A/N: Sequels are awesome, aren't they? X-Men 2, POTC 2, Ghostbusters 2… Those were amazing sequels, yes or yes? Well, let's hope that this one is a good one. I'm releasing it early because I just couldn't wait. Hope you don't mind. I shall do my best. I own nothing. R&R. Enjoy!

Survive

Other things may change us, but we start, and end, with family.

Anthony Brandt

About thirty years ago, John lost his parents in a car accident at the age of nine. The man who was given full custody of him was his godfather, Wade Barrett, a soul who was more demonic than human for he abused his godson unmercifully. While he blamed himself for his parents' death, John didn't understand why his godfather would touch him in certain places and, as time went on, would hit and demean him. Although his father had been close friends with Wade and had trusted him, John despised his godfather for what he did to him, but he was also afraid of him, for he knew very well that his godfather had the means and the connections to kill him and get away with it.

As he grew older, the abuse got worse, and it wasn't until he entered high school that John started telling people about it. One person in particular was Officer Randy Orton, who was, at that time, the high school's resource officer. The two started meeting at Randy's office due to an incident which involved John's godfather, and from the very start, the two were attracted to each other, though neither acted upon those feelings until much later. After their first meeting, it was mandatory for John to arrive at Randy's office every day.

It was during one of these days that John finally told Randy a little bit about his home life with Wade. Upon learning about some of what went on, John made Randy promise to not tell a soul, and reluctantly, he agreed, however, in exchange for his silence, there was an arrangement made. They agreed that during summer vacation, John was to report to Randy's office every weekday so that the officer could keep an eye on him to an extent. However, Wade, who often forced John to have sex with him on numerous occasions, didn't like 'sharing' his godson with anyone, especially a police officer with whom he'd had many encounters with. So, one day, Wade forced his teenage godson into his bed and kept him there for over a week, tying John up and cutting into him, leaving his name forever scarred on the blonde's skin.

Finally, Wade released his godson and allowed him to return to his meetings with Randy, something that ultimately led to his downfall. Once he was confronted by Randy about his appearance, John confessed to everything his godfather had been doing to him since he was nine years old. But even when John was taken out of his home and placed with a friend, he wasn't safe. A friend of Wade's tampered with the brakes on John's friend's car, ultimately killing his friend Cody, and putting John and another friend, Ted, into the hospital. After weeks of recovery, both boys were able to return to their lives, but the investigation into the so called accident took a great deal of time, and it wasn't until John's senior year in high school that Wade went to trial.

Ultimately, his godfather was convicted and sentenced to life imprisonment without the possibility of parole. After that, John graduated high school and went on to college, earning a degree in criminal law and psychology. He remained close to his friend Ted, and to his boyfriend, Randy Orton, the officer who saved him from his godfather. The two moved away from the area and found a nice, peaceful town where they both worked; one as a police officer, the other as a child advocate forensic investigator. But neither one could forget Wade, nor the pain and torture he put John through.

Even with all of that pain and heartache, the two lovers found that, as long as they had each other, they could conquer anything. While Wade was a reminder that constantly loomed over them like a dark storm cloud, neither one could deny how happy they were together, neither one could forget all that they've endured together, all that has made them stronger than they originally were. Together, they could overcome anything.

Daddy John told me that two years ago, when I was merely twelve. I didn't fully understand all of what he told me, but I've come to understand it more now that I've grown and matured. To know that Daddy John was treated so horribly as a child makes my heartbreak, and I understand that Daddy Randy probably felt the same way when he was first told about Wade. They're both so strong… To still love each other so much after all they've been through is truly a miracle, and I hope that I can be just as strong and as compassionate when I'm older.

Daddy John doesn't like talking too much about Wade, and I don't blame him. I wouldn't want to talk about him either, but he's told me what he went through, and I'm grateful he did because it makes me appreciate him and Daddy Randy that much more.

