Chapter 19

*~*~ One Week Later, RAW is WAR ~*~*

"So as your new general manager, I think that-But suddenly Stephanie was interrupted by very familiar music. Shaina walked out to a huge ovation. "Did you forget about me?" she asked, as Stephanie's jaw dropped. "What...What are you doing here?" she asked back, as Shaina chuckled. "I'm the true general manger of RAW and I know you know you are aware of that," she answered in a smart-ass voice. "No, you've got it wrong. I am the true general manager of RAW. Not you!" Stephanie screeched into the microphone, as the crowd booed. "How 'bout we settle this little argument in the ring and then we'll see who the true general manager is," Shaina said, as she dropped the microphone. "Fine and I'll kick your ass all over this arena!" Stephanie replied, as she stared Shaina down. The show then went to commercials.

Once they were backstage, Jeff hugged her. "You looked so hott out there," he said, kissing her. "Thank you. I just can't wait 'till I kick Steph's ass," she replied jokingly, as she suddenly leaned down. "What's wrong?" he asked concerned. "I don't feel too well. I feel like I'm going to throw up," she answered, as she started running to the bathroom. He made a confused look and then ran after her.

:: Stephanie vs. Fate ::

Shaina was feeling fine by the time she made her way down to the ring. She looked at Stephanie and made a mean face. "Do you have a problem with me?" Stephanie asked, as Shaina nodded. "A huge one. Now let's settle this situation, by me kicking your ass," she answered, as she smirked. Stephanie brought her hand up, but then smiled. The both of them then hugged and raised their hands as if they had just won a match. Shaina grabbed a microphone and smiled. "I cannot believe you stupid people believed that we were against each other. I mean, come on! What's better than myself and Stephanie McMahon as partners? Well, that's exactly what we are. We are both the general managers of RAW and we promise you, RAW will be nothing but spectacular," she said, as she handed the microphone to Stephanie. "You people never saw this coming. We are the two most dominant females in the WWE and the first match we will make is for next week. It will be The Rock versing my ex-husband, Triple H, in a no disqualification last man standing match!" she exclaimed evilly, as she threw the microphone down. They raised their arms again, as the show went off the air.

:: Next Morning, 8:30 a.m. ::

"I really think something is wrong with you," Stephanie said, as she watched Shaina throw up in the toilet. "I think so too, but what could it be?" she asked, as she wiped her mouth. "Did you and Jeff have sex last night?" Stephanie asked, as Shaina looked at her weirdly. "What kind of question is that?" she asked back, a little confused. "Just answer the question," Stephanie said, rolling her eyes. "Yes, we did," Shaina replied, holding her stomach. "You could be pregnant, you know? Maybe you should go to a doctor. I'll go with you," Stephanie said, as Shaina shook her head. "No, I don't want to go. I'm not pregnant," she replied, as she stood up. "Let's just go to the doctor and check," Stephanie said, as Shaina shrugged. "Fine, if you absolutely insist," she replied, as Stephanie opened the door. "It would be so cool if you are," she said, as they walked out. "Yeah, I guess," Shaina replied, shutting the door.

Three hours later, Shaina and Stephanie were waiting patiently for the results. As the doctor came in, he smiled. "I have great news! You are going to be a mother!" he exclaimed, as Shaina's jaw dropped. "Oh my God! Yay!" Stephanie said, as she hugged her best friend. "I..I'm going to be a mother?" Shaina asked, almost speechless. "Yes, you are. Congratulations," the doctor answered, as Stephanie smiled. "Jeff is going to be so happy. Oh my God. This is great!" she exclaimed, as Shaina started to cry. "I can't wait to tell him. I'm going to be a mom," she said, as she hugged Stephanie again. "Yep, you and Jeff are going to be parents," she replied, as Shaina swallowed hard. *Parents* she thought in her head, as she smiled.

Meanwhile, Jeff was walking out of his hotel room when Stacy approached him. "Oh God, what do you want?" he asked, rolling his eyes. "You, what else?" she asked back, as she started to unbutton his shirt. "Leave me alone. You and I are not together and we never will be. Vince fired you a long time ago anyway," he answered, as he removed her hands from his shirt. "Jeff, I know you don't want to see me, but it's necessary," she said, as he blew out a breath. "Tell me quick, what do you want?" he asked, as she swallowed hard. "Jeff...I'm pregnant. I'm pregnant with your baby," she answered, as his eyes widened.