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**Put On Hold**
John came back down the hall and I could see he was pissed. Honestly, I still was too, but not at Dad anymore. Miranda... Ooh, she was gonna get it! That bitch! She knew damn well Dad was married. I bet she flaunted herself to my father, she struck me as that kind of person. Batting her eyelashes and... DAMN HER! John knew what I was thinking and sighed, "Mark really loves her." I sighed and nodded as I sat down, I knew he was talking about our son, "Yeah, I know." John walked over and kneeled down in front of me, "Look, we'll see what happens..." "Like hell! She's outta here!" John looked at me and knew I wasn't backing down. He nodded, "Alright, let's just wait until the kids aren't around." I nodded and stood up, with John's help. He wrapped his arm around my shoulders and we started down the hall.
In his dressing room, I was trying to think of how I could tear Miranda apart, vebally. Just then the locker room door opened and Mark came in with Joie right behind him. She loved being with his while he was being tutored. Miranda smiled at John and I was she came in, "Hi," she was awfully cheery for someone who was this close to getting her head cut off. I nodded and looked up at John. He nodded slowly and sighed; he extended his hands and Mark took one while Joie took the other, "Come on guys." He smiled weakly and then walked out of the dressing room with the kids. As soon as the door shut, I stared daggers at Miranda. She swallowed and eyed me nervously. I stood up and glared at her, "Who do you think you are?!" "Please, let me explain..." "I don't need an explanation about what I saw, I've got two kids lady, and a third one on the way! I know damn well what was goin' on in that office!" "I..." "Shut the fuck up! I don't wanna hear your shit either! You fuckin' slut! I can't believe you..." The door opened and John poked his head in, "Uh, Angel." I turned and looked at him, "What?!" He smiled slightly, "Sorry to interrupt babe, but Brock just called my cell, and, well, Rayne's water broke." My jaw dropped and I didn't even care about the slut that was standing in front of me. I was gonna be an aunt, again! Yes! I was so excited.
We arrived in Minnesota that night, and Rayne was still in labor. I grinned slightly, I had easy pregnancies and deliveries, while hers were a pain in the ass. Morning sickness, mood swings... I felt worse for Brock than I did for Rayne. Poor guy. When we arrived at the hospital, John took the kids and sat in the waiting room, while I found the room where Rayne was. Brock was pacing outside, I walked up to him, "Brock, what's goin' on?" Brock swallowed, "She has to have a c-section." I shook my head, I could understand why he didn't want to be in there just now, "Damn." "Yeah, I don't want to see my wife cut open, you know what I mean?" I nodded in agreement, "Yeah." Brock sighed and looked toward the door, "I hope she's going to be okay." I smiled and nodded, "She will be, don't worry about it." Brock looked at me and smiled, "You're very positive about all this." I smirked and shrugged, "I've been negative my whole life, why not switch it up a little?" Brock started laughing and nodded in agreement. I slapped his back, "Alright, you picked a name yet?" Brock smiled and nodded, "Gaby Michelle." I nodded as I thought about it, "I like it." Brock perked up, "Really?" I started laughing, "I wouldn't lie to you man." Brock smiled at me, "Thanks Angel." I smiled and nodded, sure, I was still mad about how he hurt Rayne, but he was alright with me now.
Finally, we were able to see Rayne. I went into the room and saw her holding their baby girl. John was still with the kids in the waiting area. I smiled as I looked at Gaby, "Damn Rayne, she looks like you." Brock chuckled from where he was standing, "You said that about Jason, and now, he looks just like me." I smirked, "Well, I hope that Gaby doesn't look like you. Poor girl." Brock scoffed and looked offended, "Damn, thanks Angel." Rayne laughed and shook her head. Brock walked over and looked down at his daughter, he smiled and looked at Rayne, "I love you." I was surprised that Rayne didn't respond. That was a first.
Author's Note: What's the deal with Rayne??????? AHHHHHHHH, only two people know... muahahahahahahaha, don't worry you'll find out later... in the meantime... REVIEW...
