A/N: Thanks to xBlondeshell. Beautyx, xMyHeartShine, JohnCenaRkoFanForever, truebeliever831, kiki254, and DDRVV for reviewing last chapter. Finally, I have the time to update! I apologize for the long wait, but it's been crazy busy for me! :) But here it is… Enjoy! :)

CHAPTER 4

LIES

Mike smiles as he gets out his car to his gym. The guys should already be inside waiting for him. They had offered Mike to help him on the last details of BeliEve! before it was open to the public. Lately, Mike felt more energetic, happy, and well he felt alive. And yes it was all thanks to his high school sweetheart. It had been exactly one week since he found out Eve was back in town and he still hadn't had the privilege to see her. He didn't know how much longer he could take knowing she was so close to him.

He made his way inside the gym and found Alex, J. Cena, JoMo, and Alberto sitting down on the leather sofas. They seemed like each and every one of them was in there own little world. They were so distracted they didn't even notice Mike walk inside.

"Either you tell him, or I will," Cena spoke directly to Alex.

Alex raised an eyebrow and shook his head.

"No one is going to say anything," he demanded.

"What the hell is going on?" Mike asked.

They all look at Mike.

"I'm guessing you guys want to tell me something."

Alberto keeps looking at Mike, JoMo looks at Alex, Alex looks at Cena, Cena looks at Alex then at Mike.

"Yea, there's something A-Ri wants to tell you," Cena said looking back at Alex. Alex looks coldly at Cena. He just wanted to beat the hell out of Cena for opening his mouth. He had to come up with something; quick.

"Well? Come on, we have to start getting everything in order. Alex?" Mike pleads.

"Nothing. Cena was-"

"Just tell him. He's going to find out eventually," JoMo interrupts.

"Tell me what?" Mike asks annoyed.

There is complete silence.

"Well, the first thing is that Eve came looking for a job," Cena said.

"Really? Really?" Mike smiles.

"That's great, but you said the first thing… Which means there's more?"

No one dared to say anything, until Alberto got tired of the tension between everyone.

"To make the story short: Eve is married and has a kid, she and her husband are splitting up so that's the real reason she's back. There I said it."

Alex looks up at Alberto.

"What? You weren't going to tell him," he yelled at Alex.

"How long have you guys known this?" Mike asked.

"About her and her husband splitting up? Well, we-"

"No, about her being married and having a kid. How long have y'all known?" Mike asked looking directly at Alex.

"We've known from the very beginning," Cena said.

There's an expression of confusion on Mike's face. He looks at Cena.

"What does that mean? How did you find contact with her, again?"

JoMo puts his hands on his waist then begins to talk.

"We never lost contact with her."

Mike shakes his head as he hears JoMo's comment. He couldn't believe he was hearing all of this. He looks up at Cena.

"I asked you if you knew anything about her! And what did you say? No! You're supposed to be my best friend! Why would you lie to me!"

"Mike, we didn't want you to get hurt and-" Cena started but is cut off.

"Save your breath; I don't want to hear it," Mike said then walks out the gym.

He had no idea what to do now. His heart had just been broken, by who he thought was his family. They had all lied to his face and didn't even tried telling him the truth, and the only reason they were telling him now was surely because Eve was back and they knew sooner or later he was going to find out. He felt betrayed, hurt, and lonelier than ever. Now he knew how much lies really hurt, and that was the simple truth.

Alberto looks at his watch: 8:45pm. He looks at the new house he just bought for the love of his life. He wanted her to have everything she never had. He wanted to make her happy over everything and everyone, including his wife. Just as he thought about Layla, his iPhone rings. He looks at his caller ID and sees Layla's picture. He ignores the call; a few seconds later his phone beeps letting him know he has a voicemail. He sighs then calls voicemail to hear it.

"Al, I don't know what is going on between us anymore. I feel like we're no longer on the same page, but… we have a daughter and I want us to fix our problems as soon as we can for her sake. We can't keep living like this. Not only are we hurting each other, but we are also hurting Jasmine. I'll be waiting for you so we can talk. Bye."

Alberto looks at his wedding band, spins it around his finger a few times, then finally takes it off and puts it inside one of the cup holders. He turns off the phone and leaves it inside his car. He went inside his car before he changed his mind and went home to his wife and his daughter. He couldn't possibly hurt Rosa Mendes like that. If he left her tonight on their second year anniversary of being together she would be heartbroken and he couldn't have it in his heart to do that.

