Murder City Princess

a/n: Alex Shelley and Chris Sabin belong to themselves along with everyone else in TNA that is mentioned. I own my OCs and that's all, enjoy.

So as you learned in the last chapter the baby is a girl and her name is gonna be Kara Jade… this if just another fun quirky chapter about Kayleigh's baby shower. And… I know as a rule guys aren't usually involved in baby showers but this is not your normal couple. Plus the idea of Alex, Chris and Jimmy being surrounded by a bunch of chicks at a baby shower is too funny to pass up.

Oh and so you understand… everything written in italics is her writing in a diary in the present time. Regular type is her memories aka the bulk of the story takes place in her memory. {in brackets and italics are her thoughts in her memories} and as far as any promos or in ring action, they will be written in third person and in Bold.

Chapter eleven: So this is a baby shower…

The next month and half was pretty busy but Patrick stuck to his word. He went up and helped train some kids at Can Am during the week in the afternoon and early evenings, then on weekends he would leave and do some Indie shows with boys. I don't really want to know how much our cell phone bills was in those months, because Patrick either called or texted me every ten or fifteen minutes asking 'is Kara moving…' or 'are you feeling alright baby girl?'. Which is extremely sweet and then when he would come home he would rush over to me and kiss me telling you how much he loved me and missed me, I felt so loved constantly.

Halloween weekend was my not so surprise birthday shower at Chris and Kate's place just outside the city. I wasn't really in the greatest mood on that day but Patrick forced me to get my ever expanding ass out of bed and put on something cute so I looked nice for the baby shower.

"Baby please… the girls have worked so hard on this baby shower. If I don't bring you they are going to kill me." Patrick said pounding on the door of the bathroom. I was not feeling leaving the house in the only outfit I had that fit me halfway decently. It was a black and red dress with black tights and black paten leather flats. It's not my normal style, I looked like a fourteen year old emo kid. I stuck my head out the bathroom door and Patrick smiled at me. "Baby girl you look beautiful, now can we please go. Kate is going to string me up by my balls if you late… she even showed me how she'd do it." Patrick said pouting grabbing himself.

I just rolled my eyes and opened door all the way and stepped out of the bathroom. I was really showing now, I was five months pregnant and I looked it. Patrick smiled when he noticed that dress was a little more low cut then I remembered. "Oh my boobies," he said with a laugh pulling me close to him and kissed me quickly before taking a step back and taking a good look at me while he held on to one of my hands. "You look great baby… now lets go before I get distracted and do something very… very against doctor's orders." He said with a cheeky little grin handing me my purse.

I just laughed and slung my purse over my shoulder and looked at my very sweet and extremely hot boyfriend. He had on this really amazing pair of jeans, like fit him perfectly my god his ass looked amazing in them. He had on a nice black t-shirt that hugged him perfectly. He was seconds away from being jumped himself. "Ok.. this better not be filled with middle aged women and my mother better not be there." I said wrapping my arm around his and resting my head on his shoulder as we walked down the stairs and out to his car.

"To the best of my knowledge, the only middle aged woman that is going to be there is my mom and maybe one or two of my aunts. I don't think the girls invited your mom, if they did baby I'm sorry. " He added opening the car door for me. Being pregnant and getting into a car is not the most comfortable nor easiest thing in the world. Patrick on more than one occasion has joked about putting it on youtube but he's avoided doing so at pain of losing his favorite appendage.

The car ride to Kate and Chris's house was fun and mildly scary. Patrick always drove like a maniac, which used to turn me on but now it just scares the holy hell out of me. He keeps saying once the baby's born he'll be a much safer driver but until then he had no issues going near 90 down the free way.

Parking behind Josh's car, Patrick jumped out of the car and ran around the car opening the door for me and helping me out. Cars were parked all along the road, there had to be at least twenty if not thirty people there. "Patrick, are you sure I know everyone that's gonna be here?" I asked as he reached into the car and grabbed my purse for me. He shrugged.

