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Author's Note: This is for Becky. It's different and I sort of like it. It's going to be a two-shot. This chapter and then the court date. No, I don't really know anything about the law except what I watch on Law and Order: SVU. And yes, as you can tell Cody DID kill Ted Jr. The next chapter should be a bit better written but I had to get this off my mind and typed up. Becky, I'm sorry that I had to kill him off but I'll write another one that's happier; I promise.

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"You can't keep me here," Cody said in a smug manner as he sat in the in the small room behind a table as the officer sat in front of him.

"Oh, I can't?" he smirked.

"You have no evidence tying me to the murder," he said and rested his hands behind his hands as he looked at the cop in front of him.

The cop stood up, slammed his hands down on the table, and leaned over it a little to look the young wrestling star in the eyes. He could see the smug look that Cody had in his eyes and to the cop it said that he had done but even if he had, the cop had no real evidence in the murder and what had happened.

"Then how come your wife's clothing was all over Ted's house?" the officer asked.

The question made Cody tense up and he too stood up and got eye level with the officer. He didn't like what the officer was insinuating either.

"I don't know what you're talking about but I'd advise you to shut up," Cody hissed.

Cody's reaction to the question made the officer smirk and he leaned back a little, knowing he had hit a sore spot with the young Runnels. The officer rubbed his chin and studied the man in question. He had it figured out in his mind but there was one piece missing; the wife. A call had come in about two hours ago from a woman, who sounded like she was crying. She had reported a murder and the address of where she was but then before she could get anything else out, the line was cut off.

When the police officers arrived on the scene, the place was trashed and it looked like the culprit had done a pretty good job at covering his tracks. The tv was smashed on the ground, the couch was tipped over along with the coffee table and chairs; there wasn't one thing unturned or broken. That wasn't as bad as the scene in the bedroom; there was blood all over the place; on the bed and the walls and then even in the master bathroom, where the body was found. Ted DiBiase Jr.'s body was in the bathtub and he looked to have suffered a painful death as there were multiple stab wounds in his chest and stomache. In the bedroom, they also found a used condom and they bagged it up and took it to the lab to get the DNA off of it.

"You know we found a used condom on the floor of Ted's bedroom," the officer said, trying to make small talk.

"So? Maybe Ted liked to have whores over," Cody spat in a venomous tone.

"We found your wife's DNA on it as well," the officer said raising an eyebrow.

Cody shifted uncomfortably in his seat but clenched his jaw and remained quiet. There was a knock on the mirrored window and the officer stood up and walked out.

"Don't go anywhere," he commented with a smirk before disappearing out of the room.

He walked into the little examining room and looked at his Captain and the Captain sighed and ran a hand over his face.

"His wife's here; she wants to see him," his captain said.

"Well, let her see him and then we need to question her," the officer said.

The captain nodded and walked out into the main office of the station where Becky Runnels sat in a chair with tears running down her face. Her black hair was down and she wore sweatpants and a sweatshirt. The captain walked over to her in a slow pace, not knowing what she had been through; if anything.

"Mrs. Runnels?" he asked softly.

"Y-Yes?" she stammered.

"You can see your husband now," he told her in a gentle tone.

She nodded her head and stood up then followed the officer to the room and he opened the door for her. She walked in after mumbling a soft 'thank you' to him. Cody lifted his head up and saw his wife walk in. He made no movement to get up and walk over to her.

"Cody, what are we going to do?" Becky asked the fear in her voice evident.

"We're not going to do anything, and shut up, Rebecca; they can hear you," he hissed at her and crossed his arms over his chest.

"But Cody, Ted is dead; you killed him," she whimpered softly.

"Rebecca, shut up; I did not," he snapped at her again.

She opened her mouth to say something again but the look on Cody's face made her think twice before she closed her mouth. She wrapped her arms around her body and sniffled.

"I'm scared, Cody," she sniffled.

"Then you shouldn't have been sleeping with him or cheating on me," Cody said standing up and finally walking over to his wife.

She backed up until her back was pressed up against the wall. She had never been scared of Cody, ever in her life until this moment. The look in his eyes was no longer happy or carefree but was cold as ice.

"Do you honestly think that I wouldn't find out about your little affair that you've been having with Ted? Did you think that I was that stupid, Rebecca?" Cody hissed at his wife, his tone growing more venomous with every word. "You played me like a fool, Rebecca, and Ted got what he deserved but you, you haven't even begun to pay for your sins."

Becky yelped a little as Cody grabbed her wrist and squeezed hard. She tried to jerk her hand away from his grip but it only caused him to grip tighter.

"Cody, I'm s-s-sorry," she stammered as she tried repeatedly to get her wrist out of his strong grip.

"You're sorry?" Cody laughed. "You'll be sorry when I get out of this place."

He let her wrist go and walked back over to the table and took a seat again. He smirked a little as he thought the events that had occurred earlier. Of course he had done and right in front of her after finding them in bed together. He covered his tracks well; disposed of the knife where he knew nobody would find it and made sure he washed his hands in a public bathroom not to far away from the crime scene. He even made Becky come with him into the men's restroom so that she couldn't get away from him and do something stupid and then they went home. He had left her alone in their bedroom for only a few minutes as he went to get something and when he came back, she was on the phone reporting the murder. He glanced up from the table and met her eyes.

"Everybody has a price, Rebecca and his was death," Cody hissed at her before she left the interrogation room.