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Once Trish got Natalie back to sleep she was able to really sit down and think about what had just transpired. She couldn't get over the way that Dave was behaving and couldn't understand why. She had never seen him that upset about the kids, and he had told her that he had things under control, and now that they're back together she was able to see that the truth was the exact opposite. She decided that it was time to do what she always did when she needed advice.
Brock's cell phone rang. He looked at it and seen that it was Trish. He knew that Dave and the kids were going to head out to her house this weekend, and if she was calling him this late at night, something must have happened. "Hello?"
"I could really use some of your advice." Trish said to him in a worried sounding voice.
"Well I'm here, tell me what's going on." Brock said to her.
Trish went through and explained everything to him starting with Aly's phone call and everything that had happened leading up to her call. Including the part about Dave not telling the girls about the baby, and how he had to go to the store and here it is almost two hours later and he wasn't back yet. "Brock, I don't know what to think. He's acting so weird and he's so forceful and angry." Trish said to him almost in tears.
It killed him how Dave walked all over her. He had never treated a woman like that. Trish was putting everything on the line just to make their relationship work because she was so in love with him and all he was doing was throwing her away. Brock took a deep breath, "Trish, I'm glad that you're trying to stand up to him, especially when his kids are involved, but you also need to be careful so you don't become the thing he takes his temper out on. If his temper gets out of control, he might accidentally hurt you." Brock said to her but she cut him off.
"I know, but what if his temper gets out of control and he lashes out at one of the kids?" Trish shot back.
"Trish, how would you feel if I came to Raw to visit you?" He asked.
"I'd love to see you. I miss you so much." Trish replied with a smile so big that he could hear it in her voice. "But you have to work." She said sadly.
"No I don't. I'm off until Tuesday to try and get my ribs to heal up a bit, so how about I come see you and we'll talk."
"We would have more time together if you came to Sunday's house show." Trish said slyly.
"Alright, then how about I'll call you Saturday morning and we'll figure everything out." Brock said to her with a laugh.
"Sounds great. I'll talk to you on Saturday." Trish said and hung up.
Aly got up a while later and peaked in Trish's room and found Trish sitting in bed watching tv. Aly took a deep breath and knocked softly.
Trish looked up and smiled and motioned for her to come in. "Hey chicky, what's up?"
Aly walked in and looked around, "So Dad's not back yet?"
Trish shook her head, "No he had to run to the store, he'll be back soon though. Want to watch tv with me?"
Aly climbed up in bed with her and sat real close, "He does this every night and he probably won't be back until close to sunrise." She said softly.
Trish looked at her, "He does what every night?"
"Leave. He leaves and comes back real early in the morning, he hardly sleeps, he's ornery all the time, him and I have been fighting almost like mom and I used to, but with him it's about stupid things. And I don't agree with him lying to you." Aly said to her.
"What do you mean lying to me?" Trish asked.
"He's not going to the store, he'll come back but empty-handed. And I need to talk to you about something important." Aly said to her in a serious tone.
"What's that?" Trish said to her.
"Who came up with the idea of Melissa having a baby for you?" Aly asked her.
Trish's eyes about popped out of her head. She didn't know what to say, "Well.you see.one day, we sat down and started to talk about."
Aly cut her off, "Had to sit down and talk about how Dad slept with Melissa the night they got drunk and she wound up pregnant."
Trish was shocked, "Aly.why would you think that?"
"Because I'm not dumb. I woke dad up the next morning and talked to him, and then I talked to Melissa, and when you guys talked about it today, I put two and two together. Melissa and I got to be really good friends, and we talk on the phone a lot, and I have a boyfriend that dad doesn't know about, so I was asking her some questions, and she told me that she's been with two guys. Her first being an ex-boyfriend whom she dated for almost three years. She didn't mention anything about the second, so I originally thought it was Randy, but if it's not Randy's baby then either she lied to me, or it was dad."
