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*Megan's POV*

It's been a few days since I went to the doctor and she ran some tests on me. I was told that she'll be in contact in a few days with the results and I was anxiously waiting for that day to come. The stress that I've been going through for the last few days has been at an all time high and the physical stress from all of the traveling and appearances that I've been having to make since the day after my appointment, haven't been making it any better. My body has been taking a beating, and usually I've been able to recover pretty quickly from it and get it together but for the last two weeks or so, my body's just not putting up with it anymore, no matter how much my brain and my heart tell me to keep going.

Though I kept pushing myself, unfortunately it caused my body to push back and shut down. I woke up in the trainers room and saw the trainer fixing a few things before realizing I was awake.

"Ms. Callway, nice to see you awake." He said as he walked up to me. Helping me up, I sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed my eyes. Roman came into the room and hugged me, relieved to know that I was okay.

"What happened to me?" I asked as Roman pulled away.

"You fainted." Replied Roman. "Has your doctor called back yet?"

I shook my head to signal a no and looked up at the trainer as he checked my reflexes and to see if anything was out of the ordinary. "Am I going to be okay?"

"Well, you don't have any broken or fractured bones." He said. "There's no signs of any sprains or any signs of anything wrong with your nerves. Are you in any pain?"

"No, I feel fine. There's just times when I feel light headed and I will eat and throw it back up a bit later. That's why I've been choosing to not eat until after my matches."

We all looked at each other in silence while the trainer thought for a moment. "Let me perform a few tests on you to make sure it's not a concussion. Obviously you went to the doctor before today. You can let them know of any tests that we've done on our end when they give you the results of anything that they've done on their end."

Roman waited outside while the trainers completed their testing on me. Once it was all done, Roman was allowed to come back in.

"She doesn't have a concussion." Said the trainer and I let out a sigh of relief. "Our suggestion is for Megan to consult with her doctor with that person knowing Megan on a more personal level and knowing more of Megan's medical history than we do."

Just then, I recieved a phone call and looked to see that it was my doctor calling me. I answered the phone to hear her say for me come in on Wednsday for the results. I suddenly felt nervous, because of all of the possibilities of what it could be wrong.

"Can you come with me for the results, Roman?" I asked quietly. "I don't want to go by myself."

He nodded and kissed my forehead. "I'll go with you. Do you want to try to snack on something to keep you good until your match?"

I made a face. "I don't have a match tonight, but I do have to go out to the ring for a promo. I'll stick with my usual salad but I want it with grilled chicken and ranch dressing."

"You've been craving ranch dressing a lot, lately." He said as he grabbed my hand to help me down.

I walked side by side with him and thuoght about it. "It just tastes so good. That's probably why."

A few days later...

When the day came for my appointment, just like Roman had promised, he was right there with me as I signed in and waited to be called. When the nurse finally came out and called out my name, I took Roman with me as we followed the nurse to the room. She was a short woman, but slender and with an athletic type of build. She had black hair with blue eyes and had her hair up in a bun. After taking my vitals and asking a few questions she left to get the doctor.

"What do you think it could be?" Asked Roman quietly.

I stared into space and shrugged. "I honestly don't know. It could be stress or it could be something else."

The doctor came in about ten minutes later and closed the door behind her. The doctor was a tall woman with blonde hair that was elegantly up. Her eyes were green, just like mine and her smile was contagious. Roman and her introduced themselves as she put my papers down and sat on the chair.

"Well I have some good news for you, Megan." She started out as she looked up at me from her chair. "After reviewing your results, I can happily confirm that you are three weeks pregnant."

*Roman's POV*

Our jaws dropped when we heard the news and I felt a rush of happiness inside me and hugged Megan when she began to cry.

"I can't believe I'm pregnant." Muffled Megan into my chest, as she continued to cry.

I pulled back and cupped her chin. "Is that a good thing?"

She smiled up at me with tears still streaming down her face. "I've always wanted to be a mother, in case you forgot, mister. When am I due?"

"Let's see here..." The doctor started out as she checked the calender and calculated the dates. "You should be due May 27th. But there's a possibility that the baby can come before or after."

"Why would it come before?" Megan asked curiously.

The doctor smiled. "It can be for different reasons. It can be a health reason or simply because the baby is just ready to come out and the body is ready to go into labor. This is your first pregnancy, so it's okay to have all of these questions and concerns about the pregnancy as it goes on. Don't be afraid to ask."

"How much longer does she have to go through the morning sickness?" I asked.

