I own nothing related to WWE and only own my OC and anything unrecognizable in this story.

Alright guys. We're winding down here. I'm guessing maybe two or three more chapters to this and we'll be at the end. Thank you to everyone that has gone along with me and stayed through my hiatuses and lapses. You guys are all amazing! 3


Twirling her fork in her alfredo spaghetti, Addalyn looked over Dean's shoulder and listened as he read off the details of twins and C-Sections.

"It sounds... easy enough," she said through her food before swallowing, "It's still scary."

"Let's stay away from pictures then," he replied with a slight chuckle.

"Mm-hmm," she agreed through another bite.

After he told her more about the epidural, she sat back and just took a moment to think about the whole process. In about six weeks, their babies would be here in the world. There wasn't much time left to adjust to the realization. It was coming fast and they still had things to plan.

"Avaline Ambrose and Jonathan Ambrose still?" she asked suddenly.

"Hmm?" Dean asked, tossing her a confused look.

Giggling, she toed his thigh and nudged him lightly.

"The kids names? We still agreed on Jonathan and Avaline?"

As he turned, she saw the big smile on his face. Dimples stood out deeply under his cheeks as he nodded furiously.

"Still love 'em. Think about middle names?" he asked.

"I still like Jonathan David Ambrose," she admitted sheepishly.

He appeared deep in thought until he shrugged.

"I don't see why not. It's a strong name. And I was thinking Avaline Amelia Ambrose."

A grin crossed her lips at his suggestion.

"I love it! Avaline Amelia Ambrose," she tested on her own lips.

He looked proud at her acceptance and offered her a hand. When she took his hand, he pulled her into his lap and set her bowl on the table to rub her tummy unobstructed.

A few thumps hit his hand as he pressed against her bump, making them both laugh quietly.

"It's like they know when you're touching them," she murmured, placing her hand on his, "Already daddy's kids."

She looked up and watched him staring at their hands moving across her stomach. It was a look of pure love and adoration.

"I'm so glad I have you," she whispered.

Dean looked over in surprise before a warm smile graced his face.

"I'm glad I have all three of you too," he said, leaning in to kiss her gently, "Wanna watch that dorky show of yours?"

His smirk widened as she narrowed her eyes at him.

"You're looking to get smacked, and yes, I'd love to."

As he reached for the remote, her phone went off with a text message. She opened the message and saw it was from Baron.

'Hey little mama, need your opinion.'

Her eyebrows rose in curiosity as she replied with 'ok'. Eyes darting up, she grinned as she was greeted with the sight of David Tennant.

"I don't see how you like this," Dean teased.

"Oh, oh really? The man who always asks if I want to watch it over any other show I love, doesn't know why I like it," she jeered.

He swatted her foot away as she prodded him again with her blue painted nails. A growl came from his chest as she saw him try to hide his grin.

"Alright, maybe it's not stupid, but-"

"You love it. Stop denying!"

Cheeks puffing out, he made a funny face and paused before groaning, "Nooooo".

Her stomach ached as she held in her laughter, snickering behind her hand. Her text tone went off again and she opened the message just to let out a gasp of utter happy shock.

"Addy?" Dean asked, worry lacing his tone.

"Baron's gonna propose!" she squealed happily.

Making the picture bigger, she turned the phone so Dean could see it. The band with a shiny silver with a gold line in the middle and one diamond inlaid in the top.

Dean let out a low whistle and said, "That's pretty nice."

Instead of sending a text back, Addalyn called Baron, and the first thing she did was squeal into the phone.

"Ah, jeez, I guess you approve then pipsqueak?" Baron asked through a laugh.

"Yes! That is so pretty! Dean even says it's nice! When are you going to ask?" she rushed.

As she bombarded him with questions and happy squeaks, Dean scooted closer to her and started rubbing her belly again. She shot him a warm smile and laid her hand over his. Without a word, he slid and laid so his head was on her thigh and his nose was pressed to her bump, hand never ceasing in moving.

"I can hear your show on over there. I'm gonna let you go. I just needed to know," Baron said.

