Chapter 6

Randy's POV:

Steph arranged a private jet to fly us to North Carolina and a car was waiting for us at the airfield. I drove us to the Hardy's property in Cameron. They had roughly two hundred acres of land that his father, brother and Jeff himself shared; all of them spaced out enough to maintain their privacy.

That is where Jeff had a house built for his sister and her two men. It was a huge one-story log cabin-type on several acres so that they'd never see another soul again if that is what they wished. My heart hurt just thinking that. I've always liked Joe and Jon okay since they came up to the main roster but Lex is my little sis. The painful truth here is those two men cannot function in public and probably won't be able to for a very long time, and my little sis will not leave her men behind.

The car ride is uncomfortable as shit with the two of them packed in on both sides of her, and constantly growling at each other. Who does that? I mean, I know they've been through hell for a long time but I never thought I'd see them reduced to this. They're practically cavemen, and I don't even want to think how they treated her in there. Okay, I'm being an insensitive prick but they're freaking me out.

Punk glanced at me from the passenger seat when the growling rose in volume. He turned to look over his shoulder while I watched in the rearview mirror. These two men were getting heated over which of them would hold her during the drive. She was out like a light when they began to use her in a tug-of-war.

"Back the fuck off, Joe," Jon snapped at the Samoan.

"Mine!" he growled back.

"Enough!" Jeff shouted from the back seat, leaning over the middle seat. "Do you remember me, man?" he narrowed his green eyes on Joe, getting a short nod in return. "Good, I'm her brother and I'll be damned if I sit here and watch you two jostle my pregnant, exhausted sister around, not after what she went through to get you back," he pulled her arm over his neck, wrapped a hand behind her back and scooped up her thighs with the other, lifting her over the seat.

"Jeffrey?" Lex mumbled sleepily.

"I've got you, sweetness. Just rest, baby sister," he cradled her on his lap, almost rocking her while he glared at her men. "You two stupid ass motherfuckers, acting like she's a thing you possess and own. Hell fucking no! I will not sit here and watch you yank her back and forth like a steak between your teeth! Sleep, sweetness, I've got you," he kissed the top of her head while Joe and Jon appeared to sink into their seat. Jeff was a quiet little fucker until you pissed him off.

The rest of the drive went relatively calm and I even managed to call a local OB/GYN to schedule Lex an appointment. With the hardships she went through since the start of the pregnancy, she was definitely in need of care and a watchful eye. I don't know how Lex compartmentalized the stress when she was in there but I know decompressing from this experience could set her off and that could prove detrimental to the baby.

When I parked the car and killed the ignition, I turned to my passengers and smirked when I saw Joe and Jon both watching Lex in the far back seat. Even in this weird headspace, they still focused only on her. "You're home," I told them, nodding my head towards the house before I got out of the SUV.

Jon's POV:

I watched Punk take my girl from Jeff so that he could get out of the truck before he gently handed her back over. She hasn't stirred in almost an hour. I've been watching even though I pouted most of the time. Jeff put me in my place and it kind of stung. Hell, even Joe looks like he got his hand smacked while sneaking into the cookie jar.

The two of us are following as close to Jeff as possible while trying not to crowd the temperamental Enigma. He did have our woman in his arms, after all.

My attention snaps to the house before us and I have to admit it is nice. Just looking at the place calms me down. Jeff's dad owns all this property and sectioned it off for his kids so there is no one around except family, and even then I know they'll give us our space. I don't know why but it feels like home already. I can see Joe visibly relax beside me and somehow I know, as long as the three of us are together, we'll be fine.

Until that big bastard elbowed me out of the way so he could stick closer to Lex while Jeff opened the door. Overgrown Samoan puppy! Fuck knows he'd hump her leg in a heartbeat.

Speaking of the Neanderthal, he's storming through the house, taking a quick but thorough inventory of the place. He might be in a different headspace now but I have no doubts that he's making sure this house will suit Lex and our baby. I know for a fact he's checking all entry points and getting a layout of the house so he could best defend his family. He's thought of nothing but her since she was tossed into his cell.

In all honesty, our focus has been fixed on her since the day we met.

I hear water in a bathroom down the hall and thought for a moment that he decided to take a shower. I was wrong because he's marching in here like a man on a mission with a pile of blankets and pillows in his arms. I can't help but smirk when the big man spreads them out on the floor in front of the fireplace; layering blankets and setting three pillows out. He's fucking nesting!

"Uh, I'll be in the kitchen, throwing something together for us to eat," Punk scratches the back of his head while watching Joe before he finally shakes it off and disappears into the other room.

"Give. Her. To. Me," he growls lowly at Jeff, arms outstretched.

