***Author's Notes: This is a fan fiction that is based on an ongoing Role Play so there is no end. To write this we get into a private chat room and just go at it, tossing things back and forth. Therefore a lot of it goes from one paragraph being what she said and thought to the other paragraph being what he said and thought. I am warning you now of this so that you don't go into it thinking that it is all from one point of view and therefore 'smoother' in the end result. Read no further if you don't like a good role play or 'he said/she said' bantering.***
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Steve was sitting with Ric in his locker room, discussing his upcoming match with Booker T. Ghod how he hated that man. He was driving him insane with his Rock wanna be type attitude. It really was more annoying then him having to say 'What?' all the time.
"Now......you gonna have my back if one of Vince's little buddy's or Vince himself comes down to the ring? Cause I know Vince. He'll send someone if he's not there himself." He looks back at the monitor in his locker room as Taker's match comes on. He liked watching hardcore matches. They got him hyped for his own matches. He nods as Ric says he'll see what he can do and gets up to leave, just as Debra is coming in. Steve waits till the cameras that had been in the room are gone and then smiles at his wife. "Hey Baby. Where you been?"
Debra smiles as she sees Steve, waiting for him to finish with the crew before she goes to him and hugs him. "Hello to you too." Her eyes twinkle. " am sorry, but I have a call to make, in private. And that is so hard to do here, so did it in your truck." She rolls her eyes at that last word. "I can't believe you drove your baby here. I would think you would be too afraid someone would hurt it." She sighs. "That is why it is heavily insured. Someone messes with that, I am going to have their skin. That truck took me a month to get all that custom stuff put in.
He grins. "Hey! I gotta show it off don't I?" He gives her a kiss, keeping his arms around her waist. "I still love my present too. And you and me both will kick the guys ass who touches my truck"
She laughs, smiling and shaking her head. "Oh so that is how it is? You don't get that protective of me" She teases him. "Maybe if I told you that you were going to be a Dad you would get more protective of me then of that truck." She waits for that to hit him.
He looks at her, shocked. Had she just said what he thought she said? Couldn't have been. Could it? All this goes flying through his head, among other things. Then he just picks her up and spins her around, grinning and looking quite happy with the prospect. "We're gonna have a baby!" He sets her back down and smiles lovingly at her, reaching up to caress her cheek. "I love you, Debra. I may not always tell you that in public but I really do."
She laughs as he spins her around, smiling into his face. "I love you too, Steve." The she nods, taking his head in her hands she winks up at him. "Yes, you are going to be a Dad. Did you think that we could do it so easily? I sure as hell didn't. But I got into that monster truck of yours and made the call. I was going to wait and tell you when you got on stage but I couldn't wait that long. Almost called you on the cell phone." She grins. "So, who would have thought. The big Stone Cold Steve Austin a DADDY!" Then she starts laughing.
He smiles at Debra, then grins at the words she says. "He's gonna be a little rattlesnake!" He puts his hand on her stomach, then smiles at her. "Thank you." He leans in and kisses her again. "And you can still come out on the stage." He snickers. "I could act surprised."
She laughs. "I take it that you would like the world to know that you are going to be a father." Then she nods in agreement. "If you want, I will come in there and announce it. Before or after the match?" She looks at him questioningly, still not letting him go.
He can't stop grinning. "After. I'm gonna kick Booker's ass tonight. It'll be the perfect..." His voice trails off as he sees a camera come into the room. He raises a brow and looks over at the monitor. His eyes widen and his blood starts to boil. Booker T, still dressed in street clothes, was taking a bat to his NEW truck. He lets go of Debra pushes past the camera, and runs out of the room, heading as fast as he can to the parking lot, he gets there just as Booker is leaving in a getaway car, apparently there would be no match tonight. That was a good thing for Booker because the boy was going to die! He walks over to his truck and sighs deeply. They were suppose to use his old truck, the company one with Stone Cold written on it. But knowing Vince… He snorts and runs his hand over a nice sized dent in the passenger door, which also had it's window smashed in. "Son of a fucking bitch!" He curses up a storm, not noticing the cameraman taping any of this. Not really caring actually. When the cameraman zooms in on his face the look in his eyes would scare even Kane and the Undertaker. He was livid.
