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Here's the new fic I promised! I hope everyone enjoys! Happy New Years! -JJ

Miracle

Roman reached across the console, taking Cody's hand in his, a broad smile on his lips as they sang along with the radio, the wind flying through their hair as they sped down the road with their windows all the way down. He looked over, those happy blue eyes making his heart soar. He poked his tongue out at the other man before laughing hard and looking back at the road, slowing down for the upcoming stop sign. "Ready for our vacation?" he asked, squeezing Cody's hand softly, stopping fully and looking over into those beautiful blue eyes again. "I know I am."

Cody nodded, smiling bright. "You think your students can handle you being away?" he asked, raising an eyebrow, taking in the devious look on his lovers face.

"Summer break. No students, no class, no work for two weeks. Just you and me and the beach," Roman clarified, looking from side to side before heading back down the open road. "You sure you can give up that time for me?"

Cody rolled his eyes, playfully nudging Roman to the side. "Yeah, I think the store'll be okay for two weeks. Damien and Kofi can handle it," he teased back, smiling brighter at the happiness that radiated out of those grey eyes. "Just me and you?"

Roman nodded, turning his attention to Cody. "Yeah, me and you babe," he said, looking up, face dropping into a look of panic.

Everything went black and all Roman could hear was the crunching of metal as the SUV slammed into them, their own vehicle overturning and rolling from the impact, roughly throwing Roman and Cody around in their seats before they finally came to a stop, the car resting on its hood.

Roman winced, coughing up blood as he looked over to where Cody was hanging lifelessly in his seatbelt. "Cody?" he asked, voice cracked and panicky as he tried to reach over to get to his lover. He could only see the blood pouring down Cody's face, safety glass shattered all around them mixing with twisted metal and fiberglass. "Cody!" He couldn't feel anything but pain coursing through him, his entire body struggling to get free. He didn't notice his own heavy bleeding, just the cuts and abrasions on his lover's bare arms and face. "CODY!"

Roman sat straight up in the hospital bed, shivering from the cold sweat he'd been in. He looked around the darkened white room, the heart monitor next to him beeping furiously. His eyes blindly wandered the room, the door flying open and his twin cousins running in, his father and one of his twin's wife following closely behind. "Where's Cody?" he asked suddenly, voice horse. He yanked angrily at his IV fluids, wincing at the pain in his hand before turning attention back to his family. "Get me out of here!"

Roman's father was the first to step forward, resting his large hand on his son's shoulder, pushing him back into the hospital bed. "Roman," he started softly, pushing back some of the long raven locks of his son's hair. "We need to talk first." He took in the worried and terrified look in Roman's grey eyes, his own brown ones soft.

"Sika," Trinity eased, stepping past the twins and taking a seat on the other side of Roman's bed. Her ebony skin was a nice contrast to Roman's bronze color as her hands moved up to brush his long raven hair back into a loose messy tail. She gave a soft, sympathetic smile. "Relax Roman. Just lay back down."

Roman didn't have much choice but to listen as he laid back against the pillows, noticing how sore his entire body actually was. "What happened?" he asked gently, looking down at his heavily bandaged left arm. He groaned, head aching as he closed his eyes, avoiding the look in each member of his family's.

"You and Cody where in an accident," Trinity started slowly, her own chocolate eyes looking from her husband and brother-in-law back to Roman. "An SUV T-boned you guys right behind the passenger side door and it caused the car to flip four times. You've been unconscious for the last three days, they moved you out of critical care yesterday." He paused, waiting for Roman to digest the information she was telling him.

Roman's eyes snapped open, the sound of crunching metal loud in his ears. "Cody!" he snapped, trying to get out of the bed again, this time, his father's hands pushing him down into the bed forcefully. "Is he… is he okay?" His eyes started to water, heart aching to hear that Cody was just fine.

"Josh, Jon, how about you two go get the nurse, let her know that he's awake," Sika said, stroking his thick mustache. He waited until the two were out of the room before he turned back to Roman. He gently bit his lower lip taking a deep breath.