Trish didn't know what to say, she didn't know what to think. "Uh.I see. Look Aly,":
Aly cut her off again, "You don't have to say anything, I can tell what the answer is. I won't say anything. I guess I'm just kind of upset and I don't know what to do. Trish, I miss having a dad." She said with tears forming in her eyes. "I miss having a dad that I could go to, Trish him and I were so close, he was always there, he understood me, he knew how I am. But lately, it's like we either don't exist, or when we do we're a nuisance. But lately he's been really strange."
Trish held her close and rubbed her back, "It's ok to cry, I'm here and what we talk about in this room will stay in this room if that's how you want it. Why do you say he's been really strange?"
Aly sniffled, "Because yesterday morning, I woke up and found him holding Natalie and crying and telling her that he had been a horrible daddy to her and us lately and he's so sorry. He put her down and went to start getting ready and I was up and Jenni wasn't waking up easily because her and I were up snooping and seeing how long it would take for dad to come back, and we woke her up how we used to. We always made it fun, it was like he was the dad we had when him and mom were together. We put ice on her and tickled her and we had lots of fun until mid-morning and then he started to change. And by the time we got here he changed more, and you've seen how he changes. And this is his routine every night."
"Aly, how long has this been going on?" Trish asked.
"Since a few days after dad moved into mom's house." Aly replied. "Look, if you tell dad about tonight, just don't use my name. Don't tell him which daughter."
Trish smiled and hugged her, "I'll see what I can do about your dad, ok?"
"Ok. Thanks Trish, I appreciate this." Aly said giving her a hug. Aly got up and headed back to her room.
Trish laid back in the covers and dwelled on what her and Aly had just talked about. And by knowing the girls as well as she did, if all of this was affecting Aly this much, she could just imagine what it was doing to Jenni. Even though Jenni was a momma's girl, her dad was her knight in shining armor. Jenni was the type to hold stuff in, she was just like Angie in that aspect. She wasn't very open about her feelings. At 13 years old, you could already see her mom in her through and through. "What do I do?" She asked herself. She decided she would try and wait up for him.
Around 5:30 a.m. Dave came back and quietly made his way to the living room. He turned on the tv real low and laid down on the couch. That way Trish wouldn't wake up and see what time he got back. He felt much better now then he did earlier. He laid back on the cushions and dozed off.
Melissa got up and walked downstairs and headed into the kitchen. She made herself a bowl of cereal and walked into the living room. She noticed that Dave was on the couch asleep. "Hmm.wonder why he's down here?" She asked herself. She set her bowl of cereal down and headed downstairs to the laundry room. She started to sort through the basket looking for some of her clothes when she came across Dave's shirt. She picked it up to see if it had special washing instructions and she could smell the perfume on it. She looked around carefully and held it to her nose and took a whiff. "This isn't what Trish wears." She said out loud and then got nervous and looked around to make sure no one was near her. She set the shirt aside and finished loading the washer and took Dave's shirt and ran upstairs.
She walked into Trish's room, "Trish, Trish wake up." Melissa said shaking her.
"What's the matter? Did your water break?" Trish asked quickly.
"No, no nothing having to do with the baby. I want you to do me a favor, smell this shirt." Melissa said handing the shirt to her.
"What?" Trish exclaimed.
"Shh.just smell the shirt." Melissa said pushing the shirt towards her.
Trish shook her head and smelled it, "Patouli, jasmine, and some type of perfume." She pondered out loud, "Oh Melissa, I'm so sorry." Trish said going to hug her.
"Sorry for what?" Melissa asked.
"Well if I were you and smelled that on Randy's shirt, I would be pretty upset." Trish said sitting up.
"Trish, this isn't Randy's shirt, this is Dave's shirt. I found it in the laundry basket." Melissa said to her in a whisper.
Trish looked over and seen that the pillow on Dave's side of the bed didn't have a dent on it, "He's still not home?" She said out loud.
"No, he's here. He's asleep on the couch. But I think you had better call him on this." Melissa said to her.
Trish got up and walked downstairs and found Dave asleep on the couch. She bent down and woke him up, "Hey, can I see you upstairs for a minute?"
Dave stretched and walked upstairs with her. When they got to her room she closed the door and he looked at her, "What's up?"
"So, what time did you get home?" Trish started.
