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"Are you safe away from me?" Randy responded in kind. "I was able to get your mind off of him & he backed off for now." Randy moved to the fridge to grab some of the tea for them. "Getting your mind off from him maybe caused him to loose hold of the control he thought he had."
"I don't know, Ran, but I love you. I want you to be safe and happy...free of that monster." John gave a sigh. "I couldn't live with myself if I ever hurt you like he did."
"Who says I will be free? He haunts my dreams, who says he will stop if you leave." Randy went to grab some plates.

John shook his head. "Dreams yes. But you saw how he was able to touch me. Hell, my shorts were moving on their own. Does he have the power to possess me? To force me against my will to do what he wants?" The more John thought about it the worse he felt. "Damn this is insane."
Randy lowered his head after putting the plates down, resting his hands on the table. "I don't know...I am not trying to make light of what he is doing to you John." He took a big swallow. "I am just saying that even if you leave me...who is to say I will be free?"

John walked over to pat Randy on the shoulder. "You're right, Babe. I'm sorry if I sound paranoid. Let's try to forget about it and have a nice day." Randy nodded moving to sit in a chair his head still lowered. He hasn't had much of an appetite & the morning events didn't help him any.
John's heart broke as he watched Randy. "I'm sorry, Baby. I didn't mean to upset you more." He spoke lowly. "I tried to save you from him. I'm still trying to free us both." He hated that Randy always looked so lost and broken.

"It's not you...It's my life he wants to control." Randy almost mumbled still looking down. "We are just pawns to him."
John walked to Randy's side and bent to touch the collar gracing his neck. "Well, regardless of what he may say you belong to me now, Baby. We belong to each other and I'm going to fight for you. Hunter must have forgotten what a stubborn SOB I can be but he is about to be reminded."

Randy nodded, his body wanting to shake. He would say be careful, but how are you careful with something like this? John felt Randy shaking and got down on one knee to hug him. He pulled the younger man close, almost shielding him with his large frame. A part of him found the whole thing surreal remembering the Randy that had been so rough and dominant in the past. Randy leaned against John a moment before he tried to move away again. "Pl-please eat Sir...before the food gets cold on you."
"Yeah, we need to eat." John stood and moved to get the food together and shut the oven off. He dished up two plates, making Randy's portions a little smaller. "Try to eat most of this if you can, Ran." He said, handing Randy his plate. Randy nodded knowing John was just trying to look out for his wellbeing. Picking up his fork he began taking a few timid bites.

"Don't you have an appetite at all, Baby?" John asked as he poured them both tea. He knew quite a lot about nutrition and was worried. "You seemed hungry in the cabin even if you ate slow."
"Not much Sir. I-I am trying."
"Just do your best, Ran. That's all I ask. Were you eating regular before Hunter abducted you?" John asked as he sat, trying to get an idea of how long Randy's body had been in starvation mode. "I'm not being nosey, Babe. You know with my whole Change Time program I know about nutrition. I want to help you get strong again."

"Ho-damn I would think so...wouldn't you?" Randy asked with a questioning tone.
"I guess so." John took a sip of his tea. "So you went from regular meals to eating what I saw, like two sandwiches a day? He fed you that way the entire three months."
"I...um...pr-pretty much."
John thought while he ate a few minutes. "A grown man eating those size of portions for that long...your stomach has really shrank, Man. It's going to take awhile to adjust back to where you were. You should try to eat a variety of foods to regain the nutrients your body needs. A good multivitamin or nutrition shake wouldn't hurt."

Randy could only nod as he continued to eat small bites of the food. "I'll help you pick out some good shakes today, Ran. Try to drink at least one a day and you can pick out whatever foods look the most appealing. I remember you enjoyed the melon." John knew he sounded like an instructor but he wanted to help.
"OK Sir, th-thank you."
John nodded. The two ate in silence until John finished his plate. "That was good." He commented, standing up and taking his plate to the sink to rinse it. Randy finished a few moments after John & went to put any food away. "Ran, any clue what vehicles you own or where the keys are?" John asked. He sighed when he noticed Randy's plate was still half full. "I saw your garage when we came in."

"No..." He lowered his head, he knew it wasn't his fault but it still tore at him that he hardly seemed to remember anything.
"It's fine, Ran. We'll check it out." John said as he took Randy's plate. "You finished with this, Ran?"
"Yes Sir, thank you."
John scraped the food into the garbage disposal then rinsed the plate for the dishwasher. "Ready when you are, Babe."

"OK Sir, my shoes are still upstairs. maybe we can looks for keys up there?"
"Sure." John turned to head upstairs to look. He opened the drawer where he had found the lube the night before and chuckled.
Randy had followed after John & went to get his shoes when he heard John's chuckle. "What is it?"
"Guess I found where you keep your valuables." John answered, holding up a ring of keys. "Your keys, the lube, condoms, and a couple of Playboys. Sounds like a good time."

"Valuables? Well besides the keys...really?" Randy quirked an eye brow looking at him as he tied his shoes.
"C'mon what's more valuable than lube?" John teased as he carried the keys over.
If it was possible once again John made Randy blush. "I guess." He said before coughing & standing up. "I'm ready Sir."
John nodded and they both headed down. He had to get used to this new, blushing Randy. It seemed strange at times. "I need to grab my shoes." He announced heading for the front door.

Randy headed in the direction he thought the garage would be. Unlocking the door he began to look around. 2 cars & a few motorcycles filled the space. John met him after putting on his shoes. He looked around the garage. "Guess you're a bike guy." He commented.
"Something about the freeing feeling when you're on one." Randy said almost matter of factly. More sure then he had sounded about anything recently.
John liked the way Randy talked about his bikes. He sounded confident. "Maybe you can show me sometime." He busted out laughing at a mental picture. "I can see it now. You riding one of these babies with me sitting behind you, my arms around your waist."

Randy actually gave a faint laugh cracking a smile. "Yeah that would be pretty funny...might be a tight squeeze, but why not?" He chuckled again. "You do know what they call the back seat right?"
"No. What?" John asked, still chuckling at the thought.
Randy gave a faint cough again. "The bitch seat."
John busted out laughing thinking he would gladly be Randy's bitch if asked. "I'd still sit on it." He walked over to a silver colored Bentley. "Nice car."

"OK Sir. You can drive, I think it has a GPS in it." Randy told him walking over.
"You sure, Ran?" John looked at him. "It's your car, Man."
"I'm sure Sir." John climbed into the front seat after Randy used the key to unlock the car. He started the engine and waited on Randy. Randy got into the passenger seat buckling in. "OK Sir...I have no preference of place."
John looked up grocery stores on the GPS and found one only a few miles from the house. "Okay, let's roll." John rested his free hand over Randy's as he pulled out and headed for the store. Randy tried to remain calm as they drove. He handled a train, also an airport. He should be able to handle some food shopping.