A/N: Wow! I only have 2 more days of school! yay! but this whole month i have basketball practice and working out to do so i will be updating once a week. I hope you guys understand. :-)!

Sanctuary
Underground Habitats

Randy followed John through another part of the Sanctuary. John was explaining that nature can take many routes and ways. That it's all part of life and growth within our world. John explained that many abnormals come to the Sanctuary as a last resort, a refuge.

Randy looked at John in surprise, "You mean they volunteer to be here?" Randy asked. John nodded, "Yes, they do, but there are others that roam free and cause havoc though. Just like the human race, there are good and bad abnormals." John explained. "The Sanctuary is not a zoo, Randy. Even though we give them food and a place to live, they return the favor by staying in control and by giving a good influence throughout the abnormal world."

"But what about the more dangerous ones? Why keep them?" Randy asked.

"We protect society from them as well as we can. We also learn from them and the more knowledge we have, the better we can prepare ourselves for when the time is needed. We learn from both the lethal and innocent."

"How many are there?" Randy asked. John smiled and started walking away,

"Honestly, I don't know."

Up ahead down the long corridor, the sound of a girl singing resonated into their ears. It was beautiful and perfectly in tune. Randy and John stood there, eyes closed, enjoying the soothing symphony of notes. Randy opened his eyes to see a girl with wings flying above them. Randy was shocked, he thought she was an angel. He gasped and tripped back on his feet.

John caught him and patted his back. The girl giggled, landed with a wisp of air, and her wings folded closely to her back. John smiled, "Hello Sophie, what are you doing up this late? You have school tomorrow."

Sophie rolled her eyes, "I know I do John, I just had to release some energy is all." Sophie admitted. She was fidgeting with her hands and looking down at her feet. John saw that there was more, Randy saw that too. "You're still thinking about what your father said a few months ago, aren't you?"

Sophie looked up and nodded, tears in danger of falling from her cheeks. John opened up his arms and Sophie jumped into his chest. She started sobbing and sniffling but no tears came out. Sophie had been through too much to let weakness over power her emotions. But tears don't mean weakness, They mean emotion, and that was something Sophie needed to control.

Randy watched as John calmed her down bringing peace to the young girl. She was about 15 or 16. Lean muscled and well into shape for her age. Her hair was blonde, almost white, and it elongated down to her lower back. Randy observed that there was a scar over her left shoulder and went down to her lower back, where her tank-top didn't cover.

Her eyes were sky blue and lips pick as pink could be. Her face looked young but her emotions told him a different story. She was obviously scarred and well experienced in life. She looked like the kind of girl you would want to be friends with just because she's that friendly. But she also looks like the kind of girl you do NOT want to mess with.

Sophie finally stopped, stepped back and looked at Randy. Instantly she wiped her eyes and her mood changed, "Hi! I'm Sophie," She greeted, "You must be Randy, right?"

Randy nodded. She smiled and looked at John with a look in her eye that Randy interpreted as, "You really know how to pick 'em." She giggled and flew away, "Good Night!"

John waved back and we resumed the tour. Randy was really amazed. John was like an older brother to her. He really admired guys like that. It made him feel like he could really trust in people and that there's more than meets the eye. And John has proven that statement multiple times within the last hour. John was like a Sanctuary too.

John led Randy back to the elevator the door was about to close when a voice screamed, "Hey wait! Hold open the door!" Randy quickly pressed the open button and on the other side was the kid he saw earlier. "Thanks!" Ade thanked.

"Oh, Hi Adrian! Done training?" John asked. Adrian stepped into the elevator dressed in his training gear. He only came up to Randy's upper chest. He had black hair that was flat on top and spiked up towards the front and sides. He had piercing black eyes that felt like they were peering into your soul. He had light brown skin and a scar that ran up his left arm.

"Yup, you distracted me for a moment though. That punch would've broken a normal person's jaw." Ade said, and then he looked at Randy, "No offense by the way."

Randy raised an eyebrow, who did this kid think he was. He looked like any normal kid. Ade wiped his face with the towel around his neck and gulped down the water bottle he had in his hand. Ade sighed as the he emptied the contents of the bottle rejuvenating his young physique. Then he glared at Randy in the eye.

Randy watched Adrian's eyes glow silver for a split second, and then an upset expression grew on his face. "Hey! I'm not a Mexican! I'm Filipino!" Adrian exclaimed. John smacked Adrian on the shoulder. "What did I say about using your telepathic werewolf powers on people?" John warned.

Adrian sighed, "Sorry." He looked up at John, "Force of habit. I'm just... tired right now. I just want to keep my guard up is all" John sighed too. Randy just raised an eyebrow. Did John just say telepathic werewolf powers?

