Chapter 5

Author's Note: Thanks again everyone! There's going to be a few surprises in this chapter, and even more in the chapters to come… So, let's get started, shall we? .

Seany wasn't as timid and reluctant to enter the arena in Louisville, Kentucky. She actually almost had to open it with her shoe because her hands were full. She smiled at the man who came to help her. "Thanks," she said, in a peppy tone. She hadn't really been bothered by anything that day, considering that she slept on the plane ride and in the limo.

Shawn hadn't been as tough and surprised with her as she thought he would have been. Maybe things really were different than when she was in high school. God, back then she would have been lucky to have a guy talk to her after they found out who her father was.

He really didn't care so much after she had explained that they were just friends, and Seany at the moment didn't plan on getting with him; or anyone else for that matter. She was also given some freedom, like only having to keep in touch with him every once in a while. She could finally have a life.

"Hey you guys." She said in the same manner as she did before, putting all of her stuff down; which included her purse; her jacket that she didn't think she'd need because it was warm; and a bag that you would put someone's unopened birthday present.

John noted the bag and leaned over to look inside. There was something wrapped in colorful yellow paper. He checked the tag, raising his eyebrows at Jericho's name. "What's this?" He asked, jerking his hand back when Seany swatted it away.

"It's a present for putting up with me yesterday," She answered, picking up the bag and putting on the table that was on the other side of her; away from him.

"We had to put up with you yesterday too, for almost 3 whole hours." John protested, staring at the bag as if he were tearing it to pieces so he could look inside. Dave snorted as if he was going to laugh but stopped himself. John continued to glare at the present. "What did you get him?"

"You'll find out when he does, 'cause I got you guys the same thing." She answered, sitting down between him and table. RAW wasn't on TV that night, but they still had it wired so that they could see what was going on in the ring. "He's cute." She said aloud about Christian, whom was just then entering the ring.

John looked like he almost choked on one of the crackers he had stolen from MNM's private salad bar. "Christian?" He asked through the mouthful of whole wheat, successfully getting the point across.

"Yeah, he looks so adorable, like a little baby duck or bunny." She responded, not looking away from the TV to reply to his question.

"God, now I'm jealous." Jericho said as he arrived, catching parts of the earlier conversation. He stood on the other side of John, not yet noticing the present on the table.

Dave laughed a little. "Don't be; you just don't look like Daffy Duck or Bugs Bunny. I'm sure some women appreciate that." He said, also taking a quick glance at the TV.

"And at least you got a present from her." John muttered in a fake jealous tone, nodding his head towards the yellow bag.

"Don't worry fellas, Miss Michaels insisted that I bring these," A back stage hand said, carefully putting 3 other bags on the table. They were green, pink, and blue, all decorated the way that she had decorated Jericho's.

"Why thank you Mr. Riley," John said in a slight English accent. "Good 'ol chap, I knew we could always count on you."

"You're most certainly welcome," The man said, then walked off. Seany raised an eyebrow and tried hard not to laugh. John shook his head and sighed.

"3 months backstage and he still doesn't understand that it's not a European law firm." He muttered, and Seany giggled quietly. Chris eyed the color bags.

"So, when can we open them?" He asked, not moving towards his yet, but in the position to go for it when she gave him the word.

She shrugged. "Now I guess." Chris ran over to the table and John jumped out of his chair, as if it were a race to find theirs first. Of course; Jericho already knew which one was his, but that didn't stop John from picking it up and checking the name tag. He threw it to Chris like it was a game of hot potato.

Dave was the only one who didn't move at the speed of light to find his present. And what do you know; he found his before John did. "Blue?" He asked, turning it over.

"You didn't get yellow," Chris said, sitting down where John had before to open his. He pulled out a cream-colored stuffed bunny dressed in a blue botton up shirt and jeans. Turning it over he his pushed its paw. "Assclown." It said in a high-pitched voice. "That's just- awesome." He said, pushing its paw over and over again.

