A/N Here's Chapter 25! Woo! Alrighty then, enjoy! Oh, wait! I forgot something! Disclaimer time! I own no one except my OC peoples! WWE has all wrestlers! Woo!

Chapter Twenty-five—Amelia Knows Best

We had stayed chilled out on the couch until I suddenly and randomly felt very hungry. I stood up and meandered into the kitchen, looking for something to eat. Now, why did none of our breakfast food like cereal and pop tarts scream 'eat me'? I shrugged it off and grabbed some fruit salad from the fridge. Nothing else seemed good.

I walked back in with the bowl and sat down on the couch beside Punk. He was giving me a 'what the hell' look. I just popped a grape in my mouth, "I was hungry. Leave me alone." He tried once, only once, to reach around me and steal a grape before I slapped his hand, "No. Bad boy." He just laughed.

As I went through the bowl I figured out this. I still loved grapes, bananas, watermelon, and apples. The cantaloupe, orange slices, and mango didn't even smell good anymore. I turned to Punk, "You can have those." He laughed and popped a mango piece in his mouth. We chilled on the couch for a while, Sammy curled up in my lap purring like a motor boat and Xavier laying in the extra seat beside me.

Punk started to question me, "OK, help me out here Ally, exactly what am I to expect?"

I chuckled, "World War three." He jumped slightly. I laughed, "I'm joking...Pretty much you can find out every thing you need to know on the Internet. But from my own knowledge. Mood swings, cravings, morning sickness, which really can strike at any time, I'll be tired a lot...Hmmm....I'll get headaches and backaches, especially when the baby starts to really form."

He looked lost, "OK, lets start with cravings."

I laughed, "I wont be asking for carrots dipped in chocolate or ice cream. But there will be those times when I'll just have a want for something that we just don't seem to have. Don't worry, you'll catch on."

He nodded, "OK, and mood swings. Can I guess our little chat with the parents yesterday was a taste of it? You seemed level headed then kinda exploded, then got all emotional."

I nodded, "Yes, that'll happen. I remember a really bad case with my sister once. I was visiting and she was six months pregnant. Andy said something and she went off. First she was screaming, then she was crying, then she was all understanding, then she was muttering about his being and ass. All in under like ten minutes."

Punk tensed, "I'll watch what I say."

I looked at him shocked, "What, you think I'll just flip flop around like she did!? Jerk!"

He held his hands up, "Sorry! I didn't mean anything by it!"

I laughed, "I'm just messing with you. I'm not mad, and that's actually a good idea."

He poked my side, causing me to giggle and squirm, "That's not funny Ally! You had be scared!"

I giggled, "So, what's your next question?"

He thought a moment before continuing, "Morning sickness."

I laughed, "Well really I can get sick at anytime. Its due to three things, hormones on the rise, sensitivity to smells and tastes, and just the overall change in the body that can mess us up. Don't worry you'll get used to it."

"Whys it called morning sickness if it can happen at any time?"

I sighed, "It's worse in the morning and slowly starts to settle over the course of the day." I yawned and stretched some. I felt munchy-hungry again. Obviously the bowl of fruit hadn't sated me fully. Getting up I headed into the kitchen. While there I could hear Punk turn the TV on. I rummaged around in the cupboards for a while until I came out with Ramen. Yum...

I quickly heated up the noodles and was opening the seasoning packet I got a little whiff of the chicken and herb smell. I dropped the packet and covered my nose. OK...maybe just the noodles...Just the smell of the seasoning made me gag a little, I wasn't about to tamper with taste.

Sitting back down beside Punk, I ate a bite of my plain noodles and looked to see what he was watching. Blade Trinity. I couldn't help but chuckle. Triple H played a vampire in this. I settled down to watch it with him. I had to admit the Blade movies were pretty awesome. Plenty of action and plenty of vampires. My two favorite things! Luckily it had only started about a half hour before and we were still in some pretty awesome scenes.

We were halfway through a fight scene when my phone rang. I jumped. Other then the TV we had been so quiet the sudden noise was unexpected. Katie's theme was playing as a ring tone.

I stood up and walked across the room while answering, "Hey Kat."

"Hey Lyn, so, you break the news to Phil yet?"

I sighed, "Yeah, and we had a fun chat with our parents last night..." Punk turned to look at me in my seat. I shook my head and mouthed 'later'. He turned slowly back to the TV.

"How'd Phil react?"

I sighed, "He was shocked to say the least." I meandered down the hall, "But he didn't freak out really. Stunned to silence for a few good moments...But he's open to learning. Earlier he asked what was to expect."

Katie chuckled, "So, how's your folks take it. I'm sure your dad was right pissed when he heard."