"It's okay," Randy comforted, "You just read my opinion on you was, didn't you?" Randy asked. Adrian looked up in surprise; Randy had just understood who he was. "Yeah, I did. How did you know?" Adrian asked.

"Yes Randy, how did you know?" John asked along. John already knew the answer, but he was interested what Randy was thinking.

"You're a teenager. You just admitted you wanted to keep your guard up. Usually emotion instability is caused by either depression. And usually teen depression, someone of your caliber, is caused by an ending relationship." Randy explained himself. John smirked; Randy had hit the nail on the head.

Adrian was speechless. He smirked and looked at John, giving him a look that Randy interpreted as, "He's a smart one John. I like him!"

"You better explain everything to this one John, I think he's gonna be here for a while." Adrian advised. John grinned, "Don't worry, I will." The elevator finally reached their designated floor.

John exited the elevator with Randy behind him. John turned around and said, "You better get some sleep now. You only have 5 hours of shut eye." John ordered. Adrian rolled his eyes, "I know, I know." Adrian pressed button for the 3rd floor. He looked at Randy then at John, then back at Randy. Adrian said "He's" then mouthed the letters H-O-T then winked just as the door closed.

John had a, "I'm gonna kill that kid," look on his face. Randy got the message too. He knew he was going to like it here. John sighed deeply and started walking across the tiled floor of the Sanctuary's main floor.

Randy followed John into a living room filled with furniture, cushions, and beautiful décor. There was also a door on the left side wall that John said that lead to the kitchen. It was like Randy stepped through a portal that transported him from a scene from to Harry Potter. Randy stuck his hands in his pockets as he walked into the room making himself comfy.

"I'm guessing very few people have ever seen what you just showed me." Randy assumed.

"Very few." John answered firmly.

"How do you keep this secret? How do you keep all of this under the radar?" Randy asked, raising his arms when he said, "all."

"Very carefully." John said, "The inhabitants of the Sanctuary survival depends on this secret. John sat down on one of the sofas and Randy followed in suit. When Randy was about to sit down, the door open and came through some kind of monster, holding a tea set on a silver tray.

"Whoa!" Randy screamed jumping behind the couch. The creature gasped. It was about 7ft tall, built, humanoid shaped, and vaguely familiar. It was wearing all black clothing and its hair was wild and messy. His face was worn and wrinkled as if it had been through a lot. John laughed and raised a hand in comfort.

"Its alright, it's alright." John comforted, "He's afraid of you and you are afraid of him." Randy took a deep breathe and pressed his body up against the wall. He was completely terrified and immobile by fear. The creature balanced the tray in his hands and gently placed the tea set on the coffee table. It poured the tea into small cups and placed them on tiny china plates. He picked them up and gave one to John.

"Thank you" John gratified. The creature smiled, turned to Randy, and held out the cup.

"Um, um," Randy stuttered, "No thank you." Randy fake smiled, holding his breathe, hoping the creature wouldn't hurt him. The creature frowned shrugged his shoulders, as to what Randy took as, "Suit yourself."

The creature walked away with the tea cup in hand and exited the room through the same door he came through. Before closing the door, it nodded towards John and John nodded back in gratitude. Randy watched as the door closed.

He exhaled and took deeps breathes. "That…thing…that's your patient?" Randy asked.

"Past patient for the record." John took a sip of his tea, "After I saved his life by prying a few bullets out of his body, he didn't want to leave. I suspect that he was forced out of his real home and was searching for a new one." Randy rose and eyebrow.

John took another sip and continued, "So I gave him a home. Plus, I don't think he appreciates you calling him a "thing," so to speak."

Randy huffed, "Why me?" He sat down on an arm rest chair across from John/

John smiled; he was waiting for this question too. "I think you can play a great part in the Sanctuary, Randy. I believe you can affect the abnormal world in many ways."

"So you want me to help you capture monsters? I thought I was just here to find the kid?" Randy asked.

"We prefer to call them abnormals. And yes, you are, but I think you could do so much more than a small case like this." John explained from his seat. "And I think our patients deserve a place where they can feel safe. So we can learn from them."

Randy leaned over in his seat. "Wait wait wait," Randy gestured his hands along with his words, "My heads still on another topic. Are you offering me a job right now?"

John finished his tea and set down the cup, "I'm giving you a chance to find the answers that you've been trying to find on your own. You've had very little progress. And I'm the only one who can help you discover them."

Randy's jaw dropped. His mind was back on, "How much does this guy know," instead of the amazed attitude he was in before a few minutes ago. He was in one helluva emotional roller-coaster. Plus he was thinking that John was a complete loon again.

Randy chuckled at his thoughts. John raised an eyebrow and crossed his legs. "You think my offer is funny?"

"No" Randy answered, "I'm just…"

"Afraid?" John added.

Randy shook his head and put his hand in the air, "You work with monsters!"

