Well this isn't really…I don't know. I was watching a lot of Law and Order (SVU) lately and this came up.

"John, as you know, settling isn't my style." Randy stated without emotion. He crossed his arms and looked down upon his colleague; trying to completely assess the situation. This was a serious case. The man was defending a murderer. All the evidence was clear as day and yet he still had to find some way to make it invalid. The only sure fire way to entail that was to lie. He needed to slander the plaintiff and lie his butt off.

John looked up at him and shook his head. "I'm sorry but that seems like the only option for you sweet heart. This thing is all wrapped up. No need for a trial." Cena stood to his feet and triumphantly popped the collar on his suit jacket. His job was much easier in this case; the lawyer for the distraught victim. He smirked as he saw that only angered his tall opponent.

"I'm willing to fight this." Randy snapped.

"But is your client?" John retorted just as quickly. The smirk never left his face as he wrapped up his papers and grabbed his suitcase. When Randy failed to answer, John walked up beside him and dropped the curl of his lips. "He's not strong enough to go through with it, sweetie." John's stern statement couldn't even be met by the disgusted look in Randy's icy blue eyes. John smiled again and rubbed the new formed stubble under Randy's chin. "You'll always be under me, Rands." He patted Randy on the back and swiftly exited the room.

"You know, I really think you need to sit down and talk with him." Edge persisted. He and Randy were relaxing and enjoying a nice cup of coffee at five in the morning as Randy looked over his case. Edge, another lawyer from his firm had been looking over it as well. The two worked plenty of cases together and Randy could often blame most of his success on the older man. He was his partner in crime, the one who made things happen. Randy trusted him with this type of information and truly needed his perspective. "This Rhodes kid seems like a good kid and for him to just up and commit murder... something's not right. As a former psychiatrist, I know how people's patterns are Randy, and this doesn't make too much of any sense."

Randy sighed heavily as he checked the kid's profile. Cody Rhodes. Age: 25. Young, slim, gorgeous, brunette. All around athlete. B average student. Never had a felony in his life. A spotless record to date and now this. He sighed and checked medical files on the boy.

As he rummaged through the papers, he slowed feeling Edge pat his shoulder. "Sorry buddy. That's a dead end. He's not mentally unstable, or diseased ridden, or even has anger management issues."

Randy angrily slammed his folder shut. "What else is there then?"

Edge rubbed Randy's back, calming him a tad bit. "You're going to have to talk to him face to face. You don't even know his relations to the victim, possible motives, or" Edge was interrupted.

"And I won't get to know because he refuses to meet face to face. Something about him being pathetic..." Randy groaned, obviously annoyed. "The stupid kid would rather go to court, not say a word, and be punished than just speak to me."

Edge nodded, understanding the situation. "That's your only option Randy. The telephone doesn't give the privacy our interrogation room does and you'll be able to make sure everything is hush hush." Edge downed the last of his coffee and stood to his feet. "In fact, Randall, you clean up and get down to the station in about two hours. I think I'll have a little surprise for you."

Randy eyed the man curiously but nodded. He walked Edge to the door of his apartment and, waving goodbye, let him out. When the man was gone Randy slowly sunk go the floor. He lied against the soft carpet and drew the photo of the Rhodes boy close to his face. "Cody Rhodes... What pray tell are you hiding from me?"

As he was told, Randy, dressed up in his black slacks and red button down shirt and headed down to the police station. There, he was met with a smirk from his friend from the night before. "What's this little surprise?" Randy stated, tired but curious all the same.

Edge smirked even wider and shifted his eyes to the one-way glass. Randy immediately followed suit and nearly leeched himself to the glass as he recognized what exactly was before him. The Rhodes boy was cuffed by one hand to the table with his head down and a blue hoodie covering it. Randy gasped and turned to Edge, speechless.

"You're welcome," Edge laughed out and pushed Randy into the ominous dark room. He leaned over to the tan man whispering, "I won't be watching or listening. No one will but I will secretly be recording this conversation." Randy nodded and Edge closed the door, leaving the two men alone.

Randy looked down at the seemingly resting figure and unfastened his top shirt buttons. He needed to relax or at least make it seem like he was. He finally took a seat across from Cody, squinting as he sat under the swinging blinding light above them. He waited a minute before speaking. To find the right words...

"I don't want to be here." He stared at Cody, startled that he had been the first to speak but eager that he did none the less. Cody raised his head from the table and looked at Randy with the saddest pools of blue Randy had ever seen. He almost shook and shivered under the gaze but willed himself to keep calm. This was the time to show he was the one in control. He straightened up and leaned on the table, arms crossed over one another as he stared back at Cody.

