A/N: This chapter is based around the song "Baby Mine.

To read the original version with song lyrics go to: bitter-solemnity. com /fics /Moments.php (just get rid of the spaces).

I'd like to thank those of you who have reviewed, and if you haven't reviewed, why the hell not? Come on, just a couple words is all I ask. ;)

And on another note, I'm warning you this chapter is sap-errific. I'm talking full-on warm, fuzzy goodness. You have been warned.

Stephanie had just finished breakfast, finally being able to spend a weekend at home. It had been a hectic five months since she and Jericho had gotten married. As soon as their honeymoon was over, it was back to work for the both of them. They were lucky if they got a few hours alone during shows, let alone a few days.

This weekend Jericho wasn't doing any house shows, and she had no obligations to be at them either, so they both had a much-needed break. The past five months had been great nonetheless, she and Chris were so happy, and she felt like her life couldn't get any better. Jericho came down, and kissed her on the cheek as he got himself some coffee.

"Morning babe," he said.

"Morning to you, sleep well?"

"With you next to me, I always sleep well, what about you?"

"Actually I think I'm coming down with something, I just feel weird," she told him. Jericho came over and kissed her forehead.

"Well, you're not warm."

"Eh, it's probably just a cold, I'll be fine," she said smiling at him.

"If you insist."

A week and a half later, Stephanie was still feeling miserable. And when Stephanie was miserable she made it known. Her virus had gotten worse, and now she was throwing up. Jericho kept telling her to go to the doctor, but she kept brushing it off, saying it was just a touch of the flu.

After another couple days of feeling awful, Stephanie conceded and decided to visit the doctor. Anything was better than feeling awful all the time, even going to the doctor. They did the normal tests, and Stephanie was called into the doctor's office after the tests had come back. She sat down in one of the seats, ready to hear what she had to say.

"Mrs. Irvine, we ran some tests, and figured out why you haven't been feeling well," the physician, Dr. Sheehan, told her. Stephanie braced herself for the news.

"And why is that?"

"You're pregnant." Stephanie looked at the doctor in shock, not believing her ears. She was pregnant! Never in a million years had she thought she was pregnant. She was having a baby!

"Wow, really? Are you sure?" Stephanie asked, still in disbelief.

"Yes, you're about 5 weeks along. Now you have to go to the pharmacy to pick up some pre-natal vitamins, and you should schedule your next check- up."

"Um, yeah, ok," Stephanie said, nodding numbly.

She walked out of the doctor's office, not aware of her surroundings. She had to tell Jericho, but how would he take the news? They had never discussed children before. She didn't even know if he wanted kids or not. Everything was so confusing, all she knew was that she was going to be having a baby.

She drove back home, thinking about the baby, and what that entailed. A part of her was scared of becoming a parent. Would she even make a good parent? Or would she traumatize her kids for life? She was scared that it would be the latter. Hopefully she would make a good mother. She did love kids, and now faced with the prospect of having a child of her own was thrilling, now all she had to do was tell Jericho.

She arrived home, and nervously walked into the front door. Jericho was sitting on the couch watching a soccer game. He was so engrossed in it, he didn't even notice that she had walked in. She cleared her throat, and he looked over to her.

"Hi sweetie, how was the doctor's?"

"It was the doctor," she told him, going over to sit next to him on the couch. She didn't know how to bring up her pregnancy with him. Should she just blurt it out, or build up to it?

"Well, what did he say, do you have a virus or something?" He looked at her questioningly.

"Definitely 'or something'," she told him, trying her best to calm her nerves, and put a smile on her face.

"Well, what's the matter then? Are you ok?" Jericho looked at her worriedly, wondering what was up. Stephanie sighed.

"I'm ok, don't worry."

"Then what is it?" Stephanie took a deep breath before saying what she had to say. She took Jericho's hand in hers and looked him in the eyes.

