(Hope you all had a nice week.) Rose and Jade

In the early morning hours, Kevin pulled up in front of a isolated cabin by a small body of water. He killed the engine and stretched. "Sean, grab John will you? I'm sore from work and don't feel like lugging his ass." Kevin's brother nodded and got out in the cool Canada air to get John from the back. He tossed him over his shoulder and carried him inside. Kevin glanced at his companion Chris. " Hear anything about the other guys coming? "

"Nah...I think Hunter's little threat when Baron got caught ruffled some feathers." Chris replied. "Glad you got Seth back on track."

Kevin laughed. "Yeah, he's still not really on board but he owed me some favors. Let's just say this one's for my old buddy Dolph."

"Okay. Let's get inside and place some calls...I'm starting to turn into a popsicle." Chris commented, heading for the cabin. The two men hopped out of the car and walked inside. It was a simple cabin with a small bathroom, kitchen, living area, and bedroom. Sean was working at stoking a fire in the fireplace. John sat in a chair. He tried not to show any fear but he was still in a lot of pain from his bruised throat and broken nose. Chris looked at John with almost a permanent sneer. He didn't know what aspect of this whole thing made him more sick John being gay or with Randy.

Kevin saw John's labored breathing as he helped his brother with the fire. "Chris, you can take that tape off him if you want. I doubt he'll do much screaming and if he did who would hear?" He laughed.

"Yeah, Yeah...sure." Chris commented with a disdain as he moved to pull the tape from John's mouth.

John winced but looked at Chris in shock. He thought the older man was too mature for such crazy actions. "Chris...w-why are you doing this? Risking your family...jail time?"

"Don't you mind my reasons." Chris told him simply. He headed over towards Kevin. "We should have kept him gagged."

Kevin shrugged and pulled out a scarf, handing it to Chris. "Be my guest. You're right...He is annoying."

"Fuck...should have left the tape on." Chris commented, looking the scarf over. "Well, at least it isn't one of the good ones I gave you." He moved back over towards John as he tied a knot in it. "So, you going to open or do I need to hurt that nose again...then you'll have a real hard time breathing."

"No...please...still hurts." John's throat felt so sore and dry as he opened his mouth. His head was throbbing from the pain in his nose. Whatever the hospital had given him was wearing off now. Chris moved to secure the scarf around John's head, pulling the knot in his mouth.

"Did one of you grab his phone?" Chris asked. "I kept hearing it on the ride."

"Shit. No, must be in his pocket." Kevin commented. " Not like he can answer tied...can anyone track it? "

"I don't know as long as we don't answer it...but we need to get the psycho's number from it anyway." Chris told him. "Hey, help me stand him up."

Kevin left his brother and walked over. He grabbed one side of John and together they stood him up. He laughed at the deep bruises on John's neck. "Baron got some good licks in at least."

"Yeah, but if the hot head waited we could have gotten them both." Chris told Kevin as he searched John's pockets, finding the phone. "Got it."

"True...true." Kevin agreed. " I would have loved to get my hands on that cocky prick. " He pushed John back in the chair.

Chris went to open the phone. "Damn, lean him forward. It's locked."

Kevin leaned John forward. "So...I know we've been talking about doing this awhile...any ideas for the prick?"

Chris wiggled for John's thumb, pressing it to the phone. "There we go." He stood back up. He started searching for his contact list, finding one that said Daddy. He made a face as he later saw one that said Johnny Fab. Scrolling back to Daddy he brought up the contact.
"How bout...out in cold." Sean suggested in slightly broken English.

Kevin gave a nod. "Not a bad idea...my brothers played a prank on me once. Tossed me out in my boxers...I never forgave them." He laughed. John gave an angry glare as he saw Chris looking over his private pictures. There were a few of him in sexy leather for their club outings.

"Damn he's a fucking freak." Chris commented. "Sleeping with a womanizer and an abuser is bad enough." He went to write down Randy's number. "Can't remove the battery from these...guess it's best we destroy it."

John gave a grunt of protest as Kevin put the phone on the ground and smashed it with his foot. "What you mean freak?"

"He had on tight leather pants, some sort of mesh top….I know someone may say he was trying a new ring look...but he also had on a thick leather collar on...one he had a leash on too." Chris commented with a sneer as he moved for the phone they had. "Okay. Move out of the way so we can send his Daddy his first gift."

"Daddy?" Kevin raised a brow.

