Like I promised, here is chapter eight! I hope you all enjoy it and my usual disclaimer applies. I don't own anything, yada yada yada. Sending out some love to NattieKiddFan as well because well... not only is she my wife but she is an amazing writer and if you guys aren't reading her stories... I don't know why.


We'd been in New York for three weeks and Zoey and I were staying at my parent's house. Neither of my parents had warmed up to Zoey yet and I knew they weren't going to. I'd been missing Harry like crazy. We'd been talking every day but it wasn't enough.
"I'm sorry who are you?" I heard Mom say.
"My name is Harry, I'm dating your daughter!" I heard Harry's voice say eagerly. Dropping the dish that I was currently cleaning, I ran into the hallway and saw Harry standing at the door. I grinned and walked down to where he and my Mom were standing.
"Excuse us for five minutes," I said, grabbing his hand and pulling him upstairs with me. Remembering that Zoey was asleep in my room, I pulled him into the bathroom and shut the door.
"I think you have a thing for bathroom sex." Harry smirked. I rolled my eyes and pushed him against the door.
"You complaining Baby Bulldog?" I whispered, gently nibbling at his neck.
"Definitely not," He replied, before grabbing my thighs and lifting me up. I giggled and his lips met mine in a soft kiss.
"I love you," I whispered against his lips. Harry smiled brightly and kissed me again. I ran my hand through his hair and heard knocking on the bathroom door. I sighed and pulled away.
"What?" I said, trying not to sound too annoyed or I knew that my Mom would get even angrier.
"Elizabeth Jean, you get out here right now and finish that washing up!" Mom yelled. I wrapped my arms loosely around Harry's neck and my legs just around his waist. I smiled as he opened the door and carried me downstairs, stopping every few steps to peck my lips. I smiled as he put me to my feet and I continued with the dishes.


"So... how's your trip been?" He asked. I bit my lip and turned around to face him.
"I'm pregnant." I said. Harry's eyes nearly bugged out of my head as he looked me up and down.
"Seriously?" He asked. I nodded my head and felt the tears well up in my eyes.
"I'm four weeks along. I went to the doctor and even he confirmed it with a bloodtest." I said. Harry ran his hand over his face and looked at me confusedly.
"Well... I'm sure we can work something out then can't we?" He said. I frowned and turned back to the dishes.
"This isn't like we're deciding on dinner Harry, this is a baby, OUR baby!" I said. Harry's arms wrapped around me softly and I kept my back to him.
"Baby, I don't know what to say? I'm about bursting with excitement but it doesn't seem that you are that keen on it." Harry said. I spun around and kissed him deeply.
"I want this baby, you have no idea how much I want them. I'm four weeks along babe, and I already feel a bond with the little one. A Mama bond. I don't want to get rid of it." I said. Harry looked at me shocked and shook his head.
"Of course not baby, I definitely agree with you! We are not getting rid of this baby," He said. I smiled and turned back to the dishes.

"So Elizabeth Jean, are you going to introuduce me to your boyfriend?" Mom said, walking into the kitchen. I rolled my eyes and ignored what she said. Why she had to call me Elizabeth Jean constantly was beyond me.
"Elizabeth Jean Kocanski, answer me now!" Mom said. I let out an exasperated sigh and turned around to see Harry staring at me with a raised eyebrow and a small smirk in place.
"Mother, this is my boyfriend Harry. Yes, he is a wrestler, his father was a wrestler and his mother is part of one of the most famous wrestling family's in history. Harry, this is my mother Joan Kocanski. Just a stay-at-home Mom for my siblings and probably one of the most anti-wrestling people you could ever meet." I said, before turning around and finishing what I was doing. I heard Mom mutter under her breath and Harry came and wrapped his arms around me again.


"Daddy!" I heard my little girl's voice scream. Harry turned us both around and I saw Zoey standing in the doorway, an excited smile plastered on her face.
"Daddy?" Harry and I asked confusedly before she started running. Harry let go of me and she catapulted herself into Harry's arms. Harry caught her easily and held her close to his body.
"Baby girl, why did you call me Daddy?" Harry said to her.
"You are my Daddy aren't you?" She asked, looking up at him with her blue-grey eyes. I saw her bottom lip tremble and Harry smiled brightly.
"Well I must be if you are my little girl." Harry said, spinning her around brightly. Zoey squealed and started laughing. Harry stopped and motioned for me to come over. I walked over to them and he wrapped his arm around my waist.
"Mama and Daddy are gonna be giving you a baby brother or sister. Would you like that?" He asked her. Zoey screamed and nodded her head excitedly."I want a brother." She said, moving over so she was hugging my neck. I grinned and looked up at Harry.
"What do you want?" I asked him softly.
"I want a son," He said, nodding softly. I smiled and rubbed his arm before burying my face in his chest.