Wade doesn't scare me; at least, not like he used to when I was younger. Daddy John would occasionally talk about him, and, when I was a little kid, I used to thinking of Wade as the boogie man; someone who was so foul and evil that they couldn't be a person, but a thing, a horrible, awful monster who just wanted to torture others. Maybe it's because Daddy John is like a child psychologist, but when we do talk about Wade, I can't help but think that he must be incredibly unbalanced mentally. And yes, I realize that not many fourteen year olds think that way, but, as Daddy Randy always told me, I've never been a normal teenager.

Growing up with two fathers, both who work with law enforcement agencies, I guess that I wouldn't be a normal teenager. Even Uncle Teddy tells me I'm different; not a bad different of course, but a good different. 'Like a breath of fresh air,' he told me. I'm not too sure if he was joking or not, Daddy John always said that I get my serious personality from Daddy Randy, but either way, I guess it was a compliment nonetheless.

I love my fathers very much, and my uncle. They give me all the courage, love, and support that I need, and so much more. They're all I have, and I'd die without them.

June 23, 2030

"Three days ago, registered sex offender Wade Alexander Barrett, who was convicted of raping, assaulting, and abusing his godson since the age of nine, escaped the state penitentiary. He was sentenced to life imprisonment without the possibility of parole nineteen years ago, and has been reported by the correctional officers as being an incredibly dangerous and mentally unstable man. Although it has not yet be confirmed how he managed to escape, law enforcement agencies are currently conducting a massive manhunt for this frightening sex offender. Barrett is considered to be extremely dangerous and may be armed. If anyone has information about Barrett or his whereabouts, please contact the-"

Randy turned the television off and threw the remote onto the entertainment center. That son of a bitch… He knew that Barrett was a weasel and that he'd do everything in his power to escape, but he never thought those imbeciles at the state pen would do such a lousy job at containing him. This was the last thing that John needed to hear and see.

Although it's been years since Barrett was sentenced, discussing his godfather was still a touchy subject to John, and Randy couldn't scorn him for it. Hell, he would get upset and pissed off if that man was ever mentioned, and he wasn't even related to him. It took them years to adjust to the fact that Wade was in prison; life was going well for them. They were both had decent jobs and were doing well financially, they had a daughter, they had their own home..

Things were going well for them, and Randy didn't want to upset that, didn't want to upset John. His John. His incredibly strong, determined husband who had been through hell and high water; the man who had given him more love and happiness than anyone ever could, the man who had given him a child…

Cody Marie… Their star, their shining light, their little girl. She was a miracle child. The fact that John could even have children… It astounded him and he still didn't understand it. Doctors explained everything as best they could, but Randy never grasped the concept of what they said. All he knew was that few men could get pregnant and that when they did, it was always life-threatening for both the carrier and the child.

But John did it, and he knew exactly what to name their little girl. He didn't even need to know the gender for he had decided long ago that, should they ever have children, one of them would be named Cody, in honor of John's best friend, the one who died because of Wade. When Randy was told what John wanted to name their child, he nodded in understanding and supported it. It was a sweet and endearing idea, to remember loved ones past. And it was so much like John to do so, so Randy didn't complain.

Anyway, their life together was as close to perfect as it could get. And the last thing John needed to know was that his tormentor, his rapist, his…his godfather had escaped and was probably hunting for them right now. No, John had enough to focus and worry about; he didn't need something like this. So Randy made up his mind, then and there, to not tell his husband about it. While he would probably be given hell when John found out anyway, because John always found out, he didn't need to know right away. Tomorrow, when he went into work, Randy would consult the Chief and see what was going on. But for now, he would let the sleeping dogs lie, for John's sake, Cody's, and his own.

A/N: I realize it's kind of short, but it's the prologue so it's not supposed to be very long. So, tell me what you think thus far. Also, if anyone wants to beta read the chapters for this story, I'd appreciate it very much. I could use some constructive criticism and I need the assistance since it's too much for me to do. And besides, it'd give you a sneak peek =D So, let me know! Thank you!