Yeah, it took awhile but it's nice and lengthy, something really good happens at the end. I like to put action in my stories but that won't be happening for a few chapters. But I think the last chapter, Transparant, and this chapter are the best ones so far. Anyway I'm babbeling so read on.

If I owned these guys I would be a billionair... obviously I'm not therfore I own nada except my Imag-I-Nation.

Enjoy My Loves!

Drew sighed as he sat on the bench other lock room across from Cody and Ted. Ted wasn't on the show, but he always came for Cody's matches, therefore he was always here.

"Codes, I have a question for you." The Scotsman said, his brows furrowed together in deep thought.

Cody raised his brow as he laced his boots.

"Ask away." Cody replied in his charming lisp.

"You and Ted are good friends with John, right?" Drew asked, looking at the couple.

Cody cocked his head to the side in confusion.

"Cena?"

"Hennigan." Drew corrected.

The couple nodded. "Yeah, he and Cody are really close." Ted said. Cody nodded in agreement.

Drew nodded. "Ya ever notice anything... off about his and Mike's relationship?"

Cody clenched his jaw and rolled his eyes at the thought of Mizanin.

"Don't get me started! I never liked Mike. He's can be a jerk towards John sometimes, god I just wanna slap that asshole in the face." Cody said, pouting. Ted raised a brow.

"If you slapped him, he would crush you, Codes." Ted said chuckling. Cody glared.

"Guys, focus!" Drew brought the back the couple's attention.

"I think... no I'm sure that their problems run deeper than Mike being an ass to John." Drew said lowly.

"Wouldn't be surprised if Mike hit him." Cody said quietly, looking down at the floor.

"Well, unfortunately Cody, I don't think it stops at just hitting." Drew said just as quietly. Ted frowned.

"Did John tell you?" The blonde asked.

He was worried for John, they had been good friends for a while, and John and Cody were best friends. John was the only one who could keep up with Cody's energy. He didn't know how they would handle it if Mike really was abusing John. All Ted knew, was that he was going to kill Mike if this was true, that is if Cody didn't get to him first, or worse... Drew.

Drew sighed and looked at Ted. "He didn't need to."

Cody suddenly sat up right as if he had the most important question in the world.

"Drew, my question is why do you care so much about John?" Cody asked, brows furrowed together.

Drew shrugged. "Long story for another time, Cody." Drew said with a slight smile. Suddenly, Cody gave Drew a knowing smile.

"You like him don't you? Like I said before, you have that look in your eyes..." Cody said. Drew rolled his eyes.

"Cody, I think we have a very long way to go before we start thinking about that. And even if we did get John to leave Mike, John would be in no condition for a relationship, even if I did like him." Drew said folding his arms.

Cody frowned. "We? No, no, no. You see, John trusts me, but only to an extent. He would never tell me or Ted about something like this." Ted nodded in agreement.

Drew raised his brows. "And you think he'd trust me?"

"Drew, I may be a little dense and a little ditzy sometimes, but I'm not ignorant. If John wasn't so chained and wrapped around Mike's finger, he'd probably be throwing himself at you." Cody said animatedly.

Drew sighed and shook his head at his friend. "We'll see Cody, we'll see..."

The day had gone by quickly and it was past midnight, as John was making his way across the parking lot of the hotel. Mike had a meeting with Creative, but said that he had a 'surprise' for him in the hotel room. Mike's 'surprises' were never anything good. The hotel parking lot was deserted of people, his only company was the parked cars and the trucks speeding down the highway that was laid in the back of the hotel behind the eerie looking trees.

Being in quiet, vacant places like this made John feel jumpy. It was almost dead silent and any sudden sounds would probably send John into a panic attack.

As if on cue, a hand clamped down on John's mouth, preventing him from screaming something fierce. He was pulled in between two park cars. He was sure no one could see them as the parking lot was completely packed with parked cars. He was shoved into the sitting position against a black car. He looked up and in the dark, he could make out the face of Alex Riley.