As he walked inside, Rosa smiled at him. She ran up to him and kissed him on the lips.

"You're fifteen minutes late. For a minute there, I thought you weren't coming," she whispered.

"Mi amor, you know I would never do that to you. So tell me what do you want for this year's anniversary?" Alberto smiled.

"Anything I want?" Rosa asked curiously.

"Anything."

She bites her lower lip hesitantly.

"Ask Layla for a divorce so we can get married," Rosa said.

Albertos smile fades.

"Rosa, we've talked about this before. I'm not leaving Layla."

Tears roll down Rosa's face. Alberto hugs her.

"Please, Chiquita, you have to understand."

"Understand what, Alberto! That I will always be the other woman in your life? That I will never be Mrs. Rosa Del Rio? How do you think that makes me feel, huh?"

"I can't leave her, and you know it," Alberto said.

"Why? You said it yourself: You're not happy and you're not in love with her. So what's the point in staying with her any longer?"

"My daughter. I love you more than anything in this world, but my daughter is my world," Alberto said sincerely.

Rosa puts her hands on her waist then looks up at him.

"Ask Layla for a divorce, Jasmine can come live with us, that's not a problem with me," Rosa blurts out.

"You really mean that? You would take my daughter as your own?"

"Of course I would, mi vida. Why wouldn't I?"

"Ok, I'll ask her for a divorce sometime this week, I promise," he said kissing her forehead.

Rosa smiles. This was the best anniversary present Alberto had ever given her. So she didn't want kids but she could deal with it as long as she had him by her side. She didn't care about anything or anyone but herself. So what if she was breaking a home, family, or whatever you want to call it. That was the least of her problems as long as she was happy, everything was ok.

Kelly looks at her laptop. She had just finished her ten page report and she was looking for any mistakes. She was actually pretty surprised she had been able to concentrate. Things weren't going too good with Alex and they had been distant for too long now. Just thinking about it made her want to cry. Just as she logged on onto Facebook, she heard the door open. Alex is now home. He walks to the living room and sit next to her. She doesn't glance up from the laptop. Alex takes a deep breath.

"I'm sorry, baby. I shouldn't have acted that way," Alex apologizes.

Kelly shakes her head.

"Are you going to stop hating on Eve?" Kelly asks.

"You can't make me like her, Kells. That woman hurt my brother too much."

Yea, maybe, but it was unintentional. She cared a lot for him and she would never hurt him on purpose," Kelly defended her friend.

"Please, let's not talk about this now. I don't want to fight," he said grabbing his wife's hands into his own.

Kelly thought about it for a second. She really wanted to convince him Eve wasn't a bad person. On the contrary, Eve was one of the kindest, sweetest, and nicest people Kelly knew, but she didn't want to argue with her husband. Not tonight. She rather make up with him than make things worse. She was about to speak but he beat her to it.

"Let me make it up to you. What do you want? How will I cheer you up, again?"

Kelly twists her lips then smiles at Alex. This was the perfect time to talk to him about starting a family.

"Well, there is something, but only if you want to… I mean you don't have to if you don't want to-"

"What is it, baby?" Alex smiled.

Kelly stands up and he does too.

"How do you feel about starting a family?" she blurted out.

"Kelly Riley, are y-y-you pregnant?" Alex asked.

Kelly didn't say anything. She was speechless.

"Baby, are you pregnant? Are we having a baby?" Alex asks excitedly.

Kelly shakes her head.

"No, Alex, I'm not pregnant. I was just wondering what you thought about us having a baby in the near… well, very near future?"

"Oh, well, I would love that."

"Really?" Kelly smiles.

Alex nods his head.

"How soon?" she asks him.

He picks her up in the bridal position.

"How about we start tonight?" Alex says mischievously.

Kelly laughs and nods her head. She was so happy because she wasn't expecting Alex to agree to them having a baby this soon. With that done, they made love all night knowing that in the very near future they would have their very first child and nothing could possibly go wrong with that. A baby would only make them closer than what they were now.

Maryse looks at her photographer. She was doing a photo shoot for the new Victoria's Secret's spring bikini catalog. She was going to be the model on the front cover.

"That's great, Maryse. Everyone let's take five!" the photographer yelled.

