A/N: And here is the final chapter! Thank you all so much for taking the time to read and review this story. I truly appreciate it.
Chapter Twenty-five: Happiness
Las Vegas, March 2019
Quinn happily flopped onto her bed after dumping her bag on the ground at the foot of the bed. Jon walked into the room a few seconds later and chuckled at the sight of his wife enjoying the feel of their bed after being on the road non-stop for the past month. Jon dropped his own bag next to Quinn's and crawled onto the bed, kicking his boots off at the same time before he straddled Quinn's waist.
"Enjoying the bed without me already?" murmured Jon, leaning forward and pressing a kiss to Quinn's exposed collarbone.
"Mmm, there is no place like home and no bed as good as your own," replied Quinn, her hands sliding up Jon's jeans clad thighs.
"Very, very true."
Jon kissed Quinn on the lips at a slow and sensual pace. Quinn reached forward, grabbing Jon by the shirt and pulled him closer so his body was pressed firmly along hers.
"Plus, nothing beats sex in your own house," added Quinn breaking the kiss. A gasp slipped from her mouth as Jon's fingers slid beneath her top and bra.
"Is this what this is? Sex? Huh, I was just having a not very G-Rated sex ed lesson."
Quinn chuckled before a moan escaped her. Her fingers dragged down Jon's shoulders and chest as his lips claimed hers again in a heated kiss…
Brooklyn, NY
"So, I've been doing some thinking – about my future," said Quinn to Saraya as they sat outside a small café enjoying breakfast.
"What about it? Draft isn't for another four months and you and I have a brilliant rivalry happening," replied Saraya, "I love being a heel Women's Champion."
Quinn smiled as she sipped her mocha, "I know you do and I agree. We do have a brilliant rivalry going. But… well, Jon and I have been discussing after WWE – at least for me. Yeah, I'm fit as a fiddle now but… it's going to be tricky for me to fall pregnant with what happened to my pelvis and hip in the crash. So, we've been talking to a fertility specialist and after plenty of discussion and tests… well, better to start sooner rather than later. I'm twenty-nine and there's no saying I will fall pregnant straight away."
Saraya nodded, "I get it – I do. Al has been hinting at wanting babies as well. It would be nice… but our careers… we work so hard to get to get to where we are."
"I know, but look at Brie! She's training for her comeback! That proves that we can do this – I mean if you and Al end up going all baby as well… but anyway – I do want a career away from WWE, but not entirely away from wrestling," said Quinn with a small smile, "I haven't mentioned this to Jon yet. I want to talk to you because you are honest with me regardless of how I may feel."
"Go on."
"I want to open my own training centre for women and teens wanting to get into wrestling. So many schools are aimed at men or exclude women intentionally," said Quinn, her eyes lighting up with passion, "I remember having to find someone to train me. It was hard and yet there are so many females wanting to get into this industry but they can't. I want to build a place just for them and train them. What do you think?"
"I… I like it. You know who you should talk to? Colby. He has his Black and Brave training place in Iowa. He would give you the best advice on how to set it up and get the ball rolling… oh, and you need to tell Jon."
Quinn grinned, "So you reckon it's a good plan? Something that could be a success?"
Saraya chuckled, "Yes."
"Well?"
Jon looked over at his wife. Her hazel eyes were lit up with hope as she nibbled on her lower lip, which gave away her nerves.
"I think it sounds brilliant," said Jon, "It would take a bit of work but we have the money to set it up and it's a business with a goal."
Quinn grinned and jumped up from her seat to hug Jon, "Brilliant! I really want this to succeed Jon! I want us to have our own source of income outside of WWE."
"And what will you name this female wrestling school?" asked Jon, his arms snug around his wife.
"I was thinking Rebel Wrestling. Kind of pays homage to Harley and even Harley's dead sexy husband."
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah. Especially with them teaming up a fair bit recently to kick Paige and Roman's arse."
"Hmm, yeah Harley does look damn fine in her shorts. But I love her in those skinny jeans… wait – you're wearing those exact jeans."
"Am I really?" gasped Quinn, looking down at her legs, "What do you know… I am too."
Jon chuckled and kissed Quinn, "Tease."
After having a long conversation with Colby and taking plenty of notes Quinn found herself at her home a week out from Wrestlemania beginning the process of planning her own wrestling training centre for women. She'd contacted her father and he was looking into the legality side of things for her, while Quinn began designing what she envisioned her training centre to look like, as well as sorting out the financial aspects.