Roman shook his head, tears blurring his vision. "No, Dad no," he whimpered, covering his face with his unbandaged hand, yanking at his IV tubes again. His brows furrowed together as he felt the hot tears rush down his cheeks into his fresh stubble and goatee. He didn't want to hear what his father had to say, not if it was as bad as he thought.

"Roman, no listen," Trinity eased, wrapping her arms around Roman's shoulders, pulling him into her, his face resting into the shoulder of her red blouse, the heat from his tears tearing at her heart. She shot Sika a dark look, the other man more than a little surprised. "He's okay. He's still in critical condition, but they think he's gonna be okay. Roman, look at me baby." She rested her hands on his cheeks, smiling sadly at him. "He hasn't woken up yet either. The doctors don't know when he will."

Roman nodded, rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand, relief filling him. He'd feared the worst when no one would tell him what had happened. "He's okay though?" he asked warily.

Trinity nodded, brushing back some of Roman's tears with her hands. "Yeah, he's okay. We'll know more when he wakes up," she reassured, nodding at Roman. She looked over his ashen face, both of his eyes black and a long scrape across his right cheek. He looked down his neck, the only thing showing being the bright seat belt bruise that was peeking out from under his hospital gown. "You have to rest though. After they say you can get out of this bed, we'll take you to see him."

Roman nodded again, feeling tired. He looked at his father, reaching out and resting his hand on Sika's arm. "Dad," he breathed, the door opening showing the twin men and a woman in scrubs, he assumed to be his nurse. "Tell Cody I'll see him soon, okay?"

Sika nodded, smiling softly. "I'll tell Dusty to pass the message along," he answered, standing and letting the nurse take vitals on Roman.

The next twenty or so minutes only seemed to blur together for Roman, the nurse and doctor on call that had shown up soon after, asking him diagnostic questions to check his alertness and memory. Once they'd finished he eased back onto his pillows, turning his head towards the window, his eyes fluttering over the expansive city, night all around it making the lights just glow beautifully.

He was alone again, this time due to the doctors wanting to do tests on him and it being so late. He shook his head, completely focused on how Cody was doing. He wanted to be with him. He sighed, thinking back to what he could remember. If he hadn't looked away from the road he would've seen the other vehicle coming. He could have avoided the accident. He whimpered, the vivid image of Cody's bloody face over taking his mind's eye. He could have avoided hurting Cody.

A few days later Roman was feeling a little better. He'd regained some strength in his body, and he was aching to get out of the room. He was getting updates from Trinity and other visitors that talked with Cody's family, Cody still in the ICU allowing only immediate family members in to see him. He sat up, looking out into the brightly lit city, thoughts focused on getting out of his bed finally. He looked over when he heard a knock at the door, two heads popping in and looking at him. He smiled instantly, knowing exactly who was coming into his room.

"You know when you fuck shit up, you really fuck it up!" the dirty blond teased, stepping in and shutting the door behind him and the other male. His blue eyes ran over his best friend, taking in the heavily bruised body. "How you feeling Rome?" he asked gently, wrapping his arm around the other man and leading him in. "Seth's been worried sick. Trin's got like forty fucking voicemails from him."

The slightly shorter male gave the blond a dirty look. "Fuck you Dean, I was worried and no one would bring me up here," he snapped, turning his baby face back to his best friend. "Anything you need Rome?" He took up a chair and scooted in next to the bigger man. He smiled softly, crossing his arms over his chest.

Roman shook his head, leave it to Dean and Seth to be his entertainment for the day. "I'm good," he answered, looking at Seth's freshly dyed hair, two thirds dark brown, one third a bright blond. He still didn't understand why Seth did it, but he couldn't say it didn't look good on the other man. He looked into the worried down brown eyes and smirked. "I'm tougher than that."

Seth nodded, watching as Dean pulled up a chair and sat next to him, the other man's legs straddling the chair, his arms crossed over the back rest.

