
They got off on the next floor and went to their room. The tv was still on, NCIS Mark made a face when Gibbs came on.
"It's an older man thing" Breena said
"What?" Mark said
"I talked to Sara" Breena said
Mark smiled and then went into the bathroom. Breena went back to her spot on her bed and watched tv. She didn't bother getting dressed yet.
Mark got out of the shower fairly quickly. Breena lifted up her head and watched him go through his bags.
"Still?" He asked
"All day, daddy" she answered
"Is this your plan?"
"After we eat maybe"
"I kinda need to tell you something. You can't get too excited, because it might not happen. I talked to Vince. I might have you on RAW"
Breena's eyes grew wide
"Now like I said, I can't promise anything 100%, so don't get too excited."
"Daddy, please" she said
Mark just nodded. "Get up you're not going to be a carrot all day"
"But I wanna be carrot" She cried rolling over.
Mark picked up a shirt she had thrown on the floor and threw it at her.
"That's right, now move your ass" he said with a smile
Breena went through her bags and found a pair of jeans and shirt to wear. She went into the bathroom to change and brush her teeth. She had her made up on the sink and for shits and giggles put some on. She wasn't a make up person, but every once and a while she gave it a go.
"finally" Mark said when she got out.
"Daddy, I'm a grown woman now." She replied trying to keep a straight face.
Mark rolled his eyes and opened the door for his daughter. They got into the elevator which stopped on the next floor. Jeff got on wearing the same tank top only now a pair of jeans. He was looking down and had his ipod in. Breena heard "Do the Evolution" and started to mouth the words. Jeff only turned around when he saw the lobby button was already pushed.
"Oh, hey big man, Breena, I'm sorry" he said
"It's okay, I like that song." She replied
"Where you headed" Mark asked
"Meeting Matt downstairs for lunch." He answered. "You guys headed out?"
"For now" Mark answered
Jeff nodded. "Have fun"
Jeff smiled and headed off in another direction. Mark and Breena headed to Mark's car. Breena threw her crutches in the back seat and hopped into the passenger seat.
Mark drove his daughter to a local steak house. It was their thing.
"I know it's not home" He said
"It's fine daddy"
"There's a few things I want to talk about" Mark started. "So let me start with this, you're getting a tutor. Glen and I talked about this. Graduations isn't that far off, we want you to walk."
"I was wondering when this would come up" Breena said
"It's bad enough you have to do the rest of your senior year on the road. You can't graduate by registered mail. It's not fair. Plus, you two graduate on different days, you Saturday and Emma Sunday."
Breena nodded
"Thanks, dad" she said
"I don't feel like you should thank me. I have missed so much of your life. I always knew it, but now I feel it. I always felt guilty leaving you behind, but I had to, it was our cycle. Then you were taken from me. Everything wasn't important anymore. All I could think about was everything I had missed." He had to pause.
Breena had her head down, a single tear plopped onto the table and she smudged it with her finger.
"I swear, I'm trying this time. I really am"
"I know daddy, I know" Breena replied
Mark nodded and the conversation was dropped.
After lunch, Mark and Breena went back to the hotel. Mark went to Vince's room. Breena went to open her door.
"I'll find out." Mark said
Breena smiled. Steve came walking down the hallway.
"What's going on?" Steve asked.
"Talking to Vince again." Mark answered. "Do you mind?"
Steve looked at Breena and nodded. He walked over to her and opened the door for her. Breena went inside first and Steve followed. He closed the lock in the door path so when the door hit it, it didn't close.
"Going to make a formal debut?" Steve asked
"Boy, I hope so" she answered
"Want the life?"
"Think so" she said. "I know how the life is."
Steve nodded and sat down in a chair. He didn't say much, but he wouldn't lecture her.
"So what's the stalking thing?"
Breena explained to Steve in every detail what had happened and they she had no idea why.
Mark came in a half hour later. He didn't say anything. He went into the bathroom, then when he got out sat on the bed and turned on the tv.
"Well?" Breena asked
"Oh, right, you're in" Mark answered sounding calm.
"In? In like in, in? Ride the biked, out the ring in?"
"Yes." Mark answered. "Be ready"
"I've been ready my whole life. " Breena said
"right, how could I forget"
Mark and Steve laughed.
I was a blur. It was six, Raw started in 3 hours and Breena couldn't remember how she got there.
Everyone was running around. Mark was getting ready in the locker, Breena watched from a chair.
"It's crunch time. Try and stay out of everyone's way. It can get intense, try and stay here."
Breena nodded. It was real. Voices were outside the door, coming and going. Breena felt nervous.
Mark's room was a designated room. A real one at that, not one that was for one superstar in one scene and someone else's the next. Mark's door opened a crack.
"Come in." Mark said. The Big Show walked in.
"Last minute go over." He said
Mark nodded and Breena watched them go over their match tonight,
"Do you always do this." Breena asked when Big Show left.
"Even old pros like us." Mark answered with a smile.
"I just thought it's natural"
"It is, but you still have to go over points," he told her. "We're going out soon, you ready?"