"These monsters are real. They deserve the respect and worth just as any other organism. They have as much of right to live as we do. But what do we do? We rebuke them. We subjugate them. Worst of all, we pretend they don't even exist." John argued putting out very very good points.

Randy blinked and settled back into his chair. His mind was tinkering around and wondering about John's words.

John smiled and gave more for Randy to think about. John gave another example, but Randy was zoned out. His mind was racing back to the memories of his mother.

"….And they need our help. Your help Randy." John finished. Randy sighed. He propped his arm on the arm rest, rested his chin in his palm and looked around.

"I still don't get why you need me?" Randy asked. (A/N Teeheeheehee! He'll be saying that a lot!)

"Because I need someone who can see behind the surface of avergability. To be able to see things as what they really are inside and not what everyone can see." John stated.

Randy knitted his eyebrows together still confused, "But I profile criminals, not monsters."

John smiled, "Oh? Can't you see the irony in that? You have been profiling monsters all along. And some of those "monsters" are innocent and harmless." Randy shook his head in disagreement. John was really starting to tick him off.

"Randy, you of all people should see that there's so much you can do. Where others are deceived, you are not. You are able to find the truth and justice. Good people have come and gone, but great people are able to see past the horizon of reality. That is why they are so famous and well known. It is because they've seen more. But, the best ones, dare to believe in the unbelievable."

Randy's jaw dropped again for the umpteenth time that night. He sat there thinking about what he should do. While he was sitting, John's phone went off. John got up and checked it.

4:27 AM

Number 4 line.
Tunnel 5.
NOW.-C

"We found him."

New York City
Subway Tunnels

Randy and John walked into the tunnel and saw the police officers that Cody took out along with other officers who must have been there to rescue them. They heard them talking about the kid and the man who had knocked them out.

John walked over to a metal grate and kicked it open. Randy followed and closed it behind him. He wiped the grime from the bars on his jeans and lit his flashlight.

"Who told you the boy was done here anyways?" Randy asked.

"I did!" answered an unknown voice from behind him. Randy flashed the light in his eyes. The guy didn't even flinch at the bright light. It was the guy that almost hit him earlier tonight. "I've been tracking the little bugger all night."

"Who the hell are you?" Randy asked.

"Who the fuck are you?" Cody replied.

"You said you had him Cody." John stated.

"I did, until the tunnel service arrived." Cody answered. Randy looked back and forth at the two. He was SO confused!

"But still," John said, "Knocking out two men."

"It not like I've done that before," Cody answered. It seemed like this isn't the first time he's had this argument with John. "Besides, They were going to get themselves killed if I didn't do anything." Randy flashed his light around and saw something move. He looked at the arguing two and shut them up. He nodded his head in the direction from where the sound came from. John and Cody immediately pulled out their pistols and pointed them in Randy's general direction.

Randy slowly crept along the dark, murky, sewer floor. He shined his light inside the crate where he saw the movement from and peered inside. Inside was the kid. He looked like he was frightened and was shifting towards the farthest corner of the enclosed space.

Randy slowly raised his hand to show that he wasn't going to hurt him. "Its okay, I'm not going to hurt you." The kid glared at Randy. All of a sudden, something slithered out of the kid's shirt and hissed at bronzed man.

Cody saw this and the dashing man dashed over, tackled Randy to the side, saving his life. The snake like "thing" retracted and hissed again.

"Don't hurt him!" John ordered, "We need him alive!" John stepped in front of the crate and pointed his gun at the boy. Cody got up and pointed his gun too. Randy looked up thinking, "DAMN! Those two look HOT!" Randy shook his head from his thoughts and got up too.

"We are not going to hurt you," John gently stated towards the boy. The boy looked confused as if he didn't understand. "Do you understand me?" John asked. The boy slowly stepped out of the crate and out into the open. The snake like "thing" petruding out from his shirt slithered and hissed just like a snake as the boy stood up. It looked like an eel with four pronged mouth as its head.

Cody let his guard down, but as soon as he did that, the snake thing lunged and bit him in the shoulder. Cody bellowed in pain and fell to the ground. John instantly reacted and leant down to aid Cody. The snake "thing" was about to go for John but Randy got its attention.

Randy distracted "it" and lured it away. John helped Cody back to his feet and watched Randy. He raised his gun and shot the boy in the back of the neck. The boy collapsed on the ground and Randy saw that John shot him with a tranquilizer dart.

John immediately ran over and checked the boys pulse. He glared at Cody, "All of this could have been avoided."

Cody shook his head as if he's heard this many times before, "I know! These tunnels stink and I need a shower. I really don't need a lecture right now." Cody complained.

Randy looked at Cody, "You okay?"

"Ugh, yeah." Cody cringed at the movement.

