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"Just try to stay calm John." Hunter tried to yell over the noise of the people around the ring & still in the stand. There were fans that had not left when they noticed something was going in. He moved to where John could see him. "I know you're scared John, just relax & let them work. Don't try to move, you may just make what ever is wrong worse."

"O-Ok…" John almost whispered the fear clearly evident in his eyes. The medics worked as fast as they could while still being careful. John couldn't help the tears running from his eye. He tried to stop the wild fears that wanted to fill his head. He just closed his eyes.
"John…John…" One of the medic called him in a slight panic worried he was blacking out again.
"St-still here…just disoriented."
"OK John just make sure you talk to us or the EMT in the ambulance with you."
"OK…OK…" They carefully placed John on a backboard & strapped him down to prevent any movement to the neck or back. He could hear as they moved him on to the stretcher the wheel rattling against the steel.

Randy once he got at least some of his thoughts in order moved to get dressed. A shower was one of the last things on his mind right now.
"Randy calm down." Cody tried to tell him.
"How the fuck am I suppose to calm down?" Randy snapped at Cody even if he didn't mean to.
"You don't even know anything happened." Cody tried to assure Randy & ignoring Randy's actions right now.
Randy let go of his bag he was closing up. He turned towards Cody trying not to lose his temper. "Trust me I know…Something went wrong out there. I don't know exactly what. I just know what ever it is my best friend is hurt. So don't tell me to calm the fuck down!" He turned to finish pacing his bag determined to get out of there as fast as he could as soon as he knew how John was. He prayed it was maybe just a small concussion…you know something he could spend the night nursing John over.

Something told him it was more…the way John dropped he had lost conscious. Randy felt a moment in their connection where there was nothing…he was scared that some how he may have killed him. Randy knew he couldn't dwell on that thought…but that was another reason he had not left yet. If he needed to talk to police or someone about it. He took his bags setting them by the door of the Legacy locker room.

"I'll be back for these in a few minutes." Randy informed Ted & Cody before he left the room tracking down the trainers room. He hoped John was ok & just getting checked out. As he passed one corner he had to stop as he almost fell to his knees. A brief feeling of dread filled his whole body. He knew the feeling had to be John. He rushed off to find the source but it soon faded.

He leaned against a wall trying to focus when a hand landed on his shoulder. "They are taking him to Mercy." Hunter's voice told Randy. Randy lifted his head looking at him. Hunter face showed his worry despite his attempt to hide it.
"I am sure I am the last he wants to see."
"I doubt he blames you…something went wrong. It is a risk we all take in this business. He is just scared."
"What do they know?"

Hunter gulped before licking his lips. "I have no eas…"
"SCREW EASY!" Randy pulled from Hunters touch. "What the hell is wrong with John! What the fuck did I do to him!" Randy's hands clenching in tight first as he was slowly seething.
"Randy take a breath…He is awake ok…" Randy closed his eyes. Running a hand over his mouth & jaw.
"Hunter spill."
"He couldn't move."
"What?" Randy opened his eyes looking at Hunter.
"He…He couldn't move. They are taking him to Mercy to run tests."

"FUCK…I…I got to go…"
Randy headed back towards the locker room. He opened the door grabbed his bags & left fast than Ted or Cody could even see him to ask what happened. He got out to the rental throwing his bags in the back, that is when he stopped. John's things…He turned heading back inside. He wasn't sure if it was his mind playing tricks but he could swear everyone he passed by either looked at him with pity or outrage.

Entering the locker room he tried to ignore who ever was left at that point as he tracked John's area down & started to gather all his items. He froze when his hand brushed against something on the top of the cubical, John's phone. He almost felt like his heart wanted to stop right there. Marcus…did he already know? If he did, did he blame him? If he doesn't know what was he going to tell him?

Randy just finished gathering everything of John's before moving back to the car. He waited till he was inside before pulling out his own phone. He could feel & see himself shaking as he looked for Taker's number. He kept taking deep breath calming himself. Now alone, no one around Randy could feel the tears wanting to fill his eyes.

He had no time to break down yet. He had to talk to Marcus…he had to get to the hospital…he had to know how John was. Dialing Taker's number he leaned his head back pressing it against the headrest.
"Ta-Taker…" Randy's voice cracking more hearing his voice, asking him what was wrong. "Ma-Marcus, so-something happened on the show, I-I-" Sobs began to want to choke his breath, guilt gripping a hold of his heart. He took a deep breath when Marcus shifted to Master mode referring to Randy as boy ordering him to spit it out. It had been a few months since that side of the relationship came out.

It was what Randy needed though in that moment. Someone to tell him what needed to be done, for his master to take control from his hands. Tears still wished to run from his closed eyes but his breathing at least calmed down. "Ye-Yes Master Taker." Randy replied almost a whisper. "I accidentally injured John sir…The punt we talked of, I am still trying to figure what happened. I think, I mean I have a feeling I may of hit him a little harder than pl-planed Master. I still was not exp-expecting him to drop to the canvas like he did…not good act master…when I hit & he dro-dropped it was like a wall raised in the link Master, I couldn't feel him. My heart wanted to stop, but I knew I had to finish show. Please forgive me Master, I know it was accident, but I-I truly was worried I ki-killed him…No Master, No he alive but at hospital…I do-don't know yet, I am just now leaving the arena…I th-think so Master…As you wish master…Yes Master….Mercy Hospital…see you there Master."

Randy hung up the phone not opening his eyes. He had orders to stay where he was. The last thing Taker wished was for both of his boys to be hurt. He knew Randy was in no shape to drive. Randy had no clue how long he sat there for. He sense of time was off, even the passing seconds felt like they dragged slowly.

