Title: The Voices

Rated: M (Mature)

Genre(s): Romance/Angst

Pair(s): Randy/Adam, Kane/Randy, ?/Randy, Jay/Heath, Phil/Jeff, etc.

Summary: Randy has been keeping a secret from Adam, and it is threatening to destroy their relationship. What is that secret? And when all is out in the open, will their love survive?

Disclaimer: I don't own anyone, besides my OCs.

Warning: Slash, Violence, Mpreg

Part: 2/? – Pearls of White

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Randy stormed into his locker room, the frustration he felt obvious in his eyes. He hated his current storyline with Kane. It wasn't because he couldn't handle it, no. In fact, he had never felt more alive. But he didn't like to think of Kane as a monster, because he wasn't. Randy knew Kane well outside of the arena, and his character couldn't have been more different than the man. Hell, once, he and Kane had even entertained a relationship. But that was another story for another time…

He slid a hand over his face and tried to turn his frown into a smile, because even if Adam had seen what had transpired out there, he would make assumptions that couldn't have been further from the truth. And Randy really wasn't in the mood to explain to him the truth behind the situation. Luckily, the dreams had been held at bay recently. Adam never questioned what had set Randy off that one time, and Randy never talked about it. He still couldn't believe that he had almost hurt his baby like that, and it killed him inside.

"Hey, baby." Randy finally forced that smile, before he leaned over the back of the couch and kissed his boyfriend's forehead. The blond smiled as he shifted the infant on his stomach.

"Hey." Adam returned the smile. "I saw what happened out there. Are you okay?"

Randy nodded. He really didn't want to talk about it too much, so he lied. "Yeah. I'm fine. But I really, really want to head back to the hotel and sleep, so…"

"Yeah. Of course." Adam was quick to acquiesce. "All your stuff is packed in your gym bag. All you have to do is take your shower and we can head back to the hotel."

"Thanks, babe." Randy said.

Collecting his shower supplies in one hand, he shot one last look at his boyfriend and daughter, before he walked into the stall and started to shed his clothes. The bitterly cold air slapped his skin brutally, but Randy shook it off. Turning on the water, he made sure that all of his skin was wet before he lathered the soap and started to scrub at his flesh. When his tanned flesh started to turn red under the forceful ministrations, he decided to ease up and simply washed off the foam. A sweet scent filled the air.

He cut the water and walked back out to the actual locker room, the towel wrapped around his waist. With a decent one-handed shot, Adam tossed his clothes over to him. Randy dressed quickly, not allowing much time for Adam to admire his toned body. Adam pouted. Randy smirked. Pulling the bag over his shoulder, he motioned for Adam to follow him out into the hall. Gathering up Kimberly's baby blanket and her diaper bag, he followed Randy out of the room and almost ran into his back.

Randy stood there, frozen. Because there, in the middle of the room, stood Kane. Or rather, Glen. He had removed his mask, and he had combed out the mess of tangles in his dark brown curls, but he was still the same monster as far as Adam was concerned. Absently, Adam pulled little Kimberly closer to him. The baby cooed softly, and he shushed her. Her wide blue eyes slowly fluttered open, taking in all that was around her. When they fell on Glen, they did not fill with fear. In fact, Adam could've sworn that she actually smiled.

"Adam…" Randy turned to his boyfriend. "Could you give us a minute? There's something that we need to discuss. I promise I'll be out to the car as soon as we're done."

Adam looked a bit confused, but nodded slowly. "Okay. I'll see you then."

Randy watched as they vanished around the corner, before he turned to Glen. "How is she?" He asked, his voice trembling. He was almost afraid of the answer.

"She's wonderful. She loved the present you sent her for her birthday. But she wished you could have been there."

Randy nodded. "I wish that I could have been."

Glen looked at him sincerely. "She misses you, Randy. There isn't a day that passes that she doesn't ask about you. I know that you said that you could do it, but…"

"Things haven't changed, Glen. I can't… I can't look at her without… him." Randy said.

Glen rested a hand on Randy's shoulder softly, and Randy didn't even flinch. He almost leaned into the touch. Because, with Glen, he knew that he was safe. "The wounds are still fresh, I understand."

"I love her so much. But, I hate him." Randy hissed, tears slowly streaking down his cheeks.

Glen patted his shoulder. "I have this for you. She made it for you at pre-school. Just… remember that, as much as it hurts, she loves you. And she needs her father."

"Thank you." Randy said, before he accepted the letter and the small box.

Dear Mommy,

Uncle Glen told me that your birthday was a few days ago, and since I couldn't be there to say 'Happy Birthday', I had Ms. Anderson help me make a present for you. I picked out the prettiest beads, and she put them on the string for me. I'm sorry if it's a little small, but I didn't know how big to make it. I hope you like it. I know it will make you look beautiful.

Love,

Alanna Orton

By the time Randy tore his eyes away from the letter, Glen had vanished around the corner. Randy folded the letter carefully and stuffed it into his pocket, before he opened the box and looked inside. Inside, there was a piece of yarn with thick, white pearls strung on it. Alanna had been right… it was beautiful. Tenderly, Randy slid it back into the box and tucked it into his back pocket. If there was one thing on his mind at that moment, it was to head back to the hotel and hide the items before Adam found them…

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"Randy?" Adam asked.

"Hmm?" Randy slurred, his eyes still closed as he tried to fall back asleep.

"I feel like you're…" Adam trailed off, uncertain if he should even continue. He knew that Randy was tired, and when he was tired he wasn't known to be in the best of moods.

"What, Adam? You feel like I'm 'what'?" Randy rolled over onto his side, scooping Adam into his arms and pulling him taught against his chest.

"…like your trying to hide something from me." Adam finished lamely.

With a sigh, Randy opened his eyes and pulled Adam a little closer. He should've known that his behavior would make his baby insecure. He hadn't exactly been the most loving boyfriend as of late. Close contact seemed to initiate the bad dreams, so he tried to avoid it as much as possible. Maybe, if he told Adam what was at the base of all of this, Adam wouldn't feel so insecure. But after his little conversation with Glen earlier, he was too choked up to even think about talking about it.

Adam watched Randy uncertainly, waiting to hear what his response would be. He watched as the tanned man shifted uncomfortably, and wondered if he had hit a nerve. But Randy shook it off, reaching up to stroke Adam's soft mane. He leaned up and kissed the man's forehead. Adam frowned… this was not the answer that he had wanted. He could tell that Randy was trying to deflect him, and that didn't settle well with him. But that seemed to be the only answer that he would receive from Randy that night.

"I'm not hiding anything, baby. Just go to sleep, okay?" Randy said.

"Fine." Adam said, before he closed his eyes and fell into a fitful slumber.

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A/N: Please Review! So, who do you think hurt Randy?