A whole range of emotions went through me as I walked the corridors. This was it, the arena where Colby had burst in on Jon and I in the locker room. And there it was, the dreaded locker room. I paused, looking at the door, just as it burst open. "I know, I fucking know!" Jon growled, walking out backwards while yelling. "I know when my call time is. I just need a smoke, you know? I'll be back in plenty of time, I just... Shit! Watch where you're going!" He spun around as he collided with me. "Fuck! Jordan!" he said, helping me up quickly before I could even attempt to shake his hands off me. "Are you ok? Is the baby ok? Shit, did I hurt you?" "More than you will ever understand" I said quietly, looking at the floor before walking away. I didn't stop walking until I reached the trainers room.
"Jordan?" doc asked, looking up as I walked in. "What is it? What's wrong?" He helped me onto the bed and looked at me, eyes full of concern. "Humour me here" I said. "Just collided with a 6 foot 4 225 pound burly wrestler in the corridor, and I'm three months pregnant." "Ok" doc said, going into full on professional mode. "Where did he hit? Did you fall down?" I nodded and pointed at my stomach. "Elbow, full on here" I said quietly. Doc winced. "Jordan" he said softly. "I can check your blood pressure, and feel for any tenderness, but I just don't have the equipment I need here. I need you to go..." I nodded slowly, tears rolling down my cheeks. "Anything" I said quietly. He nodded and got his phone quickly. "Ambulance" he said. "Quickly as you can."
"Jordan!" Jon yelled as I was wheeled down the corridor on a stretcher. "Get away from her Ambrose" Nick growled. "Don't you think you've done enough damage?" I glanced at Jon quickly. "It was an accident Jord" he pleaded. "I'm coming with you." I looked at Hunter. He shrugged. "It's up to you kiddo" he said. I nodded. "Please Jon" I begged, tears beginning to fall again. He held my hand and practically ran beside me as I was rushed up the corridor to the waiting ambulance.
The ambulance ride seemed to last forever. Jon sat next to me, holding my hand the whole way. He didn't speak, he didn't have to, his tears were enough. I couldn't look at him. He'd hurt me so much, not just the Renee thing, as bad as that was. I was just staring at the paramedic when the ambulance pulled up at the hospital. "Miss Taylor" the paramedic said. "We're gonna get you inside now..." "Mrs Good" Jon growled. The paramedic looked at him quickly. "I'm sorry?" he asked, confused. Jon sighed. "Her name is Mrs Good" he said. "We got married four days ago." Four days? Was it really only four days? Felt like a lifetime. The paramedic looked at me and I nodded. "Miss Taylor is fine" I said. "Marriage will be annulled soon." Jon looked at me and was about to speak when the doors were pulled open. "Hey Jordan" doc said, smiling at me. "Thought you'd be in need of a friendly face. Come on, let's get you all booked in and checked over."
Jon was kept in the waiting area while a shit load of tests were run. Finally, doc admitted defeat. "We can't keep him outside any longer Jordan" he warned. I nodded. "And" he said warily. "I need to get back to the arena. Do you want me to take Jon back with me?" I shook my head. "He won't come with you" I said. "It's ok. I can handle him." He nodded and left the room. Seconds later, Jon burst in.
"Jordan?" he said quietly. I shook my head, and he started crying instantly. "Oh shit" he sobbed. "I'm so sorry Jord, what have I done?" He sat next to the bed and rubbed my stomach softly. "I'm so sorry baby" he choked. "I'm so, so fucking sorry." "Huh?" I asked. "Jon, the baby is ok. They're just keeping me in for observation." That did it. He cried even more, resting his head on my stomach. "It's time you left" I said finally. "You've been here too long. I don't want, or need, you around me Jon. We're through." He looked up at me slowly. "Please?" he begged. I shook my head, reaching for the buzzer to call the nurse. He saw what I was doing and moved quickly, keeping the button out of my reach. "Listen to me, please?" he asked. "Just let me say my piece, and then I'm gone." I sighed. "Just don't expect me to change my mind Jon" I warned.
"Ok" he said. "I know I was stupid, and what I did was the dumbest thing imaginable, but dammit Jordan you and this baby are my life! I'm not me if I don't have you to come home to, to curl up with, to laze around with on days off. My house, our house, it's not home because you're not there!" "Jon" I said. "Do me a favour? Walk over there, to that wall, and turn left." He frowned but stood up and did as I asked. He winced when he saw where I'd led him. A mirror. "See that person staring back at you?" I asked. "That's who you have to blame for all your problems. The door is behind you. Use it." I rolled over and turned my back on him, only letting the tears fall when I heard the door close softly behind him.