(I hope you all enjoyed your week. This story is nearing its end with perhaps three or four more chapters left. Jo Atkins, you asked for John to be kidnapped by Dean but it did not seem to fit into this scenario so we wrote a two chapter alternate ending for you. It will be posted soon under our Twisted Tales one shots.)

Time passed with Randy growing well enough to be released. John contacted Randy's bus driver and he picked them up at the hospital, heading back to Randy's home in Missouri. Roman was back on the road with Seth but he promised to meet them soon at Randy's place. John relaxed beside Randy in his bed in the sleeping area, looking at Facebook on his iphone. Randy shifted on the bed as he tried to rest. Sadly much of his time rest was plagued by nightmares of the ordeal.

John felt Randy shift and looked down at him from where he sat. "You okay, Daddy?"

Randy opened his eyes, looking. "Sorry, Babe...just more of the same." He sighed.

John sat his phone down and laid beside Randy to offer comfort. "It will probably take time, Daddy. You went through a traumatic experience."

"I know, Baby." Randy moved closer to John. "Can't help but wonder how long...will it be always?"

"I don't know, Daddy. Maybe a therapist could help?" John put an arm around Randy. "Damn, I missed this."

"Yeah...me too, Johnny." Randy sighed. "Maybe I do. Just some things I can't share."

"Too hard to talk about...or you mean the supernatural shit?" John asked, tracing Randy's arm tattoos with his finger.

"The supernatural. They would think I need to be medicated." The younger man sighed.

John nodded. "Yeah, I see your point. I wouldn't believe it myself if I hadn't lived it." He looked at his boyfriend with longing. "Kiss me? Seems like it's been so long."

Randy tried not to shake. He had a hard enough time even holding his boyfriend let alone kissing. He wanted to, he longed to but something held him back. He moved to face John more. "Okay, Baby." He moved to be over John slightly. He leaned down, pecking at his lips lightly.

Having been with Randy so many years John could feel something off in the kiss. It felt forced and he could almost feel his boyfriend's fear and hesitation. "I'm sorry, Daddy. I shouldn't have asked...it's too early." He said, his voice cracking slightly.

Randy moved to lay back next to John. "I...I had to try, Babe."

John swallowed his disappointment at how chaste the kiss had been. He knew it would take time. "Yeah...thanks, Daddy."

"Ba-Baby...pl-please don't be upset." Randy felt himself shake with the nerves he felt.

John tried to give Randy a dimpled smile. "I'm not, Daddy. I know it will take time. I just missed you is all."

"Sorry, Baby." Tears wanted to fill Randy's eyes. He closed them lightly with a sigh.

John stroked Randy's arm, not wanting to spook him further by pulling him close. "Don't apologize. You can't help how you feel. You'll kiss me when you're ready."

"I want to, Babe...that's the problem. I want to...but...I don't know." He tried to explain.

"You're afraid I'll turn into him?" John asked, trying to understand.

"I have no idea, Johnny...I...I don't want to second guess. I know better. I know it's you. I don't know why I panicked." Randy seemed at a loss.

"It's okay. Really, Ran. We'll get you home where you can relax." John tried to make his boyfriend at ease. "Roman said he'll be in either sometime tonight or early morning."

"Okay, Babe...sounds good. How much longer do we have and any clue how long after we get in do I expect Ma to show up?"

"Uh, we should be there soon I think. Your mom said she's coming to see you tomorrow. So you have a day before the mothering begins." John said the last line jokingly.

"Good, I need some breathing room." Randy sighed.

John chuckled at Randy's comment. "Yeah, your mom means well but loves to dote on you."

"Being the oldest, yet I am still her baby." Randy faintly rolled his eyes.

"That's how moms are. Elaine is a great lady though." John commented. The men arrived back to Randy's a short time later. Randy was able to walk on his own but was still slow so John carried all the luggage and thanked the driver. When Randy punched in the security code at the front door and they went inside John gave a sigh. "Finally. Somewhere to relax and no traveling." He sat the bags down to slip off his shoes.

