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Chapter 19:
Regan's POV
Sweat began to drip down my face. I finished my last set of jumping jacks before grabbing my towel and wiping my sticky forehead. I was preparing for my upcoming match with Trish; the women's title was on the line. I sat down on the cement floor and stretched my neck. I closed my eyes, trying to get in "the zone" when I felt a hand on my back. I turned around to see Gail staring down at me. "Gail! What's wrong?" I asked noticing her troubled eyes.
She plopped down next to me. "Randy just asked me out."
"And that's a bad thing?"
Gail glanced around nervously. "Well, I know you and him dated, and I thought it might be awkward if I went out with him, too."
I looked at her shocked. "Awkward?"
"I didn't know how you'd react."
I took her hand and gazed into her brown eyes. "Gail, do you like Randy?"
She lowered her head and refused to meet my eyes. "I was so jealous of you when he asked you out. I thought you were the luckiest girl in the world and that I would never have a shot with him. But I turned him down, you're my friend and more important than any guy."
"Gail, if you like him, go for it. Sure Randy and I dated and we aren't on speaking terms now. He's a good guy, Gail and if you wanted to date him, that's your business."
"So you wouldn't have cared?"
"No."
She let out an angry groan. "Now, I've lost any chance with him!" She fell backwards onto the floor. "This is so aggravating!"
"Gail, I'm sure if you just told him why you said no and that you've had a change of heart, everything will be okay."
"It's too embarrassing. I don't think I can risk it."
"Someone once told me life is full of risks and even though they can be scary, you have to take one, or you'll regret it."
"I don't know."
"Take it from me. I didn't take the risk. Now I'm regretting it. You don't want to end up like me. Now, will you go tell him?"
She gave me a small smile. "I think I will Regan. Thanks." She gave me a quick hug and headed down the hall to find Randy.
I started stretching again. Jay's music suddenly started and seconds later he emerged though the curtain and into the backstage area. I smiled as he walked over. "I see you are victorious again."
He laughed. "I'm on a streak. Two in a row."
"Impressive. Who was your latest victim?"
Jay snorted. "Andrew," he said gesturing towards the curtain as an angry Test burst through muttering something about being a loser or something. "So, how have you been?"
"Wonderful." I said lying through my teeth. I had been feeling rather crappy for the past three weeks. Life was just, blah. "How have you been?"
"Good. Still getting Torrie settled in at home."
"She here tonight?"
"No, she had a house show appearance, but I'm meeting her in Des Moines for the Smackdown taping tomorrow, then it's off to Toronto."
"Visiting your parent's?"
"Yeah. They are pretty excited. They've only ever meet Torrie once. It should be really nice. I'm excited." I saw something in his eyes then, something I didn't like. I saw the happiness. He was happy with her and that, well, that hurt. I forced a smile onto my face.
"We'll if I don't see you before then, have a Merry Christmas."
He smiled. "You too, Regan, you too."
Jay wondered off down the hall and around a corner. Trish came striding up then, our match was next. "Ready?"
I nodded. "Yeah, just as soon as my escorts get here." A stagehand cued Trish. "Good luck!" she mouthed before heading to the ramp. I tried to focus on the upcoming match, the biggest of my career thus far. Randy and Batista ran up.
"Sorry, we were filming a segment for later and it almost ran over." Batista apologized. We were cued and Evolution hit the ring.
The match was intense. I hit Trish with everything I had, and she hit me with all she had. In the end, I managed to get her with a DDT and finished her off with a shooting star press. I won, one, two, three. Randy and Batista entered the ring and raised my hands in victory. We celebrated to the back where we were greeted by Ric and Paul. I expected Randy to run off, but he stayed behind until the rest of Evolution headed for the locker room.
"Gail told me what you said." I was so shocked Randy had spoken to me I was stunned silent. "I just wanted to say, thanks."
"I meant what I said. You are a terrific guy. We just had different priority."
He gave me a small smile. "I think you're right. I just wanted to say, I'm sorry if I."
I held up my hands in protest. "You don't need to apologize Randy. I understand."
He smiled again. "Thanks, Regan." He held out his hand. "Friends?
I took his hand and shook it. "Friends."
