"WELCOME TO MIZTV!" she heard Miz yell into the microphone. "And you can see my guests tonight are Paul Heyman and his gorilla."
She laughed slightly; Brock always laughed when he got called that. "Miz, cut to the chase," Paul said with a roll of his eyes.
"Okay…good deal…so Molly."
"What about Molly?"
"Brock was screwing Molly?" he asked, laughing. "I mean, I don't think I heard her say a word for the first year and a half she was on the roster."
"Brock…enjoys complicated women."
"Yer complicated, alright," Sheamus laughed from beside her.
"Brock enjoys beautiful women…he enjoys POWERFUL women…"
"And he also seemed to enjoy women who weren't the bitch he married," Miz put in. The crowd seemed to laugh at that.
"Well, Molly was not the final nail in the coffin. The marriage had been long needing to end, and Brock simply pulled the proverbial trigger to do so for the health of himself and for the well-being of his children."
Miz nodded. "Well, let's add another special guest…I honestly don't even know who this is!"
"Oh shit," Charlotte muttered. It was his wife. Molly wanted to hurl.
When Rena walked up in the ring, she smiled annoyingly to Brock. "I'm just wondering if all of these people would like to know that you left a pregnant wife to be with your little whore," she said, looking at him and then walking away.
Brock's look signaled complete surprise. "I'm going to be sick," she whispered.

"What do I do?" he asked, not looking at Molly or Paul.
Paul bit his lip. "You love Molly."
"But I can't leave my wife when she's pregnant!" Brock yelled, standing up. "Fuck…this is just blown up and I don't fucking know what to do…I can't keep everyone happy…"
"And do you honestly want to hurt Molly?!" Paul asked. "Listen…the way you look at her…you've never looked at Rena that way…"
"And Molly's not currently pregnant with my child."
"Paul, it's okay," she whispered out. "I'm a big girl."
Paul turned to her. "I'm on your side with this, Molly. Don't forget that."
"Still. I'm not letting him leave a pregnant wife to be with me. He'd get slaughtered in the press, and I can't let that happen with the movie coming out," she sighed, walking to him and cupping his cheek. "I'm making this decision for both of us. We need a break. You need to think about what you need to do. When you decide, just let me know."
He kissed her palm before pulling her to him. "I love you so much…and you're entirely too good for me."
"I'm not gonna lie when I say I want you to come back to me, but I'll respect whatever you decide. I love you too much to let you make a snap decision that might affect the rest of your career," she said, tears popping into her eyes as she bent to kiss him. "I'm going to room with Charlotte and Sheamus tonight, okay? I love you, I swear."
"Love you more, baby girl," he whispered, not looking at her.

"We should chat," Paul said, motioning for him to follow her. Molly did as he asked, watching the stares from everyone. The initial reveal wasn't that huge of a deal, honestly. She was surprised at how well people had taken it. However, the thing that was a little crazy was Rena's last confession. Now people were staring at her like she was a homewrecker. "Sit, dear."
She sat at the small table, looking at Paul. It'd been six weeks since she'd even spoken to Brock, and she missed him. God, did Molly ever miss him. "So. What did you want to talk to me about?"
He bit his lips. "I have a…source…that says there's a high chance that this baby doesn't belong to Brock."
"What?!" she yelled, standing up.
"This baby…doesn't belong to Brock. He's not aware of that yet.'
"Who told you?"
Paul regarded her curiously. "For some reason, there's been a plan hatching to have Brock removed from the roster…started after his Triple H match…and several have been involved in it. Austin informed Punk that he'd be interested in who it was considering his falling out with me, thus Punk's involvement."
"Who does it belong to?"
"We're not sure yet, Molly…"
"Are you going to tell him?"
Paul shrugged. "I was hoping you could encourage him to check into it…"
"Paul, I'm not going to do that. You know how it'd look if I did."
He sighed heavily. "I know, Molly. I know this is difficult…I just can't seem to figure out exactly what to do to let him know."
"She'll shoot herself in the ass soon enough, honestly."
Paul sighed again. "You are right about that. She's damn good about doing shit like that."
"Why are you on my side?" she finally asked.
"I wasn't initially. You're good at finding trouble. But…after he finally came clean and he told me about how much he adores Lillie-Beth, how much he loves you…he's never spoken about her like that. That was the moment I knew that you were who he needed…who he still needs."
"PAUL!" a little voice yelled.
"Boys, in here," he called back. Molly turned and saw Jax and Ryker, Brock's sweet little boys, running into the room. "You both remember Miss Molly, right?"
They nodded and Ryker walked over to hug her. "You got Angry Birds?" Jax asked.
"I do," she smiled, taking her phone out.
"Can we play?" Ryker asked timidly.
"Sure, you wanna go first?"
"Yes ma'am," Ryker smiled a little, taking the phone and snuggling against her while Jax went into explicit detail about all of his latest adventures.
Paul watched them for a while and then walked out. Soon, she heard a cough. "DAD!" Jax yelled, running to him. Ryker stayed snuggled into Molly's embrace, smiling up at his dad.
"Hey boys…Ryker, you enjoying Miss Molly?"
He nodded, snuggling into her again and smiling up at her. "I like Miss Molly, Daddy."
"ME TOO!" Jax agreed.
"Y'all go get some ice cream, okay?" he said, handing Jax some money. "Paul's gonna walk with you."
The boys ran off, Ryker giving Molly kisses before he got down. "Hey."
"That's the first time he's smiled in months," Brock remarked.
"She was hurting him, wasn't she?"
He nodded. "He looks the most like me."
Molly took a deep breath. "I love your boys. They're sweet," she sighed, standing up. She needed to tell him, but she couldn't. Brock wrapped his arms around her and rested his head on her shoulder. "What?"
"I've missed you…I've missed holding you."
"Brock, I've…"
"Shh, baby girl," he urged, turning her to face him. "I'm not ditching you…I just, have to figure out a good way to do this…to still let her let me be a dad to this baby."
She nodded quietly as he let her go. "I get it. I really do."

So, we have ourselves some drama and our dear couple isn't together. i apologize for the lack of update; a very busy week and some writers block and computer problems...ick. Anyways, reviews are welcome!