"Yeah, it was how Randy was listed on his phone." Chris told him. Kevin rolled his eyes and moved out of the way. John wanted to lower his eyes. He hated feeling at their mercy. Chris loaded the camera and snapped a couple photos. "That should do it. Send them now or let him stew more?"

Kevin shrugged. "Either is fine by me...what you think about the outside idea?"

"How about less than boxers?" Jericho said as he send the couple photos.

"He freeze few...piggies." Sean chuckled almost darkly.

"Damn, that's brutal." Kevin laughed. " I love it. Being from Florida he's not used to that kind of cold...not long enough to kill him though. "

Sean made tisking sound. "No...no...no kill...too soon oui?"

Kevin looked thoughtful. "Seems we have an issue...I don't want to kill him...but won't be just turn us all in?" John's eyes grew wide at the talk.

"Hmm he isn't exactly the one to keep his trap shut now is he?" Jericho mentioned.

"But he gone...no bait." Sean commented.

"Guess we'll have to decide later...Sean's right...not yet. I want to make Orton hurt." Kevin said.

"Well, we can start...save the photos for later." Chris commented.

Meanwhile, Randy was in Hunter's suite. Stephanie was trying to talk to him to try to calm him down. "Isn't Seth late? Did he find out about the video?"
"I'll call him again...maybe he fell asleep." Hunter told Randy, pulling out his phone to call Seth. He looked at the two plain clothed officers in the room. There was finally a knock as Seth showed up. He was feeling a little nervous and guilty. Hunter moved to get the door. "Hmm almost thought you had forgotten." He greeted him, trying not to tip his hand.

"No...sorry. The whole thing is upsetting." Seth admitted. A sound was heard as Randy's phone notification sounded.

Randy moved to check it. "Shit, a blocked number." He swallowed a lump he was feeling as he opened it. "It's them." Hunter went over to look, seeing the photo of John with his arms bound and the scarf tied around John's mouth. He shook his head. "Forward it to my phone so we can keep a paper trail." Randy slowly nodded. "Seth, come sit down so we can take care of this." Hunter told him, motioning to a table that an older gentleman was already sitting at with a recorder.

Seth moved to slowly sit down. He answered the questions one by one, trying not to look guilty. Seth finished giving his statement. "Repeat again what happened earlier this morning." Hunter instructed. Seth repeated the entire thing. He tried not to gulp as the whole thing made him a nervous wreck. Hunter gave a sigh and Randy started to stand until Hunter motioned him to sit.

"You cowardly weasel." Randy seethed.

"W-What?" Seth stammered.

Randy got up. "I called you a cowardly weasel." He moved closer. "You came to us telling us about a supposed plot to get us...so we would let our guard down. I fucking believed you!" Randy closed his eyes, trying to take deep breaths. "You may not like what I did...but do you hate John that much? Even after all he did you help you and so many others when you first started?" He took his phone and opened the photo, setting it in front of Seth. "Who has him?"

"I'm not mad at you...they said I owe them." Seth started to break.

"Who did you owe, Seth?" Randy scowled. "Look at that photo and tell me what did you fucking owe that it is worth John's health?!"

"Randy, take a breath and step back." Hunter told him.

Seth looked at the picture. "At least they didn't hurt him."

"At least they didn't hurt him!?" Randy started to move. "How about I not hurt you like Corbin didn't hurt John?"

"Mr. Orton, stand down." One of the officers told him. Randy shot them a look but stepped back. As he did both men stepped forward. "Mr. Rollins...please stand up and put your hands behind your back."

Seth stood on shaky legs and obeyed. "It was Owens...and Chris Jericho...I put a sedative in John's drink."

"Well, Sir...while if it pans out that is helpful...you are still being charged as an accessory to a crime." One of the officer informed Seth, showing his badge.

Seth lowered his head. "I want to speak to my lawyer."

"You use ours normally, Seth." Hunter told him. "You'll have council at the station." The officer detained Seth, reading his rights. Hunter could see Randy stewing, the anger bubbling just below the surface.

Back at Kevin's place, John actually struggled as Kevin and his brother tried to strip him. His throat and nose hurt so bad and he was terrified of being left out in the morning air. "Fuck." Kevin grunted. " I'm afraid to cut the ties to take everything off. "

"Cut the foot ties." Chris told them. "Then cut off the shirt. You have any rope?"

Kevin nodded. "Yeah...over in that bag." He pointed to a duffle bag in the corner. Kevin pulled out a pocket knife, opening the blade. He held it up to John's face. " Stay still or I'll cut that pretty boy face. " John glared at Kevin and the younger man made a cut in his cheek near his left dimple. Blood welled to the surface.

