A/N: Bet you missed my updates didn't you? Yeah, I know you did.

One foot in front of the other. Focus on that.

I did my best to focus on the carpet of the hotel hallway, but my mind kept drifting to what I thought Justin's reaction would be. It wasn't pretty.

Daydream

"Justin, I'm pregnant." I said.

He was silent, until he blew up. "YOU WHORE! YOU JUST RUINED MY CAREER! NO, I'M NOT DEALING WITH THIS SHIT. I'M LEAVING YOU AND YOUR WHORE OF A CHILD."

He broke a few things before slamming the door, leaving me broken and crying on the floor.

End Daydream

Yep.

I knew I was being paranoid, but I couldn't help it. I was only 21, and he was only 23. We were too young! It would never work out. Our relationship would fall apart, then we would never talk to each other again, and I would be a single 21 year old mom.

I needed to take a Xanax.

I finally stumbled upon my room. I unlocked the door, took a deep breath and stepped inside. The room was empty, and I found a note on the bed.

My Love,

I went out with Heath to a bar. Be back soon.

-Justin

Part of me was relived. The other part though, wanted to curse, because that was my chance to tell him. I sighed in frustration and sat down on the bed with my head in my hands. I sat there for a few minutes until deciding on getting some coffee. I grabbed my wallet, key card and walked out the door.

The hotel had a Starbucks in the lobby, so I decided to just go there. I got my coffee and sat down on a chair with my drink on the table. I just sat there for a few moments, sipping the hot beverage and feeling sorry for myself, until a large frame sat themselves on the opposite chair across from me. I snapped my head up.

"Oh, hey John," I said. John Cena was an old friend back when Randy was in OVW. They both got signed at roughly the same time, and they were happy because they were practically best friends.

"Why is my lefty buddy so down?" He asked, smiling. He was referring to the fact that we both write with our left hand.

"I don't know," I shrugged my shoulders.

"That's a lie. Come on, tell The Champ all your problems," He grinned. I grinned back, his smile was just so infectious.

"Okay, where to begin…" I said. I proceeded to tell him the whole story, and he just sat silently, listening. "And I'm afraid Justin is going to leave me. I don't want him to leave me. He is the best thing that ever happened to me, and I don't want to lose him," I finished, close to tears.

"Lily, I see the way Justin looks at you. He loves you with all his heart. He will not leave you. He will stick by you throughout the whole thing. Justin will be ecstatic when you tell him, honest."

"That's what Wade said, but-"

"Trust me, Wade is right. He may have is blonde moments a lot, but he's right on this one, trust me," I laughed when he called Wade dumb. It was mean, but true.

"Are you sure?"

"Positive, oh look. There he is now, this is your chance!" I turned to see Justin walking into the lobby with Heath.

"Thanks John. I don't know how to repay you."

He stroked his chin. "Well, I could think of one thing…" He grinned again and wiggled his eyebrows. I rolled my eyes again.

"I'm not naming this child after you. But nice try anyway," I giggled and kissed him on the cheek. I hurried off to Justin, who was just about to turn the corner. "Justin!" I yelled. He turned around and smiled when he saw me. I caught up to him and he pulled me into a kiss.

"Hey you," He said.

"Hi. Look, we need to talk," I informed him before dragging him near our hotel room. I turned one last time to look at Cena, and he gave me thumbs up. I smiled and returned to dragging Justin to the room.

"What do we need to talk about? Are you breaking up with me?" I could see the worry and slight hurt in his eyes.

"No! I would never!" I quickly said. He breathed a sigh of relief.

"So what do you need to talk to me about?"

"Well, uh, remember that night we first, uh, you know…" I said. He nodded and smiled at the memory. "We, uh, didn't use protection that night, as you probably know, and now, I'm, uh, p-p-pregnant," I finished. I looked at his face, which had turned into a blank expression.

Oh god, this is going to be the last few moments as a couple together. I should just leave and save myself the pain

"You're mad, uh, I'm just going to go," I said, and walked over to the door. As soon as I put my hand on the doorknob, though, I was whipped around and brought into the most passionate kiss I have ever been in. He made it deeper and we were locked in that kiss for a good few minutes. We pulled away when air was needed.

"I'm not mad. I'm elated. I'm going to father a child with a woman who I love more than anything on this planet. This universe even," He said and picked me up and spun me around. I giggled.

"How mad would you be if I pulled a Jerry Springer on you and said it was Wade's?" I joked. He laughed.

"Let's just say I would kill Wade with my teeth," He laughed again and kissed me one more time. "So, when are you going to tell your brother?"

"When you're not around. I don't want you to get killed!" I said. "Trust me; Randy would kill you with his teeth."

He rolled his eyes. "Oh please."

"It's possible. I've seen it happen," I defended.

"Whatever. I'm going with you. That's final."

"Okay. Just so you know, you just signed your death certificate."

"Yeah, yeah. So, what are we going to do now?"

"Well, I wanted to make a doctor's appointment. You know, just to be sure."

"Oh, I'll go get the phone book," He said and disappeared into another room.

I smiled to myself. That went way better than I thought it would. John and Wade were right all along. I would have to thank them later.

Justin returned and handed me the phone book. I looked up a doctor's office that was near the hotel. "Give me my phone," I said. Justin threw me my phone and I made the appointment. "Now that's all done and dusted. I have an appointment at three o'clock tomorrow."

"Cool. Wait, when are you going to tell Vince? We have a house show Tuesday, and there's no way in hell am I going to let you wrestle."

"Hmm, I'll tell him Monday, when he's at RAW."

"Okay, I can't believe we're going to have a baby," He smiled and kissed my nose. I giggled.

"Me neither-" I was cut off by a knock on the door. I went to answer it. "Hey, Heath. Come on in!" I said, obviously very happy.

"Thanks. Someone's happy!" He said, looking at Justin. Justin grinned and slightly shook his head. He must of thought I didn't catch it, but I did. Hmm.

"So, what's the good news? Why are ya 'll so happy?" Heath said in his Southern accent. Justin and I looked at each other.

"Well, I, wait for it, am pregnant!" I squealed. Justin whooped and spun me around again. I guess he liked hearing it. Heath looked surprised, but happy.

"Congratulations!" He said and hugged me. He hugged Justin after. "Can you name it after me?" He asked like a little boy on Christmas. I rolled my eyes.

"No, moron," I said. He jutted his lip out, but quickly recovered. "So, is she good in bed, man?" Heath asked Justin. I gave him a 'Are you serious?' look.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Justin asked. I turned to go in the kitchen, but I saw Justin giving Heath thumbs up in the TV reflection.

"Idiots."

A/N: ALRIGHT! Chapter is finished! Next chapter, they tell Randy!

Complicated should be updated tomorrow!