"I switched out our phones a week ago, the girls said they called a bunch of people that were in your phone." He wrapped an arm around my waist and walked with me to the door. Turning to look at me for a moment. "Act surprised please, other wise they will know I can't keep a secret to save my life." I just nodded and he kissed me quickly and rang the door bell.

Jen and Kate answered the door and screamed surprise at me and I acted all shocked. "Sure, surprise the pregnant chick…" I muttered as the dragged me into the living room which was filled with people I vaguely knew. Patrick's mother and sister were there and greeted me with quick hug, Pete's wife was there, like three girls I went to high school with… and my mother. I turned and looked back at Patrick who was getting handed a beer by Chris who just shook his head.

"My god Kayleigh you have gotten big…" My mother said trying to make idle conversation as I was being greeted by the guests.

"Which tends to happen when one has a child growing inside of them… why are you here?" I asked softly. Patrick saved me from the answer when he came up behind me and wrapped an arm around my waist and gave me a kiss.

"Hello Patrick…" My mother said with a slight tone of annoyance in her voice, she obviously was still upset with the fact he was the father of her first grandchild.

"Hi Jessica.." He said softly to my mother before taking me by the hand and leading my over to the couch where his mother and sister were sitting. "Mom move over… let Kay sit down." His mother smiled up at me and scooted over. I sat down and Patrick crouched down and in a hushed tone he said. "I had no idea she was going to be here… I told the girls that you guys weren't on the best of terms but they obviously don't listen." He paused taking swig of his beer and glared across the room which made his mother look over at us.

"Patrick what's going on between you and Kayleigh's mother. That woman is giving you the most evil look right now." The future grandmother of my daughter said sounding rather concerned about why my mother was glaring at her son. I let out a heavy sigh and reached over and took her hand.

"It's a long story… Patrick was just defending me to my mother and she took offence to it… it's all over the baby. She thinks he's gonna leave like my dad did…" Patrick quickly cut me off.

"Which I'm not! Just because I didn't marry Kayleigh the second I found out about the baby the woman thinks I'm going to abandon my daughter and Kayleigh." I smiled at Patrick before being interrupted once again by Jen and Josh who brought a some folding chairs over.

"Well, she should know I raised my son better than that!" The woman said sounding rather offended, as she should be in my opinion.

"What did I miss?" Jen asked leaning on the back of the couch as Josh handed Patrick a chair and he set it up sitting back down next to me leaning against the arm of the couch as he sipped on his beer. Josh noticed my mom sitting across the room with my little sister and my step aunt.

"What the hell Jen?" Josh said grabbing his girlfriend's arm. "I thought I said inviting Kay's mom wasn't the best idea in the world. Or did you forget the fact she wants to castrate my best friend?" Josh leaned down and kissed the top of my head. "I am so sorry my girlfriend is dumb at times… really you should dye your hair blonde Jen…" Jen shook her head.

"I didn't invite her Josh! I swear to god! And I'm not stupid! Kate must have…. Oh Kayleigh I'm so sorry hun." I let out a heavy sigh and nodded. "Kate! Come here!" Kate and Chris soon appeared and when Kate noticed my mom sitting there she looked just as shocked as Jen.

"I didn't invite her… I wanted this to be peaceful…" Kate explained. We all looked at Chris, who has been known to do some really stupid things in his life. "Chris… please tell no…"

"What… I thought you said you wanted me to call and invite the moms…." Chris said with a shrug. Kate and Jen both reached over and cuffed Chris upside the head. "Oww…" Josh then reached over and did the same. Patrick just rolled his eyes and mumbled something about being too comfortable to move so Josh just reached over and smacked him again. "OWW! Why is everyone abusing me?"

"Because deep down… you are as stupid as you come off at times… I said invite Pat's mom… and don't invite Kayleigh's mom. You are a fucking idiot." Kate said sounding rather angry before she came behind me and gave me a hug. I tried to muster a smile and Patrick leaned forward and rested his head on the arm of couch. I patted his cheek and leaned over and gave him a quick peck.