As Chris moved for the bag, there was a knock on the door. "Think someone actually showed?"

There was another knock. "Come on I see the car! It's an ice box out here!" Yelled Dolph from the other side.

"I'll get it." Sean commented, moving for the door, letting Dolph inside who looked like he was bundled like a northern explorer.

Kevin turned his attention from John to Dolph. "Dolph, my man. I didn't think you'd show." He held the knife in his hand still.

"Hey, what can I say...travel was not easy out here." He shook some snow off his boots. He looked at John. "Only half the equation?"

"Yeah, they have Randy guarded like he's gold...John was too until he decided to go on his own." Jericho laughed.

"So, we decided to have a little fun with the one we got." Kevin laughed. " We got this idea to strip him and sit him out on the lake but he's fighting us. "

"Then knock him out." Dolph replied like it should have been simple.

John's eyes grew wide moments before Kevin landed a blow to the back of his head. His eyes rolled and he slumped to the floor. "Thanks...much easier." Kevin cut the zip tie on John's ankles and began taking off his shoes, socks, and shorts.

"Well, I guess we can free his hands too then to remove the shirt." Chris replied, coming over with the long length of rope. "Figure tie one end to him and the other to a tree on the bank so he can't get away...but also let us pull him back in when he chilled out enough." He laughed at his bad joke.

Kevin laughed as he pulled off the boxers. He moved to roll John and cut the tie on his wrists before taking off the shirt. The cut on John's cheek was bleeding slightly. "Should I take off the gag?"

"Does it matter?" Dolph asked.

"Well, Corbin busted his nose good last night." Jericho pointed out.

"Oh...yeah I guess take it off." Dolph told him. "Then use it to secure his hands so he can't undo the rope.

John's nose looked swollen and still oddly shaped as Kevin took off the slightly damp gag. He tied John's wrists with the scarf. "If he starts yapping again I'm gagging him again." Kevin glared.

"That works." Dolph told him. "So, are we placing him out there before he wakes up?"

"Easier that way." Kevin nodded.

Sean moved to grab John and hoist him over his shoulder. " Careful...time or he freeze. " He warned them.

"Ten minutes should be a good start." Dolph commented.

The men headed outside and Chris tied John's hands again before securing the rope around his waist. "Is the lake frozen enough?"

"Should be...I've been on it." Kevin stated. Besides being bitterly cold it was actually a nice, clear morning. John began to shake on Sean, giving a moan as he started to wake up.

"Okay then, Big Guy set him out and we will start the clock." Dolph commented. Chris took the free end of rope, securing it to a tree. Sean carried John out and sat him around halfway on the ice. John felt disoriented as he was suddenly alone in the freezing air as Sean left. He had suddenly left the warmth of the cabin for the icy cold January air. The air felt like needles piercing his bare skin. He wanted to cry out, ask for help, but his throat was raw and mouth dry from the gag. Kevin gave a smirk as he watched the older man. "I know what that feels like except I had underwear on...it feels like you're being stabbed."

Chris handed Kevin the phone. "I'm going to start filling a warm tub already."

"Going soft, Chris?" Dolph asked even as his teeth wanted to chatter while bundled up.

"We don't want him dead." Chris shot back. "We will need to warm him back up when we bring him in."

"Speak for yourself." Dolph told him before Chris headed inside.

John felt his body shake violently. He closed his eyes, fearing he was dying. They had worried about letting him live earlier. Kevin handed his phone to Dolph. "Want a few pics to send to our resident psycho?"

"Yeah sure." Dolph took the phone, getting a few photos. "Let's head inside to warm until it's time to drag him back in." John heard the sound of their retreating footsteps. He felt a sinking feeling that he was right. They had decided to kill him and since none of them wanted to do it, they would just leave him here. He struggled to his feet with every ounce of strength he had left, He slowly tried to walk across the lake but realized when he finally made it that he was secured to a shook until he felt himself wanting to black out, collapsing to the ground.

The ten minutes past and Chris looked. "We should get him."

"Oh, relax...what are you down to the second?" Dolph asked him.

"Hey, we lose him we lose our advantage." Jericho pointed out.

Kevin glanced at Dolph. "Chris is sadly right. Unless you want him dead we'd better go. You were shaking all bundled up...imagine being naked out there."

"Fine...Fine...go get him." Dolph groaned.

"You two can handle him right? I doubt he'll give a fight if you are bringing him back in." Chris commented.

