Love Is In The Air

(PRESENT DAY)

Lying in his arms there was a million and one thoughts running through Sarah’s mind, while he caressed her softly his mind was full of fear worry and regret. What if she doesn’t want me? What if I’m not enough? What if she regrets it?

Was all he could think as he tried to slow his heartbeat and sooth his fears, hoping she didn’t regret it and that she’d want to stay. The silence began to get unbearable but neither seemed willing to break it, so as they lay there both let their minds drift back to when they were just friends still. Turning slightly so her back was leant against his chest Alex boldly pulled her into his embrace, thankful that she didn’t pull away from him Alex closed his eyes and began to think of how the two had first met. Hearing him sigh deeply she too laid thinking about how the two had gotten to this point in their lives, closing her eyes Sarah lay listening to the rain fall outside for a few moments before drifting off into her dream filled sleep.

(FLASHBACK)

The lowest moment of her life and Sarah felt as though the whole world had walked out on her, I’ve lost everything she thought to herself as she sat staring at the knife in her hands. The rape, the bullying, the attacks, the lovers all flooded Sarah’s mind with the hurt and pain she couldn’t bare anymore. Wanting the pain to stop and the hurting to be over Sarah ran the cold blade softly across her wrist, shivering as steel met flesh. It’s easy, just do it. Sarah thought to herself as she ran the cold steel across her wrist a little firmer this time, wincing slightly as she felt it almost tear the skin. Sitting in the cold dark alleyway the last attack Sarah had suffered had been the final straw, as her attacker had pulled the knife to do goodness knows only what to her she had lost it completely. Grabbing the knife from his hands Sarah’s pretty brown eyes were filled with pain and hurt, and as the tears started to fall all the pent up emotions and anger she had been feeling since she was a child came flooding out.

“Come on then you bastard, come and attack me! Hurt me you asshole, come on!” She yelled as the torrent of abuse came flowing out of her, holding the knife in her hands Sarah had the cold sharp blade pointed to her neck as she watched the fear in her attackers eyes right before he ran for the hills.

Today was much the same as any other day for Alex, he got up the same went to work the same and did all the normal things he would do. But for the past eighteen months he had done all this on autopilot, since losing his wife Penny he had be so devastated by it all it was all he could do to survive what life threw at him. Today Alex was due to teach a group of consultants how to get the best out of their employees, sighing deeply it was just another thing he didn’t want to do but knew he had no choice but to go. Having just about managed to get himself up the rest seemed to be a blur because the next thing Alex knew he was climbing out of his car and getting ready to head off, taking his briefcase from the boot and locking his car Alex headed off to make the short journey from the car park to the companies offices a few streets away. On any other day this journey would take Alex all of three minutes but like he had become accustomed too, today took him the long way round. He couldn’t help himself; he needed to be close to Penny again. Although his mind was full of the incident and then her accident, Alex could see her as clear as day; it was as if she was standing next to him as he stood at the entrance to the alleyway. But as his mind cleared he was alerted to someone’s distress with the faint sobbing he could hear close by.

As he approached Sarah looked up to see this stranger coming at her, gripping the knife tighter she never realised until it was too late she had already tore the skin on her wrist. At first it didn’t hurt and she never noticed until she saw his eyes travel from her face to her wrist, following the strangers eyes she saw the blood and then felt the shock and pain overwhelm her.

“My names Alex, I’m a first aider what’s happened?” Sarah just about heard him say as she could feel herself drifting into unconsciousness, as he approached his soft voice seemed to reassure her that she would be safe with him and within moments the stranger had begun to tender to the wound. Silence surrounded them for a long time as Sarah lay there drifting in and out of unconsciousness and trying to sort the mess of her life out; as he spoke she looked up into his eyes for the first time and quickly became captivated by them.

“Tell me what happened my love, who made you do this?” His voce was so soft and reassuring Sarah just knew instantly that this man wouldn’t hurt her, looking up into his bright blue piercing eyes she took a deep breath and began to tell this kind stranger what happened.

“I was attacked again; some man took my bag and then pulled the knife on me.” Sarah felt strangely at ease in this man’s company and wanted to say more but found the words got stuck in her throat.

“But why do this to yourself sweetheart?” Alex said as he finished dressing her wound the best he could, wanting to take her in his arms and take her pain away Alex felt useless but couldn’t stop himself from reaching out to her instinctively pulling away at the last moment. Holding out his hand to her she cautiously took it and was helped to her feet lingering for as long as he could Alex held her hand and asked again why she’d hurt herself, it was her answer that scared him the most and made it almost impossible for him to let go of her hand.

“Because I wish I was dead, I wanted to kill myself.” As her words left her mouth it was like all the emotions pain and hurt had been lifted slightly, not being able to hold it in any longer she began to weep uncontrollably. Not being able to stop himself Alex had taken her into his arms and silently begun to weep for her pain, for Penny and for his own pain. They two strangers stayed like this for a long time, weeping into each others arms not able to stop their grief from showing. As their tears began to slowly dry Alex instinctively brought her face to his and cupped it in his soft hands, smiling the smile of an angel he softly spoke.

“Do you need to talk my dear?” Nodding she was touched at how he tenderly spoke and wiped away her tears softly, pulling away and holding his hand out she hesitantly looked for a moment before taking it and allowing him to lead her away and back to his warm dry car.

Sitting in his warm dry car Sarah was sat in silence, cold and frightened but she felt strangely calm in this stranger’s presence. Shaking through the cold Sarah watched as he took the jacket he had on off and wrapped it around her shoulders, smiling slightly at him and his kindness she felt like she could tell him anything and he would listen to her.

“Do you want to talk my love?” His soft voice was full of kind compassion; looking round to him Sarah was met by his bright blue eyes and felt ready to share everything with someone. Taking a deep breath Sarah began to tell this perfect stranger how she came to this point in her life, watching how he took her hand in his as she spoke.

“My life’s a mess, I just wish it was over and then the pain would stop…” As Sarah began to talk she felt like a weight was being lifted from her shoulders, and strangely she could feel a change inside of her that she couldn’t explain.

“… and this attack just became too much for me to take. I just want it to all be over; I want the pain and tears to stop!” As Sarah finished tell her story, the silence was deafening, but although she felt sad her tears wouldn’t fall. Moving his free hand to her face he turned her head to face his and gently stroked her cheek, sighing he went to speak but found he couldn’t. He just pulled her gently into his arms and held her closely as she felt the waves of emotions hit her, whispering soft reassurances into her hair over and over again. From that moment on the two became best friends and would never leave each other, silently promising to always be there for each other.