Jon came in from their home gym in the late afternoon to find Quinn browsing a real estate website.
"Another house? Already?" teased Jon before pressing a kiss to her cheek.
"Ha, ha. I am thinking an old warehouse would be best," explained Quinn, "It just needs to be big and airy. I don't want a small and unventilated one. We can't afford to build from scratch and I don't really want to take our any loans if we can avoid it."
"I'm sure we will find something. Have you heard from your father?" asked Jon pulling a chair over to sit beside Quinn.
"Not yet but he has a big case on now from what Hanna said."
"Is Hanna still seeing that Dave guy?"
"Yes, and Freddie hates it. He is causing issues so Hanna is taking him to mediation. If he won't agree to stop being a dick she will go to court. It's alright for Freddie to date whoever but he seems to think he owns Hanna because of Ava."
"What a dick."
"Mm hmm – oh look at this. Office space, four other rooms, restrooms and warehouse space," said Quinn, "I'll give them a call tomorrow to see if we can have a look. What do you think?"
"Whatever you want, babe."
August, 2019 – Las Vegs, NV
"Hello," said Quinn standing outside the building with a purple and black sign hanging above the entry reading 'Rebel Wrestling', "It's hard to believe that this is actually happening. This started as a simple idea at establishing a career outside of the WWE for myself and Jon. Today, I am proud to be opening Rebel Wrestling – a place for women and teenagers alike to come and train to be future female superstars. Females will train to work safely in the ring, as well as gain insight and knowledge on how to approach companies for work, what to expect on the road as a wrestler and how to build a character that wrestling fans will latch onto. Rebel Wrestling will be a support network for the future female wrestling greats!"
The people who had come for the company opening clapped their hands and cheered as together, Quinn and Jon cut the purple ribbon signalling that Rebel Wrestling was open.
Quinn and Jon walked into the building. The front displayed a reception area with a purple wall and the words Rebel Wrestling written in block, black lettering. There was a display of company merchandise available to be brought. Quinn and Jon were wearing a company shirt with Quinn in the purple one and Jon in the black. Rebel Wrestling was splashed across the back and the front was plain except for a small image where a pocket would be of a woman standing on a turnbuckle preparing to jump.
An arch way to the left led to offices and the rooms which would be used for outside ring training – character building, dealing with wrestling companies, the reality of a wrestling career. An arch way to the right led to the training area. There were two wrestling rings with purple and black ropes. To the side was a gym equipment training area and a bare place with blue padded flooring. Quinn wanted a section to include gymnastics training and various forms of martial arts and somewhere to teach stretching techniques. Her view was training the person as a whole; which was something Jon agreed strongly on as well.
"Wow," said Saraya walking over to Quinn and Jon with Alberto.
"This is impressive," complimented Alberto with a respectful nod and smile as he looked around the converted warehouse.
"Thank you," said Quinn as she hugged Saraya, "It's better than I imagined."
Saraya pointed to the image on Quinn's shirt, "That's you, isn't it? I'd recognise that stance anywhere."
"Busted," teased Jon with a grin to Quinn.
Quinn rolled her eyes and was quickly pulled away from her husband and friends to speak with members of the press.
Austin, TX
Quinn bit her lower lip with a frown on her face as she looked over the application – one of over one hundred from females aged from fifteen to into their twenties wanting the chance to train at Rebel Wrestling. She only had spots for thirty women currently but hoped in the future to increase that to fifty.
Quinn sighed and leaned back in her seat as Jon stepped out onto the hotel balcony and handed Quinn her coffee, "Thanks."
"How is the selection process going?" asked Jon,
"Nowhere… argh! Why did I think this was possible?" groaned Quinn.
"It is possible. You need to take a break and come back to it with a new mind set."
Quin nodded and picked the applications up and slid them into a bag and moved them to inside the hotel room before returning to the balcony with Jon.
"Ready for our match tonight? They have us teaming up against Saraya and Roman again," said Jon, "I was thinking we could do that double team dive through the ropes."
Quinn grinned, "Yes! Oh, and what if I do a run, step off your back to hit Joe with a punch to his jaw?"
"Listen to you, getting all excited to beat up my best friend," smirked Jon before licking his lips, "It's kinda hot."
Quinn burst out laughing, coughing a little as she tried to swallow her mouthful of coffee, "I don't think Joe would appreciate that!"
Jon stood up and pulled the coffee from Quinn's hands and yanked her up from her seat, his hands cupping her arse.
