Chapter 31

Over the next several weeks, everything was calm and mostly uneventful, busy because of WrestleMania. Everyone wanted this to go off without any problems and it was going to...or Stephanie was going to blow up. When John and Rajani arrived back from eloping, to say there as a blow up would've been an understatement. Stephanie had blown a gasket and her brother nearly took half the state they were in with him. They both yelled and screamed at her until Rajani finally snapped and told both of them if they couldn't respect her decision then she would quit and never speak to any of them again. Stephanie was her boss, but they were also friends and it hurt that the woman didn't respect her enough to keep her opinions about the 'sham' of a marriage, as her brother so eloquently put it, to herself.

Dwayne had been impossible to deal with and Rajani finally told him to shut the hell up and worry about his own life instead of hers. They hadn't spoken since and it was over a month ago. The night before WrestleMania had arrived and Rajani stepped inside the building with her husband, hand in hand, wearing a beautiful amber colored gown that was silk and hugged every curve of her body. It crisscrossed in the back and was strapless, beautiful black beading and embroidery running down the spine before flaring out at the knees in a sheer fabric. The front simply had a sweetheart neckline with the black beading and embroidery outlining the hem. She had two inch black heels on, her black hair swept up on top of her head in a ton of spiral curls, black eyeliner with gold eye shadow on her eyes and clear gloss on her lips, her tanned complexion making the dress stand out on her. Rajani had a black diamond necklace around her neck with matching bracelet and small dangling earrings.

Rajani had married John Cena; right after their little episode in his hotel room...Taker had flipped his lid when he found out, though he wasn't one of the people, like Dwayne and Stephanie, to publically deride her about it. No, Taker had gone home for a weekend and lost it there where no one would see him and he wasn't putting anyone at risk of getting hurt. Because he wanted to HURT someone, namely Cena. How in the hell had THAT come about? He was standing with Shawn Michaels when Mr. and Mrs. Cena arrived for the Hall of Fame ceremony, totally missing whatever the hell Michaels was talking about. Probably that hunting television show gig of his, he wasn't sure and just kept silent, pretending to listen.

"Oh my god, you look stunning Raja!" Stephanie squealed out, wearing a simple black dress that had sequins throughout it, hugging her friend very lightly. "You are quite a vision!"

"Thanks Steph, you look beautiful too."

Steph rolled her eyes. "Yeah right, with 3 kids, who the hell has time to shop for a dress? I just plucked something out of my closet."

"Believe it or not, same here." That was a total lie. "Where's Paul? Is he ready for tomorrow night?" Secretly, Rajani was worried about Taker and hoped he didn't get hurt, her heart hurting at the mere thought of him.

"As ready as he'll ever be, I suppose."

"I'm right here, Rajani." Paul said, walking up, pulling Taker and Shawn with him. "We're just talking shop, you know how that goes."

"Still?"

John kept his arm wrapped around his wife once she had stepped back by him, his eyes widening when he finally took in Taker. Who...was not bald, but...one good swipe with the buzzers and he would be. He had seen the promos for the hair thing, figuring it was just a gimmick...oh no, not really, he'd been dead wrong on that assumption.

"He looks weird, don't he?" Shawn chuckled, reaching up to rub Taker's head.

Taker swatted Shawn's hand away, eyes on Rajani.

"The hair doesn't make the person. He looks just like he always has. Hell, do you remember his Big Evil days? He was nearly bald back then too. It seems as though people have forgotten about that since he's been back in the Deadman persona." Everyone laughed softly, easing the moment just a little and Rajani nodded when John announced he had to use the restroom, stepping away.

"Don't worry Johnny, I'll take good care of her."

Rajani rolled her eyes at Stephanie and accepted a glass of champagne that Paul handed over; thankful he was being civil toward her. "Thank you, Paul. I look forward to seeing the match tomorrow night. It's going to steal the show."

"Of course it is honey, I'm the special guest ref!" Shawn beamed, groaning when Paul popped him upside the head. "HEY! That's not very nice, Game."

