Title: Battery City

Author: JeffroMattyHardy

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters (except for the kids) nor do I own the song I'm basing this off of. But in this chapter, I do own Alexis Michaels.

Summary: When the government takes over, only a few handfuls of people manage to stay free. With suits in control of everything, trying to stay free is harder than it seems. Jedam, Mavan, Shawter, and more.

This was formed after listening to "Na Na Na" by My Chemical Romance as well as "SING" by My Chemical Romance and watching the music videos on a constant loop for almost 2 hours straight.

La la la la la. La la. Nothing to say here. Jeff-Jeff loves Undertaker. Proven fact. :) Lol.

And my mind's been on The Enigma's Playlist for a while, but it's back now. :)

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"Mommy!"

Jeff turned around when he heard his daughter call him. she had a couple Barbie dolls in her hands and paint all over her face and hands. "Look!" she exclaimed happily, holding the three dolls up. One was a man with blonde hair in khakis and a polo shirt; one was a woman with her blonde hair painted with different colors in a miniskirt and a tanktop; one was a girl with blonde hair in a skirt and a T-shirt. "It's me, you, and daddy!"

Jeff smiled at her. "If only your daddy would dress like that sometimes," he joked.

"I heard that." Adam came up behind him, wrapping an arm around his shoulders. "Bethy, baby, Rachel's looking for you. She wants to play cops and robbers." The smallest blonde squealed happily and ran off.

"And what have you been doing lately?" Jeff asked, kissing his partner's cheek.

"Hunter," Adam muttered. "Shawn's not talking and I'm supposed to be going to meet him again now." He smiled as he knelt down and pressed a kiss to Jeff's stomach. "How far along are you?"

Jeff thought about it for a second, giggling when the other nuzzled his face against his stomach. "Tomorrow it'll be 9 months," he replied. "And it keeps kicking me!"

Adam laughed and stood up. "I gotta go find Hunt again. Get some rest."

"You can't tell me what to do." Adam kissed him roughly, leaving him breathing heavily after. "Okay, maybe you can."

"Always get my way, babe." Adam kissed him again, softer this time, and walked away.

~.**.~

"So, why are we here again?"

Hunter was standing at the front of the room, Shawn sitting against the wall behind him. Adam, Randy, Matt, Chris, and Alex were sitting on a couple couches in front of them. "We're going to BLI," Hunter informed them.

"And why would we go head-on into our deaths?" Randy asked, leaning back as he crossed his arms.

"Have you seen Shawn talk in the past, oh, I don't know, 7 weeks?" Hunter asked.

"And why is that my problem?"

Hunter took a few deep breaths to keep from attacking the other. "Because," he ground out, "Calaway has Alexis and has somehow convinced her that she doesn't know how any of us are or that she's Shawn's sister. She is somehow convinced that Calaway is her father. We are going to get her back."

"And why would we want to do that?" Randy asked. "She's not our problem."

Shawn was on him before he knew what had happened, shaking him vigorously with a snarl and a death glare. "You don't know what the hell you're talking about!" he yelled at him. "What if it was Nathan we were talking about?"

Hunter pulled Shawn off the brunette, whispering in his ear until he calmed down and practically broke down crying. "Think you get the message," the slightly younger blonde said with a look at Orton. "Shawn's staying here and we're leaving right away. You two." He looked at Chris and Alex. "Can you drive?" They shook their heads. "Then you'll ride with Adam. Orton, Hardy, you're with me."

~.**.~

Adam looked over as he drove down the highway behind Hunter. Alex and Chris almost refused to leave each other's side so since they were both pretty small, they sat together in the front seat, Chris half-sitting on Alex with Alex's chin resting on his shoulder. "So remind me again," he started. "How did you meet Jeff?"

"He found us," Chris explained. "And when Calaway tried to move him to a room that would be comfier for him after he…you know, he refused to go without us."

"When you came in, we were only trying to fix his bandages," Alex defended.

"Don't worry about that part," Adam assured them. "Overreaction. So, Jeff told me you guys were at BLI since you were born?" Both nodded. "So you must know the place pretty well." Another couple nods. "Ever see a blonde girl there? She would've been near your age, Jeff's age now. Blonde rainbow-streaked hair? Tattoo on left wrist?"

"I think we saw someone like that a couple times," Chris replied.

Adam touched at the earpiece in his right ear. "Hear that, Hunter?" he asked with a slight grin.

"Keep talking," Hunter said over the radio.

"We were 8 when they first brought her," Alex explained. "She wasn't moving and we thought she was dead. We saw her a couple more times and there were always men in white suits following her if she got out of line. We saw her get hit by them a couple times."

