Firecracker

Chapter 25

Disclaimer: Only own Jamie…*sigh*…*frowns*

A/N: Okay, my favorites! Here's the next chapter in the Jamie/Wade saga. I'm also updating "Won't Back Down" tonight. I'll have the next chapter for "Stuck" up...probably tomorrow, I'm thinking, but maybe Friday. I also just starting writing a Randy Orton fic...but I haven't even finished the first chapter. Hopefully that'll be up in the next few days, depending on how the writing goes. So, I hope you enjoy it! Please, let me know! I love you guys! :o) XoXoXoXoXo

"So, do you feel the baby in you right now?" Justin asked Jamie, while the two were in the locker room, on the couch. They were playing Madden '11. The guys were hanging out elsewhere.

"Nope," Jamie replied. "TOUCHDOWN!" she yelled, standing up and pumping her fists in the air, before sitting back down.

"God, I hate you," he mumbled. "Sore winner."

"Be jealous."

"I am. That's cool, though, I guess. I wish you could feel it already. Then, maybe I could tell that you're having a baby. You know, my friend's wife was pregnant, and when she was really big and the baby moved, you could see it. Like you could see a hand or a foot pressing from inside her. It was insane."

"Yeah. That happens."

"That's pretty creepy, actually. It looks like something from the movie 'Alien' is gonna pop out of your stomach."

"Well, I know who I should share a bed with when I'm that far along in the pregnancy," she said, smirking.

"Ew. No way."

Jamie laughed. "Wade probably wouldn't like that very much, anyways. In fact, he'd probably want to hurt you."

"Yeah. That's true. He'd kill me."

She nodded. "That's a fair statement. He probably would."

"That man is so in love with you, it's not even funny."

"I know. I love him, too."

"I know you do."

"INTERCEPTION!" she cried, throwing her hands in the air.

"You're a bitch. I was distracted by our conversation!" he whined.

"So? Pay attention. If I seriously beat you three games in a row, I'm never gonna let you live it down."

"Ugh. You're so mean to me. You're supposed to be my bestest friend and be nice to me once in a while."

"I know," she said with a sweet smile. "And I do love you very much, but I will not let you take away the excitement of beating you."

"Your kid is gonna look like a monkey."

"You look like a monkey. You're not the baby's father. Therefore, the baby will not look like a monkey."

"No, even worse, this kid is gonna look like Wade."

Jamie laughed. "Hey! I personally think Wade is very, very good looking. I usually want to bang the shit out of him. That's how we got into this whole situation. He's so hot I just couldn't resist."

"Ew! That's gross. I did not need to know that, Jamie! He's Wade, and I don't want him. Ew. That's so mean."

"Yeah. Well, that's what you get for saying my baby is gonna look like a monkey," she replied.

"Okay. Okay. I lied about the whole monkey thing. Your kid will probably be really, really cute," he relented.

"Yeah. That's what I thought."

"Are you excited?"

"Yeah. I mean, I know it's gonna hurt like hell when the kid comes out, but I am definitely excited."

"I know Wade is, too. What are you gonna do about the living situation, once baby Nexus is born?"

"What do you mean?"

"Your baby daddy lives in another country."

"Oh yeah. I forgot about that. Go Figure."

"So, what are you gonna do?"

"I don't know."

"Are you two dating? Like is he your boyfriend or something? Or are you two not dating? I don't even know what's going on anymore. You two are so hot and cold that I never know what's going on."

She rolled her eyes. "No…I don't think we're together. We haven't really spoken about it."

"Jamie, you're killing me."

"How am I killing you?"

"Do you know anything for sure?"

"I know I want to hit you really badly right now. Does that count?" she asked, tilting her head to the side and tapping her chin with her pointer finger.

"No. Listen, I care about this situation here. In all seriousness, Jay, you have to figure out something soon. I mean, you and Wade are gonna be having a real baby, and he lives in England, and you live in New York. Isn't that a little bit weird?"

"Yeah, but it's not like I can make him stay here. His whole family and his life before me is there," she pointed out.

