Title: Maintaining Perfection

Rating: NC-17. Strong language, strong sexual content, adult themes, violence. This story is not intended for minors.

Summary: Sequel to Perfect: Dave, Jeff, Britain and Chase return to deal with the changes in their relationships. An injury, infidelity, and infertility threaten to break people who have promised that nothing would ever come between them.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the original characters. The other characters are property of WWE and TNA respectively, to which I do not condone or receive any permission or endorsement from using their stage personas. The scenarios and this story is not meant as any disrespect; actually, it's a flattery. So thank you for not suing.

Prologue

Britain Weis-Batista sat nervously looking at all of the people in the waiting room. She felt herself sigh as her eyes settled on the woman sitting across from her. The uncomfortable way she shifted in her chair made Britain feel sorry for her. No matter what she tried, the woman just couldn't seem to find a position that would take the strain from her round belly away. The woman looked up and forced an uncomfortable smile at Britain.

"This your first baby?" The woman asked.

Britain shook her head nervously. "No. I'm not pregnant."

The woman sat back in her chair and sighed. She took in Britain's face, then noticed the rather large rock on her left hand. "Are you trying?"

Britain smiled shyly and nodded.

"Just give it time. My husband and I tried for 3 years and when we finally gave up…" She pointed at her belly. "We're so excited. In 3 more weeks, I'm going to be a mom."

Britain couldn't help but to feel a little sorry for the woman; she was huge. Thank God that's not me. Although the idea of a baby was cool, the prospect of being pregnant was less than desirable; but they had made the choice a little over a year ago, before the wedding. She and her husband were going to have a baby. And although it would mean giving up her career as fashion model, it was worth it. She loved him and she wanted to have a baby with him. Even though he had three girls already, which she loved dearly, it didn't matter. They weren't her girls and she knew it because their mother constantly reminded her of that fact. No, they were going to have a child of their own and it was going to be perfect.

"What's it like?" Britain heard herself ask.

The woman sighed, "Well, if you don't mind sleeping on one side, being kicked all hours of the night, feeling like you've swallowed a medicine ball and not being able to see your feet…it's great." She placed her hand on her stomach. "Do you want to feel this?"

Britain put down her magazine and walked across the room. She placed her hand on her stomach and smiled. "That's so cool."

"Amazing, isn't it?" A deep voice said taking Britain away from the sensation under her hand.

She didn't turn around, but she knew it was him. Her husband, Dave Batista, finally made it to the appointment. "You're late."

When she did turn to him, he was smiling. She couldn't help but to notice just how cute he looked in black jeans and a button down shirt that exposed the top of his massive chest. His incredibly groomed appearance made him look like he just stopped off of the cover of GQ magazine. "I had to drop Alli off at Lacrosse practice. Have you been waiting long?" He smiled walking toward to her and his deep brown eyes twinkled with a hint of mischief.

She instantly melted into his embrace. "About 15 minutes. I just wish they'd call me already. I have to pee."

They took their seats and Britain noticed the woman smiling at them. "You two will have a beautiful baby." The lady said, admiring just how attractive the couple in front of her was. "Have you been together long?"

Dave smiled at her and squeezed Britain's hand. "Almost 5 years, but we've only been married for two and half months."

"Britain?" The nurse called. They both stood and Britain smiled at the woman before heading back.

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Peeing in a cup was always something that Britain had a problem doing. It was almost as bad as sitting in that cold room wearing only a paper gown. She looked around the room as the let her feet hit the side of the table, swinging her legs nervously.

Dave stood and put his hands on her thighs. "Nervous?"

"No. Just cold."

He removed his hands and wrapped his arms around her. "Liar." He whispered. "It'll be fine." And though his words were genuine, he couldn't help but to notice that her beautiful eyes, normally pale blue-grey in color were more blue than anything. Normally that meant that she was angry, but they also changed when she was nervous.

She was interrupted by Dave's warm words by the creaking of the door. Greeting them with a smile was Britain's friend for many years, Dr. Monique Allen. "Hey you." Dr. Allen said she watched them. "It's been awhile since I've seen you." She walked over to Britain and gave her a hug, followed by a gentle hug to Dave. "I'm sorry that I missed the wedding, but I know you were beautiful."

Dave smiled at Britain remembering how beautiful she looked. "She most certainly was."

"Was?" Britain said playfully slapping Dave's hand.

Knowing how the two could tease each other non-stop, Dr. Allen cut to the chase. "So…what's going on?"

Britain let out a sigh and spoke quickly. If she could just get it out in one breath, maybe the fear that she felt wouldn't be as noticeable to Monique or Dave. After all, she'd done a pretty good job of hiding her fears from Dave this long. "Well... I'm not pregnant yet. I know you said that we should wait at least six months after I stopped the Depo shots. But it's been over a year since we've used any birth control and nothing…"

Dave sat back and watched how comfortable Britain talked to her doctor about their sex life. But he couldn't help but to notice how Britain worried the ends of her hair as she spoke. She was nervous and he knew it and though he could understand her frustration, he wished that she would have talked to him about it.

"Are you trying?" Dr. Allen asked writing on Britain's chart; instantly switching from friend mode back in the professional OB/GYN that she was.

Britain looked over at Dave and smiled. With a nod she spoke, "A lot. We have sex all the time. Like, all...the...time."

Dr. Allen's eyes were as big as her smile and Dave found himself slightly embarrassed by her reaction. It was one thing for her to know about their sex life as Britain's doctor; but as her friend, someone who had been to their house for dinner…it was a little uncomfortable. "We're newlyweds." He defended with a smile, slightly cocking his head to the side to hide how uncomfortable he was.

