Chapter 11

A/N: Hi again! I'm sorry the last chapter was late… And this one took SO super long, so sorry 'bout that . I did finish this chapter but I didn't exactly like how it turned out, so I decided to rewrite it nearer to the end. Sorry! Hope you enjoy!

Slight spoiler: this one might be a little boring, but I promise there's going to be surprises!

Disclaimer: Yeah, I don't own anything except for Seany, that evil woman, and Demi.

Oh and I own Jesse too.

"Hello Eric!" Seany was in a bright mood, and was planning on keeping it that way. She, John, and Chris had just arrived in Greensboro, NC for their RAW return. The General Manager turned around at the sound of his name, the usual proud and quizzical look on his face once more.

"Ms. Michaels- I see you've returned? Where exactly is your father?" Bischoff asked, raising an eyebrow. Seany couldn't imagine what it was like for Eric to have to compromise with Shawn leaving suddenly; and was hoping that he wouldn't take it out on her in any way.

"I have no clue; last I heard it was San Antonio." Seany replied trying to sound as confused and slightly frustrated as he was. It had to be hell for them to make the show work without Shawn's main event. What could he be doing?

"Well, he'd better get his ass in gear." Eric added strictly, as if giving him a warning through her. Seany hadn't spoken to her father since he had informed her of his departure; and was somewhat worried about him. The only part of her that kept her whole from falling apart was the fact that Shawn knew good and well how to take care of himself. She knew he would turn out ok.

"Yes sir," Seany replied, in a soldier-like response. It wouldn't do any good for Seany to tell him the next time he called; and she knew it. Shawn didn't care what Eric or any off his higher ups thought- and as much as Seany hated to admit it, when it came down to it; she didn't think that he really would die for anyone but himself- but how Seany looked at it, just about everyone was like that.

Proof positive- who would leave their daughter with two men whom they didn't trust? Exactly how many times had John or Chris hit on Seany, in front of and away from Shawn? Of course he knew about it… Yet he still left her stranded with the two that night at the hotel; and she still was. But now she was actually starting to get fond of being stuck with them.

"Hey baby girl." John gently flicked Seany's ear, snapping Seany out of the thoughts of what her 'father' might be doing at the moment. Eric had been arching an eyebrow, but it had taken her over 3 minutes to realize that the man was still there. Bischoff shook his head and walked away, most likely getting ready for his screen appearance that night.

"What's up?" Seany asked, smiling broadly at John. He shrugged, wearing a white and blue Carolina Panther's jersey.

"Nothin' much… Where's Chris-2-J?" John asked in a response, looking around the woman in front of her. It was Seany's turn to shrug; and she really didn't know where he was. But, like Shawn, Seany knew that he would be ok. Most of the time.

"Oh Shit… What happened to you?" John asked, now seeming somewhat concerned about someone behind Seany. Subconsciously she turned around, finding Chris looked particularly stressed and surprised about something.

"Nothing, nothing I'm fine."

His voice was clearly laced with lies, and John and Seany both simultaneously picked up on it. Seany was sympathetic, and didn't really want to ask him what was going on. She knew he would tell her in time. John wasn't as patient; or had as much of a clue.

"Liar- what happened?" John persuaded, moving slightly closer to Seany so that he could talk to them both. Like always, he had his championship belt on his shoulder, the spinner slowly rotating around it from his movements.

Then Seany noticed a paper in Jericho's left hand, which was resting by his side. It was a pale yellow, and once again drew her curiosity. Screw his privacy now.

"The hell happened?" She asked, grabbing his wrist and reaching for her point of curiosity. He pulled away, breaking her grasp and backing up a step.

"Really, it's nothing- John, Eric wants to talk to you." Chris informed him as he sat down, putting his hands and the paper behind his head as he leaned against the concrete wall.