I sighed, "Daddy was so mad. I couldn't believe it. He cocked his shot gun and said he'd blow Phil's head off. But of course, Dad don't shoot 'less I say so." My jaw quivered, "And that's not the half of it. His mom screamed. I mean really screamed. She was trying to be nice after that and say she respected that I made Phil happy, but wished someone other then a girl like me would have her grandkids. Can you believe that? She said she wanted a girl with a normal job and a normal lifestyle to raise her grandkids. I couldn't believe it. I was so upset and...and..." Oh great. I was starting to tear up and get all emotional again.

Katie soothed me, "Calm down Lyn, it's alright. She's just mad that she knows how close you and Phil are. She thinks he's still her little boy. She can't take it he's a grown man who's in love and with a woman he likes. It doesn't matter if his mom likes you or not. It's Phil's opinion."

I smiled and sniffed, "Thanks Katie. You're right. His mom is just mad his affections are going to someone else."

Katie chuckled again, "So what about your mom and his dad?"

I sighed, "Jack was pretty cool about it. He said it was a shock, but he hadn't been all mean about it or called us reckless and stupid. He just said he was waiting for something like this to happen. 'Either a ring or a blessed accident' he said. I was told I had to come out to visit him before I'm too far along to fly or we've got to fly them out here. Jack really is a great guy. Mom...she was understanding, but I've got country folks. She doesn't really like when people have kids out of wedlock. Mama's old fashioned like that. Heck, Mama hardly even wears pants. Only when she rides."

Katie spoke, "Yeah, she seems like the kind. So, how do you guys plan to deal with this? Like how are you going to tell Vince and them?"

I sighed, "We told Vince yesterday when he called about my little forfeit on Monday night. We decided next week I'd vacate my title and announce those who'd be in the tournament for it. Then in a few weeks we'd set up a camera here in Tucson and have me announce everything..."

Katie laughed, "Hey Lyn, you know I love you right?"

I chuckled, "Yes, I already know who's in the tournament. It'll be you, Barbie, Mickie, Beth, Candice, and Melina. The winners will go to a Triple Threat match. Winner takes the title."

Katie chuckled, "Sounds great."

I smiled, "Yeah, I'm lucky Vince likes me as a person or I'd be going through hell with this. But Vince has always been kind to me. So tell me now so I can tell you no, are you girls planning to ever give me a baby shower."

"Awww! No baby shower! Why not?"

I growled, "Because, I just can't stand them. They seem so fluffy and girlish. I couldn't sit through that."

Katie laughed, "Please Lyn, just a little bitty one? You know Barbie would love it and Mickie would beg. I mean I don't mind you saying no and all, but they would love it."

I groaned, "Well...the baby showers usually aren't until the mom is really pregnant, so...I might warm up to it then. Might..."

Katie chuckled, "You better or Barbie would just die." We both laughed and continued talking for quite a long while. Just us two girls, chatting away, talking about anything and everything under the sun. When we hung up I walked out into the living room. A laugh escaped my throat quietly. Punk had fallen asleep, sprawled out on the couch. Sammy had curled up on his chest and was dozing, a low purr coming from his body. On the floor Xavier was laying, dozing in the beam of light coming in from the big window. It was too cute.

Walking up behind the couch I reached a hand down to gently pet Sammy's coat. He made a meowing noise and looked up at me. Holding a finger to my lips I motioned for him to stay quiet. Sammy yawned and settled his head back down. I walked to the end table and scribbled a note down on the pad of paper we always kept there. Why? Random notes or letters explaining why we weren't home. Simple. I wrote that I was across the way at Amelia's.

Quietly I stole from the house and across the lawns to Amelia's. It was around two in the afternoon and I knew she'd be having her afternoon lunch right about now. That's what I was craving. Some good down home southern cooking. Plus I knew she'd have just the recipes that wouldn't make be spend the evening giving tribute to Our Holy Ceramic One.

Knocking on her door I put a smile on when I heard her fussing at Bob that someone was coming and for him to get his lazy butt up. I could just imagine the look on her face when I told her the news. When she opened the door she squealed happily and pulled me into a hug, "Oh my baby! I haven't seen you in ages! You and Phil have been travelin' so much an' you went to Lockport last time! Oh I missed you! Now come in here, we've got lots to talk about!"

I smiled happily and walked inside, "Oh Amelia! I missed you! By the way, whens lunch? Got any good food?"

Amelia smiled and gave me a wink, "Just the food you need. Won't have you throwing up all night."

I looked shocked, "Amelia! Why would you say such a thing?"

Amelia shook her head laughing, "Baby girl you can't keep a thing from me. I could see it in your eyes. So, tell me, when did it happen?"

I smiled and kissed Amelia's cheek, "Can't hide a thing from you can I?"

