A/N: Hope everyone had a Merry Christmas! I sure did, I got the Wordlife DVD, finally!!!! It's awesome, I love it! I also got the chain, which pulls off my whole look! I just realized something, John is 28 soon to be 29 now in my story! Holy cow, time flies! Well, on with the story! I only own Sara, as if y'all didn't know that already! Oh yea, in Edge's book he talks about being in a group called Thug Life before the Doctor of Thuganomics even hit puberty, and there was something else that I can't seem to recall right now! Now seriously, on with the story!

In and Out

Sara's POV:

When I woke up in the morning I was curled up against Randy, and he had his arm draped across me. I chuckled a little bit, and then shoved his arm off of me. He didn't even budge, so I got up and dashed to the bathroom. A few minutes later, I came out, and saw that it was already 9:30. The hospital visiting hours started at 10, so Randy and I needed to hustle!

"Randy get up!" I said, shaking his arm. He just groaned and rolled over.

"Randall Keith Orton get your lazy butt out of bed!" I shouted.

Randy pulled the cover over his head, and then stuck one finger out from under. That man had just flicked me off. I shook my head, and then went and got two glasses of water. I set down one of the glasses, then pulled back the cover and dumped glass #1 on Randy. He jumped up and glared at me. I smiled, and took the other glass and dumped it on his head.

"Sara, I'm up now, what was that for?" a very wet Randy asked me.

"That's for flicking me off. When John hears about that, oh boy you are in for it!" I replied, brushing out my messy hair.

"I didn't mean it, it's a habit now! I flick off anyone who tries to wake me up, honest! Please don't tell John, he'll beat my ass, even if he's got a gunshot wound!" Randy begged.

"Alright, it better not EVER happen again!" I warned. "Now get dressed, we've got to get back to the hospital, all the family should be here too. This should be interesting!"

"I'm going, I'm going." Randy replied, going into the bathroom to change. While Randy was changing, I put on a different t-shirt, and pulled on a pair of baggy sweatpants. Now, I know that we're in Florida, but that hospital is freezing. Randy emerged from the bathroom in a red and black Addidas outfit, finally looking awake. We both put our shoes on in silence, I brushed my teeth, and then we were off.

Randy's POV:

I got us to the hospital around 10:20, and Sara and I made our way up to John's room. For a 7-month pregnant chick, she still moved really fast! When we got to John's room, and was already crowded by most of his family, his dad, mom, and two of his brothers. John and his brother Sean were busy playing with a playstation 2, which I'm guessing his family brought for him.

"Yo man, what's up?" John asked from his bed.

"Not too much John. Your wife dumped water on my head this morning, but I'm over that now." I replied.

"Sara, why'd you dump water on his head?" John asked.

"He wouldn't get up! Plain and simple, you don't wake up, you get water dumped on your head!" Sara answered, leaving out the middle finger part of the story.

"Oh, that's cool." John replied. He turned back to the Madden 05 game. Sara began talking with John's mom, Carol, and I went over by John's bed and joined in the game. I'm not much of a video game guy, so I got my ass beat all over that hospital room.

We all hung out and talked in the hospital room, until I saw Jenna walk in with to people who I didn't know.

Sara's POV:

"Mom, dad, glad you came down!" I exclaimed as I hurried over and gave them both a hug.

"We're glad we came too." My mom replied, "How are you doing John?"

"I'm doing fine, I guess." John answered, smiling.

"That's great to hear. I just want to thank you, for protecting our little girl. That really says something about you."

"Thank you, that means a lot." John relied, as I sat down on the bed next to him. I saw Jenna and Randy hugging, and then everyone started talking. John gave up his controller, and put his arm around me. I leaned my head on his chest, and fell asleep listening to him talk.

John's POV:

I looked down and saw that Sara had drifted off to sleep. Everyone was still talking, and then they realized that Sara was sleeping too.

"Aw now isn't that adorable!" my mom cooed.

"It's priceless!" Sara's mom added.

"Son, you wouldn't mind if we all went and got something to eat, would ya?" my dad asked.

"No, go ahead." I replied.

"Should we wake Sara up?" Jenna asked.

"Let her sleep, she'll be fine here." I answered. They all said bye, and told me that they'd be back. Finally, some peace and quiet.

A Month Later:

I was finally getting out of the hospital, and just two weeks before my 29th birthday. According to Sara, our house was ready to be lived in, since the families, and wrestling buddies had moved and arranged all the furniture. I had wanted to be the one to do that, but oh well, I guess I'll live. My gunshot wound, (I never thought that a guy from West Newbury MA would ever be talking about his gunshot wound,) had healed up pretty good. I would be out of the ring for a few more months though. I had been told by my doctor to keep all activity to a minimum, and basically I could lie around the house all day doing nothing. That's not cool when you always have to be doing something.

Yesterday, I decided to go walk around the hospital, wearing just my hospital gown. Yea, my butt was exposed! It was pretty fun, and I think I saw a few women faint! I also stopped in the kid's ward of the hospital and decided to sign some autographs! That was an experience that I won't forget. Poor Sara was getting hounded by the press about why I was in the hospital, and there was rumors flying around like crazy. My favorite was the one that said Sara was in a gang, and I got involved in a street fight with one of her homies. Yea RIGHT!! We finally told them all the truth, and it had pretty much died down now.

"Baby, you ready to go now?" Sara asked me, standing in the doorway.

"You have no idea how bad I want out of this hospital!" I replied, getting up. I had changed into my clothes, and was ready to jet.

"Alright, let's go. I got your discharge papers, you are officially out of the hospital." She told me. I got up, and grabbed Sara's hand as we walked out of the hospital.

"I'm not setting foot in that place ever again!" I said, getting into the car.

"That's a nice thought, but in a month you will have no choice." Sara added. That's right, in one month we would be in the hospital, in the obstetrics ward.

"Oh yea, I guess I'll make an exception!" I replied.

"You better make an exception John." Sara said, turning on the radio. Ten minutes later, we were parked in the driveway of our new house. Randy and Jenna were sitting on the porch, and jumped up when they saw us.

We both got out of the car, and I walked up to the door.

"Welcome home John!" Randy and Jenna said in unison.

"Thanks guys, it's good to be home." I replied. I turned and saw Sara still standing by the car, with a weird look on her face.

"Hey baby, you alright?" I asked, walking back towards her.

"Uh, yea. Just a small pain in my stomach. It's probably nothing." Sara answered.

"You sure?" I asked her once again.

"Yea, I'm fine." She responded again.

"Ok, let's go in the house." I suggested.

"That's sounds like a… ouch…plan." Sara hissed in pain as she clutched her stomach.

"Sara, you are not ok. What's wrong?" I asked, as she leaned against me.

"I think that we should go back to the hospital. This baby seems to want to get here early." Sara replied, as tears welled up in her eyes.

"Ok, Randy, Jenna, we've got to go back to the hospital." I shouted.

"Why, are you ok?" Randy asked.

"I'm fine, it's Sara. She might be in labor!" I told them. Well, I guess that I'll be back in that hospital sooner than I thought!

A/N: Hope y'all enjoyed! Let me know in a REVIEW!!!!!! Peace out everyone!