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June 15, 2010

Randy slowly made his way down a long hallway of a building that was nothing like he pictured when one thinks of a place like this. The main walk ways were wide, warmly colored, almost…welcoming. Not that he felt that way himself.

Two week…it has been two weeks now & he lost track of how many times he has made this same walk. Turning down another hall & while still had a warm feeling to it, the area looked more hospital like. Reaching the room he was looking for he walked in. He waited by the door not saying a word. He looked in at the two beds, both occupied. There was a chair near the one bed with a woman sitting in it, she was holding the hand of the one man.

She was speaking quietly to the one man. She stopped when she felt she was no longer alone. She lifted her head wiping a tear away as she stoop up looking at Randy. She tried to offer a smile as she made her way closer to him.
"Randy."
"Ms. Cena." His voice icy cold. Warmth, joy even a simple smile had become foreign to him since he was in Ireland two months ago.
"You know they know you are here."
"Yeah…well…"

She gave a sniffle looking down a moment. The smile returned lightly to her lips looking back at him. "Thank you for not arguing about having John care closer to home."
Randy just shook his head. "I know they may have preferred Texas ma'am, but I also know your family can watch over them more than I can with my travels."

"As along as it is good care I am sure they will understand you picking a good place, no matter where it is located."
"Yeah…them understanding….right."
"Randy you listen to me…if you have given up on them already…then why are you coming here when you are off the road?"
"Maybe I wonder that myself ma'am."

She sighs a shake of her head. "Well I am heading out…you know while you are in town our door is open."
"Yes ma'am." Randy headed for the chair while John's mom left. He moved the chair so it was now between the two beds. Taker hardly moved a muscle if even since he had fallen into his comma, the good thing is that the appearance of the rapid aging seemed to have stopped. If anything they seemed to have reversed slightly. He still appeared older, but not in a gravis way.

He looked over at John, right before they were transferred from the hospital in Dublin over to the care facility in Boston Massachusetts they had managed to successfully remove the ventilator. He was still on a high concentration of oxygen to help aid his breathing. He walked over touching John's hand, he closed his eyes with a sigh.
"I hoped you enjoyed your time with…" He scoffed to himself. "Who the hell am I kidding…even if you two can somehow know when we are here…how can either of you enjoy it?" He lightly brushed a hand across John's forehead before moving over to Taker's bed.

He reached down taking his hand lightly holding it. "I guess you are more stubborn than you give yourself credit for Marcus. You saying it was time to let you go…you didn't want science to keep you alive. You have any clue how hard that request has been to hold? I followed your words…science only used to keep you feed & hydrated. The rest has been you. Question is will either of you be strong enough to finish the journey?"

A young woman walked in looking at him as he finished talking. "Evening…Mr. Orton right?" He turned looking at her. She looked to be in her late 20's maybe early 30's with dark sandy hair pulled into a loose bun. She wore wire rimmed glasses the oddly highlighted her hazel eye instead of hiding them.

"Yes?"
"Ah yes Mary said it may have been you in here."
"Really now?"
The younger girl nods. "I'm Tracy one of the other nurses on this floor."
Randy looked at her seeing the employee badge giving a nods. "OK."
"Well I had commented on the change to Mr. Taker's vitals…She said you must have been here."
"I see…Tracy."
"I…I didn't mean to disturb your time with them…I just wanted to check on them is all."

Randy lightly nodded as he looked back at Taker. He knew Kane said it in Ireland, but could he really believe he was the cause of his improved state? Tracy moved more into the room setting a machine up for both men that would regulate their feedings. Once she was done she headed out to leave Randy alone. He spend time holding each of their hands, but very few words left his mouth.

Next he knew a few hours had passed. "Well." he sighed. "I guess as long as you two have not given up yet…I will at least try not to as well…I can't say how well I will succeed…bye my loves." He turned leaving the room making his way out of the center & to his car…well actually one of John's cars but who was being technical?

Starting the engine he took off making the ride back to John's home…well their home even if few knew it. He just had to wonder how long could he keep hope for them when he was already beginning to lose it himself? If they wake up….when they wake up…how much of him will be left to be found?

(The end...for now)