"You know there's a master bedroom with a California king, right? You don't need to sleep on the floor." Jeff casts his glance at me when Joe just thrusts his hands forward, demanding Lex; I nod and the Enigma carefully sets her in the big man's arms.

"Come on," he hissed and led me down the hall into the bathroom. "Take a shower while I start bathing her and then we'll switch." I nodded, stripping off my shorts and turned to set the temperature in the shower stall. When I glanced back, Joe had settled on the edge of the tub and was trying to keep Lex steady on his lap while he tried to remove her tank. I stepped up beside him, running my hands up her sides and held her still while he undressed her. "Thanks."

"She's mine too, Joe. I'd do anything for her just like you." I turned back to the shower after I got a pensive nod from the big man. Fuck, hot water feels good! It has been a long damn time since I've had this luxury. Jeff stocked the place so I had shampoo, conditioner and body wash at my disposal. "You trying to get that place off of her or what we did to her?" I asked while I watched him diligently wash her body with her nape resting on his forearm, keeping her upright in the huge tub.

"Both," he answered in a low, choked tone. "I can't get it out of my head," he added a few minutes later.

"What?" I asked; stepping out of the stall and grabbed a towel to dry off.

"That first night…what I did to her," he struggled to continue and broke when his hand settled over her abdomen. "What if she got this baby on that night? What if I got her pregnant while raping her?"

His whole body quaked with shudders while he gently pressed his lips against the top of her head. "Joe, she knows you weren't yourself. She never held it against you and never will." I sat on the edge of the tub; her head resting between us, and patted his shoulder. "She was bound and determined to get you back and walked into your cell each time with that in mind, not knowing what would happen when she faced you. She knew, Joe; she knew you were still in there and brought you back. She loves you, brother, and she'll love that baby no matter what."

"Thanks, bro." I know he said it to get off the topic. The tears in his eyes told me he couldn't forgive himself for what he did.

"You're welcome. Now go shower and clean that stink off your ass. We can't be crawling into that cozy pallet you made smelling like sweat, sex and blood." I took over washing her hair while he stepped into the stall, grabbed a sponge and scrubbed his skin raw.

I know it'll take some time for him to reconcile what happened in there. He was lost for so long. I have no one outside of him and her but he has family that he might not be able to see ever again. He was no longer the man his parents raised him to be. Even if he reconciles what he did and gets more of his self back, the damage has been done and I doubt we'll ever be normal again.

Shit, I wasn't normal before this but I have to admit, knowing there are three other men in this house is making me edgy. It has to be worse for Joe.

"You know, brother, there's a chance this baby is mine." I slid my eyes to meet his with a smug smile on my face. His hands stilled in his lather-coated hair, jaw clenched and eyes glaring daggers at me. "Just sayin'."

I let him stew over that while I rinsed the conditioner out of her hair. By the time I lifted her from the tub, he was out of the stall, his skin dry, hair still dripping wet and the towel slung around his waist. He snagged another towel and sat beside me, gently patting her skin dry before moving on to her hair.

"Why the pallet, bro?" I asked while he dutifully towel-dried her long locks.

"I can't remember what a bed feels like, Jon. I'm not about to fool myself into believing everything is normal when it is taking everything in me to string together complete sentences. All I know is you and her, and that is all I'm going to focus on. Now carry our mate out to our pallet." I nodded my head and carefully cradled Lex against my chest while he let the water drain out of the tub and moved to open the door. "Careful with her, brother. She is carrying my baby," he whispered when I passed him; a playful smirk tugging at his mouth.

"Keep dreaming, Joe," I chuckled, leading him back into the den.

Punk's POV:

"You stocked the place really well, Jeff. I've thrown together some broiled steaks, herbed rice and broccoli for us to eat. I figured the cavemen could use the protein and she needs a balanced meal. Randy, snag the plates and silverware. Jeff, will you get the drinks?"

"Yeah, man," Jeff answered, moving to the fridge to grab a Pepsi for me, Mountain Dew for him and Sprites for the other four.

"Are we sure they'll even use utensils?" Randy muttered under his breath but it was loud enough for us to hear. I instantly dropped the tongs I was using on the steaks and turned to push him into the counter.

"If I ever hear you say something like that again I'll end you," I growled deep in my throat.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry; I'm just freaking the fuck out and sarcasm is my default mode." I let him go and backed up; Jeff and I leveling him with identical glares while he focused on his feet. "It isn't easy seeing them like that. It's just not something normal people can imagine coming across in this day and age. I mean Jon is borderline but Joe is fucking gone, man. The guy was like the nicest person in the locker room and…and this guy who was one of my closest friends for years is the reason he's like that." He pointed towards the den before covering his tear-filled eyes for a moment. "We saw him tear men apart with his bare hands; he killed people with a smile on his face. Jon did too but he didn't…not like Joe. And I saw the shape Lex was in when she entered the pit and now we know she's pregnant, and I just want to grab her and fucking run. I'm scared to fucking death and don't want to leave her alone with them." His voice broke at the end, along with the dam on his tears.