Amelia shook her head and lead me into the kitchen, "Lunch today, spaghetti. I'll tell you what when I was pregnant with my boys spaghetti was the best thing I ever ate. I could always keep it down and it always agreed. Or at least my recipe did. You see I don't add a ton of spices to the sauce or lather the noodles in butter. Its straight wheat noodles with home made tomato sauce, fresh tomatoes crushed by yours truly and added just a tiny hint of flavor." She dished me out a bowl with a big smile, "Now, tell me if you feel queasy after getting a nice whiff of that and a big spoonful."

I smiled, "OK I know you could tell when I was at the door, but how--"

She interrupted me, "Honey dew I saw RAW last night. I knew right away. You didn't seem as excited or jumpy when escortin' Phil to the ring, and when you had that match with Jillian you threw it away. I could see it in your eyes why you did it. Baby girl, I am an old woman and I know these things. Trust me, when you're my age and your daughter or that sweet neighbor girl you've got is expecting you just know it the first time you see them. Now, I know your mama said to come to her with questions and I'm sure Phil's mama said something similar. But listen here. Don't you go a-callin' or a-cryin' to either of them. Your mom with be too motherly and comforting. His mom will say it's your fault for getting' pregnant. You come to me. I'll give you what ever you need. Oh and you'll need these." She walked over to a big cabinet. Opening it I saw a huge amount of over-the-counter medication and jars of herbs. She looked around before pulling out two bottles. Sitting down at the table she set them in front of me, "One is prenatal vitamins, the other is fish oil capsules. The fish oil helps a lot with morning sickness and hell, when you go to the doctor he'll give you some. Until then, take these. They'll help, really. Also, stay away from fast food. I know you'll really want a burger from time to time, but those grease bombs only lead to a sacrifice to the Mighty White One." All the time she spoke I was eating the spaghetti. It was delicious and not once did I feel queasy by the smell or anything.

Bob came walking in, "Mmmm, I smell spaghetti! Oh, hey there Tria. How's my girl?"

I smiled, "Great, absolutely fine."

Bob looked in the pot, "Ame, you ain't make spaghetti like this since...Tria! You aren't!"

I laughed and nodded slightly, "I am." He ran over and gave me a big bear hug.

When we finally settled down Amelia gave me a glass of water and a fish oil capsule, "Take one now to fend off anything that may occur. Also, keep a complete record of everything." She got up and went to another cabinet, pulling out a journal. Setting it in front of me she said, "Right now we're going to go through all the things that have happened and when they started. Alright?"

I nodded, "Alright." I grabbed a pen and began writing dates. Conception, first bout of morning sickness, first signs of fatigue. I tried to remember every detail and write I all down.

Amelia nodded, "Good, every time something happens write it down. This will help your doctor out. Oh, that reminds me!" She went and grabbed a binder, pulling out a business card, "Call Dr. Zhao. He's just a few years older then me and is a genius. Believe me, you wont find anyone like him. Just mention you know me and he'll willingly agree to work with you. He'll set up the dates and make sure you get all the information you need."

I pocketed the card with a nod and finished off my bowl of spaghetti. When I glanced at the clock I realized I had been there for almost an hour. I wondered then if Punk had awaken or not...Just as I finished the thought someone knocked on the front door. Bob got up to answer and I could hear him welcome the guest heartily and lad them in. Soon I heard a distinct voice. A voice that I had been sure to burn into my memory for ever.

Punk walked in with Bob and sat down at the table with us after giving me a quick kiss on the cheek. He looked at the notebook in curiosity. I giggled, "Amelia's volunteered to help."

Punk smiled, "Thanks Amelia."

Amelia turned to Bob, "I've got Honey dew, you talk with Phil." Bob nodded and lead a confused Punk out of the room.

I blinked, "What just happened?"

Amelia smiled, "As much as I'm an expert on this, Bob is an expert on how to teach men how to deal with everything you're going to go through. Also, something else. Be very careful. Right now you're in the first trimester. Miscarriages occur most frequent here." Oh snap! I'd been wrong! I didn't know that! She continued, "So what you did on RAW was a very wise decision. Some women think, 'oh I wont get hurt' or 'I'll just guard my stomach...' but they're wrong. You've got to be real careful and don't do anything that you even think could cause a miscarriage. Heck don't even drive to often. We don't want another mishap like before." I nodded grimly. No...no we would never want that again.

Later that evening Punk and I finally left Amelia's and walked the short distance to our place. I carried the few things I had acquired and made a mental note to call Dr. Zhao the following day. I took a moment to go over the list of things I'd gotten. One, the vitamin. Two, the fish oil. Three, the journal. Four, the card. Five, a big Tupperware container of the yummy spaghetti. And Six, a huge boost of confidence knowing Amelia was going to be helping me out. Anyway, as I learned early in being her neighbor. Amelia knows best.

A/N There we go. Yeah this one was just kind of a filler, I just needed something to take up space for a moment. Hope you liked it!