"I don't care about Joe's feelings right now. All I want is you naked and begging me to pleasure you in countless ways."
Quinn licked her lips as she moved her hands underneath Jon's singlet, "Well that sounds like a promise."
"It is."
Quinn pressed herself against Jon and dragged her nails down his chest, "You'd best keep it then."
October, 2019 - Cincinnati, OH
Quinn walked into the drugstore and walked along the centre aisle before ducking into the one that she needed. She grabbed three boxes and hurried to the counter, keeping her sunglasses on and hoodie pulled up.
"That's fifty dollars and thirteen cents," said the cashier.
Quinn tapped her credit card on the eftpos machine and took her bagged items and raced out to her car. She quickly drove back to the hotel and made it to her room without coming across any of her co-workers.
Quinn walked into the bathroom and pulled the pregnancy test out of the bag. Her heart was pounding a mile a minute as she read the instructions and did the test. She set it on the counter, reading the results could take three minutes.
Quinn walked out of the bathroom to get herself a glass of water. She was taking a sip when a sweaty Jon walked in from having gone down to the hotel gym.
"Hey babe," he said walking through to bedroom, "I'll shower and we can head to the stadium."
Quinn coughed and put her glass down hastily to block him from going to the bathroom when he walked back out holding her test.
"Quinn?" said Jon slowly as he read the results screen, "Y-your pregnant? Four or more weeks?"
"I am?" gasped Quinn as she hurried forward and snatched the test from his fingers and read the screen for herself, "Oh my god… I-I wasn't sure because I've been a bit irregular since the car crash… but I've been feeling sick in the mornings and my breasts have been tender and – and-" Quinn looked up at Jon, "We're having a baby!"
Jon let out a laugh of surprise and happiness before he pulled Quinn towards him and hugged and kissed her, "Babe… I-I… we're going to be parents… shit. Holy shit! I'm going to be a Dad!"
Quinn grinned, biting her lower lip.
Quinn and Jon left Marks office hand in hand before anything was announced, Quinn was to get the formal blood test done to before completely certain she was pregnant. She wouldn't feature on that night's Smackdown or go to any live events for the week. When questioned the excuse would be bruised ribs from training.
Back home in Las Vegas, Quinn went to her fertility specialist and had a blood test done. She was told the results would be in the next morning and the doctor would give her a phone call with them. Quinn headed to Rebel Wrestling and walked in to find everything running smoothly. She had hired professional trainers and some wrestlers Quinn had worked with during her indie days.
"Quinn!" greeted Clara, one of her friends from the old days and now head trainer, "What brings you here? I thought you'd be in Texas somewhere."
"Can we talk privately?" said Quinn with a gesture to her office.
Clara nodded and followed Quinn into Quinn's office. Quinn shut the door and turned to Clara nervously.
"You can't say a word to anyone," said Quinn, "So far only Jon, myself and our family know… but I'm pregnant."
"Oh wow!" cried Clara hugging Quinn, "Congratulations! You and Jon must be stoked!"
"We are. I have to get the actual blood test results but three pregnancy tests came back positive, so… yep."
"So, goodbye WWE?"
Quinn shrugged, "I'm not sure at this stage… I guess time will tell."
March, 2020 – Las Vegas, NV
Quinn walked into her house with her visiting sister. They had just gone shopping at some boutiques for baby stuff and Quinn was eager to show Jon some of the purchases she had made.
"Jon?" called Quinn walking through to the kitchen, "Babe! I'm home."
"Maybe he's in the gym?" suggested Hanna.
"Most likely," agreed Quinn walking over to the French doors and letting out a gasp.
Her back yard was decorated with green and yellow balloons and streamers. She walked out and the guests milling about all turned and shouted a loud, "SURPRISE!"
"Welcome to your baby shower!" said Hanna, clutching Quinn by the shoulders from behind, "Jon organised it for you."
Quinn smiled and laughed as she was greeted by all the guests, including plenty of her WWE co-workers.
"You look amazing!" cried Alexis hugging her, "I miss you though!"
"Trust me, I miss you all just as much! I'm so glad Wrestlemania is in Vegas this year! I'll get to see you all then!"
Quinn continued to chat with everyone for a good hour before finally getting to her grinning husband of two years, "You sneaky bastard."
Jon chuckled, "It wasn't easy but seeing you smile and looking so happy to be around all your friends is worth it."
Quinn hugged Jon and pressed a kiss to his lips, "I love you, you know."
"I love you too. And I love our little nugget as well."
