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I do not own el wrestlers. I do own Jessa 3

"Who is the father?" after the long cry fest, Jessa finally got herself comfortable in the locker room her father stayed in, taking off her layers of clothes. Her skin glowed a very pale color, as her hair burned an almost fire red. Shawn stood up in front of her taking in a deep breath. Did he really want to know who knocked up his daughter?

"It's not important, he is someone that I made a giant mistake with." She whispered.

"Clearly." Her father scoffed, crossing his arms over his chest, "Do I know him?"

"If I said yes, would that make the situation better?" she was getting tired already from everything. She traveled all day, and to top it all off the baby inside her was making her restless.

"No, but I would like to know when this happened." Shawn could see the stress on his daughter's face, and he didn't know what to say to make things better. Wasn't it a father's job to take care of his children? It seemed that when he left things just went down a wrong turn.

Jessa took a deep breath, running her hand through her hair. This was just a big mistake so far. She shouldn't have come here, she should have just went to her friends house and stayed with her till the baby was born. The red head took a deep breath, calming the nerves that have been bundled up for some time.

"When I was here the last time." The words tumbled out so smoothly she wondered if she should just tell him who the baby's father was.

Shawn felt his head pound with anger. The child's father was someone he worked with. How could he have been so blind to when she was here? Who did she hang out with? Jessa most of the time was around Adam and Jay. Oh how he hoped his grandkid wasn't the Rated R Superstar's kid.

"Jessa, are you pregnant with Adam's kid, cause I don't know if I could handle that." Shawn didn't mean to raise his voice, but just the thought of Adam's hands on his daughter was making his blood boil.

Jessa chuckled, rubbing her hand over her stomach. She knew she was dumb, but she wasn't that bad. Her and Adam were good friends but nothing more. The girl smiled up to her dad giving him a small shake of her head.

"No, oh no, no, no." her face wouldn't come out of the smile. Her father took a deep breath of relief.

"Well, I think I do deserve to know the name of the guy since I work with him." Shawn's voice was filled with venom, making his daughter wince. She wasn't giving up the name, she didn't want to pull him into this.

"As I asked before pop, why would it matter?"

The Heartbreak kid was getting a headache. Jessa wasn't listing to him, which wasn't new, but this situation was more than what clothes she should and shouldn't wear.

"Jess, you understand that the father will have to pay child support, and he does have a huge responsibility." Shawn explained, taking a seat next to her.

"I understand, and when the time is right he will." Jessa's voice was quiet. She leaned her body on her father. His arm wrapped around her shoulders as she snuggled close.

"Hey, Michaels." A voice startled Jessa. Slowly she looked up from the crook of her father's shoulder and saw the rainbow haired man standing in the doorway. Their eyes connected for just a moment, and his face almost drained of color.

"Yeah what's up Jeff?" Shawn lazily turned his attention to him and cocked a brow.

"Stagehand is looking for you. Guess you are up sir." Jeff held his composer.

The kid nodded his head, looking over at his daughter and gave her a small smile.

"You going to be okay Jess?" he asked and she nods. Now that she was here she knew that things were going to be okay. Shawn slowly let out a breath and kissed his daughter on the head and walked out. Jeff stood there staring, but didn't notice the small bulge.

"Didn't know you were coming back, usually ya dad brags about when ya going to be here." He chuckled in an attempt to break up some tension, but Jessa was scared out of her mind to see him again.

"He didn't know, kinda just came here on my own." She smiled up at him as he leaned on the doorway. Jessa grabbed her coat and placed it over her stomach.

"You okay kid, you don't look so good." Jeff's voice sounded like he was worried. He went in the room sitting next to her, almost giving her heart attack.

"Yeah, just shocked to see you again."

Jeff let out a laugh making her whole body melt. It was the same way when she was here and drunk in the bar. He was also the first man that night to even pay attention to her.

Her mind went back to the night, replaying each moment of that event. Jessa wondered how she even fell for his charm, but just by the looks of him and with every word he spoke to her in his accent, she easily knew why she did.

"So why are you all alone?" Jeff chuckled the words as he sat next to Jessa at the bar. The red head turned her head to the rainbow haired man and raised her bottle of beer, "Usually you are around Adam and Jay all the time."

"I need to get away from my father, what's your excuse?" she brought her lips into a tight smile, and took a sip from the bottle.

The man smirked taking a seat next to her, and sipping from his own beer. He glanced over at the red haired girl and took a deep breath.

"Had to get away from everyone, but I mean it is nice to see you here." It was an attempt to flirt, and Jessa with the few drinks in her took the bait.

Two hours later and a couple of beers gone Jessa found herself laughing and walking with the Hardy back to the hotel. Outside the place she felt herself being grabbed by the rainbow haired man as she looked up into his green eyes. The flirting didn't stop, and with each word they spoke she was happy she got away from the two Canadians that she was always around.

"You're really pretty for a Hickenbottom." Jeff almost slurred, his hand gracefully placed on her face.

"You're not too bad for an engaged man." Jessa cocked a brow and giggled with a hiccup. The pair laughed as Jeff shushed her to keep quiet.

It wasn't until they were outside Jeff's door did he grab her face and place his lips on hers. The kiss deepened, and in Jessa's mind she knew that it was wrong, but for something that felt so wrong she knew that it was perfect. Jeff pulled her into the room, and sooner than she knew clothes were off and she was pushed on the bed.

Jeff crawled on top of her clad only in boxers, his lips tracing the line from her belly button all the way to her lips. Jessa held her breath in and gave him a drunk smile.

"You want to do this?" he asked. In Jessa's head she wanted to say no, but she knew she would never have the chance to do something like this again, and Jessa was not one for regrets.

"Why not." She giggled. Jeff smiled placing his lips on hers once again.

Jessa snapped from the daze, biting her bottom lip. She looked up at Jeff who sat next to her with an inquisitive look. She felt pale, and hot almost as if she was going to faint. It was that why not and a broken condom that led her into this situation.

"Kid you okay?" Jeff finally asked. The girl nodded, but as soon as she got up her eyes went burly and the next thing she felt was the cold floor.