"Dude, why'd I get the pink bag?" John asked, literally ripping his bag in half to get to his pink wrapped bear. It was a slightly lighter color than Jericho's and was dressed like John was- a black sun visor, a mini chain-gang t-shirt, jean shorts, black tennis shoes, and tiny chain-gang wrist bands. He noticed Chris's rabbit and pushed his bear's paw. "I'm going to kill you John. I'm going to kill you John." It said in a high voice, as if it were a little girl's on a cartoon. He just blinked and pressed it again. "I hate you Seany."

She laughed slightly and watched Dave open his. It was a light chocolate colored bear dressed in a dark grey suit with sunglasses. He had already figured out the paw action-thing, and pressed its paw. "I'm going to kick your ass." It said in the same high-pitched voice as John's and Jericho's had. He laughed and pushed it again.

That left one bag on the table, the green one. John peered at it as he did Jericho's, and Seany slapped his arm when he reached for that one too. "Who's that for- Christian?" He asked, mocking her in a playful tone.

"No, my dad. He is the one that brought me out here you know." She said, pushing it back on the table so it was against the wall. Nobody looked at it again- they were all too busy making a chorus out of their bear's voices.

"Aw, how sweet of you." Seany turned to see the Amy woman that she had met a couple days before. Seany tried to fake a smile the best that she could. "As you all know, Miss Michaels is traveling with her father and got to meet all of you," Here she glared at all of them instead of focusing on Seany. She opened a paper lunch bag that she had with her. "So I've cleared it with Mr. Bischoff that I bring my nephew along. His name's Jesse."

Seany's smile disappeared and she turned slightly pale. The smell of that lunch was horrible- enough to make her want to gag. "His- Jesse who? How long?" She asked, doing her best to form words.

Amy smiled the smile that people have seen a million times- the one that the villain gives in movies when he knows he can't be stopped. "Why, Jesse Wilson. He's around here somewhere, but I told him that you guys," She singled out Dave, John, and Chris, "Would be happy to meet him and let him, hang out with you. And I imagine that he'll stay as long as he likes." She turned and left, leaving them in their own silence.

"God I feel sick." Seany muttered, leaning forwards to relax her stomach. She knew it was because of the element of surprise, but she still couldn't get it to leave.

"What's wrong? Are you going into labor?" Chris asked in a fake panic tone, gently rubbing her back to comfort her. "Don't worry about it, he can't do anything. Dave and his bear will kick his ass." Seany laughed slightly, but the feeling was still there.

"I'll take care of her," Seany sat up slowly and caught sight of Demi on the other side of Dave. "I have a medical license too; I just like hair and makeup better." She explained, helping Seany to her feet.

"Bischoff, we're coming in," Demi called from outside his door, opening it to find the man at his desk, writing on a form. He grunted a hello and kept working. Seany followed her in and sat down on the couch, some of the color returning to her face.

Demi kneeled down so that she was in front of her. "How have you been feeling lately- for the past week or so?" She asked, not moving. Seany scooted back to get a little more comfortable.

"I've been tired a lot lately; a little sick at times." She confessed, rubbing her stomach gently. Demi nodded, taking notes in her mind.

"What about your sense of smell?"

"Oh, God, yesterday at the movies with Chris, this guy there had on the worst cologne… And that Amy woman's lunch was just," She paused and winced. "It was so disgusting. I wanted to puke."

Demi nodded once more, racking up the list in her head. "Does your stomach ever hurt?" Seany raised an eyebrow, wondering at what she was getting at. Maybe Demi thought she had cancer or something.

"Yeah, earlier when I was leaning over." She rolled her eyes. "Then Chris, that idiot, asked me if I was going into labor, and did that set off an alarm in my head." Demi nodded once more and stood up.

Eric groaned. "For god-sakes woman, figure out what's wrong with her and be done, I have a lot of work to do." Demi glared at him, and leaned over to Seany so that only they could hear.

"Seany, I think you might be-"

"Sick? I know, I've been feeling down for the past we-"

"No, be-"

"Infected with a virus? I know, I hate those, they're so-"

"Pregnant." Demi finished, not giving her a chance to interrupt again. Seany's face went blank and it turned slightly pale again with surprise. She shook her head after a few minutes.

