Chapter 10 - Déjà vu
Amyra watched as her twin exited the bathroom she'd just run into; a look of concern all over her face as she watched Amaya wipe her mouth and walked back over to the table. She looked extremely green. "Maya, what was that all about?"
"I don't know I just suddenly felt nausea. I guess when you have to puke; you have to puke." Amaya shrugged as she sat back down next to Isaac.
"Mommy ok?" Isaac's quiet voice asked.
"Yea baby, I'm ok." She leaned over and kissed his forehead softly. She spared a glance at the plastic cup of peanut butter and could feel herself getting nauseas again. "Can you…can you take Isaac back to the waiting room…Ask Roman to watch him for me. I don't think I'm done puking yet."
Amyra nodded as she gathered her things and took each of the children's hands and guided them back to the waiting room outside of the maternity ward.
Amaya's aqua eyes watched as they walked out of the cafeteria. Her aqua eyes drifted down to her flat stomach. Could this really be happening again? The first time she was pregnant her and Roman were at odds and were speaking. And if she was pregnant again, naturally nothing could be going right, because she and Roman were living in different cities and barely talking. She frowned as she shouldered her small backpack purse and went in search for a nurse.
Amaya was in luck as a nurse walked out of a restroom. "Excuse me do you work here?" She watched as she brunette turned around and her name tag red 'Pam'
"Yes ma'am is there something I can help you with?" She asked with a smile on her face.
"Yea actually you can…"
"DADDY!" Isaac's squeal echoed through the halls.
Roman perked up as he watched Isaac let go of Amyra's hand and ran over to him. "Where's Amaya?" He asked once Amyra got closer.
"Mommy is sick." Isaac stated softly from Roman's lap.
"What? What's wrong with Amaya?" Roman asked his voice full of concern.
Amyra shook her head. "I'm not sure. She just started feeling nausea; maybe it's the flu or something. None of us had been in bed long before Zaria's water broke. She said she'll catch up with us in a few."
"Are you sure she's ok?" Roman asked once more.
Amyra nodded. "Yes Roman, she's fine sweetie." Amyra smiled softly. She knew no matter what happened between her twin and her twin's husband he would still worry about her when she didn't feel good.
About 15 minutes later Amaya walked up and sat down between her sister and Roman, she noticed Isaac fell asleep against his father's chest. She knew it would happen once he got that snack in his belly; that combined with Roman's body heat would put anyone out. She was slightly annoyed that the nurse she found couldn't help her with what she asked. She looked up and saw Roman looking at her. "What?"
"Are you okay? Isaac said you were sick." Roman stated.
She could see the worry in his eyes and laced in his voice. She nodded. "I'm fine. Just stress and lack of sleep probably." She shrugged. 'Just tell him you miss him you chicken shit' she admonished to herself. She reached up and ran her thumb across his right eyebrow because it kept twitching which was a sign he hadn't gotten much sleep. "You've been here all night since the show huh?"
Roman nodded. "Yes ma'am. The things you do for your crazy friends who get hurt."
"He's going to have to have surgery isn't he?" She asked softly.
Roman nodded again. "Yea tomorrow morning more than likely. I was thinking if he and Zaria don't get things worked out, I might have him stay in the spare bedroom; I don't want to leave him alone or maybe see if Stephanie can see about getting him a nurse or whatever. What do you think?" He asked.
"I think he's lucky to have friends like you and I'm sure whatever happens he'll appreciate anything. And you know if he needs anything and you're on the road all he has to do is call us and we'll get him whatever he needs whenever he needs it. We won't leave him completely alone. I promise Roman." Amaya stated truthfully.
Roman nodded as he took her hand and softly kissed the palm of it. "You're an angel, you know that Amaya?"
Amaya shook her head. "I don't feel very angelic Roman." 'Tell him! Tell him you miss him and you don't care anymore and you want to fight him for every second of the rest of your lives together' her brain demanded. "I…" She was cut off from her thought as the double doors to the waiting room swung open.
All eyes looked over and watched as Dean was sitting in a wheel chair holding a fussy bundle wrapped in a blue blanket. Roman stood and carefully set Isaac down on the chair; Amyra handed Sammy over to Safina. "Watch your brother and cousin for me." She smiled as Safina nodded.
