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"I still think this is a better choice telling your parents before we tell mine," I say as Joe drives us to his parents' house in Pensacola, Florida so that we can tell them our news of us being married and the news of us having a baby. We haven't had the chance to inform them of the baby yet and had been meaning to but with Joe's schedule and mine it has been a lot tougher than we thought. We still haven't told my mom or my dad about our elopement. We're waiting until everything with Wrestlemania slows down. My dad has been out on the road promoting his big match with Shane McMahon in Hell In A Cell.
"You really think that it's better not to tell them together? What if Pops lets it slip to your dad at Wrestlemania or what if someone reports it to the media?"
"It's been almost 3 weeks and nothing has been reported yet," I say as he takes my hand into his intertwining our fingers. "I think we are in the clear, I just don't know how to tell my dad you know?"
"I know," he says, "but right now he seems pretty distracted with his Wrestlemania match with Shane McMahon. I take it he's not retiring after Mania?"
"He is putting that on hold," I say. "He says he may want to do one more match at Wrestlemania before he's done completely. I just don't like the idea of Hell In A Cell, he's too old to take risks like that."
"I think it will be fine," he says, "I think everything will work out fine."
"He's going against Shane McMahon," I remind him, "you know Shane goes over the top literally to put on one hell of a match," I say.
"Aw, you said a bad word," calls out Alani from the back seat.
"Sorry, heck, one heck of a match," I correct myself. "I just think my dad is too old for this type of match. And the stipulation means it could go any way, he could be done completely if Shane wins or if he wins then nothing."
"Your dad lives for this business," he says. "I hope when I'm his age I'm still going strong like this."
"You plan to wrestle into your 50's?" I ask.
"Part time," he says, "I want to have a schedule like your dad so that I can raise our kids, be a stay at home dad you know?"
"You want to be a stay at home dad?" I ask with a smile.
"I want to do it all, gymnastics dad, school pick up and drop off, I want to do homework, school projects, bake sales become part of the PTO. It's something I always wanted to do. I want to be a stay at home dad."
"I never knew that about you," I say with a smile. "I think that's a good goal in life."
"I love kids if I could I would have 5 more after this baby but of course that's all up to you and how many kids you want."
"We'll talk about it," I say. "Are you getting excited for your championship match at Mania?"
"I'm ready, my entire family is going to be there. It would be great to win that championship back in front of them and in front of Alani. I want her to be there when I win."
"I hope you get your championship back, a month was not nearly enough time to be champion."
"Neither was the 5:15 Sheamus continues to rub in my face. I think I have come a long way since last year."
"You have. I'm proud of you things can only get better from here," I say with a smile. "I'll always be proud of you. I love to see you achieving your dreams and reaching your goals. I like to see you happy."
"I like to see you happy too," he says, "and you know you don't have to do what you think will make me happy after the baby is born. I want you to do what is going to make you happy, something that you really want. We'll figure it all out."
"I know we will but right now let's focus on telling your mom and dad that we're married, that's the most important thing right now."
"And that you're pregnant, you can't hide it too much longer. You're definitely starting to show."
"I know," I say as I rub my growing stomach. "When will I feel it move? I know everyone says you never know the first time but I want to know when I should be looking out for the feeling of it moving."
"I think it is usually around 17 weeks or so, so it should be happening soon," he says with a smile. "Alani, are you ready to have a baby brother or baby sister?"
