Title: The Voices

Rated: M (Mature)

Genre(s): Romance/Angst

Pair(s): Randy/Adam, Kane/Randy, Wade/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: 13/? – An Overdue Conversation

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"You're soaked to the bone, Adam. Come inside and take a seat at the table. I'll fix us some tea." Stu said, before he moved to the side and allowed Adam to enter the mansion.

"Thanks." Adam said, not sure of what to make of Stu's sudden kindness.

Adam did as he was told and took a seat at the kitchen table. He could hear Stu behind him as he ran some hot water in a kettle and set it on the stove to boil. For some reason, it made him extremely uncomfortable to have his back to Stu. Every so often, he would look at the younger man out of the corner of his eye. He looked calm and collected, and with each movement, the brace around his elbow flexed. He had known Stu for many years, and while he didn't like the man all that much, he had had respect for him… until now. Now, this man made his blood run cold.

Stu came back a few moments later with a fluffy white towel, fresh from the dryer, and carefully set it over Adam's shoulders. Adam almost jumped out of his skin. The ravenette offered him a sheepish smile and Adam relaxed almost immediately. He shouldn't be so afraid of his man. After all, he had taken all of the necessary steps to make himself better for his family. But that didn't alter the fact that he had made Randy's life hell. If Randy never opened his eyes, Adam would take the blame. But this man would bear the burden with him.

"I'm here to talk about Randy." Adam decided to cut to the chase. It wouldn't due to beat around the bush with someone like Stu Bennett. "Randy tried to drown himself. And I think… no, I know that you know why."

Stu looked down at his hands. "I take it he told you about -,"

He didn't even have the chance to finish. Adam cut him off first. "No. He didn't tell me. We're supposed to be in a relationship where there are no secrets between us, and yet, he didn't tell me."

"I can understand that. I did some low shit to him. Stuff that I know no amount of apologies will ever fix." Stu said lowly. "It kills me to think of how I treated him… and if I could, I would head back in time and fix it."

"Well, until someone invents a time machine, you're shit out of luck." Adam hissed.

But Adam wasn't here to make Stu feel lower than dirt, even if it would make him feel ten times better. He hated the fact that Stu had this perfection and Randy was left in the cesspool that he called his memory. It was a land that he would never be able to escape, constantly dragging him further and further into the belief that he was a monster that had broken Adam like he had been broken. And while Adam wanted to act on every bit of that frustration for Randy, it would have to wait until later.

"It wasn't always… we weren't always…" Stu shook his head, as if to clear his mind. "It wasn't always abusive, between me and Randy. There was love there too. He was there when I really needed him."

Adam shook his head. "You had Justin and Rosita. What more could you want?"

Stu continued to stare down at his hands. "I'm not really a… people person, in case you couldn't tell. Justin was the first one to actually break into my shell and see the real me, not the asshole 'Bare Knuckle Brawler'. But then he was drafted to SmackDown, and I was all alone."

Adam wore a confused look on his face as he tried to comprehend what exactly Stu was saying. "So, let me see if I have this correct. You cheated on Justin because he moved to SmackDown? A draft that was entirely out of his control?"

"No. I didn't cheat on him." The whistle of the kettle cut him off, but he continued to talk as he walked into the kitchen. "Justin wanted a trial separation. He said that it would be easier since we weren't together all the time anymore."

"Yeah. I remember that." Adam said finally. "Didn't he hook up with Slater?"

Stu set the cup filled with tea on the table in front of Adam, who thanked him softly. "Yeah. It was only a minor crush, however, because Heath left him two months later for Reso and the rest, as they say, is history."

Adam looked down at the tea, suddenly uncertain of whether he should drink it or not. He had known Stu for many years, true, but he didn't know all that much about him and before now, hadn't cared to find out. Stu caught the way he was looking at his cup and smirked. He offered to take the first sip, just to show Adam that it was okay to drink. Adam watched as he brought the cup to his lips and drank the bitterly sweet liquid. When he didn't pass out after a few minutes, Adam deemed it okay and followed suit.