"That motherfucking asshole did something to her!" Hunter yelled.

"Calm down," Adam told him. "We'll get her back. We'll get her back."

~.**.~

"Hey, Shawn." Jeff walked up to the older blonde with one hand on his stomach. "Have you seen Adam around?"

"He's at BLI with Randy, Matt, Chris, and Alex."

"What?" Jeff suddenly shuddered with both arms wrapped around his stomach.

"Jeff!" Shawn worriedly leaned down to the younger blonde. "Jeff, are you okay?"

"Not unless you know how to perform a C-section," Jeff ground out through clenched teeth.

"Morrison!" Shawn yelled as he led Jeff to the first-aid station in the building. "DiBiase! I need your help!"

"What could you possibly need now?" John asked as he walked out of a store with Ted trailing behind him.

"You two did the C-sections for Mike and Cody, right?" Shawn asked. They nodded. "Well, got another patient for ya."

~.**.~

Hunter cocked his gun as the rest of the guys got out of the cars behind him. "Copeland, you take Shelley and Sabin. Hardy, Orton, you're with me."

"It might be best to stay together," Chris interjected. He squeaked and hid behind Alex when the blonde glared at him.

"What Chris is trying to say is that you never know what Mark is planning," Alex tried to explain. "It's better to stay in a group then to split up. Besides, we know our way around."

Hunter didn't say anything, but he seemed to agree with the changes and motioned for everyone to follow him.

~.**.~

"Sir."

Maryse walked over to Mark with a clipboard in her arms, her long black skirt swirling around her as she walked. "Intruders, level 3," she said. She led him over to the control panel in another room and pointed out a screen in the top left corner. "They have the two boys with them and they seem to be searching for something."

The corner of Mark's mouth twitched slightly. "Get me Alexis," he ordered. "This might work to my advantage. I will have Jeffrey in my possession sooner than I anticipated."

~.**.~

"This way," Chris said, heading left when they came to a hallway with two different ways to turn. "We always saw Calaway with…"

"Alexis," Hunter informed him.

"Right, Alexis. We always saw Calaway with Alexis down this way." They headed to the left and stopped when they saw what was ahead.

Hunter pushed his way to the front and stared ahead. Alexis was standing in the middle of the hallway in the same outfit he'd seen her in before with opposite colors; black boots, black leggings under a white skirt, and a white crop top with the bandaging still around her arm. The angry red scars stood out on her skin. "Alexis," he breathed in relief.

Alexis cocked her head to the side. "Do I know you?" she asked.

"It's Hunter, baby," the older blonde said. He started to move toward her, ignoring the whispers to stay put from behind him. "I've known you since you were a baby. The first time you walked, the first time you could shoot a gun, the first time you could aim when you shot, sweets, the first words out of your mouth as a baby were Shaw and Hunt."

"Hunter?" she repeated. "And…and Shawn?"

Hunter smiled. "Yeah, that's right, sweets," he encouraged. "Shawn. Your brother. You love him."

"Oh, I can assure you, she does not love him."

Hunter spun around and saw Mark standing behind him. Exterminators were all around the others, guns trained so they didn't try anything. "She doesn't even remember who he is," Mark continued. "In fact, she doesn't remember who any of you are. I made sure of it." He moved forward and past the blonde, turning behind Alexis. He ran his fingers lightly over the scars on her shoulder, ignoring her flinch when he touched them.

"Don't. Touch. Her," Hunter growled, bringing his gun up.

Mark just grinned very slightly and brought his hand up to rest along Alexis's jaw. "I wouldn't do that if I were you," he warned. "I'm sure Shawn would hate to know that the father of his children is the very reason that his baby sister is dead." Hunter hesitated slightly, but lowered his gun and slid it back into his holster. Mark took his hand away from Alexis's jaw and neck. "Good. Now come with me." He looked back at the others. "All of you. We have work to do."

~.**.~

John grimaced as he wiped blood off his hands with a towel. "I hate doing those," he muttered. He tossed the towel to DiBiase. "Way too bloody."

"And then there's the entire procedure to deal with," Ted said.

"Did we really ever follow a procedure?"

Ted laughed. "Probably not. I got my info from watching old doctor shows. You?"

"Medical books. All I had to do for a year or so while I was hiding out from Calaway and BLI. That was before I met Mike." He thought about it for a second. "I think I was…20 when I did it for him. You?"

"22."

"Hey, Jeff's awake."

Shawn's voice interrupted their little conversation and the two brunettes tossed the bloody towel behind them and headed back out to the other room. Jeff was sitting in a wooden chair with a small pink-wrapped bundle in his arms. He had changed into a different shirt before his old one was all bloody and there was a newly-stitched cut that would definitely scar across his stomach but he didn't care. All he cared about was the little bundle he was holding.