"So you're having a baby." Mom said, as she helped me pack my suitcase. I nodded my head and smiled.
"Another one, I've already had Zoey," I said. Mom looked at me disapprovingly and I sat on the bed.
"Why can't you just accept her Mom?" I asked.
"She's Michael's daughter as well." She said to me. I sighed and ran my hand over my face.
"Are you serious Mom? That's why you can't accept her? It's not her fault who her father is." I said. Mom laughed softly and then turned to face me with anger in her eyes.
"No, it might not be her fault but it sure as hell is your fault. Why you were ever with him, I'll have no idea and now you're pregnant again, with a guy me and your father know nothing about!" Mom said angrily.
"What do you want to know about him Mom? He is the love of my life, he treats both me and Zoey exceptionally well and I'm glad that I'm able to give him children because now I realise that there isn't any other guy that I would rather be with." I yelled. I heard something drop and I turned to the doorway to see Zoey and Harry standing there.
"Uh... my Mom wants to know if you would like to talk." Harry said, bending down to pick up his dropped cellphone. I walked over to him and took the phone from his hand.
"Zoey baby girl, go pack your suitcase so that we can go to a hotel in a minute. Harry, can you help her?" I said. Harry nodded and walked into the room and I went downstairs and onto the back porch.


"Beth are you there?" I heard Diana say as I put the phone to my ear.
"Hi Diana," I said nervously.
"I hear a congratulations is in order," She said. I bit my lip and allowed the tears to roll freely down my face.
"Uh... thanks," I said softly.
"Are you alright Beth?" Diana said.
"Yeah, there's just been a few dramas here with my Mom." I said.
"Do you get along with your parents very well?" Diana asked me.
"Not exactly, especially since I gave birth to Zoey. They don't like her father." I said.
"Do they treat Zoey alright?" Diana asked.
"No," I said, before starting to sob.
"Beth, the reason I wanted Harry to put me on the phone to you is because I wanted to apologise for how I acted towards you. I am happy that my son has found a wonderful woman that he wants to spend the rest of his life with and I'm glad that it is you. In all honesty, I was just worried about my son being hurt, it's happened so many times and I dont want to see it happen again." Diana said.
"I'm not gonna hurt him Diana. Harry's been there for me when no-one else has been and I've really appreciated that. You have raised a wonderful, wonderful man and you should be incredibly proud. I love him Diana, and I'm always going to love him." I said.
"I understand that Beth and I'm sorry for the way I treated you." Diana said.
"Thank you Diana," I said.
"When you come back down to Florida, I'd love it if you and precious Zoey would come out with Georgia and myself for a fun-filled day full of shopping. I'd love to get to know my Granddaughter." Diana said. I smiled and wiped my eyes.
"That would be wonderful." I said.
"Alright, I'll let you go. See you when you get back in Florida, take care and congratulations once again." She said.
"Okay, bye Diana," I said.


As I walked back inside, I saw Mom glaring at me from the living room and I stood in the doorway."Just so you know, you are no longer my daughter," Mom said, with such venom in her voice I was actually surprised.
"That works wonderfully for me." I said. I went back upstairs and saw that Harry was zipping my suitcase up. I placed his cell phone in his back pocket and gently squeezed his butt.
"Watch it Miss!" Harry said spinning around and lifting my face up, inspecting it closely.
"You were crying," He said. I nodded my head and allowed his thumb to run over the puffiness under my eyes.
"What were you crying about?" Harry asked, tilting his head and moving one hand to stroke my hair.
"I'm just a bit emotional at the moment with everything that's going on," I said.
"Well, Zoey's in the bathroom grabbing her bath toys and then we'll put them in her suitcase and I'm getting my girls back home." Harry said.
"Baby, our tickets home are for next week!" I said softly.
"I bought new ones, I'll see if we can get money back for yours but I don't want you guys being away from me any longer." Harry said. I smiled and placed one of my hands on the back of his head.
"I'm glad that I am the love of your life." Harry murmured.
"I'm glad you are too!" I smiled, pulling his head down so I could press my lips against his softly. As I went to pull away, Harry's lips caught mine again and I moaned softly.
"All finished," Zoey said loudly as she went into the room.
"Let's go then," Harry said brightly.


And there is chapter eight! Thanks to my reviewers: TheFallenAngela (Chapter Six and Seven) and HartAttackKidd (Chapter Six and Seven) :) Appreciated guys! Please read and review this chapter and the others if you haven't already done so! :D :D