Much to his surprise, it didn't taste funny at all. In fact, it was almost addictive. Within seconds, no matter how hot it had been, he downed his first cup and gently placed it on the table. Stu chuckled softly. The sound was musical and foreign, because Adam didn't think that he had ever heard the Bare Knuckle Brawler laugh before. He kind of liked the sound. In fact, now that he had sat down at the man's table, he could see how Randy had fallen head over heels for him. Adam still didn't trust him, but he had started to understand him.

"Anyway… so, I had known Randy for a while before Justin's draft to SmackDown. But the first time that we really talked was the Raw after the draft. He took me out for drinks at the hotel bar." Stu took another sip of his tea. He was only halfway done. "We had a drunken one-night stand. It should've ended there, but it didn't."

"Randy had a one-night stand?" Adam asked softly. That didn't seem like the Randy that he knew and loved. But this had been a different time, and his experience with Stu had altered him.

"It kinda morphed into drunken friends with benefits. We couldn't stand each other sober." Stu admitted hesitantly. "And after one of our trysts, while we were both still drunk, I proposed to him with the ring that was meant for Justin."

"And he said yes?" Adam asked. He couldn't believe it.

"Oh, yeah." Stu scoffed. "And when his bender was over the next day, we were stuck. Not only did Randy believe in commitments, whether he was drunk or not when he made them, he was also pregnant. The condom broke in the middle of the sex."

Adam noticed the way that Stu looked down here and tensed. He knew that this was the part that he really needed to know. "What happened after that?"

"I resented him for keeping me from Justin. I called him every name in the book, but he wouldn't leave. So I... I threw him down a set of concrete stairs. He lost the baby." Stu said lowly.

At those words, Adam was stunned speechless. He couldn't believe what he had heard. It couldn't be true, that someone could be so cruel. Adam knew how much Randy wanted children, how much he wanted to be a father. Stu had to have known that too. And to think that he had so rudely robbed him of that dream made Adam's heart ache. But, from the look on Stu's face, he was far from finished. The very idea made Adam's stomach twist, but he had to endure this for Randy. It would make Randy feel better.

Stu then recounted the next eleven months. Randy continued to slip into a dark pool of depression over the loss of his unborn child, and it became so bad that he didn't even think and mixed alcohol with his anti-depressant medication and almost killed himself. Instead of being the loving, understanding fiancé, Stu yelled at him for being weak and foolish. That was the first time that he had hit him, he revealed. Square in the cheek. As Stu continued to talk, his eyes never once left the table.

"…he had been accusing me of cheating on him. I was. Justin had come to his senses and didn't want to be separated anymore, so I was spending most of my time with him. Ninety-nine percent of the time, Randy was alone."

"Did you ever love Randy?" Adam asked after a moment of silence.

"It depends on your definition of love. I cared for Randy, yes. But the only one that I ever loved was Justin." Stu answered honestly.

"Somehow, Randy became pregnant again. He waited longer to tell me this time. He was so excited, even after what happened the first time." Stu looked down sadly at the memory. "I bashed a beer bottle over his head and threatened him. I can still remember all of the blood on his forehead."

"Did he lose this baby?" Adam asked, almost afraid of the answer.

A sigh of relief left him when Stu shook his head. "No. But he did leave me. He said that I've become a monster. He would know, because it takes one to know one. And that we'd be reunited in hell."

"What did he mean by that?" Adam asked.

"I don't know. Until now, I never put too much stock in those words." Stu said.

Adam was silent for a moment. If Randy hadn't lost the baby, then that meant that there was another Orton wandering the earth somewhere. Did Randy give the baby up for adoption? Or did he still know where it was? Once more, Adam felt as if he had been excluded from a significant portion of his boyfriend's life. He needed to know that Randy trusted him and believed that he would be there for him. And if Randy didn't show that trust, then Adam would have to prove that he deserved it.

"Do you know what happened to the baby?" Adam asked.

Stu shook his head. "I wish I did. But, if anyone would know, it would be Glenn. Randy hooked up with him shortly after he left me. It's worth a shot."

"Thanks." Adam said, before he rose and walked back out to the car. His next mission: find Glenn.

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A/N: There's Randy's back story. Hope you enjoyed this chapter! Please remember to review!