She about freaks when she sees Booker T. "Damnit!" And she rushes out after Steve, shaking her head at the damage to the truck. "Oh that boy will pay." She puts her hands on her hips, her breasts pushing almost out of her top. "I paid good money for this truck." She turns and storms back in, heading for Vince's office. He would pay for this one.
He sighs deeply and then remembers something. He grins and runs over to Debra. He stops her and gives her a kiss. "I'll be back. Gotta go stomp a mud hole in someone's ass." He then rushes over to the black truck with the Stone Cold logo on it and jumps into it. He turns the key already in the ignition and gets the truck started. Then he rips out of the driveway, heading off after Booker T, pretty sure he knew where he would go.
She watches him run off and groans. This wasn't going to be pretty. Fine, it didn't matter, she was going to go see Vince.
It isn't long before she is storming through the door. "Okay you piece of pond slush! What the hell was that?" She stomps her foot looking at him. "You know that THAT truck was NOT to be touched! It took me a month to get that custom ordered and numerous phone calls all the while hiding it from Steve. DO you have ANY idea how HARD that was?!"
Vince smirks and shrugs. "Your insured. Get it fixed."
She walks over to him and slaps him. "YOU get it fixed!" Then turns and storms from the room not even noticing the camera crew.
Steve drives around, looking for the car Booker T left in. He grins when he sees it parked in a grocery store parking lot and picks up the cell phone sitting on the seat beside him. He calls up Debra's cell phone and waits for her to answer before he speaks. "Baby? Mind telling Vince to get a camera crew to.....just a second." He looks at the name of the grocery store and then tells her it. When he is done he smirks and shuts off the truck, after parking it behind Booker's car and gets out, keeping the cell phone to his ear. "And tell them to hurry. They won't want to miss this." He smirks. "You are gonna love it, Debra." He then hangs up and puts the cell phone into his pocket, head to the doors of the grocery store and waiting for the camera crew.
She answers the phone, nodding. "Okay, Steve, will do." She then turns on her heal and walks back into Vince's office.
"Now what the hell do you want," Vince demands.
She smirks. "Seems that you need to get a camera crew over the Piggly Wiggly." She crosses her arms over her chest, still smirking. "And fast, or you will miss the money shot." She shakes her head and rolls her eyes as he is immediately on the phone and running from the office. She follows at a slower pace, heading out of the office and towards the beat up truck, getting in and looking for the keys, she calls Steve. "Hey, where did you put the keys?" She looks over the vizor. "Vince is on his way, he already left. I was going to go, but I can't find the keys."
He pulls his cell phone from his jeans pocket and hits the button on it. When he hears Debra he winces. "Sorry, Babe. I forgot I had them on me. They're in my pocket." He sighs. "Really am sorry. Wish you were here to see this." Then grins. "Poor little Book is gonna get his ass whooped." He sees some cars pull up and smirks as some camera men and Vince get out. "Gotta go, Babe. You watch the monitors. It'll be good." He then shuts off the phone and puts it back into his pocket with the keys to the trucks.
She groans. "STEVE! That is it, I get a pair of keys to this truck first thing in the morning." She nods, hoping out of the truck and putting her cell phone away then rushes into the locker room. Going to Steve's dressing room, and settles in front of the monitor, crossing her legs and leaning back in the chair and watching. "Oh Booker, you really really shouldn't have messed with his Baby."
He waits for the cameras, instructing one to go in and find Booker. And NOT to tell him that he was here. Once the cameraman nods and runs off he walks into the store, the other camera guy following him. He waits a moment, watching as the other camera catches Booker going through some cereal boxes. He walks up to one of the check outs and takes the mic from the girl, smiling at her, she knew who he was, before asking her to turn it on. She does and he speaks into it, the cameraman on him getting it all while the other camera catches the look on Booker's face when he speaks over the intercom.
"Price check on a man who's about to get his ass whooped on isle 5." He smirks as Booker turns and starts slowly walking down the isle, mumbling something and looking around for Austin. He comes out of the isle and doesn't see anyone. This gives Steve the chance to grab him from behind and throw him into the shelf of plastic juice bottles. "You messed with the wrong truck, Booker!" He grabs Booker again and starts pulling him down the shelf, making sure that Booker's head hits a can of apple juice, hard, on the way.
