"Babe are you sure this is a good idea?" Lita questioned scratching the back of her head. She was no longer backing their plan, it seemed well and good until the prospect of going through with it became real. "I mean you've seen him angry. Kane is unstoppable when he's angry. If you piss him off with this-"

"Li, don't worry. If he doesn't accept our peace offering then we'll just make a deal with the lesser of two evils." Edge insisted, he was confident in his plan.

"We can't just do that in the first place?"

"Because I don't like deals. This way I don't owe anyone anything. Where's you're faith in me? There is a chance this all works out perfect and everyone leaves happy." Edge kissed her on top of her head.

"This is Kane we're talking about no one leaves happy." Lita retorted flatly shaking her head, maybe Edge didn't understand the big red monster like she did.

'What the hell do they want, calling me out to the ring. I don't have the time or patience for them. Do they think I live to chase them around.' Kane tied his boots, stewing over this huge waste of time. 'We have a present' he remember Edge gloating. Kane scoffed as he stood and left the locker room.

"I'm late I'm late for a very important date no time to say hello goodbye I'm late I'm late I'm late!" Carrie slammed Sidney's door shut leaving him and her other two friends in her dust as she ran into the arena.

"Now you may be wondering, 'Hey why would Edge and Lita get me a gift.'" Edge paused for a reaction but Kane only wrinkled his nose. "….Well I'll tell you. We're friendly people Kane, and we like to see people happy." Edge playfully punched Kane in the shoulder, at this Kane walked nose to nose with Edge walking him slowly backwards into the ropes.

"Hurry up." Kane breathed hoarsely into Edge's microphone. Kane was getting ever more impatient, ever more angry, ever more eager to inflict pain.

"…Ok right! See I know why you don't like me. I . . . Well I stole your woman from under your feet." Edge planted a cocky kiss on Lita. Kane was now gritting his teeth. Had they been in a cartoon smoke would be bursting out of his ears.

'If this is what they brought me out here for there'll be hell to pay.'

"So I thought I'd lend you a helping hand buddy!" Edge moved his hand to pat Kane on the back but seeing the look in Kane's eyes he recoiled and decided against it. "We searched all over! Far and wide! Amateur wrestling companies across the country! And good news, he found you a girl!" Edge saw what he thought was impossible, more anger rise in Kane. "I mean just a valet. You'll like her promise. Carrie, come on down!" Edge spoke fast and was relieved when her music hit. Kane sourly watched the ramp. The song the hunger boomed through the speakers as she scrambled towards them her face red, she hadn't stopped running since the parking lot. She brushed some of her wavy brown hair out of her eyes as she got closer to the ring. She studded him as she neared, intrigued yet cautious she made her way through the ropes. Carrie gave a million dollar smile and a giddy wave to the monster. Kane cocked his head to one side as he looked at her, but his scowl did not crack.

'Women equal pain.' He immediately viewed her as a thorn in his side.

"Sooooo?!" Edge questioned eagerly fingers crossed that things would run smoothly.

" I don't want her!" Kane huffed like an upset child. Carrie's smile turned to a meek and uncomfortable cringe.

"Oh come on give the girl a chance. Take her for a test drive." Edge gave an exaggerated wink.

"Un excuse me." Carrie's eyes popped at the implication. "No one is driving me! not in any sort!" Carrie was grateful that Edge and Lita had chosen her for the job, but not grateful to the point of whoring herself out on their behalf. Kane wanted nothing to do with this situation, without a word he made his way to the ropes.

'Women equal pain.' He repeated to himself. He did steal another glance at her, she reminded him of someone. 'Katie?' Both pleasant and tragic memories flashed in his brain.

"Like it or not Kane, because I knew you'd make this difficult. For the next two months she's with you. It's in writing" Edge added. Kane stopped let out a frustrated sigh, turned, took Carrie by the wrist and with haste they left.

"Sorry." Carrie muttered as they made their way to Mr. McMahon's office, she didn't know why exactly she was apologizing but she felt compelled to anyway. Kane paused only for a moment. Did he want her to be sorry? It was Edge's fault not hers. She hadn't done anything to him.

'Yet' He told himself. Kane just shook his head and continued on. "Sit here." He pointed to a vacant chair outside the office. It was the first time he had spoken to her, she saw a glimmer of hope in the tone of his voice; it didn't sound disgusted by her presence like it had in the ring.

'Maybe I'm growing on him.' She smiled optimistically as she went and sat down. Kane's brow furrowed confused by her happy demeanor. Was she actually excited to be attached to a monster?

"Get me out of this!" Kane growled as whipped the door open and slammed it shut. 'Or maybe not.' Carrie rolled her eyes contemplating what she had gotten herself into. Wondering if she had made a mistake accepting the offer in the first place.