Amaya walked over as she peered down at the little bundle. "What do we have here Mr. Ambrose." She squatted down.
"Well princess this would be my son Dean Ambrose Jr. My wife was clearly out of her mind from the pain of labor when she suggested we name him after me." Dean hadn't taken his eyes off his son since he'd been placed in his arms. He was too fascinated by the squirming tiny human he helped create with the love of his life.
Amaya smiled softly when he used the nick name he'd given her a few years prior when she was the shields assistant; she leaned over and kissed Dean's cheek. "He's perfect sweet prince." She winked at him using the nick name she'd given him as she stood and backed away so the others could see the baby as well and share in the happiness.
Roman's grey eyes landed on the beautiful baby boy in his best friend and brother's arms. He leaned over and kissed the top of his head. "Looks like something good came from this night."
Dean chuckled. "That it did bro; that it did." They bumped fists and Dean felt Roman ruffle his hair.
Amyra smiled softly. "How's Zaria doing?"
Dean nodded. "She's good. She didn't rip or need stitches and I think she's going to be coming home with me. We got everything talked out."
Seth smiled and suddenly knew he wanted more babies with Amyra. "Future shield member; DJ."
"Ugh DJ babe?" Amyra asked.
"Duh – Dean Jr…DJ" Seth stated as if it were the most obvious thing. "When can we have another?" Seth asked as he kissed the side of her neck; pulling her into his arms.
"Another huh; I think we can talk about it when we get home."
DJ, as he fondly became known as was 5 days old now and quietly sleeping against his father's chest as Dr. Baldwin was once again checking over the stitches in Dean's knee. They had postponed Dean's surgery for a few days just so he could enjoy the afterglow of being a first time father.
Zaria was sitting on a soft chair next to Dean's bed her hand in his and she could feel his thumb softly rubbing circles around the back of her hand as his free hand was slowly rubbing circles on his sleeping son. He didn't care if they had to amputate from the knee down; lying in the hospital bed after a couple hours of surgery with his son was about as content as it could get.
Her emerald eyes stayed on them. She was worried he'd get some random pain and would jerk his body and jolt the baby out of his sleep and scare him. Zaria shook her head as he stuck his tongue out at her before he kissed his sons head. She wasn't sure how he was going to take fatherhood and a few years ago no one would've ever thought Dean Ambrose could be a dad or even wanted to for that matter, but she was amazed at the things he did; half the time she was sure he'd only done them to make her happy and his happiness be damned.
Asking her to marry him was a big one. Anyone who knew Dean thought for sure he was just going to date until he died. When they announced their engagement and the flash from the Diamond and Sapphire ring perched on her left ring finger blinded everyone; they all knew it was love and Dean was suddenly ready to grow up and take his rightful place as the man that Zaria needed in her life. He'd gotten a few big brother threats from her older brother of course, but he brushed it off just like he had everything else that didn't mean a thing in his life.
"Mr. Ambrose, It's looking quite beautiful. I would say give it a couple more days and well get you packed up and shipped home. Your employer has made all the arrangements for you as well as a young lady by the name of Amaya Reigns, I believe." Dr. Baldwin stated.
"You bet your sweet ass I did doc." Amaya stated as she walked into the room and smiled before making a beeline to Zaria and enveloped one of her best friends into the tightest hug she could before she. "Sit down and relax honey, lord knows you could use after you pushed his child out of your body; no doubt he was hanging on not wanting to come out. He was fed and comforted."
Zaria and Dean couldn't help laughing at Amaya's smart mouth; she was probably right. "So what did you get yourself into Amaya?" Dean asked.
Amaya smiled softly. "I talked with Stephanie and she directed me to the wellness program coordinator. You'll have a nurse from Tampa memorial come by for a couple of hours a day to check on you and your physical therapy starts when you get home in a couple of days and he will be coming to your house, they don't want to take a chance and have you get hurt trying to get to PT. And my lovely Zaria a nanny is going to come to the house from 8 PM to 8 AM and help you or DJ out until your maternity leave is done or until you can handle Jr and Sr together."
"Too bad you're still doing the assistant thing for Roman - you would make a hell of a Family Medical Leave Coordinator for WWE; especially for families with Superstars and Divas who are out with work related injuries." Zaria stated.