Steve grins and drags Booker out into the isle and over to the meat area. "Hey Book! That eye bugging you? Well maybe you should put a steak on it!" He grabs a rather thick steak and beats Booker with it before grabbing a shoulder or pork and hitting Booker in the back with it. Once done with that he walks away to grab a frozen turkey. He picks it up and turns around to see Booker getting up. He smirks and chucks the 20 pound turkey at Booker. "Hey! Dinner time!" He snickers as the turkey hits Booker in the stomach and knocks him back to the ground. "You look a little thirsty, Book." He grabs the man by his shirt and drags him to the dairy isle. He then grabs a carton of milk and opens it up, drinking a bit of it, getting most of it on his shirt before, he smacks the carton into Booker's face. "Here! Have some milk!!!" He smirks and then grabs some eggs near by and starts chucking them at Booker, who is crawling away. "Hey! Where you going, Book? We still got more food for you to try!" He chucks an egg and hits Booker right in the eye. "Ha!!!!! Bullseye!!!!" He snickers and tosses the eggs down, following Booker as he backs up and pleads for Steve to stop. "What?!" The crowd who was also watching all this repeats the what, as usual.
She gets up and starts cheering at her husband. "YOU GET HIM STEVE!! Get him for breaking my pretty truck!" She knows he can't hear her, in fact no one could as she was alone in the room, that is probably why she was jumping around like she was. "You make him pay physically and I will get them in the pocket." She smirks, grinning as she watches her husband.
He smirks and follows Booker into the produce section. "You know," he picks up a tomato. "you really should eat 12 fruits and vegetables a day!" He throws the tomato at Booker, watching it hit him right in the chest and mash. "Ha! How about...." he looks around. "Ah! You need to eat your broccoli! I hate it but you still gotta eat it!" He grabs a broccoli and starts beating Booker with it. He turns away after a minute to grab something else and is rewarded with a low blow. He groans in pain and drops to his knees, holding his crotch. Oh NOW he was mad! He turns his head and watches as Booker runs into the back. He smirks and stands up, waiting for the pain to pass before he goes after the man, grabbing a package of flour on the way. He walks into the back and gets a face full of the stuff from a fire extinguisher. He yelps in pain and turns his back, covering his face. Damn that stuff was cold! He winces as he feels something hard hit his back. Booker was using a broom handle to hit him across the back.
Debra jumps up and starts to pound on the monitor. "Booker you get off my husband you slime! STEVE! Get him! Make him pay!!" She groans as she sees Booker hit him with a broomstick.
Steve isn't down for long. He crawls away and grabs some cheese that was sitting in one of the fridges in the back. He grabs a brick and tosses it at Booker, causing him to be distracted long enough for Steve to grab a container of yogurt. He opens it, sticks a finger in and then tastes a bit of it, grins. "Mmm blueberry!" He throws the yogurt into Booker's face and then grabs some more eggs from the fridge. He starts throwing them at Booker, snickering and dropping them after he notices the flour bag on the floor. He grins and picks it up and goes after Booker, catching him and beating him over the head with it. The bag of flour breaks and coats Booker with flour, getting a little of the white stuff on Steve as well. Steve looks around for something else to use and grins when he sees the stack of Budweisers sitting at the end of the isle.
"Hey, Book. I don't know about you but all this shopping has gotten me thirsty." He drags Booker over and rips open one of the boxes of beer with his hand, pulling out a couple of can and opening them. He downs them in usual Austin style and then grabs the open box and slams it down onto Booker's head, making him cry out in pain and beg Steve to stop. Steve, getting tired of this game and seeing that Booker was busted open and too dazed to stand up, grabs him and drags him over to the checkout. He picks Booker up and puts him on the belt, pulling him down it and then beating his head against the metal scanner. When he is done, Booker is almost unconscious. He grabs Booker by the hair and lifts his head.
"Next time, you leave my wife's Christmas present to me alone. Or you thought this was bad? It'll be worse next time." With that said he slams Booker's head back down, pulls out his cell phone and calls up Debra. He waits for her to pick up before speaking. "Well since Vince is paying for it, you want me to get some groceries?" He snickers as he sees the look on Vince's face as he runs over to check out Booker.
She was bouncing around now, screaming and yelling as Steve takes Booker to the check out. She grins as he calls and answers the phone, laughing. "You did it!!" Her excitement clear in her voice. "Yeah, since he is paying for it, champagne." She smirks.