"I can't change it Kane. Edge is the champion and he has some sway around here have to keep the champion happy." Vince cringed as Kane's breath grew labored with frustration. "Listen two months will be gone like that." Vince tried to calm Kane just enough for him to leave.

"Two months will be hell!" Kane spat. "Someone is going to pay for this!" Kane's tone grew threatening. He clenched his fists tight, he would gain control of this situation if he had to fight tooth and nail. He would not be a pawn in Edge's idiotic games.

"If you promise to leave my office this is what I can do for you I'll line up a match between you and Edge next week. If you win, I'll cut the time in half just one month." Vince bargained. "That's the best I can do." Kane momentarily relaxed, his knuckles were still tightened but he stepped a few feet back from the desk.

"And what do I do with . . . it" Kane angrily pointed to the door.

"This it has ears asshole!" Carried said loud enough for them to hear. She stood up crossed her arms and left with a huff. 'A month? Why not give me a contract for a long weekend? No one cares about my opinion.'

"Buy a muzzle?" Vince suggested.

By the time Kane left the office Carrie was long gone. 'She stormed off.' He stared at the empty chair. He wondered where she'd gone. 'Why do I care? She's out of my hair for a minute at least.' For a minute he pictured her blue eyes, not in a gushing loving way, but how they were somewhat haunting, like she was watching him from wherever she was. Kane was growing paranoid. He decided to go back to the hotel; he could avoid her and all the thoughts in his head for the better part of a week. As he went to retrieve his things from the locker room he was met with a surprise. There on the bench was a sleeping Carrie. He walked across the room hoping his oafish form wouldn't wake her as his feet clopped against the floor. Hovering over her he was dazed. 'Why does she remind me of Katie? Is it her smile? Katie always smiled even at me. She doesn't look like her.' He tilted his head. 'Or does she?' Kane's memory of his ex lover was hazy, he had tried to burry them deep inside. He gave in to a surprised curiosity, he touched her face as gently as his big mitt could. 'She feels like katie, fragile and soft.' He gave a small grin as a good memory flickered past. Was he finding Carrie attractive or just using her image to reminisce of better times? He couldn't tell. Carrie began to wake as she felt something touch her, it felt rough like sandpaper but moved softly as not to agitate her. But as she became fully aware she snapped up not knowing what or who was around her. She felt startled and as she snapped up she wavered and ungracefully fell to the floor face first.

"Ok ow." Carrie rubbed her stinging nose, looking up she saw a perplexed Kane towering above her. "Sorry." She stood dusting herself off as she let out a lingering yawn. "It was a long ride from Oregon and I was really tired. I couldn't find my friends and consequently my ride, honestly I probably don't want to find my friends who knows what they've gotten into but anyway you're the only person i know here kind of-" Carrie rambled.

"What about Edge and Lita?" Kane sneered.

"They're always um you know . . . preoccupied . . .it's like they're battling to suck each other's face off. It's super awkward and kind of creepy so I try to keep my distance." Carrie shuddered. Kane shrugged, he could commiserate with that sentiment.

"Are you scared of me?" Kane asked as if they weren't in the middle of a completely different conversation.

"Yes." She smiled at him.

'Again with that smile' It made Kane oddly uncomfortable, in the sense that it had a small calming effect, and calm was not an emotion in Kane's repertoire.

"But don't take it personal I find most people scary. I guess you could say I have a people phobia." She gave an uneasy laugh. Kane decided in that moment he'd take this whole matter in his own hands; he'd scare her away, all the way back to Oregon, smile and all.

"You're right to be." He used his imposing presence to back her into a wall, he pinned her against it, his paw like hands dug into her shoulders.

"Yeah?" With nowhere to go she had to stand her ground. No one would push her around, not Edge not Mr. McMahon and not Kane.

"People, Carrie, are hell! But there's something worse then people."

"And what's that?" Carrie winced her shoulders began to ache.

"Monsters. They're real Carrie and you're looking at the worst one. It's best to stay OUT OF MY WAY before something bad happens." He loosened his grip only to give her a shove against the wall. The back of her head bounced against the surface like a tennis ball, scrambling her brains she fell to knees. He hadn't meant to push her that hard, he hadn't meant to hurt her; But monsters rarely know their own strength and it's even more rare for them to be able to control it. Carrie just knelt in that position as she rubbed her shoulders, Kane could see red marks where he had squeezed her. He looked down at his hands and then at what they had done. 'Maybe I deserve to get hurt. Get the pain that women cause me. Monsters deserve the punishment they get.' One of the many negative voices in his head spoke up, his hands rose to his head as he tried to hold it together. 'But this is what I wanted. She's scared now. She'll run for sure.' "Carrie I-" Their eyes met and Kane saw something in Carries bewitching eyes that he wasn't expecting. They were hurt, but defiant, and that defiance made his stomach sink. 'It didn't work' he ran a hand over his head and without another word he just left.