A/N Alright guys, heres chapter 26. Hope you like it! Oh yeah...why do I keep wanting to forget this? Disclaimer time!I own no wrestlers except X, WWE has dibs on everyone else. Sadly...

Chapter Twenty-six—Explanations

I was pacing backstage. Nervous and afraid. I was supposed to be getting ready for a match I was supposed to have against Phoenix. But I wasn't. I was dressed in a normal outfit, my wrestling gear forgotten. I was wearing an outfit I would wear any day. Nice, dark blue jeans, a pale blue camisole with a black shrug over it, skater shoes, my hair pulled back into a ponytail, my nails painted black, plain makeup. I was to make my announcement tonight.

I was walking out to the ring, my belt over my shoulder and a sad look on my face. I was supposed to be having a match, or that's what the people of the WWE universe were supposed to think. I dipped into the ring as my music stopped playing.

Lilian handed me the mic she had been using and let me speak, "Ladies and gentlemen, as the same with last week I will not be wrestling." A chorus of 'aww's and 'What!?'s could be heard. I took a deep breath, "I've spoken with my doctor over the past week and he has said that due to my condition I cannot wrestle for a long time. Tonight I am vacated my title, since I can't even wrestle to lose it. I've decided there will be a tournament for it. I've spoken with Mr. McMahon and he agrees with me. Tonight there will be three women's matches. Kelly Kelly against Candice Michelle, Beth Phoenix against Katie Lea Burchill, and Mickie James against Melina. The three winners will go onto a Triple Threat match next week. The first one to get a pin is your new Women's Champion." The crowd applauded. At least they liked the idea. I dipped out of the ring and walked back up the ramp. While walking, a tiny tear fell from my eye...This was my second reign coming to an end because of something I couldn't control. I've never really been able to fight for my right to keep my title or to prove why I deserved the belt.

Walking backstage I sighed. In a few weeks I'd be explaining why I was giving it up...Giving almost everything up...While I walked into the divas locker room a short...annoying...bitchy...ugh...

"Why the hell am I not in the tournament!? Huh!? You getting' back at me for everything!"

I shook my head, "Layla, not now. You're not in it because I don't like you, you're not in it because there was only room for six girls and you recently held the title. Layla, please, just not now."

She wasn't taking no for an answer, "No! We are talking about this now! I want to know what your problem with me is! Why are all your little friends in the matches? Why not me?"

I sighed and went to grab my bag. I was getting a major headache and was starting to feel queasy. Layla wasn't helping...I just shook my head, "Layla, please, not now. I need to get back to the hotel."

Layla grabbed me as I tried to leave, "No damn it! You aren't leaving until you kick someone out and let me in!"

I cringed slightly and paled, "Layla, let me go. I've got to get back to the hotel. I have to get some sleep before my flight tomorrow and I've got a doctors appointment Tuesday evening."

Layla barked a laugh, "You aren't sick so shut up! You're just giving the world an excuse as to why you don't want to fit to lose a title you don't deserve!"

Oh I lost it there, "Damn it Layla I'm pregnant now let me go so I can get back to the hotel and get something to eat before I have to call my Obstetrician to confirm my damn appointment for tomorrow evening!"

Layla was taken aback, "You little liar..." I was glaring. She then gasped, "You're serious."

I shook my arm from her grasp, "Yes, now keep your mouth shut about it. I've got to go. If you run into Phil, tell him I'm at the hotel." I shouldered my bag and left the locker room. I almost ran down the hall and out the back door so I could get to my rental.

Driving away I felt a sudden shock hit me. Oh...shit...I had just told Layla I was pregnant! She wasn't supposed to know! Oh great...I pulled into the hotel's parking lot in a haze. I took a few deep breaths before I stepped out into chilly Seattle air. Pulling my thin jacket closer around me I made the short walk into lobby. I ignored everyone in the room and was thankful when they ignored me as well. I headed straight to the elevator and pushed the button, hoping no one would stop it and climbed in. But of course, me being the luckiest person alive, someone does stop it.

I shuffled to the far side of the elevator as the person walked in. I almost sighed in relief when it was someone I knew and liked. Kane walked in and stood beside me.

I gave him a little smile, "Hey Glenn."

Kane turned to me, "Hey X. I've got a question. People were saying this whole stuff about some medical condition is all fake."