"First off, yes, you can. That man will do anything that you want him to. Just say the word, and he'll do it. I'm not even kidding a little bit. Secondly, you and this baby are his family, now. That doesn't mean that he won't ever go see anyone in England again, but maybe he needs to apply for a dual citizenship or something because he's gonna have to be around for the baby and for you, for the next…like seventy years or something. Seriously, if you want him to live in New York with you, just say the word because I know he'll figure out whatever it is he has to do, and he'll take care of it without thinking twice. But he's not gonna know you want him to do it unless you tell him."

"I don't wanna tell him to do that, though. What do I say? 'Oh hey, by the way, I know you have a family across the pond or whatever, but move to America for me, please?' That's so selfish."

"Selfish? Jamie, he's in this country more than he's in England, first of all. And that's not even because of you, though, if he left the WWE tonight, I'm sure he'd be sticking around to be with you and the baby. And let's be honest with each other here, if you're not being selfish for you, be selfish for the baby, who's gonna want his or her daddy around for like…ever. I might find him to be maybe a little mean at times and not particularly attractive, probably because I'm not into men, even though no one seems to believe me when I say that, but he's your man and your baby's daddy. You two are his family now. And, let's be honest, I like to think that he considers me family, too, and I have a dual citizenship for England and South Africa," Justin said with an arrogant smile.

"I don't think he considers you family, Justin," she replied, shaking her head, keeping a straight face.

"That's really fucking hurtful and unnecessary, you bitch. I really don't appreciate comments like that."

"Please tell me you're not calling Jamie a bitch in front of me," Wade spoke, walking into the doorway.

Justin yelped. "Oh. Wade. I didn't know you were there. How inconvenient for me," he said with a sheepish smile. "But, in all fairness, I'm not actually in front of you, per se, so I'm not really calling her a bitch in front of you. More like…behind your back." Wade, Mike, David and Heath walked into the room, as Wade tried not to laugh at his reasoning.

"Hey beautiful," Wade greeted Jamie and kissed the top of her head. She looked up at him and smiled. He planted another kiss on her lips.

She handed her controller to Heath. "Can you finish him off for me?" Everyone snickered.

"I bet he'd really like that," David said, smirking.

Jamie laughed. "I didn't mean like that. I meant win the game. It's the fourth quarter, six minutes left. I'm kicking his ass. The score is forty-one to three. I'm literally handing you a win."

"Sweet," Heath said, sitting down next to Justin.

"Dude, I like chicks, so don't get too close," Justin said, inching away from Heath, who just rolled his eyes and shook his head.

"You're not fooling anyone," Heath shot back.

"That is so mean," Justin said, frowning and shaking his head.

Jamie stood up and wrapped her arms around Wade. "Hi babe," she said with a genuine smile.

He cupped her face in his hands, leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to her lips. "Did you have fun?"

"Yup. After the dance off, which I insist I won, we played some Call of Duty with Zack and after that, I just kept kicking Justin's ass in football," she said, before lowering her voice, "I was thinking. We should probably tell the guys about the whole having a baby thing."

"You think so?"

She nodded. "Yeah. I mean, I am ten weeks along already. And Justin knows, so it's only a matter of time before the rest of the world knows."

"How the hell did he find out?"

Jamie smiled sheepishly. "Well, when there was that whole you got a concussion incident, Justin had to drag me backstage away from you, and I may have slipped and said something."

"He never said anything about it to me."

"I made him promise he wouldn't utter a word to anyone."

"If you wanna tell the rest of them, that's fine with me."

"Okay."

"Guys, pause the game, Jamie needs to tell you all something," Wade said, getting everyone's attention. He had to admit, he was really excited that Jamie wanted to tell the guys. It felt like she was really excited about this.

The guys all looked at her curiously. She smiled at them. "So, I know things have been really weird with me lately, and I know everyone thinks Wade was overreacting about the whole me being ringside incident, but he was right…because there's something that's kind of going on, that we might not have told you."

"Oh?" Tarver spoke up.

"Yeah…Wade, David and Mike are about to have something pretty important in common with each other." Mike and David looked at Wade curiously thinking for a couple of moments about what it could possibly be.

"Wait a second…are you saying…are you…?" Mike asked, a knowing grin forming on his face.

Jamie nodded. "Yup."

"What are you talking about?" David asked, not understanding what she was talking about.