"Not quite sure, I didn't look at my watch. I came up here but you were sleeping, and I wasn't tired enough to sleep, so I decided to watch tv and I must have fallen asleep." Dave replied innocently.
"Where did you put Nattie's medicine?" Trish asked.
"They were all out, so I went to some other stores and they didn't have any either." Dave replied. "Look, we can talk downstairs about her medicine."
Trish threw the shirt at him, "Who's scent is this?"
"Calm down, Nidia gave me a back massage after Smackdown, and she used some weird massage oil stuff, and it must have rubbed off on my shirt. That's all." He went to her and held her. "Baby, I wouldn't fool around on you. I love you."
"Nidia gave you a massage? I thought you didn't like Nidia." Trish said to him suspiciously.
"She's not as bad as I thought she was, a little obnoxious, but she seems like a cool person." Dave replied. He went to her and held her close and rubbed her back. "Baby you have nothing to worry about."
She pulled away from him, "But Dave I am worried. I've never seen your temper like it is, you disappear in the middle of the night to go get teething medicine and you don't come back for over 4 hours? That's not like you, what is going on?"
Dave shook his head, "Nothing is going on. I guess I've been a little stressed out lately, but other than that, nothing is going on." He pulled her close and kissed her on the top of her head, "Baby you're worrying too much about this."
She sighed and held him back, "Alright, how about this, what if I take Natalie for a little while to help you out. That way you can concentrate on schooling the girls, building relationships with them again before Angie's ready to take them and that way it's less stressful for you."
"Trish, I'm fine. You don't have to take Natalie." Dave argued but Trish interrupted him.
"Besides, it would be good practice because once the little man is here, I'll have a baby with me 24/7 and this way I could get used to that." Trish pleaded.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Dave asked her.
Trish nodded, "Yeah Dave, I am."
"Alright, that's fine. I'll get her stuff packed up for ya since you have to get ready to go the airport." Dave said heading out of the bedroom.
Trish looked at her clock and realized that she was running late, "Dave pack quickly, I'm running late."
Trish ran around the house getting everything prepared while Dave woke up Natalie and got her ready. Randy helped load the car for her and soon she was ready to go. She went and gave Melissa a hug.
Aly and Jenni came out to say goodbye, Trish held them both tight and gave them a kiss on the top of their heads. "Hopefully this will help a bit." Trish said to Aly.
Aly nodded and squeezed her. "Bye."
Trish got Natalie loaded in the car and hopped in. She waved and headed off to the airport.
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A COUPLE DAYS LATER
Trish waited at the terminal with Natalie in her arms. She watched Brock's plane land and pointed it out to Nattie. Brock spotted Trish as he entered the terminal and smiled at her. Trish went to him and gave him a big hug. "Hey stud!"
"How ya doin' Ms. Hottie?" Brock said hugging her back. He rubbed Natalie's back, "Hey Nattie."
Natalie smiled at him and burrowed her head into Trish's shoulder. Brock laughed, "Are you hungry by any chance?"
"Starving, let's go get your luggage and we'll grab a bite to eat by the arena." Trish said to him.
"All I have is my carry-on, so we can get out of here." Brock replied.
The two made their way through the crowds and got into Trish's rental car. Trish laughed because Brock's head almost hit the ceiling. "I should have thought about you when I rented the car."
"It's alright. My head actually hits the ceiling if I ever have to drive Nicole's car." Brock said with a laugh. "How are things going?"
"Weird. I'll tell you all about it at lunch." Trish said.
They pulled into a café and were seated. "What's going on?" Brock asked.
"Well, the night that I called you, Dave didn't get home until sometime after 4:00 a.m., Aly comes into my room. And she tells me that she figured out that Dave is the father of Melissa's baby not because she's carrying it for me but because they slept together the night they got drunk. She also told me that Dave does this every night. He always leaves and doesn't come back till almost sunrise. My sister wakes me up this morning with one of Dave's shirts that smelled like Patouli and Jasmine and a perfume, so when I confront him he tells me that Nidia gave him a massage and there's nothing to worry about. Last I knew he didn't really like Nidia, but he told me that that has changed and that I have nothing to worry about because he loves me and wouldn't cheat on me. So I told him that his temper worried me and that maybe I could help him out by taking Nattie for awhile. He didn't like the idea at first, but then he caved in. So here we are." Trish explained.