July, 2020
Quinn let out a cry of surprise at the sudden feeling of wetness. She put the knife down she was using to chop vegetables with and looked down to see her grey yoga pants were wet down her legs.
"Jon!" cried Quinn, one hand on her stomach as she walked through the house, "Jon!"
Quinn gave another cry as she was hit with a sharp contraction. She'd been feeling odd pains all day but hadn't said anything to Jon in case it was just her body helping her get used to the feeling.
Jon came running down stairs to see his wife just reaching the bottom of the staircase with wet pants and pink cheeks.
"It's time?" said Jon leading Quinn towards the front door, grabbing the hospital bag by it and the car keys.
"Y-yes."
"Deep breaths, babe. I'll get the car, okay… sit here," Jon led Quinn to a table and chairs set up they had out their front door and got her to sit before hurrying to get the car from the garage. He hit the button to open the front electric gate as he did so and once the car was in the circular driveway jumped out, pushed the front passenger seat back and helped Quinn get in.
"Okay, let's go," breathed Jon.
Quinn gripped Jon's hand as another contraction hit. It was forty minutes after they had arrived at the hospital and Quinn was in a world of pain. She desperate wanted a natural birth but her doctor warned her that given her medical history it may not be possible.
"I don't want a c-section, Jon," cried Quinn as she relaxed somewhat.
"I know babe," murmured Jon as he kissed her sweaty forehead, "Whatever happens, we will get through this together."
Quinn nodded as a midwife came in to check how dilated she was. Quinn closed her eyes and breathed in and out evenly.
"You're fully dilated," said the midwife, "Looks like this baby is ready to join the world. I'll go get Doctor White."
Quinn nodded and Jon pressed his forehead to Quinn's cupping the side of her face.
"You're amazing," said Jon, "Absolutely amazing."
Quinn managed a smile as she was hit with the sudden urge to push. The Doctor and midwife hurried in and the Doctor got into position.
"Okay, Mrs Good," said Doctor White, "I need you to push for me."
Quinn nodded and gripped Jon's hand and the midwifes as she pushed, refusing to scream out. She let out a gasp of air after pushing, panting deeply.
"Good, good – I can see the head… push again."
Quinn breathed in deeply and pushed, her face scrunching up as she gave it all she had.
"The head is out – keep going Mrs Good. You're nearly done."
Quinn looked at Jon and he leaned in and kissed her forehead murmuring she could do it. Quinn swallowed a lump in her throat and pushed once more literally feeling her body stretch as her baby came into the world.
A cry filled the room and Quinn flopped back against the pillows catching her breath.
"Congratulations Mr and Mrs Good. You have a healthy baby boy."
"Riley David Good," murmured Quinn as she held her baby boy in her arms. She traced a finger over his features, smiling at his little button nose and pouty lips. He had a smattering of dark blonde hair and already Quinn could see a resemblance to Jon in his newborn features.
Jon walked into the room from calling all the family members and friends of Riley's arrival. He sat beside Quinn, slipping an arm around her as the other hand stroked his son's hair.
"He looks like his Daddy," said Quinn leaning her head-on Jon's shoulder.
"Really? I see you. Your nose and your eye colour."
"His eyes could change colour yet," Quinn sighed, "This amount of love and protection I feel for Riley… it's overwhelming."
"Shows that you are gonna be a kickass Mumma."
Quinn turned and kissed Jon softly on the lips, "Thank you… for everything. Every dream I've had you have made come true."
Jon kissed Quinn again, "You've done the same for me."
July, 2021
Quinn opened her front door and let out a happy cry as she was greeted by her closet friends. Saraya holding a bunch of blue balloons and Alberto just behind her clutching a blue wrapped gift, Joe holding his own present with Galina and their daughter Jojo, Colby holding a gift bag and Alexis and Matthew clutching a wrapped present.
"Come in!" cried Quinn stepping back, "Just head through to the backyard."
Quinn hugged everyone as they walked in, rubbing Saraya's round baby bump as she went past. Quinn shut the door and followed the group out to the back yard where the party was set up for Riley's first birthday. Quinn couldn't believe a year had gone by already. Riley was very close to taking his first steps and could already say plenty of words. His favourite words were: Mummy, Dad-Dad, bot-bot and a very defiant no.
Jon greeted their work friends and walked over to Quinn, "Riley's napping through his own party."
"I'm sure he will wake up soon," said Quinn with a glance to her watch, "He is like clockwork."
"Gets that from his mother."
