Title: The Voices

Rated: M (Mature)

Genre(s): Romance/Angst

Pair(s): Randy/Adam, Kane/Randy, ?/Randy, Jay/Heath, Phil/Jeff, etc.

Summary: Randy has been keeping a secret from Adam, and it is threatening to destroy their relationship. What is that secret? And when all is out in the open, will their love survive?

Disclaimer: I don't own anyone, besides my OCs.

Warning: Slash, Violence, Mpreg

Part: 1/? ~ Introduction

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A boot-clad foot collided with his side several times in swift succession, and this action continued until a dark reddish-blue bruise that stretched from his ribs to his stomach. Randy moaned, his blunt nails cutting into his arms as he tried to roll away from his attacker. Dark blue eyes focused in on him in the darkness. Eyes that he had come to hate. To fear. Softly, he cried out to the man to stop his attacks. But, despite his protests, they continued more harshly than before. Randy's icy blue eyes rolled back in his head as the pain became too much… but he could not even have the relief of unconsciousness. Instead, ice-cold water sloshed over his body. He awoke with a start.

Then, the verbal assault came. It was the same array of words that he had heard ten-thousand times, but that didn't mean that they hurt any less. Randy bit down on the inside of his mouth and blood trickled over his teeth and tongue. His stomach turned at the bitter, metallic taste that brutally assaulted his senses. Another kick came, this time to the back of his head. Tiny black and white dots flickered across his vision like some twisted form of hypnosis. Absently, he reached forward to try to find a sturdy surface that could help him climb to his feet. But the minute his arm stretched out, a swift kick to the bone bruised the skin and, most likely, shattered the bone.

"What's the matter, Randy?" The voice hissed in the darkness. And even if Randy had heard that voice over a million times, he still couldn't put a name to a face. Or maybe he didn't want to. "Is that the best you can do?"

"Please…" Randy muttered. He hated that he had been reduced to this.

A cold laugh echoed in the silence. The toes of a boot hit him in the side of his face. "Please 'what', Randy? What do you want me to do?" The man asked. "C'mon, you can tell me! What… do… you… want… me… to… do?"

"Don't… don't do this. Please…" Randy whispered, tears streaking down his face as more blood flowed from the wound in his mouth. "Please… stop…"

Another kick landed on the side of his neck. "What was that? I didn't quite hear you…"

"Stop…" Randy barely managed to choke out.

"What?" The man asked.

"Stop!" Randy exclaimed a little louder this time.

"I still can't hear you." Each word was accentuated by a swift kick to the side of his head, his neck, his shoulder, his stomach, and his knee. "You'll have to be louder."

"STOP!"

Adam awoke, startled by Randy's sudden shout. His boyfriend had somehow climbed out from underneath the blankets, his sweaty body contorted uncomfortably, and his body lurched every few seconds as if he had been hit by an unseen hand or foot. This was not the first time that Randy had been affected by horrid dreams, but never once had his boyfriend ever told him about them. It hurt to think that Randy didn't trust him, but he knew that the younger man would talk when he was ready. Carefully, Adam reached out and shook Randy's shoulder. The tan man awoke with a start, his fist flying out to defend himself. Adam flinched, but the impact never came.

"A-Adam…" Randy's voice trembled. His icy blue eyes flickered between his fist and Adam's lithe body, which trembled uncontrollably.

Adam's eyes opened slowly, "Randy."

But in that short amount of time, Randy was out of the bed with his back against the wall. How could he have come so close to hurting Adam, the one man who had showed him an ounce of compassion since… he didn't want to think about that. Tears streaked down his tan cheeks, and the world around him blurred. This couldn't be possible. It couldn't. All of this time, he had worked so hard to keep himself in check. He had worked so hard to make sure that Adam would never find out about what had happened to him. That was the past. This… this was his future. But he knew that he would never be able to move beyond this unless he told someone.

Slowly, Adam climbed out of bed. Blue eyes fell on the swell of his abdomen… their baby. Their precious baby girl. Adam's hand rested on his baby bump as he slowly closed in on Randy, careful to make sure that Randy saw him coming and wasn't going to lash out again. It was true that Randy had had nightmares before, but he had never been violent, even if he was unaware that it was Adam waking him up. This concerned the blond and, above all, he just wanted to make sure that his boyfriend was okay. Softly, he wrapped his arms around the smaller man and drew him closer. But Randy remained stiff in his arms.

"Randy, baby…" Adam looked at him, his eyes so full of trust that it physically hurt Randy to look at him. No-one should trust a monster so blindly. "Please, tell me what the matter is."

Adam's arms suffocated him. "No." He shook his head, trying to get Adam to release him. He couldn't stand the physical contact. "No. Don't touch me! Take your hands off of me!"

Adam released him immediately. "Randy…"

Randy could tell that Adam was scared. "I'm sorry, Adam. I didn't mean to -,"

Randy reached for him, but Adam flinched away. It was almost as if Adam expected him to hit him. Randy blanched at the very idea. Never before had Randy put his hands on Adam when the blond didn't want him too… and he most certainly had never hit him before. Long ago, he had promised himself that he would never let someone else be hurt like he had. Had he inadvertently let that happen to Adam? That thought hurt most of all. Quickly, without thinking, he made his way toward the bedroom door. Adam broke out of his stupor and followed him downstairs. The brunette shot him one last look, before he raced out into the cold November morning…

"Randy…" Adam trailed, scared that the love of his life had walked out of his life forever…

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A/N: Did you like it? Tell me in a review! Oh, and what should they name their daughter?