Chapter 26:

*Amethyst's POV*

New Year's Eve. Everyone sleeps in until noon like it does every year. But this year is a little different. I did sleep in, but not as long as usual because of one very special reason. My man Seth Freakin' Rollins.

The warm lips of his press themselves against mine, waking me up to the familiar sparks and emotion. "Morning my princess," he smiles against my lips, towering over me. "It's time to wake up."

"Is it really or you're in need of me?" I smirked, opening my eyes to him.

"I need you my beautiful princess. More than anything Miriam."

My eyes look over to see the time on the wall clock and it reads seven thirty in morning. "We still have time," I wrap my arms around his neck with my Amethyst smirk. "You want to have a shower together?"

"Oh Miriam," he smirks back, "you know how much I love our showers."

I giggled as he picks me up bridal style to my shower.

Once our shower is finally done, Seth and I get ready in our very nice Victorian clothing. He's wearing a new suit that Daddy made for him from Christmas.

His arms wrap themselves around my corset covered waist. Giggles appear out of my smiling mouth as he kisses my makeup free face. I want never more to run my fingers in his two toned long hair out of his neatly bun which always leads to us expressing our love like countless times before.

It took us a little while to get dress, but we have our neatly cleaned victorian clothing finally on.

"You want some food love?" I asked as I put on my pendant on.

"Yea, but I want your hair down," he playfully whines when I was about to pull my hair in its usual neat bun.

"Really Colby-bear?" I giggled. "Fine my future husband, would you like to brush my hair please?" I asked with a smile, swagging a little.

"Of course my future wife," he smiles back, picking up my beautifully designed silver brush.

I let another small giggle before sitting on the bed. He joins me on the bed and begins brushing my hair behind me. While brushing, Seth uses his fingers to comb the raven locks as well.

"Does Joe and Jon know about our engagement?" he asked.

"Yes they do, they're happy for us," I answered with a smile. "Do you want them to be your groomsmen?"

"Yea I do," he sighs, "but they're still not good with me."

"Do you want me to talk to them?" I asked, turning to him.

"You don't have to Miriam," he says.

"I don't mind because they're the greatest brothers that I ever had besides I still not sure of who I want as my bridesmaids."

"Are you and the girls still on good terms?"

"Yea, but I don't know if I'm as close as I should be with the others," I sighed sadly.

"Hey now," Seth says softly, moving my face up by my chin. "You still friends with Renee and Galina?" Dean's girlfriend and Roman's wife.

"I think I am, but I haven't talk to them in a while."

"Maybe how about you and them get together to see if your friendship is still there, maybe also have them as your bridesmaids," he suggests with a smile.

"You think so?"

"Do you remember those times during the Shield days when you and the girls are having fun?"

"Those were amazing times," I smiled, thinking those times. "But," I frown, "what if they don't wanna hang with me anymore?"

"Why say that?"

"Because of our crazy schedules and I hardly get to see them."

"Hmm," he hums, thinking of something with a small smile.

"What?" I asked with a chuckle.

"Oh nothing. You said about food?" he smiles more, changing the subject.

"Yea," I giggled. "I love you."

"I love you more," he pulls me into a kiss as our appetizer before going downstairs for cooking up something for the rest of the day.

When about one thirty in the afternoon comes along, I noticed that Mommy and Daddy aren't awaken yet.

"Hey Colby-bear," I said to him once a game of the video game ends. "I'm going to check on my parents. Will you be alright?"

"I'll be alright Miriam," he answers to me before focusing on the game.

I kiss his cheek as I stood up.

With each step I take up the stairs, something inside of me is creating something. I'm not sure what it is because it feels like a bad feeling but it's small.

"What's going on?" I asked confused, holding my stomach with one of my hands.

My body doesn't feel ill or anything. So I don't think I'm pregnant just yet, but at same time this feeling has been coming on since Seth and I came home. This feeling only comes from my parents and only my parents. My future husband is noticing it as well.

Soon I got to the main master bedroom and knock on the door. "Mommy? Daddy?" I asked after the knocks. Inside I didn't hear any noises what so ever. I can't even hear any breathing. Well I heard something weird inside. "Mommy? Daddy? Are you two alright?" I asked, knocking on the door again. Still nothing. "Alright Mommy, Daddy, I'm going in."

I know I shouldn't, but I feel like I need to. My hand turns the doorknob and the door opens inside. The main master bedroom hasn't change in the years that I have been adopted into the family. On the bed lays my sleeping parents, but something was different. Both Mommy and Daddy have the breathing machines. It startles me because I never seen that before. Usually they would tell me what's going on and I'm always in their room. So I have never seen the machines before with them.

"Mommy?" I speak softly, shaking her a little. "It's one thirty in the afternoon."

"Miriam," she says groggily a little. "What did you say?"

"It's one thirty in the afternoon Mommy," I repeated my words. "You and Daddy overslept than the usual time."

"Oh well," she says, waking up and realizing she has the breathing machine on her face in a panic.

"Are you sure that you two are alright?" I asked, sounding serious.

"It's nothing to worry about," she smiles to me, sitting up. "You go back down with your future husband and we'll be down soon."

"Okay Mommy," I said without returning the smile, heading out.

They're lying to me about something and I don't like it. Mommy and Daddy both know that I hate liers since the beginning. Now they are lying.

When I return to the living room, Seth was on his phone typing something.

"Hey love," I smiled, sitting next to him. "Wha'cha doing?"

"Oh hey love!" he smiles back, putting his phone away. "I'm doing nothing. How are your parents?"

"I'm not entirely sure because something is up with them," I said to him seriously.

"What's going on?" he asked.

"Mommy and Daddy are using breathing machines. They never use breathing machines."

"Breathing machines?" Seth was surprised.

"Yea."

Seth knows that Mommy and Daddy are athletic, headstrong, and everything. So he's just as shocked as I am. What are we going to do?

Later that night, the final minutes are coming. The New Year's Countdown is on the television. Money are in our neatly clean Victorian clothing. Mommy and Daddy has their hand bells. This is the first New Year's that I'm going to have a New Year's kiss and the tables are turn on the bells.

Seth couldn't keep his hands off of me when it comes closer to midnight. In fact, at the five count. He looks deep within my eyes with a loving smile while we are dancing. I smiled back just as loving. Our lips meet just before the ball drops completely for the New Year. Everything feels like a blur. Mommy's and Daddy's bells ringing are faint behind the fireworks that I'm hearing and seeing. Sparks are flying everywhere.