Angel's Lullaby

A Connection where there was no Connection Before

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Trish jerked her head up, hearing light knocking on the door. John stood in the doorway, holding a stack of magazines and a bag from Taco Bell.

"Want some company?" John asked. Slowly, Trish nodded. Then, she cleared her throat and began to speak.

"Depends," she murmured.

"On?" John asked, sensing she was joking.

"What's in the Taco Hell bag," she said. John chuckled.

"Two bean burritos and a mexican pizza," he replied. Her eyes lit up, realizing he had remembered how badly she had been craving Taco Bell.

"You remembered," she said, stunned. John had seemed so distant. She had been sure he had been unsure about going through with the surrogate pregnancy.

"Why wouldn't I?" John remarked, sitting beside her bed. She sighed, deciding to tell him what had been bothering her.

"You seem so distant," she murmured. "Randy's always feeling the baby kick. He's always being attentive. Why?"

"I'm afraid," John admitted, reaching out to touch her hand. "Am I ready for this? Am I going to be a good dad? Will I screw up this innocent little girl's life?" Trish gripped his hand, squeezing it tightly.

"Everyone has doubts. Randy's scared out of his mind. He doesn't want to be like his father. He doesn't know how her peers are going to react to the idea of her having gay fathers. He doesn't know how he's going to react in twenty years if she comes to him and says 'Dad, I'm a lesbian'. My point is that he's as unsure as you,"

"I know. I wish he would talk to me more. Everytime I try to talk to him, he clams up and refuses to speak," John said. "I love Randy to pieces and we're very close, but sometimes, I wish I could be as close to him as you are,"

"Sweetie, Randy is crazy about you. You're practically the only thing he talks about," Trish declared, grinning. "Have you made any preparations for the little princess?"

"We've chosen the Nursery theme. Rand's up at the house right now, overseeing the painting. The walls are pale pink with this really cute dark pink flowered border with adorable snails." John explained. "Would you like to see a picture?"

"Of course. I have to see where Little Princess is going to sleep," Trish giggled, nibbling a burrito. John pulled a folded piece of paper out of his pocket. Trish giggled. The nursery was perfect for a little girl.

"May I feel her kick?" John murmured. Trish slowly nodded. Slowly, he manuevered his hand over to her belly. A grin crossed his face, the baby kicking and kicking his palm.

"I know you and Rand will make great parents to ...Meegan," The name DID NOT seem natural to her. In fact, it seemed all wrong. She had gotten to know the child within, and she knew the name was all wrong.

"Why are you calling her Meegan?" John asked, grinning slyly. Trish double-took. What was he talking about? Had he gone mad? How could he have forgotten his own daughter's name? Was John more distant than she had originally thought?

"Um, isn't that her name?" Trish murmured, trying to figure out how she could call Randy to let him know his boyfriend had gone slightly crazy.

"Of course not! Her name is Rhiannon Keith, if Randy still wants it to be. If he doesn't want to use that name, I have a very similiar name I know he'll love, Ryleigh Keith," John said. Trish's eyes grew wide. He liked the name Rhiannon? Why had he convinced Randy that he had wanted to use Meegan?

"Alright, Cena,"

"Cena-Orton," John pointed out.

"Fine, alright, Cena-ORTON, spill it," Trish said, wanting to know exactly what was wrong. She had a good idea of what was bothering him, but she wanted him to say it.

"I'm afraid you're going to change your mind or that something's going to go wrong with the baby," John blurted out. Trish nodded. She had known all along that that was what John's problem had been.

"Honey, there are times when I wake up to Little Princess doing moonsaults, and I think 'There's no way I'm giving this baby up'. Then, Randy walks in, showers my belly with love and attention and I think 'How could I hurt this man? He loves this baby more than almost anyone excluding me and John'. Point is even if I wanted to, I wouldn't hurt you like that." Trish said. "Secondly, only one person controls life and death, don't be afraid to bond and fall in love just because of what MIGHT happen,"

"I see," John stooped over the bed, and hugged Trish. She seemed surprised. Then, she realized he was thanking her. She had helped him a little more on the road to fatherhood.

"Don't tell Randy, but there's every chance she'll be here late next week," Trish said. His eyes widened, his face turned white. Had he heard her correctly?

"What did you say?" he asked, wanting clarification.

"I said 'There's every chance Little Princess is gracing us with her presence late next week. Doctor's worried she's going to be too big for a vaginal delivery. She's at six pounds, when for her gestational age of thirty-five weeks, she's only supposed to weigh about five pounds. If she continues growing at this rate, doctor's going to do a c-section next Friday. That is ONLY if she hits an estimated seven pounds. She may be in the NICU for a few days, but the doctor says it's a small price to pay to ensure a SAFE delivery," Trish explained. John gasped, realizing what next Friday's date was.

"If you have a c-section, the baby's going to enter on Randy's twenty-fifth birthday!" John exclaimed, unable to believe what he had just heard.

"Then, almost three weeks later, you turn twenty-eight," Trish said. She yawned. John, sensing she was tired, stood up.

"Have a nice nap," John murmured, kissing her cheek. Trish yawned again. "Remember, as far as Randy knows, she's Meegan. Don't tell him about my actually liking the name, Rhiannon. I want to tell him myself,"

"Of course," Trish murmured. "John?"

"Yes?"

"Would you stay with me until I fell asleep?"

"Of course, Sweetie,"

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The countdown to Baby officially begins this chapter! Will the baby be born on Randy's birthday? Will John get over his anxiety? Stay tuned to find out.

On another note, if you want to see the nursery design, copy and paste this link. It will lead you to amazon where the nursery image should pop up. http/g-images. (Simply EXHAUSTED at 3:18 AM)

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