(PRESENT DAY)

Not really being able to sleep Sarah sighed deeply and opened her eyes, realising she was still lying in Alex’s arms and still in his bed. Feeling his breath upon her neck she could tell he was wide awake too, feeling him sigh deeply Sarah shifted her weight slightly causing him to wrap his arms around her and speak.

“Are you ok Sarah?” Was all he could say, feeling the guilt deep down inside he prayed she was alright. Trying to pretend she was still asleep Sarah silently held her breath for as long as she could, before she felt Alex’s lips softly graze her neck. Shivering Sarah felt things inside of her that she never thought she could ever feel, sighing deeply she too a deep breath and spoke.

“I just…” Sarah started, having no real idea of what she was about to say.

“I don’t know where this leaves us Alex.” Sarah continued after a few moments to gather her thoughts, leaning into his arms as she tried to make sense of it all. Yesterday had all been so different, for them both it was true but now she found herself lying in the arms of her best friend. Not being able to understand why she didn’t feel guilty or what was going through here mind, all Sarah was sure of was that she may have just lost her best friend; and that scared her more than anything.

“I know Sarah I know, this wasn’t exactly planned you know! I wasn’t expecting to end up in bed with you…” Before he had the chance to go on Sarah moved and went to get up, grabbing him shirt that lay by her side of the bed and putting it on. Getting up and heading for the bathroom, Sarah spoke trying to understand what she was feeling.

“And you think I did? Come on Alex I know I’m the last person you’d want to end up in bed with, and I can assure you this wasn’t something I planned either!” As she stood in the bathroom, looking into the mirror Sarah couldn’t explain where those words had come from. All she knew was that deep down somewhere inside of her she not only felt she’d lost her best friend but that what had happened was; if only in his mind was a huge mistake. Splashing water upon her face Sarah stared blankly into the mirror again and begun to think about her past, in particular how Alex had always been there for her during the good times and bad. Whatever she went through Sarah always seemed to know that after that day when she met Alex she’d never go through it alone again, she had believed that it was the same way for him. But now as she thought about last night Sarah realised that it may all be over for their friendship, as she may very well be looking at fighting alone once more.

(FLASHBACK)

The day had started off like pretty much all the rest over the past seven years, it had become somewhat of a traditional ritual between the pair. Having both been left more than a little broken hearted by lovers in their pasts it was always the same for both Sarah and Alex on Valentine’s Day, loads of people all loved up and rubbing salt into their wounds. As the two friends sat that first Valentine’s night in their local bar seven years ago, surrounded by lovers wooing each other they both made a pact that neither would spend another Valentine’s Day alone and nor would they feel hurt by those surrounding them. Laughing like children and acting like they were already lovers both Sarah and Alex would spend that Valentine’s Day together enjoying each others company, and would continue to do so until that day when it all seemed to change. As the two friends met for coffee before they went for lunch everything was like normal, the mood was light and the laugher deep; neither could have known that things would end the way they did. As they sat in the restaurant having lunch the atmosphere was geared more towards their long standing friendship than anything else, both laughed and joked like they never had a care in the world. Even as the two took the short journey home neither could have ever known that things would end the way they did.

(PRESENT DAY)

Sitting there in silent shock Alex realised that she most probably regretted last night and wished it hadn’t happened, sighing deeply he tired to piece together the shattered bits of his life and heart as he started to dress realising in all honesty he couldn’t and didn’t want to. All that really went through Alex’s mind was that the women he loved and cared for more than life itself would never speak to him again, thoughts of losing Sarah and her friendship ran through his mind and if he was honest it scared the hell out of him. All the times she had been there for him when he had needed her, all the happiness and laughter that he felt and filled his life flooded his already overwhelmed thoughts. Thoughts of how wrong and far off the mark she was began to enter his mind, she thinks I don’t want her made him realise the pain he thought he’d taken away was still there. Alex sat on the edge of his bed and trying to find the right words to explain how he felt, when Mark came in.

“Dad, I’m off into town is there anything you want?” He’d managed to say before he saw the state of undress his father was in and the items of clothing scattered around the bedroom floor, blushing as soon as he realised and quickly made his excuses and left leaving Alex with just his thoughts of last night for company.

(FLASHBACK)

As they got back to his Alex fixed them both a drink and the pair sat down to watch all the old slushy movies they could, laughing and mocking them as they watched. Curling up together Sarah couldn’t stop feeling a little emotional as they watched the end of that great classic love story Casablanca, and as she tried to hide her tears she felt truly touched as Alex pulled her close and gently caressed her back. She was touched too at how Alex had to hide his own tears as they watched City of Angels, as the two friends watched more romantic films both felt relaxed and comfortable together. Snuggling into his arms the pair watched Ghost Sarah sensed a changed but couldn’t place it, Alex felt the same changed too but couldn’t explain it ether. Watching Sam and Molly on the pottery wheel causes a desire deep within both Sarah and Alex that neither could deny, burying her head in his chest Sarah does all she can to fight these feelings. As they watched Sam dance with Molly through Oda Mae Alex almost instinctively kissed Sarah’s forehead, not realising until he’d done it or just what it or would unleash in the pair. Feeling a shiver go up her spine Sarah lifted her head so her face was level with Alex’s, smiling the pair were about to talk but both went back to watching the film after chickening out. As the film ended and their tears fell both Sarah and Alex were inches away from each other, turning to face him she was about to speak but as he hushed her lips Alex wiped away her tears before going to speak.

“Sarah…” Alex started to say before he was stopped by Sarah’s soft fingers upon his lips, his piercing blue eyes searching deep into her soul through Sarah’s deep brown eyes.

“Hush Alex, don’t speak.” Sarah boldly said as she searched his eyes, looking for the answers she had longed to find.

