**This will be the final Undertaker story I post. It's been written for a while, so hopefully it doesn't seem too different from my previous work I've been writing chapter by chapter lately. Thank you for all the support and love throughout the years with my Taker stories. As they say: When one door closes, another opens. Enjoy and reviews welcome! Flames are to keep me warm haha!**

Truth

Chapter 1

Working for the WWE was definitely something Rajani never thought she would do, especially the job she currently had: Stephanie McMahon's personal assistant/mole. Anything the woman needed, Rajani did without question. Stephanie was easy enough to get along with, but for some odd reason her husband, Paul Levesque -Fans knew him worldwide as Triple H- didn't care for her. He didn't cause her too many problems, only when the situation really called for it. Rajani took it with a grain of salt and had started her internship just over six months ago, only butting heads with Paul 3 times. Stephanie had intervened the last time they didn't see eye to eye, making her husband promise to let her handle her mole and not get involved. Other than that, Rajani didn't have any problems with anyone in the WWE, mostly keeping to herself and just doing her job, which fluctuated on a nightly basis. Stephanie had informed Paul behind closed doors that if he didn't stop messing with her assistant, she was going to mess with HIM and not in a way he would like. She liked Rajani because the woman was a smart hard worker, who was also easy to get along with. Those were qualities she had found lacking in previous assistants.

"I'm sensing tonight is going to be a headache." Stephanie said aloud, after reviewing the script, wondering if it would really be a bad thing for her to just return to the hotel. She was the boss; she could do that, right? No, of course not, someone had to make sure things didn't get completely out of hand. "What else is on the agenda?" She sighed, glancing at Rajani.

"Umm besides the battling between Cena and Kane, that's the only thing you should have to worry about." Rajani bluntly answered, glancing down at her notes and nodded firmly.

Stephanie currently had her helping out with the scripts because, since it was WrestleMania time, everything was more hectic. The writers were pressured a lot more, which meant the bosses had even MORE to worry about. She smiled weakly when Stephanie let out a groan, actually having sympathy because the ratings had been fluctuating as of late. They had to do something to bring the ratings back up, especially during the first few months of the year, because it was considered their highest grossing time due to WrestleMania. Being this was Rajani's first Road to WrestleMania, she was being extra careful and critical when it came to her job. Nodding when Stephanie pointed something else out on the sheet she held, Rajani changed it.

"No, he hasn't." Stephanie growled, blue eyes narrowing slightly.

She had been pressing him to make a decision about it for weeks now and Paul still wouldn't give her a definite answer. That was one major headache, the ratings were another, and the third was the Kane/Cena feud. This was actually great for both men's careers, except for the fact that since Glen or 'Kane' had decided now would be a great time to totally go mental and live what was supposed to be a gimmick. Everyone backstage was on edge.

"Alright…" Stephanie took a deep breath and pushed herself away from her makeshift desk. "Let's go make the attempt to lay down some ground rules."

Rajani did NOT like the sound of that at all, knowing exactly what Stephanie was planning on doing. Had she completely lost her mind? Maybe the pressure of everything had finally gotten to her. Rajani could only follow Stephanie out of her office, both of them heading down the hallway toward one of the two men's locker rooms. Kane refused to use locker rooms, enjoying being in the bowels of the arena, so they went to John Cena's dressing room first. Wearing an off the shoulder long sleeved black shirt with black dress pants, Rajani had a silver chain around her waist for style. She had dangling silver earrings that had a weird design and matched the necklace. Her long ravenous hair was pulled back in a French braid, a few tendrils framing her face. Black eyeliner brought out her deep dark brown eyes that looked nearly black, which went well with her tanned complexion. 2 inch black knee high boots finished her outfit off and Rajani had to admit she looked good tonight, always looking professional whenever she worked. She tapped her acrylic nails against the clipboard she always carried with her nervously while Stephanie knocked on John Cena's dressing room door, hoping this went well.

John opened the door wearing nothing except his shorts, fresh out of the shower and in the process of getting dressed. He wore his trainers, but hadn't laced them up yet. His blue eyes narrowed when he spotted Stephanie, knowing she rarely made visits unless it was important. John had a feeling he knew what this was about, folding his arms in front of his still drying muscular chest.

"What's up, Stephy?" He greeted, the corner of his mouth curving upwards into the barest hint of a smile, his gaze straying to her gopher and nodded.