"Chris, I'm pregnant," she said, eyes not leaving his. Jericho's look turned to a surprised one, and his eyes went from hers to her abdomen, and back to look her in the eyes.

"Excuse me! Did you just say you were pregnant?" he asked, his voice going about two octaves higher than usual.

"Yeah Chris, I'm pregnant, about 5 weeks along."

"Wow, oh my God, I wasn't expecting this at all," Jericho said, running a hand through his long blonde hair. Stephanie looked at him imploringly.

"Do you not want a baby?" She said, willing tears not to form in her eyes.

Since she had found out about the baby, she had warmed up to the idea, and she had hoped that Jericho would like the idea too. Jericho looked at her, and saw tears in her eyes. He brushed a strand of hair out of her face, and cupped her cheek with his hand.

"Of course I want a baby Stephy. I'm just shocked, that's all."

"So we're really going to have a baby?" Stephanie said, a small smile on her face. Jericho leaned in and kissed her.

"We're gonna be parents," he said laughing softly.

Jericho and Stephanie walked into her doctor's office, ready for their first appointment. A week had gone by since they had found out they were going to be parents, and both had adjusted to the idea. Now they were both ecstatic to become parents. They hadn't told anyone yet. They wanted to keep it a secret for a while, something that was just theirs.

When Stephanie was called up, she walked into one of the rooms with Jericho by her side. She put the usual garb on and sat down on the table provided for her. The doctor came in and did the usual check-up.

"Did you want to see your child?" the doctor asked them.

"Can we?" Stephanie asked her. The doctor nodded, and Stephanie smiled up at Jericho, "Sure, we'd love to."

The doctor took out a wand connected to an ultrasound machine and brought it to Stephanie's stomach. She moved it around for a while and then stopped. She pointed to a blip on the screen.

"There's your baby," she said pointing to a small blob.

Jericho and Stephanie stared at their child in awe. They were both overwhelmed by the entire experience. That was their child in there, something they made together. Jericho grabbed Stephanie's hand and gave it a squeeze. Stephanie could feel tears well up in her eyes.

"Wow," Jericho muttered in amazement.

"Do you want to hear the heartbeat?" Stephanie nodded in response, too taken up in emotion to speak. The doctor turned a knob and a fast paced thumping filled the room.

"Oh my God, that's our baby," Stephanie said, looking up at Jericho. He grinned at her, happy beyond reason. They were really having a baby.

A couple of days later, Jericho and Stephanie decided to let the proverbial cat out of the bag. They were going to announce it on SmackDown, that way they wouldn't have to tell everyone separately. It would also give them a chance to explain Stephanie's imminent departure. Basically they were going to give a shoot promo.

They arrived at the arena like normal, except for the huge smiles that were on their faces. The time passed fairly quickly, and before they knew it, they were standing at the gorilla. Jericho grasped Stephanie's hand, and gave it an encouraging squeeze before his music hit signaling for them to go out there.

They walked out, and down the ramp, both with microphones in their hands. They were greeted by angry boos from the crowd, seeing as they were both still heels. Jericho led Stephanie up the ring steps, before he climbed up himself. He held the ropes for her, and together they stood in the middle of the ring.

"Now I know you're all wondering why we would grace you with our presence?" Jericho asked the crowd, his patented smirk on his face, "Well, we have a little announcement to make."

"Yes, we've got some good news and we've got some bad news," Stephanie said speaking into the microphone.

"Now Steph, which should we tell them first, the good news or the bad news?"

"Hmm, I'm thinking the bad news," Stephanie said sneering at the crowd.

"Ok, well the bad news is," Jericho paused for dramatic effect, "That unfortunately Stephanie is going to have to be off TV for a while." The crowd started cheering enthusiastically, which Jericho and Stephanie both ignored.

"I know you're all going to miss me, but I really do have to go, and Jericho while we're at it, why don't you tell them the good news?"

