Summary: Why 2012 was not John Cena's best year at all. The blows he got dealt by life that almost destroyed the men that was John Cena.

Pairings: John/Randy, others will also be featured

Warning: Slash, Violence, Drama, Mpreg, Cena and Orton will be a bit AU in their personalities, I will be switching among different points of views throughout the story. I will not label the points of view but the story's lay out is clear enough that you will not be confuse as to who is speaking or whose thoughts are you reading.

Disclaimer: The WWE, its characters, employees, slogans, and music DOES NOT belong to me. If it did Raw and Smackdown would not be on USA or SyFy it would be on the playboy channel. All that belongs to me is the plot and the Orton-Cena children. Elizabeth and Samantha do not exist in this world.

A/N: For the sole purpose of my plot, injuries and/or story lines will be added, adjusted, or completely taken out.

Now onto better things!

xoxo, WritingGhost

When John woke up he knew it was a new day as he heard Jeff and Phil shuffle about the room. He could not move for anything in the world. The weight he felt he felt in his chest, the heaviness he felt in his heart was too much to bear. He did not want to get up. Every part of his body hurt as bad as if he had been in a hell in a cell match with the Big Show and that was saying something. It might be a new day but he felt as if he were facing the last day of the rest of his life.

He heard Jeff giggling and he knew that Phil was probably tickling him. He shifted in bed trying to borrow into the covers of the bed trying to shut off the world. He did not want to eat, go out, do his job; he did not want to wrestle. He just wanted to sleep, he just felt so damn tired. He did not want to face the world without Randy by his side anymore.

His life was crumbling and no one was paying attention to it. He finally knew the answer to the question he had once asked Randy in one of their many legendary arguments. If a tree fell down and no one was around to hear it, did it make a sound? The answer was yes. The tree would know because it was the one getting cut down. No one else had to be present. He just sighed and pulled the covers around him.

He listened again to the Brooks family. As Phil said sweet things to Jeff as Jeff -he assumed from the sucking noises- nursed their daughter. A family moment: That was what the Brooks were having. Something he had once dreamed of having and sharing with Randy. Now that was all it was going to be, a dreamed he had once dreamed of sharing with Randy. He moved his hands towards his stomach and caressed it. How sad it was that he was never going to have a baby boy with his dimples and Randy's eyes.

He tried to sleep he really did. But with the sounds of a nursing baby, a giggly Jeff, and a naughty Phil he knew that eventually he would have to get up. Whether he wanted to or not, he would have to face the world. Face the fact that Randy will not be by his side. That he was alone again. Alone without the men he loves beyond immeasurable limits and without his family. All of which he had to give up when he came out to his family and told them he was dating a man; the man being Randy. His father had disowned him but he had taken it in stride. As long as he had Randy, he had a family. They were going to make a family of their own. He chuckled bitterly. Now look at him, he was all alone. No Randy and no family. The silver lining to his fairytale, he had given up his family to form one. Now he had neither, so much for his happy ending.

John decided to just lie in bed and do nothing. Maybe if he played dead, Phil will leave him the hell alone. He knew for a fact that Phil was just going to hound him for half the day until he gave up the entire story. Then follow that by complete hour of bitching just to get his way. John did not mind if Phil were to tell him what do at all. Because the reality was that he had no idea what to do with his life both professional and personal. As Randy was one of the most important part of it if not the main part of it. He wished he could be alone so that he could wallow in his misery and boy did he just want to just stay in bed cry, wallow, eat ice cream, watch the women's channel, and then cry some more.

John realized that the hotel room was completely silent. So he shut his brain off and tried to take in his surroundings. He did not hear anything out of the norm but a swishing sound. That was the preceding sound of the body that landed on top of him. The oxygen in his body left as the weight on top of shifted and sat in a comfortable position on top of him. He grabs the men sitting on top of him by the hips and tried throw him off of him. But then another weight landed on top of him and this one proceeded to tickle him mercilessly.

"STOP!" John exclaimed between puffs of breath.

"Rise and shine John boy," Phil exclaimed as he pulled John into a sitting position.

As John sat against the headboard Jeff sat next to him all the while shifting his body under John right arm to cuddle with him. Phil moved towards the desk in the bedroom and brought back to the bed a huge breakfast tray. As Phil lifted the cover off of the tray to reveal of John's favorite they were enough of them to tell him that the three of them were going to have breakfast in bed. Jeff shifted his body out of beneath John's arms to produce three spoons and forks. He handed one of each to both Phil and John.

Jeff, John, and Phil proceeded to destroy the breakfast fest in front of them. Soon the tray was on the floor with all six utensils with only crumbs in it. On the bed Jeff laid on the right side rubbing his belly, John was lying on his bell with his head buried on the pillows behind him, and Phil was sitting Indian style to John's left drinking a diet Pepsi. Jeff, John, and Phil were all lying on the same bed thinking. Unknowingly all three men were thinking about the same thing, Randy and John.

"John?" Phil said between sips of his soda.

"Yea?" John responded while looking at Phil with one eye.

"You know that eventually you're going you have to tell me what happened between you and that stupid snake."

"I know … Here it goes, after I left the arena after Raw was done I decided to head straight to the hotel instead of going to the club with the other guys. Randy had said he was going to come down to meet at the hotel. So that's I headed to the hotel a few hours earlier. When I got there I caught Randy with Morrison having sex. So have it that's what happened."

"So when it comes down to it. Randy and Morrison planned this ahead of time and it might've not been the first time at that." Jeff said.

"Yea basically," John said "What am I going to do guys? My live has evolved around Randy for the last eight years! I don't know who I am without him. There's no John without Randy!"

"Well," Phil said, "This might be your chance for you to do that. Whether you go away or you stay here. This might be the chance you need to fine who you really are John. Define yourself without Randy by your side."

"John," Jeff said as he grabbed his hand, "You don't need Randy with you for you to be yourself. You are an amazing person with or without Randy. You don't a man to define who you are."

"I guess you're both right," John stated, "It's time to find who John Cena really is."