Chapter 2

Evening went well, I gave mostly icepacks and plastered some cuts.

Trish and Chris were waiting me after the show and I got with them to our hotel. When were were driving out of the parking place, Chris asked me.

"Tinnie, have you told Trish about your condition?"

"No, I thought that you would have."

My brother glanced at me through front mirror.

"Condition?" Trish asked.

"Yeah. Maybe it's best to let you know now, it will be visible in few months. I am pregnant." I said.

"Really! Congrats! Chris must be excited!" Trish called glancing at my brother.

"Yeah, he doesn't speak much about anything else that I'll get a boy. Although I thing that it is a girl." I answered and continued. "Trish, you could tell to other divas, it would be good to let them know. I'm sure that Chris will tell the others."

I glanced at my brother amused.

"Are you saying that I gossip?" My brother asked.

"Chris, I love you, you are my brother, but sometimes you speak too much. And by the way, you told Adam." I answered.

"But he's only one who knows. Yeah and Jay." Chris said.

"Why am I not suprised? Not to anyone else?" I asked.

"I haven't."

We got to the hotel and checked in. I was alone on my room and actually I was happy about it. I had just unpacked my bag, when there was knock on my door. I thought that it was my brother and went to open it. I noticed that I was watching a muscular chest which was covered by black t-shirt and I lifted my eyes to Dave Batistas face.

"Miss Irvine. I thought to come ask if you have plaster." He said showing his back of the hand, which was bloody.

"Sure, come in. And please, call me Constantine or Con." I said turning from the door.

Dave sat to the couch when I went to get plaster and something with to clean the cuts.

"What happened?" I asked when I returned to the room.

"Randy annoyed me little bit and my hand collided with wall." Dave explained.

When I started to clean his hand, I saw that skin had peeled off quite badly. Then I felt my belly turning around.

"Oh no, not again" I mumbled, jumped up and rushed to the bathroom.

I bent top of the toilet seat and threw up. When my stomach was empty, I flushed my mouth and face with cool water. I stared few seconds to the mirror, when I heard knock on the bathroom door.

"Constantine, are you alright?" Dave asked, he sounded little bit worried.

"I'm okay." I said stepping out of bathroom.

"Are you in right profession, if a little thing like this makes you feel ill." He asked grinning a little.

"This is nothing. You should see me on the mornings, when I have morning sickness…" I closed my mouth, I couldn't believe that I said so, I just hoped he hadn't paid attention to it. It was useless hope.

"Morning sickness? Are you pregnant?" Dave asked surprised.

"Yes, on sixth week." I answered sighing.

"Congratuations." Dave said. "Chris must be really excited."

"Oh yeah. He practically drives me crazy." I answered smiling.

I plastered Daves back of the hand and then he went to his own room.

Dave hoped, that Constantine didn't notice how upset he was, when she said that she was pregnant. He had liked her from the first seeing and when she had made Randy speechless, he had liked her even more. Dave just wondered, that why father of this child had agreed to that Constantine had come work to RAW, not to mention her brother.

When Dave had closed Constantines room door behind, he saw her brother standing nearby on the corridor.

"Dave, why you were on my sisters room ?" Chris asked little aloof.

"I needed plaster." Dave answered showing back of his hand. "Yeah, and congrats. Constantine told me that you will be a uncle."

"Thanks." Chris nodded.

"How come you and her boyfriend let her to come to work in that condition?" Dave asked about thing what had been pressing his mind.

"She has perfect ways of convincing. And Dave, what it comes to father of her child, don't mention about him to Constantine. That moron cheated her the whole of their relationship and they broke up before she told that she's pregnant. It was really hard for her."

I had hardly gotten a breath after Dave had left, when there was knock on my door again. This time it was my brother and I let him in.

"I spoke just a moment ago with AJ. He said he would come to Wrestlemania in weekend and he is waiting to see you again." Chris said when he sat to the couch. .

"Oh, wonderful! I haven't seen him for a while." I said excited.

Allen Jones aka AJ (Styles) is wrestler as well, but he is mainly in lower series. He is one of my brothers best friends and my good friend. He is also one of the funniest guys I know.

We spoke a while and when he left, I watched television for about half an hour, when there was third knock on my door.

After I opened the door Trish and Amy got in.

"Hey Con. We thought to come and chat with you for a while. Chris told that you are here all alone." Trish said.

"Yeah and congrats! Trish told that you are pregnant." Amy said giving me a hug.

Girls sat to the couch and we talked all kind of things.

Amy took other wrestlers as a subject.

"Well Con, you must have favourites among us. Chris, I'm sure, he is your brother, but do you have other favourites?"

"Sure. Chris is…Chris." I answered laughing." Chris Benoit is one of the biggest faves, then there is Adam, Jay, Trish, Rene and Lance Storm is also one of my biggest faves, it's shame that he hasn't been on the business for a while."

"I couldn't be noticing, that all those are Canadians, don't you like us Yankees at all?" Amy asked smiling.

"Of course, but I have to mention my fellow Canadians first." I said and continued. "John Cena is awesome, I know Eddie Guerrero through Chris and I like him, Randy and I can't forget Allen either. And Amy you are my fave of the women with Trish. Dave Batista is that kind of joy for the eye, that hormons start to roll, specially now, when I'm pregnant and he seems to be really nice guy."