“I never got my Valentine’s Kiss.” Sarah continued as she playfully giggled and kissed Alex’s cheek, feeling the change she then softly laid a light kiss upon his lips while lingering slightly. Within seconds the mood had changed and both could not only sense it but also feel it, wanting to pull away neither found they could. Finally pulling back the two friends sat their in silence, their heartbeats racing and emotions reeling. Feeling a passionate desire rise within them both that neither could deny it was Alex that made the first move this time, softly kissing Sarah upon the lips with a passion he never knew he had within him still. With a desire she didn’t think she still had Sarah kissed Alex back for all she was worth, and as the passion and desire grew in both something just felt right for them both and as they crossed the line of no return both knew it was what they wanted. Softly caressing her Alex felt that this could never be wrong slowly kissing his way down Sarah’s body, feeling how she reacted to his touch. Pulling back Alex went to ask if Sarah was sure, nodding before he had the chance he picked her up in his arms and carried off to his bedroom.

(PRESENT DAY)

“One Kiss…” Alex half thought and half said, as he heard the bathroom door open.

“It was just one kiss!” Alex said a little louder as Sarah came and sat on the edge of the bed, her back to his trying to make sense of it all.

“I know Alex… This wasn’t something I planned.” Sarah said after a while of silence between the pair, both wanting to say so much more but finding the words got stuck in their throats.

“I should go Alex…” Sarah started, knowing deep in her heart it was the last thing she wanted. After all she had been through the only one to love her and be there for her was Alex, losing him was the last thing she wanted. Losing her was the last thing Alex wanted, she was his life and one of the only good things he had left to live for.

“I don’t want you to go Sarah; we need to talk about this still.” Alex said as he put a hand on her arm to stop her from getting up, still trying to work it all out in his own mind.

“I know we do Alex, I just can’t handle losing my best friend because of a kiss that was just for fun…” Sarah started to say but before she could continue Alex had cut her off, almost raising his voice at her.

“Is that was it was to you Sarah, just a bit of fun? That kiss meant nothing to you then, is that what you’re telling me?” The hurt was clearly evident in his voice and as Sarah turned to look in his eyes, for the first time Alex’s eyes were dark and cold.

“Alex…” Sarah begun to say, seeing how he just looked through her. As he rose from the bed Sarah’s heart sank, still unsure where this would end up. Trying not to let her pain, hurt or tears show Sarah turned away and sighed deeply.

“Oh Alex, is that what you really think of me? You know that isn’t me!” Watching him disappear into the bathroom Sarah could no longer hold her tears back, crying into his pillow she felt like she had just lost everything again. As Alex splashed water upon his face and looked into the mirror he could see his own heartbreaking, walking back into the bedroom his eyes focused on Sarah crying upon his bed. Instinctively Alex went to her side and reached out to caress her, pulling back for a moment she looked into his eyes and watched how quickly they changed.

“I’m sorry baby; I didn’t mean to make you cry. You mean the world to me, you know that! The last thing I want to do is hurt you, I just don’t want to lose you.” Alex said as he softly wiped away the tears Sarah had let fall, going to speak Sarah shushed his lips and spoke.

“I don’t regret last night Alex; it wasn’t just a bit of fun to me! I just don’t to lose my best friend either; I’d be lost without you.” Pulling herself up upon her elbows and looking deep in his eyes there seemed to be an unasked question hanging in the air, one that both needed to answer but one that neither could.

“So where do we go from here Sarah?” Alex was finally able to say, searching Sarah’s eyes for some sign that she too wanted the same as he did.

“One day at a time?” Was all Sarah could say, as she too searched his eyes.

“Baby steps my darling baby steps, I will never hurt you.” Alex said as he gently pulled Sarah into his arms, holding her there hoping this would never be wrong. Pulling back slightly Alex softly kissed Sarah, feeling the passion rise deep within them once more she moaned softly against his lips. Falling back upon the pillow Alex began to caress Sarah slowly again softly kissing his way all over her highly sensitive body, a soft moan escaping from her lips as her desire grew.

“Oh Alex…” Her lips and body grew hungry for his touch and soft caresses, their passion could no longer be fought.

“I love you Sarah, you’re my life. Stay with me?” Alex finally felt able to say, as he kissed her softly once more.

“Oh Alex, I love you too. I will never leave your side, forever Alex forever.” Sarah managed to breathlessly whisper as his every touch and kiss took her breath away, holding him close as their desire and passion became stronger; giving herself to him once more they both knew this was going to be forever.

Loving a Deadman

AT THE START OF THE STORY ‘TAKER HAS BEEN BEATEN BY EDGE AND HIS SOUL HAS BEEN TAKEN. I START THIS STORY WITH A LITTLE “BIO” HISTORY ON THE DEADMAN AND THEN TALK ABOUT HIS LAST MATCH A LITTLE, BEFORE GOING ON TO THE NEXT BIT HERE HE COMES BACK. ONE OF THE SMACKDOWN SHOWS ‘TAKER COMES BACK AT & IT IS BEING HOSTED IN MSG AGAIN. (MADISON SQUARE GARDENS, NEW YORK CITY)

The Phenom. The American Bad Ass. The Deadman. The Undertaker.

However they referred to him, however he was known; he was known, and well known at that. Since his debut in 1990 ‘Taker has been a force to be reckoned with, standing at 6’ 10” and weighing in at over 300 pounds it was easy to see why. He had all the skills that the average wrestler had, but he also had something else; something more. All who went up against him felt it; many never came back the same after going into their matches with Undertaker. Many would come to try and end the legend of The Undertaker, they never succeeded; all would feel his power and none of them would ever be the same afterwards. Whether he was The Lord of Darkness dressed in his black robes and acting as the judge jury and executioner or The American Bad Ass riding his Harley and demanding respect, it was always the same; everyone felt the power of The Undertaker. After an unbroken and unmatched winning streak at Wrestlemaina ‘Taker was at the top of his game, and then something happened turning it upside down. After winning the WWE World Heavyweight Championship from Batista everything looked to be on the up for Undertaker again, even after he had retained the title against Batista.

It had been a gruelling match and had taken a lot out of ‘Taker, but the worst was yet to come. As The World’s Strongest Man; Mark Henry came to the ring nobody least of all The Undertaker knew what was coming next. Attacking ‘Taker and brutally leaving him near unconscious in the middle of the ring was bad enough, but then the opportunistic Edge; newly drafted from RAW saw his chance and his big opening. Cashing in his ‘money in the bank,’ Edge then proceeded to finish ‘Taker off and pinning him to win the World Heavyweight Championship. As Edge left the ring he left behind a bloodied and beaten Undertaker, what happened next was like something out of a sci-fi fantasy film. As the blackness gave way to that piercing blue light he was famous for, Undertaker’s robed minions came to the ring. And as the carried him out from the ring and out of the arena, no one; fans and superstars alike could believe what they were seeing. Was this the end of the Deadman? Would they ever see the superstar again and if so in what form would he rise? All these questions and more would plague wrestling superstars and fans, the only person that would ever know the answers to these questions was ‘Taker himself; but for now he chose to keep these answers to himself.

