Chapter 33

The shock of ice cold water splashing against her face two hours later jolted Rajani awake again, causing her to sputter and cough violently. Her hair was now destroyed and the front of her dress was drenched! She could hear something be tossed away from him and Rajani had to blink several times to get her blurred vision clear.

"Bastard." She hissed out at the amused Kane, looking around what looked like a...boiler room. "Kane, I have a job to do. When are you going to let me go so I can actually DO it?"

"You're so cute, Rajani, really. You're also obviously an idiot, a cute idiot, but an idiot nonetheless. I always did question your mental state you know," Kane said conversationally, idly plucking a stray strand of hair off his own dry and impeccable shirt. "You never bothered telling the proper people about our little encounters...you could have had me locked away, but no..." He clucked his tongue, shaking his head. "As for your job and doing it, this is the part where I tell you you're an idiot again. Think woman! After everything I've done, and the obvious laws I've broken, what in the name of god makes you think I give a flying FUCK about your job?" He was irritated and it showed.

"You son of a bitch!" Rajani shouted, sick and tired of these games he was playing with her and took the first item she could get her hands on, which was a crowbar surprisingly enough. It was the bowels of the arena after all. "FUCK YOU!"

She clocked him right in the face with it, thankful he hadn't put his mask on yet and heard him roar out in pain before rushing past him out of the boiler room. The idiot hadn't bothered locking the door; of course he would be THAT cocky to think she wouldn't fight him off. Rajani quickly slammed the door shut and put a chair under the doorknob, knowing that wouldn't keep Kane locked up long, but it would give her enough time to find help.

"JOHN!" She started screaming at the top of her lungs, then immediately stopped while she kept running, having taken her heels off with tears streaming down her face. "TAKER!" Rajani screamed even louder, hoping somebody heard her as she rounded the corner, not bothering to look behind her and began running even faster. "SOMEBODY HELP ME!"

That was it, she was dead. He was just going to strangle her and say 'fuck this' on everything. His face a giant mess of pain and a broken nose with blood... he was gushing blood...Kane chased after her, trying to see straight. A crowbar, she had...he cursed, having every intention of shoving a crowbar up her ass and using her as a PROP when he made his announcement.

"Get back here you bitch!" Kane bellowed, shoving the first individual who was unfortunate enough to get in his path right into the wall.

The hell if she would! Rajani ran as fast as her legs could carry her, finally arriving in the hallway and almost cried out of sheer joy at the sight of Taker. He was walking down the hallway heading either to the cafeteria or his dressing room, but she didn't care.

"TAKER!" She screamed as loud as she could, gaining his and everyone else's attention.

"Oh my god, Rajani!" Alex immediately rushed over to her, his eyes wide. "Where the hell have you been?! Stephanie and everyone have been looking everywhere for you! John is worried out of his MIND and-"

Rajani's eyes didn't leave Taker as she walked past Alex, crying openly and trembling from head to toe. Wrapping her arms around his waist, Rajani buried her face in his chest, sobbing violently. He immediately wrapped his arms around her, almost automatic, green eyes wide and pretty sure he was having his first heart attack or maybe a stroke. When he had recovered himself somewhat, he looked up, half-expecting Kane to come barreling towards them. Unsurprisingly, he didn't see the other man. Pissed off, in pain, but not totally stupid, Kane had retreated. The little bitch was going to PAY for this. Alex was already on his cell, alerting Stephanie to the fact that Rajani was with them, and Kane was somewhere in the building.

"Did he hurt you, darlin'?" Taker began to pat her down to check for obvious injuries.

"N-No..."

Rajani didn't pull away as Taker gave her a cursory once over, relief coursing through her because she was back with him. The man she thought couldn't protect her, the man who had inadvertently broken her heart. She married John because of this man's rejection and, yet, all Rajani wanted to do was be with him. She didn't feel this safe with John and John was supposed to be her husband!

