This is my first story and my mother tongue isn't English, so if there's sentences which make no sense, I'm sorry! Oh, and be gentle...

I don't own anyone except Constantine.

Prologue

My name is Constantine Irvine. I and my brother both work in WWE, in Raw; my brother, who is known in RAW as Chris Jericho is one of the superstars. I in the other hand work behind the curtains as a trainer. I started my job a week before Wrestlemania XX.

Just before I started working I found out that I was pregnant for my ex boyfriend, who had cheated me continously. I had told about that to Vince McMahon and General Manager for RAW, Eric Bischoff. They both had said that I could work as long as I felt cabable and then I would take my maternity leave.

My brother was excited when he heard that he would become uncle, although he did doubt that should I start my work before I was due. I had him convinced and so I stated my work in RAW.