**Put On Hold**
John came back down the hall and I could see he was pissed. Honestly, I still was too, but not at Dad anymore. Miranda... Ooh, she was gonna get it! That bitch! She knew damn well Dad was married. I bet she flaunted herself to my father, she struck me as that kind of person. Batting her eyelashes and... DAMN HER! John knew what I was thinking and sighed, "Mark really loves her." I sighed and nodded as I sat down, I knew he was talking about our son, "Yeah, I know." John walked over and kneeled down in front of me, "Look, we'll see what happens..." "Like hell! She's outta here!" John looked at me and knew I wasn't backing down. He nodded, "Alright, let's just wait until the kids aren't around." I nodded and stood up, with John's help. He wrapped his arm around my shoulders and we started down the hall.
In his dressing room, I was trying to think of how I could tear Miranda apart, vebally. Just then the locker room door opened and Mark came in with Joie right behind him. She loved being with his while he was being tutored. Miranda smiled at John and I was she came in, "Hi," she was awfully cheery for someone who was this close to getting her head cut off. I nodded and looked up at John. He nodded slowly and sighed; he extended his hands and Mark took one while Joie took the other, "Come on guys." He smiled weakly and then walked out of the dressing room with the kids. As soon as the door shut, I stared daggers at Miranda. She swallowed and eyed me nervously. I stood up and glared at her, "Who do you think you are?!" "Please, let me explain..." "I don't need an explanation about what I saw, I've got two kids lady, and a third one on the way! I know damn well what was goin' on in that office!" "I..." "Shut the fuck up! I don't wanna hear your shit either! You fuckin' slut! I can't believe you..." The door opened and John poked his head in, "Uh, Angel." I turned and looked at him, "What?!" He smiled slightly, "Sorry to interrupt babe, but Brock just called my cell, and, well, Rayne's water broke." My jaw dropped and I didn't even care about the slut that was standing in front of me. I was gonna be an aunt, again! Yes! I was so excited.
We arrived in Minnesota that night, and Rayne was still in labor. I grinned slightly, I had easy pregnancies and deliveries, while hers were a pain in the ass. Morning sickness, mood swings... I felt worse for Brock than I did for Rayne. Poor guy. When we arrived at the hospital, John took the kids and sat in the waiting room, while I found the room where Rayne was. Brock was pacing outside, I walked up to him, "Brock, what's goin' on?" Brock swallowed, "She has to have a c-section." I shook my head, I could understand why he didn't want to be in there just now, "Damn." "Yeah, I don't want to see my wife cut open, you know what I mean?" I nodded in agreement, "Yeah." Brock sighed and looked toward the door, "I hope she's going to be okay." I smiled and nodded, "She will be, don't worry about it." Brock looked at me and smiled, "You're very positive about all this." I smirked and shrugged, "I've been negative my whole life, why not switch it up a little?" Brock started laughing and nodded in agreement. I slapped his back, "Alright, you picked a name yet?" Brock smiled and nodded, "Gaby Michelle." I nodded as I thought about it, "I like it." Brock perked up, "Really?" I started laughing, "I wouldn't lie to you man." Brock smiled at me, "Thanks Angel." I smiled and nodded, sure, I was still mad about how he hurt Rayne, but he was alright with me now.
Finally, we were able to see Rayne. I went into the room and saw her holding their baby girl. John was still with the kids in the waiting area. I smiled as I looked at Gaby, "Damn Rayne, she looks like you." Brock chuckled from where he was standing, "You said that about Jason, and now, he looks just like me." I smirked, "Well, I hope that Gaby doesn't look like you. Poor girl." Brock scoffed and looked offended, "Damn, thanks Angel." Rayne laughed and shook her head. Brock walked over and looked down at his daughter, he smiled and looked at Rayne, "I love you." I was surprised that Rayne didn't respond. That was a first.
Author's Note: What's the deal with Rayne??????? AHHHHHHHH, only two people know... muahahahahahahaha, don't worry you'll find out later... in the meantime... REVIEW...