"You too sore for a hug?" Dean asked, watching as Seth fiddled in his lap.

Roman shook his head, opening his arms slightly. He felt Seth nearly jump into them, the smaller body roughly knocking into him. He shook his head, wrapping his arms around Seth loosely, noticing how hard Seth was shaking.

"Roman, I was so scared when Josh called. They didn't know if you guys were gonna make it because it was so bad!" Seth whimpered, clinging to Roman tighter. "They wouldn't let us see you either." He'd been worried beyond words.

Dean sighed, shaking his head, his longer bangs falling into his soft blue eyes. "C'mon Seth, let 'em breathe," he teased, reaching over and patting Seth on the ass. "Or I'll tell Cody you were all over his boyfriend again."

Seth pulled away and stuck his tongue out. A stark contrast of his pink tongue against the well groomed brown of beard. "I was here first. We've only been friends since we were like five, Cody would understand," Seth retorted, pulling free and sitting back down. "Anyone else been here to visit?"

Roman shook his head. "Just family. You guys are the first ones not related by blood," he said, looking over them again. "Who else knows?"

Seth looked over at Dean before looking down at the floor, his fingers moving to touch his soft beard. "Well, Your dad called the University and let them know. Brad's worried. He called yesterday wanting to know if we knew anything. Evan's called a couple times. Drew and Ted have been blowing Dustin's phone up. He was telling us about it in the front lobby before we came up," he went on, thinking about all the others that had asked about them. "Sandow's been here almost every day to talk to Dusty."

Roman nodded, thinking of the tall man, his full beard shrouding most of his face, his dark hair always greased back. He'd never been a big fan of him, but he'd acted civil for Cody's sake since Sandow was his boss. "Did anyone call Mike?" he asked, thinking of Cody's last closest friend. "He needs to know too."

Dean and Seth exchanged a look, neither knowing if someone had already called Mike or not. "I'm not sure, we'll call him when we leave just to make sure," Seth started, looking into the bruised face and wishing there was something he could do to help. "You sure there isn't anything you need? We'll bring it to you."

Roman shook his head, smiling. "I'm okay Seth. You know Dean's gonna get jealous if you keep trying to be this attentive," he laughed, the deep stain on Seth's cheeks only making him laugh harder. He looked over, Dean's face barely holding a smile. "Actually, you think you can get me some water? My nurse forgets I'm awake all the time."

Seth nodded, getting up and bounding out the door in search of one of those large hospital cups and a water cooler.

"How are things with you two?" Roman asked once he was sure that Seth was out of earshot. "I mean I was only teasing." He took in the sudden change in Dean's demeanor to where he slouched down over the back of the chair, his chin resting on the backs of his hands.

Dean shrugged, shaking his head. "We're fine, I guess," he muttered, looking down at the polished floor. "He's still with Phil. They're fucking 'on' again."

Roman nodded, feeling a little bad for Dean. He knew the youngest man was more than a little oblivious to people and their feelings. He didn't want to bring up too much, knowing that it wasn't the time or the place. "You know, he's gotta have something for you," he started, looking down at the white sheets before looking back into Dean's blue eyes. "You're the only one that can touch him like you do. When he comes back I'll show you."

Dean shrugged, rolling his eyes gently. "Yeah right Rome. Stop trying to get my hopes up," he protested, turning towards the door as it suddenly opened and Seth popped back in carrying the water jug with an accomplished strut. "You're pretty proud of yourself."

Seth nodded, handing Roman the cup and sitting back down next to his best friend. "You know how much sweet talking it took me to get the damn nurse to help me out? Man, that head nurse of the floor is a total bitch," he explained, shaking his head. "I hope you don't end up in here, I'm not visiting you."

Dean just stared at Seth, a little shocked. "Well fuck you too," he snapped, looking up to find a broad smile and Samoan's face. "You see how much he fucking cares about my health." He shook his head, looking back at Seth incredulously. "Asshole."

