Chapter 29

John's POV

*screams to nobody in particular* IT'S A GIRL! Teddy and I are so excited! I know Mickie's stoked for us too. We walked out of the doctor's office holding hands. Mickie wanted ice cream, so we drove to a nearby ice cream parlor and hung out. We were talking when Mickie piped up.

"So, you guys seemed like you were having a really intense discussion this morning, what happened?"

"We had a fight last night. I'm surprised you didn't hear it."

"Oh no, I heard it. Trust me, I heard it. I was hoping it would end, and you two would kiss and make up. But then I heard Teddy come upstairs. It was a bad one?"

"It was so bad, I left."

Ted said, not meeting my gaze. I think it was hard for us to still talk about it, because it was a touchy subject. He continued holding my hand, but I felt him tensing up a little. This was something he didn't want to talk about. I didn't blame him, especially since our discussion from this morning was still lingering between us. It wasn't fun living my life, but I liked it. I watched as Mickie's expression dropped. She rubbed her belly and sighed.

"You're not leaving us, again Ted. Even if it gets rough. All I know, is that you two need to kiss and make up."

"We did, sorta."

I chimed in. We had sort of made up, right? But at the same time, there were still some issues. But we'd work through them. They mostly centered around Ted going on the road. He'd be fine, I knew he would be. He looked at me and smiled. His hand, still holding mine under the table.

"Actually Mickie, I'm getting back into ring shape. Johnny's making strides in his recovery, and he's told me that I could go back. So, it's back to three hour a day gym days."

"What about the baby?"

"I'll be there when you go into labor. Don't worry Micks, we'll both be there."

I said, knowing that was true. We paid for our ice cream and headed out. We went walking down by the bay and hung out. A little while later, Mickie and I were sufficiently tired out, so we drove back home. Ted and I were in the kitchen talking when his cell phone rang.

"Hello?"

And I watched as he spoke. He grabbed a pen and a piece of paper. He was furiously writing down instructions and I knew that he was headed out. He grinned as he hung up the phone.

"Babe! Oh my god, guess what!"

"No need to shout, Ted. I'm right fucking here. Now what?"

"That was Stephanie. They're giving me a singles push. I am to fly to Canada. They're giving me this shot! I've got to be at Raw tonight."

I stood up, leaning on my crutches to hug him. He was going to do big things. So, why did it feel like half of my heart was being ripped out?

Ted's POV

This is the call I was waiting for. I hugged Johnny and made it out of that kitchen like lightening. I headed up to the bedroom, aware that on his crutches John was trying to follow me. I heard him make it upstairs just as I'd finished packing my bags. I looked at him when he came in.

"I'm gonna miss you, Teddy."

"I know honey, me too. But Mickie'll be here. And I'll call you when I get to the arena safely."

I said, kissing his forehead and running out. I had no qualms about running towards my dreams. But the one thing keeping me here was the one person who was now struggling down the stairs. I only had like fifteen minutes to make it to the airport, and standing here with him wasn't getting me where I needed to be. I kissed him like it was my last time, kissing him and went out to the car. I pulled out of the driveway and made it to the airport with seconds to spare. I hadn't been thinking of John on the flight to Toronto, just that I'd wondered how I was going to make this whole scripting thing work, since I had no script from which to work. I sat on pins and needles the whole flight, because I was worried about what kind of a reception I would get when I got backstage. It was like my career was thought number one, and Johnny was thought number two. I arrived in Toronto, and smiled. I saw Stephanie's driver waiting for me, and I grinned. It was so nice to finally be accepted.

"Ted."

"Nice seeing you Stroehmeier. To the arena then?"

I asked, as he nodded. I texted John to let him know I'd landed and I was safe, and to watch Raw tonight to see me. I got to the Air Canada Centre and the first person I saw was Randy. I hadn't seen him since right before John and I had moved to San Francisco. His eyes brightened and he pulled me into a hug.

"Good seeing you man."

He said, pulling away a little. He looked around briefly and smiled. I think he was looking for Johnny and was satisfied when he didn't see him.

"Thanks Randy. Good seeing you too."

"Where's John?"

"Back in San Francisco. He's still not 100 percent. Plus he suffered a setback."

"Oh no, what happened?"

"He was going for a walk, and he took Riggs instead of focusing on his recovery, and Riggs got jumpy. He fell and broke his ankle."

"Dude, I'm sorry. Say, I'm looking for a travel companion. The Divas hate me, and everyone's paired up. I'd love to have you."

I smiled and nodded. I knew that I'd need the company with Johnny still off the road, and Randy was a great listener. I agreed and we walked inside together as he explained what I'd missed over these last couple of weeks. It was nice to have someone to talk to that wasn't Johnny. And I think I needed that. Randy and I related well together, and it would be nice to have that companionship on the road. I walked to what was going to be my locker room and grinned.

"Welcome back, Teddy."

Randy said, clapping me on my shoulder and walking away. And the first thing I thought was 'my thoughts exactly'.