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Cesar Chavez Ave, Boyle Heights; Guisados: Date Night

Date night was something I always looked forward to with Jon, for as long as we've been dating. But tonight I was a little worried. I'm going to take the advice I got from summer yesterday at the park and let Jon know that I wanted to make things official with him to Par. Standing in line for our food I took the chance to get a good look at him while he was on his phone. He was tall, his 6'4 towering over my 5'2. He had shaggy dark blonde hair with curls thrown in, these incredible blue eyes, with large shoulders and strong toned biceps.

I can still remember when I met him, it was a few weeks after Parca was born, and for the first time in a very long time, I felt fat. I mean sure, I have always been on the thick side, but I kept it contained with my waist being smaller then my hips. The pregnancy weight refusing to just vanish I decided enough was enough and I did something I have always hated. I started to go to the gym. Refusing to go alone I carted Summer with me. Wearing huge sweats and a very loose sweater I began with the dreaded treadmill.

I was fifteen minutes in my own version of speed walking when Summer aggressively nudged me on the shoulder. Almost falling off the workout machine I turn off the treadmill and turned to her with a 'what the fuck' look. Her eyes were doing this weird rolling thing and her head was twitching to the side, for a second I thought something was wrong with her, then I hear a deep gravely voice to my right.

"Hey are you alright? It looked like you almost ate it pretty bad." turning to face the voice I wanted to sink into my lumpy sweater. In nothing but low hanging basketball shorts and sneakers, his entire upper body nicely covered in a layer of glow, or sweat, but the nice sweat that makes you look like you were just misted for a photo shoot. Not realizing I was documenting all of this in my head, I had remained quiet this entire time, witched caused Summer to nudge me again, with the same aggressive nature.

"OH! Uh, oh. Ya I'm fine, there was a… bug." and stupidly I begin to swat the air for the invisible insect. I hear the distinct sound of skin to skin contact and I'm pretty sure Summer just face-palmed herself for my stupidity, but he only chuckled.

"Really? I've never seen a bug in here before." now at this point there are only two choices. Number one: tell him the truth and risk being laughed at by this beautiful man, or number two: dig myself in deeper and really sell the whole bug thing.

"Ya, there are bugs here all the time. You remember that one time Summer we saw a really big spider by the weights." turning to my cousin who was just shacking her head lightly, which makes me give her a really bad 'WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK' look, but again he just chuckles.

"Now I know I've never seen a spider over there. But I'm ganna say I believe you." as he started to walk away I said in a quiet voice, more to myself than anyone else.

"I'm not lying."

"I didn't say you were." he shouts over his shoulder and I turn to Summer.

"How did he hear that?" I ask and she just shakes her head and whispers.

"Sorcerer."


It wasn't until another week when I saw him again, this time instead of the treadmill, I wanted to try my hand on a little weight lifting. With hand weights only twenty pounds to each hand, not really knowing what I was doing I started to lift. After awhile I began to get bored and wanted to try something a little harder and maybe with more weight. Going for the bar with just ten more pounds added I laid on the bench and lifted the bar. Quickly realizing it was I huge mistake I tried to lift it away from me when the bar completely disappeared.

"Ya that was a bad idea." I sat up on the bench and turned to the voice behind me. Same man, same smirk.

"See, I knew the bar was a mistake when you started to add more weight, but I saw it on your face that you didn't know it till the bar started to come down." getting a little angry and I'm sure he could hear it in my voice.

"If you knew that then why didn't you say something?" he started to laugh.

"Mostly because I wanted to see how far you could go." huffing under my breath I picked up my water bottle and began to walk away.

"Jackass."

"Hey! Hey I'm sorry." I heard him shout from behind me but I continued to walk away. I drew closer to the front lockers and began to take out my small bag when he popped his head from the side of the locker. Huffing in a child like way I whined.

"What!?" instead of the smirk he smiled, and his freaking dimple just made me want to bang my head into the locker.

"I really am sorry." I nodded my head and slowly started to head to the exit when he spoke again.

"I just wanted to talk to you again." I stopped my retreat and turned half way around.

"You could have just said hi." he crossed his arms over his chest making his muscles obvious and walked slowly towards me but keeping a good distance.

"Ya but what's better? Hey you remember me from the invisible fly incident? Or, I just saved you from being crushed by this bar, do you want to go see a movie with me?" I couldn't help my laugh.

"The fly was real,"

"Sure it was."

"I just scared it away."

"Sure you did."


Parents home; Teenage Bedroom

"You're going where?" I rolled my eyes as I began to change Parca's diaper.

"I'm going to the movies mom, I already told you this when I got home." she nudged me out of the way as she took over the cleaning and I went back to putting in product on my hair so my curls would be more silky.

"You told me you were going to see a movie, but you didn't tell me with who. And now you're putting the good stuff in your hair, you don't do that unless it's for something important, and going somewhere with Summer is never important. No offence mija." Summer looked up from her phone and huffed.

"Gee thanks tia."

