Legend Speaking: Alright guys, it's like this: The more reviews I get, the more chapters there'll be. Cool like Carlito? Cool. Oh, and thanks to stacy orton who pointed out I can't spell Stacy Keibler's name. Turns out I've been spelling Stacy wrong, since I put an E in her name. Whops.

Oh and uh...This chapter is a sequel to the Rated R chapter and the Fight Club chapter. WOOOO.

Chapter 21...

"Stacy!" Lidia slammed the door (again), as she charged her way into her house. The house was unlikely quiet, but nothing would bother the mind of the youngest Orton right then.

A giggle was heard as she walked down the stairs, her heels clicking louder and louder as she got closer and closer. It was clearly obvious where the giggle was coming from: on the couch was a blanket sprawled on top of two people laying underneth it.

Rolling her eyes, Lidia walked over to the couch and pulled the blanket off, reciving a squeel of delight from Madison, and a very fake looking surprised look from Randy.

"Mommy, you found us!" Madison laughed as she was placed on her mother's hip. "Uncle Randy said that would be a good hiding spot..."

"Your Uncle Randy is a boy Maddy. Boys are stupid, remember?" Lidia turned her attention back to her brother, who still had that look of of surprise on his face. "Where's Stacy?"

"She's hiding behind the couch. Your suppose to find her too."

"Hey Lidia!" Stacy popped up from her spot with her famous smile on her face, but fell as soon as she saw the look Lidia was giving her. "How's it going?" she whispered, scared about what Lidia would say next.

"Oh not much...Mind if we have a little girl talk upstairs?" Bowing her head, Stacy went up the stairs, never giving Lidia a straight answer.

Handing Madison back to Randy, Lidia smiled. "We'll be a few minutes. Play some video games," she suggested as she walked to the stairs.

Stacy was already sitting at the dinning room table when Lidia came upstairs, hands on her hips. Preparing herself for the worse, the blonde leanded against the wall that was behind her, her eyes alreadys pleading forgivness.

"You told John, didn't you?" Lidia questioned, sitting on top of the counter.

"Lids, listen..."

"Stace...How could you? Is this your first time knowing someone that is pregnant? Were you so excited since you found out about your pregnancy that you just had to blurt it out? Or, even more important, does Randy know about you?"

"Not yet," Stacey mumbled, running her fingers through her blonde mane. "I'm so sorry Lidia. I honestly am. I don't know why I told John, it just came out..."

"Then I can tell Randy."

"Randy knows your pregnant, he was there when I blurted it out to John..."

"I'm not talking about me Stace." Lidia hopped down from the counter and crossed her arms in front of her stomach, putting all of her weight on one foot. Glaring at Stacy with a look that could kill, Lidia waited paciently for her answer, not caring about the stunned look the blonde had on her face.

"Did Mags tell Pat?"

"Don't change the topic Stacy. Do you have any idea how much it hurt to know that I won't be able to surprise John with the news?"

"Who cares! It's not like you guys are the perfect couple anyways! Poor Madison, always having to hear her parents argue all the time, God knows what would happen if another kid is added to the equation..."

"Leave Madison out of this, she's gone through enough shit these last few weeks."

"All you and John do is fight and fuck. It's not like it's a real relationship anyways." Lidia slapped Stacy across the face and knocked her on the floor. Climbing on her back, Lidia began pulling at Stacy's hair, making the roots streatch to their limits.

Randy and Madison ran up the stairs, just in time to see John coming in the door. Picking up the girls, the two wrestlers seperated them as Madison watched from the top of the stairs.

Wrapping an arm around Lidia's waist, John held her back, letting her kick the air, trying to attack Stacy again.

"You know nothing about my private life!" Lidia shouted at Stacy, who was being held back by Randy. "You don't know what he says to me in private, or the romantic things he does for me. You know nothing!"

"Aww, is Mommy showing Madison it's OK to fight?" Stacy challenged as she leaned in closer to Randy.

