*8 1/2 months later*

It's the day of the wedding and I'm nervous as fuck. Like for one, I feel like a beached whale. Two, I don't feel good. And three, it's my wedding...so I just have the right to be nervous...

I get all ready, with the help of Nikki Bella and Brie Bella. I put on my dress. And Nikki does my hair because I was too lazy to hire a hair stylist. Brie does my makeup...clearly they are my best friends. AJ is too, of course. I think AJ ventured off to get last minute prep done. Bless all my friends souls for helping me.

I wanted a blue wedding dress, don't judge me. I'm not a normal person as you can see. We get finished with all that and I let the girls go find their lover boys. I want a minute to myself. I think about what this future is going to hold and all of that kind of stuff. I smile and stand up as I hear my dad knock on the door and come in.

"You ready?" He asks as he takes my arm.

I smile. "Of course I am." I say as we walk to the entrance doors of the wedding room. My brides maids and Romans groomsmen all walk out.

It goes: Nikki and John. Brie and Daniel. AJ and Punk. Kaitlyn and Seth. Renee and Dean. Then finally, Aksana and Cesaro.

Finally, it's time for my dad to walk me down the aisle. My dad walks me down the aisle as the guy who does the wedding talk that I swear is boring as hell.

"Are you the one giving Haylee up?" The guy asks.

My dad nods his head. "Yes, I am."

I get up on the stage thing and wait for the guy to talk.

"Roman, would you like to say your vows first?" The guys asks.

Roman nods. "I, Roman Reigns, take you, Haylee Jane Markison , to be my friend, my lover, the mother of my children and my amazing wife. I will be yours in times of plenty and in times of want, in times of sickness and in times of health, in times of joy and in times of sorrow, in times of failure and in times of triumph. I promise to cherish and respect you, to care and protect you, to comfort and encourage you, and stay with you, for all eternity."

I feel tears in my eyes, but Roman wipes them away. "I, Haylee Jane Markison, take you, Roman Reigns, to be my partner, loving what I know of you, and trusting what I do not yet know. I eagerly anticipate the chance to grow together, getting to know the man you will become, and falling in love a little more every day. I promise to love and cherish you through whatever life may bring us."

"Good, good, now both of you...repeat after me.." The guy says. Entreat me not to leave you, or to return from following after you, For where you go I will go, and where you stay I will stay. Your people will be my people, and your God will be my God. And where you die, I will die and there I will be buried. May the Lord do with me and more if anything but death parts you from me."

Roman and I both repeat him. Roman puts a ring on me, and then I put a ring on him. I am trying so hard not to cry right now.

The guy smiles. "I now pronounce you, Mr and Mrs Reigns. Roman, you may kiss your bride." The guy says.

Roman grabs the back of my back and pulls me into him, smashing his lips against mine. We share a very intense kiss. Then I start to feel pain in my stomach. I pull away and see that my water broke. Roman follows my glance.

"Haylee's water broke!" Roman yells as he picks me up and rushes me out the door and into his car. He drives me to the hospital. Once we get inside, everyone looks at us weird.

"My wife's water just broke at the altar. Can somebody help us?" Roman says as calmly as he can.

Some nurse leads us to a room and helps me change into an ugly gown.

"Ya know, I prefer my wedding dress more than this gown..." I say as I try to elevate my breathing through contractions.

Roman and some of the nurses laugh.

"Well, Haylee, looks like it's time to have this baby..." The doctor says with a smile...

An hour later, we welcome our baby girl, Alisa Louise Reigns.

I look down at her precious little face. "She's so adorable." I say with tears in my eyes.

Roman smiles. "Who would have thought that we could create something this amazing?" He says as he brushes his hand against Alisa's head.

"Who knows..." I say. "Who knows..."

Well, this is the end.
I might make a sequel.
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