"I'm not going with Summer, I'm going with someone I met at the gym." she picked up Parca and gave me a hard gaze.

"A man?" I immediately stopped twisting my hair and looked at her through my bedroom mirror.

"Yes mamá he is a man." she got up and handed Parca to Summer said no and walked out of the room, Summer turned to me holding Parca and asked.

"What does she mean no?" I shook my head lightly and started to get up from my vanity chair when my mother came back in this time followed by my father.

"Tell your father what you just told me." thinking this wasn't necessary I tried to reason with her.

"Mamá,"

"No, you want to go out so bad, you tell him." huffing I confessed.

"I'm going to the movies with a boy I met at the gym." my fathers face changed from confused to one of sad understanding as he turned to my mother and told her in Spanish to let me go. She didn't like that so much.

"Martín you can't be serious, Parca is only a few months old and you're going to let Paz go out on a date? How many grandchildren do you want this early?!"

"Leticia!"

"You know I didn't mean for that to happen mamá, but I'm not going to sleep with this boy we're just going to see a movie." with her hands on her hips she shook her head.

"Ay mijita, do you really think he will want to continue seeing you when he finds out you just had a baby? Hm?" trying hard to make it seem like what she just said didn't tear up my insides it stood up straight and spoke calmly.

"Well if he doesn't that's his choice, and it's mine to not let it affect me." she shook her head once more and threw her hands in the air.

"Fine, go on your date. Pero no vienen a mí llorando, okay." she took Parca from Summer and left the room but my father stood and he turned to Summer who got the message and followed my mother out.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong." he gave me a look that read he didn't believe me and I huffed and sagged on my seat. It was confession time.

"It shouldn't be this hard papá. I mean I don't know if I even really like this guy, but it was an all out war just to get the chance to find out. I'm nineteen years old and I can't even go on a date without a million worries flying through my head. It's not fair." he sat down on my bed in front of me and leaned his head in to face me.

"No it's not fair mi amor. It's not fair that you have to worry about things that you are too young to worry about, but you made a mistake. Granted a mistake that brings light to everyone in the family and I love her with all my heart, just like I know you love her." I looked into his eyes and said quietly.

"I do." he nodded and continued.

"But it was your decision that lead to the choices that brought her into our lives. And after this moment… this moment right here, you are not aloud to say things are unfair. Because you are an adult and a mother in charge of another life, so you should be able to make the choices in yours."


That night after the movies we went somewhere to eat and I decided that I would see how he reacted to the truth.

"Um, Jon I need to tell you something about me." he looked up from his burger and fires.

"You don't really work out, it's okay I know that already." he started to laugh but when he noticed that I wasn't he become serious and stood quiet to let me talk. Clearing my throat I confessed.

"I'm a mother."

"What do you mean a mother, like one of those big sister little sister things?" I shook my head.

"I have a daughter, her name is Parca and she is four months old." his eyebrows furrowed as he kept his eyes down.

"How old are you?"

"I'm nineteen, but I had her when I was eighteen." his eyes finally met mine.

"Where's her father?" I bit my lower lip but answered anyway.

"This is going to sound terrible but I didn't know him." his face grew more confused.

"I met him during the festival that happens before summer every year. I got to know him just that night and we… it turns out that he saw it as a one night stand kind of thing. I haven't seen him since." it was my turn to look down at my plate as I let him digest what I just told him.

"Do you do that often?" I looked at him in confusion seeing it he elaborated.

"Do you sleep with men you don't know often? I mean I know it's none of my business but I kinda got to know now." I shook my head.

"No I had never done anything like that before, he was actually the only man that I ever, um, you know." he sat up straight but he looked pissed off as he began to rub the side of his face and he cursed under his breath.

"Fucking prick."

"What?"

"I know guys like that, I grew up with an absent one." with out hearing more I understood that Jon had grown up with out a father. He took money out of his wallet and placed it on the table then offered me his hand. As we were walking looking down at our entwined hands I whispered.

"I'm sorry." he scoffed.

"What are you sorry for."

"That he did that to you." he stopped walking and placed his hands on my shoulders pulling me so that I was standing in front of him.

"You don't have to be sorry. I wasn't sad that he was gone I was pissed off. Seeing my mother struggle most of my life had me hating men like that. And I'm pissed off now knowing someone did the same to you, especially cause you're a nice fucking person." we continued to walk when we got to a park, sitting on a bench, his arm over my shoulder we sat in comfortable silence. But it didn't last long when he said he had something to say. Looking over at him he said.

"I'm going to be gone for a while." what?

"What?"

"I have to head out of town for some time, I leave next week." hell no, getting up from the bench I started to walk away shouting over my shoulder.

"Okay I get it. I can't fucking believe this, I can just hear my mothers voice, I told you not to come crying to me when he didn't want you. But you know what it's fine, just practice for future failures right." I kept walking until he caught up to me grabbing my shoulder.

