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.

A special thanks to all the reviewers of TGB your input and ideas are truly appreciated john cena good gurl, CenaRKO1986, Vindictive John Dark Fantasy, vampqueen440,Bluestar711, chloeyuki, waldron82, gamesgrl5887, and all of my GUEST reviewers! Thank You!

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Randy knew that he deserved what he got from Punk and more. Did that stop him from being angry at Punk for putting him on the disabled list for two months? No, it didn't, if anything it made him even angrier. Punk had no right to put his grungy hands on him no matter what the hell he did. To be honest he kind of expected John to be the one to beat him senseless. But John wouldn't even hurt a fly, he'd just let it be until it decided to leave on its own.

He knew that from now on he was going to get hell from everyone at work. Everyone and he meant everyone loved John. He was tolerated only because he was a talented wrestler. After that fact no one liked him, and if he was it was because John's good nature reflected off on him. He knew he was a detested person with an even more horrible personality. But for the past eight years John had been the drug he needed to balance him out. He had never been happier than when he was with John. Randy Orton was a man of simple words and in simple words he loves John Cena.

Now if you were smart you'd ask why if he loves or at least loved John as much as he says he does. Why did he hurt John so badly by being cheating on him with John Morrison? What would his response be? He wished he could give a convoluted and out of this world excuse that would exonerate him from the sin he committed. That Morrison had drugged him, or that he was tricked, or even that he was drunk. Any of those would have been acceptable. They would not have changed the fact of what he did, but his cheating would definitely not be as hard to take. A reason that would allow him to live his life knowing that he did not hurt John out of his own free will.

But he'd have to be honest. He'd had to say the truth. It was nothing but the simplest of truths and answers. He had allowed himself to be seduced by John Morrison. He wished he could say that he never saw it coming, that it hit him over the head. But he just wanted to be caught cheating. Why did he allow that to happen? The answer was even simpler than the question asked; it was because he did not want to marry. That was the truth.

Now he realized that he could have easily talked to John and tell him that he did not want to marry. That he wanted to stay with him the way they were. They had been as good as married anyways. Or that he wanted long engagement. But no him being the idiotic bastard that he was, he allowed himself to have sex with John Morrison. Hindsight really is twenty twenty.

He was so disgusted with himself, not only because he hurt and possibly destroyed Cena, but also because he felt dirty. For the eight years he was with John he never once cheated, he had never even looked at another men or woman in a sexual manner. He loves John with every fiber of his being. John is it for him. The moment he took Morrison to bed he felt as if a part of him had died. He felt as if he lost himself. He probably did.

John is his everything he loved him so much. That his heart actually ached sometimes, whenever he thought of John. That he ruined the most amazing relationship he had ever had because of Morrison kills him inside. Morrison who also happened to be one of John's best friends it made him felt as the lowest of the scum on the earth. He had no clue how to fix his relationship with his Johnny.

He did not want his relationship with John to end. He had even kicked out that idiot of Morrison out of his life. He just does not know how to catch a damn clue. For some stupid reason he seemed to believe that he wanted a relationship with him. He did not even want to see Morrison on painting. That was how much he hated the guy now. He knew that not all the blame was to be put on him. But if it weren't for him making himself available he wouldn't have done the first stupid thing that came to his mind. Randy knew he was an idiot but he wanted John back in his life even if it was just as friends.

He would never be satisfied to just have John as a friend. Especially if he remade his life with another man. It would destroy him but John deserves the best and obviously Randy was not best for John. He loves John so much that he would do anything give anything just to turn back time. The pain he felt because of his fractured clavicle paled in comparison to the pain he felt in his chest. Since he got back to what he assumed now was his and John's home of the past eight years, his chest had not stop hurting he felt as if he were going to pass out at any minute.

Every time he closed his eyes all he saw was John giving back his engagement ring. He was dying a slow and painful death and there was no doctor to cure him. He wanted his Johnny back. He knew that he did not function well without John by his side. John was the man that changed him for the best. It was because of John that he was happy, changed his ways of being a party animal; he had become a family man. John was his reason for living, his entire world revolved around him. He did not know how to exist without John by his side.