"Then cool your jets, HBK."

"Shawn, just remember if you don't play this as we talked about..."

Stephanie's blue eyes sparkled evilly. "What was it Mark said he'd do?"

Paul coughed, rubbing the back of his neck. "Something about hanging Shawn upside down...by his balls...in his own front yard...so the wife and kids can see him..."

Shawn frowned slightly, wondering if Taker would actually do it.

Considering Taker was still in a mood...yes, yes he would.

"Play nice, HBK. You don't want a riot on your hands now, do you?" Smiling sweetly, Rajani walked past the group, brushing her fingers on Taker's arm, their eyes locking briefly. "Good luck tomorrow, be careful." She looked away when John came toward her and immediately took his arm, allowing him to guide her down to the front row.

"Hey, I plan on following exactly as we discussed."

Paul smirked, taking his wife and guided her down the stairs to sit down, knowing her feet were killing her.

Taker turned to watch as the two couples walked away, more specifically Rajani, secretly hoping John tripped down the stairs and broke his neck.

"Yeah, I look at Rebecca that way too. Sucks, don't it?"

Taker shot Shawn a look.

Shawn shrugged one shoulder, adjusting his tie. "Sorry man, you got that look. Deny it if you want, but I'm a guy who still has that look 10+ years later." He clapped Taker on the shoulder before going off to join his own wife.

"Damn it..." Shawn was right.

The Hall of Fame ceremony was incredible as everyone bid Adam Copeland -Edge- farewell, his speech touching so many hearts, including Rajani's. He deserved the standing ovation and the fans chanting his name. It was sad to see him go, but Rajani was glad he was walking away with all of his limbs still intact. Afterward, they headed to the after party and Rajani laughed while John and Adam talked about their outstanding rivalry that lasted quite awhile in the company. It was nearly as long as Steve Austin's, where her brother had inducted their grandfather. Rajani excused herself to use the restroom, making her way through the crowd, smiling and waving at random people who greeted her.

Bathrooms. They were getting this 'thing' for bathrooms, and he found it amusing. They had a 'thing'. What Kane didn't find all that amusing was that she was now Mrs. Rajani Cena, not expecting that to happen so soon, if at all. The woman was an idiot. John Cena was an idiot. They were all idiots. He let her handle her business, including washing her hands. Then, while her head was down, he appeared behind her. Easing his hand around to clamp down on her mouth, a cloth soaked in ether in his palm, Kane watched as Rajani slowly lost consciousness.

"Ssshhhh..."

Rajani had no chance of struggling because she hadn't been expecting the attack, slumping against Kane. She knew how took her because of the reflection she'd caught right before passing out. Kane lifted her up over his shoulder and carted her out of the bathroom. Everyone was boozing it up and didn't pay attention to anything, it was actually the perfect place and time to kidnap Rajani. He placed her in the backseat of his getaway car before speeding out of there, heading toward a destination unknown.

"Come on baby; let's get out of this town. I got a full tank of gas, and the top rolled down. There's a chill in my bones, I don't want to be left alone. So baby you can sleep while I drive..." Kane sang along to the radio, sounding absolutely insane, which at this point he probably could be certified as.

Back inside, Stephanie was starting to become concerned when Rajani hadn't returned in a certain amount of time. "She's been in there a long time..." Stephanie commented, trying to peer past everyone who was blocking her view. "She's not pregnant already, is she?"

"No..." John was pretty sure she wasn't...though if she was, how awesome would that be? How awesome would he be? Getting his new wife knocked up within only a month of being married?

"I'm going to go check on her."

Sometime the following day, Rajani slowly opened her eyes and instantly regretted it, feeling sick to her stomach. The ether had definitely made her feel nauseous or whatever it was that knocked her out. Groaning, Rajani slowly blinked several times, trying to get her equilibrium back on track and managed to slowly sit up, looking around the room. This wasn't her and John's hotel room.