"Look, man, I really don't like you so please don't make me hug you right now," I frowned, scratching the back of my head.

"Me either," Jeff smirked when Randy finally chuckled.

"You fucking assholes," Randy shook his head with a slight grin.

"Give me those plates," I took the stack of china from him and began piling on food for the two men and what I guessed would be enough for Lex.

"I get where you're coming from, Randy, I do but she seems to be able to handle them so far. And seriously, man, I think we'll have a war on our hands if we try to take her from them. Ah, wait a sec," he held up his hand to stop Randy from interrupting while I ducked out of the kitchen to deliver dinner to our three survivors. "My dad, Matt and I are nearby and will constantly be stopping by to keep an eye on them. She has her appointment with the OB tomorrow so we'll know how the baby is. My family has a GP that makes house calls to check their general wellbeing. The point is while I'm worried too; I have to give them a chance to prove they can take care of her and the baby when the time comes. If I think for a minute they can't, nothing on this planet will stop me from taking her away."

"You two might want to come check this out," I waved them over to where I stood at the entry of the kitchen.

There cuddled together in Joe's nest; the two of them flanked Lex, each of them trying to hand feed her and getting progressively irritated and discouraged when she swatted their hands away.

"Come on, darlin," Jon wiggled a forkful of rice in front of her mouth with a dimpled grin on his face.

"I can feed myself, Jon," Lex scowled, turning her head away only for Joe to shove a piece of meat in between her parted lips.

"Eat or I'll put you over my knee," he commanded in a deep voice, earning a chuckle from Jon when a scolded Lex chewed what he fed her.

The three of us ducked back into the kitchen, laughing at the scene we just watched before we gathered our plates and drinks, and returned to the den. We walked back in to the sound of a smack and Lex squealing; Jon was laughing holding his and her plates in his hands, and Joe had Lex over his thighs, paddling her butt.

"Did she refuse to eat?" I asked, sitting on the couch with a playful smirk on my face. It didn't last long.

"No, she tried to deny him sex," Jon chuckled and I almost choked on the piece of meat in my mouth.

The three of us spent the rest of dinnertime watching the two of them fuss over Lex. We tried to engage her in conversation but Joe and Jon weren't having it. They'd interrupt in one way or another. Randy and I eventually gave up and took all the dishes to the kitchen; cleaning everything up before heading back to the den.

"I'm putting everyone up at my house for the night, sis," Jeff spoke in a tone that commanded the two men's attention. It was like they recognized his right to take her away from them even if they knew they could take him in a fight. Beating up her brother would displease their lady so I'm sure that stayed their hand. "We'll be by to pick you up for your appointment at 9 AM so make sure you're ready. There are wardrobes for all three of you in the master closet and underthings, socks, shorts and the like in the dresser drawers. We can do a more thorough shopping trip when you feel up to it."

"Thank you, Jeffro, and I'll be ready."

"I'm going too," Joe and Jon said in unison, scowling at each other for a second before staring at her.

"Are you sure you'll be okay?" she asked them, taking one of their hands in each of hers. "I don't want you uncomfortable this soon to getting out."

"I don't want you uncomfortable either. That place wasn't a walk in the park for you. I think you'll need us there," Jon said softly, cupping her cheek in his free hand.

"I need to be with you and the baby," Joe added in an almost pained tone.

"Okay," she nodded before returning her gaze to her brother. "We'll be ready."

"Okay," Jeff nodded and started towards the door. "Goodnight, little sister. Call me if you need anything," he waved and walked out.

"Oh!" Apparently Jeff being present was all that was holding Joe back because as soon as he left, the big man stripped off Lex's towel, laid her down and covered her body with his. "Okay then," I glanced at Randy who was running a hand over his buzzcut. "Well goodnight then," I waved awkwardly, grabbed Randy's arm when I heard the first moan and pulled him out of the house, closing the door behind us.

Jon's POV:

The two of them were beautiful lying there in front of the fire, glowing while engrossed in a sensual kiss. Joe was holding himself in check, trying to be gentle with her but it was taking every ounce of self control he barely possessed.

"Ride him, darlin," I whispered in her ear, kneeling at her side.

She smiled sultrily, pushing the big man down on his back and threw one leg over his pelvis, straddling him. Joe groaned deep in his throat when she slid her wet pussy along his shaft. She was wet as sin, leaving his cock glistening with her essence.