"No," She said softly. "No, that can't be- I haven't slept with anyone for about 5-"

"Weeks, that's how far along it takes for it to take affect and your hormones to rise and such." She kneeled down once more, but only so that they were at eye-level with each other. "Look, I could be wrong, so take a test." She said quietly, and by the way Eric acted, he hadn't heard anything anyways. Seany nodded numbly. "It's ok." Demi added, hugging her gently.

Seany didn't say anything when she returned to the guys, but rather plopped down in her seat and rested her head on Chris's shoulder. No one else was around but him, and she wondered where John and Dave had gone. 'Probably a match.' She thought to herself.

She wrapped her arms around his, not hitting on him or anything; but just trying to be close to someone, to get comfort. She knew Demi was wrong- she had to be. There was no way she was pregnant with Jesse's child- or anyone else's for that matter.

Chris looked over at her and noticed how silent and still she had been since she had gotten back. "You ok?" He asked quietly, lifting his arm up and pulling her closer so he could hold her. He could tell something was wrong- a woman isn't happy and excited one minute and then depressed and upset the next without something happening.

"Yeah, I just," She stopped, not exactly wanting to explain what happened. She really didn't want to tell anyone. Somehow she knew that Demi wouldn't tell- she was kind person, someone who understands.

"You wanna go home?" He asked, and she nodded. He smiled and played with her hair as if he was going to mess it up.

She smiled weakly and sat up straight, sighing. "Can we go to the drugstore though- before we go back to the hotel?"

Back at the hotel..

It had been 2 hours since they left, and Seany was sitting on the bed staring at the box of the home pregnancy test. It hadn't been too hard to buy it without Chris noticing. He had stayed in the car to wait for her, while she bought a box of aspirin and icy hot patches to put in the bag, while she stuck the test in her purse (after buying it, it's not like she's a thief: P).

So here she sat, everyone in their rooms, her father downstairs; probably sleeping in the breakfast room, because he could tell that she needed time alone. Now that she had all the time to think about it, she really didn't know if she was pregnant or not; which, to tell the truth, frightened her like nothing had before.

She sighed and stood up, walking over to the window. She opened it and pulled away the curtains, letting the sounds of the city underneath her creep into the room. Dogs, cars, and the sounds of people shouting somehow helped calm her. It was like she was focusing on someone else's life; other than her own. She didn't have to worry about Jesse when she could think about the man crossing the street; or she couldn't get stressed over if she was pregnant or not when she was focusing on the dog in the alley.

Seany finally forced herself away from the window and over to the box. Carefully she opened it and read the directions, each second the knot in her stomach getting bigger and tighter. By the time she went into the bathroom to take it, she felt like she would either die or pass out by the time she was done.

The five minutes wait to get the results seemed like an eternity. 'So this is hell…" She thought, and even in her mind she was quiet. She had left the door cracked after she realized that Shawn had forgotten his card key, so the soft sound of people talking and sleeping combined with the sounds from outside her window gave her mind something to 'chew on' while she waited. It was just her luck that something like this had to happen to her. Even if she wasn't pregnant; which she prayed for, this scare would be enough to keep her shocked for a while.

It had been six minutes, and Seany knew that the test had the result waiting for her across the room. She still preferred not to know, and was now pretty angry at herself. She had bought one of the digital readout tests, which meant that it would clearly say 'pregnant' or 'not pregnant' so she wasn't confused by the lines or anything. But now she saw her advantage to the lines, where she could just say that she wasn't- until it was obvious that she was. And that was if she was, she still had a strong disagreement with Demi's theory, but was being on the safe side.

Slowly, step by step, she forced herself over to the test. She had thought that she had felt her heart leap out of her chest before, but these moments took the cake. 'If someone ever asks me what my most stressed out, nervous wreck, asshole of a day was', she thought, picking up the test with closed eyes. 'This is it. This day is the biggest assclown of them all.' She smiled to herself, glad that she had used her newfound term.

Then it all happened in a split second. She forced her eyes open and read the results, then screamed.

Author's Note: Hmm… I've been thinking about this chapter for a LONG time (2 days .). Just when you think you know the results, I promise they'll be different. In the next chapter: the results! I'll put up the chapter some time tonight or tomorrow morning. Read and Review! (I also tried to make it long… It wasn't too hard, but I need to know if it was too short again for some people)