Seth only smirked, giving Dean a sideways glance. "Don't get all bent out of shape," he teased, leaning back in the chair and laughing. "You know I'd be the first one there." He crossed his arms over his chest, the laughter slowly dying as he looked over into the blue eyes.

"Hey Seth, c'mere," Roman said after a moment, motioning for Seth to stand. "I wanna tell you something." He watched as Seth stood curiously before leaning in. Roman moved forward, wrapping an arm around Seth, his lips pressed close to Seth's ear as he grabbed a handful of the plump ass.

Seth jumped, swinging a fist without thinking, it landing right into Roman's sturdy jaw. "Shit Rome, I'm sorry!" he apologized hurriedly. After he saw the smile on Roman's lips he frowned, pulling back and sitting down. "That wasn't funny Roman!"

Dean shared a look with Roman, his eyes telling the grey ones that he conceded and that Roman won. He shook his head, looking over at the man sitting next to him, wondering what it would take for Seth to notice him. "We should probably go in a few. I'm sure other people want to see Rome."

Seth gave a small pout, looking from Roman to Dean, knowing that as long as they were there no one else would be allowed to visit. He wrinkled his nose, mentally cursing the rules and regulations of the floor that only allowed two people to visit at a time. "Yeah, I guess you're right," he finally said, looking down at the floor. "We'll be back tomorrow for a little while Rome. Okay?"

Roman nodded, opening his arms for Seth to give him a gentle hug, him and Dean bumping fists before the two let him alone. He sighed once they were gone, turning his head back towards his window and sinking fully into his pillows. He wished he could get out of his room.

"Well, we can take this IV port out now," the male nurse said, looking over Roman's hand before looking up into the grey eyes. "That's about the best news I can give you today." He gently as he could pulled the tape from Roman's still bruised hand. "Probably ready to get this out for a while now."

Roman nodded, watching the short blond haired man turn away from him to pull out a sterile alcohol prep strip packet and a small square of gauze. He looked over the dark blue scrubs, thinking that this nurse was the only one that had plain ones on. He winced, warm hands resting on his again.

"This might sting a bit. They had trouble getting this one in," he explained, looking up into the dark grey eyes, his own light brown ones trying to be reassuring. He turned back to his job with the IV. He opened the wipe and cleaned the area around the needle before setting it next to him on the bed and covered the area with the gauze, applying light pressure before swiftly pulling back the IV port.

Roman winced, gritting his teeth as the IV slipped free from him. "Why did they put it in my hand anyway?" he nearly growled, holding down the gauze when instructed to, the nurse placing a small bit of medical tape on it to keep it in place.

"Much better." Brown eyes looked up from his work after cleaning up. "They couldn't really see the veins in your arm because of your sleeve and your other arm was pretty tore up so it was a last resort. Most docs don't like putting 'em there and most patients don't like it either," he explained, walking over to the sharps box and disposing of the port. "My name's Jay by the way. I'll be your day nurse for the next few days. I don't have any information on when you'll be released yet, but you look good enough to go home in a few days. Good news right?"

Roman felt his heart stammer in his chest. The idea of going home was wonderful, but going home alone was not. He shrugged, looking down at his lap. "It's okay I guess," he mumbled, looking down at the sudden warmth on his upper arm, a soft smile on Jay's pink lips.

Jay paused, looking down into the turned face. He could easily see the uneasiness. "You thinking about the guy that was brought in with you?" he asked gently, pulling up a chair and sitting next to the bed. "Has anyone told you anything yet?" He crossed his legs at the knee, leaning back in the chair, arms crossed over his chest.

Roman turned, shaking his head. "Not much. He's still in a coma. That's all I know," he answered, fists clutching his blankets. "I just want to see him."

Jay stood, nodding. "Give me a minute. I'll be right back," he said, smiling before almost darting out of the room, leaving Roman to look after him confused. He returned a few moments later with a wheelchair. "Well, you can walk a bit right?"