Randy nodded, looking around some. What was he hesitant about? He hated feeling this way. John did not notice Randy's reaction and gave him a smile. "I'll bet it feels good to be back home again huh?"

Randy jumped a little. "What? Oh, yeah, Babe." His voice and look said he may not be sure.

John looked at Randy confused. "What's wrong?"

Randy shook his head. "Nothing, Baby...just jumpy I guess. I partly can't shake those odd figures I saw. Maybe it was just a dream, I don't know."

"I can understand that, Ran." John chuckled as he picked up the bags, heading for the master bedroom they always shared. "Maybe it was Roman watching over you."

Randy watched John then followed him. "Why do you say that?"

John shrugged as he walked. "No idea...I guess just knowing Roman isn't exactly human and how much he worries about you. Also, I was crying and he told me he gave me his word you would be okay."

"Oh." Randy said faintly. "I...I was told something. But it was from...well, Dean so I don't know if I should believe it." Randy sat on the bed.

"Oh yeah?" John placed their bags on the floor and sat on the large bed too. "What did he say?"

"Th...um." Randy took a deep breath. "Th...that Roman was re-related." Randy lowered his head, shaking it. "Forget it. He was just trying to get in my head."

"No, tell me." John insisted. "If he's lying he's lying. Roman will always be honest with us."

Randy lifted his head back up. "That the reason Roman isn't exactly...human. He is related to...well...a deity of death...well, a guardian. He compared them to Hades."

"Really?" John looked thoughtful then smiled. "Damn, that's cool. My master's related to Hades."

"You think it's cool?" Randy raised a brow. He then sighed. "He tried to get me to believe that a person like that can't really love someone."

"Yes, I think it's cool. He's like a real life superhero." John replied. "The other part is a lie though. Human or not Master Roman loves us. Anyone can see how much he cares."

"I told Dean it didn't matter. I knew it wasn't true. As for a real life superhero...he isn't Hercules."

"He looks like him though." John joked as he pulled off his shirt and socks to get comfortable. "And he can make us both melt."

Randy nodded."Th-that's why I can't believe him saying it was an act...that Roman can't love."

"I know he does. Ran, he took such good care of me while you were gone...I couldn't have coped without him." John admitted. "Although he did want to punish me once...I jerked off in the backseat of the car thinking about you and I came without permission."

"Oh? Um...how bad was the punishment?" Randy removed his shirt before moving back on the bed to try to relax.

"He didn't in the end." John admitted, a little ashamed. "We were both tired and stressed. He told me to strip and threatened to put the cage back on. I snapped and said it was worth it to...f-feel you again. He went into the bathroom and told me to think about my mistake. He was in there so long I fell asleep. I woke up with a nightmare awhile later and we had a fight. We made up in the end...He said he was sorry he put being a Dom before a lover."

"I see." Randy said. "That is what you wanted him to be though wasn't it?"

John nodded. "Yeah just at that time I needed the comfort. I was missing you so much and was so exhausted I was on edge I guess."

"He does seems to read us so well, Babe." Randy gave a faint yawn. "Sorry, Johnny."

"It's okay. You can take a nap if you want to." John told him.

"Stay with me? You can put the TV on." Randy offered.

"Sure." John went to turn on the TV. He stripped down to his boxers before climbing in bed by the Viper. Randy moved to strip before climbing under the blankets. He curled next to John, closing his eyes. John loved the feeling of his Daddy near him as he let him rest, watching a movie with the volume down. He did not push himself on the younger man by pulling him close, just relaxed and let Randy feel him there.

The movie was almost over when John's phone went off. John hurried to lean and grab the phone, worried it would wake Randy. "Hello?" He kept his voice soft.

"Sorry, am I calling at a bad time?" Roman asked. "Just wanted to see you guys got in okay."