"Plus he's tied. Come on, Sean." Kevin and his brother walked out in the cold. They returned a short time later with a passed out John in tow. "He walked across the lake...found him by the tree." Kevin stated as Sean shut the door.

"Well, he is determined." Dolph commented.

"Get him in here." Chris called from the bathroom.

"Did you expect any less from Cena?" Kevin asked dryly before he carried John to the small bathroom. He saw the tub was filled with warm water. "Sit him in it?"

"Yeah and just hope it doesn't throw him into shock." Chris commented.

"So what if it does?" Dolph asked from the doorway.

Kevin gave Chris a look as he sat John down. "Yeah, what gives, Chris? A few days ago all I heard from you was all the shit you wanted to do to these two." John cried in a hoarse voice as the water felt like needles stabbing him.

"We want to bide our time don't we?" Chris asked.

"Hey, move so I can send a photo showing we didn't leave him there." Dolph told them. Chris slowly stood up, moving from the tub.

John's eyes opened as his body shook. He looked at Dolph. "Can I get a drink?" He whispered. He had not had a drink since the hotel and his throat was beyond sore. The dark bruises left from Corbin seemed to darken more in the hot water.

"I'll get a glass" Chris commented, moving to the small kitchen as Dolph snapped a couple photos.

He looked at Kevin. "I think he might flake on us."

Kevin shook his head. "Hope not...I didn't go through all this for nothing...I still want Orton." John's eyes looked panicked at the words but he didn't talk.

"Well, I do too...more than I wanted John before he threatened me." Dolph pointed out. "Any plans on how to get him though?"

"We have some others in place...maybe one of them can grab him." Kevin spoke up.

Chris came back with the glass, moving to the side of the tub. "Here, John." John's hands were tied so he leaned to drink best he could. The water felt good as it wet his throat.

"Let's stir the nest some shall we?" Dolph commented as he sent the first photos of John sitting on the frozen lake.

When John finished drinking he looked at Kevin and Dolph. "You leave Randy the fuck alone." He tried to say.

Kevin laughed. "I don't think you're in any place to give orders."

"Orton's the main one we are after." Chris commented as he stood up. "You just happened to be the first step. IF we had him first you may have never even gotten into this situation."

"Like hell...we wanted them both after the way he threatened Dolph." Kevin replied. "He is every bit as guilty as Orton...he cheated on his fiance with the douche...for all we know they were in it together to kill Nikki."

"Yeah, maybe." Chris replied.

"You flaking, Jericho?" Dolph asked.

"NO!" Chris yelled. He heard his phone in the other room. "Damn it."

"Ignore it." Dolph told him.

"What if it's important?" Chris told him.

"What if it's them?" Dolph pointed out.

"And what if it's one of our guys?" Chris retorted.

"Kev, who are they supposed to contact?" Dolph asked.

"Either Chris or I...guess it could be one of them." Kevin replied. John's heart raced. What if it was Randy or Hunter looking? He tried to sit up more.

"Well, it stopped now...guess it went to voicemail...go check it." Dolph commented.

Chris went to get his phone. "Damn, it's Rich...what does he want." Chris commented out loud before dialing. "Hey, Rich what's up?...Interview when?..two days, damn I don't know if I'm free man...I'll let you know if i can fly for it, but I really have my doubts...Just off the grid with my thoughts. Be glad you caught me at all...yeah, you know how it is with so many pots on the burner...Yeah take care, Man. See ya." Chris hung up.

John had tried to start screaming during the call but luckily for them Kevin had caught his movement and covered his mouth. "Fucker!" He snapped at John once Chris hung up and backhanded him across the face.

Chris walked back in, looking. "Sorry. Fozzy business."

"This fucker started screaming the second you started talking...he can't fucking be trusted." Kevin snapped.

"Then find something to gag him with again...hope you enjoyed that drink, John." Dolph told him with a laugh. He looked at Chris. "See where your bleeding heart almost got us?!"

"I'm done with all this. You guys enjoy." Chris moved to leave the room.

Kevin shook his head as he watched Chris go. "I guess some just don't have the balls." He told Dolph.

"You sure he won't turn us in to save his own skin?" Dolph whispered. He looked at John. "Feeling your toes again?"

John nodded. "No thanks to you."

Kevin shook his head no. "Chris...nah he's cool." Chris could be heard as his car pulled out and drove off.

"Well, I guess you can pull him out of the water." Dolph commented.

Kevin pulled John out and tried to dry him off. "Do we toss him in the bedroom or back in the main area?" He asked Dolph.