There were the normal baby shower games and Patrick's mother had managed to keep my mother from starting anything because when we were getting before I opened the presents, she discretely pulled her aside and I'm pretty sure my mother got ripped a new asshole by the normally soft spoken woman. I wish I could have heard that conversation. It made me all warm and fuzzy inside just to think about what was said. My mother quickly excused herself from the party, saying that my younger brother had gotten sick. Patrick seemed a lot more relaxed one she left and I'm sure the three beers he had with the boys helped him a great deal.

Soon it was time to open the presents. I had managed to get Patrick away from the football game in the basement long enough for him to come up and help me.

I was rather surprised that people actually got stuff that seemed useful, the first present I opened was from a girl I went to high school with, she gave us a stroller which was one of the many things I hadn't thought about getting. I just figured I'd carry her every where… or make Patrick. We got the normal things… clothes, lots of horribly pink things, bottles and various other necessities.

It was nice since we didn't have to go shopping for awhile, though Patrick got a little nervous when I went to open his mother's present. "Baby can't you open this at home… knowing my mother it's going to be stupid and embarrassing.." I smirked and ripped open the wrapping paper because I was so excited at prospect of it being something like Patrick's old baby blanket that he slept with till he was like ten.

It was a plain white box and as I opened it Patrick buried his face in his hands. Looking down I saw this pretty little handmade pink and white blanket. She leaned over and patted my arm. "I thought baby Kara needed nice blanket to come home from the hospital in, since it's going to be March when she's born." She reached over and smacked Patrick's head. "Stop hiding you dork, it's nothing embarrassing…" Patrick looked up as I held the blanket up for the rest of the guests to see. There were lots of awws and isn't that so cute.

"Thank you, it's lovely. Really. I can't knit to save my life." I said as I folding it back up and placed it carefully into the box before handing it to Patrick who looked at it for a moment and smiled softly. He kept the box in his lap as I went on to open some of the other gifts.

Like I said before, most of the gifts were the run of the mill baby shower gifts. Kate and Jen had gone online and found a crib set that was Nightmare Before Christmas, which was the theme for the nursery they were helping me put together. Next to the blanket Patrick's mother made for Kara, was the nicest present I got. The last present that was left was my mom's which was rather large and I couldn't lift it if I tried.

{Part of me doesn't want to know what she got me, something stupid more than likely} I thought bitterly to myself as I slowly opened it. As soon and some of the paper was off I knew what it was. "Oh my god…" I mumbled ripping the rest of the paper off to reveal a painting from Nightmare Before Christmas I had done back in high school. Everyone was crowed around and some of my friends from high school recognized it right away. "I thought she got rid of this.. I painted this back in freshman year. Remember Claire. I spent like four weeks on this damn thing in art class. I told everyone one day I would hang this up in my kid's bedroom." I mumbled looking up at Patrick who just smirked.

"It's amazing Kay, really… I always knew you were the real talent in this relationship." He leaned down, as I had gotten off the couch and was looking at my old painting. It was Jack and Sally atop the hill, holding hands. Patrick sat behind me wrapping his arms around my belly. "Maybe your mom isn't as mad as you thought she was baby?"

I shrugged. "I don't know…" I mumbled looking intently at the painting forgetting that there were still a dozen or so people crowed around me. "I haven't seen this in years, years… she must have tucked it away.." I looked back at Patrick who kissed my cheek, causing more awws from the mostly female crowed of friends. Patrick stood up and then helped my top heavy ass of the floor.

Now don't get me wrong ,I was still mad at my mother for questioning Patrick's loyalty to me and the baby, but part of me wanted to make peace because of this old painting. It may not seem like a big deal, but I spent every waking moment of my life for near a month painting this large work of art. It was what made me want to major it art in collage. So seeing after I thought it had been misplace or worse destroyed was an emotional experience.