"Mommy is showing what to do with a pregnant woman when they don't shut the hell up." Randy's look of amusement dissapeared as Lidia spoke. Stacy let a tear fall from her eyes as she buried her head in Randy's shoulder, scared to look at him.

Letting his arm free of Lidia's waist, John held her hand, giving it a quick reassurence squeeze. "I think it's time for Madison to go to bed," John said loudly, making it obvious that Randy and Stacy needed time alone. Still holding hands, John and Lidia went upstairs, prepared for all over Madison's questions.

Randy guided his girlfriend over to the couch in the living room, his arm still resting against her stomach assuringly. Sitting down, his arm still rested against her stomach, his head nuzzled into the top of hers.

"Is is true?" Randy whispered, his eyes wondering off to the TV that was off.

"I was hoping to tell you in a more proper manner, but she was mad cause I blurted out that she was expecting to John..." Stacy took in a shaky breath, wanting to continue, but stopped as a new set of tears escaped from her eyes.

"Stace babe, don't cry...I'm excited to be a father," Randy tried to assure her, his hand gently rubbing her stomach. "Helping Lidia out with Madison was a great expierence for me..."

"I wasn't worried about that," Stacy admitted, cutting Randy off. "I just wanted to make it special when I told you. Make a big deal out of it, you know?"

"Well, if big announcments aren't going to be such a big deal in this house..." Randy reached into his side pocket, pulling out a black velvet box. Wrapping an arm around Stacy, she leaned into him more, inhailing his scent as she got closer.

She had an arm drapped across his stomach while one of his was hanging casually around her body; in that hand laid the ring that he bought earlier that day.

"Miss Stacy Marie Keibler...I would like you, to be my wife." Stacy looked at the ring, then at Randy, then back at the ring.

"How did you afford that?" She asked, not bothering to give an answer.

"That wasn't the answer I was hoping for..."

"Oh my God, Randy..." Placing a kiss on his lips, her smile grew. "Of course I'll marry you." Grinning, he took her hand and placed the ring on it as more tears came from her eyes. "This is..."

"No talking," Randy hushed her, placing his finger against her lips. "See, and the good thing is, is that we can't say we're getting married because you're pregnant, cause I wanted to buy the ring before Maddy went missing..."

"That's so long..." Placing another kiss on Randy's lips, Stacy climbed on top of him, stradling his waist. "I love you so much," she breathed on his lips as she kissed him again.

All Randy could do was moan.

Meanwhile...

Madison was put to bed with ease, not putting up a fight, except when the alcohol stung her ears to clean her newly pierced ears. She laid silently in her bed, falling asleep as soon as John kissed her forehead good night.

"She looks like you when she sleeps," John whispered to Lidia as they watched the four year old. "Her eyelids just lightly closed, her lips are parted just a little...She looks like you a lot." Lidia leaned against his chest more as John continued to compliment their daughter, sighing a happy sigh when he did.

Lidia laced her fingers through his and tugged him to their bedroom. A sly smile was on her face as she forced him down on the bed and she headed towards the closet, searching deep in the back for the speical item.

"You know I lied," she told him as she continued to search. John raised his eye brows, proping himself up on his elbows on the bed.

"Lied about what?"

"Being pregnant." John choked on his breath, and started to begin a coughing attack. Lidia continued to talk. "Talking to Mags and Stacy...I could just tell they were. It was too easy, the symptons were clearly there...Ha, I found it." Pulling out a garbage bag, Lidia grinned at John. "You stay there, I'm having a shower and then I'm going to get changed." Not answering, John laid back down on the bed, eager to see what Lidia had in mind.

Putting the scciors down on the counter, Lidia gave herself one last look in the mirror. She just cut her hair so it fell softly to her shoulders instead of the waist length its been for so long. She had a small nighty on, Christmas themed: A red fishnet nighty that went to mid thigh flowed nicely, with a white fluffy material around the collar. A red satin bra and matching thong was underneth, and it was topped off with a set of reindeer antlers on top of her head. Her red platforms laced up around her calf with a candy-can stripped string. 'Thank Dawn for the shoes,' she made a quick mental note.

