A/N: Another chapter up and running, almost at the end of this story. Bet
you no one guesses what happens in the end!!!!!
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Samantha
Close on two weeks later the same people sat in the same room with several others, waiting for the doctor to come and speak with them.
"So how long do you think this will take?" Randy asked aloud.
Lita ignored him, content to just bounce Zane as she walked singing softly to him. Matt sat beside Lita's empty chair, one of Zane's toys in his hands, while Jeff hummed the same tune over and over.
"Buenas dias." The doctor began as he walked into the room. "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting." He shuffled some paper and sat down at his desk. "I have the results of Zane's DNA test here. Now you must understand..."
"Would you mind just skipping all of the formalities?" Lita asked him. "I want this over and done with."
"It will never be over and done with." Ric told her.
She took a deep breath, and refused to look at him.
"Very well then senorita." The doctor said to Lita, ignoring Ric. "From the comparison of the DNA samples taken it was determined that the person most likely to be Zane's father is..." He looked down to read the name from his charts. "Hunter Hearst Helmsley."
From where she stood, staring out of the window, Zane still cradled against her chest, Lita made no sound that would indicate that she had heard, so it was only that Jeff knew her so well that anyone realized that she was in fact sobbing silently, tears coursing down her cheeks, her lips trembling as she allowed Jeff to wrap his arms around her, well aware that Zane was still held protectively against her chest.
"It's okay." He reassured her softly. "It's okay." The other sat there in silence watching as Jeff just held her, resting his head against hers, holding her until her tears stopped coming, and even after as she tried to compose herself.
Finally she spoke, startling them all.
"Me siento enfermo." She answered softly, her voice strained. I feel sick.
"Come on mamacita." Rey said gently. "Let's just get you home."
Jeff held his arms out to take Zane, while Rey pulled Lita into a hug, as she shocked everyone by bursting into wild sobs, holding on to him for dear life, shaking so badly she could barely stand up.
As he held her, the doctor spoke softly to Matt, giving him a small package of tablets.
"So what happens now?" Hunter asked as they all left the room, Lita supported between Rey and Matt.
"Now we take Lita home, and you reach minimum safe distance." Jeff told him.
"So I can't even hold him, even though he's my son?" Hunter asked.
"No," John told him. "You can't. You have to wait until Lita is able to decide when she wants you to see him."
"But that's not..."
"Not much is fair." Christian told him. "Now leave Lita and Zane be for a while."
Lita rested her head against the back of the armchair she'd chosen to sit in.
"Come on honey." Matt coaxed her. "You need to get some rest. You've barely slept since Zane was born, especially not in the last two weeks."
"He's right." Jeff agreed. "Why don't you go and get some sleep? Let us watch Zane for a few hours."
"The doctor sent you home something to help you sleep." Matt said softly. "Why don't you take one and see if you can sleep, just for a few hours?"
"I uh, I should call Hunter." She said softly. "He's going to want to see Zane now."
"Why don't you just forget about it for today?" Rey suggested. "Just get some rest and take it easy. Hunter can wait."
"Matt, would you call him?" Lita asked her former boyfriend. "Tell him that he can see Zane for a few hours this afternoon."
"Let's get you off to bed." Jeff said gently, helping her up.
"Hunter?" Matt asked into the phone. "It's Matt."
"Matt?" Came the reply.
"Matt Hardy. Lita wanted me to give you a message." Matt tried again. "She said that if you want to see Zane you can come over this afternoon."
"I can see him this afternoon?" Hunter repeated. "What time?"
"Whenever." Matt told him. "At the Mysterio house. I'm sure you know where it is."
Hunter knocked on the door, then waited for someone to answer.
Jeff threw the door open, looking expectantly at him for a second. "Oh, it's only you. Come in."
He led Hunter through to the lounge room when Rey and John were trying to play a game with Zane, who gurgled and cooed happily from his bouncer.
"Hunter's here." Jeff told them flatly.
"Hello." Rey said shortly, then returned to the game, which appeared to be simply making Zane laugh as much as possible.
Matt walked into the room from somewhere in the back of the house, everyone looking up at him as sat down. "How's she doing?" Jeff asked.
"She's asleep." Matt answered softly, clearly more than a little bit stressed himself. "Hunter I hope you and the others are really happy with what you've done to her. I have never seen her so defeated, and small. That's not a word I would have used to describe her before now. She's always had a big personality, she's always been a vibrant person, with the ability to fill an entire room all by herself. But now she's just so small, and I could kill you for that." He was silent for several moments. "I hope you're really happy with yourself."