Quinn nudged Jon in the side and walked over to where her sister sat with four-year-old Ava. Hanna had relocated to Las Vegas after Freddie took off to the UK with his latest fling. Currently, Hanna was working as a receptionist for Quinn at Rebel Wrestling and was dating one of the male trainers. Quinn and Hanna's parents were visiting for their grandsons first birthday, along with Jon's mother, sister, brother in law and their two-year-old son. Also at the party were Quinn's employees from Rebel Wrestling with their partners and children.
"So," said Hanna breaking Quinn's silent observing of the party guests, "Any plans on returning to WWE yet?"
Quinn sighed. She'd been internally debating that for the last month, especially with the WWE wanting her to make a decision as soon as possible. Her and Jon hadn't really discussed the matter but Jon travelling and being away was hard, especially for Riley who adored his Daddy and hated when Jon had to leave.
"I don't know," answered Quinn honestly.
"You're ring ready," said Hanna, "Look at you! No one would think you popped a kid out twelve months ago! And I know being away from Jon sucks for you and Riley."
Quinn nodded before the sounds of a happy chattering sounded over the baby monitor in her jeans pocket, "Oh, birthday boy is awake."
Quinn walked into Riley's room and he stood up in his cot and grinned at her with his bright hazel eyes and toothy grin. His sandy blonde hair curled around his ears as he excitedly began babbling to his Mummy.
"Hello handsome!" said Quinn picking him up and kissing him on the cheek, "Shall we get you ready for your party?"
"Dad-Dad!"
"Daddy is down stairs waiting for you. So is Grandpa, Grandma, Nanny, Aunty Hanna, Aunty Rachel, Uncle Darren, Ava and Declan. Lots of other people are here to see you!"
Riley continued to babble away as Quinn changed his nappy and dressed him in his birthday out fit of blue cotton shorts, a slight grey button up shirt with a bowtie and blue and white All Star shoes. Quinn carried Riley down stairs and out into the backyard.
Upon seeing Riley everyone cheered happily and Riley clapped his hands in response before spotting Jon.
"Dad-Dad!"
Jon took Riley from Quinn and held him up high pretending Riley was a plane. Riley giggled like crazy.
Later that night Quinn closed Riley's bedroom door and walked down the hall to hers and Jon's room.
"Sound asleep. He was exhausted!" said Quinn crawling onto the bed to sit beside her husband.
"I'm not surprised. So, I overheard a conversation you had with Hanna today – about coming back to the WWE."
Quinn nodded, "They want an answer. I just worry about all the travelling with Riley, but I want him to see his Dad as much as possible. I miss being with you and I know you miss us."
"I do. Very, very much so," said Jon as he took a hold of Quinn's hand, "But you need to do what you feel comfortable doing."
"Maybe I can discuss a contract that won't bind me to all the live events? Like, I am happy to do one or two but I want to be on Raw with you – and at any draft we always get drafted to the same show – two live events and then home for the rest."
"Well, put it forward and see what happens."
Quinn nodded and yawned, "I need a shower and sleep!"
"Hmm, a shower sounds good," grinned Jon hopping up from the bed. He turned and grabbed Quinn, causing her to squeal as he threw her over his shoulder and carried her to the bathroom.
August, 2021 – Tampa, FL
Quinn walked into the stadium carrying her bag, Riley's baby bag and Riley. She headed along a corridor and grinned and said hello to faces she recognised. Alexis gave her a big hug upon seeing her and Riley a tickle.
Riley was amazed at everything around him and was constantly looking at the different people and whatever they were doing. Quinn spotted the room she was after and pushed open the door. She dropped her bags and Riley's inside and left again.
They walked up a few corridors, passing Renee at one stage who simply gave a smile and nod to Quinn but didn't speak to her. Quinn entered catering and scanned the room for Jon the shout of: "DAD-DAD!" from Riley gave away Jon's location.
Jon looked up from talking with Allen and grinned at his wife and son. He walked over and kissed Quinn and took Riley.
"I didn't know you were starting back today," said Jon in surprise.
"Well, when they gave me a range of dates and that this show was in Tampa I figured it was meant to be. It was here everything began for us."
Jon smiled, "Ten years ago."
"Ten years," nodded Quinn standing on her tip toes to kiss Jon lightly on the lips, "And I wouldn't change a thing. Everything that happened brought us right here."
Jon kissed Quinn again and agreed. Despite their ups and downs it made them who they were and led them to their happiness.
The End