"With pleasure Stephanie, the good news is...Stephanie and I are going to be parents!" Jericho said with a wide grin on his face.

Stephanie went to his side and he wrapped an arm around her waist. The arena had broken out in various "It's Not Yours" and "Slut" chants, but Jericho and Stephanie ignored them. They left the ring, and walked back up the ramp.

As soon as they got backstage, they were bombarded by different Superstars, all of them congratulating the two of them. Several of the divas went to hug Stephanie. Vince walked over to them, and Stephanie looked up at him.

"You're going to have a baby?" he asked her.

She nodded at him, "Yeah, I am Daddy." He engulfed her in a hug, which she gladly returned.

"I'm so happy for the two of you," he said before pulling away, and going over to shake Jericho's hand, "So when exactly am I going to become a grandfather?"

"In about seven and half months," Jericho answered.

"I can't wait."

"Neither can we," Stephanie said grinning.

Stephanie sat on the couch at home, lounging and generally being lazy. Chris was due home any minute, so she was waiting for his arrival. She laid her hand on her bulging stomach. She was now in her seventh month, and had stopped traveling about three months ago. She hated being at home by herself, but it was safer this way.

She and Jericho had been reveling in her pregnancy ever since they had found out. They both enjoyed watching as her stomach grew everyday. She remembered how excited they had been the first time that they had felt the baby kick, and the smile that Jericho had gotten on his face. Or whenever they saw their child on the ultrasound, it was an incredible feeling. She couldn't wait to have her child in her arms.

Jericho walked into the house, and into the living room. He saw Stephanie sitting on the couch watching television. He couldn't help but think she looked incredibly beautiful. She had this glow that just seemed to emanate from her. He walked over and put his hands on her shoulders from behind.

"Hey babe."

"Hey," she said smiling happily, looking up at him. He leaned down and kissed her.

"I've missed you both."

"We missed you too. So how were the shows?"

"Eh, same old, same old. I miss you being there with me."

"Don't worry, I'll be back before you know it," she said laughing.

Later that evening, they were both in bed, and Jericho was currently talking to Stephanie's abdomen, as she read a magazine. He was telling the unborn child all about wrestling, and how hockey was the best sport around.

"You know, we don't know if it's going to be a boy," she told him, setting down her magazine.

"Who said I wanted it to be a boy?"

"Well, the way you're talking, I'm thinking you probably have his whole athletic future planned," she said with a snort.

"Well, I just want them to know about the two best things in the world: wrestling and hockey."

"You're impossible, you know that right?"

"Yeah, but I make life interesting," he said winking at her.

"Oh God, I pray this child is not like you," she said jokingly.

"And why not?" Jericho said indignantly.

"Because it's bad enough I have one of you to deal with, I don't need two," she said laughing out loud, as he came up beside her and kissed her firmly on the mouth.

"I love you," he said smirking at her.

"Bleh, I love you too," she responded, before turning off the light and going to sleep.

The next two months passed quickly, and Stephanie's due date was fast approaching. She was due in a week, but she had been pretty miserable for the past two weeks. Her back was aching, and she was pretty sure her feet were swollen, though since she couldn't see them anymore it was hard to tell.

She was sitting at the kitchen table, eating breakfast, and waiting for Jericho to come down so they could go shopping for some last minute things for the nursery. All of a sudden, she felt a sharp pain run through her. She grabbed her stomach, and let out a groan.

"Chris!" she managed to yell out. Jericho bounded down the stairs, and came into the kitchen, only to find Stephanie doubled over in pain. She was trying to stand while gripping the kitchen table. He rushed over to her, and helped her up.

"What's the matter?" He asked her worriedly.

"The baby," she let out another moan as another shot of pain ripped through her, "I think it's coming."

"Ok, well, let's get you to the hospital all right," he said as calmly as he could muster. In actuality he was pretty tense.