The party quickly wrapped up after the presents were opened. I thanked the girls for their hard work and in all honesty I really had enjoyed the party despite my early trepidations. The guys then loaded mine, Patrick and baby Kara's swag into both our car and Josh's since he was still living with us. Kate had to go to work the next day, a vet assistant was her real job but she was also training to wrestle, so her and Chris couldn't come over after the party. Jen was coming to spend the night with Josh, so we all made our way back to the house.

Patrick and Josh we designated to carry all the baby stuff up to the would be nursery while Jen and I sat supervising.

Once all the gifts were placed in the room, Jen and sat on the floor taking the tags of the clothes and folding them neatly as we began to talk about my impending motherhood. "Are you afraid of what might happen?" Jen asked quietly.

I shrugged and leaned back against the wall. "Yeah, I'm worried that I'm not gonna be able to carry Kara to term and then have to deal with her being sick and hospital. From what the doctor has told me and Patrick.. things can go south really quick if I don't be careful." I reached up and slowly started to rub the back of my neck. Fear was only one of many feeling that I had been dealing since all this chaos had come up.

Jen nodded looked over at me with a sympatric look on her face. "But you are doing everything they are telling you to do right?" I nodded and glanced into the empty hallway. "What more can you do? Patrick has put his life on hold to make sure you and Kara come through this alright… that's more than a lot of guys would do."

"Oh I know that, Josh has been a big help too… I think if it wasn't for him, Pete and Chris he would have been off to the loony bin by now. All he would be doing if it wasn't for them would be worrying about me and Kara and working. They are providing him with some much needed distraction. Someday though, the littlest thing sets him off.." Jen looked at me funny. "I'm serious."

"Like what? He always seems so happy and loving when we're around." I rolled my eyes and rested my head against the wall.

"He is, don't get me wrong. Like 95 percent of the time he's just like you guys see him. The other five percent of the time… well we want to kill each other. It's like I went to the grocery store the other day because we didn't have any milk left… he was out and I was hungry. By the time I got back, he was home and he screamed at me. Like for an hour… just going on about why I shouldn't be out running around by myself and what if something had happened…" It was getting exhausting having him hover over me all the time. I love him, deeply but sometime I just want to be able to do things for myself.

Jen sighed and moved to sit next to me. Putting her arm around my shoulder she made me look at her. "He loves you, he loves more than I think he lets any of us know. Patrick's like that. He'll only tell people so much about what he feels, so the fact he gets frustrated when you do things that he might not think is in your best interest right now." She paused and looked out in the hall to see if the boys were coming. "Don't tell Josh I told you this and most defiantly don't let Patrick know what I'm gonna tell ya… ok… because Patrick swore him to secrecy. Then Josh told me because it's so big that he had to tell someone."

"Ok…" I said softly rather confused.

"Patrick's gonna ask you to marry him… I don't know when. All I know is he sat down with Josh like two weeks ago and told him that he wanted to marry you after Kara was born. He even asked his mom for his grandmother's ring… which I guess is a big deal because Josh was like completely shocked when Pat told him that. So yeah." I couldn't think, I most certainly couldn't speak after hearing something like that. But, it did explain a lot about him being on edge and his mother being so sweet to me these last few weeks.

When I could finally think of something to say I look at Jen, with my mouth open like an idiot. "You're kidding right… we haven't even be together a year!" Was all I could say. Yes I wanted to marry Patrick, I would say yes without a second thought if he came in and asked me right then and there, but he did not seem like the type to get married so young.

"You're having his kid Kayleigh! Despite being a horny little bastard at times, Patrick was raised with the same Catholic guilt as you were. I don't think he's very proud of the fact he isn't married to the mother of his child and the boy does love you." I used nodded and tried to take all of this in.

Our conversation was cut short when we heard two familiar voices arguing with each other approaching us. "Not a word alright…" I just nodded quickly and went back to folding clothes as both Patrick and Josh walked into the room with silly little smirks on their faces.