About forty minutes later Lita woke, her eyes still slightly red rimmed, and her hair slightly messy.
Standing in the doorway, she watched Hunter carefully as Rey passed Zane over to him.
"You need to mind his head." She said softly, making everyone turn around to look at her.
"Honey, go get some more sleep." Matt told her. "You'll run yourself into the ground."
She simply curled up on the couch between Matt and Jeff, her legs folded beneath her, resting her head on Jeff's shoulder.
"So why is it so bad that I'm Zane's father?" Hunter asked her, his arrogance and confidence diminished a little.
Lita just stared at him for several moments. "Because you hurt me the most." She said quietly, the sound of her voice pulling at her friend's heartstrings.
"I..." Hunter began, but she continued to speak, cutting him off.
"I could have fallen for you in my own time." She continued. "Maybe I could even have loved you."
Jeff reached up to stroke her dark brown hair. "It's okay." He tried to reassure her.
"It's not okay." Lita answered. "How do I go through life, how do I raise my son when..." She broke off and looked at Hunter. "I wish I wished you dead. I wish that I could wish you some sense, or some morals, or another chance. I know a lot about forgiveness. I know that you forgive people because they need it, not because they deserve it.
But I still can't bring myself to forgive you, because I look at you, and I know that there is nothing biting at you, nothing killing you from inside because of all of the horrible things that you've done.
How do I tell my son that I hate his father?" She stood up and walked out of the room, no one moving to follow her.
"She has a point." Rey said softly. "All babies wonder about where they came from at some point in their lives. This little luchador will be no different."
Later that night Matt walked out onto the deck to stand behind Lita. "It will all work out you know."
"Can I just have some space, please?" She said softly, hating herself for sending him away when all he wanted to do was comfort her. Even though he wasn't touching her at all, she could feel when he moved away, walked back inside.
Unable to think of any way to fix things, or to even save herself, or her mind, Lita sat down on the edge of the deck and rested her head against one of the upright poles, just sobbing unashamedly until the tears stopped coming, late, late into the night and she was left bathed in starlight, making her look up towards the heavens. 'The stars are always there." She said softly to herself. "They never go out."
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Samantha
Close on two weeks later the same people sat in the same room with several others, waiting for the doctor to come and speak with them.
"So how long do you think this will take?" Randy asked aloud.
Lita ignored him, content to just bounce Zane as she walked singing softly to him. Matt sat beside Lita's empty chair, one of Zane's toys in his hands, while Jeff hummed the same tune over and over.
"Buenas dias." The doctor began as he walked into the room. "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting." He shuffled some paper and sat down at his desk. "I have the results of Zane's DNA test here. Now you must understand..."
"Would you mind just skipping all of the formalities?" Lita asked him. "I want this over and done with."
"It will never be over and done with." Ric told her.
She took a deep breath, and refused to look at him.
"Very well then senorita." The doctor said to Lita, ignoring Ric. "From the comparison of the DNA samples taken it was determined that the person most likely to be Zane's father is..." He looked down to read the name from his charts. "Hunter Hearst Helmsley."
From where she stood, staring out of the window, Zane still cradled against her chest, Lita made no sound that would indicate that she had heard, so it was only that Jeff knew her so well that anyone realized that she was in fact sobbing silently, tears coursing down her cheeks, her lips trembling as she allowed Jeff to wrap his arms around her, well aware that Zane was still held protectively against her chest.
"It's okay." He reassured her softly. "It's okay." The other sat there in silence watching as Jeff just held her, resting his head against hers, holding her until her tears stopped coming, and even after as she tried to compose herself.
Finally she spoke, startling them all.
"Me siento enfermo." She answered softly, her voice strained. I feel sick.
"Come on mamacita." Rey said gently. "Let's just get you home."
Jeff held his arms out to take Zane, while Rey pulled Lita into a hug, as she shocked everyone by bursting into wild sobs, holding on to him for dear life, shaking so badly she could barely stand up.
As he held her, the doctor spoke softly to Matt, giving him a small package of tablets.
"So what happens now?" Hunter asked as they all left the room, Lita supported between Rey and Matt.
"Now we take Lita home, and you reach minimum safe distance." Jeff told him.
"So I can't even hold him, even though he's my son?" Hunter asked.
