Disclaimer: The characters and real people in this story do not belong to me. The characters belong to WWE, the real people own themselves. This is a fluffy mcfluff-fluff type of story, so anyone can read it!

A/N: Are you sick of me yet? I can't stop writing Dolph/AJ! Anyways, this is a little bit different in that I'm trying something new and this is a kind of real person fic, so I used real name, hope that's not too confusing. If it is, I apologize. Anyways, it takes place in the future, that's pretty much all you need to know going in.

Hope you enjoy, let me know if you want me to continue, reviews are love. But I'm also an adult, so if you want to be brutal, go right on ahead! :)

WWEAJLee Sorry, guys, I wish I could wrestle at SummerSlam, but don't worry, I'll still be there supporting my Ziggy!

"Well there go my washboard abs."

"Is this the part where I apologize?" Nick asked her jokingly. April looked at him through the mirror and gave him a soft smile and shook her head. "Okay, because I really had that apology on the tip of my tongue. You know, 'Sorry for getting you pregnant when neither of us were really ready for this!' That apology, it was totally sincere."

"We knew the risks, we took them anyways," April shrugged, turning to her side in the mirror and studying her body. She was only a few months into her pregnancy, but being so petite and thin, she was already noticing changes. The biggest were the two on her chest. "It's both our faults."

"I can't be celibate around you," he told her, not sounding sorry at all, "I mean, come on, I fell for you after one kiss that was for our jobs."

"It was a pretty great kiss though," she said nostalgically, thinking back to a year and a half ago when their storyline started together. It wasn't long after that their real life selves started to take after their onscreen selves. It was difficult to resist when every week they had to play a couple, until one day, their lives seemed to sort of blur together.

"Hey, so you want to grab dinner after the show?" Nick said as he walked her back to the women's locker room to change into her street clothes now that his match was over. This was a thing now, grabbing food after the shows, hanging out. They usually didn't travel together between Raws and SmackDowns if Celeste was booked for SmackDown, but if she wasn't, they did travel together, and they traveled between house shows together.

"Yeah, of course," she told him, "like I'd pass up a meal, but would you let me pay this time?"

"Why? I always get more food than you do."

"Then let me pay for my own meal?"

"Why? I can cover both meals."

"You're stubborn," April told him, rolling her eyes. "I'm paying for me and I'm paying for you, and that's it, that's the end of the story, got it?"

"You're so demanding sometimes," he nudged her in the shoulder as he wrapped his arm around her neck and gave her a playful tug. "I could probably fit you in my pocket and not make you do any of that."

"Is it warm in there? What's the rent like? Do you think I can fit my TV in that pocket?" she asked and he laughed. He loved her sense of humor, and he loved that she could make him laugh and keep up with him. Unconsciously, she had turned into everything he was looking for in a significant other, but he always tried to reason that this was his job talking, that it was the close proximity under which they were working that was responsible for his feelings. It was easy to fall for someone when you had to make out with them all the time and pretend like they were your girlfriend.

"The rent is good, it's a studio though, if you don't mind that, but it's pretty spacious, and pet-friendly, you can bring Nacho too."

"Then I'm in, show me the way to this pocket," she laughed as they came up to the women's locker room and stopped. "So I'll meet you when the show is over, and we'll head on out?"

"Yeah, sounds good."

And then he leaned in and kissed her. It was not something he even thought about, he wasn't aware his body was even leaning down towards her until his lips met hers. This wasn't unfamiliar, but she tensed all the same. He was about to pull away when she pulled out a trick from her onscreen persona and grabbed him around the neck and started to kiss him back and kiss him back with a vigor absent of their onscreen kisses.

When she finally pulled away, she licked her lips as if she wanted to take in all of him and she smiled with her eyes still closed but fluttering open, "I'm so glad one of us finally did that."

"I think you just look like you ate too much food," Nick told her as she turned around. "You can barely tell you're pregnant. I don't think anyone will notice, even if you wore tight clothes or bared your midriff."

"I look like I have breast implants," she told him, pouting as she looked down at her chest. "People are going to start thinking I got them."

"But then they'll realize the truth when we actually have to start telling people," he told her. Stephanie and Vince were the only people in charge that knew what was going on. They'd told their family a month ago, their friends a couple weeks ago, and eventually they'd have to tell the world because it wasn't something they could hide, especially when it meant April would have to leave television for a while. It was still up in the air how she would be written off television, but the easiest way would just be the truth.

The Dolph and AJ characters had been together onscreen as long as she and Nick had been together. Their angle was only supposed to last six months at most, but with their chemistry, and their excellent heel personas, the decision was made to keep them together long-term, which was now topping at a year and a half. They'd dropped Big E about eight months ago, but they were still the strong, heel power couple they always purported themselves to be. They'd even held the titles together at one point, him with double gold around his waist, and her with the Diva's title. He was now the WWE champion, and had been for the past seven months after beating Cena, but she'd lost her belt around five months ago to one of the Bellas…or both depending on how you looked at the two of them.