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I glanced at my watch. 4:45. I had been waiting in the doctor's office for an hour while he ran off to run some tests. I hated waiting especially in the doctor's office. I was beginning to think he forgot about me. My mind began to wonder. The past two and a half months had been chaotic. Life was starting to look brighter. Trish and Shane seemed content together and Randy was talking to me again. That was something. I had won the Women's Title, that was impressive.
Why was Dr. Olsen taking so long? I still had to get home and wrap Shane's gift. Tomorrow was Christmas Eve and Shane was catching a late flight to Connecticut. My mother was coming in tomorrow; hopefully her flight was delayed until after Shane left. I really didn't feel like dealing with her.
I stood up and began to pace around the room. Why was he taking so long? I slowly felt my patience melting away. I checked my watch again. 4:50. You have 5 minutes, buddy, or I am leaving I decided. I sat back down and pulled the latest issue of Raw magazine out. Inside was an end of the year section where the editors rated the different superstars and handed out awards. On Raw Trish won Diva of the Year, Amy won for Biggest Return, I surprisingly won for New Diva. Jay and I also won for Hottest Couple. Ironic huh? I flipped the page and saw the Smackdown Diva of the Year Torrie Wilson smiling up at me. I resisted the temptation to rip her picture out and shred it up. I shut the magazine and shoved it in my bag. I looked at my watch again. 4:55. Sorry doc, I'm out of here. I stood up and headed for the door. My hand reached for the doorknob when it turned by itself. "Sorry to keep you waiting, Miss Lawler, but I have the result of your tests."
I sat back down. "So you know what the deal with this stress is?"
"Yes, I do. I found the answer in the urine sample I took." I wrinkled my nose remember the urine sample. Peeing in a cup is something I don't do well. "In your urine I found the presents of Human Chorionic Gonadotropin in your urine."
"And what does that indicate?" I asked.
Dr. Olsen leaned forward and looked me in the eyes, a smile on his face. "Congratulations, Miss Lawler. You're pregnant."
A/N What do you think? Let me know. Thanks again to everyone for reading and for your wonderful reviews. More to come soon, I hope! Thanks again!
Chapter 19:
Regan's POV
Sweat began to drip down my face. I finished my last set of jumping jacks before grabbing my towel and wiping my sticky forehead. I was preparing for my upcoming match with Trish; the women's title was on the line. I sat down on the cement floor and stretched my neck. I closed my eyes, trying to get in "the zone" when I felt a hand on my back. I turned around to see Gail staring down at me. "Gail! What's wrong?" I asked noticing her troubled eyes.
She plopped down next to me. "Randy just asked me out."
"And that's a bad thing?"
Gail glanced around nervously. "Well, I know you and him dated, and I thought it might be awkward if I went out with him, too."
I looked at her shocked. "Awkward?"
"I didn't know how you'd react."
I took her hand and gazed into her brown eyes. "Gail, do you like Randy?"
She lowered her head and refused to meet my eyes. "I was so jealous of you when he asked you out. I thought you were the luckiest girl in the world and that I would never have a shot with him. But I turned him down, you're my friend and more important than any guy."
"Gail, if you like him, go for it. Sure Randy and I dated and we aren't on speaking terms now. He's a good guy, Gail and if you wanted to date him, that's your business."
"So you wouldn't have cared?"
"No."
She let out an angry groan. "Now, I've lost any chance with him!" She fell backwards onto the floor. "This is so aggravating!"
"Gail, I'm sure if you just told him why you said no and that you've had a change of heart, everything will be okay."
"It's too embarrassing. I don't think I can risk it."
"Someone once told me life is full of risks and even though they can be scary, you have to take one, or you'll regret it."
"I don't know."
"Take it from me. I didn't take the risk. Now I'm regretting it. You don't want to end up like me. Now, will you go tell him?"
She gave me a small smile. "I think I will Regan. Thanks." She gave me a quick hug and headed down the hall to find Randy.
I started stretching again. Jay's music suddenly started and seconds later he emerged though the curtain and into the backstage area. I smiled as he walked over. "I see you are victorious again."
He laughed. "I'm on a streak. Two in a row."
"Impressive. Who was your latest victim?"
