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: 3/? – Memories

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Randy awoke with a start to find that he was alone in bed, the area that Adam had once occupied cold and the sheets smooth. His heart sank in his chest, and it seemed to beat a mile a minute as he threw the blankets back, a frantic look in his eyes as he searched the small bedroom area of the hotel room. Adam was nowhere to be found. Did he hurt him while he was asleep? Did he attack him, or worse? Randy felt tears burn at his eyes. No. He had sworn that he would never treat the one he loved like that, but he wished he knew for sure…

Luckily, it only took him moments to locate Adam. There, in the main area of the hotel room, sat Adam with their little baby on his lap. He had a Barbie book in his hands and he was reading it to her, while Kimberly was chewing lazily on the ear of her stuffed Raggedy Ann. Randy felt life slowly start to fill him again. Even if it had only been a short amount of time that Adam had been away from him, he had been so afraid. He didn't know what he would do if Adam ever left him.

"What's that, Kimberly?" Adam asked. The child took the doll's ear out of her mouth, let the doll fall out of her little hand, and touched her little fist to the picture. She let out a soft coo. "Is that a dolly?" She let out another coo.

In the darkness, Randy allowed a small smile to form. Adam was such a wonderful father. And he was ten times the father to Kimberly than Randy could ever be to Alanna. Slowly, the smile fell from his face as he removed the beads from his back pocket and rolled them between his fingers. The tears returned full-force. He hated to keep this kind of secret from Adam, but what was there to tell? What was there to tell that wouldn't cause Adam to lose that light in his eyes when he looked at Randy? All he would see was a broken man, and Randy couldn't stand that.

The brunette had become no more than the embodiment of a bruise. Sometimes, he would be beaten so badly that his body would be covered in bloody bruises. But most of the time, he stuck to inflicting pain where it couldn't be seen by the WWE Universe. However, there were those times when he just didn't care. He would rain hits down over his body until he could barely move, and then he would abandon him to drink… maybe cheat… Randy never knew, nor did he care to find out. The more he was out of the house and out of his life, the better.

But now, for the first time, Randy was actually looking forward to his fiancee coming home. He hadn't felt well recently, and he had gone to the doctor. He found out that he was three months pregnant. Three months pregnant with a beautiful baby. Really, he should have known better. He should have known better than to think that he would care, or restrain himself, or do anything that would make him even remotely human. Because he certainly wasn't human. He was a wild animal, a beast. And he scared the hell out of Randy.

So, when he came home, reaking of booze and cheap cigarettes and everything that screamed bar, Randy greeted him with a smile and handed him more alcohol. He looked at him uncertainly, because it wasn't often that Randy was in such a pleasant mood. He was more than a little suspicious, but he did not voice this. Instead, he thanked Randy with a grunt and crashed on the couch, putting his feet up on the coffee table as he cracked open his beer. Immediately, Randy came over and sat beside him, coming as close as he dared.

"I went to the doctor today." Randy said swiftly, a small smile blossoming on his face. "She said that I'm pregnant. We're gonna have a baby."

Taking another swig of beer, he turned to Randy and looked him over. "A baby, huh?"

"Yeah." Randy nodded enthusiastically. He didn't even see the impending danger.

And then, the half-full beer bottle crashed down on his head and cracked his forehead open. Randy yelped, blood trickling down his face in slow swirls, mizing with the beer. He was afraid to move, lest he shift the wrong way and impale himself with a glass shard. The man chuckled loudly, oblivious to his lover's pain. He slapped Randy harshly on the shoulder, not caring that Randy flinched away. But when The Viper refused to meet his eyes, he tangled his fingers in his wet curls and yanked his head back.

He looked Randy over seriously. "Whoever said that I wanted children? You think that I want a boy, that'll grow up to be a wuss, just like his mother? Or maybe it will be a girl, who'll just be a pansy to begin with…"

Subconsciously, Randy's arms wrapped around his baby. "It wouldn't be their fault. It would be my fault. But I'll never let it turn out to be like you!"

A slap to the face. Randy flinched. "Are you afraid of me, Randy?"

"Yes." Randy said, not even trying to lie.

And then, he tapped his cheek in a matter that fond. "Good."

"Randy?" Adam asked, noticing that his boyfriend had been standing in the doorway for some time. "Randy, baby, are you okay? You don't look too hot…"

"Yeah. I'm fine." Randy lied.

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A/N: Well, there's another hint as to who hurt Randy! Please Review!