"Taker..."

Before she could say what she wanted, Rajani was suddenly pulled forcefully away from Taker. Not seeing who it was, Rajani could only think it was Kane and hauled off, elbowing the man right in the face, stumbling back. Her dark eyes widened in shock at the sight of her husband, who now had a bloody nose, and instantly more tears fell. Had he lost his mind GRABBING her like that?!

"Damn it, Rajani!"

John instantly let her go in order to cup his bleeding, hopefully not broken nose, his blue eyes watering as he blinked them furiously. A moment later he was shunted to the side as Stephanie ran up, knocking him sideways in her haste to get to her friend. He did notice the dark look flicker through Taker's eyes, a dark look aimed at him and spat out blood.

That was HIS wife, not Taker's.

"Thank god there you are!" Stephanie clobbered Rajani with a hug, pulling back to stare at her assistant/friend, relief in her blue eyes. "Where have you been?"

"You shouldn't have grabbed me like that, John! Christ, I was kidnapped by a lunatic and I thought it was him!"

Rajani ignored Stephanie's question for the moment, shaking so badly her teeth chattered. Kane, of course! Why wasn't John surprised? They had all figured it had been him but now Rajani had just cemented it. But at the same time, he was surprised, because Kane had no actual reason to do this, not anymore.

"That idiot was supposed to stop..." He muttered, his ringing head keeping him from realizing he had spoken that aloud and rather audibly.

"Now that's just...an odd thing to say..."

Very odd, Taker's eyebrow was slowly rising.

Rajani had heard it crystal clear, her dark eyes narrowing slightly just as Dwayne ran up. "What do you mean he was supposed to stop?" She demanded, standing there with her arms at her sides, fists clenched so tight, her acrylic nails were digging into her flesh. "Jonathan, what the FUCK is going on here?" Rajani demanded, flames of rage starting to enter her eyes as they slowly narrowed. If looks could kill, John would be on the floor DEAD. "Was all of this because of YOU?"

Before John could even think of backing away or outright running, Taker was behind him, moving so fast even Stephanie was blinking. He placed his hands on Cena's shoulders and squeezed. "You better answer her, boy." He ordered darkly.

John was about to choke on his own tongue as he stared at his wife. His wife, she was his. He wasn't going to lose her, not after everything he had done to get her. "No, of course not!" He said indignantly, obviously hurt that she would even think that.

Taker squeezed even harder. That was not the right answer and everyone present knew it.

"I'm only going to ask you one more time and then I'm going to let Taker rip you to shreds, Cena."

Rajani wasn't kidding, this was no joking matter. Kane had attacked her 3 times now and there was a reason for it. John knew the reason or else he wouldn't have said what he did.

"Why the hell would you say something like that if you didn't know something? You tell me the truth right now or so help me god I'll RIP YOUR THROAT OUT!"

Taker thrust John forward, obviously wanting to see some throat ripping action and let go of the smaller man's shoulders. If Cena tried to bolt, well...he was surrounded and he wouldn't get very far. John's wide blue eyes were darting from person to person, well aware of who was towering behind him before finally looking back down at his wife.

"Raja, you wouldn't...you wouldn't give me the time of day." He whispered pathetically.

"Alright, let's castrate him now."

"The time of day?" Rajani couldn't believe what she was hearing, what her husband was saying. Tears swelled her dark eyes and Rajani had to step away from him, trembling from running away from Kane and now her husband's involuntary confession. "Tell me what you did." She whispered, not caring that her bare feet were currently ice due to not being able to wear shoes.

Kane knocked her out to bring her here, so of course he would remove the heels she'd put on as they could've and would've been used as a weapon. John began shaking his head, not about to say anything more and clamped his lips shut. He could already see from the look Stephanie was giving him that he was looking forward to a cot and the pleasure of being someone's bitch if he continued. John wasn't about to implicate himself anymore than he already had. His eyes never left the woman who was, legally, his wife. There was that small consolation and he smirked cruelly when he felt Taker's hand on the back of his neck, deciding one last word wasn't going to hurt.

