"Where to Stephanie?"

For the first time in her life she felt truly afraid as the Undertaker started laughing. Steph screamed in terror.

Lydia and Integra watched the replay of the Undertaker's torment of Stephanie silently. Integra rested her head on Edge's shoulder and he squeezed her hand. "Do you know where she is?"

"Yeah." Edge nodded. He and Christain had been a little shaken up by the callous way the Undertaker and the Acolytes had dealt with Stephanie. Lydia paced, trying to get Lucilla to sleep. "Is she ok?"

Christain watched her move back and forth, before standing next to her and putting his hands on her shoulders. "She's scared. Actually she's downright terrified. That's about it. Grel still has no idea why we were so keen to join up, and I don't want him to find out. So neither of us have been able to provide any comfort without anyone getting suspicious. Not that Stephanie will let us anywhere near her anyways. We're doing as much as we can babe."

"I know." Lydia said guiltily. Somewhere along the line, probably since becoming a mother, she'd developed a conscience and was feeling really bad about the whole thing. Especially now that it seemed like she'd lost her long-term friendship with Test as well.

The phone rang startling them all. Expecting it to be Gangrel, Edge leaned over and pressed the speaker button. "Yeah?"

"I thought we had a deal." A cold voice came down the line. "What the fuck was that about? Don't tell me your falling for the 'Accept the Lord of Darkness as your Saviour' bullshit."

"Don't worry about it Chris." sighed Christain. "One of us-" he glared at Edge -" will be sacrificing ourselves to the infamous Ken Shamrock ankle lock for the cause."

"Look, we discussed this already Christain." Integra said with a strained grin. "You already have children."

"Exactly! I have a family to think of! Your young, child free, you'll find someone else in no time." Christain protested. Chris raised an eyebrow on the other end of the line "How bad can the ankle lock be?"

"It's bad." The four of them replied in unison.

~~~~

"Come on baby." mutter Luna, watching the monitor intently. Gangrel was wrestling an extremely pissed off Ken Shamrock. Integra was seated on a couch between the Acolytes and Lydia was half watching the match, most of her attention focused on the Undertaker walking around with each of her children laying on his massive arms. They were making noises of contentment and there was no doubt in their mother's mind that Lucilla and Jason were enjoying themselves.

In spite of herself, Lydia enjoyed the company of the Ministry. Her only problem with them was the hell they were obviously poutting Stephanie through and she was convinced that it had more to do with Vince than Steph herself.

"Here we go!" grinned Integra as the arena went dark. With a smile, the Undertaker deftly slipped the twins into their pusher and stood behind Integra, watching the screen closely. A collective gasp went up when they saw that Christain had fallen victim to the ankle lock.

"NO!" cried Lydia.

"Quiet woman." growled Farooq angrily, before being silenced by a wave of the hand from the Undertaker.

"WHERE IS SHE?"

The entire room was silent as they waited for Christain's reply.

"In the basement!"

"WHERE?"

"IN THE BASEMENT!"

All eyes in the room turned to Lydia. She looked back at them defiantly. "What? Don't blame me, I'm not the one who told Shamrock."

"Lydia, I like you." The Undertaker said slowly, with a barely repressed rage. "I adore your children, and I think Christain has a hell of a lot of potential. But there is no way I can let this go unpunished."

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Stephanie's heart sank as she looked around the dank basement and realised that there was no escape. Not with Mideon and Viscera lurking around somewhere. Her heart sank even more as it occurred to her that besides the Corporation - and possibly Commissioner Michaels, nobody would be too concerned with her whereabouts. Since the DX/Corporation feud had begun, she'd been banned from spending time with Hunter & Chyna and it had never occurred to her before how reliant she'd become on Integra and Lydia for company until they were no longer there.

"Stephanie?"

She backed away from the voice and started shaking as a bloodied figure moved towards her. "Stephanie, it's me. It's Ken."

"Ken?" Oh god, she was saved. He lead her back to the others, who all looked relieved to see her. On their way back, Howard Finkle came rushing up to Stephanie with an envelope. "I was given instructions to give you this as soon as you were found."

Shamrock looked at the envelope suspiciously. "Who's it from?"

"It has hand delivered to the arena." Finkle said handing Stephanie the note. She ripped it open and a single piece of paper fell out. She read it, her newly raised spirits sank again as she recognised the handwriting.

"Don't be so quick to turn on your friends. You owe them more tonight than you realise."

"Who's it from?" Ken asked as Steph screwed the piece of paper up and threw it into a trash can. She smiled at him. "Nobody important."