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Disclaimer: I don't own Punk, Jeri, Adam, Jay, Ted, Cody, or any other WWE Talent. I only own my OC's.
Warnings: slash, mpreg, possible OOC
Rated: M

– 1 year later –

Phil held his tiny, beautiful three month-old baby in his strong arms and looked down at her with love. He and Chris had named her Gabriella Paige. He heard light footsteps running to his bedroom as he admired his second child. Alannah ran into the room and attached herself to Phil's leg.

"Dada, now," Alannah told him. The nineteen month-old was finally starting to learn how to verbally communicate. Her first word had been "dada", much to Phil's delight.

"Did Papa say we have to go now?" Phil asked as he ran a hand through her thin, blonde hair. She nodded before running back to Chris. Phil grabbed Gabriella's diaper bag before grabbing Alannah's. The newborn in his arms slept soundly while he did so. He met Chris out at his car and gave him a smile and a kiss before gently putting Gabriella into her car seat. He went around to the other side of the car to lift Alannah into hers. He was about to strap her in when she shrieked at him.

"Me do!" she wailed. Phil backed his hands away and let Alannah try to strap herself in. After a few minutes, she grew frustrated and started crying.

"Let me help you, baby," Phil murmured. He quickly finished strapping her in before getting into the passenger's seat. Chris drove for a few minutes before they got out at Maureen's house. She had invited them, Adam, Jay, Cody, and Ted over for Thanksgiving dinner. She greeted them at the car.

"Long time no see," Maureen said. She gave Phil and Chris a kiss on their cheeks before Alannah was released from the car and nearly attacked the older woman.

"Hi!" Alannah cried out happily. She giggled when Maureen tickled her sides.

"Alannah, why don't you help Daddy and Papa out by taking Gabriella's bag inside with me?"

"Yes!" Alannah quickly took the bag from Chris before following Maureen inside. Phil looked up at Chris with a smirk.

"She's so big," Phil commented. "It seems like just yesterday she was an infant, and now she's walking, running, and talking all by herself."

"She's our little princess," Chris murmured. He grabbed Gabriella's bag and went inside. Phil undid Gabriella's car seat and brought her in while she napped in it. He found Alannah and Maureen sitting cross-legged on the floor with a cup of warm apple cider in their hands, Alannah's in her sippy cup, watching the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade on TV.

"Dada, turkey!" Alannah squealed. She pointed to a huge turkey balloon on the TV.

"Isn't he a pretty turkey?" Phil asked. He bent down to kiss her head before setting the car seat down. Gabriella turned her head, but otherwise remained asleep. Phil took a seat on the couch next to Chris. The two admired how Alannah watched the TV with such interest and how she pointed out certain characters floating by. It seemed like only a minute had passed before there was a knock on the door. A little boy's face was mashed against the glass, and Adam and Jay stood behind him.

"Ryan?" Alannah asked as she followed Maureen to the door. She squealed and ended up toppling herself and Ryan over when she tried giving him a hug. The two giggled and rolled on the floor before Alannah led Ryan over to in front of the TV.

"Hi, guys," Phil greeted Adam and Jay. They joined them on the couch as they admired their children interacting with one another.

"I sure am glad those two are as close as they are," Adam commented.

"They're not alone on the road, for one," Jay commented. "There's another little kid to play with, which is good for any kid."

"Soon, I'll be able to join you guys again," Phil said with a yawn. Gabriella had kept the two of them up most of the night before. "Gabby just turned three months, so I feel safe travelling with her now."

"When are we gonna eat?" Chris whined quietly. Phil looked at him and smirked.

"You're worse than the girls, Chris," Phil teased. "Once our precious Coddles comes with Ted, Maureen said she'd take the bird out of the oven."

"Bird?" Alannah asked, looking up at Phil. "Dada do noise!"

"Caw!" Phil imitated a few times, which made Alannah giggle. Another knock came from the door.

"Finally," Chris groaned.

At the door were Cody and Ted with their three month-old twins in their respective car seats. Cody wore a proud smile on his face, which he'd had since he found out he was pregnant. Ted, however, just looked flat-out exhausted.

"Baby," Alannah commented. She ran over to Cody and Ted to peer into Parker's car seat. Ryan followed close behind.

"Yes, Alannah, these are my babies," Cody said, smiling. He sat cross-legged in the middle of the room and set the seats on either side of him. Alannah and Ryan sat in front of him intently.

"My little baby boy," Cody cooed. He pulled the blanket off of Parker's mouth so they could see his face. "His name is Parker Branden DiBiase. Can you say Parker?"

Alannah tried a few times until she finally said it correctly. She crawled over Cody's lap to look into the other seat. "Baby?"

