A/N: Glad everybody is enjoying the story. To all my new reviewers, if there are any, I don't know because I can't get online, welcome to the family. Now for everyone, I can't answer the question of whether or not Ray is going to die. You'll just have to read on and see what happens. And as always it is you guys that truly rock! The songs for this chapter is Daddy by Korn and an excerpt of Waste by Staind. The lyrics of Daddy have been altered slightly to fit Ray's gender.

"Shane I need to talk to you." John said quietly.

"Sure let me go talk to Mark about it,"

John nodded.

"Mark, could you go sit with Ray? John and I are going to go get some coffee."

"Sure." Mark stifled a yawn.

"You want anything?"

"No, I'll go after you two."

Shane smiled down at Ray, "Be back in a few beautiful."

John cringed at that nickname. It wasn't that his girlfriend wasn't beautiful, that wasn't it at all. But everyone saw how her eyes lit up every time Shane called her that.

The two men walked down to the hospital cafeteria together grabbed some coffee and sat by a nearby table.

"What's up John?" Shane asked.

"Tell me something Shane, just how in love with Ray are you?"

At that point Shane wanted to throw his steaming hot coffee on him. How could he be talking about something like this at a time like this?

"What the hell are you talking about?" Shane asked.

"I know you love her Shane but I'm also not blind, I know you're in love with her."

"John I'm going to tell you this once and then I'm going to put an end to this inane conversation. Ray and I are friends, in fact she's one of my best friends."

"Don't pull that best friend crap with me. I've never once heard you call Jeff 'beautiful'."

At that Shane could do nothing but smile.

"Someone has to call her that since at every beck and turn someone else is telling her how she could be so beautiful if she was something else or should I say someone else."

John looked at Shane eyes narrowing, "I know my girlfriend is beautiful, it's just that,"

"No, end of story John, Ray is beautiful, whether she is Torrid the girl with all the tight clothes on or whether she is who she truly is, Ravyn, the tomboy."

John sneered at Shane, "I should've known you wouldn't understand, you think she's perfect."

Shane shook his head, "I know she is, you're the only idiot that can't see that."

"Shane, no man wants a woman that dresses like him. She even wears my stuff."

Shane looked down into his coffee. That was the problem, he did want that girl. He remembered when she asked him to borrow his green lantern tee, how perfect it fit her.

"She wears my stuff too. Hell I've seen her walk around in everybody's clothes. Are you coming to a point here."

"It's just that I want her to be, I want her to be more of a diva."

Suddenly it all made sense to Shane, he was comparing to someone else and that isn't right and it's about time someone said something to him about it.

"That's exactly what I'm talking about. She can't be Secret okay. Secret it gone, okay, gone. Ray is Ray and that's the girl you are dating."

John's eyes darkened, no one had mentioned Ray's resemblance to Secret, John's ex girlfriend, former WWE diva.

"Shane all I'm saying,"

"No all I'm saying is I don't know anyone who doesn't want to be with Ray right now and you like the asshole you can be is insisting on changing her."

Shane didn't realize it at the time, but he had just confirmed all of John's suspicions, now he didn't trust Shane.

"And another thing I'm concerned about, you are down here arguing with me about how much I love her when you should be at her side showing her how much you love her. I don't think you've said two words to her."

"It's kind of hard when she won't say anything back."

"It's not that she won't, it's she can't."

"I know that Shane."

"Apparently you don't. There's nothing wrong with her hearing John; she needs to know that you are here. She loves you and wants to know she has your support. Do you think Mark and I sit up there talking to her simply because we like to hear ourselves speak?"

John couldn't speak for a moment. Shane's words shocked John, they echoed in his head. She loves you.

Shane took the silence as means to end the conversation. He was worked up and he didn't want to be wired when he went to talk to Ray. She needed him to be calm, cool and collected.

"I'd better be going," Shane said quietly, "I told beautiful I would only be good a little while." Shane got up from the table.

John sat at the table watching him go. Was he comparing Ray to Secret? I mean sure they were similar both of them had incredible bodies and black hair. But Secret's eyes were green and of course Ray's eyes are grey, Ray is about as tall as he was and Secret was short. Ray is muscular and athletic and Secret was out there simply for show. Secret also ran off with some Italian photographer and broke his heart not to mention his ego. So why was he trying to turn Ray into Secret?

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Mark held his daughter's hand examining the damage on her body. There were bruises everywhere, one on her neck, her shoulders, her face was puffy and swollen.

"Darlin'," Mark said, "how are you doing this morning? You're definitely looking more and more beautiful every time I see you."

"How's she doing Mark?" Vince walked in the room, "Oh God."