"Kane." Stephanie said flatly.

John rolled his eyes heavenward. "Stephanie-"

"Script, Cena, we follow the script."

Rajani nodded back at him politely, immediately adverting her gaze from his, while Stephanie started going into the whole speech about why following the script was important for business. The whole time Stephanie was giving him the third degree, Rajani couldn't help noticing John looked thoroughly amused and just nodded his head, agreeing with whatever the boss said. Though, she knew that John would end up doing whatever he wanted because that's just how Cena worked. If Kane provoked him, he would fight back, it was pretty simple. John just let Stephanie say her piece, figuring she needed to feel in control of the situation when the truth was: She had no control. He did like Stephanie, for the most part, so he let her have her moment. Though, when he noticed her assistant, Rajani, was looking anywhere except at him, his little half-grin turned into a half-smirk. He leaned against the door frame.

It took Stephanie a full minute to realize John was no longer paying any attention to her, following his gaze and scowled. From day one, ever since Rajani started her internship as Stephanie's assistant, things between her and John had been...interesting. He asked her out the first night he saw her and she shot him down because Rajani fully believed in not mixing business with pleasure. She was single and enjoyed it, not wanting any drama in her life. Ever since she shot him down, John had done everything in his power, short of actually forcing himself on her, to get her to change her mind. This was just another night on the job and Rajani knew how to handle this situation, smiling at Stephanie.

"I think we should go find Kane now so Mr. Cena can finish getting ready…" Not to mention Rajani had to fight everything inside of her NOT to watch the water rivulets slowly slide down his perfectly sculpted chest.

"I think-"

"You should go out with me after the show, Rajani." John interrupted, his eyes glimmering with wicked intentions that only intensified when Stephanie sighed in sheer exasperation.

"Really John?"

"She could try to convince me to follow the script more often."

Stephanie arched an eyebrow at that, glancing back at Rajani thoughtfully, considering what John said.

Rajani remained calm, cool and collected, one of the many reasons why Stephanie had given her the internship. "I'm not interested, but thanks for the offer, Mr. Cena."

She knew John HATED formality and smiled sweetly, not letting him ruffle her feathers, especially in front of her boss. Though, the look that Stephanie was giving Rajani made her a little nervous, wondering if the woman would actually order her to go on a date with an employer. Being a boss, that would be bad for business, so Rajani hoped Stephanie was smarter than that.

"Do you have to call me Mr. Cena?" John ignored the warning look Stephanie shot him, stepping away from the doorway and towards Rajani, returning her smile though no one in their right mind would call his sweet. Mischievous maybe, but not sweet. "You can call me John you know, your boss does."

Low blow Cena, Stephanie thought, knowing that Rajani was all about being professional and John was taunting her. "I mean it John, one toe out of line tonight and I'll fine you to hell and back."

John saluted her, still never taking his eyes off Rajani. "Sure you won't rethink dinner, hmm?"

"Hold on one sec." Rajani stood there pretending to think it over, tapping her chin thoughtfully, before locking her eyes on his. "Nope, I'm just not interested enough to reconsider it. But thank you anyway, Mr. Cena."

Stepping away from him, Rajani knew she would definitely need a new change of panties once she got back to the hotel tonight, standing beside her boss patiently. Why Stephanie thought she could control John Cena was beyond her, but Rajani would stay along for the ride, writing something else down on her clipboard. She always kept notes and was vigilant when it came to her job, not missing a step, which she knew Stephanie very much appreciated.

"Taking notes? Writing down the things you'd like to do to me?" John teased, holding his hands up when Stephanie actually growled at him, stepping back into his dressing room, obviously trying not to laugh. "Alright, take the rookie and go see Kane." For a brief second, concern flashed through his eyes. "Actually, I wouldn't go see him."

"Even Kane knows better not to touch us." Stephanie said calmly, though she did make a mental note to take along security, just in case. "Remember, one toe..."

"Yeah – yeah - yeah."

Rajani ignored him for the most part, simply yawning right in his direction with the same sweet smile on her face. "Wouldn't you like to know?" She shot back over her shoulder before walking away with Stephanie, smirking when her boss merely smirked, shaking her head. "Sorry, I hope that wasn't out of line..."

"I was wondering when you were going to stand up to him. You can't let the guys intimidate you, no matter how big they are, remember that. Or they will walk all over you."

Rajani decided against telling Stephanie that John had overstepped his boundaries on more than one occasion and Rajani had stood up for herself the best she could.