"I still think it would just be best if we said the truth," Nick shrugged, "I mean, WWE is going for the more reality-based stuff, and people know we're together, onscreen and off."

"Nicky!"

"What!" he stuck his head in the doorway.

"Look at this," she turned her laptop around and pointed at something he couldn't see from this far away. He came into the room and knelt down to look. His eyes widened as he saw a picture of the two of them kissing at the airport.

"Okay, I didn't realize we were being captured on film," he said, "I mean, at least it's this film and not some other kind of film, you know, the kind you have to pay for."

"Very funny," April said, but she laughed, "Well, I guess that cat's out of the bag."

"Hey, it could be worse, people could think you were having an affair with John Cena and that's why his wife broke up with him." April just stared at him agog as he scrambled to his feet and scurried out of the room, laughing the entire time. She chased after him and jumped on his back.

"You take that back, Nick Nemeth, you take that back right now!" she told him, hanging onto him as he stopped in the hallway of her apartment.

"I'm just saying what the dirt sheets told me," he told her, pretending to act innocent. "You know that marks are always right."

"You're lucky I love you," she told him, planting a kiss on his cheek.

"Believe me, I know."

"Do you want me out there for SummerSlam or would you rather I not be?" she asked. "The doctor said as long as I'm not physically wrestling that it's not a problem for me to be out there. It's up to you though."

"I don't care as long as you don't get involved in the action, and if we come outside the ring, you stay far away."

"Don't I usually do that anyways?" April shrugged, coming over and sitting on the bed next to him. He flopped down onto his back and she laid her head on his stomach as they both stared up at the ceiling. She smiled softly when she felt his right hand reach out and rest on her stomach. He liked doing that now, and she always felt like he was trying to protect their kid.

She never thought this was going to be her life when she was told in October of 2012 that she would be put with Nick into a romantic storyline because they wanted to keep John unattached. They'd only briefly interacted before while in NXT and then when was General Manager, but at the time, she could safely say she was closer to his brother, Ryan, than she was to him.

She never expected Nick to be this guy to her, this man she loved and lived with and was going to have a kid with. They'd been living together for five months now after spending a year traveling back and forth between Tampa and Phoenix. She'd eventually broken down and admitted she liked Phoenix better, and she'd moved there with Nacho in tow and his house was now her house, and their house was going to be one person bigger. Even with an unexpected pregnancy, she was happy. After all these years of feeling kind of out of place, like she never quite fit, she'd found the place where she felt comfortable, safe, and happy. A baby could only make that better.

"So…"

"So," April took a deep breath, "you, me, and baby makes…an inconvenience."

Nick snickered, trying to hold in his laughter because this was supposed to be a very serious moment, but she was joking about it so did that mean he could laugh about it? He wasn't sure the protocol when you find out you've impregnated your girlfriend of a year and some change without planning any of it. He finally started laughing and she joined him a few seconds later as they sat there on their bed, just laughing hysterically.

"We okay?" April asked, looking over at him.

"We're fine," he told her, "besides, getting you pregnant is apparently the first best thing I do."

She giggled, "A baby is kinda cool, I mean, we can finally watch cartoons and use coloring books without feeling like creepers."

"That's a really good point," Nice said, "plus, people won't yell obscenities at us because we're heels when we're walking through the airport or at the grocery store. They'll see the baby and think, 'hey, maybe we shouldn't call those two assholes.'"

"I like that, I like that very much," April nodded. "You're not going to suddenly break up with me and run, are you?"

"No, you're not going to reveal that I'm not really the father, are you?"

"Not anymore I'm not," she told him. "Should we be more freaked out right now? I feel like I should be slumped against a wall crying and sobbing about how my life is over."

"And I really feel like I should be telling you that I'm not the father while simultaneously calling Maury and calling you a slut," Nick bit his lip. "Maybe we're not going to be good at this parent thing if we don't react in the right way."

"I'll have to not wrestle for a while."

"Yeah, I'm sorry about that," he apologized.

"It's okay, I'm young, and I've always wanted a family, a kid, and you know, if I had to get unexpectedly pregnant in the middle of my career, I'm glad it's with you," she looked over at him. He smiled, the kind where he bit his lip a little bit before leaning down to kiss her. "We're really going to do this?"

"Parenting is going to be so easy for us," he told her, "it'll be like, oh, we have the best kid ever, but whatevs, I mean, look at us, that kid is going to be gorgeous. We're really doing the world a favor."

"We'll see."

They lay there in silence as April concentrated on Nick's thumb gently brushing across the slight mound her stomach made. The quiet moments were nice, and she knew she'd have to soak them in for the next few months before everything changed. It was already changing, her body, their lives, everything was standing on the precipice of something huge, something she both felt afraid of and prepared for. But then, wasn't that life? It was unexpected, and tragically perfect.

This was just another adventure.