Randy heard the door open & his eyes slowly opened as his head turned.
"Hey kid." Hunter solemnly addressed him.
"Hunter."
"Come on."
"His things."
"Leave his & your gear I'll make sure they get back to your room. Just make sure you grab both phones & his wallet."
Randy slowly nodded as he unbuckled himself. He moved to the back of the car going into John's bag to retrieve the two items. Getting out he locked it all up handing Hunter the keys before heading to the town car. He slowly climbed in the back where Shawn was sitting.

Shawn had his arm draped over the back of the seat. "You can come over here Randy…" Shawn assured him taking the hand that was near the window & pattered near his own shoulder. Randy looked unsure but accepted the warm gesture moving against Shawn resting against him.

Shawn moved his arm to drape it over Randy rubbing his arm as Hunter slipped into the car on the other side of Randy. "OK DRIVER HOSPITAL NOW!"
"Yes sir." As the car pulled out Hunter gave Shawn a warm smile as the older man was trying to comfort Randy.
"Let it out Randy…it's just us here…We understand." Shawn tried to tell him.
"Ho-how cou-could you understand?" Randy almost shook as tears begin to fall again slowly wetting Shawn's shirt.

"We may not exactly…we know you are blaming yourself Randy." Hunter began. "But We…well no offence to Shawn…more so I understand the fear you are feeling."
"How?"
"When Shawn broke his back…the fear that your best friend could be hurt to the point they may need to give up doing what they love. Would he walk…yes we never told many people but when Shawn broke his back there was a chance of him being paralyzed, it was temporary. Just need to keep hoping that is the case here. Just hope it was some sort of shock to his system. As long as there is nothing broken, then we can hope. Randy I don't care how hard you hit him…I personally don't see how a punt could have injured him like that. Yeah the neck moved sort of violently & if done full blast it could knock him out.

Even if it was harder than planned I still know you didn't hit him full blast. You can't blame yourself. There had to be something else besides that."
"It is still a fa-factor Hunter…it may not have been the only cause…but it was the final straw…He was moving before I hit him…He. Was. Moving…." Randy slowly punctuated each word. "He may have been injured but the punt sent it over the edge."

Randy slowly moved to sit up between the two guys. Shawn reached over pulling a few tissues from next to him handing them to Randy. Randy took them wiping his eyes & dabbing his nose that was slightly running from the crying. "Sorry."
"Don't be it will dry." Shawn tried to give a warm smile. "But you see Hunter has a point he has been in your shoes…to a point so have I…ok maybe not worried about paralysis but his quad tears, you need to worry if he will walk & even being able to walk would he ever wrestle again?"

Randy just leaned forward bracing his forearms on his own knees. "I know you both mean well…it is not exactly the same…I am still a contributing party. Hunter how would you of felt if it was a botched pedigree or sledgehammer hit that had put Shawn on the shelf & threatened his ability to of lived a normal life?"

"I know what you saying Randy." Hunter tried to reassure him. "But John is going to need your support not you feeling sorry or guilty."
"Sir we are here." The driver called back.
"Thank you." Hunter opened the door & the three men got out from the car. "We may be a few hours."
"Call me when you are ready for a pick up sir."

Hunter nodded before they went in via the Emergency department. They approached the registration desk.
"May I help you?" A woman asked behind the desk.
"I hope you can. A Mr. Cena was brought in maybe an hour ago. We would like to find out his condition?"
"And you gentleman are?"
"Well I am one of his bosses. Mr. Hunter Helmsley, These are two of his colleges Mr. Michaels & Mr. Orton."

"One moment." The woman turns her chair briefly to punch some information in the computer. She then looks back at them. "It is after hours gentleman I can't help you besides to inform you they are currently running tests. You can come back at seven by the front & the person running information can help you more."
"Any way we can go up to the floor he will be on?"
"Sorry sir those are the rules."

"Thanks." Hunter tried not to narrow his eyes at the woman as the three turned leaving the building.
"Now what?" Shawn asked.
"Not much besides go back to the hotel & try to get a few hours rest then come back around seven."
"I doubt I can sleep…I'm worried what I will see when I close my eyes."
"You need your rest Randy." Hunter told him.
"I know it is just…"
"Yeah kid I understand." Hunter pulls out his phone dialing the driver. "Yeah we ready…" He hung up "Ran why don't you call Taker & if he hasn't been here already tell him not to bother for now."

Randy looked worried but nodded pulling his phone as the car pulled up. They got in as it rang. "Taker?…Yeah it's me…why you whispering?….what…ok not going to ask…I know safer that way, you know anything?…they won't let anyone in this late we are locked out till about seven…ok see you then…again I am sorry if you can somehow let him know…ok I'll try…night." Randy hung up his phone. "You two mind if I crash on your couch?"

"He got in somehow didn't he?" Hunter asked.
"Yes…he only saw John briefly before they took him for tests…he also told me to stop blaming myself."
"Good advise & yeah we will make room for you Randy."
"Thanks I still don't know how much sleep I'll get…but I really couldn't picture being by myself in a room right now."
"That's fine." Even though he won't say it out loud Hunter would not want Randy alone tonight either, sadly knowing how guilty he felt mixed with his part depression issues.

Reaching the hotel Hunter & Shawn escorted Randy to his room first to grab some clothing before moving to their suite. Each man showered before setting their alarms for about six & calling it a night. Randy laid back on the couch just staring up at the ceiling wondering how come something like this he didn't get a warning of. Something he could of changed if he had seen it.

(HELP! They are still at it...I am stalling them for a short time...they want to make things worse than I had planned...should I stick to my guns or let them take over...I may get some of my orig plan just a different way...ACK...I can't fend them off for long what do you think?)