NEXT PART TAKES PLACE A COUPLE OF MONTHS LATER. EDGE HAS HAD TO GIVE UP THE BELT AND NOW THE GREAT KHALI HAS THE TITLE, BATISTA AND KANE (THE UNDERTAKER’S HALF BROTHER) ARE FIGHTING FOR THE BELT. LEAVING ‘TAKER FREE TO CONCENTRATE ON THE MAN THAT HELPED PUT HIM OUT OF ACTION, MARK HENRY. PEOPLE KNOW HE IS DUE BACK AND CAN’T WAIT, BUT NO ONE KNOWS IN JUST WHAT FORM THE DEADMAN WILL COME BACK.

Would it be the American Bad Ass the fans would get to see, the man who rode a Harley to the ring, fought hard and wanted respect? Or would it be The Phenom they would see, the man who felt no pain; hardly spoke and could frighten an opponent just by looking at them? Or would it be The Lord of Darkness himself, the man that nearly destroyed the whole McMahon family AND Stone Cold Steve Austin? Nobody really knew but whatever `Taker’ they got, the fans would always be happy. The real reason ‘taker had left Smackdown was partly to do with the years of injuries and being on the road had caused him, and partly due to his age and the ill health of his wife Sara. The years of abuse on his body, along with the stress and injuries had all taken their toll on ‘Taker. Years of being on the road an being the best and at the top of his game had all taken its toll on both him and his wife, but when Sara got sick things really began to get worse. Initially Undertaker had taken the time off to heal his bones and look after Sara, but as his wounds healed; Sara got worse. Until that fateful day when Sara’s body just couldn’t take anymore and she died, peacefully in her husband’s arms; leaving ‘Taker distraught and alone.

It had been four months since he had been in a WWE ring, four long hard months but now as he stood in his locker room he finally felt ready; ready to go out with a bang. Truth was that in his illustrious career Undertaker had pretty much done it all, he had been hardcore champ, tag team champ and a multi time World Heavyweight Champion. He had more wins at Wrestlemaina than anyone else; with 15 wins it was certainly a feat that looked unbeatable. In his mind ‘Taker had nothing left to prove and if he had learnt one thing after losing Sara, it was that life is too short and that there are other things to life than work. All he wanted now was to get revenge in Mark Henry and be allowed to retire and say thank you to the fans that had supported him throughout the years, and the best way for him to do this was in the ring; taking names and kicking ass as the American Bad Ass! Before he had got to the arena ‘Taker was checking his bike over making sure it was all in working order for the match, one of his other big passions in life was his motorcycles. He had one since he first made it big in the WWE and they were very much part of him and who he was. Maybe it was nerves or just that he was a perfectionist that he had been getting ready since five o’clock this morning, whatever the reason ‘Taker had more or less been ready for this moment for a long time.

HERE WE TALK ABOUT “HER” THE WOMAN THAT ‘TAKER WILL MEET AFTER HIS MATCH AT THE END OF THE SHOW. HE WILL SEE HER ABOUT TO BE ATTACKED BY THUGS AND HE WILL SAVE HER LIFE, AS WAY OF A THANK YOU SHE OFFERS HIM BREAKFAST IN A DINER SHE KNOWS. (IT IS WAY AFTER THREE IN THE MORNING WHEN ‘TAKER LEAVES THE SHOW) IT IS HER SECOND TIME IN NEW YORK AND SHE TELLS HIM HOW MUCH SHE LOVES IT HERE. THEY ALSO SHARE EMOTIONS, FEELINGS AND SECRETS WITH EACH OTHER. FINALLY FALLING FOR EACH OTHER AND GETTING TOGETHER.

It had been nearly ten years since she had been back here, but still it felt like home. She couldn’t explain it but it just felt as if she belonged here and like she was meant to be here, as she unpacked her stuff and went off for dinner Gabrielle felt like all the stress and pain of the last few years had all disappeared and left her. As the night went on all the pain and darkness Gabby had been through was finally all starting to slip away, and with it so did the feelings of depression. In fact Gabby was feeling so much better about herself that even though she was here alone the sadness still wasn’t as bad as it had been in recent years, as she finished her meal and left Gabby felt it was such a nice night a walk was in order. As she walked Gabby thought about her life back home and all that this year had thrown at her, she had lost her job, been in and come out of a rough relationship and been mugged all in the space of twelve months. It had certainly taken its toll on her and on more than one occasion Gabby had felt she had taken about as much as she could; if she was honest with herself it was the loneliness that was the worst thing about her life at the moment. Before she knew where she was Gabby found herself standing outside Madison Square Gardens, looking around Gabby could tell something was there and she would soon find out it was a WWE wrestling event.

Walking inside Gabby found a bar with a big screen and after sitting down and ordering herself a beer she started to watch the show, the show was the pay per view called “Unforgiven” and had the much discussed return of The Undertaker who had been absent since the brutal beating he had received at the hands of Mark Henry. But that match hadn’t happened yet as Gabby watched it was Jamie Noble taking on the cruiserweight champion; Hornswoggle, with the slippery little leprechaun retaining the belt after Noble was disqualified because he took his anger and frustration out on the official. Next match was Finlay vs. Kane, this match had been building up for some months now and had the makings of what JR would call a “slobberknocker” and as the match began it wasn’t far from that with Kane getting the upper hand throughout most of the match, tables turned when Hornswoggle tried to interfere but luckily Batista rushed to the ring and prevented the little leprechaun from getting involved; which in turn helped Kane to get the win with his finishing move The Chokeslam. As the pair celebrated in the ring Gabby ordered some food and another drink, glancing at the big screen she caught the start of the next match, the tag team champs Deuce & Domino against the unlikely team of Matt Hardy and Montel Vontavious Porter; MVP.