"Alright. You need to take pictures or a video so I can see everything," she told him.

"Of course. Having a good night Addy. Love you."

"Love you too Baron. Night," she replied before hanging up.

As she set the phone aside, she started to bring up the topic of getting a ring for Dean as well, but stopped when her gaze landed on him, very much asleep. She couldn't resist smoothing some of his hair back and admiring his sleeping face. It still baffled her how lucky she was to have him, to have her babies.

Meeting Dean again sure led to a long, rocky roller coaster, but to have moments like this? It was beyond worth it. She would endure it all again if it meant she'd always end up here, cuddled with him with their babies moving in her belly lazily.

It meant that her previous plans were put on hold until things the babies were born and a routine settled, but that was no real issue. College could wait. A dream job could wait. The money from an illustrious career, the promise of life experiences one would get at a university, it all paled in relation.

This was what she needed.

Her nails lightly scraped through his curls to the back of his head, then returned in the opposite direction. Back and forth she traced the pattern as her eyes slid over every inch of her fiance.

"I can feel you staring," Dean grumbled, making her jump in surprise.

Swatting his shoulder, she scolded him lightly.

"Not nice to scare the pregnant lady," she murmured.

"Mmm, you're not that delicate," he retorted.

As his eyes opened, those perfect azure orbs met her own with a hint of mirth behind them.

"Besides, I gotta keep you on your toes babe. Gotta prepare for those startles that the babies are gonna give ya."

Before she could respond, he was up on his knees and leaning over her, crashing his mouth against hers. She reached up and slid her hands along his shoulders, welcoming his kiss with fervor.

When he pulled away, she nipped at his bottom lip teasingly just to receive a groan.

"As much as I want to continue this baby, I gotta rest. I can nap here while you watch," he murmured.

"No, we can go to bed, I'm a little tired too," she admitted.

They quickly worked to put away dishes in the sink and clean up the mess before shutting out the TV and lights and heading upstairs. Clothes were discarded without much care and in moment Dean had her pulled to his chest, curled up around her protectively.

Addalyn's lips curled into a light smile as he kissed her bare shoulder.

"I love you," he murmured.

"I love you too," she replied quietly.

After a wiggle and some shimmies to get more comfortable, she dozed easily into a deep sleep.

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Two loud, panicked cries filled the air so suddenly that she thought her heart was going to stop from fear. Addalyn jumped up out of bed and ran down to hall towards the nursery.

"I'm coming babies. Mama's coming," she called frantically as she tied her robe to avoid tripping over the strings.

Upon pushing the cracked door open completely, she smiled widely as she spotted Avaline who stopped crying immediately. Her wails turned to giggles but Jonathan's continued. Addalyn rushed to him and swept him up into a hug.

"Shh, shh, shh. It's okay sweet boy. Mama's got you. Are you hungry?"

She drew the chair up behind her beside Avaline's crib and pulled down her robe and camisole. Avaline cooed from in the crab and babbled in her small voice before smacking the crib bars.

"Sill girl. I'll get you in a second," the young mother assured her daughter.

Jonathan easily latched on and she sighed at the sensation of relief from her swollen breast. After getting situated, she reached over and slid her fingers into the crib, the young babe quickly grabbing them with an eager giggle. She babbled for a while, Addalyn talking back about whatever came into her mind, until Jonathan unlatched from her breast. She retracted her fingers from the crib, redressed herself, and smiled as she adoringly watched her son sleep. His fluffy light brown hair was sticking up at odd angles and his cheeks were a bit red from moving around as much as he did.

"If you want to get any sleep, you gotta stop staring at the babies."

Addalyn jumped and looked to the door way just to find Dean grinning softly.

"I just can't help it. They're so beautiful."

As he was going to reply, instead of his voice, a blaring alarm sounded. Her face screwed up in confusion, trying to decipher the meaning, until it sounded again.

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Addalyn sat up in the bed, glared at the phone alarm, then shut it off. The irritation couldn't stay long because when she laid back down, her belly started moving with kicks.

"Soon babies," she murmured, rubbing the bump with a giddy feeling in her chest, "Soon."