Jeff was taken to the hospital and diagnosed with a severe concussion. He was going to be missing quite a bit of ring time because the doctor said in no uncertain terms that Jeff was not allowed to compete for at least a month or two. Vince was furious because not only was his top baby face down, but a personal backstage thing had been taken in front of the audience without his permission. Matt told Vince about what Randy had been doing lately, just so the boss could take that into consideration when it came to what Randy's punishment would be. Nobody knew what the billionaire was going to do, but with the foul mood he was in, Orton's future with the company looked grim.

Matt couldn't take solace in that fact just yet though. His brother was hurt, nobody could actually find Randy, and even with the Legend Killer possibly getting fired, it didn't guarantee Jeff's safety. Randy could still try to come after him if he wanted to.

"I shouldn't have gone out there," Jay said. He, Matt and Adam were all gathered around Jeff's hospital bed. Jeff still hadn't woken up yet. "God, what was I thinking?"

"I'd like to know the same thing," Matt muttered. He was trying very hard not to blame anyone but Randy for this, but his irrational, overprotective big brother side was getting in the way of that.

Jay glared at him. "You know, I'm blaming myself here enough for the both of us. And while we're on the subject of blame, why the hell didn't you stop him from following me out there? Huh? Tell me the answer to that!"

Matt didn't say anything. He honestly didn't have an answer to that. He really wished he had done that. He should have known something bad would happen as soon as Jeff went to follow Jay out to the ring. God, why had he been so fucking stupid?

Adam put up his hands and motioned for everyone to be quiet. "Guys, this is not the time for this. Who's to blame here is not the issue."

"Oh I'm not too sure about that. I think this is the perfect time to discuss that."

Matt, Jay and Adam all looked up to see that Mark had let himself right into the room. "Oh crap," Adam muttered. "Where the hell did you come from?"

"I got an interesting call from Dave this morning," Mark said as he glared at all three of them. "And he told me that Randy was stalking Jeff. And then when I called Vince about it, he told me everything Matt here told him." He looked like he was just seconds away from chokeslamming someone through a wall (and that was the best case scenario). "Now will one of you idiots please tell me just what were you all thinking?"

Matt gulped and decided to speak up. "Uh…we weren't really thinking about--"

"THAT'S RIGHT, YOU WEREN'T FUCKING THINKING!" Mark shouted at the top of his lungs. "RANDY HAS RAPED JEFF AND ADAM, HE'S BROKEN YOUR FUCKING HAND AGAIN MATT AND HE'S PUNT KICKED BOTH JAY AND JEFF, YET NOBODY FUCKING THINKS TO CALL ME OR TELL VINCE SOONER? YOU DUMB FUCKS ARE SO FUCKING STUPID! A MENTALLY CHALLENGED SQUIRREL WOULD KNOW BETTER THAN YOU FUCKS!"

Adam raised his hand hesitantly. "Uh…where have you ever found a mentally challenged squirrel?"

Mark gave the Rated R Superstar the exact same glare he used in the ring. "DON'T FUCKING QUESTION ME RIGHT NOW BOY! I AM NOT IN THE MOOD!"

Jay gulped. "Mark, I talked to Jeff about what was going on a lot during all this, and he didn't want--"

"I DON'T GIVE A DAMN WHAT HE DID OR DID NOT WANT! YOU SHOULD HAVE PULLED YOUR HEADS OUT OF YOUR ASSES AND CALLED ME! FUCKING HELL, I SHOULD KICK YOUR ASSES UNTIL YOU FORGET YOUR OWN NAMES!"

"Owie. Mark stop yelling, you're making my head hurt more."

All eyes turned to Jeff, who was now waking up. Matt sighed in relief and hugged his younger brother. But then he growled as Jay started moving in on Jeff too. "Hey, this is my hugging time with my little brother. You can take your turn later."

"He's my boyfriend you anal bead," Jay snapped. "So why don't you--"

"Did you just call Matt an anal bead?" Adam asked. "Who calls someone an anal bead?" He looked at Mark like he expected the older man to have the answer.

Mark ignored him and went to stand closer to Jeff. "Kid, do you have any idea how worried I got when I found all this shit out?"

Jeff looked down at his lap. "Sorry Mark."

"Yeah, you better be sorry," Mark muttered. He looked relieved that Jeff was at least awake, but he was still obviously pissed. "I am going to find Randy and I will get him for all of this. And then when your head is not hurting so much, I'm going to yell at all of you again for being too fucking stupid to know when to ask for help."

Great, that just sounds like so much fun, Matt thought to himself. He didn't dare say that out loud though. Mark would probably strangle him if he did.

Adam cleared his throat. "I know this is back tracking a little bit, but has anyone in here actually used anal beads? I mean, I haven't but I've always been kind of curious about them."

The room went completely quiet. Matt stared at the blonde in complete disbelief. "Did you really just ask that?" he asked incredulously. "Did that really come out of your mouth right now?"

Adam just shrugged. "Yeah. What's the problem?"

Jeff tilted his head to the side and blinked a few times. "Maybe it's the concussion talking, but now I'm kind of wondering that too."

Jay rubbed his eyes tiredly. "Jeff, honey, don't let Adam put these thoughts in your head. It's just not healthy and it will hurt your brain more than it already is."

Adam stuck his tongue out at Jay. "Asshole."

Mark just shook his head. "Copeland, you have serious fucking issues. Are you aware of that?"

Adam nodded. "Yeah, I've been told that a few times. I'm okay with that though."

Matt sighed and turned his attention back to Jeff. He didn't like the far away look in Jeff's eyes. It told him that his baby brother was not all the way here with them. The punt had knocked him silly, and it made Matt even more anxious for Mark to destroy Randy. "Jeff?" he said hesitantly.

Jeff mumbled something incoherent before closing his eyes again. Just seconds later, his head drooped off to the side and he was out like a light. Jay and Matt exchanged worried looks before looking up at Mark.

Mark's jaw tightened and scowled. "Randy is a fucking dead man when I get my hands on him.

That was officially the best news Matt had heard all day. He grabbed Jeff's hand and held on to it tightly. Come on Jeff, you need to get better. I'm sorry I let things get this out of control. Fuck, I might beat myself up before Mark gets a chance to do it physically…hell, I deserve it anyway for being so damn stupid.

"You know…nobody answered my question," Adam said in attempt to lighten the mood.

Mark growled. "Copeland--"

"Okay, okay, I'm shutting up now." He pouted just a little bit. "Stupid Deadman jerk."

Mark hit Adam across the side of the head. Matt sighed and he and Jay decided to watch everyone's favorite sport: Mark beating the crap out of Adam. At least this will be a little bit distracting, Matt thought to himself. And I'll take that at the moment.