His eyes widened as he struggled, but Alex quickly kneeled down and pressed John harder against the car.

"You know what my favorite thing about Mike is?" Alex whispered, a smile apparent in his voice. John whimpered behind Alex's hand.

"Mike loves sharing. Just loves it! Of course, you already know that, as he's shared many stories of the times he passed you around like the whore you are." Alex sneered.

John felt his body tremble as realization hit him. It was true when Alex said that Mike like to share him. Back at home when they weren't on the road, Mike passed him around to his friends like some cheap slut. He had lost count of how many men had violated his body.

"Now, I was going to wait in your hotel room, but what better way to take you then right here. On the cold ground of a parking lot, in between two beat up cars with no one around. Not that anyone would save you if they knew you were here." Alex laughed quietly.

If there was one thing he hated or feared more than Mike, it was being shared. With Mike, he knew what to expect. He knew what he should prepare for. But when Mike let other people have him, he had no idea what that person was capable of. He couldn't prepare himself and he had no idea how much pain he was in for.

John struggled even more. He would rather have Mike dish out the worse punishment from hell than have someone else violate his body. And Mike's worse punishment was beyond horrific, so that was saying something.

John was to the point of begging, but they were muffled as Alex still had his hand on his mouth.

"Aw, Mike was right. You do beg like a little slut. This is gonna be awesome." Alex smiled as he forced John's legs apart.

John's body trembled so bad he found it difficult to struggle against Alex. In the ring, he could take him out easy. But that was a show, it was for entertainment. This was brutal reality. This was his real life. There was very thick line between John Morrison and John Hennigan. Whoever said John couldn't act was a liar...

John let the tears fall from his contact-covered green eyes as he felt Alex's hand go into his pants, stroking him. But John had gone through this so many times that he stopped getting the unwanted erections that the action caused a long time ago.

"Mm, so warm." Alex moaned sickly as a grinded his hard on against John's thigh.

John shuddered, he wanted to die. He literally wanted to die, right then and there.

"Get the fuck off him, and maybe I won't cut off you're testicles." Growled a voice, making Alex jump off John and scramble away.

John took a few breaths through his mouth once Alex released him. He looked up and saw Drew standing above him, and he looked like he want to murder Alex. As Drew glared, Alex scrambled as far away from the two as possible, running across the parking lot and into the hotel.

For a second, John thought Drew was only here because he wanted what Alex was about to get. But that thought was quickly banished at the soft smile John could make out on the Scotsman's face in the dark. Drew squatted down in front of the grounded John.

"You okay?" Drew asked gently.

John shrugged as he wiped away his tears and tried but failed to stop his shaking.

"Hey," Drew spoke softly as he reached out, cupping John's tear stained face. "You alright?"

John shrugged again, unable to speak. But the shaking came to an abrupt halt as he felt Drew's hand come in contact with his face. Someone was touching, and he didn't feel pain...

Drew dropped his hand much to John's dismay and sighed. "C'mon, love." Drew said softly, as he helped John to his feet, puling the brunette close to his chest.

John felt a blush creep up in his cheeks at the nickname.

Slut, whore and other derogatory names was what he was used to hearing. Love? That was certainly a new one.

The two made their way across the parking lot into the hotel. He pulled him into the deserted sitting area in the lobby. Nobody was in the entire check-in area except for the two night employees working the desk, one worker asleep and the other half asleep. Other than that, there was no one there, the hotel's guests either in their rooms or out in the night life of the town they were in this week.

The two brunettes sat down on the couch in the sitting area of the lobby.

"John?" Drew said gently.

The shorter brunette looked up.

"What happened?"

John shifted in his seat. "Nothing." he muttered.

Drew frowned. "That is complete bullshit. Plus, you know you can't lie to me, so just tell me the truth."

John shook his head. "That's the problem! I can't lie to you! You have to leave it be, leave me and Mike be or..."