"Who are you?" Randy asked.

John looked up and answered, "Dr. Orton, this is Cody….. my son."

Sanctuary
Infirmary

Back at the Sanctuary, John was bandaging up Cody's shoulder. They were in the infirmary wing of the main mansion. Randy was on a bed, propped on his elbow, watching as John did his job. "SO I guess you guys do this often?" Randy assumed.

Cody laughed, "This is nothing." Cody looked up, "Hey, dad, do you remember the year I turned 18?" Cody looked back at Randy. "We captured an entire den of rogue werewolves. It was so intense." Randy raised an eyebrow. He didn't believe any of this shit coming out of this kid's mouth.

"No, I mean, John was there too, and a local, who looked a lot like Brad Pitt. He was H-O-T hot! He was smoking!" Cody laughed. John lightly smacked the back of his son's head.

"What? Even you thought Brad Pitt is hot." Cody complained. John rolled his eyes. He looked over his shoulder and smirked.

"Please forgive me Randy. Cody may be rude, but he makes up for it in the field." Cody just smiled at the semi compliment. He looked at Cody, "And Randy is our guest. Don't just talk about things of these kinds subjects. Especially, "those" subjects. John raised his hands to air quotes.

"Whatever" Cody laughed, "He's going to be here for a while. Besides, you're the single one here. I already have a Teddy bear.." John smacked Cody's head again. Randy giggled. Cody just whimpered and glared at Randy.

"Sorry, dad." Cody apologized. "But anyways, there were like 12 werewolves, and we had to track them all night through a 200 acre forest."

Randy shook his head, "You're making this up, right?" Cody turned his head in confusion, "You got the tour right? How could you not believe?" Randy shook his head again in disbelief.

"There you are Codes. Good as new." John said fixing the bandage on Cody's arms.

"Thank you very much!" Cody smiled and slipped on his jacket, "Now if you excuse me, I'll be on my way. I need to meet up with someone."

"Who?" John asked.

"Just Ted, he has some new gear that he wants to sell. Plus, he's giving me a discount since he is my boyfriend." Cody playfully explained.

"You're gay?" Randy asked.

"Uhhh, yeah!" Cody laughed, "Didn't my dad tell youuuu…" Realization hit Cody's face. "Uh oh! I'm gonna go now!" Confusion appeared on Randy's face, "Great! There's more!" He thought. He looked back at John who had shame on his face.

"What is he talking about? John?" Randy asked. John just looked away. He took a deep breathe and regained his composure.

"Randy, I feel that I need to explain more about myself." He walked towards the door and hung up his doctor's coat. He waved for Randy to follow him. Randy got up and followed John up a flight of stairs and into what guessed as John office.

Randy took a seat at one of the chairs in front of the maple wood desk. John took the seat next to the him and stared into the younger man's stormy blue eyes.

"Randy, what I'm about to tell you is nothing compared to the secrets I uphold. But, I'm concerned you will not like it. Although, I am about to answer one of your life's questions. This is the only way I can get you to fully trust me." John explained. Randy crossed his arms.

"Try me." Randy smirked.

John sighed, "I'm gay."

"You're gay?" Randy gently responded, "I'm okay with that, but how does this affect me?"

John sighed again, "Randy, all your life, you have pushed off feelings that you regret. I've read your psychological records. You should know where I'm going here?"

Randy nodded, "You're saying I'm gay?" John nodded. Randy knitted his eyes together. What the hell was John talking about? He has….had a girlfriend…and he has a KID! Randy was getting pissed off again.

"Listen, Randy, I know what you're thinking, but what I'm saying is true. And so do you. Please, trust me." John pleaded. John's adorable fazed Randy's anger, but it wasn't enough.

"Why should I trust you? You just told me I was gay. Prove yourself!" Randy screamed. He stood up and picked John up by the collar of his shirt. Randy's stormy blues meeting with John's deep oceans.

"Fine, I will." John retorted. He smacked away the younger man's hand, grabbed Randy by the neck and waist, and pulled the golden god in for an unforgettable kiss. Randy's eyes popped open and flailed his limbs in resistance, but John held on.

All of a sudden, something was let free inside Randy. He instantly felt….stable. Something he hadn't felt in a long long long time. (A/N: That's not the only thing or things that are long. XD) His mind turned to gravy as the kiss prolonged.

Randy gave in, letting his eyes lull close; enjoying the feel of another mans lips on his. The kiss was rough, but that's how Randy liked it. The feel of John's sweet lips against his was sending lighting through his veins. A sense of love pounded in his heart.

Finally, John pulled off for a gasp of air. It seemed like the kiss would never end but it was only for about 20 seconds. The way John was touching him made want more. Randy was speechless, this man had turned his life around…forever.

A/N: Yay! PLEASE REVIEW!