Hey guys! OK so I was in the car on the way home from my grandparent's house-which happens to be a 3 hour drive, when I got bored and came up with an idea for this fic. I'm warning you this fic was dreamed up under the influence of about 56 liquorice bullets and 3 bottles of Coca-Cola Lol but I think its coming along ok. Anyway let me know, read and review 

Love Janine xoxox

Disclaimer: Don't own anything except the stomach pain I'm dealing with right now as I'm typing this up. Here's some advice to you all: NEVER, I repeat, NEVER mix chocolate, liquorice and Coke together!

Our Little Miracle

Chapter 1- Waiting.

Trish Stratus sat in the waiting room at the local medical centre accompanied by her best friend, Amy Dumas, awaiting her test results.

Trish groaned and started to get up out of her seat when a hand grabbed her arm pulling her right back down,

"Amy, what are you doing?"

" If you go ask that receptionist if your results are in ONE more time, I really think she's gonna go ninja on your little, Blonde, Canadian ass!" Amy harshly whispered back.

Trish sat there fidgeting in her chair.

"OK, you know what? New rule. You are to sit there and not move or speak for 10 minutes." Amy ordered.

Trish sunk into her chair.

1 minute later

"But I…"

"Shh"

"But…"

"Shhhhh!"

Trish sat back in her chair frustrated.

She sat up again and opened her mouth to speak again when Amy shot her a very threatening look.

Trish looked away and back again, "I just wanna know, and it's killing me!"

Amy let out a frustrated groan, " I know, I do too, but I swear if you even think about getting up or speaking one more time I'M gonna get violent!"

Trish sighed and sat back deeper into her chair, "Okay, Okay."

They had been sitting in the waiting room for a little under 2 hours waiting for the results of Trish's pregnancy test. She had been dating Jeff Hardy for a year and a half now and they were still hopelessly in love. She hadn't told him she thought she may be pregnant yet, she didn't want him to get too excited incase it was a false alarm. She had told Amy though; she wanted her best friend to be there with her.