Chapter 15

Taker and Kane both lapsed into silence after that, Taker drifting back off while Kane played with his cell phone. Kane figured playing with the cell phone was a bit safer at the moment then bothering her because he knew she hadn't hit the brakes earlier on account of another vehicle. It was because of him. While Kane liked torturing other people, that didn't mean he was in any hurry to die at the hands of a pissed off woman behind the wheel of a truck. Smirking slightly, Kane scrolled to the Angry Birds application, clicking it. When Kane left her alone, Rajani became suspicious, wondering what he planned on doing next. Needing coffee and a bathroom break, Rajani glanced over at Taker, knowing he wouldn't be happy to be woken up.

"Taker?" She called out, blinking when Kane popped him in the shoulder and cringed when Taker growled. "Uhhh do either of you need to go to the bathroom or want refreshments?" When they both nodded, Taker glaring at Kane, Rajani took the oasis exit, parking the truck a few minutes later. "We're going to need gas too." She pointed out, not realizing they were nearly on empty before slipping out and stretched her arms in the air.

"You're shorter, you can have the back seat." Kane informed his friend, throwing his fists up the moment he got out of the truck and Taker took a swing at him. "Prick!"

"Payback's a bitch, son." Taker chuckled, his own fists up, weaving around Kane before sending another jab his way, connecting with Kane's shoulder. He didn't lighten the blow.

Snorting, Kane rubbed the spot, peeling off his t-shirt to examine the spot, nodding at the bruise that was already forming. "Good hit."

"I know. I need coffee..." Taker yawned, glancing at Rajani who was looking at them like they were crazy. "What?"

"Nothing, I'll be back…"

Rajani hurried away from them, after reaching into the cab to grab her bag, wanting to change her shoes and check her neck. She had some cream that was supposed to help make the bruising go away faster. Once Rajani was in the bathroom, she locked the door and pulled down the collar of her turtleneck, carefully running her fingertips over it, sighing.

"Please get me to the arena and far away from him." She softly prayed, knowing she was completely alone and ran the cream around the bruised area.

She followed that up with pulling a pair of black flats out of her bag, slipping them on and put her pumps back in the bag. Relieving herself after that, Rajani washed her hands and took one last look at her throat before heading out. Making sure it was covered completely, Rajani went to get herself a cup of coffee and something quick to eat. Both men had used the restroom and gotten cups of coffee, though now Kane was debating on if he was hungry, whereas Taker was debating on punching him again for dicking around.

Probably doing it on purpose because he was just annoying that way.

"There you are, wondered if you mighta ran off without us." Taker commented when he seen Rajani coming.

"Which would suck to be you, Deadman." Kane snickered, having watched as one fan already tried literally climbing Taker like some crazy monkey.

"Shut it." Taker hadn't found that amusing and had almost tombstoned the rather hefty broad on sheer principal. She had launched herself at his back with a squeal.

"I thought about it, but I know Stephanie wouldn't appreciate me ditching my job."

Smiling sweetly, though it didn't reach her eyes, Rajani walked past them to toss her bag in the cab again while sipping her coffee. Rajani didn't want to know what happened while she was taking care of business. She read the text messages from her brother and rolled her eyes, deleting them. He was angry at her for hanging up on him and not telling him who she was currently traveling with.

"You going to get somethin' to eat?"

"Nah, I'll wait for fast food or vending machine options..."

"We need an Outback..." Taker glanced down at Rajani, wondering just how pissed off Stephanie would be if he kidnapped her little intern for the rest of the night. It wasn't a televised show, so...he smirked slightly. "You like steak, darlin'?" He asked innocently enough.

Kane had to turn away, his shoulders hunching as he snorted.

Rajani's dark eyes narrowed slightly, knowing what that reference meant and rolled her eyes as she pulled herself up into the driver's seat. "You already know the answer to that question, Taker. We did share a meal together or did that shot to your head give you temporary amnesia?"

She didn't wait for him to answer and shut the door, buckling up. What kind of question was that? If Rajani didn't know any better, she knew they were purposefully screwing with her and it was getting old already. Snorting, Taker climbed in the cab, getting into the backseat.

"I seem to recall you eating mostly seafood, darlin'." Taker drawled, his green eyes still shining with humor, not being able to resist.

Shaking his head, Kane took the front seat, turning to look back. "You're a jackass."

Taker simply nodded, leaning forward, resting his arms on the seat and placed his chin on his wrist, staring at Rajani. "Come on now darlin', it was a joke. I promise to behave."

"You're also a liar."

Why was Kane in the front seat suddenly? Rajani didn't want to sit next to him! It was bad enough she had to deal with him messing with her earlier by brushing her hair and whispering in her ear! Looking back at Taker, Rajani eyeballed him suspiciously and finally nodded. They were halfway to their destination and Rajani already knew she was going to be very late, sighing.

"Alright, you're forgiven."

Smirking, Rajani turned her eyes back to the road, pulling out of there and heading back on the highway. They had switched because Kane was a bit taller than Taker. He purposefully stretched his long, denim clad legs out in front of him, laughing when Taker simply growled and folded his hands behind his head.

"How's that concussion?"

"Why don't I give you one and we'll compare?"

"Hmm, tempting but no. Some of us actually have to work."

"If not for Jani bein' right there boy, I'd fuck you up. You know that right?"

Kane glanced over at Rajani contemplatively. "Hmm, my personal protector, I like that."

"Don't drag me into your bromance fighting, please." Rajani requested, not looking at either of them and wished she could blast the radio so she didn't have to hear them, especially Kane.

