It was almost two months since that day Summer had returned to see her mum, two months since she had dropped the bombshell of their baby, and most importantly two whole months since she took some of her anger out on the one person she thought she hated, her mum. Was she ashamed of her behaviour?, Would she have done it any different hell no. Rubbing her belly as she looked out over the fastness of the ranch, she brought her mug to her lips enjoying her sneaky coffee. Mark would hit the roof if he caught her, however the doctors had allowed her caffeine as long as she monitored it. Feeling some arms wrap around her, and soft kisses placed on her neck she knew then she had been caught.

"You darlin are sneaky, that is your second coffee in an hour" taking the mug from her hand he kissed her softly as her lips started to pout. She was so damn cute when she did that, and most of the time, ok 99% of the time she got her own way, not now he wouldn't allow her to do anything to harm the little one she had growing inside of her. As he pulled away from her lips, her face was glowing, pregnancy suited her, even the morning sickness she had, he wasn't ashamed to say he held her hair when she was ill, cleaning her face with a soft towel, everything he did was out of love for her. She had come a long way since that night he drove them almost half way across the country, away from the pain, her crying had lasted most of the journey, scaring the shit out of him. She eventually fell into a restless sleep about four hours away from his ranch, which gave him time to think, he had called Vince in that time too, after all he was his boss. Both men agreed that it was in Summer's best interest that Mark didn't return to work, until he felt Summer was ready, not when she thought she was. Problem with Summer she hated sympathy she had enough of that shit when she was 15, when she almost took her own life. Mark had convinced her it was in her best interest that he stayed home and kept an eye on her, his injures had healed well, he hadn't been signed for doing the wrestling side, but his doctor had no problem him doing any other work.

"Sorry" she smiled at him, he was so more relaxed here at his ranch, the peacefulness of the early morning as the sun rose, was one of the wonderful sights, she wouldn't change this for the world, but eventually it would all catch up on them. Mark would have to go back, was she ready to follow him, put herself in danger, or should she say stress, or stay at home and be there for him.

"What you thinking in there darlin I can see those cogs turning" letting him pull her back against his chest he kissed her neck just where she loved it. His arms around her waist, as she traced the tattoos them, he knew then she was thinking deep.

"How long did he give you Mark?"

"Who darlin?"

"Vince"

"Till I think you're ready little one"

"Do you think I am?"

"To be honest baby yes I do, it's up to you how you want to do this. You have another year or so of your course work, having titch isn't going to stop that" Summer laughed he was always calling the baby titch, pumpkin or munchkin.

"I know Mark, yet I need to complete one more week for my course work with the company for me to complete it all on that section for my training"

"Vince has already agreed that honey you will still work with me, no one else involved, you look after my personal schedule" he smirked at that letting her turn in his arms

"Mark Calaway that smirk on your face tells me damn well what personal schedule you are thinking off"

"Little one can I help it if you turn me on, Hell darlin you were drop dead gorgeous before, but now carrying my child you are sexy as fuck, and god do I want you"

"Well then Calaway what you waiting for" laughing as he picked her up in his arms and took her back to their bedroom.

Mark left Summer to sleep, she was shattered after the fourth orgasm he had ripped from her body, since being given the all clear, for the more strenuous activities there wasn't a day that had passed that they didn't make love, fuck or rut. Their sex life had taken off, Mark was happy she was now 17 and didn't feel as guilty, Summer's libido had gone through the roof with her hormones and pregnancy, at times Mark wondered where was the innocent girl he had taken to bed that first time, the one whose innocence he had been given. At times it was like a monster had taken over, she practically raped him the other night, but there again you couldn't rape the willing. He loved this side of her, and so did his body, even though his poor back was red raw from her nails or bites.

Shaking the thoughts from his head, he called Vince, confirming that Summer was ready and when did he want them back on the road.

"How's my granddaughter Mark?" was his first question, even though they had talked most evenings, Summer would always say she was fine, yet deep down he knew she wasn't completely happy.

"She's ok Vince, misses her damn mum, hides it well but that little girl needs that bitch, she's two months pregnant almost three, times like this she needs her mum, and yet Steph just can't be happy for her, be there for her. Hell Vince when she thinks I ain't around she cries for her, and it rips me apart."

"Mark I don't appreciate the name calling it is my daughter after all"

"Fuck that Vince, this is your granddaughter, who is expecting your great grand child, that woman has split your family apart, and yet you still stand up for her" Mark ran his fingers through his hair, what would make them see sense, he understood Vince sticking by Steph, but come on this had gone on long enough, hadn't he proved how much he loved Summer, how much they loved each other, that nothing would tear them apart, so why did she keep having to do this.

"Mark I am not standing up for her in fact both Linda and I have cut her from our lives, after we found out about Summer going to see her. How our wonderful Summer took an olive branch and went to see Steph, what her mum did and has done was appalling, so do not think I am on her side, I am not, yet she is my daughter Mark, and no matter what she has done we still love her, when your little one is born you will see that a parents love is unconditional" Mark laughed he couldn't believe Vince had just said that

"UNCONDITIONAL Vince, so what went wrong with Steph then when it came to giving that unconditional love to Summer?"

"I don't know" he whispered he still couldn't get his head around it all, no matter how many times he tried.

"When do you want us back Vince?"

"Ok Mark we can leave Steph out of this, Summer and yourself can come back in two weeks time, we will build a storyline up for you. I cannot believe I am going to say this, but you have carte blanche on what you want, and when I say what you want Mark I mean anything, even if you want to fight Steph, we owe you that"

"What?"

"You heard me correctly Mark I ain't repeating it, have a think and let me know, in the meantime look after my grandbabies"

"OK Vince leave it with me and I will" saying their byes he hung the phone up, so this could go any way he wanted, no problem on that, however he had a fiancée and child to think about now, staring down at the paperwork on his desk, he knew the one way Steph could never hurt Summer again, and if anything happened to him, Summer would be free from her family, to bring their child up in the safety of his ranch. He had the consent forms from her parents, all he had to do was drive through Vegas on the way to wherever Vince sent them, a church, a ring, and she would be Mrs Calaway before they hit the tour. He loved her so much wanted her as his wife sooner rather than later. He knew Summer would love it, she had joked about a small wedding just them two, he could see through her, saw it in her eyes, that was what she wanted. Well he was going to make his little ones dreams come true, she had him, she had the little one on the way, the only thing she didn't have was his surname and that he would rectify within two weeks.

Heading back to his lover, he climbed back into bed, pulling her close, yes Mrs Summer Calaway had a lovely ring to it, laying his head on the pillow, he shut his eyes in contentment.