"Yes, Daddy," she says with a smile as I look back at her. She's the spitting image of her father. It makes me wonder what our child will look like. Our features are like night and day. I have curly red fiery hair, emerald green eyes, freckles galore, a tiny nose covered in freckles and a mouth with thin pink lips and pale pink skin, where I burn as soon as the sun touches my body if I don't lather myself in sunscreen, my husband on the other hand his Samoan and Italian features mixed much better than my Irish and Native American features did; the Irish in me dominating the Native American which is about 2% of chance of that happening. I should start playing the lottery with my odds, I got pregnant in the 1% with our child after my birth control fell out. Joe has the perfect tan skin, the most beautiful raven black hair I have ever seen on a man, his nose a little larger than mine but perfect for his breathtaking face, his dark deep brown eyes that he disguises behind blue or grey contacts look much better to me and his mouth. His mouth is deliciously sinful, those perfect full lips. He is a gorgeous creature from head to toe. I have been wondering since I got pregnant how our features will mesh together to form the perfect being I am carrying inside of me. I'm anxious at waiting to meet him or her to see. I secretly hope they favor Joe more than me. "I want a baby brother," she says.
"Well, we'll find out in a few months," he says with a smile. "I want another baby girl."
"I am good with a boy," I say with a smile. "I think my family is good on girls and I think yours is too."
"Good point," he says as he pulls into his parents' driveway of the house he once grew up in. It is a small cute little house much different than the house I grew up in. We both had fathers in the wrestling business, our child carrying on a legacy for both families yet we both had different upbringings. His home looks a lot cozier and more welcoming than mine. I love his childhood home.
Joe, Alani and I get out of the car and we make our way to the front door of his parents' home. Joe doesn't even knock before he opens the door and we walk into the house. He calls out for his mom and pops. His mom greets us in the doorway. I have always loved his mom. She is the sweetest woman I have ever met. We get along well. "Joe," she says with a smile before he gives her a soft hug. "What a surprise."
"We were in the neighborhood," he lies but it makes her smile. "We wanted to see you."
"Nana!" squeals Alani with excitement before she wraps her tiny arms around Joe's mom.
"Hello," she says with a smile hugging her back. "It's been a while since I've seen you. How are you?"
"Good," she says with a smile. "I miss you!"
"We miss you too," she says as Joe's father comes to see what's going on at the door. Alani runs into his arms and gives him a hug before he scoops her up in his arms.
"Willow," says Joe's mom, "It's good to see you. I hear congratulations are in order. I'm happy that you and Joe are engaged."
"Thank-you," I say with a soft smile as Joe and I make eye contact.
"And you're just glowing," she says with a smile.
"Well, mom, Willow and I have some news to share with you and Pops. There are a couple things we want to tell you about."
"Okay," she says, "Is everything okay?"
"Everything is wonderful," I say with a smile as she leads us to the living room. She excuses herself after offering us a drink or something to eat. I wonder if Joe feels this welcome in my father's house as I do in his parents' house.
I take a seat on the couch next to Roman as Sika or as we all call him Pops takes a seat in his reclining chair as Alani sits on his lap. I look around the living room at their family pictures. The living room is filled with pictures of Joe and his siblings from when they were younger, there are a lot of Joe's football pictures hanging on the walls and covering the mantles. There are pictures of their grandchildren hanging on the wall as well. Everything is just homely. His mom makes her way back into the living room with lemonade for us to drink. "So Joe, you ready for your big championship match at Mania?" asks Pops.
"I'm getting there," he says. "I hope I get my Wrestlemania moment this year. Last year it was stolen from me."
"That was a shame," says his mom, "but I was the proudest mom in that building. You put up a fight. Willow, are you going to make it back to the ring any time soon?"
"I'm actually on a little bit of a break," I say before taking a sip of my lemonade as Joe takes my hand into his. "I was supposed to be back a few weeks ago but then something came up and right now I am on a break."
"Is everything okay?" she asks.
"Willow is fine," says Joe with a smile. "She'll be all right. Everything should be cleared up after 9 months."
"After 9," she says before she stops and a smile appears on her face making me smile. "9 months, are you pregnant, Willow?" she asks with joy in her voice.
I smile and respond, "yes, Joe and I are having a baby. It was a pretty big surprise but we couldn't be happier."
"Congratulations," she says with a smile. "I'm happy for both of you."
"Thank-you," I say as she gives me a hug.
"Congratulations," says Pops. "A baby is a gift from the Lord. When are you due?"
"September," answers Joe. "We're due in September."
"Wonderful," he says with a smile, "are you ready to be a big sister, Alani?"
"Yes," she says proudly.
"Have you decided on any names or anything yet?"
"We have a couple names in mind," says Joe, "but we haven't really decided on any one name yet we're still discussing and we are waiting till it is born before we know the sex."
"That's wonderful," says his mom. "There's nothing wrong with a good surprise."
"And," says Joe, "Willow and I got married."
"You two got married?" she asks.
"About three weeks ago we went to the Cayman Islands and got married just us. It was beautiful and special for the both of us."
"I'm surprised," she says and I can hear the shock in her voice. "You two seem happy."
"We are," I say with a smile as I look at Joe, "very happy. My life with Joe means everything."
"You don't think it's all too soon?" she asks.
"No," I say shaking my head. "If I wasn't ready I wouldn't have married him. My life with him means everything to me and without him I'm not happy. I was ready to make it a lifetime commitment and be married to the love of my life, to love him through everything, be by his side, support him and love him through it all. I know it all seems like everything happened so fast but this is where life led us and this is where we are supposed to be. I'm going to spend the rest of my life loving him and no matter what comes along isn't going to break us apart but make us stronger."
"As long as you two are happy," she says, "I'm happy for you, Congratulations, I wish we could have been there but I understand your reasons for your privacy. I know with your careers it's hard to get that moment of privacy. Congratulations," she says with a smile as she stands up and makes her way over to me. "Welcome to the family," she says before she embraces me.
"Thank-you," I say hugging her back. As our embrace breaks Pops welcomes me to the family and gives me a hug. I sit back down next to Joe and we tell them everything about our wedding and how special it was to us. We give them all the details they want to know and telling them seems like it is a lot easier than it is going to be to tell my dad. My dad blew up when I told him that Joe and I were dating after a little while. I don't know what telling him that we are married is going to do but I still feel like it's better we wait until after Wrestlemania before we tell him the news.
"That wasn't as bad as I thought it would be," says Joe, "my family is all about family. I thought my mom would be more upset than she was. I'm glad she's happy for us," he says as we are lying in his childhood bedroom, still decorated from his high school days. "Are you truly happy with our decision?"
"There is no going back now is there?" I ask with a smile, "I mean even if I wanted to."
"Do you want to?" he asks furrowing his brow. "Do you want to go back?"
"Joe," I say with a smile, "It was the best day of my life marrying you. I will never regret it. I will never want to go back and change it. Making the commitment to be Mrs. Anoa'i was the best decision I ever made. You're stuck with me for life," I say.
"Even if something goes terribly wrong, something bad, bad times happen?"
"No matter what bad times happen, not matter what happens tomorrow, no matter what we go through, Joe, NOTHING is going to tear us apart, I'm going to love you through it all. I love you, Baby."
"I love you too, Baby Girl," he says with a smile before he kisses my lips softly. "How do you think your dad is going to take the news?"
"On a scale from 1-10?" I ask.
"10 being the very best," he says.
"A 2," I say, "it's definitely going to be a 2."
"Great," he says, "I just got him to like me, he's going to hate me again isn't he?"
"I wouldn't say hate, disappointed in both of us yes but he isn't going to hate anyone once all his anger blows over. It's going to be all right. This is going to be our first big trial," I say as his phone buzzes on the nightstand behind him. He lets me go to grab the phone. He looks at it and gets out of bed. "Who is it?" I ask. He holds up his finger before leaving the room to talk on the phone.
*A/N: What do you think? Is it a keeper? What do you think of Joe and Willow keeping their marriage a secret from her father? How do you think Undertaker is going to handle the news when he finds out? Who was on the phone with Joe? Do you think Joe's family handled it well? Please review and thank-you for reading.