The Usual: I don't own WWE. The McMahon Family does.

Chapter 11: Unexpectancies

"Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Ted's going to kill me when he gets back." I heard Evan repeat. I opened my eyes and saw I was in Ted's locker room. I sat up from my lying position on the sofa and saw Ted's hoodie was on me, which was quite cosy.

The door opened with a bang and Jack was there.

"DiBiase and Orton are tearing each others' heads off their shoulders." John said, coming into the room. He switched on the telly and I saw the two in question in the ring. Security, referees and guys from the roster were trying to pry them apart. It wasn't working too well.

"I have to get out there." I said, standing up from the sofa. A wave of nausea hit me like a ton of bricks. I put my hand on the wall to help me keep balance.

"Not like that you're not." John said. I pushed past him, into the bathroom and puked all food that I had today up into the sink in the bathroom. John held my hair back, while Evan was trying to hold his own food down.

"You're in no condition to go out there." John warned me.

"What about Ted?" I asked, washing out my mouth with water.

"He's able to take care of himself, and there's enough people out there already. You'll only get squished." Evan pointed out.

"It's Ted though. I have to get out to him." I protested, looking back at the TV screen. Ted received a kick to the gut and fell to his knees. I attempted to get to the door but John held me back.

"John, let me go now!" I shouted, trying to bring myself from his grip.

"Evan, go out there and help. Lock the door after you." John ordered, finding his grip on me slipping.

"I swear to god John, if you don't let me go I'll write every single secret about you on Twitter." I threatened.

"Yeah right. You don't know any of my secrets." John scoffed.

"Aha! There is secrets!" I said. I'm only trying to distract him into letting me go.

"Shit." I heard John mutter.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"I need to piss." John admitted.

I laughed. I'm certainly not staying in the bathroom with him while he pisses.

"Can I trust you to stay here while I go and piss?" John asked, crossing his legs.

"You're asking me?" I asked, falling into the sofa. I looked at the telly. Evan was talking to Ted, yelling actually.

"Ugh." John went into the bathroom quickly and locked the door.

I then got up quickly and kicked the handle set off the door. I pulled it open and ran through the corridors and into the backstage area.

"Kate-Lynn!" John yelled, chasing me.

"I never said that you could trust me!" I replied, running through the curtain and down the ramp. Before I could slip into the ring, John caught a hold of me and held me back.

Moments later, Randy's voice rang through the arena. "Let her into the ring Cena. She should express why she hates me enough to marry a DiBiase."

Cena reluctantly let me go and I climbed into the ring, pushed past the security guards and into Ted's arms.

"You shouldn't be out here. This is between your dad and I." Ted said, kissing my forehead.

"I'm part of it too." I replied, looking over my shoulder at Randy, who was ready to snap the microphone in half.

"The rest of you get out of the ring." Randy ordered, glaring at Evan.

They complied, although a few stayed right at the apron.

Then the lights shut off.

After the show: Vince Mc Mahon's office: Randy, Ted and I were in Vince's office, getting in trouble.

"I've enough going on right now with Bret Hart and I don't want to have to put up with you lot too. I know there's personal stuff going on outside the company and I don't want it to spread to the show. Therefore, I'm going to suspend all three of you for a month." Vince said. "Now leave my office before I throw the lot of you out myself!"

I was first out, completely terrified. Ted followed quickly behind while Randy strutted.

Ted winked at me, signalling for me to play along with whatever

"I guess since we're off Raw for a while it gives us more time in bed."

"Exactly. We shouldn't have signed up to that gym. Being in the room is enough exercise, and it's for free." Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Randy was fuming.

"It kind of isn't. Don't forget we have to get the 'supplies'." Ted added.

"Oh yeah."

In the Diva's changing room: "I can't believe Vince suspended you guys." Eve said, shaking her head.

"Vince had a lot going on with Bret Hart at the moment though. You'd feel sorry for him too." I said.

"I suppose. But still, that was no reason to do that to you guys. And you're not even a year into the business!" Kelly exclaimed. As much as I'm friends with Kelly, she was dressed like a complete slut, and so were the rest.

"Are you guys going out tonight?" I asked.

"Yeah. Nightclub. We were going to ask you to come just after your match with Ted. But then Orton RKO'd you so we decided against it because we thought you wouldn't be up for it." Melina explained.

"Who else is going?" I asked again.

"The three of us, Evan, Jack, Melina's new boyfriend John." Eve dodged Melina's flying boot. I looked at Melina and saw she was scarlet.

"You're going out with John?" I questioned.

"No! At least, not yet. He asked me out earlier and I said yes." Melina explained shyly as I change into my proper clothes; denim shorts and a short sleeve, baggy-ish check shirt that Ted gave me.

"That counts as dating." Kelly said.

"Well, not exactly. They have to sleep together first." I said, although I had no idea.