I heaved a sigh, "It's not. I'm not sick or dying or anything, I'm just...well it's complicated."

Kane raised an eyebrow, "Try me."

I heaved another big sigh, "Well...when I say complicated I mean it."

He laughed and gave me a smirk, "Try me. I'm not afraid."

I chewed my lip, "You can't tell anyone at all. Promise me Glenn."

He held his hands up in surrender, "Promise! I promise!"

I smiled, "Glenn...I'm sorta...Pregnant." Kane gave me a 'you've got to be shitting me' look. I only nodded, "Yeah..."

He shrugged, "Mind I ask how far on?"

I smirked, "A month tonight."

Kane gave me a little smile, "Well, I mean I know it's not the greatest thing because of your job and all, but congrats."

I smiled at him one last time before the doors opened on my floor, "Thanks Glenn." Stepping out of the elevator I walked down to the room Punk and I shared. The first thing I did was go straight for my phone I'd left in my bag. Sitting down I called Dr. Zhao, who had actually been ready to agree to be my doctor, to talk about my upcoming appointments.

I jumped slightly when I heard the door open. I hadn't realized how long I'd been on the phone with Dr. Zhao. With a smile I bid the good man goodbye, "Yes, of course Doctor. I'll see you tomorrow. Alright, good bye." I flipped my phone shut.

Punk walked up to me and pulled me into a hug. After a quick kiss he smiled, "So, what'd the good doctor want?"

I smiled, "Just to talk about my appointments and such." Over the past week I had definitely warmed up to the fact I was gong to be a mom. Yeah, I didn't like the idea of revealing to the world that little fact, but other then that...I was pretty OK with it. I had figured that I had plenty of help from plenty of people and there was always someone there who I could talk to about anything.

Punk smirked, "And any big news?"

I smiled brightly, "Tonight I am officially one month pregnant. Dr. Zhao also said that in a few weeks we can schedule for a sonogram." He looked confused out of his mind. I laughed, "You know, they put the jelly on the mom's stomach and use the machine to see what the baby looks like or hear the heartbeat." The fact that it took him almost a full minute to realize what the heck I meant was freaking hilarious.

I left his embrace and walked into the little kitchen to pull a bottle of ginger ale. Punk moved to lay out on the bed with a heavy flop. Sitting on the small counter I downed a nice gulp, "So, how'd your match go? I'm sorry I was talking with Zhao and I was concentrated on my appointments."

Punk merely shrugged, "Double count out."

I looked confused, "But I thought you were gonna win because Regal got a count out?"

He shook his head, "I went for a cross body, but I hit my head and was out of it too long to get back in the ring."

I made a dash to sit by him on the bed, "Are you alright?"

He chuckled, "Fine, I stopped by the medics for a moment to grab a couple Tylenol. I'm fine."

I smiled and set my drink on the bedside table. Stretching out beside him I smiled, "Good. Now It's late, let's get some sleep." The last few words were mumbled as I quickly and suddenly slipped off into sleep...

I didn't know what time it was when I came awake. All I knew was there was a hollow, empty feeling in my stomach. Carefully I slipped out of the bed, trying not to awaken Punk as I did so. I padded quietly to the quaint little fridge that I had stocked lightly with foods. I knew that I'd probably travel far less for my appetite was beginning to grow greatly. Especially since hotel room service was only available until so late and their fridges too small for much.

Grabbing a spare apple I perched on a low counter and munched away on the piece of fruit. I enjoyed the apple then as I was about to go back to bed I eyed the fridge and thought, It's fruit...One more wouldn't hurt...With that I grabbed a second apple and hopped with back onto the counter, munching away with a happy little grin. I had to admit, I could detect all the different tastes in the apples. How they no longer seemed the same and how both had a unique flavor.

I gazed down at my still flat stomach and spoke in a whisper, "Good job you, the flavors are much more yummy now." I never heard the bed groan and I never heard the silent walk. All I did hear was the low chuckle from a figure leaning on the door frame. My head snapped up to look at a smirking Punk. I stuck my tongue out at him, "I was hungry."

Punk chuckled again, "Not what I was laughing at."

I gave him a mini glare, "Bite me. Things taste different."

He laughed and walked over to the counter in front of me, "Bite? Gladly."(Bad boy! Hahaha) He leaned in close to me and pressed his face into the crook of my neck, kissing the base of my throat. His beard tickled and I squirmed slightly. He chuckled and with one quick, careful movement he hoisted me up bridal style.

