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Warning: There is harsh language and adult themes as well as Slash between some of the characters (mostly M/M).

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Chapter Ten

John lay in bed reading one of Mark's books. He closed it and pushed it aside. He curled up and smiled. The bed smelled of the older man. The blond wrapped himself in the furs and rolled around a bit. He let his mind wander again.

John slowly strolls down the aisle with his dad by his side. His blues are on man he is going to marry. He gets up to the altar, hugs his father, and smiles at Mark, who smiles back at him.

"Well, this is a glorious day," the Father begins, "I can see the love in both of these men's eyes. The union of two souls should not be taken lightly. Love is a hard road that we all walk upon. There are some easy paths and there are some rough paths, but we all walk it every day with the ones that we want to be with. These two men have bore some hardships in their lives, but they managed to find love in one another."

The Father looks to Mark. "Each men have written their vows. Mark."

Mark smiles and takes John's hands into his own. "John, for a long while, my life was just nothing. I wandered in the dark, searching for something, anything to pull me back. Then, I met you on that fateful day. It was like you were sent from above. Your eyes drew me in and melted my heart. You became a light that I didn't want to give up. I fought for you and I'll continue to fight for you. I want to be the man of your dreams. I want to be there when you cry, when you fall, when you laugh, when you sing...for everything."

He turns to Glenn, who handed his brother the ring. "John, will you be the light through my dark days, will you be the love of my life, and will you be my husband until death do us part?"

"I will," John says.

Mark slips the ring on.

The Father looks to John. "John."

"Mark Calaway, I never knew what true love was until I met you. I thought I knew what love was, but I was blind. You took care of me when I needed someone even though I was a stranger to you. You did want you could to protect me and I'm thankful for that. I'm glad that you decided to come off the mountain and back into my world. These last few months have been like a dream to me and I don't want to wake up. I love having you in my life. I love waking up everyday with you by my side."

John turns to Mike. His friend smiles and hands him the ring. "Mark, I don't want to imagine my life without you. Will you take me as I am just as I will take you as you are?"

"Yes, a million times yes," Mark replies.

John slips the ring on Mark's finger.

"With that," the Father replies, "I now pronounce you, Husband and Husband."

John smiles as Mark leans down and kisses him. Not wanting the kiss to end, John holds the back of Mark's head and deepens the kiss.

John smiled and blushed again. "What the hell is wrong with me?" He rolled onto his stomach. "I can't be having these fantasies. I might have to leave him."

John buried his face into the furs.

"Mark is a great guy, but does he want me? I hope he wants me. I know that I want him...even though I'm still with Hunter. No, I'm not with Hunter anymore. He cheated on me...with his best friend. They're together and I have no one."

The young man sat up. "Well, I have Mark...that is if he wants me." He rubbed his stomach. "I miss you, little one. Maybe it was for the best. What would have happened if you were born and you father left me and wanted to take you as well?"

Tears fell from his eyes. "No, being with Mark is better. Mark will take care of me."

…

Dwayne stared at the body before him. The man was strung up in a crucifix stance and naked. His scalp was ripped off. The lieutenant took out a pen and lifted the corpse's head. His face was peeled off. He was also eviscerated. His entrails hung out of the open cut of his stomach. Not only that, but the perpetrator castrated the man. The wolves and other carnivores had eaten away his lower extremities and parts of his organs.

"That's Mankind," Steve stated after looking over the corpse himself.

"Raven couldn't have done this," Glenn said.

"Those two are...well, were thick as thieves," Mark replied.

"Well, who could have done this?" Dave replied.

"No telling," Steve replied.

Mark searched around for tracks of anything. He found foot prints leading back up the mountain. He stared ahead.

"Whatcha thinking, big guy?" Glenn asked.

"Someone needs to go back and send word to John's friends and family to let them know that he's okay," Mark replied.

"We shouldn't split up," Steve replied.

"No, he's right," Dwayne said. "Someone needs to tell his friends and family. I can go. I'm a good tracker and I can get out of here in less than two days."

"I'm not letting you go by yourself," Dave replied.

"They're going to need you," Dwayne said. "You're the best shot out of the two of us. I'll go back. I'll let Evan know what's going on."

"What about the body?" Steve asked.

The men stared at it.

"There's nothing we can do for him, except leave him or bury him," Mark replied. "Either way...he rots."

Mark continued on.

"All right, Rocky," Dave began, "be careful."

"You too," Dwayne replied.

The others followed Mark while the lone police officer made his way back to civilization. Mark kept his eyes open for anything. Even though he knew that the trail lead back up to the mountain, Mark had a terrible feeling in his stomach.

"Why would he go up there?" Dave asked.

"Not sure," Mark answered.

The men kept moving and the further up they went, the more and more Mark felt nervous.

…

Mike stared at his napping husband. He smiled and slipped out of the hotel room. He quickly made his way to the awaiting cab and drove to the hospital. He walked to the maternity ward, signed in, and sat down in the waiting room. He had not been feeling well. He just needed some assurances that there was nothing wrong with his baby.