"No, it's fine, Sir." John assured him. "We got in fine. Randy was tired so he's resting while I watch TV."

"Physically and mentally I am sure." Roman admitted. "Seth sends his best of course."

"It's appreciated." John moved slowly to stand and and walked out of the room to the hallway where he could talk. "Yeah, Randy has been having a hard time. He tried to kiss me on the bus and it seemed...forced. He even looked uneasy in his own home when we arrived."

"Damn...well, let him know...Dean is no longer an issue." Roman told him in quite a sure tone.

"Really? Did the police find him?" John asked in a hopeful voice

"Something more...guaranteed." Roman spoke in a cool tone. "You said he is asleep. I am sure it has hit the dirt sheets by now."

"Yeah, there have been rumors." John paused. "May I ask you a question, Sir? Ran said Dean told him you are related to an...entity of death. Is that true?"

Roman gave a slow dragged out sigh. "Would my answer change things either way?"

"No, we are just both wondering." John answered. "We want to know about the man we...love, Sir. I think the shadows Randy can't forget were you watching over him."

"More like a watcher of souls, then death itself." Roman explained. He was alone in the room so he didn't have to worry about Seth. "The shadows I think may have been minions of hers. As for Dean...he is back by her side." He gave a faintly cold laugh. "Or shall I say more so at her feet. The fire was staged by her."

"Damn." John's grin could almost be felt on the phone. "It's nothing less than what he deserved. Will he ever return to our world?"

"I don't know...technically he can...if she ever loosened his leash." Roman faintly chuckled. "He had been warned already though. If he is ever allowed back and he tries anything like this again it will be his last action on earth."

John let out a breath. "We are indebted to her. It is a huge relief not to worry about him trying anything else. May I tell Ran?"

"Sure, maybe it will place his mind at some ease." The Samoan agreed.

"Okay, hope to see you soon, Master." John's voice took on an almost seductive tone. "I've missed you...the view as I bow at your feet."

Roman chuckled, his tone returning more to normal. "I am sure...my good boy. Now return to your Daddy. I can tell that you talked louder so I am sure you left the room. I don't want him to worry if he wakes up alone."

"Yes, Sir. Hope to see you soon. Love you." John hung up the phone before returning to Randy.

What Roman did not see was Seth standing behind him with a look of disbelief on his face. "What the hell, Sir? What the FUCK?"

Roman practically jumped, hearing Seth. He bit his lip before turning. "How much did you hear?"

"Enough." Seth seethed. "I've been under your guidance how long and you never saw fit to enlighten me, Sir? Why did you keep me in the dark?"

"It's not exactly something one just...shares." Roman slipped his phone in his pocket. "If I had tried how crazy would you have thought I was?"

"Okay, you have a point." Seth conceded. "But damn it makes a lot of things about you make sense in hindsight."

Roman folded his arms now slightly intrigued. "Such as?"

"The way you zone out at times, how you seem to read people's minds and know exactly what they want to name a few." Seth answered, looking at him. "How you make a normally dominant guy like Randy melt with hardly a touch."

Roman faintly nodded. "So I guess you over heard that Dean was suppose to be more of a submissive then he was to me?"

"Yeah, he had it good and royally fucked up." Seth answered. "Crazy guy never did use his head."

Roman nodded. "He was little more than a plaything...a slave. He never had the chance to explore, I gave him that chance and he was dumb. He is back in his old station."

"Damn." Seth looked shocked. "I can't see Dean being a slave to anyone especially a woman. He barely would call you Sir."

Roman gave a faint laugh that may have come across slightly cold. "As you can guess...she isn't exactly your run of the mill woman."

"Yeah." Seth swallowed at the laugh. "Remind me to never piss you off, Sir."

Roman gave a faintly normal chuckle. "Sorry, I lose myself at times. You're fine Seth."