One of the staff members walks up to Maryse and hands her a lime green silk robe. Maryse puts it on and walks to sit on a chair. The photo shoot director walks up to Maryse and hands her a paper.

"Here, sweetie," the older woman said.

"What is this?" Maryse asked curiously.

"Well, I heard you've been having problems keeping your food down and this here is for you to go get a check-up. I don't need anorexic or bulimic models in my catalogs."

"You think I have an eating disorder? Are you serious?" Maryse asked shocked.

"I'm not saying you do, but I want to be sure. You do seem a lot skinnier than the last photo shoot."

"Uh, hello! That was six months ago, but okay, whatever, I'll go do this thing just to prove you wrong."

Maryse quickly went to her dressing room and changed into her figure fitting red strapless dress and her black high heels. She grabs her keys and runs to her car. She couldn't believe they were actually calling her anorexic and/or bulimic. That didn't appeal very well with Maryse. Why in the world would she starve herself or put her finger down her throat to be skinny. She loved her body just the way it was. Just as she arrived at the clinic she received a call from John.

"Hey, how's my wifey doing?" he asked.

"Not too good. You'll never guess where I'm at right now," she said annoyed.

"Where?" John asked curiously.

Maryse shakes her head.

"At the clinic!" Maryse yelled.

She walks up to the receptionist and hands her the paper.

"Just have a seat, ma'am, and we'll be right with you," the receptionist said.

"Yea, and make it quick. There are places I have to be," Maryse warned.

She sits down in the waiting room.

"Baby, stay calm. Now tell me: Why are you at the clinic? Are you sick?" John asks worried.

"Nope, the director made come get a check-up because she thinks I have an eating disorder. Can you-"

"Maryse Cena!"

"They are calling me in, baby. I'll call you when I'm out."

"Alright, and, baby, please stay calm. Don't jump on anybody."

Maryse smiles.

"I'll try, honey."

She hangs up the cell phone and puts it inside her purse. She walks towards the nurse. She takes her to a room and checks her vital signs.

"When was your last menstrual period?" the nurse asks Maryse.

Maryse thinks for a minute.

"Oh, um, I don't even remember. I've been too stressed about work that I guess it's messing me up, again," Maryse said truthfull.

"Ok, sweetie, the doctor will be with you shortly."

Maryse took a deep breath and let it out slowly. She felt at peace in the quiet room. She had been so busy that she totally forgot what it was like to be relaxed. Just as she closed her eyes, there was a knock on the door and the doctor walked in.

"Hello, Mrs. Cena."

Maryse just smiled.

"So do you feel sick? Any changes in your body that you are worried about?"

"Nope. I feel perfectly fine. I'm just doing a checkup."

"Mhmm. Well, seems your boss is worried you have an eating disorder. You seem perfectly fine to me. Your weight is normal, but we will be testing your blood and we'll need a urine sample. Any questions?"

"Nope."

"Ok. I'll be back as soon as we get the results."

"Wait, how long is this going to take?"

"Just a few minutes."

The doctor walks out and the nurse walks in. She draws some blood from her right arm then hands Maryse a small cup with a lid.

"The bathroom is through that door, sweetie. Just let me know when you're finished."

Maryse takes the cup and comes back out in three minutes. She hands the cup to the nurse. After fifteen minutes of waiting, she was getting really frustrated and annoyed of being there. She was about to walk out when the doctor comes back out with a huge smile on his face.

"Well, everything is more than perfect. Here," he says handing her a small business card.

"What's this?" she asks confused.

"We took the privilege to make you an appointment with the best obstetrician here in Denver."

"Um, but an obstetrician is a baby doctor… I'm…"

"Congratulations to you and your husband. You are going to be parents."

Maryse doesn't say anything. She grabs her purse and walks out silently towards her car. She wasn't sure what to say, feel, or think. She was going to be a mom. This is something she wasn't expecting at all. She needed time alone to think about this thoroughly; to let it all sink in clearly before she told John or any of her girls. The only thing she was sure of was that things were going to change.

Coming up on Chapter Five…

Miz and Eve's see each other again…

Alberto and Layla talk about their relationship…

Alex wants to make up with his brother…

John notices something's different with Maryse…

A/N: I'm so glad I finally got the time to update this story… I really wish I could update all of them but I'll have to update one at a time… I apologize for this. Review, Alert & Favorite! The three best things a FanFic author can receive! :)