"Whatever." The Dr. walked away, leaving Seany and Chris alone. Sort of. There were the make-up artists and the other superstars that were bustling at the ends of the halls, but they were out of earshot for the most part. Chris sighed and dropped his arms at his sides once more; opening his eyes to look and make sure that the paper was face down.

Seany sat down beside him, resting her chin on his shoulder and wrapping an arm around his. "What happened?" She asked gently, tracing a couple of letters on his short sleeve with her index finger. "You know this is going to eat me up inside until I find out," She added, trying to burn the back of the paper with her eyes- of course being unsuccessful.

"I can't-" Jericho turned his head to look at her. "I just; can't. You won't take it good." He informed her, turning back to leaning the back of his head against the wall.

"You don't know that," Seany replied, although she knew that he did. She had known the two for almost 2 months now; not a long time, but think of all the hours all three of them had spent together… They practically knew each other's next moves. Wait- that would be for normal people. Neither of the 3 was normal; by a very long shot.

"Fine. We're leaving on Wednesday."

Seany, if you hadn't figured out yet, is just about the only brunette with blonde roots. Sometimes Chris and John would even wonder if there were wheels in her head, if she had ever had the marbles that she had 'lost'; and if the screw that was supposedly 'loose' had ever been installed.

"Why? I thought the next RAW was on Saturday."

"I don't know; ask Dave when our next show will be."

This is where Seany is different- she couldn't get the most simple thing that he had explained, but the complex hint that he had just given her flicked a switch in Seany's brain. A switch that had never been there.

"Are you serious? You're drafted? I'm coming too!" Seany exclaimed, pulling her head up to look at him. "That's awesome! We'll be with Dave, and then I can meet Teddy, and-" She stopped herself. "John." She merely stated, dropping her gaze. She couldn't believe it, but she was already missing him. John really was the fun and the life of their lives- without him it would be boring. I mean, who gets a kick out of being pregnant with a hot superstar's baby and getting to live in a mansion?

But John's personality didn't ever suggest that he was rich, or even famous- and that's what Seany loved him for.

"No, John's being drafted too- the writers thought it'd be great drama if the arch enemies got drafted together." Chris corrected her softly, making sure that no one else heard. "But we do have a problem. Actually, two problems." He took another deep breath, looking down at her. "Your dad. And I got a call."

Seany raised an eyebrow, but understood what he meant. Shawn was on RAW… And Chris and John would be on SmackDown. It was obvious where her loyalty lied, but she didn't know how to tell her dad that she was leaving… Then that brought up the pregnancy thought about telling Shawn. The poor man had been left out of a lot lately…

Seany had meant to tell her father first; but then John had found out. It wasn't really a big deal about who knew… But Seany didn't want certain people to know about it yet. It was obvious if you knew Seany's past who the father was, but it would be easy to deceive her father and other people. But it will have to wait before Seany could gloat to Jesse about it.

"Your dad called me." Chris finally told her what he knew would be confusing and hurtful for her to hear. He knew how it was not to have a father involved in his life, which was one of the reasons why he was doing what he was for the woman next to him. "He's coming to NC tomorrow- and I think it'll probably be the best time to catch up on things."

Though Seany knew that he was right, it was hard to admit that it was due time that she told him; especially if she would be leaving with Chris and John to go to SmackDown. "Ok, I'll go with it." She agreed reluctantly, just then noticing how the show had already started. "You'd better get ready," She told him, nodding towards the screen without much enthusiasm. She didn't hate the business; she just wasn't too excited about breaking the news to her father the following day.

"Right… Eric's across the hall." Chris informed her once more as if she needed the manager for safety. "I have no clue why John's not out yet… But I'll be back in a bit; I'm gonna check on 'em." He smiled halfheartedly and got up, leaving her quicker than he had meant to.

After a few moments, Seany did get curious as to what John was doing. The only thing that stopped her from bursting into Bischoff's office was the idea of the camera crew filming live in the room. She was sure that Eric would be delighted that she burst in during the middle of his show.

