Love Conquers Fear

Author: Mel

Disclaimer: Same as before; I am poor and own nothing and I owe the US government lots of money!

"Huh," he said in a dumbfounded Joey from "Friends" kind of way. "Umm are you sure?"

"I don't know. That's why I have been scared. I don't know and I was afraid of how you would react. I was afraid you wouldn't want me or the baby. And I've been so sick. I just…"

She was cut off my his mouth descending down upon hers in a soul searing kiss that she gladly returned. Eventually when the need to breathe became too great they broke apart; they rested their foreheads against each other, blue and hazel eyes connecting.

"I love you," he blurted out before he could think the better of it.

He was completely surprised as he heard her reply.

"I love you, too. I didn't want to, but I do."

"I was hoping you'd say that. I knew before I asked you out I wanted to marry you and have a dozen children with you. Even if you're not pregnant, I love you. Amy I want to marry you."
Amy was at a loss for words at Randy's heartfelt confession.

She couldn't believe she said the next words that came out of her mouth. She would later tell friends, family and children that the next few moments were the best of her life. The words were out of her mouth before she could even think or regret them.

"Yes, Randy, I'll marry you. I never thought I'd say those words to anyone especially after Matt and to you. Especially someone like you, the Playboy of the WWE, but yes I'll marry you."
"You're completely sure? I want to marry you but I don't want you to think I am pressuring you."
"Yes, I am sure. I said yes and I meant yes."
"Wow, I just asked someone to marry me. I think I need to faint." He said to make her smile. "Haha, very funny."
They kissed briefly.

"Don't we make an odd couple? I mean I am the extreme diva, the punk rock princess. And you're well the "Legend Killing" play boy who every girl wants. I mean I am older than you. Is that okay with you? I mean obviously a little late for this discussion but yeah. How's this going to work? We are different."

"Amy, hush. We had the age discussion while I was pursuing you. Remember?" He said as he reached down and kissed her. "Now let's see what did I say then? Oh yeah. I don't care that you're five years older than me, old lady. Just kidding. Damn girl you're vicious when you're insulted." He said as he was interrupted by her smacking him on the back of the head. He then continued. "Back to age. I don't care. I mean hell sometimes you act younger than me and that is saying a lot. Besides age really doesn't matter; it's a number, it's a state of mind. For one thing my parents are going to love you, most especially if you're going to give them a grand child to spoil. But they will simply love you because I do and because you make me happy. And everyone else? Well they don't matter. I mean who cares if we have differences; we also have similarities. Why don't you just quit worrying so much and just enjoy the moment? The rest will work itself out, baby, okay?"

He kissed her again.

"Okay, you're right."

"I know I am; I'm always right."
"Geez, you're not arrogant or cocky at all."

"I'm just self-confident and assured."

They began to kiss again and as it grew quite heavy Amy pulled back and looked at the clock.

"Oh shit, we have to go. I have a meeting with the company doctor at 12:30."

"So?"

"Well it's 11:30 now."
"So?"

"Randy."
"Okay. Do you still want to go to the drugstore?"

"No the doctor can just run a blood test and we can know for sure if I am pregnant or not, well we're pregnant or not."

"Will you still marry me even if we're not? I didn't ask you because you're pregnant or not."
"I know. And yes, I will."

"I love you, Mrs. Orton."

"I love you too, and it's Ms. Dumas to you."

They exited the hotel suite oblivious to the fact that anything in the world existed outside of them and their newly declared love. Neither one noticed the figure hiding in the dark watching them. "Amy, Amy, Amy. Don't you know you're mine? That you will always be mine."