"Hunter," Madison whispered, just sticking her head into his dressing room. "Can we talk?"

"Of course," Hunter said. "What's up?"

"What I'm about to tell you can't tell anyone," Madison said. "Even Chy."

"Okay," Hunter said.

"And especially not Test," Madison said. "I'm going to tell him, but I don't really know how."

"You're starting to scare me Mad," Hunter said. "What's up?"

"I'm pregnant," Madison said.

"Congratulations," Hunter said. "Why can't you tell Test? Do you not want children or something?"

"Because I'm three months pregnant," Madison said.

"So?" Hunter asked. Realization dawned on his face. "Oh shit."

"No kidding?" Madison asked.

"Do you think it's mine?" Hunter asked.

"I think it could be yours," Madison said. "But I don't know Hunter. And this is tearing me up inside. I don't know what to do."

"What do you mean?" Hunter asked.

"I mean, I'm committed to Test and I really want this child to be his," Madison said. "But if it's yours, I can't deny you the chance to be a father to your child."

"You wouldn't even ask?" Hunter asked.

"I'm not a heartless bitch Hunter," Madison said.

"I know," Hunter replied. "You're the second most wonderful woman in this world. For what it's worth, I think Test will understand. And if he doesn't he's a damn fool."

"Thanks," Madison said.

Hunter stood up and pulled Madison to him. He hugged her tightly. "If he does anything stupid you know I'll be there for you."

"I know," Madison said.

They walked into the hall together. Hunter held her hand tightly. She watched his back as he walked toward the ring. She hugged herself with her arms, trying to ward off the cold feeling of dread that overcame her.

She turned around to walk toward Test's dressing room. He stood fifteen feet away from her. His eyes were cold with fury. "I should have known," Test said.

"What Test?" Madison asked, walking toward him. She was shocked when he walked backwards away from her. "What's wrong?"

"You're just like them," Test said coldly.

"Like who sweetie?" Madison asked.

"Don't call me sweetie," Test said. "You're just like all the other lying manipulative bitches who set out to destroy me."

"Test!" Madison exclaimed. "You don't mean that!"

"After you come out of your ex-boyfriend's dressing room holding his hand I sure as hell do mean that," Test said. "Get your crap out of my dressing room."

Madison stared after Test. Silent tears coursed down her face. She walked toward Test's dressing room, but when she got there she couldn't open the door. She stood there for a moment and walked toward Dallas' dressing room.

"Hey there," Dallas said as her sister came into the room. "What's up?"

"I need you to get my things from Test's dressing room," Madison said.

"What's wrong?" Dallas asked, rising to hug her sister.

"I'll go get your stuff," Jeff said.

"Thanks Jeff," Madison said. "It should still be packed."

"What happened?" Dallas asked.

"Test saw me come out of Hunter's dressing room holding his hand and totally jumped to conclusions," Madison said, tears choking her throat. "I don't know what to do."

"Sweetie," Dallas comforted. "Did you tell him about the baby."

"Hell no," Madison said. "And I don't want you to either."

"I think he has a right to know," Dallas said.

"I think I have a right to be trusted," Madison said. "I've done nothing to break his trust in me."

"He's going to know pretty soon anyways," Dallas pointed out. "You're already three months along."

"I know," Madison said. "I'm going away."

"Mad," Dallas said uncertainly. "I don't think you should do that."

"I'll announce on Smackdown," Madison said. "I'm not going to stay here and have Test call me a lying manipulative bitch while I'm pregnant with his child."

"Maybe," Dallas pointed out.

"I can only hope it's Hunter's now," Madison said. "I have told Hunter."

"Really?" Dallas said.

"He was surprisingly calm," Madison said.

"We'll take care of you," Dallas comforted her sister.

****************Five months later************************

"Hi Linda," Madison said as she came down the staircase of the McMahon home. "I don't know how I'm going to get back up those stairs tonight."

Linda McMahon smiled benevolently at the young woman who had become a second daughter to her over the past five months. "We could have a bed made up for you down here," she said.

"I'll be okay," Madison said. She patted her enormous stomach. "I think junior and I could use a little exercise."

"Are Dallas and Jeff coming over today?" Linda asked.

"Yeah," Madison said. "And Lita is insisting on coming with them. It will be awhile."

"I remember how frustrating it was when I was pregnant not being able to do too much in my ninth month," Linda said. "How are you feeling this morning?"

"Good," Madison said. "I can't tell you enough how much I appreciate you letting me stay here."

"Oh, you know you're family now," Linda said. "I don't think I could let you stay in a house with another pregnant woman. I think pregnant women need to be pampered."

"And you have thoroughly pampered me," Madison laughed.

There was a knock on the front door. "You go sit down in the living room," Linda said as she went to get the door.

Madison settled in a blue armchair that she had fallen in love with over the past couple months. "There she is," Hunter's voice boomed.

"Look how enormous she is!" Chyna teased.

"Hey! What are you guys doing here?" Madison asked.

"We have the weekend off," Hunter said.

"So we decided to actually come to the house we've spent so much money on," Chyna said. "How are you doing Madison?"

"Pretty good," Madison said. "It's hard to be anything but good when Linda takes perfect care of you."

"Oh shush," Linda said. "I do expect you to name her after me though."

"Her?" Hunter asked. "Do you know for sure?"

"No," Madison answered. "But we are definitely hoping."

The phone rang and Linda answered it. "Hello?"

Linda was having an animated conversation with another person. When she hung up she said, "Madison I'm about to become a grandmother."

Linda, Madison, Hunter, and Chyna all rushed to cars to get to the Greenwich Hospital. Jeff had called on Shane's car phone as they took Lita to the hospital.

"Shane was unconscious," Linda commented.

"That's just like Shane," Hunter laughed, "to lose his cool at such a great moment."

In the maternity waiting area, Shane was sitting in a chair with an icebag against his temple, Dallas was comforting Shane, and Jeff was dancing around happily.

"What are you doing Jeff?" Madison asked.

"I get to name the baby!" Jeff announced.

"Why?" Madison asked.

"Because I'm the only one who kept a clear head when Lita's water broke and she promised I could name the baby," Jeff said.

"Oh dear," Madison said.

"Mr. McMahon, are you coming into the delivery room?" an orderly asked.

"Yes," Shane said, rising from his chair.

"Come with me," he said.

"Good luck son," Linda said, "and tell Lita we love her."

"Thanks," Shane said, just before disappearing into another room.