I'll Return to You

By: Yhu

Ratings: Anywhere from Pg-13 to R.

This Chapter: PG-13

Warnings: Slash, sex and some angst. Not a whole lot though, I get annoyed with too much.

Pairing: Jericho/Randy

Disclaimer: Don't own them

Genre: Adventure/Fantasy/Romance

A/N: I hope you all enjoy this one, I do it for you :)

Chapter 2- Coma

"Mommy said to wait for me!!! Jaka!! Wait!!!"

Randy turned at the sounds of feet stomping through the field watching as two children came racing from toward the mountains. One was a girl, lagging behind the boy. She looked pretty upset, as would any sibling would being left behind.

"JAAAAAKAAAA!!!"

The boy, having dark hair and apparently named Jaka, rushed past him holding a little basket of berries. Randy watched him run past, and for the briefest of seconds felt reminded of himself at that age. The girl stopped just in front of him, tears running down her round face. "Jaka... Jaka.... You're so mean!!!" She sobbed balling her fists up as she fell to the ground in a heap.

"Hey, hey... Don't cry..." Randy said kneeling down beside her. He offered her a hankerchief from the pocket of his tux.

She sniffled, looking up to him with large purple eyes. She took it and whiped her eyes. Randy noticed that there was something off about this girl, never having seen a child nor an adult with such a strange eye color. "Thanks mister... Who are you?"

"My name is Randy, what's your name?"

"Lellia... How come you're dressed so funny?" She asked pointing to Randy's tuxedo.

Randy then noticed that the little girl was wearing distinctly medival clothing. He did look a little out of place. "Well, I'm from a place far away..."

"Oh... Are you here on vacation with your wife?"

He almost laughed at that, wishing it was as simple as that. "No, I just... Woke up here. And I don't have a wife yet..."

Lellia smiled and got up. She took Randy's hand, and tugged on it. "Come with me, Mister Randy!" She said pulling him in the direction of of where her brother ran off in. Randy obliged, letting himself be pulled. Like he had a choice in the manner of where he was going. Maybe there'd be an adult who could answer his questions a little better.

~

The child brought him to a small cabin at the boundry of the forest, at the start of the field of flowers. It was quaint, something right out of one of his favorite picture books when he was a child.

"This is where me and Jaka and mommy live! Come meet my mommy, Mister Randy!"

Randy smiled at her, being reminded of his niece a little. "Okay. Where is she?"

Lellia pulled Randy inside, where her brother, Jaka, was waiting. Inside was decorated with dried and fresh flowers which Randy guessed Lellia must have picked. There was a stone fireplace, a ladder that led up to a loft, and a small table with three chairs.

Jaka, whom was eating the berries he had in his basket by the fireplace, looked up at Randy with wide eyes. "Wow! You're big mister!"

"Thanks." Randy smiled but then frowned a little. "You shouldn't leave your sister behind like that... You have to be nice to her."

Jaka looked sheepish. "But she's so slow..."

"I am not slow!!" Lellia shouted at her brother. "Mom!!!! Jaka's being mean again!!"

"That's why." Randy whispered to him.

"Children, please stop your fighting!" Came a female voice from up above. A young woman in a pale blue dress and wearing an apron came from the ladder. She was beautiful, her hair tied up into buns, her lips soft, and naturally pink. "Oh my children! Who is this?"

Lellia brightened and took Randy's hand again. "This is Mister Randy, mommy. He woke up in the flowers and he doesn't have wife!"

She blushed slightly and laughed. "Lellia, please... Why don't you two go outside and get fresh water from the stream for our guest?"

They nodded, running out of the cabin.

The woman sat down at the table, making a motion for Randy to do so. "My name is Durriana... It is nice to meet you, Randy."

Randy sat down in front of her looking at her face. She seemed very familar, as if he reconized her from somewhere... Something seemed so off. That's when he noticed her ears. They were pointed, like that of an elf. come to think of it, both children had them. He was meeting elves! He instantly thought of Chris who adored fantasy. His dark eyes became slightly misty, his heart feeling pained. "You too, mam'm." Randy managed to say polietly.

"What brings you here?" She asked catching the far off glance in his eyes. "You do not look like you are from around here. Are you from over the mountains?"

