Title: Destroyed (9/?)

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).

"You're gonna need to speak to John."

Evan sighed, he knew Randy was right but that wasn't going to be an easy conversation to have. His fear of Randy knowing had been a lot to do with their relationship and what he'd wished and hoped to have with Randy; with John, Evan feared losing the older man's respect and trust, and those were things he valued immensely. Evan couldn't quite believe it still but Randy was trying to understand what he'd done. He wasn't sure John would react in the same way.

"Ev, he needs to know," Randy pulled the younger man close to him, placing a soft kiss into his hair.

"I know. Do you want to give him a call and invite him to stay here for a few days?" He knew it was a conversation that needed to take place face to face, no matter what.

"Yeah, I'll call him," Randy smiled, "you'll be ok. John's stuck by me through all my shit. He'll understand."

"I hope so," Evan rested his head on Randy's shoulder and curled up against him. "You and John, your friendship means a lot to me." He stopped suddenly, as if he had realised for the first time the impact of the last twenty four hours, "Randy,will... will you and me being together affect us and John?"

Randy grinned, "who do you think told me to come to you yesterday?"

Evan's eyes widened in shock, "he knows?"

"He knows how I feel about you, yes," another kiss was pressed to Evan's forehead reassuringly, "and he said that you needed me."

"I did. I do."

"So don't worry then. Let me give him a call."

John arrived early the next day. Evan was still sleeping and Randy couldn't bring himself to wake the younger man, so peaceful and content in slumber, so he quickly pulled on sweatpants and a t shirt and jogged downstairs to the front door.

John took one look at the faint smile on his friend's face and nodded, "you and him are good?" As the grin on Randy's face widened, John laughed and pulled the younger man into an embrace. "About time man."

Randy led the way into Evan's den, leaving John's bag in the hallway. Cena sat down and waited expectantly for Randy to tell him what was going on.

"This is nothing like we expected John."

"So what's going on?"

Randy paused, "Evan needs to tell you himself. It's... fuck it's just the most screwed up situation and I've gotta be honest I'm finding it hard to deal with."

"How bad is it Ortz?" Worry crossed John's face. Randy was calculating and cool but when it came to people he cared about he felt strongly and deeply and John already knew about his feelings for Evan. To see Randy so conflicted told John there was something very bad happening.

"We have to stop him." They both knew who Randy was referring to. "What he's done..."

"Are you gonna tell me?" John asked impatiently.

"No, but I will." Evan's voice was low and both Randy and John looked up at him in surprise. John was shocked at how thin and tired the younger man looked, but smiled fondly as Randy shifted so that Evan could sit next to him, the tattooed man wrapping his arms around Evan protectively.

"Hey kid, how're ya doing?" John moved so that he could see Evan properly, and offered him a warm smile.

"Better than I was," Evan felt Randy's arms tighten around him instinctively and felt reassured, "although I might be about to change that."

"Ev..." Randy went to speak but was stopped by a gentle kiss.

"It's ok." And this time, it was. Evan spoke quietly and quickly about what had happened, what he'd been threatened with, what Barrett had done. He didn't look up, he just held Randy's hands in his lap as he leaned back against him, the older man ensuring that he didn't feel alone. It was only when Evan ended his story that he dared face his friend, and he was shocked at the sadness he saw.

"Jesus Ev, why didn't you talk to us?" Cena sighed, "I know Randy's probably already said that to you, but promise me you won't ever keep something like this from us again. We're your friends first and foremost and nothing will ever change that."

"I'm sorry."

"Hey, don't apologise. Ev... I'm shocked. Seriously. But it does make things make sense. He's doing it to Gabriel as well isn't he?" When Evan nodded, he continued, "I thought there was something going on. But we can use that."

"He never..." Evan looked up shyly, "he never tried anything with you?"

"Not like that, no. But if we're being honest, there's something I need to tell Randy."

"What?" Randy wasn't entirely sure he could take anything else. The Nexus had already almost destroyed his lover, what else had they done?

"Bit by bit, Barrett has worn me down. I'm mentally exhausted. Physically I think I'm ok, but it's so hard battling against everything and now potentially I could lose everything I've worked for and I honestly don't know how I'll cope with that." John's shoulders slumped and he seemed to shrink in on himself.

"I know," Randy whispered, "I could tell, even though you were trying to hide it. We've been friends for so long I know you and how you react."

"I'm a dick," John laughed, which broke the tension, "and a rubbish actor, clearly." Evan took the opportunity to lean forward and hug his friend, still not quite believing that he'd told his two best friends the secret that had crippled him for so long and they were both still there for him.

"Thank you, both of you," eventually Evan pulled back and looked at Randy and John, "you do not know what it means to me to know you're both here."

Evan was obviously still exhausted emotionally and physically, and was eventually persuaded to go back to bed for a while. Randy kissed him tenderly and promised that he would look after John, and the eldest man's agreement was persuasion enough.

"Go sleep kid, we'll all chill out later, ok?"

Evan nodded and kissed Randy again, before leaving the room. Once he was sure that he'd gone upstairs, John fixed Randy with an intense stare, "how the hell are you coping with hearing that?"

"Honestly John, I don't know." Randy walked over to the kitchen, John following him. He searched the cupboards before eventually finding a bottle of whisky and two glasses, pouring large measures in each and handing one glass to John. "I swear to god I'm gonna kill Barrett given half the chance."

"And what about Evan?" John knew Randy, and he could tell there was something eating at him.

"I..." Randy picked up his glass and threw back the liquid in one swallow, "it breaks my heart that he's gone through this, I just want to protect him and take away the pain because he's hurting so badly."

"But?" John could tell there was something that Randy was holding back.

"But I'm so fucking angry at him. How could he do that? How could he sleep with him?" Randy carefully put the glass down and clenched his fists, trying to control himself. "It fucking hurts, more than I ever thought it would."

"And have you told him this?"

"How can I?" Randy looked up and the extent of his love for Evan was clear in his eyes. "How can I hurt him any more? He's so unhappy and damaged and I can't do that to him."

"Then you need to find a way to work it out, otherwise it'll always be there between you."

"I know."

"And there's something else, isn't there?" John was used to dragging things out of Randy, because heaven forbid he should appear vulnerable in front of someone.

"I just wish I'd told him how I felt before. If I'd told him, maybe we'd have been together and he'd have been able to tell me about the threats and I could have dealt with it. It should never have got this far, Evan's been hurt and your career's at stake because I'm so bloody stupid." Randy turned away. He hated admitting weakness at the best of times, but in front of John was the worst thing.

"Have you told Evan this?" John asked gently, knowing how hard it was for Randy to admit what he had just said.

"No."

"Then tell him. He needs honesty from you. And god knows Ortz, he might be damaged right now but he's a fighter and I'm sure he's stronger than you think." As he watched the information permeate through Randy's brain he decided that now was the time to get down to business. "So anyway,we need to amend the plan."

Randy nodded, John's directness and focus was just what he needed. "Right, where shall we start?"