Hell, this wasn't even a hotel!

"Where am I?" Rajani whispered, tears suddenly forming in her eyes at the sudden memory of Kane's face flashing through her mind, her hand flying to her open mouth. "Oh god no..."

"Well it's not a 4 star hotel so you can bet your ass I won't be waiting on you." Came Kane's darkly amused voice from the corner of the room, where he had been sitting, watching her sleep.

It was mid-afternoon, she had slept all this time, and he just watched her while dozing on and off himself. He wasn't overly worried about her trying to escape. There was motion sensors, security alarms, everything to keep her captured as long as he wanted.

"Did you sleep well?" He asked, sounding genuinely polite and interested, his eyes sparkling evilly.

"Cut the shit, Kane. What the hell is going on here?" Rajani demanded, refusing to fall for his nice guy act when she knew he was nothing but a lunatic. She slowly backed up on the bed until she hit the headboard, tears slowly sliding down her face. Today was WrestleMania and he had kidnapped her at the WORSE possible time! "Kane, we both have an obligation to fulfill with WrestleMania so you can't keep me here. We have jobs." Stephanie was going to maim this prick if he kept Rajani away from the biggest event of the year. "What the hell do you want from me?!"

"You are actually asking me what I want...after I kidnapped you. Are you serious?" He reached up to scratch his hair, cocking his head to the side and clucked his tongue almost disappointedly. "You know, I always thought for the most part, you were a relatively smart woman. I am disappointed to announce that you have just changed my mind, Raja. What do you THINK I want?" He growled that last sentence out, pushing himself up out of his chair.

"Me, sex, possibly my acrylics? How the fuck do I know after everything you've done to me? I know you want some part of me and I hate to burst your bubble, but I'm taken, Kane. I'm MARRIED now. This has to stop, I can't keep living in fear of you. So please, if you're going to kill me, do it now and get it OVER with!" There was no running, no hiding, no way of escape so Rajani was going to go down swinging, metaphorically of course. "Just do whatever you wanna do, there's nowhere for me to go. You took me for a reason, so get on with it already!"

She had a mouth on her and Kane knew just what to do with mouthy bitches. He could shove something between those lips to shut her up. "Rajani...I think you're going to have to wait and find out my little surprise right along with everyone else." He said slowly, his tone thoughtful, his hands moving down to play with the button of his blue jeans, which was all he wore, considering her. "Now, if you want to occupy the time...we can do that too..."

"I'll bite it off if you even TRY to shove that disgusting thing in my mouth!" Rajani hissed, rolling off the bed when he went to grab her, immediately regretting that. "Oh shit..." She had to lean against the wall to keep from toppling over, blinking back the blurriness and knew it was the aftershocks from the ether. "Please leave me alone." She whispered, sliding down the wall, still in her amber gown from the previous night. "Please just tell me what you want. Why are you doing this to me? I don't understand."

"Patience Raja, you'll find out soon enough..." Kane soothed, kneeling down in front of her, placing his hands on her knees so she couldn't kick him. Then his hands were under her arms, pulling her upright. "You're still feeling the effects of the ether, which...would normally be clearing up within the hour, but...I dosed you again while you were sleeping, so...you're going to be dizzy for the better part of the day. Can't have you trying to run, I'm sure you understand right?" He laid her out on the bed, hovering over her.

"If this is about John and Taker..."

She sighed when he pressed a finger to her lips, silencing her. All Rajani could do was lay there as silent tears slid down her face, wishing she was back with John, but that's not who entered her mind. It was Taker. Even after she was married and had tried forgetting about her feelings for him, that wasn't possible. She missed him so much; it physically hurt her every time they passed each other in the hallways of the arenas and especially last night.

"Kane, please, I don't want to miss my husband's match against my brother. Please, don't keep me away from WrestleMania. You have a match with Randy and I have a job to do. Please don't make me miss the biggest show of the year." That and she had to watch Taker's match to make sure he stayed alive.