Sydney's P.O.V

"1... 2... 3" I heard the ref shout from a distance as the bell rung. My eyes fluttered open to see LayCool celebrating in the middle of the ring while their theme blasted through the arena. I held the back of my head and my ribs (which were still troubling me) as I rolled out of the ring and made my way up the ramp. I refused to look back, knowing that if I did, Michelle and Layla would be holding their ribs 'impersonating' me – bitches!

As I got backstage Ashley approached me,

"Are you ok? You look like you took a hard hit!"

"I did! It's friggin' ragging! And I'm fine..." I replied, giggling – while rubbing my ribs, "Now, if you'll excuse me... I'm off to find my baby's" I finished, as Ashley smiled at me. I turned on my heel and began to walk in the direction of my locker room.

FFW 5 MINS

I opened the door of mine and Randy's locker room and quickly dodged a flying Teddy that was hurtling towards my head. I laughed to myself before entering some more to find Randy asleep on the chair and John playing with Jayden and Kayla.

"Jayden James... do you mind?" John said as I sat down on the sofa giggling, picking Kayla up, "You almost took mummy's head of with Mr. Froggy"

I laughed at the scene before me, kissing my little girl.

I thought back over the 2 years – I'd moved in with Randy before I was pregnant, gotten married while I was pregnant, watched my best friends get married... again, while I was pregnant and had my twins – and all before I was 21! I couldn't believe it! Dave was far from happy... expected – he is my father! Although, the last year has been hell for him; accusations were made, Angie's mum forever in and out of hospital – and it's all been putting a toll on their marriage. So he's on our sofa for the time being – unfortunately, which means he has to help with the kids to earn his keep. My 21st and 22nd birthday's had been and gone... and I had found I was growing up quicker than others my age.

After having the kids, I found that home life was boring – so after 6 months of pure loneliness and boredom, I got back to work! Back on the road, and kids with us – which is probably a bad idea, example; Randy right now! We're forever tired and never get time to ourselves. But then again, that's what happens when you have kids! So we can't complain – we chose this life, now we gotta live it... and I wouldn't change it for anything! We'd celebrated Jayden and Kayla's 1st birthday in Missouri 2 and a half years ago and there second one on the road. We'd asked Vince in advance this year if we could have their third birthday off – he's fine with it, because he knows what it's like to celebrate on the road – and it's not as easy as everyone lets on.

"Your ribs ok?" John asked as I let Kayla down. "That faith breaker puts a lot of impact on your ribs"

"Eh... I'll live" I replied, smiling as Jayden climbed across the chairs and on top of Randy,

"Daddy!" Jayden said, whacking Randy, "Daddy!"

"How longs he been out of it?" I asked, watching Jayden carefully, "Jayden!" I said, quickly getting up and stopping him from falling.

"Urhh... he fell asleep during the last couple of minutes of your match." John replied, picking Kayla up and making faces – making her laugh.

"So he didn't see the end of the match?" I asked,

"No" John replied, giving me a look,

"What? You know how fussy he is when I hurt my ribs" I replied, "Don't tell him that I hurt my ribs – please!"

"Ok... fine!" John said, shaking his head and giggling,

"Mummy!" Kayla said, holding her hands to me, I took her from John. "Hungry!"

"Ok" I sighed, "Watch these while I get changed, please?"

"Sure" John said, while I stood up and grabbed my clothes,

FFW 5 MINS

I re-appeared wearing my black 'Flirt, Dance, Kiss' print oversized t-shirt, my medium blue tinted skinny jeans, black leather hooded bomber jacket and my pair of brown leather buckle mid calf boots.

"Ok" I said, exiting the bathroom and stuffing my attire in my bag, "C'mon then you two..." I continued grabbing Kayla's Furry Hood Bomber Jacket "Kayla... put this on please" I said, watching as Kayla walked over and pulled it over her shoulders, "Good girl, Jayden... Stop jumping on daddy – he needs his sleep!" I said sternly, making Jayden stop instantly, "Now come put this on please" I continued, holding Jayden's grey baseball varsity jacket up – watching as he mimicked his sisters moves, "Good boy" I said, kissing his forehead and rubbing his head – messing up his hair. "You coming for something to eat?" I asked John, as I grabbed my black stud tote bag from the side,

"Yeah, sure..." he replied, smiling, "Ashley's gunna meet us, if that's ok?"

"Yeah, sure" I replied, "Can you watch Jayden for me? I don't trust him on his own – or his feet on these floors" I shuddered at the thought of him falling – I hated when they were hurt, it broke my heart when my babies cried,

"Yeah, that's fine" John said, bending down to Jayden's level. "Hop on little fella" he continued, as Jayden jumped onto John's back. John stood at the door waiting as I wrote a note to Randy – telling him where we'd gone.

"Ok, ready?" I asked, holding my hand out to Kayla for her to hold,

"Ready" John replied, as Kayla held onto my hand tightly...