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: 7/? – The Kill

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"What the hell did that fucking bastard do to your face?" Jay exclaimed loudly, tentatively reaching out to touch the bruise on the side of Adam's face. "I'll kill him. I'll track that sick bastard down and kill him."

Adam's dark eyes widened. "No! You can't kill him!"

Jay shook his head. "Look, I know you love him and all, but that doesn't excuse his actions. He hit you, Adam. Do you understand that? He's an abusive bastard that -,"

"I think that Stu Bennett used to abuse Randy!" Adam cut Jay off before he could continue with his rant, before he covered his mouth with one hand. He couldn't believe that he had blurted that out.

Jay tilted his head to the side, his face contorted in confusion. "What?"

"It… it doesn't matter. I shouldn't have…"

Jay closed the distance between them and laid a hand on Adam's shoulder. "You can tell me. You can trust me."

Adam was silent for a moment, before he continued, "I found pictures and videos on his phone. You can look for yourself. Stu Bennett was an abusive boyfriend." Adam tossed the cell at his best friend.

Jay looked over the photos slowly. "What is this? You think that, because Stu hurt him, it gives him the right to hurt you? There was no reason for him to hit you, and you know it. Stu didn't make him a monster. He was a monster from the start."

"He looked so broken after he hit me. He was even crying. Crying, Jay. Crying. Can monsters cry?" Adam asked slowly. "Say we don't look for him. Say we don't find him. What then?"

"You're better off without him." That was all that Jay said.

"I'm just… I'm worried about him, Jay. He doesn't even have his cell, so I can't call him to make sure he's okay."

Jay shook his head. "C'mon, Adam. Heath will murder me if I'm late for dinner. I'm sure you'll love… whatever it is that he decides to make. I know he told me, but I don't exactly remember. Anyway, c'mon."

"Fine." Adam relented, before he lifted Kimberly into his arms and followed Jay into the hall.

The drive to Jay's house was made in relative silence. Adam rested his face against the cold glass window, watching the nightlife as it flew by. He remembered how Randy used to take him out on the town, and it made him smile. Kimberly cooed softly in the backseat, shifting around before she finally fell asleep. After a few minutes, Jay turned into the small lot outside of the house that he shared with Heath and their two boys, and claimed the spot directly in front of the house. He turned off the car, and both men climbed out.

Adam cuddled the tired infant to his chest as he followed Jay onto the porch, watching intently as the smaller blond unlocked the door. He didn't even have the door all the way open before two small boys bombarded him, almost knocking him back out the door. Jay chuckled, lifting the two toddlers into his arms and kissing both of their foreheads. JJ (Jason Jr.) had turned three-years-old last week. And DJ (Derek James) was two months away from his second birthday.

"JASON RESO!" They all flinched when Heath came out of the kitchen, his red hair pulled back in a ponytail, dressed in a 'World's Best Mom' apron – which, subsequently, Jay had found to make amends the last time he ticked Heath off – that showed the small distention of his abdomen. "WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU?"

"Baby, remember that too much stress isn't healthy for the baby…" Jay trailed off, noticing the way that Heath's eye twitched.

"GET YOUR FAT ASS TO THE TABLE, NOW! AND NEXT TIME YOU THINK IT'S OKAY TO MAKE US ALL WAIT FOR DINNER, EXPECT NOT TO BE FED!" Heath exclaimed, before he stormed back into the kitchen.

Adam chuckled as all of the color drained out of Jay's face. With as much as Heath yelled at Jay, one could easily make the assumption that they weren't as in love as they were. But Jay absolutely adored Heath, almost to the point of kissing the ground that he walked on. He wouldn't leave him for anything. Adam knew that Heath felt the same, but hormones had a more dramatic hold on Heath then they had with Adam. Maybe it was the fact that they had had more children – especially JJ and DJ, who were almost back-to-back.

So, with that loving order on the table, Jay rushed over to the table and sat down. Adam followed behind, but his step was a little bit slower. Heath flashed him a small smile as he set a place for him at the table, before he told them that he had to run to the basement for another high-chair and that he would be right back. Adam watched as Jay twitched in his seat. They both knew that the only reason Heath hadn't killed him yet was because Adam was here. When Heath returned, he laid out their meal and they ate in silence.

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Randy looked down at the black water that rushed about fifty feet below. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, his hands squeezing the railing until his already wounded knuckles turned white. He had to do this. Why was it so difficult this time? That first time, it all seemed like a dream. It had been fast, it had been painless… but then Stu had shown up, cussing him out for his weaknesses. Stu called him a horrible boyfriend, a horrible fiancé, and a pitiful excuse for a man.

But now, Stu wasn't here. No-one was here. Randy came a little closer to the rail, leaning closer and closer until he could feel the spray from the water on his face. He could taste the salt on his tongue. If he did decide to do this… would Adam even miss him? Did Adam even care? No, he couldn't. Randy wouldn't let him care. When Randy had first started to date Adam, he made two vows: the first was that he would never hurt him, and the second was to never lie to him. Now, he had officially broken both.

Unconsciously, he climbed over the fence and stood on the other side of the road, on a strip of asphalt that was no more than two inches wide. He thought of the look of total betrayal on Adam's face after he had hit him. The sudden flash of headlights in the distance caught him by surprise, and he ducked down behind the fence. An engine died, before someone stepped out into the storm and looked around. The person started to come closer, and Randy released the fence. He couldn't wait any longer.

Randy closed his eyes and fell backward…

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