"Bedroom works I guess." Dolph commented. "Still looking forward to giving Orton a few beauty marks."

John's eyes flashed and he began to struggle, making Kevin curse. "Don't you fucking touch him." He tried to kick at Dolph.

Sean moved to help his brother handle John. "Hey, watch it...we are keeping you alive to see him again." Don't make me rethink that, John." Dolph told him.

John fought until Sean and Kevin got him to the bedroom. Kevin looked at Dolph. "There's a bag out there. Look for rope or something to tie his feet and gag him...oh, and his boxers. I'm tired of looking at his dick."

Dolph went to look for the bag, bringing it in with the boxers. "Here you go." He tossed Kevin the boxers as he looked in the bag. He found duct tape and some lengths of rope.

Kevin pulled the boxers up John's legs. "Much better." John tried to kick him again but missed. "Damn, Cena...you're asking for it."

"Use the tape on both." Dolph told Kevin. He pulled a piece, placing it over John's mouth. "You two hold his ankles and I'll wrap it around.

Kevin and Sean held the struggling John's ankles so Dolph could tape them. "I didn't think he'd have this much fight left after all that." Kevin commented.

"Let's see if he had this fight when he watches Randy." Dolph commented. "Get a hold of some of your contacts and hatch a plan."

Kevin nodded. "I'm on it. I need to get us all some food too, There's a store nearby."

"Yeah, okay...I'll chill by the fire I guess." Dolph commented, heading back to the main room. They left John in the dark bedroom. He wanted to cry, wanted to scream but there was little he could do. His whole body hurt so badly. He felt himself drifting off to sleep despite his fears. Dolph zoned on the couch listening to the fire and at times John's labored sleeping breaths. He looked over when the door opened again with Kevin and his brother returning.

"Everything still quiet?" Kevin asked as he warmed his hands by the fire. " Not as satisfying when we can't see Orton's reaction but I know it's killing him...he's obsessed with Cena. "

"Well as quiet as you can expect. Guess he passed out." Dolph replied.

"Well, I bought enough food for a few days...staples we can cook easily." Kevin said as Sean unpacked in the kitchen. " I got eggs and bacon for now...figured we could have hot soup for dinner. "

"What about, John?" Dolph asked.

"I...I will feed...him." Sean stated.

Kevin nodded. He spoke some words in French to his brother. He looked at Dolph. "I told him to feed him...then gag him again. I'm not risking him screaming if someone calls again and ruining it all. Plus, I don't feel like hearing his threats." He moved to start cooking.

"Yeah, good idea...So, any luck with the others while you were out?" Dolph wondered.

"Yeah...hopefully in the next day or so we should have Orton. We're putting something together with Nattie."

"Nattie?" Dolph sounded a little shocked. He then laughed. "Should be interesting."

"Hey, she's one of Nikki's best friends and not all like she appears." Kevin said as he cooked bacon.

"Oh, I know...she is a resourceful one." Dolph laughed.

"At least John can't say he won't eat well." Kevin laughed as he mixed up some eggs.

"So, Sean will feed him...how will we handle bathroom time?" Dolph wondered.

Kevin made a face. "Good question...I'm not wiping his ass but I can't trust him free...especially since he heard about Randy." Sean made a face before grumbling in French about he will handle it. Kevin replied back. "Guess that's Sean's duty. He's such a big help." He handed his brother a plate with three eggs, bacon, and a glass of juice. He spoke in French to tell him the food was for John.

Sean nodded, taking the food and moved to the bedroom. He used his elbow to flip the lights on. John groaned at the sudden light. His eyes opened slowly. Sean moved to set the plate on the nightstand before he moved to take the tape from John's mouth. John winced at the action as he sat up. He looked at the food then Sean. "My wrists...hurt." He said slowly, turning to show the large man. The scarf that bound his wrists had grown tight from being wet in the tub and were cutting off his circulation.

Sean moved to look and motioned John to wait. He moved back to the main room, talking to Kevin telling him the situation. "What's going on now?" Dolph asked. "He isn't giving him trouble over food is he?"

Kevin shook his head no. "The scarf we tied John's hands with got wet and it's cutting off his circulation. I told Sean to cut it and replace it with tape. This might sound stupid but if we plan on keeping John and Randy restrained we may need to buy some padded cuffs somewhere...discreet. Or just keep changing the bindings."

"Yeah...I guess." Dolph pulled out his phone, typing a text message. Sean went for the pocket knife Kevin used earlier and headed back for the bedroom.