"Lift up for me for a second, baby. I need some of that wetness on my fingers since I doubt your brother thought to buy us lube." She rose up on her knees, hovering above Joe and I dipped two of my fingers into her weeping pussy. "That's our girl! So wet for us, darlin," I purred against her ear, rubbing my cock between her ass cheeks while I gathered her slick juices on my fingers before easing them out of her. "You go ahead and torture Joe with that wet pussy some more while I prep this pretty ass for me."

She rolled her hips back and forth in a slow yet tantalizing glide that had Joe panting to be inside of her. I placed a hand between her shoulder blades, pushing her chest down to his, and circled that sweet rosebud with my index finger before slowly pushing it in. I worked that digit into her for a few minutes before adding the second, stretching her open to accommodate me.

"Put the big man out of his misery and put his cock inside of you, baby."

I knew the instant he was buried in her tight heat because he cried her name out and her head fell back on to my shoulder, looking up at the ceiling and beyond. She took a few moments to just enjoy the feel of him before she began to ride his length and my fingers. Joe gripped her hips, guiding her movements into a faster, harder rhythm, not only pulling her down on to his dick but my scissoring fingers.

"Roll over on to your side, Joe." He wrapped his arms around her back, rolling them so that her back was to me, and he hooked her left knee up to his hip to leave her open for me. "Take a deep breath and bear down on me when you feel me pushing in, darlin."

Fuck, her ass feels like heaven but then so does her pussy! Joe and I kept still long enough for her to adjust to us before we exchanged a nod and took our woman. Even after all this time, we still moved in perfect harmony to bring Lex to orgasm three times before we worked her sated body hard enough to reach our release.

She was out like a light; completely spent from everything but smiling in her sleep.

We were content to remain within her while we drifted off.

Joe's POV:

I've never been so on edge before in my life. Okay, yes, I just escaped hell yesterday but I was confidant and in control there. There are several people crowded into this waiting room and I feel like I can't breathe. My instinct is to protect my family and my body is vibrating with the urge to pick Lex up and run back home with her safely in my arms.

The only thing keeping me in place is the need to make sure our baby is alright. The conditions Lex was forced to live under while trying to free us was as far from healthy as it could get for a pregnant woman. I was worried for both of them.

"Ms. Tomasini?" a nurse called out and arched a brow in surprise when all six of us stood up and stepped forward.

"Uh, I discussed the delicate nature of this situation with Dr. Snoga when we made the appointment," Jeff told the woman after stepping to the front of our group. "The two standing with her – well one of them is the father – but you'll need the three of us in there to keep them calm. All three of them just went through an extremely traumatic experience and things are sketchy right now."

The woman gave him a tight smile and nod before leading us back to a room. Lex dressed prepared for an ultrasound in a loose t-shirt and shorts so she laid down on the medical bed at the nurse's instruction and we waited for the doctor. It was a relief to my frayed nerves that she walked in not even three minutes later.

I listened to them discuss the things Lex went through, the conditions she lived in and when she began to show symptoms of pregnancy. Lex had blood drawn upon our arrival here and Dr. Snoga confirmed the pregnancy while she pulled the ultrasound machine closer to the bed.

"Will you roll your shirt up to just below your breasts and push your shorts down just a tad. There, that is perfect!" She squeezed some gel out of a tube on to Lex's stomach and flipped some switches on the machine before grabbing the wand. "By now, your little one should be the size of a small peanut and you'll be able to hear the heartbeat. Are you ready?"

"Yes," Lex answered in a shaky voice while clutching mine and Jon's hands in hers.

All of us watched the monitor and saw what appeared to be an unusual shape, and heard a rapidly beating heart with a strange echo. "Well this is interesting," the doctor smiled and pointed at the screen. "Do you see this right here? That is your baby," her fingertip settled over part of the blurry little blob in my lady's womb. "And that is its twin. You can hear the two heartbeats."

"Holy shit! You're carrying twins!" Punk kissed the top of her head and backed off quickly when Jon and I both growled at him.

"I'll print off a picture and get you set up on prenatal vitamins. Considering your ordeal I want you to make sure you eat three well balanced meals a day. You're malnourished right now and we need you strong for these little ones. Carrying two will take a lot out of you as it is and we don't need you starting off badly." She handed me some napkins to clean the gel off of Lex's stomach while she kept talking. "I would normally want to see you in a month but would prefer you come in again in two weeks so we can make sure you're feeling better, okay?"

"Sure, thank you," Lex took the picture of our twins while Jon helped her sit up and straightened her clothes while I tossed the napkins in the trash.

We led her out of the room; Punk taking the vitamins while Lex scheduled her next appointment. She was shaking between Jon and I but we couldn't stop smiling.

"You told me she was sexually active with both of them during the time she conceived, right?" I heard the doctor ask Jeff who lingered behind us.

"Yeah, I figured if we couldn't tell who the father was just by looking at the kid, we could do a paternity test when the baby is born."

"That we can do," she answered with an impish grin.