"Just like yourself and your husband?" Maryse smirked, walking into the locker room.

"What's that got to do with you?" I snapped. She was one Diva that I despised the most. She hates me because I'm with Ted and she had fancied him for ages, but always knew that he liked me. That's what Eve, Kelly and Melina said anyway.

"I want to know." Maryse said snootily.

"It's a private conversation. Piss off before I make you." I snapped, turning my back to her to pack up my ring gear.

Grabbing my shoulder, she whipped me around to face her.

"Don't you dare turn your back to me." She hissed. Acting before thinking, I dove at her and repeatedly started to hit her head. The Diva's tried to hold me back but I just kept shoving them away.

A set of arms wrapped around me and pulled be off Maryse, and off my feet.

"Let me go Ted!" I struggled to get out of his grip. I started kicking around again and ended up kicking Maryse in the face again, knocking her hack to the floor. Ted was about to laugh, despite the fact that he's trying to hold me back, but regained composure.

"You get out of here." Ted told Maryse sharply. Maryse was quick to oblige an scurried away fast after getting a good look at Ted.

"We'll leave too..." Eve said awkwardly.

Just as Ted put me down, I saw he was only in his jeans and runners. His hair was wet so he must have taken a shower. (isn't that the finest image to have in your head? Lolz) No wonder Maryse was hesitant to get lost.

"What is your problem?" Ted asked. He seemed bothered.

I just burst into tears, sobbing against Ted's chest. All of my emotion that I've been hiding over the past few weeks finally released all at once.

Ted rocked slightly side-to-side, gently trying to soothe me. I just let everything out, letting him know how I felt.

A week later:"Kate-Lynn, you have to eat. You'll be only skin and bone by the time we're off suspension." Ted complained, setting a slice of toast in front of me. I turned my head away, and just sipped my hot chocolate. As delish as the toast looks and smells, the thought of eating it made my stomach lurch. It's not that I don't like Ted's kitchen work, he's actually very good. For the past few days, I've been feeling sick. I haven't been eating for fear that I wouldn't be able to keep the food down. All I have been having for lunches is soup, and only a small bit at that.

Yesterday, Ted and I flew across to his family's house for the month. When we were finished we could go back to Raw wherever it's on.

"I'm not in the mood." I replied.

"Are you still feeling sick?" Ted asked me. I nodded.

"Come on. I'll take you to the doctor. We need you well for our little holiday during the month." Ted said.

"It'll pass in a day or two." I said. I don't want Ted to have to pay doctor fees just because I'm feeling a little sick.

"That's what you said three days ago. Come on." Ted said, pulling me out of my seat.

"Let me get changed." I sighed and put down my mug. Climbing the stairs to our room, I changed into a t-shirt and tracksuit bottoms.

Ted went off to tell his mam and dad where we were going, and that we would be back soon.

I tied my hair up in a messy bun and slipped on a hoodie.

"You ready?" Ted asked, peeking his head into the room. I nodded and followed him out.

1 hour later:"Kate-Lynn DiBiase. The doctor will see you now." The receptionist said, coming into the waiting room. Ted and I got up from our seats and went down the hall into the office.

Ted knocked on the door lightly and then we stepped in after getting our reply. We sat.

"What seems to be the problem?" he asked, not looking up from the files.

Ted explained everything to the doctor about me not eating, my 'sickness' and my puking.

"I see. You two are married?" the doctor asked, looking at the notes he had taken. What's that got to do with anything?

"Yeah. Why?" I asked. Ted looked a little off though.

"When was the last time you two had sexual intercourse?" the doctor asked, rechecking.

"Today is Wednesday, and we did it on Saturday night. I got sick that Sunday..." It suddenly dawned on me what the doctor was thinking.

"You think that I'm... pregnant?" I asked, my stomach dropping.

"It's a possibility. With the descriptions Ted gave me, all signs point to that you could possibly be pregnant." The doctor said.

A baby with Ted? How will that affect my wrestling career?

"I have a spare test in my drawer if you want to see." The doctor offered, taking the box out.

"Thanks." I said, hesitantly taking it off him.

"No problem." He smiled and we left.

Back at home:"You go on upstairs and take the test. Call me when you're done." Ted said and kissed my forehead.

"I'll be back in a few." I mumbled and went upstairs to the bathroom.

What if the test came out positive? What if it came negative? A million questions ran through my head, and I had an answer for none of them.

I did what I had to do and then went into the bedroom after calling Ted. A minute later he was up to me and sat down beside me on the bed.

His grip on my hand was tight, and I was sure he was nervous. The seconds passed by slowly, until finally the result came up on the test.

Sorry guys! I really had to make a cliffie here. I'm so evil! No one is getting any clue as to what he result might be so don't try and trick me into telling you. TTYL: Mistali xxxx