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To Have and To Hold

Prologue

"Anya, sweetie it's time to get up." I said as I gently shook my daughter. She started moving around and then finally opened her eyes and smiled at me.

"Good morning mommy," she said, showing off her little teeth through a pretty smile.

"Good morning sunshine, did you get a nice sleep?" I asked her as I picked her up and sat her on my lap. She was five now with long light brown hair and those green eyes she apparently stole from her dad.

She nodded her head, "Yea, I had a dream about daddy."

"Really? What happened in your dream?"

She smiled brightly, "Well I had a dream that he was home whenever I woke up and he took me to school and he picked me up."

I smiled at her. She had missed Mark so much since he left to go on tour with the WWE. Every now and then he had called and told her that he would be home soon but he never actually told us when. So far he had been gone three weeks and I wasn't planning on seeing him for at least another week.

"That is definitely a great dream baby," I told her as I ran my fingers threw her long hair.

She frowned and then hugged me, "I miss daddy mommy,"

"Awe I miss him too baby, but don't worry he will be coming back soon ok?"

She looked up at me, "Promise?"

"Promise."

"Are you going to tell him about the new baby too?"

I laughed and then put a hand down on my belly. It was true, I was at least one month pregnant and I didn't get the chance to tell Mark yet.

"You were listening to my conversation with your godmother weren't you?"

She shrugged, "That's for me to know and for you to find out."

"Oh yea? Well what if I tickled it out of you?" I told her as I tickled her sides. She hollered out in many giggles while kicking and screaming.

"Ok! Ok! I was listening!" She said.

I stopped tickling her , "Alright then, now let's go have some breakfast."

"Yay!" she squealed as she hopped down from my lap and ran out into the hallway.

I loved my little girl so much and seeing her smile always put joy into my heart. Anyways, Mark and I decided to move away from Dallas so that Eric could stop following us. We moved here to San Antonio, Texas which wasn't far from Dallas. We had been living here for three months now and it was a much nicer house than the last one. At the moment however, I just wished that Mark was here so my daughter wouldn't be so sad.