"She's pregnant, idiot," Heath said. "Even I managed to figure that one out without any other hints."

"Oh my God! Seriously?"

"Yeah. We're having a baby," Wade replied with a proud smile.

"That's so great, guys," Mike said, giving Jamie and Wade hugs, as did Heath and David.

"Do you just not care?" Heath asked Justin.

"I care. I already knew. This is old news. I'm not even excited about it anymore. If everyone else knows, I don't feel so special."

Everyone rolled their eyes at him. "You're such a baby, Justin," Jamie said, shaking her head at him.

"How the hell did you know?" Mike asked.

"Because Captain Big Mouth over there slipped up and said something about it the night she made Wade get a concussion," Justin told them. "But I guess I should hug Wade or something."

"You'd like that, wouldn't you?" Jamie shot back with a smirk.

"I always have to take this abuse," he whined, walking over and giving Wade a guy handshake/hug thing.

"How far along are you?" David asked.

"Ten weeks."

"How long have you known?" Heath followed up.

"A month," she replied.

"How did you manage to hide that?" Mike asked.

"Well, clearly, with no help from Jamie," Justin replied.

Jamie shot him a look but then, nodded with a shrug and smiled. "That's true, actually. Wade didn't tell anyone at all. And I only told Justin…and John…and Randy…" Wade gave her a look. "Well, I was crying and upset over the whole you not wanting to be with me thing, and John and Randy came into my room and John might have slipped and mentioned it in front of Randy," she explained.

"The only person who I told was Vince. Jamie and I went to him when we came back from New York."

"Well, everyone knew something was up with the two of you. You were being weirder than normal," David said.

"Yeah. I bet everything makes a lot more sense now."

The guys nodded. "So, are you two like officially together now or something?" Mike asked.

Jamie and Wade exchanged glances. "Not exactly," she replied.

"Oh…hm…interesting."

"What's that supposed to mean?" she shot.

"Nothing. We just thought that things were weird because you two were actually dating each other finally," he explained. "But there's gonna be a Nexus baby. That's really awesome. I'm so happy for the two of you."

Jamie smiled. "Thanks. It's so weird. We'll have to get a Nexus onesie for the baby," she said.

"Are you excited, daddy?" Heath asked.

Wade nodded. "Yup, and please don't call me daddy ever again."

"That's Justin's job," Jamie teased.

"I'm going to beat you up as soon as you have this baby, and I'm allowed to," Justin threatened her.

"That's not gonna happen. Pregnant or not, you're not going to touch her, pal," Wade said. "But, anyway, yes, Heath. I am really excited. The woman I love is having my baby. Really, how could I not be excited about this?" He pulled her back against him and wrapped his arms around her shoulders from behind.

"Aw, Wade, baby," she cooed, resting her hands on his arms that were in front of her chest.

"So, not only have you guys been getting along, but you're all in love and stuff, too?" David asked.

She nodded. "Yeah. I kind of like this one. He can stick around for a while. I don't mind so much anymore."

"Well, that's promising."

"She's only gonna like him until she gets moody and bitchy," Justin commented with a smirk.

"I'm only gonna like you until I'm moody and bitchy," she replied with a smile that basically said she was gonna kick his ass.

"Aw, I know that," he replied, returning the smile.

"And I'm still gonna love her, even when she is extra moody and super bitchy," Wade told them.

"Well, that's nothing new," Justin commented.

"I'm going to kick your ass," Jamie warned, shaking her head.

"You two are really grossing me out. I'm getting a little nauseous, I'm not gonna lie," Justin said, holding onto his stomach like he was going to throw up. He pretended to start gagging.

"Oh look at that, Justin gagging. That's something new," Jamie quipped, sarcastically. He looked up and flipped her off. She blew him a kiss. "I think you're just jealous that I'm having Wade's baby and not your's."

"That's exactly my problem," he replied. "Barrett, I'm gonna pull a little four-fifty action on your ass and reclaim my woman!" Justin declared.

"Reclaim?" Jamie asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Well, claim for the first time. Whatever. Stop tripping me up in these little technicalities."

Wade smiled. "Oh, trust me, Mister Gabriel, there's no way I'd ever let that happen, little buddy," he said, reaching out and ruffling up Justin's hair.

