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Chapter 4

My Way or the Easy Way

"Well?" Melanie asked. She heard the toilet flush. The short but attractive young brunette stepped out of the stall with a pregnancy test in her hand. She set it on the counter next to the sink and began washing her hands.

"Don't know, gotta wait a few minutes." She sighed. Mel wrapped her arms around her big sister.

"It's gonna be ok Prue." She said softly. "You and Dave have been trying for months, you both deserve a child." Prue nodded.

"It's just so strange you know? I've always been good at everything from sports to school...and now I can't even conceive? Something every woman in the world can do? It's so difficult to grasp, why is this so difficult?" Prue whispered. Melanie couldn't figure out if Prue was talking to her or thinking out loud.

"Prue, you're the strongest person I know," She said holding her sister closer to her." if anyone can do this, it's you. If for some reason you can't conceive, there are other options. Whatever you need emotionally, financially, whatever...i will help you and you will have your child. I promise." Prue smiled sadly.

"I just don't understand why it has to be so difficult." She said again. Mel shrugged.

"Anything worth having is worth fighting for Prue, you and I both know that." Prue nodded. She looked at her watch and picked up the pregnancy test.

"Looks like I'm going to have to keep fighting." Prue said in dismay. Mel took the test and threw it away.

"It's easier to fight when you have someone else on your side." Prue smiled at her little sister as her husband entered the bathroom.

"What did the test say?" He asked anxiously. Prue walked towards him.

"We're in for a rough road." She said grabbing Dave's hands. Brock appeared from behind him.

"Rough road? What does that mean? What did it say?" Dave asked. Prue shushed him softly.

" It's okay, it doesn't mean that we're giving in or giving up, there are a lot of options in the world, don't worry." She said. Prue looked calm, cool and collected. Very un Halliwell-like Melanie thought.

"Ok." Dave said finally. "lets go home then." Prue followed and left the bathroom, but not before shooting another smile at Melanie.

"And what about you?" Brock asked Melanie. She shrugged.

"About what? Kids?" She asked. Brock nodded. Melanie shrugged again.

"Sure, someday in the very far future. I mean, I like kids, but I'm not ready. There are still things that i wanna do first." She said.

"What about you? Do you wanna have kids Brock?" She asked. Brock nodded.

"Only if they look like you. They can have your eyes, and your smile and my...last name. um, that's all i want for them from me." He said. Melanie laughed in agreement. There was a moment of silence between them.

"Melanie." Brock said quietly. Melanie looked up.

"Brock." She said teasingly. He walked up to her and placed his hand on her shoulder.

"Who do you want to win this Sunday?" He asked. Melanie stopped and thought about it. He was referring to his match this Sunday: Big Show vs Kurt Angle vs Brock Lesnar for the WWE title. Had Kurt Angle not been in the match, Mel would have insisted she wanted Brock to win. But Kurt had just returned to Smackdown from a career threatening injury, defeating all the odds. He devoted so much of his life to wrestling, and this Sunday was Kurt's only chance to win the title for a long time. He deserved to win the WWE championship. On the other hand, Mel isn't dating Kurt...

"Well?" Brock said, interrupting Melanie's thoughts. She swallowed hard.

"Y-You. I want you to walk out of Denver the champ. You d-deserve it." She stammered. Brock stepped back.

"Y-You seem p-pretty c-confident about t-that." He said, imitating her stutter. Melanie groaned.

"Oh please Brock, grow up." She said impatiently. "Yes, i want you to win. But don't you think that Kurt deserves to win as well? Don't you think he's earned it?" Brock put his hands in his pockets.

"And what, I don't?" He asked. Melanie dropped her hands.

"Of course you do! Brock, give it your all this Sunday. Give Kurt everything you've got and then we'll see who wins. Don't think that I control your fate, because i don't...you do." She said angrily. "I don't take credit for your victories, so i sure as hell won't take credit when you loose." Brock clenched his fists.

"I just asked you a simple question. Who do you wa-..."

"I don't know Brock," Melanie interrupted. "I don't know. If you win, I'll be thrilled. If Kurt wins, I'm not gonna sit in a corner and cry, I'm going to congratulate him because that's what friends do. How dare you make me choose between you two?" Brock laughed.

"Choose? What choice is there? Are you his girlfriend? No. Are you his manager? No. Does he love you unconditionally like i do? Doubt it. You need to know your role in this relationship if you want it to last Mel." Brock said, raising his voice. Melanie felt her cheeks get hot.

"It's not that simple." She said, her voice quivering with rage. Brock nodded.

"Well then I guess it's up to me to make it simple."

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