"Wow, sounds like Aly is a bright girl." Brock said to her.
"Yeah, there is no getting anything past her." Trish commented. She reached over and grabbed Brock's hand, "How are you and Nicole doing?"
"We aren't." He replied. "She's on another one of her "you're never here" trips and I told her that she knew what it was going to be like when we got together and she needs to make a decision whether she's with me or not. So she said that she needed to think about it and I haven't heard from her in almost a week." Brock said sadly. "So when I leave here tonight, I'm flying to Minnesota to find her and have the big talk."
Trish squeezed his hand, "Brock, I'm so sorry."
"It's ok, I didn't put too much faith into thinking that it was going to work this time, so I'm not completely tore up, I just feel bad for Mya. It was great having both of my parents around, and I just wish that I could give her that."
Trish felt really bad. She couldn't understand why Nicole would want to give up on such a great guy. He would bend over backwards to make a woman feel special, but Nicole apparently didn't see it.
The two ate lunch and played with Natalie a bit and got ready to leave. "So are you coming to the show tonight?"
"I thought about it, but I think I'm going to head out to Minnesota early. Who knows? Maybe it will help. When you called me I was at my mom and dad's because Nicole was supposed to have come out there with Nicole this weekend, but she never showed." Brock replied.
"Alright, well, do you want me to drive you to the airport then?" Trish asked.
"Nah, I'll stop by the arena for a bit and catch up with the Raw side and then I'll just hop a cab to the airport." Brock responded. He got up and helped Trish out of the booth. She got Natalie all set and they headed towards the arena.
Brock looked over at Trish, "Can I ask you something that may seem way personal?"
"Sure, go ahead." Trish replied.
"Why do you stay with him? Why do you put up with this?" Brock asked her seriously. "You know damn well that you could leave him and there would be another man there who would treat a thousand times better than he does, yet you give him another chance after another chance. Why is that?"
Trish put her head down. She knew that in a round about way he was referring to himself being there. She looked up at him, "Because I love him. I know he has his demons, and I will unbury them, and if he's ready to change then I'll be there. If he's not, then yes I will have to leave, but right now to quote a song, "My love is riding on this dark horse. And I know that his true colors will shine through again, but until then, I'm there for him."
Brock nodded. He knew that she wasn't the love'em and leave'em type. She was the type who would stand by her man as long as when he was in the wrong he was willing to admit it or change it. "Then I will be here for you whenever you need me. And I have to tell you that Dave is a damn lucky man and I hope for his sake that he realizes it."
She reached over and squeezed his knee, "Thanks Brock, it means a lot to me."
They arrived at the arena and she sat there in the car. Brock looked over and seen the tears in her eyes, "Trish." Brock started to say to her but the instant she heard him say her name, she lost it.
"God Brock, I don't know what to do or how to approach him on this. I've never been in this situation before. Hell I don't even know what's going on. I don't know if he's on drugs, or if he's drinking, or both. I don't know if it's just his temper that's out of whack, or maybe he's in the middle of a mid-life crisis." Trish sobbed. "I don't know what to prepare myself to hear. I try to be a strong woman, and I know that I love him, and I'll help him through whatever he's going through, but I'm scared."
Brock held her as close as he could being they were in the front seat of a car. She leaned on his shoulder and cried. She sobbed and he rubbed her back trying to soothe her.
Finally she sat up and looked at him, "Do you realize that besides tears of anger or pain, you're the only one who has seen me cry in the last year?"
He chuckled a little and patted her knee, "Do you feel better now?"
She nodded her head, "Yup, and I know exactly what I'm going to do. My sister is due very soon, and I'll be damned if I'm going to let this go on until she delivers."
Brock rubbed her shoulders, "And I'll always be in your corner."
Trish smiled and they got out of the car. "I have a plan that will work just perfectly." She said with a devious grin.