Somehow, Rajani knew Kane hadn't told Taker about what happened and she wondered how long that would last. Would he tell Taker or simply keep it to himself? Rajani suddenly wished John was here with her and immediately blinked, wondering where that thought came from. It was simple really. He'd be better company than these two Neanderthals and Rajani wouldn't constantly have to swallow down fear because she wasn't afraid of John in any capacity.

"What the-"

"Fuck, did you just say?"

"Bromance." Kane echoed, thoroughly disgusted.

He knew what that term meant and she was the very first person to EVER apply it to him and Taker. Or, at least, the first person to ever say it to their faces. Both of them, at the same time...this woman had a death wish.

"Stephanie should put you on TV, you got brass balls..." Taker growled, leaning back in his seat.

Not knowing what came over her, Rajani started busting out laughing, leaning back against her seat and ignored her aching throat for the time being. It was so nice to finally shut them both up. Rajani couldn't stop laughing for a good ten minutes, the expressions on their faces one she would never forget.

"Don't worry," She rasped out, stopping since they were once again in rush hour traffic. "I won't...ruin...your images...Your faces..."

Rajani started laughing again and drinking more of her coffee, trying to get her mind on something else before they both decided to kill her. Neither man was amused and it probably showed as they both were glowered at her. Taker scooted down until he was sitting directly behind her, once again leaning forward and rested his head on her shoulder.

"Now Jani, you're going to make me change my mind about not doin' something evil to you." Taker warned her in a whisper.

Watching as she stopped drinking the coffee, Taker thought she did it to keep from swallowing wrong, spilling it or spewing. He tilted his face, just a little, his nose brushing against her cheek. It was better than having Kane do it so Rajani didn't mind it as much, even though Taker still unnerved her a little.

"Just remember who is driving and who isn't, Taker." Rajani remarked, looking at him out of the corner of her eye, wondering if he would try doing something to her like Kane had. "I had to say something because the two of you were going at it like...lovers." She bit her bottom lip to keep from laughing again, her cheeks tingeing red. "It was annoying, you shouldn't annoy your driver."

"Well darlin'," Taker said, green eyes flashing at that lover's remark, though he had other ways of getting her back, his breath hot against her cheek. "You could always switch spots with Kane and come back here with me, then you won't have to worry about distractions, would ya?" His drawl had gotten rather deep.

More importantly, the husky note to it was unmistakable. Taker wasn't too concerned about the implied threat of an accident. He was in the back seat; they'd go flying before he did. Rajani pulled her face away from him, though his hot breath on her neck sending shivers down her spine.

"Nope, Stephanie told me I have to drive you to the arena. Gotta follow orders. And I'm going to say the same thing to you I've told Cena countless times: not interested." Rajani wasn't sure it was fear either, what the hell was wrong with her? "Not to mention, I don't think your lover over here would appreciate you cheating on him. That would just be plain mean, Taker."

Taker growled softly and then buried his face in the crook of her neck. The only thing protecting her was that damn turtleneck. It was probably a good thing it was there or else Taker would have made her really regret that 'lover' crack.

"If you change your mind...he can drive..." Taker murmured, moving his lips up to her ear for a moment before moving away and leaning back against the cab wall, piercing green eyes regarding her intently.

All that got stored away for later, though Kane simply kept his face averted to the window, watching the scenery. Rajani really had to fight back the pain from her throat when Taker did that, knowing Kane had noticed. She was surprised no tears had stung her eyes because that had really hurt. It was still incredibly tender, the ibuprofen not really doing anything besides getting rid of the swelling. Rajani didn't respond to Taker and rubbed her ear against her shoulder, feeling disgusted after he licked it. The rest of the drive was made in silence besides the radio and Rajani wanted to scream out when the arena came into view, pulling into the parking lot.

"Well this has been LOADS of fun, see you guys later."

Darting inside with her bag and purse before they could think to stop her, Rajani choosing to wear flats definitely had perks. John caught Rajani before she could plow into him, though he did stumble backwards into the wall, holding her away from him so she didn't jar or anything. Taking in the turtleneck sleeveless top she wore, John knew exactly what was underneath it. It must have bruised pretty badly for her to be wearing that.

"Nice to see you too." He greeted flatly. Frowning, John reached out and ignored her hand slapping at his before pulling the material away from her neck, just enough to see the bruising. "Damn." He muttered, letting her fix the shirt. "Change your mind about telling Steph?"

"Who the hell do you think you are? I swear, you men just don't lay off, do you?" Ripping away from him, Rajani stormed past him, the tears in her eyes slowly beginning to seep out and stopped to turn facing him. "No, I'm not telling her or anyone. I swear to god Cena, you better keep your mouth shut about this. I don't need your help. Just back off and forget about what you saw." She whispered in a hushed voice, quickly fixing the collar of her shirt. "Worry about your own problems and let me handle mine. Go find Eve; she's the damsel in distress type, not me." When Taker and Kane walked inside, Rajani made herself scarce, heading to Stephanie's office.

"Bothering her again Cena?" Kane demanded.

"Fuck off Jacobs."

"Alright boys, let's play nicely." Taker ordered, eyes narrowed.

John rolled his eyes when Taker stepped between them, holding his hands up. "Hey, no problems here, right Glenie?"

Kane's eyes narrowed, a low growl escaping his throat as John walked away without waiting for a reply. "You know I'm going to kill him, right?"

"Yes." His own green eyes were narrowed from that crack.