"Mr. Mizanin-Orton," a nurse called.

Mike stood up and followed her to an examining room. He sat on the table and waited for the nurse to come back. The door opened and in walked Kevin Nash.

"Hello," he greeted.

"Hi," Mike said.

"You here by yourself?"

The younger man nodded.

"You think that's wise?"

"Randy's asleep and I really needed to be here."

Nash nodded and checked his heart-rate, temperature, the sounds of his heart and lungs, and his blood pressure.

"147/125," Nash breathed. "It's high."

Mike nodded.

"The doctor will be here in a few."

"Thank you."

Kevin smiled and left.

Mike kept himself entertained by playing with his phone. Fifteen minutes past, when a knock came and the door entered.

"Doctor," Mike said without looking up. He slid the phone back into his pocket. "Randy...?"

"Why didn't tell me you came here?" Randy asked, hurt evident in his eyes.

"I didn't want you to worry," Mike replied.

"Me waking up to find that you're not there won't?"

Mike looked down.

"Mr. Orton," Nash began as he stepped in. "I didn't call you here to upset your husband. He's going to need you here just in case."

Randy stared at the man and nodded.

"I'm sorry," Mike whispered as tears ran down his face.

"Please, baby, don't cry." Randy went to him. He wiped the tears away.

Dr. Justice came in. "There you are. I have some news for you, but I want to check you out first."

Nash left and came back with the sonogram. Mike laid down and pulled his shirt up. Kevin gelled his stomach up and handed the transducer to the doctor.

Dr. Justice examined Mike with a smile on his face. "There's your little one."

Randy and Mike stared at the fetus.

"Can you tell the sex?" Randy asked.

"I'm just fourteen weeks along," Mike replied. "They usually check after sixteen weeks, Randy."

"You're right," the doctor replied. "Here we are."

Randy and Mike stared at the second fetus.

"What?" they breathed.

"That's what I thought," the doctor said. "We were getting strange readings when we checked you last time but couldn't find Baby B. It was hiding. I believe those cramps you were feeling was Baby B trying to come out of its hiding place."

"Is that even possible?" Randy asked.

"I once preformed a C-Section on a woman who thought she was having quadruplets. I did one last check in her womb before stitching her up and found another baby under her kidney," Dr. Justice replied. "The human body is an amazing thing."

Kevin nodded. "There was a faint heartbeat and we couldn't figure out what was going on. That's why you were examined by so many doctors, Mike."

"Oh," Mike said.

"From what I can tell, Baby A is a boy, but it's too early to tell," Dr. Justice replied. "Baby B...where did Baby B go?" He searched around. "Huh."

Nash took over and searched as well. "Well, now. Odd."

"May I try?" Randy asked.

Kevin handed him the transducer. Randy started with Baby A and moved the instrument around Mike's stomach. After a few minutes, he found his Baby B.

Dr. Justice stared at the screen. "A girl, like I said, a tad too early to tell. Any time after sixteen weeks is better to tell the sex."

Randy handed the instrument back to the doctor and Kevin cleaned Mike up.

"Do you have any questions for me?" Dr. Justice asked.

Randy and Mike shook their heads.

"All right, you may go."

Randy helped Mike up and led him to their car. He watched as Mike carefully slid into the passenger's seat before closing the door. He climbed into the driver's seat and drove back to the hotel. No words passed between them until they got to the room.

Randy gathered Mike into his arms. "My God, baby. I love you so much. You make me so proud."

"We're having twins!" Mike exclaimed. "I can't believe this. I need to sit down."

His husband led him to their bed. He soothed Mike's hair down.

"You think we can do this?"

"Yeah."

"We might have to get a bigger place." Mike studied his spouse.

Randy cracked his neck.

"We'll make the apartment work though."

"We'll make it work for awhile until we save enough money for a house, okay?"

Mike smiled and nodded.

Randy rubbed Mike's stomach. "Hey, little ones. I'm your Father. We love you. Baby B, try not to cause your Daddy too much distress and pain. We can't wait to see you guys."

"I can't wait for John to get back," Mike said.

"He will," Randy said looking up at Mike. "I know he will."

…

John wandered around the cave, cleaning it up to make it decent. He had cut more wood and had them stacked. He made himself some dinner of jerky soup. He made sure to wash the dishes and placed them back. He sat outside the cave, wrapping one of the fur blankets around himself so he could watch the sun set.

John went back inside and continued to read. He closed the book and rolled onto his back. He began to stroke himself. He thought of the first time they kissed and when they had sex.

"Mark," he breathed as he came.

Mark stared into the fire. He turned onto his back and continued to toss and turn. He could not sleep. He wanted John by his side, to know that he was safe, and to let the young man know that he would be cared for.

Glenn watched his brother's restless sleep. He whispered to Steve, "I wonder what's up with him."

"Love," Steve replied.

Glenn stared at him. "With who? That John guy?"

Steve nodded.

The other bald man sighed. "What the hell are you thinking, Mark?"

Mark stared up at the stars. A smile came on his lips. "John."