Title: Destroyed (6/?)

Rating: M

Content: slash, violence, unpleasant things that will be revealed throughout

Characters: Raw Roster, main characters Randy Orton, Evan Bourne, John Cena

Disclaimer: Don't own, don't sue

Distribution: ffn, lj, anywhere else ask first

Summary: Evan has a terrible secret, Randy and John are determined to help him, but Evan knows what's at stake should anyone find out. Set around current Raw storylines (loosely).

A/N Thank you for all of the reviews they are greatly appreciated!

Randy never expected everything to fall apart the way it did. He wasn't surprised when Barrett tried to make John attack him. He wasn't surprised when John resisted this as being a step too far. He wasn't surprised when Barrett pushed the issue, nor was he surprised when John stood firm. He was downright shocked when Barrett put Cena's career on the line, and not only that, but in a match against him.

He had to confront John about this. He'd gone along with John's insistence that he was fine, he'd accepted the glib assurances that John had given that he wasn't stressed, worried or concerned. There was no way he was letting John give up his career. Things had gone far enough.

Randy grabbed John and dragged him into his locker room, ignoring the glares from various Nexus members. He pushed the older man to the other side of the room before turning away, pacing, trying to work out what the hell he needed to do. He could only see one option.

"John, I'm gonna lay down at Survivor Series, he can have the belt."

Cena looked at the Viper in shock, "no way is that happening."

"What choice do we have John?" Randy continued pacing the room, "you can't give up your job."

"But that's giving him what he wants," John watched Randy carefully, knowing he was close to breaking point, "he wants that belt. For some reason, he wants to fuck with you. We can't let him win or seriously man there's gonna be no stopping Nexus and we might as well all give up right now."

"So what the hell do we do?"

"I don't know." There was no easy answer, "but I am not letting them get away with this. I need to fight back."

Randy growled, "we need to fight back. We need a plan. Nexus have destroyed Evan and they're trying to destroy you too. I can't sit by and let this happen."

John grinned, it sounded like Randy was starting to come back to himself and take some control, "so what do we need to do?"

As soon as Evan heard the stipulation he was on the phone to John, almost screaming down the phone at him, "John no, you can't do this, he can't be left with no one to control him who knows what he'll do."

"Ev, Ev, calm down," John looked over at Randy, betraying the first signs of worry in his eyes. The young man was nearly hysterical, "Ev, just listen to me." He heard a few choked breaths and continued, "it'll be ok, we've got a plan."

"I... I'm..." Evan was overtaken with choking sobs and Randy grabbed the phone out of John's hands, desperate to comfort the young high flyer.

"Evan, it's Randy. Listen to me, I am gonna come to see you as soon as the show finishes tonight, ok? This is gonna stop, he is not gonna do this to you any more." Randy knew enough was enough, he couldn't stand to hear Evan so hurt and distressed any more.

"Please Randy, please tell John not to do this," it was as if Evan hadn't even heard him, "he can't put his career at risk."

Seeing the look on Randy's face, John grabbed the phone back and stated firmly, "Ev, I'm gonna be fine. You know me. Trust me, ok?"

Evan sniffed, trying to compose himself, "John," he began, but was cut off with a fond chuckle.

"I'll be fine kid, I promise ya. Now Ortz will be with you as soon as he can, and you two need to seriously talk. Trust us. Trust Randy. I promise things will be ok."

Evan finally agreed and ended the call. John looked up at his friend expectantly.

"You've got to tell him Ortz, he needs something to hold on to right now."

Randy shook his head, "the last thing he needs right now is me."

"No, you're exactly what he needs," John rolled his eyes, "he needs someone who can hold him and be there for him and love him. And that's you, dumbass."

Randy made it to Evan's place by about 2am, and for a moment worried that he'd be disturbing his sleep, but needed to see him and couldn't wait another moment. He didn't expect his tentative knock on the door to be acknowledged, but was surprised when Evan quickly let him in, leading him through to the den where they both sat down, neither sure what to say.

Randy studied the younger man carefully, shocked at what he saw. Evan was thin, stubble darkening his jaw, eyes puffy and dark. He could see Evan trying to hold it all together and instinctively knew what he needed to do. Moving closer, he pulled the young man into his arms and just held him tightly. Evan buried his head in Randy's chest, allowing himself the comfort because he was just fed up of fighting how he felt. Randy's arms around him were soothing, protection from everything in his head that told him he didn't deserve the care he was currently receiving. The battle raged within him as he tried to accept the comfort he was being given and not listen to the voices that said he didn't deserve love.

Randy waited until Evan's sobs subsided and his body stilled, before letting go. The younger man pulled away, feeling very alone, and looked at the Viper, waiting for him to say something.

It was now or never, he had to lay his heart on the line to try to get through to Evan. Randy had a horrible feeling that things were getting out of control so if he wasn't honest now he'd never get another chance. "I love you Ev."

Evan closed his eyes. Those were the words that he'd dreamed of and dreaded hearing from Randy. A few months ago, they had been his greatest wish; since Barrett, his biggest nightmare. He pulled his knees to his chest, wrapping his arms around himself, protection against an unknown enemy. He didn't know how to react, so he didn't.

"Ev," Randy didn't know what to do, he'd laid himself bare in front of the younger man and he wasn't used to being so emotionally vulnerable. "Ev talk to me."

Evan appeared to be contemplating what to say next, he almost started speaking and then stopped a couple of times, before brokenly croaking, "I love you Randy, I always have, but what I've done will change your feelings for me."

"Nothing could change how I feel..." Randy began, but Evan stopped his words with a gentle kiss pressed to his lips.

He sat back, fingers touching his lips in wonder. The taste of Randy's lips was intoxicating but it was the only touch he could allow himself, a memory that he could hold on to, a feeling of hope in a world of despair. "Don't make promises you can't keep. I can never forgive myself for what I've done, so I couldn't possibly expect you to forgive me."

"So tell me then, because I can't think of anything that is so bad that would change my feelings for you," Randy almost shook Evan by the shoulders. "What is this big secret? What could possibly be so bad that would make me hate you?"

"I've been sleeping with Barrett."