Chapter Thirty Five:

"God dammit!" Brooklyn looked up from her spot on their bed. Placing the baby book down, she got up and walked, or in her opinion waddled, down the hall and to the room they had designated as the twins nursery.

"What happened" she asked, pushing the door open to see Jon sucking on his finger.

"I pinched my finger between to the pieces." Brooklyn giggled softly before walking over to him. The cribs had come in over three weeks ago but since they had gone to Toronto for Raw and Smackdown, they hadn't had time to put them up.

"Let me see" she said, pulling his hand away from his mouth. She could see the little impression the nail head had made on his thumb.

"You'll live" she said, kissing it. Jon chuckled and wrapped his arms around her.

"Is that how you'll handle when one of the babies is hurt."

"No because their my babies. You are my fiancee and a twenty eight almost twenty nine year old man who pinched his finger putting a crib up."

"Aren't I your baby too." He stuck his bottom lip out, making her giggle.

"You're my big baby." He smirked and lent down to kiss her.

"Anything I can do to help?"

"Sit there and look pretty."

"I already do that" she said, flipping her hair over one shoulder dramatically. Jon laughed and pushed a stray piece of hair behind her ear.

"Yea you do." She giggled and kissed his cheek before heading back to their room. She had just made it in the door when she heard Jon curse again and her cellphone ring.

"Hello" she said, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Sunshine!" Brooklyn smiled.

"Hey uncle Scott. What's up?"

"Just thought I'd call and check in. How are the babies?"

"They're good. We're having a boy and a girl."

"That's awesome sunshine. And how is Jon?"

"He's good. He's setting up the babies room now." When she said that, she heard a crash followed by more cursing, making her giggle quietly.

"That's always the best part. So listen, I'm kind of seeing someone and I know you guys are going to London and so are we so I was thinking we could meet up. Do a double date." Brooklyn smiled.

"I'd love too. Let me just run it by Jon."

"Okay, just let me know. And tell Jon if he needs help, tell him there are some great tutorials on Youtube." Brooklyn giggled.

"Will do. Bye uncle Scott." She hung up her phone and placed it back on its charger before heading back to the babies room.

"You okay in here cowboy" she asked. Jon rolled his eyes as he picked up a piece of the frame.

"I'm fine, my hands are sweaty and I keep dropping pieces."

"How do you survive the gym?" He rolled his eyes again.

"Uncle Scott called. He wants to know if we want to meet him and his new girlfriend when we're in London."

"Who's he seeing?" Brooklyn shrugged.

"I don't know he didn't say. You care if we go?" He shook his head as we screwed in a piece of the crib.

"Nope. Can you come hold this piece for me?"

"I thought I was suppose to just sit here and look pretty." He scowled at her.

"Please." She smiled and walked over to hold the piece up while he finished screwing it in.

"Alright. One down, one to go."

"Speaking of dates" she said as he started pulling the other crib parts out.

"I was hoping we could go out tonight." Jon looked up at her.

"What did you have in mind?"

"There's a pool hall here that I used to go to as a teenager." Jon stood to his full height.

"Your not gonna try and hustle me right?" Brooklyn laughed and shook her head.

"Jon, I'm almost six months pregnant. With this stomach, I don't think I'm going to be able to bend much. I think you're safe."

"You're still beautiful" he said, standing in front of her and grabbing her hands, pressing kisses to her knuckles.

"And you're still a charmer. So can we go?" He nodded.

"Who am I to deny my queen some fun. Why don't you go rest before we go and I'll finish this."

"Okay. I love you."

"I love you too." He cupped her face and pulled her up for their lips to meet.

"I thought you wanted me to go rest" she said before being kissed again.

"I do but I can never stop kissing you." She smiled and kissed him again before pulling away.

"Get to work Handy Manny. I'll be napping."

"Who" he asked, making her giggle as she walked back to their room. She fell asleep for about three hours before she felt herself being shaken awake.

"What" she mumbled.

"If you wanna go out darlin, you gotta get dressed. I don't want anyone to see you in these shorts except me." She rolled her eyes as he helped her sit up.

"You're so possessive." Jon smirked as she rubbed her eyes.

"I know. Did you have a good nap?"

"Yea except I had a dream we made Brad godfather and the kids grew up to act just like him."

"So you had a nightmare." She nodded making him laugh.

"Don't worry babe. Bradley won't be any influence to our kids. With any luck, they'll both turn out like you."