Walking over to the CD player that was on the counter, she hit the play button.

I've been really tryin', baby

Tryin' to hold back this feelin' for so long

John laughed to himself on the bed as the sounds of Marvin Gaye filled the room.

A leg wrapped around the bathroom door, the ribbon cris crossing up her calf. Peeking her head out from the door, Lidia saw John, smiling and standing up from the bed.

"You look...awesome," he whispered, running his fingers through her hair. "This...this is nice."

"I'm glad you like it," she whispered back, kissing him softly on the lips.

John stood back so Lidia could do a twirl; he whistled when she completed the 360. "And what reindeep might you be?"

"Vixen."

"She was always my favourite." John pulled her in a strong embrace, kissing her passionatly. Lidia ran her fingers up his neck, and wrapped her arms around him for support.

We're all sensitive people

With so much to give

Understanding, sugar

Since we got to being

Let's live

I love you

With her back flushed against the wall, Lidia sighed as John began to kiss down her throat, onto the spot just above her collarbone that he knew so well. With a leg wrapped around his waist, she let her knees give out, realizing that John was holding her up anyways for support.

He caressed her bare leg with the tip of his fingernails, knowing it would drive her crazy. Her throat let out a quivering wimper as John kissed her shoulder and down her arm.

"Come here," he grunted, pulling her to his chest.

"OK Scorpion," she teased, refering to the Mortal Kombat chracter. He laughed with her as his lips captured hers again, and started directing themselves towards the bed.

There's nothing wrong with me

Lovin' you, baby no no

And givin' yourself to me could never be wrong

If the love is true, oh baby

Laying her down on the bed, John was still attacking her with his lips, kissing her every place he could, every place that she allowed him to.

"Let me..." John mumbled between kisses, "make love to you." He reached down to where her knee was and brought it closer to him, kissing the knee cap and down her leg. Untying the ribbon, he took the shoe off, chuckling to himself. "These are Dawn's," he mentioned as he took off the other one. Lidia arched her eyebrow, waiting for John to continue. "She wore them on SmackDown! one time, simmer down," he assured her, kissing her again.

Wrapping her legs around his torso, Lidia flipped him over so he was on his back and she was stradling him. She walked her fingers up his New York Mets jersery and undid the first button, then the second. She giggled as the buttons became undone and his abs were becoming into full view.

When his chest was bare, she moved to his pants, running her finger along the rim of his boxers. She moved her hips slightly back and forth, seeing if John would react.

He did.

"Lid, don't do this to me," he begged as she continued to sway on him.

"You know, when Stacy and I were fighting today, she said all we did was fight and fuck," Lidia informed him, taking off her reindeer antlers. "And personally, if all we did was the latter...I wouldn't have a problem with it." John was begining to suck his bottom lip in his mouth, trying not to show the pain he was feeling in his pants. "But sometimes..."

"Lidia, please baby," he continued to beg, his own hands starting to undo the top of his pants.

"Wait, I'm not done." She stopped his hands from doing anything else by placing her hands on top of his, still rocking on his hips. "I was thinking that maybe tonight...we could make the lie the truth..."

"Whatever you want Lidia, please..."

"Really John?" She asked, trailing her fingers up his chest. "Do you really want to have another kid?" Lidia got off of John and sat on the bed cross legged, waiting for John to answer.

"Lidia, I love you more than I love anything else in the world. Anything you wish, is my command baby, you know that. If having another kid will mean that much to you...then yes. I'll have another kid, and be a better father this time. I'll be there the whole way through. Baby, don't cry." John wiped a tear away from Lidia's cheek with his thumb, smiling at her as he did so.

She climbed off of him and laid her head on his chest, listening to him breathe. "You're too good to me," she told him, placing a kiss on his cheek.

"Uh...babe..." John looked down at his pants, then back to her, "we aren't done for the night, are we?" Smirking, Lidia climbed under the covers, snuggling closer to the blankets then she was to John.

"Of course we are, what did you think we were going to do?"