Seth nodded. "I'm just glad Randy is rid of that headache. Hopefully he can put it behind him in time."

"Hopefully...John is going to fill him in that Dean as far as we need to worry is a mute point." Seth nodded his agreement and the two went to relax.

John walked back to the bedroom, hoping he had not woke Randy up. Randy at that point was stretch across most of the bed from him tossing while John was gone. The blanket was wrapped haphazardly around him, leaving one leg and part of his ass exposed. John sucked in a breath, cursing Dean as he saw the aged bruising on Randy's ass. He walked closer to the bed and sat down on the edge. "You awake, Daddy?" Randy mumbled faintly before shifting his face contorting faintly. The deepness of the bruises and other injuries caused the hospital to place him on pretty strong painkillers.

John hated to push Randy to wake so he focused back on the TV silently, letting the younger man rest. Shortly after John had gotten himself positioned around the sprawled younger man Randy shifted again this time curling closer to John. John was touched as he moved to rub Randy's shoulder. He could tell despite the awkward kiss earlier his Daddy still needed and wanted him. Randy just had so much emotional baggage due to his trauma. Randy groaned faintly, his eyes slowly opening. "Hey, Babe." He croaked out still half asleep. "How long was I out?"

"Don't know for sure. A little while." John answered. "Good news. I talked to Roman and you never have to worry about Dean again."

"Oh?" Randy couldn't help his heart racing at the name. "Why?" He slowly moved to sit up. "How is he sure?"

"It's a long story but basically Dean told the truth about Roman's relative. She used to be Dean's Mistress and I guess she came to collect him." John gave an almost cold laugh. "Karma bit his ass big time. She took him to her realm and he's basically nothing but her slave now. She burned his house down as a cover."

"Damn...well, that's a relief." Randy said honestly.

"Oh and those shadows you saw? Roman thinks they were guardians sent to you by Dean's Mistress." John told him.

"And he couldn't have shared that information with me earlier why?"

"I don't know. He seemed...uneasy...like we would think he was crazy. He only admitted it when I brought it up." John said thoughtfully.

"I guess it's understandable..." Randy tried not to shiver. "The thought of death watchers isn't exactly comforting."

"I know but the way Roman talked his relative is very protective of him and his partners so they were only there to protect you, Daddy." John tried to assure the younger man.

"How bad was I really that they had to watch over me?" Randy couldn't help but wonder.

"I don't know, Daddy but honestly you were not looking good at all." John admitted, swallowing hard. "It hurt me to look at you."

"Sorry, Baby...I will admit...when Brock was helping me...I thought I was hallucinating. I blacked out and came to in the car. When I was passing out again I thought I would either wake up in a hospital...or just not wake up."

John could not help trembling slightly. "I can't believe how close I came to losing you."

"Sorry, Babe." Randy looked, down wondering if he should have kept that to himself.

"It's okay. I'm just thankful you're okay." John moved to shut off the TV.

"Yeah me too, Baby. It was...some was a blur. I guess the fever."

"Yeah." John moved close to Randy, leaning his head on his shoulder. "Roman will be here tonight or in the morning. He never said which."

"Sounds good, Babe...even though I do still enjoy just us at times." Randy wrapped his arm around John before leaning to kiss his head.

"Me too." John enjoyed being close to Randy. "Just like before the Shield guys joined. Just me and you."

"Yeah." Randy said softly. He stomach rumbled. "Damn."

"Hungry, Daddy?" John moved to sit up. "I may have to go shopping or just order in."

"Yeah, Baby...do you feel like cooking?" The younger man asked.

"Sure." John nodded. "I can get dressed and run to the grocery store for us. Anything in mind you want?"

"No...just knowing Ma I will be drowning in chicken soup."

John laughed. "Okay. No soup. Got it." He moved to pull on his discarded clothing. "I won't be gone long."

"Thanks, Babe." Randy moved to lay back down.