"Why just me. You're pretty amazing too" she said, cupping his face with one hand. He kissed her palm before helping her out of bed. They showered together before getting out and changing. Brooklyn choose light skinny jeans, a gray long sleeved shirt, her black leather jacket, and her thigh high leather high heeled boots.

"Ready babe?"

"Yea" she said, slipping on her engagement ring and walking out to him. He whistled while she mockingly turned around.

"How do I look?"

"Hot. Look at that ass" he went to grab it but she turned, giggling.

"Not now. Maybe after our date."

"Tease" he muttered as they left. Brooklyn was actually able to drive them since Jon didn't know where he was going.

"I'm gonna have to change my license won't I."

"I think so. After, I can drive you around so you'll get familiar with everything."

"Fun" he said sarcastically, making her giggle. Brooklyn pulled up to the pool hall, parking before they both got out.

"Oh good, its slow" she said when they got in. Jon got change for their game before they went to a close by table and pool table.

"I want to break" she said, grabbing her pool stick.

"I get to watch you bend over a table. Okay." She blushed and rolled her eyes as he set all the balls up. Brooklyn lined up her shot, pulling the stick back before shooting it forward, successfully sinking two of the striped balls.

Jon stared at her ass the entire time she shot. They would definitely be investing for a table for the house. He was sure they would have lots of fun on it.

"Jon!" He shook his head as he came back, seeing Brooklyn in front of him.

"What?"

"Your turn. What were you thinking about" she asked as he lined up his shot.

"Looking for a pool table at home. A big, sturdy, pool table." Brooklyn blushed as he sunk three of his balls before it was her turn. By the end, Jon ended up winning. They played three more round, Jon winning three and Brooklyn winning two.

"Who told who not to hustle." Jon laughed as they grabbed some food to go and left.

"I didn't hustle. I'm just better at pool."

"Okay" she said sarcastically.

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"Oh my god, everyone shut the fuck up!" The whole plane looked over at Brooklyn who was rubbing her head while Jon sat next to her, trying not to laugh while he rubbed her back. They were on the plane to London and Brooklyn was trying to sleep but it was hard when you had a whole locker room of superstars, yelling.

Nick stood up in front of Jon and Brooklyn.

"What is everyone looking at. She asked you to shut up. You try being pregnant with twins and sleeping on a plane full of assholes. Yea I'm talking about you Xavier." Xavier scowled while everyone laughed. Brooklyn groaned and buried herself as far as she could into Jon.

"Just close your eyes darlin" he said, rubbing her back.

"Why are you so tired Brook" Nick asked, turning around to face them. Brooklyn felt her face heat up and could practically feel Jon's smirk as he trailed his hand up and down her back. Since they were going to be on the plane for so long, Jon made sure they got their fix in before heading to the airport. Three times.

"I didn't sleep good last night" she said, lying. Jon's smirk grew as he kissed her head.

"I know what that's code for" Brad said, popping his head up above the seats like a gopher popping up out of its hole.

"Shut up Brad" Jon and Brooklyn said at the same time. He threw his hands up before sitting down.

"If you can't sleep, we could always go have more fun in the bathroom" he whispered in her ear as the planes lights lowered so people could sleep.

"Nice try cowboy." Jon chuckled and held her close to him as they started playing a movie. Brooklyn threw her New York Giants blanket over them so they were warm. Jon layed his hand on her thigh, rubbing in soothingly. It wasn't long until they were both fast asleep, cuddled together.

Hours flew by before they finally landed in London. Brooklyn felt much better then before, something Jon and her friends were thankful for because a sleepy Brooklyn, was a cranky Brooklyn and as much as Jon loved her, he didn't want to see that.

"Can we go get some food?"

"Yea aren't we gonna go meet your uncle?"

"Tonight. He said he'd meet us at the arena and we could all go together." Jon nodded as he hailed a cab and loaded their bags before getting in. While they were driving, Brooklyn felt a small flutter in her stomach.

'What the hell' she thought. A few seconds later, she felt it again, this time twice. She gasped and smiled when it dawned on her what it was.

"What, what's wrong" Jon said, looking over at her while she held her stomach. Brooklyn took his hand and placed it where her's were.

"Babe what are doing?"

"Just wait?" They sat there and soon Brooklyn felt the flutter while Jon felt the kick.