"Yes; this baby is Delilah Rose DiBiase. Can you say Delilah?"

"Da-la-la," Alannah said. Phil and Chris chuckled at their daughter. Cody gave both Alannah and Ryan a kiss before dragging Gabriella's car seat over to his circle of newborns.

"Three little monkeys, sitting in their seats," Cody sang. "They're so cute, I'm gonna eat their feets!"

Cody lowered his face to Parker's toes and pretended to nibble on them, before doing the same to Gabriella and Delilah's toes. Chris and Phil exchanged a glance. They were trying so hard not to laugh hysterically.

"I'm going to take the turkey out of the oven," Maureen announced.

"Me help," Alannah said. She ran after Maureen. Ryan hurried to catch up to the older toddler.

"I hope you know they're either going to be best friends or married someday," Jay snickered.

"Not 'til she's thirty," Chris and Phil said together.

"Thank you so much for having us over for dinner, Maureen," Adam thanked her for the hundredth time. They all sat at her grand table and held their full stomachs.

"You know it's no trouble, Adam," Maureen said with her ever-present smile.

"It was nice to meet all of you," Maureen's daughter, Beth, said. She sat next to her eldest daughter, Sarah, who was seven, and her second daughter, Amy, who was five. Her youngest child, Lucas, who was nearly three years old, was playing with one of his trucks in the living room.

"And you, too," Chris said warmly. "Maureen always mentioned she had a daughter and grandkids. It was nice to put a face to the names."

"Anybody want dessert?" Maureen asked. Chris looked up at her expectantly. Phil slapped his shoulder before he kissed his stubbly cheek.

"You're hungry still? You wolfed down half of the fucking turkey."

"I swear my stomach is a bottomless pit," Chris told his husband. To Maureen, he said, "I'll have some dessert."

"Will blueberry pie rot out your sweet tooth, Chris?" Maureen asked teasingly. He nodded and laughed.

"I'll take some pie, Ma," Beth said.

"Me too!" Sarah and Amy shouted in unison.

"I'll just bring everyone a piece," Maureen decided. She went off to the kitchen and returned with two pie dishes and several dessert plates. She served the pie to everyone.

"Now, if anyone doesn't finish, Chris will finish for you," Maureen told the table. A loud laugh came from everybody.

Phil took a few bites of his pie before his stomach snapped shut on him. "Ugh, I couldn't eat another bite if my life depended on it."

Chris quickly took Phil's plate, shook the pie onto his plate, and returned the plate all in what seemed to be one motion. Phil laughed and squeezed his thigh.

"Oink, oink," Phil teased. From under the table, Alannah screamed, "Piggy!"

"Alannah, do you wanna go help Daddy change Gabriella?" Phil asked, bending to look under the table. The toddler nodded and raced out from under the table. Phil walked to where Gabriella slept in her seat in the living room between Parker and Delilah. He moved her seat to where her diaper bag sat on the floor. Alannah handed him a diaper once he had the fragile infant on the ground.

"Thank you," Phil told her. She gave him a wide smile. "Can you hand me the box of wipes?"

Alannah fished through the bag before she handed him a box of baby Tylenol. "No, baby, it's a bigger box and green, like grass. Can you find it?"

Alannah went back to the bag and beamed when she finally found the correct box. "Here, Dada."

Phil expertly changed Gabriella's diaper before he secured her onesie again.

"Sissy," Alannah said. She ran her little hand over Gabriella's forehead as gently as she could. The baby's eyes opened and looked up at Alannah.

"You want to see her smile?" Phil asked. Alannah nodded. Phil ran his fingers down Gabriella's sides, and a small, toothless grin shortly followed. Alannah giggled and leaned into Phil's abdomen.

"Can I have a kiss?" Phil asked her. Alannah climbed up into his lap and put her wet lips against his before pulling back and giggling. Phil tickled her nose before letting her loose. She ran off somewhere.

"Oh, little Gabriella," Phil murmured to the infant on the floor. "You are such a cutie. And you're pretty damn lucky to be in this family. I may be biased when I say this, but we're fucking perfect."

Phil took the infant into his arms and joined everybody back at the table, where Chris was telling everyone some story. He quickly rejoined the group and found himself laughing along with his family and friends. He had told a little lie to Gabriella; they weren't perfect. However, to Phil, everything that happened in his life was golden, and he wouldn't trade it for the world. That was more important than perfection would ever be.

A/N: And... we're done here! I loved writing this fic so much. I would have kept it going, but if I didn't find a time to stop, I would have kept writing this for waaayy too long. I hope you've enjoyed reading this story. Please Review! (: