Chapter 21

Mel sat patiently in the hospital waiting room, her foot jiggling to the soft music playing overhead. John sat beside her, his face blank as he waited, the boredom quickly taking hold. For what seemed like the tenth time, Mel glanced at John's watch to see what time it was. She was eager to get this over with, she just wanted to be able to move her wrist again. John sighed and yanked his hand out of her grip, adjusting his watch on his wrist.

"I would like to get this done before I turn fifty," Mel muttered in annoyance, glancing at the clothes door before her.

At that very moment the door swung open and a nurse stepped out. She glanced at her chart and looked up with a smile. "Melanie Williams?"

Mel let out a sigh and stood up, "It's about time," she muttered under her breath and made her way into the back. The nurse directed her into a room to wait and she sat down on the table, resting her arm on her thigh as she prepared to wait some more.

"I hate bloody doctors," she groaned and propped her feet up on the stool next to the table.

"Good afternoon Miss Williams, so nice to meet you," the doctor moved into the room, catching Mel off guard. She forced a smile and nodded.

"Same to you."

"My name is Dr. Smith and I'll be relieving you of your cast today. Now after the cast is removed I'm going to fit you with a brace to wear and I assume you start physical therapy right away."

Mel nodded curtly, "Yes, I'm getting back in the ring in a few weeks."

The man smiled and nodded, jotting something down in her chart, "Okay, then I'll have to have you fitted for a wrist guard for strenuous movement."

Once again, Mel nodded, her boredom creeping up on her. Dr. Smith checked her chart one last time before leaving the room. Mel blew out a long breath and rested her head back on the wall behind her. She studied the different instruments in the room, her dark eyes moving over the various surgical tools. She stared with boredom at the door, waiting for it to swing open again.

"Okay let's get this cast off you, Miss Williams," Dr. Smith moved back into the room a few minutes later with a nurse.

Mel forced another smile and watched as they sawed the cast off, Dr. Smith letting Mel keep it since it was signed by almost every person on all three WWE rosters. He then did a few exercises, bending Mel's wrist gently. Her arm was thin from lack of use and she frowned when a slight pain shot through her hand.

"It will hurt periodically until you work it enough to regain some muscle. You should be fine in two to three weeks," Dr. Smith advised, handing Mel a brochure with lists of exercises and phone numbers as well as the arm brace she was to wear when wrestling. "These will come of use to you as well."

"Thanks, I really appreciate it," Mel smiled as she left the room. John stood up when he saw his wife move back into the waiting room, his eyes on her cast free arm.

"It's finally off!" she grinned happily, showing him the cast, now split in two.

"Your appointment with Devon is tomorrow at two, you'll be back in the ring in no time," John smiled, kissing her gently.

The two left the hospital and returned to their hotel where Ryann and Randy were waiting for them. When the couple walked in Ryann jumped to her feet excitedly, her blue eyes on Mel's arm.

"I can't believe it's finally off!" she grinned, examining Mel's cast with interest. "Way to take up half the cast Randy. Your signature is huge."

Randy chuckled at his signature on Mel's cast. Ryann took a seat on his lap, the two quietly pointing out each individual signature on the cast. Mel shook her head at the two and made her way into the bedroom to find Matt playing quietly in his play pen. He looked up when she walked in and grinned, his wide toothless grin, reaching his arms out to her.

"Mamma!" he cooed as Mel bent over and pulled him into her arms.

"That's me, Booboo," Mel smiled, kissing him on his cheek. "Did you miss me?"

"Dada!" Matt screeched.

Mel laughed and turned to see John making faces at his son from the living room where he sat on one of the footrests in front of the loveseat. Mel shook her head and moved into the room, setting Matt on the floor to crawl around. The four commenced in discussing what colleges Mel could apply to while enjoying retirement, the conversation soon turning to kids.

"So, are you planning on having any more?" Ryann asked with a mischievous grin , her eyes slowly moving to Randy, who had frozen to listen.

Mel shrugged indifferently, "Only if John wants to, but one is enough for me, at least right now."

"I think it would be cute if you had a little girl. You could name her Katherine and they could be little buddies…" Ryann trailed dreamily.

Mel glanced at John, who looked like he was going to get sick, and grinned. "Maybe you can have the girl and they can be best friends."

Ryann grinned happily and nodded, "I like that idea."

Randy's face instantly lost its color, making the two women laugh. Ryann kissed him reassuringly and nuzzled his neck, "I'm just kidding, Rand."

He let out a long sigh of relief, making the two laugh even more, "You had me scared for a second there woman."

"Wait, what about what you told me in the car a few weeks ago," John turned to his wife, a look of confusion on his face.

"It was a false alarm."

"Oh."

"I told you it was the stress, John. I had a lot on my mind and I sort of figured it wasn't what I thought it was. It didn't feel the same," Mel explained.

Randy took this chance to clear his throat, distracting the two from their conversation. He smiled, making sure they could see the uncomfortable look on his face before opening his mouth. "So, how 'bout them Yankees."

John was the first to react to said statement with a frown, "They suck."

"Oh shut up, John, so do the Pats," Mel shot with a grin.

"Well, so do the Eagles," John retorted quickly. "And the Phillies!"

"The Red Sox do too!" Ryann chimed in with a laugh. "And the Rams."

It was Randy's turn to frown and he glared at Ryann, "Hey, no fair."

"You started it!" she laughed.

Randy jumped up from his spot on the couch, causing Ryann to fall to the floor, "If you;ll excuse me, this woman needs a good punishment."

Ryann raised her eyebrows, looking intrigued and she stood up, placing her hands on her hips dramatically. "Who says?"

"I do!" Randy grinned, scooping her over his shoulder and heading toward the door. Ryann flashed a wide grin and gave Mel thumbs up as they disappeared from the room.

John gaped at them, his eyes glued to the door, "That's two nights in a row now."

"And?"

"Give me a break, Mel. When will it be us acting like that?"

Mel smirked and shrugged, "I don't know. You haven't put Matt to bed early in a while. Maybe I'll treat you one of these days."

John smirked and hopped off of his seat, scooping his son into his arms. Mel grinned as he moved into the bathroom, Matt giggling and screeching as the bathwater turned on.

"Men," Mel shook her head, moving into the bedroom to change. "Always the same."

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Okay, well this isn't the last chapter and I think I can actually squeeze out a couple more. I dunno, I guess I've just been really inspired lately and I like it. So look for more from me in the near future. In addition, once this is done I have a few other stories I'll be posting so stay tuned for more in this one and new ones to come!

Sadie.