After a brief exam, Dr. Allen spoke to them both. "Well, you look healthy to me, but I'm going to order a inter-vaginal sonogram just to be safe. I don't see a problem, but I just want to make sure."

Britain gave a weak smile to Dave. She was given a clean bill of health, but that was until she had the sonogram…Lord knows what that would reveal.

Her friend and doctor touched Britain's leg and gave it a reassuring pat. "For now, just relax and let nature take its course. Be patient…and stop trying so hard." She said with a wink.

"Oh…we're not all over each other because of that. It's just…well look at him; he's fucking hot." Britain said seriously causing her friend to laugh and Dave to turn his head to hide both his blush and a huge smile.

"Make an appointment for the sonogram this week and I'll see you again in two. And I'll see you both at Christina's exhibit." Dr. Monique Allen turned to leave after patting her on the arm, "Don't start freaking out yet. Just enjoy your new husband."

Britain nodded and Dave gathered her clothes. With a slight pout on his face, trying to read her expression, he kissed her softly. "See…I told you, we're fine."

No matter how much she wanted to believe him, Britain still couldn't help but to worry.

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Chase Batista walked across the room and opened the French doors to the balcony. "Oh my God…look at this view." She turned and looked over at her boyfriend, Jeff Hardy, who was laid back on the bed grinning at her.

"I'd rather look at the view in front of me." He smiled coyly.

Chase shook her head. He would never change. It didn't matter that they had been together for a little over eighteen months, or that they lived together now despite her father's uneasiness about it; he still looked at her like he was teenage boy that had just discovered sex. "Jeff...I'm serious. Have you ever seen anything so beautiful?" She turned back to the scene in front of her. From the balcony they had the most beautiful view of the snow covered Swiss Alps. "Austria is so beautiful." She breathed in the fresh crisp air. Although, Jeff's house in Cameron, was in a rural area and was scenic in its own right, it was nothing compared to what was in front of her.

Jeff walked over toward her. "You're beautiful." He searched her beautiful dark blue eyes with his bright green ones. He would never be able to tell her just how beautiful she was to him.

"Only you would be trying to get me in bed when I'm standing face to face with the most breathtaking thing I've ever seen. This place is gorgeous and we have a lot to explore."

Jeff signed and placed his arms around her. "Chase, think about it. We can make love with this as our backdrop. And if we're real lucky, maybe we'll hear some yodelers eggin' us on…and then Maria will start singin', The Hills Are Alive, just as we're 'bout to cum." He wiggled his eyebrows before leaning down to kiss her neck.

His smile forced her to roll her eyes. "Britain's aunt and grandmother, didn't allow us to come here to listen to us have sex for an entire week." She said putting her hands to his face and trying like hell not to pay attention to his lips on her neck.

"Well maybe not for a whole week…but definitely for a few days."

She couldn't help but to smile at him, giving him those deep dimples that he loved so much. "We can't."

Jeff scrunched his brows and pouted. "Baby…we're in another country." Jeff was whining, Chase hated when he whined; that's how he usually got her to cave on everything. "We can pretend to speak another language; we got this view with these mountains that you like more than me…what's wrong?"

Chase sighed. She might as well come clean. How could she have been so stupid? She meant to go to the doctor because the pills were making her sick, but she didn't have time, not with classes and midterms and then this trip. For the past month, she hadn't been taking them, at all. And it really wasn't so bad, because one week she had her period and then Jeff was traveling with Raw, so it's not like he was home. She forgot. She forgot and now they were together on vacation and they couldn't have sex.

"I'm not on the Pill anymore." She said softly walking back in the room. "I just forgot to go to get a different prescription."

Jeff looked at her like she was crazy. That was it? That was the whole reason that for the entire week that they were in Europe he couldn't get any? Well, the hell with that. "I'll just get some condoms. I'm sure people here use rubbers too." Jeff started to put on his pants, he was going to find a store. If he had to hike up the Alps, he was going to find a store that sold Magnums if it killed him.

Chase sat down. "But honey, you don't like condoms."

"If that's what it takes to get you naked, then I love condoms."

Chase looked at Jeff and frowned. She knew that he hated using them. He use to say that he couldn't feel anything, even though he knew it was a lie. He could feel something; he could feel a whole lot. But the truth was, with her, it just felt so much better without them. He loved being inside of her bareback, mainly because he knew that she was the only man she had ever slept with. He wanted to cherish it and he needed to feel it. Her body conformed to him and him alone. But it was a minor setback, one which he would still thoroughly enjoy for the week that they were there.

"Will you be careful?" She asked weighing her decision. She didn't want to ruin their vacation by having Jeff be grumpy because he was sexually frustrated, nor did she want him to venture out to a store, when really she wanted to jump on him herself.

"I'm always careful." He said with confidence. "But I want you to be comfortable. I'll go find a store. Really, I don't mind."

Chase walked up to Jeff and kissed him. "It's ok, really. Just promise me that we'll be careful."

Jeff smiled and raised in hand in pledge. "Scouts honor."

The last thing he heard before her moaning his name was the gentle whisper of, "I trust you," coming from her lips.

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A/N: As promised, here is the sequel to Perfect. If you haven't read the first story you may want to just to get a better understanding of some references that will be made. Thank you again for all of the wonderful reviews the first story received. I hope that you enjoy this one as much!

Shanny