Not really watching the match Gabby found she was being engaged in a deep conversation with this guy sat next to her, they talked about everything from where they both came from to the wrestling on the big screen. Gabby wasn’t really listening if she was honest but she did try to be polite and listen, that was of course between the quick glances to the big screen. Gabby managed to catch the end of the current match, watching as MVP and Matt Hardy somehow managed to win the Tag Team Titles which seemed to show the new champs as much as it did the former champs! As Michael Cole and JBL talked about the win Gabby’s new friend made his excuses and left for a while promising to be back soon, as he left she looked up at the screen and saw that Mark Henry had made his way to the ring. Gabby knew this was the time for her favourite The Undertaker to make his return and pretty soon she had found herself sat closer to the big screen; much like many other customers in the bar, realizing she couldn’t be the only ‘Taker fan Gabby smile at that thought but was quickly pulled out of it when she heard the ominous bong of The Undertaker’s theme tune.

Moments later the lights went out and another bong sounded, the fans went wild at the thought the Deadman was back and ready to kick ass. But then the music changed from what the fans expected to his American Bad Ass theme; You Gonna Pay, and pretty soon the Deadman was there on the Harley and as large as life. You could tell from the fans reactions that they were happy about this form ‘Taker had taken; you could also tell from Mark Henry’s reaction that he was less than pleased about it. As ‘Taker entered the ring Gabby watched as Mark Henry did his best to show he was scared, of course inside it was a different matter; truth be told he was bricking it. Gabby sat engrossed in the match, watching how Undertaker threw everything at Mark Henry but kept drawing a blank. By the end of this onslaught, Henry thought he had one over on The Undertaker. But that was what ‘Taker wanted him to think so when Henry moved in to finish the match the Deadman kicked out on the two count, surprising not only the fans and Henry but also the commentators. As Henry’s temper blew and he laid ‘Taker out with a vicious body slam he turned his attention to the ref and started to call for a faster count, turning back to what he assumed was a still fully laid out Undertaker; Henry came face to face with an erect and angry Deadman.

What happened next took seconds but would last a lifetime, as soon as Mark Henry started to retreat ‘Taker was up and ready to fight. After the Deadman threw some of his legendry “soup bowls” he quickly managed to get Henry reeling and somehow got him up for one of his moves; “snake eyes” and then a big boot to Henry’s face. Moments later ‘Taker was calling for the end, but his two main finishing moves were out due to the amount of punishment his back had endured. Going for a chokeslam was out too, Gabby could also see ‘Taker’s mind working as he tried to find a way to end the match. Seconds later the Deadman had slapped on his trademark submission hold on Henry; the dragon sleeper hold and within seconds Mark Henry was tapping out to this deadly variation on a triangle choke hold. Gabby had to almost sit on her hands as she smiled with gleeful delight at how ‘Taker had won, but just as soon as it had come the smile went again as ‘Taker grabbed the mic and started to talk. It was hard for Gabby to hear but she could make out that Undertaker was pretty much retiring and that he was thanking the fans for their loyal support, as ‘Taker left and the next match came on Gabby went back to her food and beer. Moments later the guy she had been chatting to was back and seemingly continuing where he had left off.

After all Gabby had been through the last thing she wanted was to get hit upon by some random guy, especially once that she knew would never be her Mr. Right. Doing the best she could to be polite Gabby smiled and tried to explain that she wasn’t interested and wanted to be left alone, whether he believed her or not he eventually left her alone to finish her drink and food. As Gabby sat there alone her mind was filled with images of things that had happened to her over the past few years, all the hurt and pain she had gone through and seen was more than enough to last her a life time; but somehow she knew this wasn’t going to be the last time she would get hurt. For one short moment she even felt sorry for the stranger she had just brushed aside, it wasn’t like he was to blame for Gabby’s past! And then just as quick as it had appeared in her mind it had gone again; now being replaced by thoughts of The Undertaker and his recent match. There was something about him that captivated Gabby, something she couldn’t put her finger on.

Of course she knew that he would never be like he was in the ring and he would more than likely be an ass, in Gabby’s experience most if not all the celebrities she had met had been a letdown. In Gabby’s mind of course they were always just how she had pictured them to be, but then again she was no different to others in that respect. But if she was honest with herself Gabby was used to being let down and disappointed by people she met and got close to, it was almost second nature to her nowadays. Not really wanting to think about her past anymore Gabby finished the last dregs of her drink and left the bar after paying, she hadn’t noticed the time and was surprised to find it was way past one in the morning. Everyone had seemingly gone home and forgotten about the show they had just seen, the only people left were some of the crew who cleared up and a few diehard fans. This time of night was always the time Gabby loved most; it was when she really saw life and how it affected people.

As Gabby walked not really heading anywhere in particular she had no way of knowing that danger lay ahead of her, it would be too late before she would see the danger. One minute Gabby was heading to the back of MSG not really thinking, and the next she found herself being grabbed roughly from behind and being dragged into a dark side street. Fear struck her soul and although deep inside she was kicking; screaming and fighting, on the outside she was silently allowing the fear to take hold of her. As she felt something cold and hard against her neck she realised it was the cold hard steel of a knife and that this wasn’t going to be a good experience, it was at that moment that all her senses kicked in and she began to fight back. Kicking and struggling as she did all she could to free herself from his grip, as he held his hand over her mouth it gave Gabby just the opening she needed. Biting down as hard as she could his girlish scream let her know she had achieved what she set out to do, making the most of the moment Gabby screamed as loudly as she could; making as much fuss as she could praying that someone would hear her cries; thankfully somebody did hear her cries and came running.

HERE UNDERTAKER THINKS ABOUT HIS LAST MATCH FROM HIS POINT OF VIEW, HOW IT STARTS AND FINISHES RIGHT THOUGH TO THE START OF HOW HE MEETS GABBY AND SAVES HER.

After a long four months sitting at home recovering and, if he was honest fuming over his recent injury ‘Taker was raring to go and get back to the ring. In his mind there were two people he held responsible for this recent stint on the sidelines, Edge and Mark Henry; and both would be getting what they deserved as soon as he could get back. Of course Edge found himself being conveniently injured at the time Undertaker was due back, so he would have to wait and Mark Henry would have to get the brunt of ‘Taker’s anger. ‘Taker could remember the day Henry and Edge had taken him out as if it was yesterday, for the entire act for all the bravado Mark was still a man of flesh and blood like any other. And like any other he still bled and hurt, he still felt the pain and stiffness in his tired and wiry bones; the years of punishment and years at the top had seemingly taken their toll on him. Maybe it was the physical strain that had made him feel so tired and worn out, or maybe it was the emotional strain he was under constantly that was making him feel like this. Whatever it was, it had certainly taken it out of him, it could be seen in his eyes and the way he moved; no longer was he the same “Taker” he was 10 years ago.

But then that was part of life and part of his life on the road, barely was there a day go by now when he didn’t wish he was home but then when he had that time at home he needed all he wanted to do was be back out on the road again. If he was honest at lot of these feelings all came from the emptiness he now felt since losing Sara and his beautiful girls, it had been almost two years now but still it felt like his soul had been ripped in two. Losing them in the manner he had nearly killed him, but the thought of his fans were all that kept him going on many a day. But now wasn’t the time for those thoughts, now was the time for him to get focused on the match in hand; his first since Mark Henry and Edge had taken him out. Deep down he had the same nerves that rookies had, only difference was that this was the last time he would be doing this; all the years had taken too much out of him now all he wanted to do was say goodbye and win one last match. As Mark looked himself over one last time he got ready to make that transformation into The Undertaker one last time, his outfit was as it should be and he was as ready as he was ever going to be. Taking one last look in the mirror ‘Taker gave himself a slight nod before heading out to the arena where his custom made Harley was sitting, ready and waiting for him.

As he waiting for his music to play Mark felt the selfsame nerves he had felt the first time he had debuted all those years ago, even though he was a lot older and wiser he hoped; he still got the same nerves he always had. Moments later his music was being played and he was heading out to the ring, next thing he knew he was having his hand raised in victory and was taking the mic and getting ready to “bow out gracefully” and retire. As he thanked the fans and the people he had worked with Mark smiled at the thoughts of the fans he had met and entertained throughout the years, he thought about all the other great wrestlers he had worked with and in some cases terrorised; but of course in a good way! As he left the ring and headed to the top of the ramp Mark could sense the silence and shock, smiling inside he couldn’t help but think about his past; stopping at the top of the ramp for a few moments ‘Taker then did his trade mark clenched fist in the air with his back to the crowd as he finally left and headed back to his locker room.

After changing and saying goodbye to his colleagues Mark spent a few moments thinking about his past and contemplating the life his was about to head off too, walking outside he greeted the fans that had stayed behind and spent a while talking to them and thanking them for their support. Truth be told deep in his heart Mark didn’t want to go home, not now there was nothing for him to go home to anyway. It was nearly two in the morning when Mark finally began to make his way back to his car, throwing his stuff in his car and getting ready to leave his mind alerted him to someone’s faint screams. He was in two minds as to if he should leave it or not and if truth be told he was already half way in his car when he heard a woman’s frightened screams, heading to where he had heard her pleas for help Mark was unsure what he would find but knew he had to help. Mark hadn’t even reached the alleyway when he saw a woman struggling and trying to break free of a man’s grip, moments later he was yelling for this guy to let go and rushing to this woman’s aid.

HERE IS WHERE ‘TAKER SAVES GABBY, AND AS HE CHECKS TO MAKE SURE SHE’S OK THEY BOTH FEEL THAT PASSIONATE DESIRE BOTH HAD BEEN MISSING FOR A LONG TIME. CONTINUE WITH GABBY’S SIDE AND THEN UNDERTAKER’S SIDE. GABBY’S SIDE IN BOLD AND ‘TAKERS IN NORMAL.

As her attacker ran off, well limped off Gabby held it together pretty well for a few moments; but then as her emotions and all the fear and adrenalin hit her all at once she broke down. Sobbing uncontrollably she curled herself up into a ball and never saw him approaching her, she felt him before she saw him. Looking up into his eyes she was more than a little shocked, and not just because she had only just watched this man have his last match no more than two hours ago either! Without him having to speak she knew she was safe and didn’t need to be afraid, slowly Gabby began to pull herself up into a sitting position as he crouched down next to her.

Reaching the alleyway Mark watched as the guy let go and tried to run off, being this close and seeing her fear Mark knew he couldn’t just walk away. As the guy tried to run Mark caught him and had him held fast against the ground, he was about to call the cops but when he heard her tearful sobs another part of Mark caused him to go to her side; allowing the guy to make his escape. Mark was within inches of her side when she looked up into his eyes, he could tell at that moment she knew who he was; but somehow he could tell she wasn’t like the rest. As she almost smiled and brought herself up into a sitting position, Mark knelt down next to her and spoke.

HERE WE SEE THEIR MEETING AS IN THE PRESENCE TENSE, HOW THEY GO FROM THEIR FIRST MEETING TO FALLING FOR EACH OTHER.

“You don’t need to be afraid, he’s gone now. My name’s Mark, here let me help you.” Holding out his hand Mark smiled softly at Gabby, instantly making her feel even more at easy. Softly smiling back Gabby had to blink a few times before she could focus and take his hand, a million and one thoughts running through her mind all at once. Is this really the Undertaker stood before me? Gabby thought as she took his hand and allowed him to help her to her feet, suddenly she realised she hadn’t said thank you or even introduced herself.

“Thank you for coming to my aid Mark, not many would. My name’s Gabby, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” Gabby held out her hand, enjoying the gently power in his grip. Although Gabby had been through a lot recently she still had good faith in mankind, especially now. As they stood in silence for a few moments Gabby studied Mark and soon realised he was doing the same to her, smiling Mark sensed she was doing much the same as he and suggested the head back to MSG while she recovered. The pair walked slowly and in almost silence both trying to figure the other out, the silence lasted until they reached the bar inside MSG that Gabby had just come from. Walking in Mark scanned the room, not just for somewhere to sit but also for fans. Not that it mattered who he was seen with, more the fact he wanted to get to know her alone and away from the job he’d just left behind. Showing Gabby to a small out-of-the-way table in the corner Mark ordered the drinks and some food for himself, having not eaten since earlier in the day he was beginning to feel hungry.

“Are you sure you’re ok Gabby, he hasn’t hurt you has he?” Mark’s soft soothing words caused Gabby to wake from the line of thought she was currently on, nodding she smiled and assured him she was fine before continuing.

“I saw your match, must have been a hard match; I bet it’s hard to walk away after so long?” Watching as Mark sighed she realised she had done the self same thing she hated her friends for doing, Gabby had watched how many of her friends had become all “star struck” when faced with famous people and she had seen how they had felt about it. Some celebrities loved the attention and the adoration, but not all of them! Some hated it and longed for people to treat them as the human beings they felt they were, something Gabby always tried to do. So why can’t I do that with Mark? Gabby thought as she begun to drift off into a dream world again, only partly hearing Mark’s answer.