Amaya nodded. "Yea well, I've wasted enough of your valuable family time." She walked over and kissed the top of hew knew nephews head. "I came to give you the good news and kiss my nephew. You guys call me if you need anything; even after you leave back to Tampa. Please don't hesitate."
Dean chuckled. "The chic's only come for the baby. I knew fatherhood wasn't all it's cracked up to be." They watched as Amaya made her rounds to say good bye to her little extended family before leaving. Dean made a face. "Uh babe, I think DJ left a present for you in his diaper."
A surprised look on her face. "A present? For me? I love presents."
"Yea well I don't think you're going to cherish this one exactly. My God woman what are you feeding him?" He questioned as Zaria stood and took the still sleeping newborn from his father's arms.
Zaria giggled as she walked over to the changing table the nurses had placed in Dean's room for her and changed his diaper before picking him up and handing him back to Dean; where he took his place on his chest once more. "See that present wasn't as bad as you made it out to be."
Dean snatched Zaria's hand before she could walk away. "Come lay with us woman." He gently tugged on her arm as he moved over slightly and pulled her into the bed with him. His son fast asleep on his chest once again and his wife tucked into the side of his body.
Nope life couldn't get much better than it already was.
Amaya looked at the blue and white plastic stick as she sighed heavily. She checked her watch and shook her head. She already knew what the results were but for some reason she couldn't believe it until she actually visually saw them.
Stupid 10 minute wait.
"Amaya…Where are you sis?" Amyra's voice cut into Amaya's thoughts.
Amaya tossed the plastic stick onto the counter as she walked out of her bathroom and closed the door behind her. "What's up Myra?" She asked.
Amyra looked at her skeptically. "Everything okay?"
"Peachy as always." Amaya answered before pushing her hands into the back pockets of her jeans. "What's up?"
"I was going to see if I could borrow your little black dress. Seth actually hired a baby sitter and is taking me out tonight." Amyra smiled. They had been able to go on more dates since Seth had moved from WWE to NXT 3 years ago.
It was disgustingly cute how in love Amyra and Seth were. Amaya nodded as she walked into the closet and grabbed the dress. She loved this stupid dress. It was simple and cute and showed off just enough leg to drive Roman crazy. It was his own fault it was the first thing he ever bought her aside from her engagement and wedding ring set.
"So Stephanie offered you a new position in the company huh?" Amyra asked. "Are you going to take it?"
"I kind of like being a mom and Roman's button pusher. Even though I haven't done much for him in the last few months since we've been apart." Amaya admitted.
Amyra could see her twin was in some kind of turmoil. "What wrong Amaya? You haven't seemed like yourself since DJ was born last week."
"I miss my husband, I miss my best friend, I miss the sound of Isaac's giggles echoing in the house when Roman was home and then would wrestle in the living room while I was making dinner. I can't believe I'm getting ready to say this but at this point I don't care if he screwing a million women at those parties and auctions; I want my family back. I know it's probably going to kill me to find out if Roman cheated on me with even one woman, I can't imagine what will happen to my heart if it was more than one. Either way I can't move on and get over it until I ask him and I'm just going to have to bite the bullet and ask. Next week on his days off I think he'll be in Tampa to go check on Dean, Zaria and the baby and when he does I'm following him because it's our turn to talk and fix our marriage." Amaya stated softly.
Amaya's phone alarm went off and she hit the stop button before she disappeared into the bathroom.
Amyra knew if Roman cheated on her sister with even one of those women; it was going to be the end of everything that was pure and loving about her sister. A woman could only take so much. And with everything she knew her sister read in the files; there was a big possibility that Roman had cheated on her…just to save his career. Amyra took the dress and left to get ready.
Amaya stared at the blue and white plastic stick as tears rolled down her cheeks. It was like Déjà vu all over again.
Amaya was fast asleep when the high pitched ringing of her cell phone woke her up. She looked at the time and it was nearing 3AM. She looked at her phone and didn't recognize the number on it. "Hello?" Her sleepy voice answered.
"Is this Mrs. Amaya Reigns?" A voice asked.
"This is she, who is this?" She asked back.
"My name is Michelle Martin; I'm head nurse at Chicago General in Illinois." The lady said.
Suddenly everything stopped as Amaya sat up…Chicago General? Chicago Illinois…WWE was in Chicago tonight…OH GOD!
"I'm afraid your husband was in an accident."