"No," John told him. "You can't. You have to wait until Lita is able to decide when she wants you to see him."
"But that's not..."
"Not much is fair." Christian told him. "Now leave Lita and Zane be for a while."
Lita rested her head against the back of the armchair she'd chosen to sit in.
"Come on honey." Matt coaxed her. "You need to get some rest. You've barely slept since Zane was born, especially not in the last two weeks."
"He's right." Jeff agreed. "Why don't you go and get some sleep? Let us watch Zane for a few hours."
"The doctor sent you home something to help you sleep." Matt said softly. "Why don't you take one and see if you can sleep, just for a few hours?"
"I uh, I should call Hunter." She said softly. "He's going to want to see Zane now."
"Why don't you just forget about it for today?" Rey suggested. "Just get some rest and take it easy. Hunter can wait."
"Matt, would you call him?" Lita asked her former boyfriend. "Tell him that he can see Zane for a few hours this afternoon."
"Let's get you off to bed." Jeff said gently, helping her up.
"Hunter?" Matt asked into the phone. "It's Matt."
"Matt?" Came the reply.
"Matt Hardy. Lita wanted me to give you a message." Matt tried again. "She said that if you want to see Zane you can come over this afternoon."
"I can see him this afternoon?" Hunter repeated. "What time?"
"Whenever." Matt told him. "At the Mysterio house. I'm sure you know where it is."
Hunter knocked on the door, then waited for someone to answer.
Jeff threw the door open, looking expectantly at him for a second. "Oh, it's only you. Come in."
He led Hunter through to the lounge room when Rey and John were trying to play a game with Zane, who gurgled and cooed happily from his bouncer.
"Hunter's here." Jeff told them flatly.
"Hello." Rey said shortly, then returned to the game, which appeared to be simply making Zane laugh as much as possible.
Matt walked into the room from somewhere in the back of the house, everyone looking up at him as sat down. "How's she doing?" Jeff asked.
"She's asleep." Matt answered softly, clearly more than a little bit stressed himself. "Hunter I hope you and the others are really happy with what you've done to her. I have never seen her so defeated, and small. That's not a word I would have used to describe her before now. She's always had a big personality, she's always been a vibrant person, with the ability to fill an entire room all by herself. But now she's just so small, and I could kill you for that." He was silent for several moments. "I hope you're really happy with yourself."
About forty minutes later Lita woke, her eyes still slightly red rimmed, and her hair slightly messy.
Standing in the doorway, she watched Hunter carefully as Rey passed Zane over to him.
"You need to mind his head." She said softly, making everyone turn around to look at her.
"Honey, go get some more sleep." Matt told her. "You'll run yourself into the ground."
She simply curled up on the couch between Matt and Jeff, her legs folded beneath her, resting her head on Jeff's shoulder.
"So why is it so bad that I'm Zane's father?" Hunter asked her, his arrogance and confidence diminished a little.
Lita just stared at him for several moments. "Because you hurt me the most." She said quietly, the sound of her voice pulling at her friend's heartstrings.
"I..." Hunter began, but she continued to speak, cutting him off.
"I could have fallen for you in my own time." She continued. "Maybe I could even have loved you."
Jeff reached up to stroke her dark brown hair. "It's okay." He tried to reassure her.
"It's not okay." Lita answered. "How do I go through life, how do I raise my son when..." She broke off and looked at Hunter. "I wish I wished you dead. I wish that I could wish you some sense, or some morals, or another chance. I know a lot about forgiveness. I know that you forgive people because they need it, not because they deserve it.
But I still can't bring myself to forgive you, because I look at you, and I know that there is nothing biting at you, nothing killing you from inside because of all of the horrible things that you've done.
How do I tell my son that I hate his father?" She stood up and walked out of the room, no one moving to follow her.
"She has a point." Rey said softly. "All babies wonder about where they came from at some point in their lives. This little luchador will be no different."
Later that night Matt walked out onto the deck to stand behind Lita. "It will all work out you know."
"Can I just have some space, please?" She said softly, hating herself for sending him away when all he wanted to do was comfort her. Even though he wasn't touching her at all, she could feel when he moved away, walked back inside.
Unable to think of any way to fix things, or to even save herself, or her mind, Lita sat down on the edge of the deck and rested her head against one of the upright poles, just sobbing unashamedly until the tears stopped coming, late, late into the night and she was left bathed in starlight, making her look up towards the heavens. 'The stars are always there." She said softly to herself. "They never go out."