“Yeah kinda, it was nice to end with a win I guess. Why weren’t you at the show, I mean I didn’t see you at the show and you don’t have the bands they give out now…” Mark’s words trailed off as he noticed Gabby was looking lost and vacant, as the drinks and food came Gabby smiled and apologised.

“I’m sorry Mark; here I am talking about your match and stuff when I should be thanking you for saving me and coming to my rescue back there!” Smiling Gabby touched Mark’s arm softly allowing it to linger a little, enjoying the warmth that came from this gentle giant sat in front of her. Mark smiled and told Gabby it was fine, if she wanted to talk about it he would happily answer her questions; softly smiling back Gabby nodded and took a sip from the beer in front of her.

“Your accent…” Mark began as he too took a sip from the beer in front of him, offering his plate of food to Gabby; who accepted kindly.

“You’re British right? Did you come just for the show or was it a holiday, I always enjoyed going to the UK I always got a great reception from the fans.” Mark continued as he watched Gabby eat, trying not to stare but realising he couldn’t help himself.

“I didn’t realise there was a show to be honest, this was a well earned and deserved break on my part. I am glad I came to MSG though, even if it was because I couldn’t sleep!” Gabby replied smiling back at Mark as she took a bite from the potato wedge she had taken from Mark’s plate, nodding her thanks to him as she did. As the pair continued to talk both knew they would want to stay longer and longer, but also both well aware that this even would have to end sometime. With a sadness in her eyes that she was more than a little used to, Gabby made her excuses and left for the bathroom hoping and praying this evening could continue for as long as possible. Looking into the mirror as she stood in the restroom Gabby tried to make the redness from her earlier tears disappear, not really sure where this night would end or why she was so worried about her tears she did her best to smile and return to Mark.

As she approached the table Gabby studied Mark slightly, noticing how he seemed to have a look of a man who had the weight of the world upon his shoulders. As she approached Mark, he looked towards her, smiling broadly as he did so. Waiting until she was seated, Mark took a deep breath and went to speak. But before he had the chance a young kid came bounding over and politely asked for an autograph, smiling and nodding Mark signed the kid’s picture and the tried to turn his attention back to Gabby who had been sitting waiting patiently.

“It must be a burden, but something you are happy to do?” Gabby said as she noticed the sadness in Mark’s eyes, sighing slightly and trying to smile Mark nodded and replied.

“Don’t get me wrong I am more than a little grateful to these fans, not only for supporting me but also for putting me over and giving me such a good career… But yes, sometimes it can get a little too much.” As they sat talking about nothing and everything both realised that the feelings they first felt for each other were not about to go away, both wanted this night to last forever. After they had finished their drinks and food Mark offered to Walk Gabby back to her hotel, hoping she would accept so they could spend longer together. Accepting Mark’s kind offer Gabby left with The Undertaker close behind her, still unsure where this would end Gabby knew she was not only safe but also happy. Slowly they walked through the still buzzing New York streets, partly talking and partly taking in the sights that surrounded them. If he was honest Mark loved New York almost as much as his home town, it was one of those City’s that you either loved or hated. And Gabby loved the City that never sleeps; it was a place she could always feel happy in! No matter what she had been going through she could always be happy when she was in New York City, it was her kind of town!

As they reached Gabby’s hotel she didn’t need to think twice about inviting Mark up for coffee, and Mark didn’t need to think twice about accepting! If they were both honest, neither of them wanted the evening to end and both were more than a little happy for it to continue. As they sat in the dim light of the room and drank their coffee’s it was Mark who took the bold step first, taking a deep breath and hoping he wasn’t about to talk out of place.

“So, what’s a beautiful young lady like you doing all alone in a place like New York?” Mark smiled and hoped she would see his question for what it was, just a “curious asking” question. He wanted to know more about her and more of what her story was, it’s just that he wasn’t that good at asking! After being married for as long as he was, Mark had to admit that he was a little bit out of practice! Smiling while trying not to laugh, Gabby knew how Mark had meant his question. She also knew that this could make or break their budding friendship, taking a deep breath Gabby began with the words she seemed to always be saying these days.

“It’s a long story Mark, a very long and complicated story!” Hoping in a way that his answer would be to continue, Gabby waited to hear him sigh or make some kind of noise but when nothing came she wasn’t sure what to do. Looking up into his eyes she saw him looking right back at her, his eyes were telling her he wanted to hear all about it and that he was interested. So with a nod she continued, hoping he would still want to stay around when she had finished.

“When I was 12 years old I was raped by my teacher…” As Gabby continued to tell Mark about her troubled life and all that had happened to her she noticed that he never once took his eyes from her, even when he came sat next to her and held her hand he never once took his eyes from her own. As she told him about the bullying she had endured because of it, and the way her family was the only people to stand by her and believe her. As Gabby continued to tell Mark of how she had spent most of her school days in fear and then struggling to get work and find a place in life she could find peace, and how when she finally thought she had found the one; how he’d hurt and broke her. Still Mark was holding her hand and looking into her eyes, the compassion and understand in them made Gabby feel not only comfortable but also safe.

“And that’s basically how I ended up here, alone and wishing I didn’t have to go back to England…See, I told you it was long and complicated didn’t I...” Gabby said as she finished her story and tried to smile, hoping and praying Mark wasn’t about to run for the door. Sighing and smiling softly Mark lightly gripped Gabby’s hand making her aware he was still there and listening, letting out another audibly sigh Mark proceeded to tell Gabby his story.

“Well, I guess you know pretty much about my life in the wrestling business…” Mark began, allowing Gabby to nod silently.

“Well, I guess I am the type of wrestler that is pretty much like his character… well that is apart from being the Deadman and an actual Undertaker!” They both smiled as Gabby let out a little laugh, Gabby wasn’t a huge wrestling fan; well not anymore anyway! She did know a little bit about the character Mark played, but not about the man.

“I guess the trouble started when I met Sara, my second wife… Now don’t get me wrong I loved her with all I had, but my job was always going to cause problems between us somehow.” Mark continued, telling Gabby how their marriage had almost come to an end before her illness struck.

“I think we had both pretty much agreed to end it when Sara became ill, it was hard for me to be with her as much as I wanted to. The only way I could be with her was when I managed to get time off from the shows, thankfully Vince was very understanding about it all.” Mark drained the last dregs of the cup of coffee and returned it to the side table; instinctively he put his arm around Gabby. This should have shocked Gabby only it never, she just instinctively made herself comfortable in his arms as Mark went on.