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Once Trish got Natalie back to sleep she was able to really sit down and think about what had just transpired. She couldn't get over the way that Dave was behaving and couldn't understand why. She had never seen him that upset about the kids, and he had told her that he had things under control, and now that they're back together she was able to see that the truth was the exact opposite. She decided that it was time to do what she always did when she needed advice.
Brock's cell phone rang. He looked at it and seen that it was Trish. He knew that Dave and the kids were going to head out to her house this weekend, and if she was calling him this late at night, something must have happened. "Hello?"
"I could really use some of your advice." Trish said to him in a worried sounding voice.
"Well I'm here, tell me what's going on." Brock said to her.
Trish went through and explained everything to him starting with Aly's phone call and everything that had happened leading up to her call. Including the part about Dave not telling the girls about the baby, and how he had to go to the store and here it is almost two hours later and he wasn't back yet. "Brock, I don't know what to think. He's acting so weird and he's so forceful and angry." Trish said to him almost in tears.
It killed him how Dave walked all over her. He had never treated a woman like that. Trish was putting everything on the line just to make their relationship work because she was so in love with him and all he was doing was throwing her away. Brock took a deep breath, "Trish, I'm glad that you're trying to stand up to him, especially when his kids are involved, but you also need to be careful so you don't become the thing he takes his temper out on. If his temper gets out of control, he might accidentally hurt you." Brock said to her but she cut him off.
"I know, but what if his temper gets out of control and he lashes out at one of the kids?" Trish shot back.
"Trish, how would you feel if I came to Raw to visit you?" He asked.
"I'd love to see you. I miss you so much." Trish replied with a smile so big that he could hear it in her voice. "But you have to work." She said sadly.
"No I don't. I'm off until Tuesday to try and get my ribs to heal up a bit, so how about I come see you and we'll talk."
"We would have more time together if you came to Sunday's house show." Trish said slyly.
"Alright, then how about I'll call you Saturday morning and we'll figure everything out." Brock said to her with a laugh.
"Sounds great. I'll talk to you on Saturday." Trish said and hung up.
Aly got up a while later and peaked in Trish's room and found Trish sitting in bed watching tv. Aly took a deep breath and knocked softly.
Trish looked up and smiled and motioned for her to come in. "Hey chicky, what's up?"
Aly walked in and looked around, "So Dad's not back yet?"
Trish shook her head, "No he had to run to the store, he'll be back soon though. Want to watch tv with me?"
Aly climbed up in bed with her and sat real close, "He does this every night and he probably won't be back until close to sunrise." She said softly.
Trish looked at her, "He does what every night?"
"Leave. He leaves and comes back real early in the morning, he hardly sleeps, he's ornery all the time, him and I have been fighting almost like mom and I used to, but with him it's about stupid things. And I don't agree with him lying to you." Aly said to her.
"What do you mean lying to me?" Trish asked.
"He's not going to the store, he'll come back but empty-handed. And I need to talk to you about something important." Aly said to her in a serious tone.
"What's that?" Trish said to her.
"Who came up with the idea of Melissa having a baby for you?" Aly asked her.
Trish's eyes about popped out of her head. She didn't know what to say, "Well.you see.one day, we sat down and started to talk about."
Aly cut her off, "Had to sit down and talk about how Dad slept with Melissa the night they got drunk and she wound up pregnant."
Trish was shocked, "Aly.why would you think that?"
"Because I'm not dumb. I woke dad up the next morning and talked to him, and then I talked to Melissa, and when you guys talked about it today, I put two and two together. Melissa and I got to be really good friends, and we talk on the phone a lot, and I have a boyfriend that dad doesn't know about, so I was asking her some questions, and she told me that she's been with two guys. Her first being an ex-boyfriend whom she dated for almost three years. She didn't mention anything about the second, so I originally thought it was Randy, but if it's not Randy's baby then either she lied to me, or it was dad."
Trish didn't know what to say, she didn't know what to think. "Uh.I see. Look Aly,":
Aly cut her off again, "You don't have to say anything, I can tell what the answer is. I won't say anything. I guess I'm just kind of upset and I don't know what to do. Trish, I miss having a dad." She said with tears forming in her eyes. "I miss having a dad that I could go to, Trish him and I were so close, he was always there, he understood me, he knew how I am. But lately, it's like we either don't exist, or when we do we're a nuisance. But lately he's been really strange."
