A/N:Well here it is, the first chapter. I've never really written in a book in chapters before so I didn't know exactly where the chapter was supposed to end. Thanks for chosing to read this. Your reviews, encouragement and critisism would be cool. Anyways I hope you enjoy.

"Why the hell are you doing this?"
"Because I don't want you around my best friend."
"Well that's just too damn bad. I'm getting married to him and there's nothing that you or anybody else can do about it."
"You can't marry him if he's dead now can you."
"What the hell are you going to do to him?"
"Oh you'll see."
"But, Paul, you can't. I won't let you."
"I can do the same thing to you that I will to him."
"Well at least we'll be together. I thought that you would be happy that I finally found someone to spend the rest of my life with, but no, you can't be happy for one god damn second now can you?"
"If you truly love him then why have I been hearing everywhere that I go that you were sleeping with his best friend just last week?"
"One, Hunter, that was a long time ago. Two, you should know better than to listen to those fucking gossip pages in this business. They are made to fuck up people's lives and it's not fair to me that you are doing this. And three, I would never do something that bad to the love of my life."
"You are playing games with that guy's heart. I can't just stand back and watch you do this to him. I can't even look at you right now. You're a fucking slut, that's the way it always has been and always will be, and I wish you the worst in life."
He pushed me to the ground and I cried to myself. My stomach hurt so badly and I had no idea why. I got up and went to my fiancé's locker room. Oh, how impolite of me. I'm Laura Levesque and the man yelling at me was my brother, yes brother, Paul Levesque, better know to the world as Hunter Hearst Helmsly, or Triple H.

"Honey, what's wrong?"
"It's Hunter. He can't stand our relationship and I'm really sick of him. I mean, he don't like us being in a relationship either because it started off as just our character dating or he really just doesn't want us being happy."
"Put yourself in his position. Imagine him marrying your best friend."
"He did, Stephanie, remember?"
"I forgot about that. What did he do to you anyway?"
"He called me a slut and he pushed me to the ground and my stomach got these stabbing pains."
"Are you sick?"
"Of Paul, yes, physically no." I paused. "Maybe I started my period. Hold on a minute." I went into my wrestling bag and grabbed a tampon and went into the bathroom. I was late and that scared the shit out of me.

"Baby, I'm late."
"For what?"
"Umm, let me see. It comes once a month and it makes my stomach hurt really, really bad and I'm always normal with it. I always get it on the 10th and it's the 30th."
"Oh god, that can't be good."
"No it can't."
"Has this ever happened before?"
"Once and that scares the shit out of me. Should I wrestle tonight if I'm not sure?"
"I don't know. I'm not a doctor."
"That I know." There was a knock on the door and I wiped a tear from my eye.

"I'll get it." He got up and the stage manager was standing there,

"Vince needs to see both of you in his office immediately."
"Alright thanks." He closed the door and said "Honey, Vince needs us in his office."
"Okay."
He helped me up and we went to see our boss. We are all WWE superstars and work for Vince McMahon. He can be nice but most of the time he wasn't. We knocked on the door and I was scared to death of what he needed us for. His personal assistant Stacy Keibler opened the door as Vince offered us a seat on the couch.

"I think you know why you're here today."
"Vince," I said. "I really don't."
"Alright I will tell you then. When is it?"
"When is what," I asked confused.

"The wedding."
"We don't have a definite date yet but you'll be getting an invitation," Shawn said.

"Is that all you needed us for," I asked. "You scared the shit out of me making me think that I was in trouble with you or something."
"I also need to talk to you guys about the matches tonight."

"Match, Vince, you know that he can't wrestle."
"No, not his, yours."
"Mine? Against who?"
"Well it's against Stacy here."
"What the hell kind of match am I gonna have with her, a bra and panties match?"
"Exactly."
"But Vince, you know more than anybody that I hate matches like that. Plus, I didn't bring any matching panties," I said trying to make up an excuse for not having the match.

"Well that's not my problem now is it."
"Where am I going to get my attire," I screamed.

"Ask Amber. She should have something that you can wear."
"Whatever." I put my hand up to his face and was about to walk away when Shawn stopped me.

