Teamwork

"Randy?"

The twenty nine year old was all huddled up in his bed, peaceful face and drool seeping from the corner of his lip and John watches him, running his finger down the flesh of Randy's neck, and when he feels Randy's steady, soft breathing, a smile crosses his face as he kisses Randy's forehead.

Randy's eyes slowly flutter. "John." A smile forms on Randy's slips and now, John's heart shatters knowing that he's going to break that smile.

"Randy…"

"Is she okay? I know that she's okay. You found her, right?" Randy's eyes are pooling with hope and you have to crush that hope, John and John's hand brushes along Randy's face which makes Randy know that something's wrong, "John? What happened?" his voice is cracked and the hope is crushed and he looks like a child who's just found out that there's no Santa Clause.

"Randy…she's…there was a lion…and I tried—but—she—"

And that's all that Randy needs before tears fall from his face and sobs falls from his lips and John feels like he doesn't have a heart anymore, swallowed into the ocean of Randy's pain, he sits on the bed and feels Randy's arms wrap around his waist as the tears stained the clothing, all of Randy's emotions just staining and soaking John's clothing and he doesn't really care.

It doesn't take them more than thirty minutes for them both to fall into sleep.

The sound of the door sliding open wakes them all up and they look up to see Miz, who's standing there with ripped clothing and messy hair and he doesn't say a word as he slips into one of the bed and runs his hand through his hair and he looks around, Ted's with Cody, Randy's with John but he's got no one and how he wants to hug someone and cry in their chest.

"Miz?"

"I saw Johnny's body."

Their eyes all fill with concern.

Miz's eyes brim with tears as he stands up and starts shaking, "wedged between the rocks, I think I saw his hand—and when I moved some of the rocks, God, he was there. Smashed. Dead. Blood staining his clothes. And—"he sobs, unable to control the words that are slipping off his tongue as he whimpers and they stare at the once happy superstar but now, staring at him now, breaking and scared, they know that he looks just like a child, unable to understand the full concept of why.

"Those bastards…" he mumbles under his breath.

Ted stands up and walks over to Miz and Miz launches himself to Ted, crying and seems to forget all about his epidemic with Cena and Miz knows that he's never forgotten about his epidemic with John Cena but seeing that body, all bloodied and battered, the blood that stains John Morrison's body, it's scaring the hell out of the Miz just remembering and he watches as Randy and John makes his way to them while Cody stares, unable to move because of his broken leg and they try to calm down the shattered, unable to breathe superstar.

"He's dead…he's really dead…"

When Miz's face is sticky with dry tears, he finally decides to sleep and as Randy and Ted descend to their beds, as Miz instructed, John leans down, "Miz?"

"Yeah?"

"Was it really that horrible?"

Miz shudders and since he's so dry out of tears, he nods his head, "so horrible…so much blood…no one deserves to die that way…"

All John can think of is what would happen to Randy when it's his time and seeing the Miz, he knows that he's never going to cope well and he goes out to think for a moment, remembering the passageway he found in the cave, as the memories hit him with a bang, everything and just everything…they need the fresh air of the city back, they need to go out, they can't stay in this bloodshed forest forever and when he returns to them, he finds Randy and the Miz on the floor, both of them hugging each other tightly as their tear stained faces glint in the moonlight…

It wasn't long until they were out of there.

The passageway that John had found his teddy bear in was the way out, the black tunnels were finally put to use as John tried to guide everyone from memories of his childhood staying here and soon, they were out of that place, into a forest that everyone had known of, and had gotten to a road and the first thing that John wanted to do was to wash this horrible scent off of him. In the end, it was all team effort that had helped Randy get out of his miserable hole enough to find society once again. Randy wouldn't talk to anyone and John felt so guilty about it. Could he have done something about it?

I could've.

Don't blame yourself, John. All my fault.

In the end, they all stay in the same hotel just in case any of them needed anything. Cody and Ted are gone as soon as they check in to check Cody's leg and promised that they'd get Randy his medicine and Randy wants to be in a room alone but John suggests that he'd stay with him anyways. Miz stays just two doors down from John and Randy, talking to John Hennigan's family about John himself, unable to face the fact that his tag team partner's dead but still, able to understand that these things happen and he's supposed to move on but he feels like he can't.

John steps out of the shower, the scent of their adventures and horrors have all faded into nothing as he sits down beside a Randy who had taken a bath ages ago and is now watching an sci-fi movie that John knows Randy has no interest in at all and he sits down next to him, running his hand down Randy's face and Randy looks at him, smiling in the softest way possible, "John?"

"Yeah, Ran?"

"Do you think I could've done anything to save her?"

"No."

Randy bites down his lip and buries his face in his hands, not crying, not sobbing, just trying to think clearly, "how am I going to tell Sammy? She'll be devastated."

"I don't know, Randy."

"My little girl…she didn't even have a chance to say a real word, John. She doesn't know anything or anyone…and she's dead. Kinda makes you think, doesn't it?" his stomach churns as he presses his knees to his stomach, trying to shuffle out the nausea that's building up inside of him.

John nods his head, "but we'll get through this, Randy."

"I don't know about that, John. I don't know anything anymore."

Not another word is uttered through the entire silence as it suffocates both of them. And as the night turns deadly silent, he hears Randy making calls to his doctor and asking him more about his leukemia, but in the end, Randy falls asleep in three in the morning. John doesn't.

They're a team, aren't they?

But Randy has no faith in his team anymore.

Any reviews, sweethearts?

X Sam.