Sean raised the knife to show John. "No tricks." He warned. John nodded. He was glad to get some relief. He thought he saw a flicker in Sean's eyes as he looked at his bare chest but figured it was his imagination. Sean moved to slice the scarf then unwrapped it, still holding the knife as he stepped back. "You can feed...yourself then." John rubbed the feeling back into his hands. He took the plate and began to eat. He watched for a second to try something but his feet were still bound and Sean was watching his every move.

"Don't mistake...kind...for dumb." Sean told him. John gave a nod. He knew to try something and fail would only bring more pain. He drank as much of the juice as he could as it soothed his throat. Sean still watched him almost intently as he waited for the slightest thing to be amiss.

John finally finished and sat the plate down. "Do you have to stare like that?" He asked.

"Oui." Sean replied before he called to the front room for Kevin to come in.

Kevin walked in, looking. "All done? At least we feed you well." John just glared at the younger man.

Sean explains he forgot to grab the tape before he cut John free but he wanted to keep eyes on him. He then moved to the tape from before. John saw Sean going for the tape. "You don't have to tie me up again." Kevin rolled his eyes. " Really, John? Trust a big guy like you? I'm not stupid. "

Sean looked at Kevin. "In front?"

Kevin shook his head no. "Behind. I don't want him to be able to take the tape off his mouth if we get a call." " You are not gagging me again. " John glared.

Sean moved for bed. "You hear him."

John shook his head, taking a fighting stance. Kevin shook his head. "Really, John? It's going to be the hard way?" He looked at Sean.

Sean grabbed the hand closest to him twisting it up behind John's back. John cried out in pain. "If you think Sean is weak you're mistaken." Kevin chuckled as he walked to grab John's other arm. " You better play nice or I'll let Sean have fun with you...He hasn't hooked up in a while. " Sean shot his brother a slight look as he taped John's wrists together.

"What? I know you like them big and John's a bottom." Kevin said, knowing John called Randy Daddy.

Sean gave faint laugh. "Other more fun." He smirked.

Kevin shrugged. "If you want that sicko Orton I don't care. Give him the old prison treatment. " John tensed at the words. "You better keep your hands off him!"

Sean moved to grabbed John's jaw in his large hand. "What...you think...you do?" John glared at the larger man but didn't reply. Sean laughed, looking at Kevin. "Tape...mouth." He held out his free hand.

Kevin ripped off a large piece and handed it to Sean. "If you like them stubborn he's about as stubborn as they come."

"Maybe later." Sean replied, putting the tape over John's mouth as he held it still. John glared at Sean, cursing behind the tape. Kevin grabbed the empty plate and cup and carried it out of the room. Sean followed after his brother and moved to sit.

Kevin looked at Dolph, who was on his phone. "He's secured...you don't have a problem if my bro has some fun with our prisoners do you? He's into guys."

Dolph looked over at the larger man a little shocked. He then gave a laugh. "Not at all. Good thing Jericho scrammed though. He would have had a bitch fit at the thought."

Kevin rolled his eyes. "I know. He's so uptight. I'm not a homophobe...Orton and Cena are just scum."

"Does he have anything we need to be concerned about?" Dolph asked which got him a look from Sean that bordered a glare.

Kevin shot Dolph a glare. "Of course not...I'm not normally into the idea of rape but Orton deserves that and more...and Cena bent over like a bitch while engaged to Nikki. I'd say they both have it coming."

Dolph held his hands up in defeat. "Hey I'm just checking...I don't want him giving them something then we get it by accident because we spill some of their blood."

"He's clean. He was tested recently." Kevin snapped.

"Okay...Okay...sheesh I didn't mean to insult him or you for making sure." Dolph told him.

Kevin nodded with a sigh. "So, what have you been doing on the phone?"

"Keeping tabs with our one contact...I figure with texts it don't matter if someone yeps. Oh, I also grabbed the burner and sent Randy the photo of John in the tub." Dolph explained.

Kevin nodded with a smile. "Orton's got to be losing his shit. He is beyond obsessed with Cena."

"Yeah...hopefully soon we will be able to see his reaction." Dolph smiled. "Word is he is heading back to his place."

"We have to get some heavy restraints before he comes. I had to fight Cena to tie him again but he could lose his hands in the tape long term. Plus, maybe two gags that can be easily removed and applied." Kevin said.

"It will be handled once Randy gets here." Dolph commented. "Let's just say some of those diva's are kinky things...plus from what you told me about the photos from John's phone Randy may even have stuff at his place." Kevin gave a nod as he washed the dishes.