"Got a name for her yet?" Shawn asked. He smiled when she grabbed slightly at his finger.

"Flick," Jeff replied with a smile. "Flick Neromi Copeland."

"Flick, you mean," John flicked Jeff's forehead, "that kind of Flick?"

Jeff frowned and flicked him back hard. "No, I don't mean that kind of Flick. Flick means good luck."

"Damn it, Jeff!" John cursed, rubbing his forehead. "You just had a fucking baby! How the hell are you so strong?"

Jeff smirked. "Call it a gift."

"Here." Shawn held out a few clothes. "These were Katy's when she was born. Thought you might want to try them."

Jeff smiled at him. "Thanks," he said.

~.**.~

Mark helped Alexis out of the car as they arrived outside the strip mall everyone was living at. Exterminators came up behind them with Hunter, Randy, Adam, Matt, Chris, and Alex in front of them with guns pressed against the small of their backs to keep them from doing anything…stupid.

"Jeffrey!" Mark yelled. "Jeffrey! Come out here! I have something for you!"

Jeff, Shawn, Cody, Ted, Mike, JoMo, John, and Evan looked out the window through slatted blinds; they had put all the kids in Pac Sun and told them to stay there for the time being so they wouldn't get hurt. Flick was still in Jeff's arms and she was asleep for now, dressed in one of Katy's pink onesies with red butterflies on the chest. "I told you this wasn't a good idea!" Jeff hissed at Shawn.

"Should you go out there?" Evan asked. His eyes had never left Matt and a frightened look was on his face.

"Yes, thank you, Evan," Jeff muttered, rolling his eyes.

"Hey, maybe Bourne is right," Mike agreed.

"Hey, whose side are you on?" Jeff asked with a slight glare to the side at the brunette. "How about a compromise. We just let all the mothers go out and get the fathers back."

"What, so Calaway will have you, me, Evan, Cody, and Mike instead of the others?" Shawn asked. "What is smart about that plan?"

Jeff shrugged and looked back out the window. "Just a suggestion," he mumbled. He suddenly grinned. "I've got an idea."

Mark sighed when no one came out of the building. "Jeffrey, I really don't want to have to kill your little blonde friend here," he called. "Or maybe your brother."

"Don't."

Mark grinned when Jeff walked out of the building but it lessened just slightly when he saw the pink-blanketed bundle in his arms. "You had our child without me?" he asked in disbelief. He clicked his tongue in disappointment. "Jeffrey, Jeffrey, Jeffrey." He moved forward slightly. "Does he at least have a name?"

"Her," Jeff replied, emphasizing the gender, "name is Flick Neromi Copeland."

"Calaway," Mark corrected.

"No, Copeland," Jeff argued with a glare. "She is my child and she's not gonna have anything to do with you." He grinned. "And now, you can leave."

The others that had been watching with him inside came up behind the exterminators with guns cocked and loaded. "Should've stayed at home," Shawn grinned as they pulled the triggers. Mark spun around when he heard the shots ring out and saw all his exterminators drop dead to the ground.

"Leave," Jeff ordered when he turned back around. He had switched positions so that he was holding Flick with one arm and the other held his gun pointed at Mark's head.

"Don't think this changes anything," Mark threatened as he opened the door to his car. "That child is mine as well and I will not be denied."

"Get the fuck out," Jeff growled. He stopped Alexis when she tried to follow and Mark drove away. The blonde grinned and stuffed his gun into the waistband of his jeans.

Adam grinned as he walked up to Jeff, pressing a rough kiss to his mouth. "Babe, that was hot," he whispered, kissing him again. He looked down at Flick with a smile and pressed a kiss to her forehead. "What's her name again?"

"Flick Neromi Copeland," Jeff replied with a smile of his own. Adam kissed him again.

"Alexis!" Shawn ran up to his sister with Hunter right behind him, setting his hands on her shoulders. "Alexis, baby, please remember me."

"You're…you're that…that man he was telling me about," she mused more to herself than to anyone else.

"Yeah, that's right." Shawn smiled. "Shawn. Remember? Your big brother?" Tears threatened to fall when she shook her head in confusion.

"Don't worry, Shawn," Hunter said, clapping a hand on his shoulder. "We'll teach her. She'll remember." He looked at the blonde. "She'll remember."

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Wow, this was REALLY fun to write. And I plan to name my first-born girl Flick Neromi and whatever my last name is cause I just love the name.

And I'm watching Zombieland as I write this (great fucking movie) and now I want a Twinkie. Damn you, Tallahassee! Lol :)