Before he met John he had been cold hearted, he been selfish, and he had been arrogant. He had not been faithful to anyone. He had not believed in love. He just used others- men and women alike- to satisfy himself and then he'd throw them away. Love to him was for Disney princesses and he did not believed in fairytales. But the day he first saw John his entire world had stopped.

It was like the room had frozen at that moment and the only thing he could see was John smiling, his dimples cutting his cheeks, and his blue eyes were shining brighter than a Caribbean sky. He had actually frozen on the spot he had been standing on and was swept away by the sound of John's laughter. He had not believed in love but he had fallen in love at first sight. Afterwards he slowly started to change himself so that he could impress John when he asked him out. It took him seven years before he had it in him to ask John out. The rest as they say was history. To this day Randy was as in love with John as he had been when he first saw him and heard his laughter.

He knew what he did wrong. He knew why he did it. But for the life of him he did not know how to fix the mess he created. He had no clue how to go about fixing what he broke. What he broke being his and John's relationship. As he walked towards the liquor cabinet to grab a bottle of Bailey's he heard the front door crashed. He did not even bother to react. As he knew it was Cody and Ted that let themselves into his house. No one else would have dared to do that.

"What in the blue hell were you thinking?" was the first thing that came out of Cody's mouth after he settled his three year old daughter in the potable crib Randy had set up for his goddaughter in the living room.

Randy knew better than to answer Cody's question so he sat back on the couch. Randy tried to relax and get himself ready for the dressing-down of his life. Not to mention the fact that Cody was pregnant with his and Teddy's second child. So when you factor in the hormones he knew he was screwed. What he wanted to do at the moment was to smack the grin Ted was sporting right off his face. Everyone knew that Ted loved when Cody ranted at anyone for anything. He found it his personal source of amusement and he always just sat back and enjoyed the show. Which Ted was doing right now as he got himself comfortable on his own damn couch.

"You know Randy; we have known each other since we were children. While most of the people who we have known and met on our lives didn't believe in you or still don't. Teddy and I have always believed in you and known that you had the potential to be an amazing man. When you got with John you proved me right and everyone who doubted you wrong. And you know what pisses me off? Huh, Randy?" Cody said.

"Cody, you…" Randy started to answer.

"Don't even bother with your excuses. I don't give a damn about them. How could you do that to do John? How could you do that to yourself! Do you even know how good you and John are together? How perfect the two of you are? How you guys are meant to be together? Do you know how many people wish they could have what you and John do? You guys have the real thing. Of course you either did know and didn't care or you do and had to be stupid enough to get scared and screw it up! Which one is it? And you better start explaining yourself mister."

"Cody, please sit down. You're pregnant; the last thing I want is for your blood pressure to go up," Randy watch as Cody sat down in huff next to Ted, "It was the second one. I know it's stupid because we had been together for eight years. But when I realized that I was going to tie myself down to someone for the rest of my life I got scared.

"It was the most stupid thing I've ever done. Cody please believe me when I say that. I love john more than anything in world. I still want to be with him. I just don't know how to fix this."

"Well Randy," It was Ted who answered, "First things first, you're going to stay sober, drinking will not solve anything or help anyone. Second, you're going to explain yourself to John and hope he understands your idiocy. Third, you're going to grovel and do everything possible under God's burning sun to get him back. Am I understood?"

"Yes, sir," Randy answered.

Randy watched as Ted rubbed Cody's four month belly. This was one of the things he wanted with John, but had to wait for because of their careers. For the past six months they had been trying but it had so far been proven a fruitless effort. While he had never before wanted a child, with John that changed, he wanted a house full of them. Now he was terrified at the idea that that may never happened for them.

Randy closed his eyes and leaned back against the couch. As he fingered the engagement ring John had given back to him. He was going to make it right. He swore on God that he was going to fix the mess he create it and get his John back. If that was the last thing he could do the least he could do was heal John's heart.