Trish held her close and rubbed her back, "It's ok to cry, I'm here and what we talk about in this room will stay in this room if that's how you want it. Why do you say he's been really strange?"
Aly sniffled, "Because yesterday morning, I woke up and found him holding Natalie and crying and telling her that he had been a horrible daddy to her and us lately and he's so sorry. He put her down and went to start getting ready and I was up and Jenni wasn't waking up easily because her and I were up snooping and seeing how long it would take for dad to come back, and we woke her up how we used to. We always made it fun, it was like he was the dad we had when him and mom were together. We put ice on her and tickled her and we had lots of fun until mid-morning and then he started to change. And by the time we got here he changed more, and you've seen how he changes. And this is his routine every night."
"Aly, how long has this been going on?" Trish asked.
"Since a few days after dad moved into mom's house." Aly replied. "Look, if you tell dad about tonight, just don't use my name. Don't tell him which daughter."
Trish smiled and hugged her, "I'll see what I can do about your dad, ok?"
"Ok. Thanks Trish, I appreciate this." Aly said giving her a hug. Aly got up and headed back to her room.
Trish laid back in the covers and dwelled on what her and Aly had just talked about. And by knowing the girls as well as she did, if all of this was affecting Aly this much, she could just imagine what it was doing to Jenni. Even though Jenni was a momma's girl, her dad was her knight in shining armor. Jenni was the type to hold stuff in, she was just like Angie in that aspect. She wasn't very open about her feelings. At 13 years old, you could already see her mom in her through and through. "What do I do?" She asked herself. She decided she would try and wait up for him.
Around 5:30 a.m. Dave came back and quietly made his way to the living room. He turned on the tv real low and laid down on the couch. That way Trish wouldn't wake up and see what time he got back. He felt much better now then he did earlier. He laid back on the cushions and dozed off.
Melissa got up and walked downstairs and headed into the kitchen. She made herself a bowl of cereal and walked into the living room. She noticed that Dave was on the couch asleep. "Hmm.wonder why he's down here?" She asked herself. She set her bowl of cereal down and headed downstairs to the laundry room. She started to sort through the basket looking for some of her clothes when she came across Dave's shirt. She picked it up to see if it had special washing instructions and she could smell the perfume on it. She looked around carefully and held it to her nose and took a whiff. "This isn't what Trish wears." She said out loud and then got nervous and looked around to make sure no one was near her. She set the shirt aside and finished loading the washer and took Dave's shirt and ran upstairs.
She walked into Trish's room, "Trish, Trish wake up." Melissa said shaking her.
"What's the matter? Did your water break?" Trish asked quickly.
"No, no nothing having to do with the baby. I want you to do me a favor, smell this shirt." Melissa said handing the shirt to her.
"What?" Trish exclaimed.
"Shh.just smell the shirt." Melissa said pushing the shirt towards her.
Trish shook her head and smelled it, "Patouli, jasmine, and some type of perfume." She pondered out loud, "Oh Melissa, I'm so sorry." Trish said going to hug her.
"Sorry for what?" Melissa asked.
"Well if I were you and smelled that on Randy's shirt, I would be pretty upset." Trish said sitting up.
"Trish, this isn't Randy's shirt, this is Dave's shirt. I found it in the laundry basket." Melissa said to her in a whisper.
Trish looked over and seen that the pillow on Dave's side of the bed didn't have a dent on it, "He's still not home?" She said out loud.
"No, he's here. He's asleep on the couch. But I think you had better call him on this." Melissa said to her.
Trish got up and walked downstairs and found Dave asleep on the couch. She bent down and woke him up, "Hey, can I see you upstairs for a minute?"
Dave stretched and walked upstairs with her. When they got to her room she closed the door and he looked at her, "What's up?"
"So, what time did you get home?" Trish started.
"Not quite sure, I didn't look at my watch. I came up here but you were sleeping, and I wasn't tired enough to sleep, so I decided to watch tv and I must have fallen asleep." Dave replied innocently.