He walked her slowly out to his car, having to pause a few times when she had a contraction. He managed to get her in the car, and sped off to the hospital. They got there, and after they admitted Stephanie, she was put in a private room. Once she was settled, Jericho went out and called Vince and Linda, and his parents, letting them know that Stephanie was in labor. After he was through, he walked back into the hospital room.

"Hey, how are you feeling?"

"Eh, I've been better," she told him, as she shifted on the bed.

"What did the doctor say?" He walked over to her, and sat in the chair next to the bed.

"He said it could be a little while."

"Well, I just called our parents, and they'll try to be here as soon as possible."

"That's good," she said before another contraction hit her. Jericho stood up and gripped her hand, waiting for it to pass.

A couple hours later, Stephanie was ready to go into the delivery room. She'd had a fairly easy labor so far, and she was hoping that it didn't get too bad. Jericho came to stand next to her, ready to spew out encouragements and the like.

As her labor progressed, so did the pain. Stephanie didn't think she'd ever experienced such pain before. It was excruciating, and horrible. She had never wanted to rip someone's head off more than she did that moment.

"Oh God, it hurts, it hurts," she kept mumbling. Jericho brushed the hair out of her face.

"It'll be ok sweetie, you're almost done," he said soothingly.

"Yeah, easy for you to say dumbass, you're not the one down here," she blurted out, giving him her patented "evil" look. (A/N: This is quite possibly the scariest look on Earth) Jericho quickly shut his mouth, preventing himself from having to see that look again.

"Ok, Stephanie, one more push and you can finally meet your baby," the doctor said.

"I don't think I can," Stephanie said exhausted. She just wanted to sleep, but the pain was so bad.

"Sure you can, just one big push and you're done," the doctor answered.

"Come on Steph, you can do it," Jericho told her.

"Didn't I tell you to shut up!" she shrieked at him. She finally gathered up all her strength and pushed with all her might. Finally she heard a high-pitched wail, and looked down to see her child. She fell back on her pillow, drained beyond words.

"Congratulations, it's a healthy baby girl," the doctor said holding her up. Stephanie smiled through her exhaustion.

"Oh my God, she's gorgeous," Jericho said, leaning down to kiss her forehead, "You did a great job Stephy."

She smiled before drifting off into the land of dreams.

Stephanie woke up in her hospital room, still groggy from the labor. She looked to her left and saw Chris sitting there holding a tiny bundle in his arms. He was currently cooing at the baby, and she smiled. She tried to sit herself up in the bed, which garnered Jericho's attention and he looked up at her.

"Hey you," he said smiling at her.

"Hey," she said smiling back, "Is that my little girl?"

"Yeah, you wanna hold her?"

"Definitely."

Jericho stood up and walked over to her bed. He gently placed the baby in her arms, and sat down on the space next to her. Stephanie looked down at the little girl, and decided that she was the most beautiful baby she had ever seen. It was a little too early to tell who she looked like, but she was gorgeous that was for sure.

"She's beautiful," Stephanie said looking from her daughter to Jericho. He smiled and kissed her forehead.

"Yeah, she is," he said smiling softly at his wife.

"She needs a name though...what was the name that we chose?"

"Guinevere Lily Irvine," she said smiling down at her daughter, "Gwynn for short."

"Oh yeah, I remember now," he said with a soft laugh as he looked down on his wife and daughter.

"I don't think my life could get any more perfect than it is in this moment," she whispered as her daughter began to nod off.

"Me neither."

"What did we ever do to deserve any of this?"

"I don't know, we're just lucky I guess," he told her, wrapping his arm around her, as they both watched their daughter sleep.

"I love you," she told him.

"I love you too."

"Oh, and Chris?"

"Yeah babe?"

"I'm sorry for yelling at you in there."

"It's not a problem," he told her kissing her cheek, "Just please don't ever give me that look again, I was almost scarred for life."

"Ok, I promise," she said giggling softly. He laughed quietly.

"Good."