"Vince, I have something to tell you," he then said.

"And what is that? Don't give me some half assed excuse to get her out of this match."
"I don't know if it's quite half assed."
"Then tell me already. We don't have all day."
"Well you see Mr. McMahon, Laura here thinks that she might be pregnant. She's late for her period and I don't know if allowing her to wrestle right is the smartest thing to do."
"Well I will determine that. The First Aid Room should have a pregnancy test and that will determine whether she wrestles or not."
"That's fine," Shawn said trying to make me feel better and agree with Vince at the same time.

"And Shawn?"
"Yeah Vince."
"I have a storyline for you. I will tell you once her results come back and then we will see if it makes it any better."

"Okay, see you later."
We walked and went to see Beth, the nurse that helped us with all of our medical needs.

"Hey Beth."
"Hey Laura, Shawn. I haven't seen you guys in a while."
"Well shouldn't that be a good thing," I told her.

"Yeah but when you aren't here for a while it gets a little lonely."
"Well, why don't I come and see you everyday even if I'm not hurt without Shawn and maybe then we can talk like we do when you are cleaning me up after a fight."
"That would be great. What do you guys need today?"
"I need…a…umm…pregnancy test."
"Oh, I think I have one." She reached into her bag and searched. "Ah, here's one. There is a bathroom right there and just read the instructions."
"Okay, thanks."

I went into the bathroom and followed the directions and I don't think that I was ever more scared in my life. However, if I was pregnant I really would want it to be at that exact moment in time so that I wouldn't have to face Stacy in that degrading of a match degrading myself. I hated people like Stacy who slept with the boss just to be successful. I was thinking so many things. I was thinking what would happen if I really were pregnant and how it would affect Shawn's life and mine. Like if I were really pregnant I would either have to postpone the wedding or set it for an earlier date when I could actually fit in the dress. A couple of minutes went by and the results were in. I went out to see Shawn and Beth. I went to Shawn and hugged him as tight as I could. He held me tighter than usual while Beth looked at the test. I didn't even want to know what was going on in Shawn's mind because I didn't want to tell him what the news was.
Shawn said, "So are you wrestling tonight?"
"I think you already know the answer to that."
"So are you happy or scared, or what are you feeling right now?"
"Well, I'm happy but frightened. I'm really scared though and you know that. What about you though. I mean you're going to be a father."
"Yeah it's kinda scary isn't it?" I pulled away from him just enough to look him in the eyes.

"Yea, just a tad," I said with a smile on my face.
"Come on baby, we should go tell Hunter."
"Shawn, I don't think that is the smartest thing right now. Telling him that I'm pregnant will only make our problems worse."
"Or they could make them better."
"Shawn I don't want to, not right now."
"Well we've at least gotta go tell Vince."
"That we do. Hey Beth, thanks for everything."
"You're welcome. Congratulations."
"Thank you." I paused and saw the sadness in her face. "Hey do you want to come to our wedding?"
"I would love to."
"And you can bring a date."
"Not to be a pain or anything but I think that I should just go alone. I don't have that much luck with guys."
"Well okay then."
"But thank you and I will come."
"No problem. We are friends and everything and it's not that big of a deal. I mean, you have helped both of us so much through the years."
"No one has ever said thank you to me or considers me as their friend. I mean, every time someone gets married I feel so out of place and alone."
"Well that's not nice. Most of them are in here like every day."
"I know. Well you better get going."
"Okay, thanks again." Shawn and I both gave her a hug and left. On the way to Vince's office, I said "Baby, we should set her up with someone."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean we should give her a date to the wedding because I really don't want her to go by herself."
"Honey, you're having a baby and I don't think you should be doing this."
"Shawn, come on. She has done so much for me and I've done nothing for her. I want to do something for her."
"Okay. So say we do set her up with someone, but whom? Paul is married to Steph, Kip, Mark and Kid are all married. And Scott is too old for her and so is Kevin and he has an almost 5 year old kid."
"Don't you worry about it, I know a few people." At that time I had in my mind a couple of people but I didn't really know them all that well.