"Okay, I'll get a nice expensive bottle." He walks around the store now, stopping to sign autographs for a few people who wanted them. "I'm getting me some beer too." He smirks. "Since Vinny is paying for it." He snickers and continues to walk around, grabbing a few other things as well. "Anything we need? Since he is paying for it all."
She grins. "Well we should get some nice steaks for dinner. Maybe some lobster or something?" Laughing now as she walks around, making a shopping order of expensive foods.
He grins and walks over to the seafood department, looking at the lobsters in the tank and still speaking to Debra. "Hmmmmmm which kind of lobster? We have....jumbo and market? Let's get two of each? What do you say? And what kind of steaks do you want?" He walks over, grabs a cart, since the bunch of them were near by and then walks back over to the lobsters.
She laughs, walking around the room. "Steve, you don't have to actually SHOP there, I saw the mess you left." She shakes her head. "But as long as you are, don't forget stuff for the salad." She just keeps smiling, shaking her head as she paces in the room.
He smirks and gets two of each lobster, then gets some other deli meat, he could make some really nice sandwiches. "But Baby, if I shop here, Vince has to pay for it all." He smirks. "And he owes us for my truck." He walks off to get his case of beer and some stuff for the salad like she asked. "What kind of dressing do you want?"
"Well now, I suppose, if you want to chance staying in there that long with the other truck in the parking lot and Booker getting his second wind back..... We could use from French bread to go with it all. And Thousand Island dressing."
He grins and goes to get the bread, having picked up the salad dressing already. He then remembers something and goes to the meat department, getting their best cuts of meat and some stuff for hamburgers as well.
He finishes getting all the food and brings it up to the front, setting it all out on the check out. When the price comes up he grins from ear to ear. The lobsters and meat alone had been close to 200 dollars. And with the rest it had climbed to a nice healthy 600 dollars. He snickers and tells the girl to charge it to Vince McMahon. The girl nods and smiles, getting Steve to sign an autograph for her and her little brother. He then takes his purchases out to the truck, smirking as he hears Vince yell out his name. He hurries and gets the groceries into the truck and then when he is done he climbs in and snickers as Vince comes running out, cursing and bitching at him. And the cameras were running too, they would put this on after Rock and Trish's match. He stops in front of Vince and sticks his head out the window
"What?!" Grinning he then guns the engine and drives off, picking up the cell phone he had forgotten, it was sitting beside the little teddy bear with a heart and box of chocolates he had gotten for Debra.
"Sorry, Baby. Got a little distracted there. You should have seen Vince's face. Anyway, want to grab my stuff, I'll pick you up at the arena and then we'll head home. The lobsters need to be cooked before they die."
When he didn't come back on, she had kept on the phone, but started to get nervous and hearing some of the stuff that is going on. When he finally gets back on the phone she smiles. "Okay, Steve, I will get it ready. But are we going together or am I taking the truck you have? We have both here and you have the keys to both." She laughs, talking while packing his gear up.
"Oh yeah! Okay. You take this one home. I'll take the other one home. That way if there is anything wrong with the engine I can hear it. Okay. Should be there in a minute. Love you, Baby." He hangs up and tosses the cell phone down on the seat beside him, smirking to himself as he drives back to the arena.
Stopping the truck beside the other one he climbs out, leaving it running and taking his cell phone with him, leaving the little white bear holding the heart with "I Love You" printed on the heart beside the box of chocolates on the seat. He walks over to Debra and smiles, leaning in to give her a kiss.
"Hurry up and get it home. Don't want them lobsters going to waste." He snickers. "They cost Vince a pretty penny. I left you something on the seat." He then kisses her lightly again and then walks over to his truck and climbs into it, starting it up and listening, the engine seemed ok.....so far.
She smiles up at him, her eyes flashing. She loved him, so much, she couldn't believe that they were there, together and going to be parents. "Guess we won't be telling the world tonight you are a dad." She grins. "We get some time to just have that secret to ourselves." She kisses him softly. "Okay, see you soon." She watches him run over to the truck, turning and tossing his stuff into the other truck, she looks at the camera that had been watching them and smirks, there was nothing there for them to see. She pulls herself up into the cab and sees the bear, smiling and picking it up.
"Aw, so you are what he was talking about." She sets the little bear on the dash. "I will have to thank Steve when we get home." She looks out the window, winks at her husband and pulls out of the parking lot, heading home.
He smiles and follows her out of the arena parking lot, following her towards home but not really paying attention. He was listening to the truck.