"Where did you put Nattie's medicine?" Trish asked.
"They were all out, so I went to some other stores and they didn't have any either." Dave replied. "Look, we can talk downstairs about her medicine."
Trish threw the shirt at him, "Who's scent is this?"
"Calm down, Nidia gave me a back massage after Smackdown, and she used some weird massage oil stuff, and it must have rubbed off on my shirt. That's all." He went to her and held her. "Baby, I wouldn't fool around on you. I love you."
"Nidia gave you a massage? I thought you didn't like Nidia." Trish said to him suspiciously.
"She's not as bad as I thought she was, a little obnoxious, but she seems like a cool person." Dave replied. He went to her and held her close and rubbed her back. "Baby you have nothing to worry about."
She pulled away from him, "But Dave I am worried. I've never seen your temper like it is, you disappear in the middle of the night to go get teething medicine and you don't come back for over 4 hours? That's not like you, what is going on?"
Dave shook his head, "Nothing is going on. I guess I've been a little stressed out lately, but other than that, nothing is going on." He pulled her close and kissed her on the top of her head, "Baby you're worrying too much about this."
She sighed and held him back, "Alright, how about this, what if I take Natalie for a little while to help you out. That way you can concentrate on schooling the girls, building relationships with them again before Angie's ready to take them and that way it's less stressful for you."
"Trish, I'm fine. You don't have to take Natalie." Dave argued but Trish interrupted him.
"Besides, it would be good practice because once the little man is here, I'll have a baby with me 24/7 and this way I could get used to that." Trish pleaded.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Dave asked her.
Trish nodded, "Yeah Dave, I am."
"Alright, that's fine. I'll get her stuff packed up for ya since you have to get ready to go the airport." Dave said heading out of the bedroom.
Trish looked at her clock and realized that she was running late, "Dave pack quickly, I'm running late."
Trish ran around the house getting everything prepared while Dave woke up Natalie and got her ready. Randy helped load the car for her and soon she was ready to go. She went and gave Melissa a hug.
Aly and Jenni came out to say goodbye, Trish held them both tight and gave them a kiss on the top of their heads. "Hopefully this will help a bit." Trish said to Aly.
Aly nodded and squeezed her. "Bye."
Trish got Natalie loaded in the car and hopped in. She waved and headed off to the airport.
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A COUPLE DAYS LATER
Trish waited at the terminal with Natalie in her arms. She watched Brock's plane land and pointed it out to Nattie. Brock spotted Trish as he entered the terminal and smiled at her. Trish went to him and gave him a big hug. "Hey stud!"
"How ya doin' Ms. Hottie?" Brock said hugging her back. He rubbed Natalie's back, "Hey Nattie."
Natalie smiled at him and burrowed her head into Trish's shoulder. Brock laughed, "Are you hungry by any chance?"
"Starving, let's go get your luggage and we'll grab a bite to eat by the arena." Trish said to him.
"All I have is my carry-on, so we can get out of here." Brock replied.
The two made their way through the crowds and got into Trish's rental car. Trish laughed because Brock's head almost hit the ceiling. "I should have thought about you when I rented the car."
"It's alright. My head actually hits the ceiling if I ever have to drive Nicole's car." Brock said with a laugh. "How are things going?"
"Weird. I'll tell you all about it at lunch." Trish said.
They pulled into a café and were seated. "What's going on?" Brock asked.
"Well, the night that I called you, Dave didn't get home until sometime after 4:00 a.m., Aly comes into my room. And she tells me that she figured out that Dave is the father of Melissa's baby not because she's carrying it for me but because they slept together the night they got drunk. She also told me that Dave does this every night. He always leaves and doesn't come back till almost sunrise. My sister wakes me up this morning with one of Dave's shirts that smelled like Patouli and Jasmine and a perfume, so when I confront him he tells me that Nidia gave him a massage and there's nothing to worry about. Last I knew he didn't really like Nidia, but he told me that that has changed and that I have nothing to worry about because he loves me and wouldn't cheat on me. So I told him that his temper worried me and that maybe I could help him out by taking Nattie for awhile. He didn't like the idea at first, but then he caved in. So here we are." Trish explained.