"It's not like that'"

"I know what it's like okay." before I could yell more he grabbed my shoulders again and pushed his lips onto mine. I know I shouldn't have but I began to kiss him back. I brought up my hands to run through his dark blonde curls at the nape of his neck as his hands held onto my hips. He was the first to pull away much to my disappointment.

"I promise it's nothing like what you think. I have to go for my job."

"What kind of job needs a 26 year old traveling all over the place.

"I'm a fighter, and I just got the opportunity to make it in UFC, but in order to do that I have to compete, and to compete I gotta take my ass all over this country." realizing he was telling the truth I dropped my head in amberisment.

"Well shit. I'm sorry" he started to laugh.

"It's okay, I get it. To be honest I was worried about telling you but when you told me your news I just forgot, sorry." he wrapped his arms around me and I buried my face into his chest.

"I really like you Paz and I want to give us a shot." I nodded my head yes. We hung out the rest of that week, I even have pictures of him carrying around Parca.


He was gone for a little over a year before he came back. He got what he worked so hard for and was a top bill in MMA. Now being able to train out of his own sponsored gym in LA he only left to go fight big matches, and with his recent success he was able to travel by plane, so he was never gone long.

Parca only ever knew him as one of my friends so telling her otherwise was a little scary, but knowing how much he loved her I realized I didn't need to feel the way I did. Finally getting our food and taking a seat at one of the few tables this place had to offer I decided to wait until he began to eat before I told him anything. Unfortunately for me this bottomless pit of a man immediately began to devour his food.

"I think it's time we tell Par about us." he looked up at me with his cheeks adorably filled with food, laughing I handed him a napkin. Taking it he finished what was in his mouth before whipping it clean, then he cleared his throat.

"Really, cause I know what a weird time it is for you right now. With Par meeting the prick, and your dad." I choked on my ice tea trying not to laugh.

"Jon, we need to watch it, everyone cussing around Par and she's an f-word away from getting a note home from school."

"That would be a hilarious conversation to have with your niña." rolling my eyes.

"Anyway, yes I'm sure I want her to know. Summers birthday is next weekend and she wants to take us to Disneyland, that includes you Mr. Good. Don't you want to not have to watch what we do around her. Just be us?"

"Ya that sounds fucking fantastic, so when do we tell her?"

"I was thinking this upcoming Friday."

"Sounds good baby." I laughed as he brought up his beer to clink with my iced tea.


Bedroom getting ready for bed

While putting up my hair I had my ears trained on Parca singing in the bathtub, something I have learned to do well over the years. When I was done getting her pj's laid out on the bed I went into the bathroom to shampoo her hair then got her out and into my room. Once she was done getting dressed she jumped up on my lap as I started combing through her golden curls. More than half way done my phone began to ring, checking who it was I put it on speaker then placed it on the bed besides me.

"Hey Koz, what's up."

"Hey how'd you know it was me?" rolling my eyes I scoffed.

"Because I have caller id like most phones have nowadays. You should try updating from that awesome flip phone of yours."

"Hardy-har-har, always the smartass Dell." laughing I asked.

"What can I do you for Sergeant?"

"I called to say goodnight to my girl."

"Alright give me a sec." giving Parca's hair one final twist I took the phone off speaker and handed it to her. Not paying much attention to what Parca was saying I began to put things away. When she said her final goodnight I took the phone from her.

"Alright mi amor head over to your room and I'll be there in a moment okay." as her little legs went out the door I put my phone to my ear.

"She's a little chatterbox ain't she."

"That she is, she tells me the most interesting things." laughing I comment.

"Ya I know, just the other day she told me how many hours an elephant sleeps per day. She knows the weirdest things."

"She told me that you guys are going to Disneyland next weekend."

"Oh ya, it's my cousins birthday and she's taking us for the weekend."

"Oh really that sounds nice. Who the fuck is Jon Dell?" shit.

"What?"

"Par told me that a man named Jon is going to Disneyland too, when I asked who he is, it didn't really make sense to me. Who's Jon Dell?" oh well.

"Fuck it, Jon is my boyfriend." there was a silence that made me nervous before he finally spoke.

"Why didn't you tell me about the boyfriend Dell?" his voice sounded mad which made me pissed.

"Because it wasn't any of you fucking business, that's why."

"The hell it's not, if this guys hanging around my kid!"

"Are you fucking kidding me right now. The fact that you can say that to me is fucking laughable. Jon has known Parca way longer than you have, and he is going to continue to stay in her and my life, whether you fucking like it or not goodnight Kozik." hanging up the phone and throwing it on my bed a began to pace around my room. Fuck him for thinking he can say something like that. Running my hands through my hair I tried to calm myself down.

"Fucking prick."


Well that didn't end well, let me know what you thought of Paz and Kozik's conversation, and tell me where you fall on the whole Jon or Koz ships. Sorry I didn't get to Disneyland yet but it will be next update. Okay if any of you found my little WWE Easter egg and you happen to be a Dean Ambrose fan, please check my very new story were he is the main with an OC thrown in, I would greatly appreciate it. Until next time. Remember when you love show love, and drop me a review.