Girls laughed and Trish said.

"You so right about Dave, but Randy?"

"Hey, I haven't got a good impression of him, but that guy is really beautiful, you have to admit that."

I looked at Amy and Trish smiling when they admitted that I was right, even though reluctantly.

"Allen? Do you mean AJ?" Amy then asked.

"Yes. You know that he is one of the best friends of Chris? I know him well and he is very dear to me." I explained.

We talked for a while and then Amy and Trish went back to their rooms. I decided to go to bed, next morning would be early wakening.

My wake up call was at six, I showered and put my clothes on. I had a couple of breads, so I ate them and at seven I was in the corridor waiting for elevator.

When its doors opened, I noticed that I was watching straight to Randy Orton and Dave Batista. Dave moved a little, so I could get in the elevator. I sighed and stepped in. Why I had to first thing in the morning bump to Randy? He seemed to have same kind of thoughts, because when doors closed he said.

"How..Not nice to see you, miss Irvine."

I didn't answer anything, I just glared him. And I had started to feel ill when I had stepped to the elevator. I had been happy, that I didn't have morning sickness on that morning, but it just seemed to be little bit late.

"Constantine, are you feeling ill?" Dave whispered to me.

How he had seen that? I nodded and then I threw up directly to Randys shoes.

"What the hell!" He yelled and looked really angry." Look, you ruined my good shoes."

I saw Dave move so, that he was half between us and before he had time to say anything, I said.

"I'm sorry."

"If you are sick, why you are working?" Randy snapped.

My temper boiled over, like it sceary often does.

"I'm not sick, I'm pregnant! During the first months of pregnancy a woman can feel sick!" I yelled.

Luckily we were downstairs and elevator doors opened. I stormed out to the toilets direction, although I saw that some of our group were in hall and I heard Chris calling me, I ignored them.

In the toilet I took few deep breaths and then I noticed that I had left my bag to the elevator. I slapped my self to the head, how could I've been so stupid?

Amy came to toilet soon after me and looked at me worriedly.

"Are you alright? We'll have to go to airport."

I said that I was and she continued.

"I heard, that you threw up on Randys shoes. Nice move! Dave has your bag by the way."

I followed her out of toilet. I saw that most of our group had already left. Chris and Adam were standing by the exit door waiting for me. I saw Dave immediately when we came from toilet, he was standing next to it with my bag.

"Constantine, is everything okay?" He asked.

"Yes, thanks." I was crapping my bag, when he put his hand on top of mine.

"I can take that." "

"You don't need to and you have your own bag." I answered.

"It's not a problem. Please, let me take it." He said.

If it had been my brother, at this time I would have started to yell with my lungs off about guarding and that I could myself perfectly carry my bag. This wasn't my brother anyway. I looked at his eyes, and I couldn't say no anymore. There was so kind impression, that I just nodded and we walked to my brother and Adam.

When we got to the airport, we did checking and went wait for our plane to leave. When we were queuing, I stood next to Chris and Amy looked us closely.

"Con, are you taller that Chris?"

"Actually I am. Just don't mention that too often. He doesn't really understand that I'm a woman and his little sister, but I'm little bit taller. It's really hard for him." I laughed glancing to my grinning brother.

When we got in the plane, I fell asleep almost immediatly, despite that Randy gave me death glares from other side the corridor.

I woke up when Chris, who was sitting next to me, shaked lightly my shoulder.

"Tinnie, wake up. We'll start landing to Providence." He said quietly.

"Mmm-hmmm." I answered sleeply.

When we had landed and collected our bags, we went to the hotel with a cab.

We had House Show in Providence on that evening. On the next day, Thursday, we would fly to New York and on Sunday was the biggest event of the year, Wrestlemania XX.

We had been about a hour in the hotel, when I decided to go to the gym to hack a sack before lunch. I had done kickboxing since I was a little girl and I had competed in international level for several years. I wanted to keep my self in shape despite my condition.

I went to hotel gym and noticed that my brother and some other wrestlers were also there. My brother is the best guy to spar with and I changed my mind about the sack. I went to Chris and said.

"Hey, can you spar with me soon? I just warm up little first."

"Are you sure that's wise?" He asked.

"Warming? I think it's very wise." I said grinning, I knew perfectly well what he meant.

"Tinnie, you know what I mean."

"Yeah. I want to stay in shape and when were are careful, there's no worry. If you just try not to hit my belly too hard, all will go well." I answered.

My brother agreed sighning. I warmed up for a while and then I and Chris went to the middle floor to the carpet. We started lightly and I noticed that my brother was holding himself back very much.

"Hey Chris, I don't break. You can harden a little, there's no point of doing this otherwise." I said.

Chris shaked his head, but did what I asked. We were on the carpet for a hour keeping few breaks in between. When we had stopped, Shane came to us saying.

"But Constantine, you are really good."

Before I answered, Adam, who was standing next to me, put his arm to my shoulders and said.

"Yeah, this girl here isn't entirely useless. She in four time Canadian champion in kickboxing and Junior World Champion."

"Really! Cool!" Shane said .

I just smiled at him and when I was going to my room, so I could take a fast shower before lunch, I saw Dave watching me closely from few steps away, then he turned to say something to Paul.