"Wow, sounds like Aly is a bright girl." Brock said to her.
"Yeah, there is no getting anything past her." Trish commented. She reached over and grabbed Brock's hand, "How are you and Nicole doing?"
"We aren't." He replied. "She's on another one of her "you're never here" trips and I told her that she knew what it was going to be like when we got together and she needs to make a decision whether she's with me or not. So she said that she needed to think about it and I haven't heard from her in almost a week." Brock said sadly. "So when I leave here tonight, I'm flying to Minnesota to find her and have the big talk."
Trish squeezed his hand, "Brock, I'm so sorry."
"It's ok, I didn't put too much faith into thinking that it was going to work this time, so I'm not completely tore up, I just feel bad for Mya. It was great having both of my parents around, and I just wish that I could give her that."
Trish felt really bad. She couldn't understand why Nicole would want to give up on such a great guy. He would bend over backwards to make a woman feel special, but Nicole apparently didn't see it.
The two ate lunch and played with Natalie a bit and got ready to leave. "So are you coming to the show tonight?"
"I thought about it, but I think I'm going to head out to Minnesota early. Who knows? Maybe it will help. When you called me I was at my mom and dad's because Nicole was supposed to have come out there with Nicole this weekend, but she never showed." Brock replied.
"Alright, well, do you want me to drive you to the airport then?" Trish asked.
"Nah, I'll stop by the arena for a bit and catch up with the Raw side and then I'll just hop a cab to the airport." Brock responded. He got up and helped Trish out of the booth. She got Natalie all set and they headed towards the arena.
Brock looked over at Trish, "Can I ask you something that may seem way personal?"
"Sure, go ahead." Trish replied.
"Why do you stay with him? Why do you put up with this?" Brock asked her seriously. "You know damn well that you could leave him and there would be another man there who would treat a thousand times better than he does, yet you give him another chance after another chance. Why is that?"
Trish put her head down. She knew that in a round about way he was referring to himself being there. She looked up at him, "Because I love him. I know he has his demons, and I will unbury them, and if he's ready to change then I'll be there. If he's not, then yes I will have to leave, but right now to quote a song, "My love is riding on this dark horse. And I know that his true colors will shine through again, but until then, I'm there for him."
Brock nodded. He knew that she wasn't the love'em and leave'em type. She was the type who would stand by her man as long as when he was in the wrong he was willing to admit it or change it. "Then I will be here for you whenever you need me. And I have to tell you that Dave is a damn lucky man and I hope for his sake that he realizes it."
She reached over and squeezed his knee, "Thanks Brock, it means a lot to me."
They arrived at the arena and she sat there in the car. Brock looked over and seen the tears in her eyes, "Trish." Brock started to say to her but the instant she heard him say her name, she lost it.
"God Brock, I don't know what to do or how to approach him on this. I've never been in this situation before. Hell I don't even know what's going on. I don't know if he's on drugs, or if he's drinking, or both. I don't know if it's just his temper that's out of whack, or maybe he's in the middle of a mid-life crisis." Trish sobbed. "I don't know what to prepare myself to hear. I try to be a strong woman, and I know that I love him, and I'll help him through whatever he's going through, but I'm scared."
Brock held her as close as he could being they were in the front seat of a car. She leaned on his shoulder and cried. She sobbed and he rubbed her back trying to soothe her.
Finally she sat up and looked at him, "Do you realize that besides tears of anger or pain, you're the only one who has seen me cry in the last year?"
He chuckled a little and patted her knee, "Do you feel better now?"
She nodded her head, "Yup, and I know exactly what I'm going to do. My sister is due very soon, and I'll be damned if I'm going to let this go on until she delivers."
Brock rubbed her shoulders, "And I'll always be in your corner."
Trish smiled and they got out of the car. "I have a plan that will work just perfectly." She said with a devious grin.
** What is Trish's plan? Will Dave be willing to change? Whatever it is that he's doing? What will happen to the girls? Please continue to read and review!! Thanks !**