"And to think, John used to be such a sweetheart too."

Stephanie shook her head, gesturing for security to fall into step with them. Deciding there was no way she was going to venture down into the bowels of the arena to see Kane without protection. Technically, the guy worked for her company, but...she doubted that would stop him if he decided to go mental on her.

"This whole line has...changed him or maybe just reverted him. He was cocky back when he first started, but he mellowed out. Maybe he's just following Mark's example and 'being in character'. Now if only I could get him to stop hitting on you..."

"Believe me, it would be heavenly working here if he got the hint and took a hike."

There were other more personal reasons why Rajani refused to go out with John. She was the adoptive sister of a very famous WWE alumni superstar, but nobody in the company knew about it besides her bosses. In her contract, Rajani made sure they had to vow never to mention or utter a peep about it unless she decided to come out with the truth. If John knew who she was related to, he probably would take the flirtation one step further and Rajani wasn't taking the chance of that happening. Stephanie was right, he had changed and some backstage didn't think it was for the best. Stephanie prayed every night that John never found out about Rajani's associations because she knew exactly what he'd do. He'd use it to his advantage. She never thought she'd think that about John, but...these days, who the hell knew.

"Glen?" Stephanie called as they entered his 'territory', scowling when he corrected her. "Fine…Kane?"

"And what..." He stepped out of the shadows, towering over everyone present, behind the mask his eyes were scanning them all, finally landing on Rajani before flickering back to Stephanie. "Do I owe the honor, Prin-cess?"

Rajani immediately lowered her eyes from Kane, this man creeped her out in more ways than she cared to think about. She simply stood there and had to really talk herself into not showing fear. Kane fed off of it; he was the main reasoning for John's change in attitude lately and everyone knew it. Why he specifically targeted John nobody understood, only that it had something to do with him always being happy and comfortable in his own skin. Kane didn't like that apparently. Rajani just let Stephanie do the talking, not even daring to write notes on her clipboard and hoped they had enough security. Kane was just like John in the aspect that he wasn't listening to a word Stephanie was saying, though he did catch the general gist of it. He was more focused on Rajani, who was looking at the floor like it was the most interesting thing in the world. He found that amusing.

"Do I scare you, Rajani?" He asked, effectively cutting Stephanie off, his voice low and husky in a rasping sort of way.

"Kane..."

He continued ignoring the boss.

"Sorry?"

Rajani made the mistake of looking up when she heard her name, completely missing what Kane asked her. She swallowed when he repeated the question, tightening her grip a little on the clipboard that was pressed against her chest. What kind of question was that? Of course he scared her! He scared a lot of people! But Rajani was smart enough to know what answer to give Kane and managed a small smile.

"Not at all, Mr. Jacobs." Rajani immediately backed up against the nearest security guard, when he let out a growl, knowing that was out of line, but she had to stand up for herself somehow against this behemoth.

Stephanie was all for Rajani standing up for herself to the boys, but...perhaps not right now with Glen being in his other state of mind opposed to the sane one. "Alright, let's just calm down here." She said, trying to refocus his attention back on her. "I want you to follow the script."

He snorted at that.

"Which means no crossing any lines and-" Stephanie swallowed hard when he finally gave her his full focus. "And sticking to the script, word for word. I've warned Cena, I'm warning you."

"And what did he have to say?"

"That's neither here nor there, we're talking about you."

His lips curved into an evil smile. "I'd rather talk about your assistant."

Why the hell was so much attention suddenly directed on her? Rajani couldn't figure it out and clearly shot Stephanie a 'what the hell' look, watching her boss shrug. There was nothing really to discuss about her, Rajani wondered if maybe staying in the office would've been a better idea while Stephanie handled this business. But she was Stephanie's assistant, which meant she had to follow wherever her boss went. The internship had certain qualifications and that was definitely one of them. She didn't dare open her mouth while Stephanie tried gaining Kane's attention again. Unlike John, Rajani knew for a fact this man could squash her like a bug if he wanted to. Stephanie knew she wasn't getting anywhere with Kane, just like she hadn't with John, but she had felt obligated to try. She also felt obligated to go drink away this migraine. Sighing, she gestured for Rajani to follow her, more than ready to get the hell out of this dank room.

Kane watched them walk away, one hand moving up to stroke his chin thoughtfully, eyes narrowing under the mask.