Title: Baby Steps (4?)

Author: AngelicTorture

Disclaimer: I own nothing and no one you recognise, I only own the OC's.

Rating: PG13

Pairing: Randy/OC. Possible Randy/Lita eventually.

Spoilers: None

Notes: Response to andonly's challenge posted at litafics on LJ about Randy and his wife needing a surrogate to have a baby for them. I'm using real names in this and storylines are just storylines. There's a little bit of language in this part.

Summery: If you wanted something so badly what would you do to get it?

Part 4: Spreading the news.


Randy sat in his locker room with his phone to his ear waiting for his wife to pick up.

"Hey sweetie." Sarah greeted her husband.

"Hi babe…how did it go?"

"Her doctor says everything looks fine…we'll have to wait for the test results to know for sure but it looks like Amy should be ok to start the treatment soon."

"I can't believe she's really doing this for us…"

Sarah sighed.

"Baby, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing…I just wish it was me…I should be the one who has your baby…"

"Sarah honey, you know it's not your fault right? The doctor told us this is just the way nature works sometimes…"

Another sigh

"I know…it's just not fair…nature sucks."

"This isn't fair on any of us sweetie but we have to think about the future now, we have to make the best of this."

"I'm trying Randy…"

"I know you are honey…listen, I have to go, my match is up soon…"

"Ok…be careful baby…I love you."

"I love you too sweetie…I'll call when I get back to the hotel later…bye."


Amy got the results of her tests a few days later. Her doctor had been right; she was in perfect health so they could start the treatment as soon as they were all ready.

"Are you still sure you wanna do this Ames?" Randy asked while he sat eating breakfast with the redhead.

"For the millionth time Randy, yes, I'm absolutely positively sure I want to do this."

"Do what?" John Cena asked when he sat himself down at their table.

Amy glanced at Randy before she answered.

"I guess everyone's gonna find out eventually…I'm gonna be a surrogate for Randy and Sarah…I'm gonna have a baby for them."

"You're what?"

The redhead rolled her eyes.

"I'm gonna have a baby for Sarah and Randy, if the treatment works."

"You're not serious? Have you even thought about this Ames?"

"Of course I have…I've done nothing but think about it since I offered to do it."

"You offered?"

"Yes she did…after what happened with that Veronica bitch." Randy cut in before Amy could speak.

"No offence man but have you both lost your minds? Amy, you're gonna get pregnant then hand your baby over to someone else?"

"It wont be my baby…it'll be Randy and Sarah's baby, I'll just be keeping it warm for them…you know, their bun, my oven…"

Randy laughed at the way she put it. John on the other hand still looked shocked.

"Amy…you're gonna be carrying a baby…feeling it kick…are you really gonna be able to just hand it over like it doesn't mean anything to you?"

Randy spoke again before the diva.

"Do you have any idea what it feels like to want something so badly then find out it's never gonna happen? No you don't and I hope you never do…" the St Luis native got up and stormed out.

"Damn it John what the hell is your problem? You know what they've been through…why cant you just be happy that something might actually work out for them?"

"Come on Ames…do you honestly think you aren't gonna feel anything for that baby?"

Amy glared at him before going after Randy.


"Randy wait!" Amy called to him before he got in the elevator.

"What the fuck is his problem?"

"You know what John's like…he just gets a little over protective where I'm concerned…once it sinks in and he sees we're serious about this he'll be happy."

"What if he's right? What if you do feel something for the baby?"

"Even if I do that wont change anything, it'll still be your baby, not mine."

"It's easy to say that now…"

"Randy no one can guess what's gonna happen…we'll just have to face it when the time comes…and anyway we've still gotta get me pregnant before we start worrying about what happens when it's born."

"If anyone overheard this conversation that last part would keep the gossips going for months…"

"Don't I know it…come on, I need to finish packing and you're gonna help me."


By the time Amy got back home to Atlanta that night she was pretty sure the whole company knew what was going on. The light on her answering machine was flashing, she had 16 messages. Most were people telling her she was doing a wonderful thing, one was from her mom confirming their dinner plans for the next day and another was one she was expecting from John.

"Ames, I'm sorry for acting like a jerk. If you're sure you're doing the right thing then go for it. Just be careful. Now I have to go and grovel to Orton. Later Ames, love ya."

The diva laughed softly at the image of the West Newbury native groveling at Randy's feet.