"Then why are you?" Randy finally retorted.

"Your men forced me to!" Cody yelled angrily.

"Because you murdered someone." Randy chuckled matter -of- factly.

"It's... I didn't...it wasn't like that," Cody angrily growled, looking away from Randy to the floor.

"Then tell me how it was, Cody! People aren't going to look at you like this and give some type of pity unless you tell them what it was. I can't go out there before the court and lie for you until I know the truth. What happened?" Cody put his head back down but Randy asserted himself and grabbed the wrist of Cody's that wasn't chained down. He yanked Cody and, with the other hand, jerked Cody's head up to look at him. "Tell...me."

Cody's bottom lip began to quiver a bit and he bit down into it to cease the shaking. He swallowed hard. "I didn't kill Maryse Oullette." He shook his head sadly.

"Then who did, Cody? The blood's on your hands here. What do you know?" Randy released Cody's wrist and with the other hand stroked Cody's arm reassuringly. "I'm only here to help."

"T...Ted and I were..." Cody couldn't get the words out. Randy read the lips perfectly and when Cody stopped he motioned forward with his hand.

"You and Ted were...?"

"Ted and I were...lo..." Cody swallowed once more and clenched his eyes shut before finally letting the words drop from his soft lips. "Lovers...Ted and I were once lovers." He blushed but let out a sigh of relief. He looked up to Randy, waiting for some type of reaction and Randy gave him just that.

"You're gay?" Randy asked bluntly and nonchalantly. Cody nodded and looked towards the floor. Randy quickly snatched him up by his chin. "Listen kid, you've got nothing to be shamed of. You pick your head up. I'm Bi myself." Randy smirked at the curious look from the smaller young man as he sat back in his chair, arms crossed. "Your preferences are the least of our worries."

Cody pulled away, "But that's why I'm in this mess! If I didn't...if I hadn't messed around with Ted then..." he stopped and chewed his lip.

Randy met his gaze. "...Tell me how to save you Cody."

Cody rubbed his eyes and swallowed hard. "...November 10th of last year. I was out at the local bar when some rich, young, gorgeous blonde asks me for a ride to his hotel. I took him home and we hit it off like that. Ted and I dated for months on end until I found out he had a girlfriend." Cody huffed and looked towards the opposite wall. "That went over well with me."

"So you stayed with him?"

"Please," Cody retorted angrily, "Cody Rhodes doesn't share. I broke it off with him and I hadn't seen him since. Then out of nowhere a week ago, he comes to my house and asks if I can keep a secret."

Randy nodded, "What kind of secret?" He eased more into the chair, closer to Cody.

"I...He told me that Maryse was gone. I mean- We could be together again." Cody closed his eyes and sighed. "The stains on his shirt...the look in his eyes... I just knew what happened. I knew he murdered Maryse."

Randy quirked a brow. "So if he wanted to be with you so much, why blame you for the murder? You'd be behind bars. He wouldn't even get to see you."

"I told him we were done!" Cody shot back. "I mean...I still love Ted but he cheated on me and killed someone. I was already facing some depression issues and I just didn't want to be involved in anyone anyway."

Randy nodded. "I get it...but you said you had some depression problems. Your medical records don't show any of that."

Cody ruffled his hand through his hair. "It probably wouldn't. It was only about three weeks ago that this happened. You can check my doctors if you want but he just up and told me I had it. I don't know...I just knew I wasn't feeling right." Cody passed Randy over a card after shuffling around in his pocket for a second. "I've gotten better but I'm still...off at times."

Randy shoved the card in his pocket and turned back to Cody. He smiled. "Well that'll be it for today, Mr. Rhodes. I'm glad you actually let me talk with you. Now I can clearly see you are indeed a victim here." Randy slipped a key from his back pocket and crouched down to unlock the cuff restraining the delicate wrist of the slender brunette. He slowly massaged the slightly reddened wrists and kissed Cody's hand. "You really are cute, Cody."

Cody blushed and pulled his hand away. "You're my lawyer...and I..."

Randy laughed and placed a soft kiss on Cody's forehead. "I'm just saying, they could've treated you a little more gentle getting you here. No reason to be so rough." He patted Cody's back and motioned him towards the door. "The officers will escort you home and I'll call you tomorrow to discuss some legal matters on your part." He held the door and helped Cody out. He grabbed his hand. "Thanks so much Codes. I promise I'll win this."

Cody blushed once more and ran out the room. Randy chuckled to himself and kept his smile as Edge shuffled into the room. "So?"

Randy grinned, "Got him."

Well this was just a short idea. I may not write anymore but this just popped up there!