"Holy shit. Did they just kick?" Brooklyn smiled and nodded. They felt it again.

"Wow" Jon said, not taking his eyes or hand off her stomach. Brooklyn smiled and kissed his cheek, smiling when he kissed her fully on the lips. When they got to the hotel, they dropped their bags off before walking to a nearby restaurant.

"I can't believe they kicked" she said when they sat down.

"Me either. That's is the coolest thing I have ever felt." Brooklyn smiled.

"Can we go to the London eye tomorrow?"

"Aren't you going shopping with Nikki?"

"Yea. I meant after your signing. I could meet you there."

"Sure, but I have a request."

"What?"

"I want that lap dance tonight that we talked about at the babies appointment." Brooklyn blushed.

"I'm surprised you remembered that."

"I remember everything" he said, tapping his head.

"What do you want to do for your birthday" she asked, changing the subject. His birthday was coming up in almost a month.

"Nothing." Brooklyn gave him a look when the waitress came back with their food. She thanked her before she walked away.

"Come on, we have to do something. What about a small party." Jon shook his head.

"No. I just want to spend it with you." Brooklyn nodded.

"Okay, but if you do want to do something, we can." Jon smiled. He never really had anybody make much of his birthday.

"I'll keep that in mind." Brooklyn smiled as they continued eating. When they were done, they headed to the arena.

When they got to the locker room, they placed their bags down and Jon shut the door.

"You look very sexy today" he said when he snuck up behind her and wrapped his arms around her middle. She smiled as he kissed her temple. She was wearing a royal blue skater maternity dress and black ankle boots.

"Thank you." He hummed and kissed down her face to her neck.

"We did it three times yesterday, aren't you tired?" Jon chuckled and shook his head.

"I told you. I can never get enough of you." He pulled them over to sit on the couch, pulling Brooklyn into his lap and kissing her softly. She moaned and cupped his face in her hands, deepening the kiss. Jon's tongue swiped at her bottom lips, nipping it, asking for entrance.

Brooklyn opened her mouth, letting their tongues play. Jon moved his hand down her thigh,frowning when Brooklyn stopped him.

"Y-you have to get ready for the show-" she said, grabbing his hand.

"Not for another hour" he said, kissing her passionately.

"We did it three times yesterday and have only slept for about six hours, how do you still have any energy?" Jon laughed and interlocked their fingers.

"Because its you." He placed one more lingering kiss on her lips, smirking when she pulled him back for another one. Neither could get enough of each other. Ignoring what Brooklyn said, they sat on the couch making out for an hour. Finally when they pulled away, both their lips were swollen and both were breathing hard.

"I think you should get ready now." Jon smirked and ran his thumb over her swollen lips. Pecking them one last time, she stood up so he could stand up. He slapped her ass gently before grabbing his clothes and heading into the bathroom.

Brooklyn layed down on the couch, scrolling through her phone. She smiled when she saw a picture of Nick and CJ.

'They're so cute' she thought, liking the picture. She scrolled through until she excited the app and closed her phone. She got up and walked over to the bathroom door.

"Jon?"

"Yea?"

"I'm gonna head down to catering and get some tea." The door opened and a dressed Jon came out.

"I'll walk you" he said, putting his clothes away and grabbing her hand before they left.

"You know I'm not five. I can walk to catering by myself." Jon rolled his eyes as they continued walking the halls.

"Maybe I don't want both the babies to be like you. I don't think the world could handle the sass." Brooklyn giggled as they walked into catering, both freezing in their spots, eyes wide.

"Oh my"

"God" Jon finished for her. Both not believing what they were seeing. Jon's anger starting to rise.

"Hey Sunshine" Scott called, seeing his niece, getting up and walking over to her. Jon not severing his glare at the woman at the table.

"H-hey uncle Scott" she said, hugging him.

"Come on. I want you to meet my girlfriend. Kim, come here!" The woman stood up, eyes widening at who she saw as she walked over.

"Jon, Brooklyn, I want you to meet my girlfriend Kim McCann. Kim, this is my niece-."

"Brooklyn and her fiancee Jon." Jon's grip tightened on Brooklyn's hand.

"Its nice to see you guys again." Neither said anything, just kept looking.

"How do you know them" Scott asked, wrapping an arm around her waist, making Brooklyn want to throw up as well as Jon.

Kim let out a little laugh, running a hand through her blonde hair.

"Jon's my son."