Jordyn was six and a half months pregnant. She was going home next week because her third trimester was starting. Her stomach was significantly bigger. She and Randy loved when the baby would kick. She'd passed her driving test and gotten her license. They decided not to get married until the baby was born. Jordyn had just woken up. She saw a note on the pillow next to her. It read.
I didn't want to wake you, you looked so beautiful and peaceful. See you tonight. I love you. – Randy
Later that night Jordyn went to the arena and into Randy's locker room.
"Hi." Randy said smiling.
"Hi." She said smiling back. She sat down next to him. They kissed. "How was your day?"
"Good." "Yours?"
"Good." "Wait till you see what I got for nursery today, it's so cute."
"Oh the baby's talking again." He put his ear to her stomach. "What?" "You missed daddy?" "Daddy missed you to." He felt her kick. "I know, you're a strong little one." "You're gonna be a wrestler just like daddy and grandpa and great grandpa." He kissed her stomach. "Daddy loves you." He sat up.
"How come she never talks to me?" She said smiling.
"Maybe she's a daddy's girl."
"I wouldn't be surprised."
"Do you feel like dinner after?"
"Absolutely."
"Where?"
"I'm sure we'll find somewhere."
"My parents said to tell you hi today."
"I still have to meet them."
"Well hopefully before but you're bound to run into them at the wedding."
"I want to meet them before that."
"I know."
"I hope the like me."
"They will." "You're carrying their grandchild."
Jordyn was watching Randy's match on a TV near catering. She felt something wet and looked down. She was bleeding. She started feeling intense pain.
"Ow!" "No!" She fainted.