"Just lay there and look gorgeous." John winked at him. "And believe me you do, Daddy." Randy just gave a dry chuckle unsure how gorgeous he looked right now all bruised up as he still felt. John dressed and grinned at Randy. "Be back soon. You have my number if you need me." He took off out the door.

Randy just nodded as he went to close his eyes. John borrowed Randy's Hummer and went to the local grocery where he bought food for the next few days, factoring in enough for Roman as well. He tried to hurry, not knowing if being home alone would make his lover nervous or not. Luckily when John returned Randy was still asleep in the bed, this time fully covered. John tried to leave quietly and head to the kitchen where he prepared a simple meal of salmon and mixed veggies for them both. He set the table, knowing where all the dishes were by now before turning off the stove and going back to the master bedroom. "Daddy?" John called, nearing the bed.

Randy grumbled faintly before shifting. He then gave a wince. "Fuck." He rolled on his back, rubbing his left shoulder.

"You okay, Daddy?" John gave a look of sympathy. "Food's ready."

Randy opened his eyes. "Just stiff...thanks." Randy slowly moved.

"Take your time." John told him. "I made salmon and veggies."

"Sounds good." Randy moved off the bed, heading for the dresser.

John drank in the view of his naked Daddy. "Uh, I'll be downstairs." He took off before he embarrassed himself by gawking. Randy looked as John took off before he could even answer. He put on a pair of shorts before heading downstairs. His stomach rumbled more once he smelled the food.

When Randy reached the kitchen John was bent over portioning the food from the skillet onto two plates. "I bought bottled water and tea. It's in the fridge." He told Randy.

"Thanks...nice view." Randy chuckled before moving to grab the water.

"Thanks." John smirked as he carried the plates to the table. "Mind grabbing me a water too?"

"Sure, Babe." Randy grabbed two, bringing them over and sitting them down before sitting himself.

John sat down in front of his plate and began to eat. "I bought food for the next few days. Breakfast staples too in case Roman and Seth or just Roman shows up."

"Thanks, Johnny. Maybe give Ma a few options." Randy chuckled.

John laughed along with him. "Tomorrow is Load Day and I'm doing bacon cheeseburgers with onions, mushrooms, and swiss and homemade baked fries."

"Damn, Babe." Randy chuckled. "Hope I'm up for it."

"Oh, you're always up for anything." John said with a twinkle in his eye.

"Ha ha ha, Babe...very funny." Randy told John as he ate.

John just chuckled as he ate, enjoying their light banter. Randy finished slowly. "That was wonderful, Johnny."

"Thanks." John beamed at the praise as he rose to gather the dishes. "You take it easy and I'll handle these."

"Where's your maid outfit?" Randy chuckled.

John raised an eyebrow as he carried plates. "Don't give me ideas, Daddy."

"Babe, I don't know if your butt would be covered by it." Randy laughed again.

John gave a huff as he loaded the dishwasher. "You saying I have a huge ass?"

"Better for pounding, Baby." Randy replied before even thinking. He then lowered his head, shaking. "Sorry, Babe."

John turned to study Randy. "Why are you apologizing? We've said this shit to each other for years."

"Babe...I could barely kiss you earlier today. Ho-how can I even think about that?" Randy wondered.

John looked away, busying himself with rinsing the skillets. He had hoped that somehow the news of Dean being gone might make Randy more secure to be intimate with him again. "Oh...you're right. Too much too soon."

"Maybe we can...ex-explore later? You know? Slowly?" Randy looked at John, raising a brow trying to sound hopeful.

John looked back and smiled at the offer. "Sure, Daddy. Whenever and whatever you want...at your pace."

"Sounds good, Baby. How about a shower together?"

"Sounds nice." John agreed as he finished loading the dishwasher and turned it on.

"Okay, Babe." Randy got up from the table and headed back upstairs. John turned off the lights before following Randy upstairs. Randy grabbed a couple towels, heading for the master bath.