Stephanie sat in Hunter's dressing room, rubbing her stomach. She had been getting a little bit of morning sickness lately, but nothing she couldn't deal with. Her stomach had finally settled down, but Hunter was busy doing stuff for the show so she hadn't seen him in hours. She turned to lay down on the couch.

"Knock, knock," a voice came from above her.

She looked up briefly before laying her head down once again. "Hey Chris, what are you doing here?"

"Came to see you."

"I'm fine."

"How did you know I was going to ask about the accident?"

"You had that look, like you were checking me for yourself to make sure that I was ok," she said, having had people ask her if she was alright all day long. "And for the record, I'm fine."

"Good, I was worried, I think my heart jumped into my throat when I heard you were in a car accident."

"Thanks for worrying," she said, patting his hand.

"That's not the only reason why I'm here..."

"What's the other reason?" she asked of him, closing her eyes trying to combat the little wave of nausea she was experiencing at the moment.

"He's coming back."

Her eyes shot open and she looked at Chris intently, wondering if what he said could be true. She didn't need him to elaborate on the subject because she knew exactly who and what she was talking about. In fact, he was the only one who knew and the only one who would ever know. He turned his hand over in hers and gave it a squeeze.

"Do you want me to hang around?"

"No, I'm fine," she said, but her tone was worried and it revealed what she was really feeling about this entire situation.

"Steph, I really think you should tell Hunter about this," Chris said, "You know he'd help you, he loves you."

"NO! Hunter cannot know about this, ok, it doesn't even really matter because nothing really happened. Nothing happened," she said, shaking her head.

"Stephanie, you know that nothing make have happened like that, but something did happen. He'd protect you; he'd understand if you just tell him what's going on. You know he would," Chris urged.

She sat up, "Look Chris, we're in this really good place right now, and I don't want to ruin it with him trying to go after someone who may not even care about what happened a really long time ago."

"It wasn't that long Steph...and what if he tries to ruin your happiness."

"Chris, you don't understand," she whined.

"Then help me."

"I'm pregnant."

Chris's jaw dropped and he smiled widely, pulling her into a hug, "And you didn't start the conversation with that! What kind of friend are you!"

She rolled her eyes, "Oh yeah, how about I just say, 'Hi Chris, I'm with child,' that'll work right?"

"That would've been nice."

"Hi Chris, I'm with child," she said impishly.

"Stephanie, this is great news...but it makes the situation even more volatile. You have to tell him!"

"No! Chris, respect my wishes with this one."

"Stephanie, I love you, you're my friend...I don't like this at all."

"You are not my husband, you cannot tell me what to do!"

Chris groaned, "I don't know how Hunter does it, I swear I don't know how he puts up with you for such long periods of time."

"Cause he loves me," she said coyly, giving him a smile.

Hunter walked in then and saw Stephanie smiling at Chris and him holding her hand. He walked over and kissed Stephanie on the temple as she leaned into the kiss. She smiled up at him and then looked over at Chris, giving him a look of warning. He gave her a wary look that went unnoticed by Hunter.

"Hey baby," he said.

"Hey," Stephanie answered, "I was just telling Chris the good news."

"Yeah, congratulations man," Chris said, pulling his hand away from Stephanie's to shake Hunter's hand, "And good luck too, because fatherhood, man that's got to be an even tougher job than a cage match."

"Yeah, but I imagine it's a lot less brutal," Hunter chuckled.

"Yeah, and there's less chance that at the end you'll end up in a pool of your own blood," Chris said with a laugh, "Well, I better get going, I have a match, congratulations again you too...and you know, Christopher is a really good name for a kid."

"We'll think about it," Stephanie said.

Chris left with one last lingering look to Stephanie, telling her silently to tell Hunter about what they had been talking about. She wasn't going to, he knew that, but he could at least try to get it through her thick skull that sometimes, things shouldn't be kept a secret. Hunter sat next to Stephanie and kissed her softly.