"Every pregnancy is different so every woman may experience it differently than the next." Replied the doctor. "Usually, it's about three months or so while the body gets adjusted to all of the hormones. Megan may also feel some heartburn and that's okay. It's normal for that to happen throughout pregnancy but it may not occur until later on in the pregnancy when you start getting your stomach pushed up on."

"When will I start showing?" Megan asked, seeming excited.

"Women start to show, usually from 12 weeks on." Replied the doctor. "At 12 weeks, the fingers and toes are forming, they curl up, the ears are forming and go to where they're supposed to be as the eyes go from the side of the head, to the front. So that is a pretty big time for the pregnancy."

After talking for a while longer and getting some more information, we walked out and made another appointment for the first sonagram. I looked over at Megan and saw her in a bit of a nervous state while we waited.

"What's wrong?" I asked her as I kissed her cheek.

Megan looked up at me. "I'm nervous about telling my dad. I know your family will be happy, but my dad's a bit more on the serious side."

"We'll figure out how to tell him." I whispered in her ear before kissing her temple .

"There's something else that I've been thinking about lately." She told me as she got her appointment card and walked beside me as she put it away.

While we waited for the elevator, she leaned against me as I wrapped an arm around her. "I was thinking about maybe adopting Cassandra."

"Are you serious?" I asked her.

She nodded. "Yeah. Cassandra's like a daughter to me and she calls me mom all the time. I really don't mind adopting her. I would love to have her as my daughter. Besides, we're giving her a little brother or sister in about nine months or so. I've been thinking about it for a while and I wanted to let you know."

I couldn't help but give her about the biggest grin that I think I have ever given anybody as I cupped her face. "I love you, Megan."

She smiled up at me and brushed her nose with mine. "I love you, Roman."

I gave her a kiss and almost forgot where it is that we were until the elevator made a noise when the doors opened.

*Megan's POV*

The next few days have all been a blur, but I couldn't help but smile and feel happy as I walked around backstage, looking for Stephanie and Paul to let them know what was going on. My friends congratulated me on the good news and I felt as if I was glowing and on cloud nine. I knocked on their door and was greeted by Paul.

"Hey, come in." He said with a smile. Stephanie was sitting on the seat next to him and smiled at me as she greeted me.

"Is everything okay?" They asked as I sat down.

I sighed and felt my stomach turn into knots as I wondered on how to tell them the news about my pregnancy.

"I won't be able to wrestle for a while." I told them quietly, anxiously awaiting their reactions. "I'm pregnant."

"Oh my God, you're pregnant?" Asked Stephanie happily.

I smiled. "Yes. I just found out a few days ago and I'm almost a month along. My doctor gave me the paperwork in case I had to show you anything."

"That's absolutely fine." Said Stephanie. "We'll talk to Creative to see how we can get you off television for your pregnancy. Does Roman know?"

"Yeah, he knows. He came with me when we went to get the results." I responded. "Roman's really excited about it."

"Does your dad know?" Asked Paul.

I made a face. "I'm nervous about telling him. But I'll let him know. He should be here in a bit."

After talking for a bit longer, I walked out of their office and saw my dad walking around backstage with someone from the crew that he was friends with. When he saw me, he smiled and walked over to me after ending his conversation with the guy.

"Hey, Darlin'." He said as he gave me a hug. "How you feeling?"

"I'm good." I replied. "But I have to tell you something, but I don't want you to be mad."

My dad looked at me curiously. "What is it, are you in trouble?"

I shook my head. "No, but I haven't been feeling too good for a while and so I went to the doctor to see what was wrong. I went back a few days ago for the results and um...I'm pregnant."

His eyes lit up as he stood there without saying a word. I refused to look up at him, over nervousness that he may something bad about it. But instead, he just took me in his arms for a hug.

"I can tell that it's a surprise, but I'm not mad, Darlin'." He said into my hair as he continued to hold me in his arms. "You'll be the first one to give me a grandchild and I better hope to see Roman taking extra care of you now that you're expecting a baby."

"You're really happy, Daddy?" I asked him when I pulled back to look up at him.

He gave me his smile and nodded. "I'm happy. You were nervous about telling me?"

I nodded. "People in our family have said to wait until marriage to have a child and I didn't. I wanted to make sure you wouldn't be upset."

"What are you going to do about the Kate situation?" He asked. "You're already stressed out enough as it is and she isn't making it any better. I don't want nothing bad to happen to you and the baby over stress."

I sighed as I made a face. "We'll figure something out. Right now, I just want to focus on the baby."