"Huh? Oh... No, I'm from far away but not over the mountains." At least he didn't think that a world such as this one could be in back of non-existant mountains by New York City. "It's complicated..."

"Oh... I see." Durriana smiled gently at him. "Are you a prince there? Your clothes are so fine, so strange and unique, you must be some one very important in your lands..."

Randy shook his head. "No, I'm not. Just your average guy I guess."

She reached over and laid a hand on top of his. "...My daughter seems it fit to try to set me up with you. Forgive her. Ever since my husband died in the wars to the east, she has been bringing home men of all sorts to fill the empty space that has entered this home. But judging by the look in your eyes just seconds ago... You have someone don't you?"

"Yes, I do. Someone I love every much in fact." Randy paused to rifle around in his pocket, bringing out his wallet.

Jaka and Lellia rushed in, Lellia holding a bucket of water.

"I brought you water, Mister Randy!" She said cutely holding up the bucket. "It's nice and cold, and I even made sure that no fishies got in it either!"

"He doesn't want your dumb ole water! I brought you a lizard, Mister Randy!" Jaka beamed proudly placing the squirming creature on Randy's knee. "See, tough guys like us like lizards. Right Mister Randy?"

"Yeah, you bet!" He said ruffling Jaka's hair and placing the lizard on his shoulder. He took the bucket, taking a sip of the water. "And we also need water too."

Both of them smiled broadly at him, Lellia climbing up on his lap followed by Jaka.

"Children, get off of him!" Durriana was horrified. She had raised her children to be more poliete to strangers than to go clambering onto them the second they sat down.

"No, it's okay. I have nieces and nephews back home who are their ages."

Lellia looked to Randy's wallet and pointed to it. "What's that Mister Randy?"

"It's my wallet." He explained bringing out a small picture of Chris. It was the first picture of him that he took, when they were last up north. Chris was standing next to a horse, his blonde hair all loose and around his body. He wore a baggy turtle neck and riding pants. He looked slightly out of breath, his cheeks a pale pink. That was a fun day, he remembered. Chris took his breath away as he watched him ride on that horse. Then again, every time he was even around the blonde he felt as if he were the luckiest man on the face of the planet. "I keep pictures of my loved ones in it... Like this one. This is my lover, Chris."

She took the picture stareing at Chris. Lellia's face paled a little as she jumped off Randy's lap to run to Durriana. "Mommy, mommy! It's him! It's the elf we saw in your looking glass!"

Durriana took the photograph, anaylising it for a few seconds. "Oh my..." She ran toward the ladder, climbing up into the loft.

Randy looked at Jaka confused. The boy only shurgged as if he had absoluetely no idea what was going on either.

Moments later, Durriana returned holding a small hand sized mirror. It was golden, with an odd design intricately carved into the back to look like an eye. "Jaka, Lellia... Please go up to the loft and ready yourselves to bed... Randy and I must talk."

"But I'm an adult mom!" Jaka protested jumping off Randy and puffing out his chest. "Lellia's a kid. She can go to bed."

"Jaka please." Durriana begged ushering Lellia up the ladder. "This is not for children's ears."

Jaka pouted and walked up after his sister, but the two didn't go to bed. They hung by wall listening in on the soft voices from down below.

"I know you were from a far away land, Randy. If you weren't from the lands beyond the mountains then you must be from the ones shown in the viewing glass." She murmured staring into the mirror. "This mirror was in my family for centuries. It has allowed us sight of new lands and shows us the true forms of those who live there. I've been watching this one elf whom came into view just the other day. Come look."

Randy, now curious, walked over to her. He stood behind her, looking down to the mirror. There was Chris, his eyes puffy and red, tears streaming down his face. But there was something different about him... There was a greenish sort of glow wrapped around his body, and the points of his ears were sticking out from his blonde hair. He squinted to make sure he wasn't seeing things. "That's my lover, my Chris... But something's wrong. He's not an elf, he's a human like me..."

Durriana frowned and looked over her shoulder at him. "This mirror is magical Randy. As I said before, it lets the viewer see new lands-- and what the people that inhabit then really are like deep inside. Just incase one of us may happen to want to go to these new places..."

"So Chris.. Is an elf inside..."

She nodded pointing back to the mirror for him to watch. Chris gripped onto a hand of a person laying in bed.