"Or you'll get punished?" Drew growled. "John, I can help you. I want to, 'cause lord knows you need it. But you have to tell me what's going on."

John stared at his lap, decisions racing through his head.

You breathe a word of this, I'll torture you 'till you're dead. Ya hear me! Mike's voice screamed in his head. Those were the words Mike had spoken after Mike first raped John. Those cold words had always hit John's heart like a heart attack.

"Please leave it be." John begged quietly. Drew shook his head half-heartedly.

"I can't." Drew whispered. He felt bad for putting John in this position, as he knew all too well what he was feeling. But again, that was a long story for another time...

John sighed. "Why do you have to read me so damn well?" John said, more to himself.

"You can tell me. Let me help you." Drew begged.

"I don't need it... I don't deserve it. I don't deserve you're help." John whispered.

Drew frowned. "Why would you think that?"

"Don't you get it? I'm just so... so dirty, so ruined. And you... shouldn't lower yourself by helping me. I'm just fine by myself." John said, staring at the marble floor.

"John-"

"No," John cut him off. "I'll be fine..."

Drew sighed and grabbed John gently by the chin like he'd done a couple of days ago.

"John look me in the eyes, and tell me that you're okay. Don't run, just look me in the eyes, and tell me the truth." Drew whispered.

John looked into the Scotsman blue eyes. He tried to look away, he really did. But he couldn't. One part of him wanted to spill, another part still feared Mike's wrath, and a small part of him was afraid that Drew would do the same thing that Mike did to him. Gain his trust, before betraying him in the worse ways possible.

"I'm not okay." John whispered so low Drew almost missed it.

The Scot dropped his hand as he thought about the simple statement. John's eyes looked up into Drew's before moving down to his lap. Drew studied him for a minute. It suddenly seemed so obvious. The way he flinched when people would touch him in certain places. The way he always wore long sleeve shirts outside the ring. He could remember when they were in the ring together, the way he would flinch if Drew accidently brushed him in the wrong place.

"John?" Came a sharp voice entering the lobby.

John froze as he heard his boyfriend's voice. He quickly scooted farther away from Drew and stood up.

"H-Hey baby." John stuttered.

"There you are! I told you to meet me in the hotel room." Mike growled.

Drew frowned and stood up. "I think you're being a little hard on him." Drew said.

Mike rolled his eyes. "I've never been hard on him. He's my boyfriend." He was lying through his damn teeth.

Suddenly, Drew had an idea. He smirked and moved closer to John, stroking his hair.

"A little birdie told me you liked to share. I'm sure you're friend Alex Riley told you about the little 'incident' in the parking lot." Drew said as his hand wondered down John's back.

Mike raised a brow suspiciously. "Yeah..."

"Well, I only did that because... well, who wouldn't want a piece of this ass, eh? I apologize for being a bit rough with your friend, but I just... can't help myself around this little darling." Drew said with a smirk.

John looked Drew, hurt evident in his eyes. Drew felt a pang in his heart at the look on the other man's face, but he'd explain later.

Mike smirked, suddenly buying what the Scotsman was selling. "Oh, so want a piece of this slut, huh?"

Drew smirked back and nodded, leaning down close to John's neck.

"So, how much for one night?" The Scot asked, letting his hands roam John's body.

"Ya know at first I was suspicious of you. If you wanted a piece of John, all ya had to do was ask. First time for one night is always the cheapest; 500 bucks." Mike said with a smile.

Drew smiled and yanked on John's hair. He looked to Mike then back at John.

The Scotsman smiled. "C'mon love, This will be awesome..."

Ok, so I know it's long but I like long chapters, lol. I'm just happy that my Jomo muse is relatively quiet, so he's not driving me insane... yet. Anyway, I got alot of reviews last chapter, and you have no idea how happy that made me... really, I was friggin ecstatic. As always, please, for the sake of the story and you're entertainment, REVIEW!