Roman nodded, looking over the chair then at his nurse. "What's that for?" he asked, flipping the sheets back to show flannel black and red plaid lounge pants and blue non-slip hospital socks.

"You wanna see him right?" Jay asked, securing the breaks before walking over and holding his hand out to support Roman as he stood. "Well, we're going to take a quick trip down to his room. They moved him this morning so he can get visitors." He led Roman to the chair, adjusting the hospital gown to cover the broad back. "You're pretty tall."

Roman chuckled, looking up from his chair. "Six foot four," he chuckled, grabbing the arms as Jay started off out of the room. He felt his heart pounding in his chest. He was excited to finally get to see his lover, touch his hand. He bit his lower lip, watching as people seemed to blur by. He felt nervousness creep into him, knowing that there was a possibility that the sight of Cody could easily send him into tears. At that moment, the last time he'd seen Cody was when he was hanging upside down in their mangled car, covered in blood. He shivered, heart stopping when Jay stopped him at a room door.

"He's in here," Jay said softly, pushing open the door and wheeling Roman in. He stopped, the room dark from the shades being pulled down. He looked down into the emotional eyes of his patient, keeping his mouth shut.

Roman looked around the cool room, his eyes focusing on the body laying in the bed in front of him. His brows furrowed in sadness as he shakily stood from the chair. He took a few steps towards his lover, the machines around Cody's paled form beeping with his heart rate, brain waves, and IV fluids.

Cody's boyish face was slightly sullen, skin paled and bruised. He had tubes hooked up all over him, an IV in his left arm, a feeding tube running up his nose on the right side with a blood pressure cuff on his upper arm. He was lucky not to have a face respirator for oxygen or a breathing tube, instead he just had the nose tubes. His body was still, only a twitch or two barely evident every few moments.

Roman padded to the side of Cody's bed, slipping his hand around Cody's, the tears already thick on his lashes as he leaned in and pressed a kiss to the scratched forehead. He took in the healing cuts all over Cody's right side of his face, his right arm heavily bandaged with a splint. "I'm so sorry," he breathed, pulling back just enough to move down to press a light kiss to Cody's unresponsive lips. "This is all my fault. If I'd been watching the road. You wouldn't have gotten hurt."

Jay watched silently, heart panging at the sight of tears on Roman's bronze face. He smiled softly, glad that he could at least reunite the two for a brief period of time. He leaned against the wall, keeping quiet.

Roman pulled a chair from across the room up, taking Cody's hand in his again. "How're you feeling? Anyone been to visit? Seth and Dean came by earlier this morning to see me. Jon and Trin came by yesterday. Has Dusty been giving you my messages?" he asked softly, tears steadily flowing as he looked into Cody's still face. "We're gonna go home together, okay? I'll wait for you until you wake up babe. I promise."

Jay felt a tear slide down his cheek, his hand quickly brushing it away before Roman saw it. Even thought he was supposed to be a professional, he still couldn't ignore the pain in people's faces and words when they saw friends and family. "We can't stay too long Mr. Reigns," he eased out, giving a sympathetic smile. "We can come back down later before my shift ends, okay?"

Roman nodded, eyes never leaving Cody. "You hear that? I'll be back later. I love you," he whispered, standing and leaning in to kiss Cody's lips again, a few tears falling down on Cody's cheeks. He pulled back, wiping them away. "I love you." He pressed a kiss to Cody's hand before laying it back on the bed, and stepping back and turning to Jay and the wheelchair. He sat down, silent as he was wheeled back to his room. He didn't share any more words with Jay other than a whispered 'Thank You' when he got back into his bed, tears gone and face dry. He looked back towards the window, finding that it was his only comfort in the room.

(A/N): Chapter 1 of our newest rollercoaster! Just wanted to say hello and I hope everyone's ready for a really wild ride, filled with love, hate, betrayal, confusion, hurt, and many more things! Well, thoughts? Feelings? Let me know loves! Onwards and Upwards! Title is Miracle by Shinedown

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