"Hey! Watch it! Zack helped me perfect the Beiber. It was perfect, and now you're messing it up!" he whined, trying to fix his hair.

"The Beiber? What the hell is that?" Wade asked.

"It's the hairstyle that this kid Justin Beiber has. He sings these really cheesy songs that get a lot of airplay on the radio. The young chicks love him," Jamie explained. "This is why this Justin shouldn't be hanging around Zack ever. He's a very bad influence when it comes to impressionable kids, like Justin. This Beiber kid is like sixteen and…it's just embarrassing to even admit that I even know who he is."

Wade eyed Justin, nodding slowly. "That really explains a lot. Maybe Cena really wasn't so far off on you."

"Hey! That's not very nice," he protested. "Why does everyone pick on me? I didn't do anything to any of you." He was pouting.

"Because you make yourself an easy target," David pointed out.

"You really do," Heath backed up.

"Oh yeah? Wendy's chick? How about you, Tarver? I see you laughing. Let's see how funny it is when you're back to selling perfume at Macy's. And you, Otunga? You big mooch!" he began throwing Cena's insults at them.

"And you're unoriginal," Wade teased, shaking his head with a smirk.

"Okay, everyone. Let's stop flinging the insults at poor, little Justin. He's very sensitive, and when everyone gangs up on him, he gets upset," Jamie scolded them, trying to hide her grin and suppress her laugh.

"Are you on their side?" he accusingly asked her.

"Aw, Justy, you know I love you," she said, wrapping her arms around him. He looked at her skeptically. "Come on. You can't not hug a pregnant chick back. That's just wrong in so many ways."

"That's true," he agreed and hugged Jamie. "Ha ha, Wade. I got your woman now, douchebag," he teased. Wade gave him a threatening glare and took a step forward.

"Oh really?" he asked

Justin smiled sheepishly. "And now she's your's again. Yay," he said, softly, inching away from Jamie, so as to not get his ass kicked by Wade.

"That's what I thought," he replied, wrapping an arm around Jamie and pulling her close to him. She wrapped her arms around his torso.

"So, you're not even showing yet?" Mike asked.

"Actually I think I am," she replied, pulling her shirt up slightly. "I only notice because I know what I look like, but there's a really tiny bump. If you look closely, you might be able to tell," she explained.

"I know my ex showed really early with our son, like she was about ten or twelve weeks and you could tell. She was really thin, like you."

"I'm not really thin."

"Jamie, if you can tell at ten weeks, you're pretty thin, and I see the little bump," he pointed out.

"I can't notice it. How the hell do you see it?" Justin asked, kneeling down in front of Jamie, staring at her stomach.

"Probably because I've been through four pregnancies," Mike replied with nod. "It's nothing new for me."

"You have five kids, though," Justin pointed out. "How quickly we forget when we have a bunch of kids."

"I swear, you're a good kid, but you can be such an idiot. One of my sons isn't my biological son. He's my ex's son, and his father wouldn't step up and be a part of his life, so I took him on as my own kid."

"Aw, really, Mike?" Jamie asked. "Normally, I'd probably not find that as endearing as I do right now. But…that's really great."

"He's a good kid. He wanted a daddy. He calls me his father, and even though I'm not with his mother, I still treat him like he's my boy."

"Aw." Jamie hugged him. "That's really admirable."

"Thanks, I guess," he said.

"Wade, did you see this supposed bump?" Justin asked, frustrated that he couldn't see it yet.

"No. Jamie, come here, baby," he said, wanting to know if he could see the bump. She walked back over to Wade and pulled her shirt up, revealing her stomach. He knelt down in front of her and ran his hands over her barely bulging tummy. He pressed a small kiss to it, before standing back up. He wrapped his arms around Jamie and kissed the top of her head. "I love you so much."

"I love you, too, babe," she reciprocated, while Justin was teasing them for being affectionate.

A/N: As it turns out, I did my research, that whole Michael Tarver having four of his own kids and raising his ex's son as his own because the father wouldn't step up is actually true, just so everyone knows. I learned that tonight from his blog on . I definitely just gained a whole lot of respect for that man...