Ch 10

After the shows, Mark took Stacy back to the hotel. He said his goodbyes to her on the elevator when they reached the floor Adam was on. Stacy gave him a hug goodbye heading down the hall playing with the key card. She wasn't sure what Adam's reaction would be. She hadn't been able to get hold of him all day and she had never showed up at one of his hotel's before without him expecting her.

"Hey Stacy," Mark called after her making her turn. "If you need me tonight, I'm in room 352," he tossed her a card key. "Don't be afraid to use it," he said feeling like she would need him.

"Thanks Mark," she softly said giving him a smile before turning back. She paused as she reached Adam's door laying her hand on it for a few minutes before slowly slipping the card in. She jumped slightly hearing the door click open. She went in smelling the familiar scent of her husband's cologne. Her eyes adjusted to the darkness of the room seeing his clothes thrown over a sofa.

"Adam?" she softly called out hearing only the low rumbling of the TV. She put down her bag heading into the bedroom finding her husband sound asleep on his back holding a paper in his hand against his chest. She leaned down kissing his cheek. He didn't stir as she took the paper out of his hand looking at it. She shook her head not believing he was reading about the best positions to conceive a baby. She put the paper down noticing a stack of others along with magazines all opened to articles about conceiving a child. "Why is us having a baby so important to you?" she whispered staring at her husband. She let out a troubled sigh feeling guilty again for thinking Adam was up to something else not just wanting them to start a family.

"Stacy?" Adam slowly opened his eyes staring at his wife in disbelief. He jumped up looking around the room realizing he had left all the stuff he had been reading out not knowing she would be coming to see him.

"Hi sweetie, didn't mean to startle you. I tried calling you but couldn't get a hold of you," she said sitting down on the bed.

"Darling, its fine I'm happy you're here," he smiled pulling her into his arms. "Why are you here? Are you okay?"

"I came with Mark to support him while he dealt with Stephanie," she said.

"That was nice of you. Did they work things out?"

"No, my Dad caught Stephanie with Dave. Mark caught them too so divorce in the only thing in their future," Stacy softly said still worried about Mark.

"That's awful," Adam caressed her back. "Anything I can do to help just let me know."

"Thanks Adam," she looked up into his eyes. "Can I ask you something?"

"Of course angel, do you mind if I use the bathroom first?" he said knowing there was something in there he didn't want her to see.

"Sure hon," she laid back against the pillows. He kissed her heading into the bathroom. He noticed her bag on the way grabbing it.

"I hope they are in here," he opened her bag searching through finding her birth control pills. He hesitated for a moment. "This is the right thing she wants to have a baby and she will be happy. She will never know I sped up the process," he whispered switching out her birth control pills with the sugar pills. He reached in taking out her vitamins comparing them to the fertility drug. "Close enough she only needs to take a few," he dumped out most of the vitamins in the trash putting the fertility pills into the bottle. "I'll be a dad in no time." He grinned grabbing the leaflets on the fertility drug and crumpling it up. He buried it in the bottom of the trash can scanning the room one more time to make sure there was no evidence of what he was up to. He headed back to his wife putting her bag back where it was.

"What did you want to ask me?" he sat back down next to her.

"Why are you so obsessed with us having a baby now?" she asked staring into his eyes.

"I already told you my career is set and I think its time. I love you and I want to have a family with you," he took her hand kissing it softly. "Come on Stacy think about it a little one maybe two or three running around our home."

"Adam, I really don't think we are ready for that. Like I said before, I don't want to raise our children by myself. You're going to be on the road and doing lots of promotional work when you're champ," she said seeing his eyes fill with sadness. "I think after your championship run will be a good time to have a baby. Adam, please don't get upset I'm not saying no I just want to wait another year or two."

"Stacy, there is no reason to wait. I'll work out my schedule so I'm home. You don't want to take the baby on the road that's fine. I'll make sure you have lots of help while I'm away."

"I don't need help I need you to be there," she firmly said making him deeply sigh.

"I will Stacy I promise," he caressed her face trying to keep his anger under control. He didn't want to fight with her there wasn't any point thanks to his latest idea she would get pregnant whether she wanted to or not. It would just be easier on his conscience if she wanted to have a baby.

"Adam, I don't know I need some time to think about this. Are you sure you're not keeping something from me?" she searched his eyes.

"Sweetheart, I'll give you some time. I'm not hiding anything I just want to have a family that's all," he lied to her with a straight face. Stacy still felt something wasn't right. "Are you okay?" Adam asked running his fingers along her cheek.

"Just tired and a little moody," she softly said.

"Time of the month huh?" he asked running his fingers through her hair. She nodded yes resting her head against his chest. "Why don't you change and we'll get some sleep."

"Ok," she softly said getting off the bed to get her bag and change. Adam waited till he heard the sound of the bathroom door before going into his bag and grabbing a calendar marking the date. He pulled out a book checking how many days till Stacy would ovulate marking that with a big red X.

"This is perfect hopefully by July will have some good news," he said not noticing his wife hadn't gone into the bathroom she was peeking through the door. She heard what he said and saw him marking the days.

"What the hell is he up to? Why is he lying to me?" she asked with tears in her eyes. She wanted to confront him but she decided it was best to figure out what was going on her own since he would only lie to her anyway.

Mark was reading the paper relaxing in bed when he heard his door open. He looked at the clock seeing it was shortly after midnight.

"Mark, are you still awake?" Stacy's troubled voice filled the room.

"I'm here," he rose going into the other room finding her visibly shaken.

"I'm sorry I wasn't going to bother you but I don't know who else to talk to. I feel like I'm losing my mind," she nervously paced staring at him then at the floor.

"Hey darling, I told you to come to me so stop the apologizing," he touched her shoulder stopping her, "What happened with Adam?"

"He is lying to me, I know it for sure," she threw a bunch of magazines on the table. "He wants a baby badly but not for the reason of wanting a family. There is some other reason but he won't tell me. I saw him tracking when I'll ovulate. He is acting nuts."

"Do you have any clue what the reason could be?" Mark looked at all the articles seeing Adam had underlined parts about best way and time to conceive.

"No, I keep racking my brain," she sat down on the sofa. "Mark, what am I going to do? I can't trust my own husband."

"It will be ok Stacy," Mark put the articles down wrapping his arm around her. "I don't know what help I can be but I'll try to help you figure this out."

"He started this nonsense after he met with my Dad. My Dad must have said something to cause this even though he won't admit he did," she ran a hand through her hair nervously.

"You can try talking to your Dad again."

"I have a feeling that will only frustrate me more. I'm going to do some checking around my parents maybe I'll find an answer there," she deeply sighed leaning against his shoulder. "Thanks for listening to me again."

"Anytime," he smiled. "Feel free to seek me out anytime even in the middle of the night."

"Thanks Mark, I should head back before he wakes up," Stacy softly spoke dreading what the morning would bring.

"You feel up to a quick game of cards?" he didn't want her to leave yet.

"Sure," she smiled knowing he was trying to distract her from her worries.

"I'll be right back with the cards," he headed into the bedroom. She leaned back staring at the ceiling realizing how much Mark meant to her and how she was starting to rely on him more and more.