"Yeah, she's doing better than yesterday, aren't you darlin'? And look who came to visit, Vince is here."

"Hi Ray." Vince said.

"You're going to be so busy with visitors," Mark chuckled as a tear rolled down his cheek, "You're not going to have time for little ole me are you?"

Vince put his hand on Mark's shoulder, "She's going to make it."

"I hope so."

"Maybe we should take this outside, I have something to tell you and I'm sure we don't want Ravyn to hear this."

"I'll be right back darlin', Shane will be back in a little while. He had to go get some breakfast."

"I know this is hard for you, but I am going to need some info from you."

"About what?"

"I need to know as much as you can tell me about her mother and her dad."

"Why?"

"Because damn it, she's one of mine, and now one messes with what's mine. And if the police aren't going to catch the bastard, then I certainly will."

"Did you see what he has done to my baby?" Mark raged hitting the wall with his massive hand.

"Mark." Vince tried to calm the man.

"I'm going to kill the son of a bitch." Mark seethed.

"Calm down big man."

"I can't calm down Vince, my daughter is dying in there." Mark was collapsing he finally knocked himself against the wall sliding down to the floor.

Vince held the larger man by the shoulders; "She isn't going to die Mark. She is too strong."

Mark leaned back against the wall and closed his eyes, he hoped Vince was right. He looked back into the room with his daughter, he prayed Vince was right.

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Shane stopped by the gift shop but didn't see anything that was his Beautiful's style, he decided when she was feeling better, when she woke up he would actually leave so he could go shopping. When he walked back upstairs he noticed Vince and Mark in the hall outside Ray's room.

"What's going on?" Shane panicked. "Is she okay?"

"She's fine. She isn't awake yet though." Mark told him

Shane was relieved, he had feared the worse.

"Where's John?"

"I don't know." Shane told him, "He told me he wanted to talk to me."

"What about?"

"Ray." Shane said quietly.

"What about her?"

"He wanted me to admit that I loved her." Shane said quietly.

"Do you?" Mark looked up at the boy.

"Not like that. She's just my friend."

"Liar." Mark smirked.

Shane smirked back, "Okay busted, but she's his girl."

"No she's my girl." Mark smiled. "Go sit with her, she misses you. Vince and I are going to go get some breakfast."

Shane smiled, "Okay Mark."

**************************************************************************** ********* John watched quietly as Shane, on his knees prayed over his unconscious girlfriend.

"Please God. I love this girl more than life its self. Please bring her back to me, I don't know what to do without her."

He watched as he braided his girlfriend's hair, propping up her pillow.

"There you go beautiful. You slept so hard you messed up your braid. You can't be all messy when John and the guys come to visit."

He slid into bed next to her and held her hand.

"You know Beautiful, you are so lucky I like you. I'm so jealous you get to get all this rest. The rest of us have been up for hours."

John, this is your fault, he told himself, Shane is only doing what she needs someone to do. What she needs you, her boyfriend to do.

"Boy you must've partied pretty hard on that birthday of yours that you are sleeping this long."

"Shane," John said quietly.

Shane looked up from where he lay next to Ray.

"You mind if I take a stab at that?"

Shane smiled at him, "Not a problem man." He looked at Ray; "I'm going to go get her radio. I'll bet she misses her radio."

John smiled back, "Thanks man."

Shane turned around and watched John take Ray's limp hand in his and smiled again.

"Hey ma." John said, "Now what are you doing in this bed and not dressed in one of my jersey and out cruising with me?"

Good, she needs that.

"Ma, you have to hurry up and wake up. All the guys in the locker room miss you. I miss you too." He kissed her forehead. "Who else am I going to fight with?"

Mark watched with Shane from the hallway.

"Now that's better."

Even though Shane was pleased that he was finally being what she needed him to be and even though he agreed to let John sit with Ray he couldn't help but feel a stab of pain at his heart.

Get a grip Shane, how sick are you? That's that girl's boyfriend. She needs him just as much as she needs you. Now stop being so selfish.

"Shane are you okay?" Mark asked.

"Yeah, I'm going back to the hotel I promised Ray I would get her radio for her."

Mark smiled, he was so proud of Shane. He was really a class act. He has done nothing but stand by his daughter through this entire horrible ordeal. And had done nothing but do whatever in his power to make her responsive again.

"Okay kid, and pick up a nap while you're there. You look tired."

"Yeah, I think the only one getting any real rest around here is Beautiful." He walked off.

Mark looked at the young man sitting next to his daughter. He looked frustrated but he stuck with her. He couldn't help but think that this was one that darlin' was going to have to deal with on her own, he chuckled and when she was conscious.