Breena nodded
Mark opened the door and the both went out. Mark's bike was in the gorilla area. He got on first. Someone took Breena's crutches.
"You'll get them back." She was told
She was helped onto the bike. She able to keep her bad knee straight and held on tight.
The music kicked and it was a blur. She forgot to breathe.
The crowd was hot, hotter when they noticed Breena on the back. They paused at the top of the ramp for a moment, then took the ride.
Mark parked the bike in its usual spot and helped Breena off. He put her arm around him and helped her into the ring. Someone handed the crutches over.
"I know what you want, to know if we got the son of a bitch responsible for what happened for my daughter. Unfortunately, I don't have any answers for you. I wish I had answers-"
Big Show's music cut Mark off. Big Show stood there before speaking.
"Now, Undertaker, I do feel bad for your situations. I don't know what you and your brother are going through, but honestly, how long are you going to peddle the sympathy act for? Bringing your daughter out here, get everyone on your side."
"You better watch what you say, boy." Mark said
"Yeah, Yeah" Show went on. "I know. But I can't let you keep this show going."
Breena took the mic for her father's hand and went to the ropes.
"You think this is an act?!" She said. "Why don't you come and get a closer look at the bruises and the cuts."
Mark kept his smile in. She had the stuff. Big Show noticed and had to come up with a quick response.
"Maybe, I'll come down for daddy instead"
Breena gave Mark a nervous look and headed to the right side of the ring. Mark dove over the rope in old school fashion to give Breena time. She was able to get and roll out.
The match was on. Breena watched from the side, taking it all in. It was different seeing it from TV.
Mark won. After, he went outside the ring to Breena and brought her in front of the ring. There, he raised her hand with his in celebration.
Someone took Breena's crutches and she got on the back of the bike. The show cut to commercial as the bike reached the top of the ramp.
Breena was helped off the bike. When she got backstage, she was congratulated by a bunch of superstars. She was already bitten by the bug.
Mark was set to cut a promo so Breena stayed in the room. There wasn't much to do, but Mark didn't want her wandering around.
Breena was texting Emma when she got the phone call.
"So daddy leaves you alone to go do a spot." The voice said. "Do you think he'd learn?"
"What do you think you can do? There are a ton of people here" she replied
"I figured you'd learn as well. Don't ever underestimate what I can do. I took you from you home and held you hostage."
"And you brag about that"
"So you know what I am able to do." He said. "And I wouldn't count anything out."
He hung up right as there was a knock. Breena froze. There was another knock. Breena grabbed her crutches and went as fast as she could into the bathroom and into a stall.
The knocking stopped, but the door opened. Someone walked into the bathroom and used one of the urinals after they turned to her stall.
"I'm sorry. I didn't know you were here." It was Steve. "Your father wanted me to check in on you, he had to stop and talk to Vince."
"Ok" she said.
"You okay?" he asked
She opened the stall door.
"Another call. You knocked and he hung up. I panicked."
"It's okay" Steve said. "Come on"
Mark came back shortly after. Steve explained everything to Mark while Breena sat silently on the couch. Mark paced for a while and Steve stood by the door.
"I'm going to be around for awhile." Steve said. "I'm doing some scouting for Vince. Some talent stuff. I'm upping my offer, and you can't refuse. I'll watch her. You can only be back here for so long. We both know that"
Mark nodded, "We'll be back for Smackdown"
Breena looked up and smiled.
"Exactly" Mark smiled back
It was set. Stone Cold was coming back to the WWE.
Smackdown rolled around faster than anyone could have imagined. Stone Cold was coming back, and after a brief meeting with Vince, it would be on tv
A limo pulled up Cameras on. The driver opened the door and a pair of crutches came out first. A hand grabbed the driver's shoulder. Camera pans back, Stone Cold was there with his hands folded. The crowds went insane.
Stone Cold helped Breena out and the camera followed them into the arena. Stone Cold knocked on a locker room door. The Undertaker opened it, shook Stone Cold's hand, and let them in. Camera switched as the door closed.
They didn't say much. Mark had a rematch against Big Show again. Breena would be at ringside again. This time, Breena would get involved, inadvertently- a crutch to the back.
A stagehand took Breena's crutches again. She was helped onto the back of the bike. The music hit and they went off.
Big Show came out next and the match began. Halfway through, Breena got ready to hit Show. She raised her crutch and hit him right in the back. Show turned around to face her. Mark grabbed him from behind for the pin and almost won.
Breena leaned on the canvas watching. Mark whipped Show into the same ropes, heel to Breena's face. She didn't go down, but her nose began to bleed.
Show felt it and saw, he told mark and they ended the match early. Mark didn't go back on the bike. He took his shirt off and gave it to Breena to put to her face.
"I'm fine," Breena said. "It's stopping"
"You shouldn't have been there" Mark said
"It was an accident" she replied. "wait till I tell Emma, my first in-ring injury"
"I never thought I'd find someone who would enjoy that" Steve said
Breena smiled "It's in my blood"
"Yeah, it is" Mark replied