With a dull sigh Seany turned her head, leaning it against the concrete and looking down towards the end of the hall. She flinched slightly when a door shut loudly, forcing her to look in its direction. A giddy John emerged, carrying the same yellow paper in his hands.

"Sean, you'll never guess what."

"Lemme try. You got drafted." She replied sarcastically, raising an eyebrow. John looked down at the paper and then back up at her.

"Damn, you are good." He made his way to her other side, plopping down beside her on the bench. "Why aren't you watching this? It's good, I promise." He reached over and grabbed the remote that was beside her on the table. It only had a power button and the volume control- John pushing the power button and turning up the sound as soon as the image on the screen across from them began to focus.

"Because it's stupid." She replied plainly, shrugging. John rolled his eyes, turning down the volume.

"Got any plans for this weekend?" He asked, turning his head to face her.

"Not more than you do. Which is meeting my dad for dinner tomorrow to tell him I'm pregnant and that I'm leaving him to live with y'all."

"Oh, so I should put being murdered to my list?" John joked, but wasn't that enthusiastic. "I'm looking forward to it."

The next morning…

"Oh my god." Seany gasped, sitting at the table as she ate her Special K cereal. John and Chris both almost jumped, afraid that something was wrong.

"What? What's wrong?" Chris asked, appearing at the opposite side of the counter.

"We're going to see my dad."

"In about 2 hours, man." John added, and Chris and Seany glared at him. Seany sighed.

"Right. I need to go and dress as innocent as I can." She smiled weakly, winking once at both of them and promptly leaving the table.

30 minutes later…

As Seany got out of the shower, she couldn't help but look down at her lower stomach. From what she could tell, it hadn't changed yet. Yet when she pushed on it slightly, she could feel how tight it was becoming. She knew it wouldn't be long before it would be obvious she was pregnant; but she couldn't wait. She really was excited to be a mom.

She did take a 20 minute shower. She would always take forever to take showers- she just loved the warm water; and at her new home they had jets that almost felt as if she was being given a massage. Pulling a towel tightly around her body, she flipped her head over and wrapped her dark chocolate hair in the soft towel. When she looked back up, she noticed a few sticky notes stuck to the mirror.

Seany wasn't all that surprised, although she wasn't expecting to find them. They were just cute little notes that Chris had left her- probably while she was in the shower. Who knew that he even had a sensitive side? She smiled at the sticky notes; and noticing her reflection in the mirror, she broadened her smile. It was just like her father would like it.

Walking around, she picked out a few of the last pieces of clothes that weren't revealing or suggestive. That would all change soon- she wouldn't exactly look the best in a belly shirt when she was 9 months pregnant.

"Hey Sean," Chris called from her bedroom door, causing Seany to snap out of her thoughts.

"Yeah?" She replied, crouching down carefully to get out her makeup. "What's up?"

"It's Napoleon- he wanted to be in here."

"Ok." Seany answered, leaning over in the mirror as she began to make her face over. It wasn't anything new- Napoleon was her baby boy; following her everywhere she went. Often Chris or John would come into her room complaining of his yowling and whining- but once Napoleon was cuddling with her in the bed, Seany never noticed any of those symptoms.

As she finished the bottom layer of her makeup; the portion that wouldn't be messed up by her putting on her clothes, she walked into the other room to find the kitten. "Hey sweetheart- what are you doing?" She asked, picking him up gently and holding him against his chest. "What's this? Did daddy buy you a collar?" Seany asked, looping her finger underneath the new blue collar that was on his neck.

Napoleon purred, rubbing his head against the base of her neck. "Lemme see," Seany whispered, unknowingly already using a mother-like voice. She twisted around the collar to see all of its angles, until coming to a stop where his pet tags would go. Then she let out a very surprised gasp.

There, on the small silver hoop, was a diamond ring.

A/N: I know! Surprises! But I didn't say what kind of ring, now did I? Let's just hope everyone's little intuition works… You'll find out in the next chapter! Which'll probably be in a couple of days.