I'm bored and kind of bummed out, so I figured what the hell I'll update...thanks for the reviews on chapter 6...enjoy!


After saying goodbye to Colt, Ginger and Leon, Punk retreated to the bedroom to pack his bag for another two week stretch away from home. Liz sat quietly on the bed debating how to bring up the situation with Punk's career while Punk went over different options to discuss the same topic. After twenty minutes of silence, Punk zipped his bag and moved it to the floor taking a seat beside Liz.

"Okay we have to discuss certain things sooner or later and based on your silence you're thinking the same thing." Liz nodded her head as she absentmindedly bit her lip.

"Do you want to hear my thoughts first, or do you want to go?"

"I'll go; I've got two years left in me before I'll consider retiring again. Also I'd like to bump my schedule back up to full speed until you're six months along, then I'll slow down." Punk looked up to see a surprised look on Liz's face.

"Two years and full time again...I guess I should get used to being a single parent."

"What? No, I'm going to be there for everything just like I promised you I would."

"How do you plan on doing that when you'll be away from home?"

"That's the other part of my plan, I want you to come with me."

"I had a feeling this was coming. How would this work exactly? My doctor is here, what about check-ups and sonograms?"

"We travel with a full medical team complete with a dozen certified doctors, so that will take care of the check-up part. As far as sonograms, we'll fly home for them. I promise you we'll both be home and awaiting our baby by the time you're 35 weeks if not before." Liz pushed a piece of hair behind her ear as she thought about Punk's plan. Ginger had also recommended the idea and it was a good idea to get both of them used to being together all the time, but there were still so many questions and health concerns that she wasn't sure what to do. They had tried to hard to get pregnant, so she wasn't about to put the baby's life or hers at risk.

"I really want to, but..."

"But what? You want to go, it would be great for both of us and I can be there for whatever you need."

"Yeah, but what about the risks? It can't be healthy for me or the baby to deal with your travel schedule; I still don't think it's healthy for you! Plus there's a lot of questions that I have for the doctor."

"Like what?"

"Well a big one deals with flying; in what month of pregnancy should I not be flying? I need to sit down with the doctor and discuss my concerns."

"According to most of the airlines your safe to fly until you're 24 weeks. From there you can fly up until you're 32-35 weeks as long as the doctor signs off on it. I've already talked to Dr. Servello and he said everything is developing nicely and there isn't anything wrong with it, in fact he recommended the change of scenery because in some women being home alone during their pregnancy can trigger postpartum. Does that answer all your questions?" Liz shook her head feeling slightly frustrated that Punk had thought about this. Part of her wanted to go, but there was so much she had to do around the house before the baby was born. Plus Punk was leaving in the late evening, so she had no time to pack and they had to figure out what to do with Louie.

"So I see you thought of everything! Well even though I want to go, I can't. There's so much that needs done around here before the baby comes, plus I don't have any time to pack and what are we going to do with Louie? I'm sure you didn't think this far ahead did you?"

"Actually you have once again underestimated me. We have seven months to prepare, so everything will be done, Ginger packed your bag earlier and Louie is coming with us."

"Do you really think that you and Kofi are ready to deal with a hormonal pregnant woman and a dog?"

"Well both are just a test run, if you two don't follow the rules then I send you home. As far as Kofi goes he's traveling with Truth a little more so that we can have our time together."

"I still can't believe I'm about to do this. Do you realize how annoyed we'll both be after a month?"

"I think we'll be fine. Just think of this, of Ging and Colt can do it then anyone can."


Ginger, Leon and Colt had just gotten back from their trip to Chicago and they were all happy to be home. As Ginger took Leon to get a bath, Colt settled in to listen to the messages on the answering machine. He flipped through listening to each one while deleting ones that weren't so important when one caught his ear.

"Hey Colt, it's Archie from Chikara. Listen buddy I know you've slowed down wrestling the indies to bond with the wife and step-kid, but we need you in Philly on the 2nd. Give me a call and let me know by Tuesday. Tell me what I can do to convince you because we miss you as much as I'm sure you miss us." Colt hadn't wrestled since moving to Portland instead focusing on his podcast and Marty Derosa projects. He made appearances from time to time, but he'd basically taken Punk's original approach and retired from the business, however a big part of him missed putting on a show and meeting the fans. Before he could talk to Archie, he needed to talk to Ging, but before he did that he had to think it over. He left the message on the machine and got comfortable on the couch flipping through the channels.

He settled on a hockey game, but couldn't focus thinking instead about the call from Archie. He knew he wanted to do it and he had to do it for both himself and the fans. Even after he'd left, the fans still demanded him. However, he wasn't alone on this, he had a wife and a kid, so his days of going from place to place doing shows wherever, whenever were over. Just then Ginger came downstairs sitting beside Colt and snuggling up against him. Colt wrapped his arm around her shoulder, but she could tell how tense he was knowing something was up.

Ginger rubbed her hand across his chest trying to help him relax. "Colt, what's wrong? Is everything okay?"

"Nothings wrong babe, everything's fine." Ginger noticed Colt's hasty response and the fact that he kept his focus on the TV instead of looking at her, something he never did. Ginger sat up and took the remote turning off the hockey game. Colt went to protest, but before he could Ginger put her hands on both sides of his face bringing his attention to her.

"Scott Colton, look me in the eye and tell me there's nothing bothering you and maybe, and that's a big maybe, I'll believe you." Colt looked into Ginger's blue eyes and knew she wasn't going to give up until he confessed.

"Okay, so when you were upstairs getting Leon settled down, I went through the messages on the machine and there was one from Archie."

"Chikara Archie?"

"Do you know of any other Archie? Of course that's who it was. Anyway they want me to do a show in Philly on the 2nd and I want to do it, but I know you need me here." Ginger dropped her hands from his face and forced a small smile. How could she have let this happen? Colt's main love was wrestling and since taking on a family he had pushed it aside and she had let him. Granted she encouraged him to do at least the podcast, but she never thought to push him to do more.

"Babe, you love to wrestle, so you should do it."

"I know and I really want to, but you know how this goes. One show leads to five, then to ten, which leads to me traveling every weekend, which I can't do. You have team stuff, so who will look after Leon?"

"Colt I don't want you to have to worry about that..."

"Yeah, but I do, I'm Leon's dad." Ging let his words sink in and her forced smile became more natural.

"Yes you are his dad and he would love to see you wrestle, so do it for him, for me and most importantly for yourself."

"You're sure about this?"

"I'm more sure about this then anything else. I love you and I want you to be happy. If wrestling makes you happy then do that, but if it doesn't then I'd be happy to help you find something new that makes you happy." Colt smiled as he pressed his lips to Ginger's.

"As long as I have you and Leon I'll be more then happy. Everything else is just something extra that tops the cake. On that note I'm going to call Archie and let him know I'm in. Don't go to far though because I want to thank you properly."

"Thank me for what?" Ginger gave Colt a seductive smile knowing exactly what he meant.

"For never listening to my bullshit and encouraging me, but most importantly for being the hottest trophy wife ever." Colt winked as he left the room to call Archie.