“I remember it was when I had that battle with Vince in that Buried Alive Match where Kane helped Vince win, I had all that time off because Sara’s illness got worse…” With a certain sadness in his eyes that Gabby had not seen in a man’s eyes for a long time, Mark told of the day he lost his wife and children.

“I remember it was a very dark and rainy day; freezing cold outside and I think there was ice on the roads…” Gabby could almost see the tears forming in his eyes, she wanted to tell him it was ok and that he didn’t have to go on; but she didn’t get the chance… Mark continued.

“I can’t really remember how it all happened, but I was on my way back home after going to the drugstore for Sara… when I got to the door a neighbour was waiting there for me, telling me that Sara had took the kids out for a drive…” Mark’s words began to falter as he tried to hold it together, Gabby slid her arms around Mark’s warm body and pulled him slightly closer; allowing him to feel she was there for him.

“The cops came round about an hour later, confirming what I guess I already knew… Because of her illness she had collapsed while she was behind the wheel, she had no chance…” Mark’s words trailed off, Gabby just held him in her arms; silence filling the room. Absentmindedly Mark softly kissed the top of Gabby’s forehead, allowing Gabby to softly feel the warmth and tenderness of this gentle giant next to her.

“Oh Mark, I am so sorry… I can’t even begin to imagine how you must feel or how hard it still must be for you!” As the silence continued to fall around them neither felt the urge to leave or even move, both continued to just hold each other.

“I guess it’s gonna get a whole lot harder now I’m no longer on the road…” Mark began, trying to smile slightly before continuing.

“Man it feels weird being retired at 44… Good thing I have another business in the pipe line I guess.” Smiling slightly the only real thought in Gabby’s mind was that she didn’t want this evening to ever end, and if she was honest she got the impression that Mark felt the same way.

“What line of business are you moving into Mark?” Gabby asked as she cuddled further down into Mark’s strong arms, shifting his weight a little Mark gently pulled Gabby closer as he continued.

“Well, I have set up my own Real Estate business with my long time friend Charles… He’s better known as The Godfather.” Gabby smiled, looking up into Marks eyes for a moment before continuing.

“Another Wrestler? Man you guys get around…” Sniggering Gabby let out a slight giggle as Mark tickled her sides gently, smiling she quickly realised the atmosphere between them was dangerously leading towards that place where there would be no turning back.

As they enjoyed the silence and their own emotions and the feelings that moment was creating in both of them, both of them aware that this night would hopefully be the start of a long and passionate friendship. Absentmindedly Gabby began to gently stroke Mark’s side, softly and slowly causing Mark’s passion to grow at an alarming rate. Steadily Mark’s heart and passions began to grow and beat faster, making him all too well aware that he had fallen; and fallen fast. With his eyes fixed fast on the blank wall opposite him, Mark tried hard to remember he was a gentleman and that Gabby had to go home sometime soon. And with that single thought his heart sank and tears threatened to fall, how can I have fallen so quickly and so deeply was all that ran through his mind as Gabby snuggled further into his arms. As Gabby felt Mark’s heartbeat she sensed he felt as strong as she did, and this surprised her; these were feelings she wasn’t used to having.

“It must feel strange that this will be the last time you’ll have to sleep in a strange hotel room? I don’t know if I would ever get used to it.” Gabby asked as she shut her eyes and almost buried her head into Mark’s warm and solid chest, revelling in the warmth and gently strength of his body.

“I am kinda looking forward to it, but also I will miss travelling with the guys. It will be hard I guess, but I think the hardest thing for me will be the being at home all the time all alone… it’s been a long time since I’ve been alone like that.” The sadness in his voice was unmistakeable, as was the tears he was trying to hide; if Gabby could tell one thing it was hidden tears. Sighing deeply, Mark knew his heart would break the moment he walked out the door and out of her life; he also knew it would have to happen. And then he felt a surge of emotions run through his veins, causing him to speak out and speak up; unsure if this would make or break their budding friendship, just knowing he needed to say what was on his mind.

“Stay with me Gabby, don’t go home..” As his heart began to beat harder and deeper in his chest, Mark could just about hear his thoughts turn into words as he continued.

“I can’t imagine another moment without you here, by my side… please say you’ll stay?” As the silence surrounded them, Gabby could now hear her own heartbeat loud and clear; Mark’s words resonating through her mind… along with a million and one other thoughts.

“Mark have you thought this through? I have no job and no where to stay and…” Just as quickly as she began, Gabby stopped again; realising that she was doing what she had always done… run away from her heart and feelings.

“Oh Mark… Are you sure this is what you want? Because it… you are what I want.” Gabby finally felt as though she could be honest and say how she really felt, this was what she wanted; Mark was who she wanted to be with. Looking into her deep brown eyes Mark’s eyes seemed to tell Gabby all she needed to know as he nodded his head and spoke softly, never once taking his eyes from her own.

“I’ve never been more sure than I am right now, you… this is what I want.” Pausing Mark finally felt able to say the words that had been stuck in his throat since they had first met, finally he was ready to lay it all out there on the line.

“I’m in love with you Gabby, you make me feel complete again… please stay.” With his words all Gabby’s fears and concerns left her and as if a great weight had been lifted from her she too finally felt able to say the words that had been cruelly taken from her as a child, finally she too had found her voice.

“I love you too Mark, it has been so long since I have been able to say that…” Pausing Gabby brought herself up so she was almost level with Mark’s face before she continued, taking a deep breath before she finally made her choice.

“I want to stay with you, so long as you are sure; then I am sure this is what I want too. I’d love to stay with you Mark…” With a slight smile both Mark and Gabby knew they had made the right choice and as she gently kissed Mark’s cheek, Gabby finally felt like she belonged. As Mark caught her face gently in his giant hands and held her there she could feel the butterflies she thought had long since abandoned her, softly Mark lay tender gently light kisses upon her cheeks and face before softly and tenderly kissing her lips. Within seconds Gabby had almost melted into Mark’s arms and as Mark continued to lay this soft assault upon her lips Gabby snuggled down into Mark’s huge arms, both continued to kiss passionately and as they broke to chat and cuddle the two would soon fall asleep in each other’s arms dreaming of their futures together.