A/N: Sorry it took me so long to update, I got distracted for a second and kind of forgot about this one. It's not much and I wrote it thinking about what I want to happen in next chapter so it's kind of a fill in. I hope you like it anyways and thanks so much for the nice reviews.

LOVE DRUNK

Pushing the inside of his cheek with his tongue and arching an eyebrow high in his brow, Ted Dibiase Jr, allowed his back to rest against the sofa he was sitting on as he lazily ran the palm of his hand over his full stomach. Once he was comfortable enough he tilted his head to the side, his blue eyes immediately getting caught up with the image of the woman sitting by his side.

She was quiet; in fact, ever since he managed to get her out of bed so that they could eat the food he ordered, she hadn't said much. A yes here, a no there and from time to time she would even venture to say something that wasn't a monosyllable… like when he asked her if she liked the food and she responded with an 'I guess'.

The lack of conversational skills she seemed to be suffering didn't frustrate Ted, quite the contrary; he was very pleased that she agreed to eat with him somewhere else that wasn't in bed and even more pleased when she ate her share of without complaining about it.

True, she didn't eat all of it but in his mind it was a great progress that she at least ate more than the half.

So yeah, he was content by that… and that was without mentioning how pleased he was that earlier on she kissed him.

It hadn't been him the one that kissed her, it was all her and this time she couldn't say that she was drunk and out of her mind. She kissed him… a small peck on the lips that didn't last more than five seconds but a kiss nonetheless.

Not that he really believed that a rare event like that could happen again anytime soon, but at least he knew that for one time only, with her mind clear and with the full knowledge that it was him, Maryse was the one who kissed him.

Unable to help it, the corner of his lips curved into a smile and he shifted positions so he could face her.

"So…" He said casually, his sparkling blue eyes searching for hers while his mind took joy in the way she tilted her head up to him so she could meet his stare with her lovely hazel orbs.

He didn't know what it was but he really liked it when she looked at him like that and in that particular moment, he got lost into her eyes and for a moment he forgot what he was about to say.

It was for a second though because as soon as he realized how stupid he was probably looking he blinked his eyes away and blew out of a breath.

"Have you thought about a name for the baby?" He asked because one, he wanted to know and two, he felt like he needed to say something to break the silence.

At the mention of her daughter, Maryse face lit up a little, but then she sighed and slumping her shoulder she wrinkled her nose. "I can't make up my mind."

Humming and wanting to make her smile, Ted shrugged. "What about this, let's name her Theodora."

"Ugh, no way!" Maryse said as soon as the name was brought up and even though she didn't flash him one of those full smiles she used give around so freely before they began to fall apart, her lips did crack a little.

"Why not? It's a beautiful name?"

Rolling her eyes and shaking her head a little, Maryse opened her mouth to respond. "Actually… I was between Sophia and Valery; what do you think?"

Tilting his head to the other side and looking up to the ceiling, Ted thought about it and decided that yes, he liked both names. "Sophia Dibiase or Valery Dibiase. I like them…"

"Well, I can't decide which one I like better." Maryse said with a shrug and then she did the unimaginable… she leaned against Ted and rested her head against his chest.

For a moment the two of them remained like that, Ted immobile and trying to remember when was the last time she acted so comfortable with him Maryse breathing softly as her hand came to rest over one of his knees.

"Ted?"

"Uh?" He said, the word sounding very dumb once it escaped his lips. How was it that he lost all eloquence just by having Maryse resting against him?

Sure, the last few months had been tough on their friendship but before the whole thing began they were good friends and not that they would spend their days touching each other, but back in the day they would touch in a friendly manner like she was doing now and it never made his mind run a thousand miles per second like it was doing in that moment.

"I never put the crib together."

At the tone she used when saying that, Ted snorted, allowing his hand to casually rest on her arm. He waited a moment and when no protest came he began to speak. "Good… we didn't want the crib falling apart anyway; why don't we do this? Give me the key to your apartment and before baby Dibiase is released from the hospital I'll take some time to finish her room."

"No, I want to be there to finish the room. Besides I'm not done buying things."

"Then come with me; in a day we could be done with everything."

She breathed in against him and he felt her head move a little. "I can't." She said and he remembered how set she was with the thought that she had to be near the hospital at all times so she could visit the baby every day.

