Disclaimer: I do not own anything dealing with WWE or any song lyrics that is used as a muse. I also do not own the rights to any products or persons mentioned in the story as well.
Warning: There is harsh language and adult themes as well as Slash between some of the characters (mostly M/M).
Chapter Eleven
John woke to a new day. He stretched and reached, trying to wake up. He turned onto his side towards Mark's side of the bed. He could still smell the older man's scent which caused him to smile. The blond touched himself.
"What is wrong with me?" John asked himself. He sat up and looked around.
John decided to take a quick bath and head outside to look around the area for something to eat. He got his bath and dressed once again in Mark's clothes. He felt closer to the older man if he dressed in his clothes. The younger man knew that Mark had some fishing hooks and line in a crate. He knew that there was a lake or river near the cave's location because Coco was always wet when she came back.
John stared out into the early day and smiled. He walked down the mountain towards the area where Mark gathered his wood. He then continued on for fifteen minutes, following the sounds of running water. He got to the river and smiled. He went through rotten trees for grub to use as bait. Once that was done, he baited his hook and threw it in.
John held the string and took in the scenery. He felt at peace and thought about staying with Mark on the mountain. Then, the image of Mike popped into his head and he frowned. He could not do that to his friend. He had to be there for the baby, his little niece or nephew.
He placed his hand over his stomach and let a tear fall. He never really thought about having kids. He knew that he liked other men and that men could get pregnant. He never thought that he would be the one getting pregnant though. Before Hunter, John was the dominant male. He dated many guys throughout high school and part of college. Then, he met Hunter. He thought Hunter would be his mate till the day they died. He thought wrong.
John leaned back on the log he was sitting in front of. His mind drifted to Mark. Mark was different from Hunter in many, many ways. Hunter was a businessman while Mark was a working man. Hunter preferred the city while Mark was more of the woodsman. Hunter hated tattoos and Mark was decorated with them.
John sighed. Yeah, he was falling in love with the older man.
The line tugged and John held tight. He slowly reeled the line in and smiled as it got closer and closer to the shore. He gave one final tug and the fish came out of the water. John went for the fish. He lifted it up and laughed. The bass weighed about ten pounds.
"Looks like I'll be eating good today," John stated.
"Yes, we would," a voice said.
John turned to him and dropped the fish.
…
Mark kept his eyes forward. The nervous feeling had grown into outright dread.
"Mark, what's wrong?" Glenn asked.
"Nothing," the man said.
"You may have been out of my life for a few years, but you're my brother. I know you."
"It'll be fine."
"Mark!"
"Leave it!"
Glenn watched as his brother walked ahead of him.
Steve and Dave came up to him.
"What's wrong?" Steve questioned.
"Mark knows something," Glenn replied. "He's not talking."
"What do you think it is?" Dave questioned.
"Well, remember he said that John was safe?" Glenn responded as they watched Mark.
Both men nodded.
"You don't think that maybe Raven is on his way to John, do you?" Dave asked.
"I don't know, but with how Mark is acting, he might think that," Glenn replied.
Dave nodded. "If he doesn't tell us anything, how can we help?"
"He'll tell us eventually."
Mark stopped and sniffed the air. He went to his right and kept going until he stopped. Glenn, Steve, and Dave stood behind him. Their eyes took in what he saw.
…
Cody went around the house cleaning up. John was staying with him until their men came back. The younger man did not mind. He enjoyed the company.
John entered the kitchen looking for something to snack on.
"What are you doing, JoMo?" the younger man asked.
"Looking for food."
Cody nodded. "When are you due?"
"Three months. I just want her out of me." John looked into the fridge and got a yogurt. "Do you want anything?"
"No, thank you."
The older brunette nodded and closed the door.
Cody handed him a spoon.
"Thank you."
"Welcome."
The pregnant man waddled to the kitchen table. "So, who is this Mark guy? I know that he's Glenn's brother and that he was married..."
Cody gave a bittersweet smile. "Mark is a gentle giant."
"That big?"
"Like Glenn. He was married and had three boys. I loved those boys. Alex was pregnant again with a girl. It was going to be their last, but I knew Alex. He just loved children." Cody stared off into space. "There was William, Baxter, and Bailey. Bax, as I liked to call him, and Bailey were twins. William was like Mark in every way. The way he glared at you, how he walked, how he would think about things, and how he laughed. Bax was the explorer. Not afraid of anything. He would climb things and jump off of things. He pretended he was a Power Ranger. Bailey...Bailey was a smart little boy. He would take things apart and put it back together. He would invent little games to play."
Cody wiped his eyes. "I came into the picture about two years before they were taken away. I knew Alex from yoga class. I just moved here and didn't have any friends. After about the fifth class, he came up to me and just hugged me. He was so open like that. So understanding, so loving, so caring. The boys opened up to me immediately. Mark was hesitate seeing how I was new and all, but he opened up as well. A month or two went by before Glenn and I met. I was smitten with him."
John nodded.
"Then, he started to come to yoga class when he had the time off. Mark made fun of him for it, but Glenn didn't care. We started dating when Alex found out that he was pregnant with Willow."
"Her name was Willow?"
Cody nodded and laughed. "Alex and Mark were fooling around when the movie Willow was playing."
John nodded. "That's kind of funny."
"Yeah...it was really hard on all of us when they were murdered. Mark took it the worst. He was able to get Raven and Mankind. He tracked Abyss to the mountains and been up there ever since."
"That's so sad," John said. "Do you think Mark will come back when he gets Abyss?"
"I don't know. He loved Alex so much. Alex was his life. Every time he left for an undercover mission or just going on duty, Alex was always on his mind."
John nodded as he rubbed his stomach. "I hope he comes back. I would like to meet him."
Cody smiled and looked out the window.
…
Dwayne ran as fast as he could through the forest. He knew that he had to get back to civilization as quickly as possible. He wanted to tell Mike and Randy that John was okay. He wanted to let Evan know that they had help on the case. He also wanted to let Daniel know that he was okay. He ran most of Wednesday and today. He only rested for a few hours. He needed to get back.
Dwayne looked around his area and smiled. He knew that he'll get to his patrol car in less than six hours.
...
Mike shifted around in the bed.
Randy watched his young husband. "You okay, baby?"
"Trying to get comfortable. The twins are just fluttering about in there."
"What do you mean?"
"Like they're moving or something. I don't know."
Randy straightened up. "Should we go to the hospital?"
Mike shook his head. "What's wrong babies?"
Randy went to the blond and held him. "I think we should go."
"Baby, I'm okay."
The older man stared at his husband.
"They're just...I don't know."
Randy rubbed his stomach and Mike smiled.
"Okay now?" the older man asked.
Mike slowly nodded. "They seemed to be settling down."
"Good."
The blond shifted. "I hope John's okay."
"He will be, honey."
Mike smiled. He caressed his husband's cheek. "Remember when we met?"
Randy smiled. "Yeah. It was at that bar in California."
Mike nodded. "You took advantage of me."
"I did not."
Mike quirked his eyebrow.
"Okay...maybe I did. You were just so cute in that blue Polo shirt and white shorts. I wanted to run my fingers through that shaggy blond hair of yours."
The younger man smiled.
"I loved your hair. When you shaved it, I got pissed off, remember?"
Mike scrunched up his face. "You didn't talk to me until my hair grew back, you ass. Then, you went and cut your hair."
"Yeah. And?"
"Hypocrite." Mike folded his arms over his chest. "You looked really cute with your hair longer."
"Whatever." Randy kissed Mike's stomach. "Hungry?"
"A little, but I want you to continue rubbing my stomach for a little longer."
Randy smiled and did so.