John sat with Ray for over two hours when Kacey walked, or should he say waddled in to Ray's room.

"She doesn't look good, huh?"

"Hey ma, Kacey and the baby is here."

"How you holdin' up?" Kacey put her hand on his shoulder, he noticed that her grip was getting tighter by the second.

"I'm okay." John said.

"Good, because the next time you jump in my husband's face like you are bad, I'm going to knock you on your ass, got it?" Kacey was cutting off the circulation to his hand.

"Aight girl." He leaped out of his chair clutching his shoulder. "Damn I forgot how tough you are." He smirked. He looked at her; even pregnant he knew she'd probably kick his ass. She always kept him in line.

She smirked back and nodded, "Damn right. What happened anyway?"

"I was a little wired from everything happening to Ray. I apologized to Jeff and now I'm apologizing to you. My bad."

Kacey smiled at him. Somebody had to keep him straight.

"Where is everybody else?"

"Well I haven't seen your husband and the crew, but Shane just went to get Ray's radio."

"Oh." She said peering over his shoulder to look at Ray. Damn, this is fucked up. Kacey looked over at John as he looked at Ray.

"I think I might want to go find my husband, keep an eye on my friend for me." Kacey winked as she walked out the door.

"Ma, you got some crazy friends, but I love everyone of them." He smiled.

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Ray sat chair in the middle of a room. It was dark and she was tied to the chair. Suddenly a light flicked on and she looked up into the cold grey eyes of her father and the hard brown eyes of Lydia. She fought the urge to spit at her.

LITTLE CHILD

LOOKING SO PRETTY

He slid a piece of hair out of her face. She had really become a younger version of her mother.

COME OUT AND PLAY

I'LL BE YOUR DADDY

"Finally our family can be complete."

INNOCENT CHILD

LOOKING SO SWEET

"It's good that you work out my little sunshine. It makes you more beautiful."

RAPE OF MINE

AND THROUGH FLESH YOUR I'D EAT

YOU RAPE

"God don't touch me." She screamed.

I FEEL DIRTY

IT HURT AS A CHILD

"I'm a virgin, please don't do this to me. Please."

TIED DOWN

THAT'S A GOOD GIRL

"That's my Ravyn." Her father said lying on top on

How could? How you could you do this to me? You bastard!

AND FUCK YOUR OWN CHILD

I SCREAM

Where is everyone?

NO ONE HEARS ME

IT HURT

I'M NOT A LIAR

MY GOD

SAW YOU WATCHING

MOMMY WHY YOUR OWN CHILD

You will burn in hell for this!

I DIDN'T TOUCH YOU THERE

MOMMA SAID SHE DIDN'T CARE

You're mother isn't going to bail you out of this.

I DIDN'T TOUCH YOU THERE

"Lydia did you see me touch her?"

"I didn't see you do anything honey."

He rubbed her pregnant belly. "Oh course you didn't."

THAT'S WHY MOMMY STOPPED AND STARED

Ray lay helpless on the floor where they left her. She looked over at the razor she was shaving with previously. It was the only thing she could reach.

"You don't want to be doing that." It was Shane's voice.

Ray glared up at him, "Don't tell me what I might want to be doing Shane."

"Ray, please." Shane pleaded.

Ray began to slice slowly down her wrist. Her blood trickled slowly down her wrist. Shane began to scream.

DID DADDY NOT LOVE YOU?

Why are you asking me that?

OR DID HE LOVE YOU JUST TOO MUCH?

You know the man never loved me a day in his life.

DID HE CONTROL YOU?

No he just stalked me and tried to kill me. What the hell do you think Shane?

DID BOTH FILL YOU AND YOUR CUP?

DID HE LEAVE NO QUESTIONS FOR YOU TO ANSWER ON YOUR OWN?

I've had to answer everything on my own. Shane you know that.

WELL FUCK THAT

AND FUCK HER

AND FUCK HIM

AND FUCK YOU

FOR NOT HAVING THE STRENGTH IN YOUR HEART TO PULL THROUGH

I'VE HAD TEST

I HAVE FAILED

I'VE FUCKED UP

I'VE HAD PLANS

DOESN'T MEAN I SHOULD TAKE MY LIFE WITH MY OWN HANDS.

Ray slit a little harder; "Well it's my method. Good bye Shane."

Ray shot off her bed with a start, her neck bothered her slightly, she had a dull pain in her arm, she saw an I.V. dripping fluid into her veins. She looked around for a familiar face.

She closed her eyes in silent prayer, Oh god please, just let them be here. Let him be here. She looked up into his eyes. His warm brown eyes.

"Welcome back beautiful."