He understood her, but rationally speaking he didn't think that she should spend the whole time the baby was going to be in the hospital away from home. After all he made some research and the time a premature baby was expected to stay in the hospital was around two months, sometimes even more.

So if she remained there, who was going to take her of her business? What about her bills, what about when she ran out of clothes and like she said, what about the baby's room?

There has been some talk about transferring the baby to a hospital in LA; the Drs said it was safe since she was going to travel in her incubator and all that, but at the end it has been decided that they would wait until the baby was a bit stronger than she was now and the estimated time was from four to six weeks.

Meaning that a whole month could pass by until she would willingly return to her place.

Breathing in and knowing that he would lose his time by trying to make her change her mind, Ted looked down; he was only able to see the top of her head and leaning his face forward he pressed his lips into her hair.

On her part, Maryse remained resting there, her breathing at unison with his as his fingers began to move lazily up her arm, taking in the texture of her soft skin as his finger moved by their own accord.

"Can I tell you something?" He said, not giving too much thought about what he wanted to say because if he did, he would end up saying nothing.

Humming, the blonde Diva snuggled closer to him and Ted smiled. "What is it?"

"You scared me; after the accident I was really afraid that you and the baby were not going to make it and I was going crazy. Just to think about it sends chills down my spine and I don't know, after that I can only think that I don't want to stay on tip toes over the line you put between us and you know, I've been wondering… if there would be a chance, even the smallest one that we could try things out…"

Snorting softly without moving her head up to look at him, Maryse breathed out. "Are you asking me out?"

"Well… maybe?" He said with a frown and as he mused about what he just said, he understood what his dad told him once about starting things backwards. First he got her pregnant and then he was asking her out…

"You know I can't think about that now, Ted."

Content with the fact that at least she didn't blurted out a no, Ted closed his eyes and inhaled on the sweet aroma of her shampoo. "I know… I just want you to think about it."

Humming again, Maryse dragged her hand up to his hip and for a while they remained like that, resting against each other as time passed them by.

After several minutes, Ted moved his other hand to her hair, and when she made no movement whatsoever he wondered if she has fallen asleep…

"Maryse-" He whispered and got no response.

He chuckled, running his fingers through her soft hair to see if she would wake up. She didn't, and as much as he liked the fact that he had the mother of his child sleeping on him he knew he had to wake her up.

"Maryse, wake up…" He said again and this time she startled, moving away from him. "Hello there sleeping beauty."

At that the blonde blinked, her check tinged with red as a result of pressing it against him and her warm eyes shining with sleep. She looked stunning like that and it took all the effort in him not to lean into her and kiss her…

Would she kiss him back if he did? Maybe, he wanted to believe that Maryse was at least attracted to him even if it was the slightest bit and he wanted to prove that theory by kissing her and see what she would do.

But he also knew that this was not the time for such a thing, she was still upset about the baby and even if she would go along with him, she may ended up regretting it later and he didn't want that.

It has taken him a long time to be where he was now with her and he didn't want to risk it.

"You are tired, why don't you go to bed?" He said softly and with a dramatic roll of her eyes that was purely Maryse, she mumbled something about not wanting to move. "Come on, I'll help you out."

With that said, he got up to his feet and grabbed her hands to help her up as well. Then he walked her back into the room and once she was standing next to the bed he observed as she threw herself over the soft mattress.

Smiling at the sight of her, Ted turned around and was about to walk out when she called him. "Don't go, come here with me."

Upon hearing those words, Ted turned around and through half closed eyelids he looked at her. She was laying on her side, hair all over the pillow and her eyes were closed.

"Don't look at me like that because I'm not going to jump on you, we'll only sleep."

Chuckling, Ted lifted a hand and ran it down his face. "I didn't say anything about you jumping on me… you did."

"Ugh, never mind. Go sleep somewhere else then."

Shaking his head and walking towards the bed, Ted climbed on top of it.

He would never understand the how this woman's mind really worked, but playing along with her he laid by her side and then he tentatively pressed to her so he could wrap his arm around her waist.

She didn't protest that and for the longest while he just held her close, breathing into her scent without moving a muscle. It was nice to be with her like that and just when he could feel that he was starting to drift off as well, he brought one of her hands to his lips and kissed her knuckled.

"Good night, Maryse..."