Jay snorted. "Andrew," he said gesturing towards the curtain as an angry Test burst through muttering something about being a loser or something. "So, how have you been?"
"Wonderful." I said lying through my teeth. I had been feeling rather crappy for the past three weeks. Life was just, blah. "How have you been?"
"Good. Still getting Torrie settled in at home."
"She here tonight?"
"No, she had a house show appearance, but I'm meeting her in Des Moines for the Smackdown taping tomorrow, then it's off to Toronto."
"Visiting your parent's?"
"Yeah. They are pretty excited. They've only ever meet Torrie once. It should be really nice. I'm excited." I saw something in his eyes then, something I didn't like. I saw the happiness. He was happy with her and that, well, that hurt. I forced a smile onto my face.
"We'll if I don't see you before then, have a Merry Christmas."
He smiled. "You too, Regan, you too."
Jay wondered off down the hall and around a corner. Trish came striding up then, our match was next. "Ready?"
I nodded. "Yeah, just as soon as my escorts get here." A stagehand cued Trish. "Good luck!" she mouthed before heading to the ramp. I tried to focus on the upcoming match, the biggest of my career thus far. Randy and Batista ran up.
"Sorry, we were filming a segment for later and it almost ran over." Batista apologized. We were cued and Evolution hit the ring.
The match was intense. I hit Trish with everything I had, and she hit me with all she had. In the end, I managed to get her with a DDT and finished her off with a shooting star press. I won, one, two, three. Randy and Batista entered the ring and raised my hands in victory. We celebrated to the back where we were greeted by Ric and Paul. I expected Randy to run off, but he stayed behind until the rest of Evolution headed for the locker room.
"Gail told me what you said." I was so shocked Randy had spoken to me I was stunned silent. "I just wanted to say, thanks."
"I meant what I said. You are a terrific guy. We just had different priority."
He gave me a small smile. "I think you're right. I just wanted to say, I'm sorry if I."
I held up my hands in protest. "You don't need to apologize Randy. I understand."
He smiled again. "Thanks, Regan." He held out his hand. "Friends?
I took his hand and shook it. "Friends."
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I glanced at my watch. 4:45. I had been waiting in the doctor's office for an hour while he ran off to run some tests. I hated waiting especially in the doctor's office. I was beginning to think he forgot about me. My mind began to wonder. The past two and a half months had been chaotic. Life was starting to look brighter. Trish and Shane seemed content together and Randy was talking to me again. That was something. I had won the Women's Title, that was impressive.
Why was Dr. Olsen taking so long? I still had to get home and wrap Shane's gift. Tomorrow was Christmas Eve and Shane was catching a late flight to Connecticut. My mother was coming in tomorrow; hopefully her flight was delayed until after Shane left. I really didn't feel like dealing with her.
I stood up and began to pace around the room. Why was he taking so long? I slowly felt my patience melting away. I checked my watch again. 4:50. You have 5 minutes, buddy, or I am leaving I decided. I sat back down and pulled the latest issue of Raw magazine out. Inside was an end of the year section where the editors rated the different superstars and handed out awards. On Raw Trish won Diva of the Year, Amy won for Biggest Return, I surprisingly won for New Diva. Jay and I also won for Hottest Couple. Ironic huh? I flipped the page and saw the Smackdown Diva of the Year Torrie Wilson smiling up at me. I resisted the temptation to rip her picture out and shred it up. I shut the magazine and shoved it in my bag. I looked at my watch again. 4:55. Sorry doc, I'm out of here. I stood up and headed for the door. My hand reached for the doorknob when it turned by itself. "Sorry to keep you waiting, Miss Lawler, but I have the result of your tests."
I sat back down. "So you know what the deal with this stress is?"
"Yes, I do. I found the answer in the urine sample I took." I wrinkled my nose remember the urine sample. Peeing in a cup is something I don't do well. "In your urine I found the presents of Human Chorionic Gonadotropin in your urine."
"And what does that indicate?" I asked.
Dr. Olsen leaned forward and looked me in the eyes, a smile on his face. "Congratulations, Miss Lawler. You're pregnant."
A/N What do you think? Let me know. Thanks again to everyone for reading and for your wonderful reviews. More to come soon, I hope! Thanks again!