I giggled, "Dare you to try that in about seven to eight months."

He smirked, "I'll still be able to lift you as if you weigh little to nothing. Just watch." We both laughed as he carried me back to the bed. Together we laid back down. I snuggled close to his warm form with a smile as I slipped back into a happy sleep.

-A Month later-

"Yes Phil...No! Never. Phil ca-Yes Amelia has taken perfect care of me...No, Zhao says everyth-Yes, of course I am...Phil, can I ta-I told you yes!...Phil ca-...Ye-Phil! Can I please talk?" I had been on the phone with Punk for not two minutes before the third degree started up. After I had vacated my title things got busy for him. McMahon had excused me from anything outside of Monday nights and this particular week he'd excused me from that. Punk however, was busy. For two weeks we'd seen each other three or four days at most. He'd been given many house shows and autograph signings and conferences and not a single one I attended. Punk and I hadn't spoken in a couple days and I don't think I'd ever heard him sound so worried. He was barely letting me get more then a quick sentence in. To make matters worse there was currently a small camera crew set up in the living room and setting up for my explanation.

"Sorry Ally."

I smiled, "It's alright. Yes, I'm perfectly fine. Zhao says everything is going perfectly fine. We've scheduled for my first ultrasound photo in two weeks. Stop worrying!"

"Sorry...I just worry about you. I know you've got Amelia, Bob, Sammy and Xavier, I just hate that I'm not there."

I smiled softly, "It's all fine don't worry Phil. All is fine. I promise you'll be here for everything major. I'm not about to let Vince hold onto you while I sit here. Phil I--"

"Ms. Johnson. We're ready for you in here." I heard a man call from the living room.

I sighed, "Phil, I've got to go. They need me for the explanation video. I'll call you later."

"Alright, I love you Ally."

I smiled, "I love you too Phil." With that I shut my phone and set it on the bedside table. I walked out into the living room. I almost lost it. Ready!? Ready for me!? They had our recliner situated with a pale cream/pink blanket draped over it. They had set it up to make it look like a woman's chair and had placed a couple throw pillows in the seat

I twitched and turned to the main guy, "Is this a joke?" My voice was low and bit through the hair.

He actually flinched, "No, we thought it suited the occasion more."

I turned on him and raised a hand to his throat. They just pushed the 'bitch' button. I was two months pregnant, a woman, and had a headache, but I was still a strong woman and I knew I could still kick that bastard's ass, "Do I look like the kind of woman who sits on pale cream blankets with cute little throw pillows?"

One of the other crewmen came up, "Hey! Let him go! Ma'am! He's turning blue!"

I released my grip and turned to the other man, "You men are idiots. You're the camera crew. I've not once even worn pink. You think I'll let it decorate my home." Turning to the chair I took away the blankets and pillows and sat down. I then turned to the head guy, "Sorry..."

He nodded and breathed deeply. I could read terror in his eyes every time he looked my way. Settling into the chair I readied for them to shoot the clip that would be played in a few hours on the Titan-Tron for everyone to see.

The man nodded to me, "3...2...1..." He pointed at me and I saw the little red light come on.

I took a deep breath, "Ladies and gentlemen. A month ago I vacated my Women's Championship due to a medical condition. Due to this condition I can't be there in person to explain my reasons to you. This past day I was cleared to explain." I took another deep breath, "Although it is uncommon for this to happen to a Diva it has happened to me. I'm pregnant." I blushed slightly. I couldn't believe I was just announcing this to the word. I couldn't believe it at all. Taking another breath I continued, "It's no doubt who the father is. The superstar I've been romantically tied to for quite some time, CM Punk. As of now I am two months along. I can promise you though, whenever I get the chance, I will visit you all." I gave one last smile before the camera man nodded and stopped the recording.

That night I watched RAW and watched my explanation. The crowd was almost silent. Some 'aw'ed, some cried out in some form. None of it mattered. What mattered now is I was no longer hiding anything from anyone. Everyone important to me now knew the truth. My fans new. Other wrestlers who I never told knew. Secrets out...Lovely...

A/N There you go. I know, kinda short. OK just to make her pregnancy move along quicker I'm going to do 3 chapters. Each will highlight certain events in each trimester. Just fyi for later. Thanks for reading and please review!