"Awww look Joshy, the girls are being all domestic. Isn't it cute!" Patrick said before running up behind me and plopping down onto the floor wrapping his arms around me. They obviously had been drinking more, I could smell the booze on Patrick's breath as he rested his head on my shoulder. "My girl is gonna make a great mama… I'm gonna be fucking a MILF… the American dream I tell bro."

Josh plopped down next to Jen who he practically dragged into his lap. "You get the MILF, I finely got my Jen… we are living the life man… totally." The boys looked at each other before trying to give each other a high five which they both failed miserably at. Patrick ended up hitting Josh in the face and Josh, well his hand landed on my boob which caused Patrick to get a little testy.

"What the fuck man… those are mine. I'm not even sure I'm gonna share them with Kara so I sure as hell ain't sharing them with your sorry ass. Plus you have your own boobies to play with!" They were like small children fighting over the prize at the bottom of the box of cereal. Which only caused both me and Jen to laugh hysterically.

"Ok children… I think it's bed time for you two." Jen said standing up and pulling Josh off the floor. Turning to me she helped me up and the proceeded to try and get Patrick's ass of the floor but he was being difficult.

"I want to play with your boobies Kay-Kay…" He pleaded from the floor. I laughed and reached down and patted his head.

"If you get up, I may just let you a little… but I can't life your fat ass up off the floor." I said in a clam tone of voice.

Josh turned to Jen and with a goofy little grin on his face, "Can I play with your boobies?" he asked softly. Jen rolled eyes and nodded which caused Josh to go running toward his bedroom tossing off his shirt as he went.

Patrick managed to get up off the floor without fuss at the prospect of some booby play time. Jen said goodnight and fallowed Josh into this bedroom. Patrick and I made our way into our room, where he just flopped down on the bed and pulled of his t-shirt. "I love you baby…" He mumbled softly undoing the top button of his jeans. I just smirked and changed into an old t-shirt and climbed into bed next to him.

"I know… I love you too…" Patrick shook his head and wrapped his arms around me kicking his jeans off and on to the floor. "No what.." I asked softly patting his stubble covered cheek.

"I don't think you know how much I love you baby. Really. I want to like spend the rest of my life with you. You, me… Karebear… like as a real family." I nodded and patted his cheek again. "Like I want you to know I'll wake up to you every single day for the rest of my life… like… make it official and everything. I want to marry you…"

This was not the proposal I had hoped for, he was shit faced and I doubt he would remember he proposed to me in the morning. "I know honey… but shouldn't you do this when you're a little more sober?" I asked pulling the blankets up and covering the both of us with him.

"What wrong with now… I got a ring around he somewhere… just say yes baby. Please, I wanna go to sleep knowing you'll be there every time I get shitfaced and do something stupid." How romantic of him.

"Fine yes… but we'll talk about it tomorrow Patrick… now go to sleep my crazy silly boy." I said softly reaching over him to turn off the light on the nightstand, causing my breasts to go right in his face.

"Ok… oh… boobies.."

Not the most romantic of proposals, he admitted it the next morning as well. Though much to my surprise he meant it, he had planned on asking me to marry him on Thanksgiving at his parents house in front of all his family and asking my for my father's blessing before hand but he admitted it would be a great story to tell Kara one day. This meant, I guess we were official getting married… when, where and things of that nature were finer points we hadn't worked out yet but I got the ring. Which was in fact his grandmother's wedding ring and everyone was extremely shocked when we told him. My poor dad… he was completely blown out of the water but also extremely proud of his boy Shelley of making an honest woman out of his daughter.

The months leading up to Kara's birth were stressful and also horribly mundane. We finished the nursery, had our first Christmas together, I got put on bed rest in January because my pre-elcampisa was getting worse but other than that it was life as normal for Patrick and I. Till St. Patrick's day 2008, when the shit hit the fan and our lives where turned upside down.