"Deadman, tell me something, did it hurt when she ran off to marry me?"

He was going to choke this little piss ant.

"Bet you got shit-faced when you heard the news, didn't you? Bet you pictured our wedding night in your head, like a movie you couldn't stop watching."

"Now Mark, we need him alive long enough to properly confess."

"You lousy son of a bitch."

Rajani could only stare at her worthless husband while he looked as though Taker might snap his neck in two. She wouldn't have minded it, but at the same time, Rajani wanted and needed to know everything John did to her. She jumped slightly when she felt a pair of hands on her shoulders and looked behind her, seeing it was her big brother Dwayne, tears instantly sliding down her cheeks. What had she done?

"The only reason I married you, John, was because I was rejected by the man I really wanted to be with. And you took advantage of that." Slipping the ring off, Rajani tossed it at him, watching as it hit his bare chest before dropping on the concrete flooring. "Our marriage will soon be over."

"I'll make sure of it with my lawyers." Dwayne held his sister tight against him, thankful she was alive, but hating all the pain that radiated from her. "Stephanie, I hope you realize tonight, you might not have Fruity Pebbles as your top guy much longer."

"I'm actually more worried about him not making it to his match tonight." Stephanie said nervously, eyeballing Taker who looked like he was struggling to not do something murderous.

Not that she blamed the guy, John definitely deserved a slow painful death, however. John's ice cold blue eyes were fastened on the wedding ring, his gaze slowly rising until he was staring at Rajani. His face was nothing but seriousness, his features frozen in place, looking ominous.

"You're mine, Rajani, until the day you die."

Now Taker was choking John.

"No I'm not. I never was yours and I never will be. You couldn't stand that, could you? You couldn't stand the fact that I wouldn't give you the time of day because of who my brother was. You couldn't stand the fact that when I started bunking with Taker for protection, I no longer wanted you. And now, you can't stand the fact that Kane has ruined your plans, whatever they were. He was supposed to stop, right? That's exactly what you said and, believe me, it WILL be brought up in court. That includes the attacks on Beth, Phil and Taker. Just remember I am NOT the only one you've attacked, Cena."

When John's face paled at the realization of what he did, of shoving his foot in his mouth figuratively, Rajani actually smiled coldly before walking away from Dwayne and through the sea of people, needing to get out of there. John recovered slowly and hadn't really said much, not enough to incriminate him fully. It was all circumstantial, he could beat this. Yes, he could beat this and get his wife back. Over his dead cold, 6 feet buried body would there be a divorce. He hadn't done everything he might've done just to lose her all because Kane apparently had jumped the plan and boarded the crazy train.

"He needs to be locked somewhere until you can either put him in his match or have him arrested." Taker said, shoving John forward hard enough to cause him to drop, eyes on Rajani's back.

There was no way in hell Rajani was staying here or being employed by the WWE a second longer. She didn't care what happened tonight. None of it meant anything to her after what happened. She needed a hot scalding shower to sear away Kane's touch, tears streaming so hard, she could barely see as she ran out into the parking lot. They were in Miami so it wasn't cold and the heated asphalt felt wonderful against her bare feet.

She didn't know where she was going or what she was doing, but Rajani just had to get as far away from everyone as possible, needing sometime alone. Taker had easily caught up with her. WrestleMania was a busy night and, while she had run through the hallways and outside, she had also had to fight her way through. She probably hadn't even realized she was playing ping pong off her coworkers. He had had an easier time, no one was stupid enough to linger in the Undertaker's path when he was clearly in a 'mood'.

"Calm down darlin'." Taker whispered, snaking his arms around her waist when she finally came to a halt, not surprised when she automatically went for the mule kick, blocking it. "It's just me."

"Taker."