"Hey, guess who's back?"

"Yeah, I know, Chris told me."

"I can't believe your dad let him come back. I seriously hate that guy."

"I know," she nodded, "You've been enemies forever."

"Yeah, and it's really personal."

Stephanie couldn't let him know just how personal it had gotten. If Hunter found out, he would kill, she knew that he was crazy enough to do that. Chris was the only one who knew about it and that was only because he was the one to save her. For that she would be eternally grateful to him. That was partially the reason why Hunter had gotten the wrong idea about them. Because after Hunter, Chris was a close second, the second most important man in her life.

"Well, don't let him get to you."

"I won't, I have better things to think about," he said, resting his hand on her stomach, "Like a little something in there."

"Yeah," she said, "I think we should keep it just ours for a little while, savor it."

"But you told Chris."

"Oh, Chris isn't going to tell anyone, besides, he's my friend," she told him, "He gets to know these things. You can tell one person too."

"Oh good, I'm glad you're letting me tell one person," Hunter said, with an amused face, "Thank you for the concession."

"You're very welcome," she said sweetly, leaning over to kiss him again, "Now I'm really thirsty so I'm going to go get some water."

"I'll get it for you."

"Hold the favors until I can't see my feet anymore, alright?"

"Fine," he said, "I have to get ready for the show anyways."

"Yes, you do."

She got up from the couch and steadied herself after lying down before blowing a kiss to Hunter and walking out into the hallway. She hung a left and went down to where catering was. She saw Chris along the way and smiled at him before walking back to her dressing room. Before she could get there, a hand shot out from an adjoining hallway, blocking her path.

"What the hell do you want?" Stephanie said, her tone cold and unmoving, looking straight ahead.

"Stephanie, long time no see."

"Don't give me that shit."

"I thought we were friends."

"That's a silly notion that you came up with all your own and I never, ever thought of you as my friend."

"Well, I heard about you and your little husband...too bad for you that you got back together."

"My husband has and will kick your ass if you ever touch me."

"Does he know about you and your little affair?"

"Chris and I are just friends."

"Yeah right, he's your knight in shining armor right?"

She spat in his face then, "Stay away from me!"

"Oh come on Steph, I thought we were closer than this."

"No!"

"Stephanie."

"Chris, hi, I'm glad you're here."

Stephanie walked over to her friend, linking her arm through his. They started to walk away, but Stephanie refused to even look at Chris. When she did, he was staring at her, a disappointed look on her face. She scowled and turned away, not wanting to hear whatever he had to say.

"I can't save you all the time."

"I didn't need saving."

"Stephanie...this isn't just you anymore, there are two other people who are involved now."

"I know," she said quietly.

"Tell him."

"No. I will not. And if you do, I will never talk to you again."

"And if you get hurt."

"I won't."

"Stephanie..."

"Chris, trust me, Goldberg will not be a problem."

"Fine, do what you want Stephanie, but Hunter will find out, and he will be hurt."

"Chris."

"Do you want to lose him again?"

Stephanie looked at him and then back where Goldberg stood against the wall, watching her with his arms crossed. She thought back to that night. It had been a Pay-Per-View, and she had been one of the last people in the arena and he had barged into her office spouting off nonsense about her father. She had ordered him to leave, but he hadn't, instead grabbing her and lifting her out of her seat to yell in her face. That's where it started, but that's not where it end. It ended with her being pinned against the wall and him fumbling with her blouse. That's where Chris had come in to ask her if she wanted to catch a bite to eat.

He had saved her then, giving Goldberg a nice black eye. Stephanie had sobbed that night, but not a single night afterwards because she wouldn't let herself. Chris knew and that was it. She had then poisoned her father against acquiring Goldberg, ending up in his leaving at her father's behest. But now he was back, and how he had gotten back, she didn't want to know, but he was here now.

And Hunter would never find out what happened.