Glen got to the room and started throwing things into his bag. Mark walked in, leaned on the archway with arms crossed over his chest blocking the entrance and glared at Glen.

"Want to tell me what happened last night?" Mark asked as he watched Glen get ready to leave. He knew being angry with Glen wouldn't give him any answers; Glen would just clam up and walk away.

Glen sighed as he put his bag on the bed, zipped and lifted on his shoulder turning around to look at Mark. "Nope, I don't," he said as he stared at Mark.

"Tough. Sit your ass down and talk because you're not leaving until you do."

"Well that's just great, Mark. I can wait till tomorrow to leave. You can't, you're driving the other three to Raw today," Glen answered sarcastically.

"You know as well as I that Shawn or Hunter will drive if I don't, so that's not even an issue. Since I know that right now you won't talk, I'll tell you what I think is going on and then you tell me if I'm wrong," Mark said knowing that this was the only way Glen would talk.

Knowing that there was no way he was getting out of the room without a physical altercation; Glen huffed out a "fine" and sat on the bed waiting for Mark to start talking.

Meanwhile in the kitchen the other four were silently finishing their breakfast. No one said a word after Glen stormed out of the room.

Randy looked discreetly from under his lashes at the others sitting at the table. He could hear their thoughts, and knew their worry and anger. Even if he didn't read their thoughts, he could tell what they were thinking by the looks they sent him. John and Hunter were sending looks of worry and anger, while Shawn just looked worried.

He sighed and got up from the table to put his plate in the sink. He turned around and saw three pairs of eyes watching him. Looking at Hunter, he said, "I'm going to take my things out to your car, I'll be waiting for you outside." He started walking out of the kitchen, but stopped at the archway, and not turning to them he said, "I can hear your thoughts. What happened last night is between Glen and I and no, John, I don't want to talk about it." And with that he grabbed his things and walked to Hunter's car.

"OK, Glen. I've known you for seventeen years and usually I'm glad to call you brother, but what happened last night and your attitude this morning, I'm not sure I want to anymore," Mark said disappointed as he watched Glen stare at him with no emotion.

"Look," Mark continued, "you think too much and you have to control that temper. These last two days, I've watched the both of you and I thought you liked each other. For you to have hurt Randy, I know something happened between you two. Later, you tried to kick him out and he almost called your bluff getting you mad. You have to stop doing that let someone in and stop thinking about your past. You also woke John and upset him. He felt both of your emotions."

Glen, who had bowed his head feeling ashamed at Mark's speech, snapped his head up in surprise at the last statement. "How could he have?" Glen asked, "I know he's empathic, but we were in the other room."

"It's because he's so close to Randy, either that or he's getting stronger. He felt both of your emotions through Randy. Now, just tell me what happened."

Glen gave a small sigh and said, "Fine, I'll tell you." He started explaining everything that happened the night before and when he got to the part that he stopped Randy from leaving at first, Mark interrupted him.

"Wait a minute. He saw you after you had a nightmare? I thought you weren't having them anymore. When did they start again?" Mark asked worriedly.

"I started having them a couple of weeks ago. I don't know what triggered them, but one night they just started back up again," Glen explained, "and I've also been thinking of her."

"Stop blaming yourself for what happened when you were a kid. You went to bed depressed and beaten that night. It was the first time that power showed itself, you didn't know then that your emotions triggered it. It wasn't your fault, so control yourself. As far as the other thing goes, that was five years ago. There was absolutely nothing you could do about that. She was sick and her body was weak. She couldn't handle it and her body shut down, but you got something beautiful out of it," Mark said.

Glen eye widened and looked nervously at the bedroom door. Mark following his gaze said, "Don't worry they are downstairs. Nobody knows about her except me. Now finish telling me the rest."

Glen finished telling him the rest of what happened. When he stopped talking Mark was quiet for a minute and then, "You told him that you got what you wanted?! Why? I thought you liked him. You know that boy hasn't had the best relationships and you made him feel worse. Then, just because he saw you vulnerable you hurt him emotionally and physically. He didn't deserve you treating him like that just because you couldn't open up or control your temper. You better make this right, Glen; if you don't you'll lose more than just him. Stop being scared of letting someone in. If you like him like I think you do, talk to him and be happy for once in your life."

Glen sighed, he knew Mark was right. He would try to talk to Randy and if he wouldn't listen, Glen had only himself to blame.

"Ok, I don't know when, but I'll talk to him. I'll tell him everything," Glen said.

"Good, now let's get going. They are probably wondering what's keeping us," Mark said.

Glen nodded, grabbing his bag they walked downstairs to where the others waited for them.

John sat there for a second after Randy walked out the door. When he heard the door close he got up and went to talk to Randy. He walked out the front door and saw Randy standing by Hunter's car.

When Randy heard the front door open and close he looked toward it, he saw John walking to him and frowned. When John got to him, Randy said agitated, "I don't want to talk about it John. Just let it go, I already have." He looked over John's shoulder and saw Hunter coming out of the house. "I have to go now; I'll talk to see you later."

John was going to argue but Hunter had made it to the car and both got into the car. John shook his head worriedly and watched them drive away. He turned back to the house and walked right into Glen. He looked up and growled, "What do you want?"

"I was supposed to drive Randy to the arena," he said.

"Well he decided to get a car and drive himself, so you're not needed," John said angrily.

Glen just nodded and walked to his car. Feeling rejected he threw his backs in his car and started driving to the arena.

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