Title: Baby Steps (6?)
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.
Summery: If you wanted something so badly what would you do to get it?
Part 6: When hope is all you have.
Randy was amazed that Sarah had taken the news so well; she looked like she'd barely heard the words.
"How can you not care about this?"
"I do care Randy…I'm just so tired of all this…doctors and tests…and other people doing what I should be."
"Honey, we've gone over all this before…I know you don't want things to be like this any more than I do."
"Is it really worth all this Randy? Maybe we should just give in to fate…we obviously weren't meant to have kids…"
"So you just want to give up? Stop trying?"
The brunette sighed and looked into her husbands blue eyes.
"I don't know…is it really fair to put Amy through more treatments if they aren't going to work?"
"She doesn't mind…"
"Maybe not now…but what about 6 months down the line? How are you gonna feel if she still isn't pregnant by then?"
"I'm not ready to give up on this Sarah…"
"Fine…one more treatment…but if this one doesn't work we give up…we can look into adoption or something."
"Do I even get a choice in this?"
Randy watched as his wife walked into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her.
"I'll take that as a no then…"
xxxXXxxx
3 weeks later Amy was sitting in the waiting area of her doctor's office alone. Randy and Sarah were supposed to be with her but she guessed they were running late. She hoped they'd get there in time, she was more anxious about this treatment that she had been about the first; this was there last chance to get her pregnant.
"Ames I'm sorry…"
Randy looked flustered as he sat down beside the redhead.
"Don't worry, the doctor's running late anyway…where's Sarah?"
"She wasn't feeling too good so she thought it'd be better if she stayed at home."
"Oh, well I hope she feels better soon…"
"Ms Dumas, the doctor's ready for you."
"Wish me luck…"
Amy stood up and crossed the room.
"Good luck Ames."
Randy hated lying to the redhead but he couldn't tell her Sarah had refused to go with him, and he wasn't about to tell her the reason he was late was because they were arguing. He starred down at the white gold wedding band on his finger and thought about what his wife had shouted at him an hour ago.
"I'm not going Randy."
"Sarah grow up, you know Amy needs our support."
"No Randy, what Amy needs is you…I'm surplus to requirements."
"You're being ridiculous."
"No I'm not…I know you two dated…"
"What's that got to do with any of this? That was years ago and we were only together a couple of months…"
"I've seen the way you look at her…that's why you wanted her to be our surrogate isn't it? So your precious baby would look like her."
"I can't even talk to you when you're like this Sarah…are you coming or not?"
"What do you think?"
"Fine…I hope you're in a better mood by the time I get back."
Randy ran his hands over his hair while he sat in the waiting room watching the seconds tick by on the clock. His whole world could be about to change and he didn't know if his marriage would be strong enough to get through it. After 20 minutes he started pacing. He couldn't understand why Sarah was against this so suddenly and where she'd gotten those ideas about him and Amy.
The waiting room door opened and the redhead walked in.
"How did it go? Or is that a stupid question?"
"No more stupid than your questions usually are." Amy replied with a smile.
"Come on, I'll take you home."
xxxXXxxx
Randy spent most of the next week being ignored by his wife. Every time he called her she hung up on him or didn't answer at all. Now he was sitting in Amy's hotel room, waiting nervously while she was in the bathroom.
Amy was waiting just as nervously, pacing the floor of the bathroom, throwing the occasional hopeful glance at the white stick sitting on the edge of the sink. With a shaking hand she reached out and picked it up.
Randy's head snapped around when he heard the bathroom door open. Blue eyes locked with hazel and he knew. He didn't know how he knew but he just did.
"You're gonna be a daddy."