As the picture in the mirror broadened a little, Randy's eyes widdened at the sight. He wasn't sure of what was going on now. And he sure as all hell wished he could hear what was being said.

~

"He's not dead?"

"No Chris, he's not." The doctor explained forcing the blonde man to sit down again. "He's just in a coma."

Chris breathed a long sigh of relief. "So when is he going to wake up?"

The doctor took a deep breath goling over the notes on his clip board one more time. "Well here's the thing, Chris. Comas are very unpredictable. But chances of survival decrease every day after six months... And with the injuries he's suffered..."

"Well that's not going to happen doctor! Randy'll wake up before then! Way before then! I bet it will only take him one month!" Chris said squeezing Randy's hand.

"You keep your hope Chris. I'm sure he will."

~

'I'm in a hospital bed... I guess when I got shot part of me must have been knocked into this place... I've got to get out of here and back out there!'

"We were worried about this elf when we saw him the other day." Durriana began handing the mirror to Randy. "The aura around his body-"

"That's the green thing right?" Randy asked trying to make sense of all this.

"Yes, that's his aura... Is weakening tremendously."

Worry started to over come his form forcing him to sit down. "What's that mean?!"

"Randy, we elves will die in extreme sadness, misery, and pain. Which your lover seems to be suffering from. When his aura goes down all the way-- he will die."

His eyes widdened all the way as he looked up at Durriana, then back to Chris in the mirror. Chris could die... From what happened to him... He had to get back to his body. He couldn't let him all up and die. There was no way... He'd find a way out, propose, and save him. That's what he had to do. "I've got to go." Randy said placing the mirror back on the table. "I'm not going to watch him die through a mirror."

"No Randy! You cannot go! For the next three days travel will be very dangerous in this area... It is the time of all shadow, when marauders, theives, and other undesirable people are out in the area... You do not want to travel out there all by yourself. Wait a few days... Stay here with us until the time has passed."

Randy may be head strong, but he wasn't stupid. He could wait three days, figuring it was the smart thing to do. It would do him and Chris no good if he got killed by a theif-- especially since he had no weapon to protect himself either. "Alright I'll stay..."

The children upstairs silently cheered but then scuttled over to the one bed when they heard their mother's voice growing steadily closer.

"You may have the bed if you like..." She said as she came up to the loft.

"No, that's okay. I'll sleep down here."

"Very well, good night Randy." She called tossing him a quilt from up above.

He caught it, laying it down on the floor. He grabbed the mirror, watching his beloved through the mirror again as Randy laid down. Hunter, his best friend was now in the room. 'Must be there to see if I'm okay... And look after Chris. What a pal.' He thought but then frowned remembering Durriana's words.

'It has allowed us sight of new lands and shows us the true forms of those who live there.'

Hunter was not an elf like Chis, that Randy had automatically assumed he would be. Instead... His aura was pitch black, which matched the whites of his eyes, now completely black as well. 'That can't be right. Hunter's a good man! He's always been there for me and Chris... He took me in when I first started! God, what the hell is going on here?'

Hunter walked over to Chris, pulling him up into a hug that lasted a little too long in Randy's eyes. He was saying something to Chris, something he couldn't read... And then tilted Chris's chin up to look into his eyes. Chris broke away from him, pointing to Randy's body and yelling.

~

"What the hell is your problem, Hunter?! How dare you say something like that, man! Randy is your friend! He's going to wake up damn it!"

Hunter smirked a little, not removing the one hand he had on the small of Chris's back. "Sure, I have no doubt in my mind that he'll pull through. But I'm just saying... In the off chance that he doesn't... You can always spend a little time crying on my shoulder."

Chris backed away from Hunter, eyeing him with distrust. "That won't happen. My baby's coming back." He said firmly narrowing his eyes at him. "Maybe you should go."

"Well, I do have other things to do... But I will be back to see how you and Randy are doing later. Don't spend too much time in this hospital room, Chris. All the sickness will wear down your pretty face."

Chris watched Hunter leave before sitiing back down again at his chair beside the bed. He laid his head down by Randy's side, closing his eyes. He hadn't been feeling well at all since the attack after the wedding. It wasn't sickness... But it felt as if something was ebbing away at his very being, slowly erasing parts of soul.

~

Randy watched Chris's aura flicker a little, his heart dropping down into the pit of his stomach. Three days was way too long of a wait...