Reminisce

The next week, Undertaker was to have a match with Finlay. He was making his way to be the top competitor for the World Heavyweight Championship, which was currently held by Batista.

Undertaker still didn't like the idea of Katy escorting him to the ring, after the last time it happened she was tossed into a hearse and could've been hurt. However, now she had a contract with WWE so he had no way of keeping her away. It was either that, or let her actually compete with the other divas. She had told him how she had no interest in becoming the Diva Champion…at least not yet.

Now that her father knew she was back, he was sure that he would try something stupid with her. Yet another reason he didn't want her with him at the arena. He remembered when she made the decision to return:

Katy was standing on the balcony looking up at the stars, wearing only her robe and her hair blowing gently in the breeze. Taker was still lying in the bed, just watching her. Parts of her hadn't changed at all, like her kind heart and devotion to him. However, she certainly had become more confident, stronger both physically and mentally. Her stubbornness was still at full tilt, but she definitely learned how to push any button to convince him that she was right about different things.

He had shown her more of his world, helped her become part of it, learn from it. She wasn't afraid of it, she embraced it and loved him even more because of it. As he continued to think about it, she turned to smile at him.

"Something on your mind?" she asked playfully as she leaned back against the railing to give him a better look at her.

Taker simply shook his head and continued staring at her. "Nothing of importance."

Katy smiled and turned her gaze back to the sky, "I actually have been thinking about something. I've been thinking about it a lot actually, and I finally think I have the courage to discuss it with you."

"Discuss what?" he asked, and watched as she began walking back inside the bedroom. She sat on the edge of the bed, with a look that told him it was going to be difficult for her to say.

Katy finally looked back at him, "You'll be returning to Smackdown soon." She said it more as a fact rather than a thought.

"Yes" he replied, already having a sense of where this was going.

Katy took a deep breath, "I want to be there with you."

"You will be," Taker told her, hoping she wasn't going to say what he thought she would.

"I don't mean just in the dressing room, or waiting for you at whatever hotel we'll be staying in at the time. I want to be front and center with you." Taker turned his gaze away from her. "I want to come back…and face my father. I don't mean to fight him, simply show him that I've grown, and to prove to everyone that he doesn't have a hold on me anymore."

"Prove to everyone, or yourself?" Taker asked her.

Katy turned her gaze downward, "I guess both. It's been weighing on my mind lately how I left things with him. I feel like he saw it as running away. What he did…I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy, and I was…am his daughter. I feel like you fought that battle for me, and I need the world to see that I'm not that same little girl hiding behind her hero. I need to know for sure that I can stand against him, that my strength doesn't just lie in being with you but within myself."

Taker still didn't look at her, but had no choice when she crawled to his side and turned his face to look at her. "Please."

When he didn't answer, she began to turn away. Taker took her hand and stopped her, "Is this really what you want?" Katy nodded. "I don't want you there to fight."

"I know you'd prefer that I wasn't there at all," she chuckled, a stray tear rolling down her cheek. "I want to be your strength as much as you are mine; I want to be with you at ringside during your matches."

"That-"

"Is very dangerous, I know. Which is why I'm willing to compromise," she added.

"How so?" he asked.

"You let me do this, and I'll be very happy," Katy laughed.

"Hardly seems like a compromise," Taker told her.

"Well," she started, as she began to run her finger down his broad chest, "when I'm happy, you'll be happy too." Katy continued running her finger up and down all over, knowing very well that she wasn't playing fair.

Taker tried not to let her sway him so easily, but found it difficult when she straddled his waist and gazed deep into his eyes. "Deal?" she asked.

Taker took a deep breath, before nodding, "Very well."

Katy smiled so brightly before leaning down and giving him a very heated kiss. Taker kissed her back hungrily before rolling her onto her back, "On one condition," he added. Katy waited to hear what it was, "when I tell you it isn't safe to stay by my side, you will stay out of harm's way."

Katy smirked, "I think I can handle that."

"Good," he growled as he took her lips again and began untying her robe.

Taker came back to the present, seeing Katy watching the monitor for the beginning of the show. She was dressed in a pink tank top, black skirt and heels, making it hard for him not to enjoy their moment alone right then and there.

Besides, he had to focus on his match with Finlay. He had not been in the ring since he and Katy had left the last time. She needed him more than he needed to fight, or a championship belt. He could've gotten that at any time, but the woman he loved made it worth the wait.

A/N: Chapter 2 yay! I'm glad to see people are liking it so far, hopefully you'll continue to like it as it goes on! It's just going to be a challenge since Taker didn't speak much in the last story lol. Please review and let me know what you think!