Yes, it's been a while, kinda got a writing block. Make a note of who I introduced, they will come up more often, down the road. For now, enjoy! I'm updating all night, so watch out!

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Actress

The five of the friends gathered at a local diner after the show. They sat silently on that rainy Tuesday night hoping what Stephanie said was true. She found her, or at least a led to where Emylee was. It was a little after midnight, when Shane walked in. They were waiting in the back, and even confused, but Stephanie and Randy weren't. They're faces said it all; anger and hurt. If it was true, she told Randy to prepare for the worse.

She slowly sat down, and he was tired. It showed, but he was a McMahon, and it didn't matter, being on top is what mattered the most.

The younger McMahon eyed him, and she knew by the look he had, she found her.

'Daddy wasn't so slick, and neither were you'.

"Steph, it's late, couldn't this wait until the morning".

"If you stop with your late night whoring around, you'd be fine, and it couldn't wait, sit."

Sitting at the round table, the two eyed each other. Neither was going to budge on divulging any information. She had to get him to confess, for Dave's and Anna's sake. She knew what he 'technically' did, but Emylee didn't. It was that very reason; she had to find her, to apologize for not saying anything. On the other side, Shane wasn't saying anything because of Dave, Emylee, and her wishes. Yeah it was selfish, but in his mind, it was the right thing to do.

"Alright let's go over this one more time. Trish was the last to see her, and talk to her. We still receive contracts from her, including the new one for Brock Lensar. Shane you want to add anything before I open this envelope?" Stephanie said.

"I have nothing to say"

"Alright, who's at your penthouse in New York?"

"Marissa and Jack could be there, I don't know."

"Right and I'm Virgin Mary."

She finally opened up the envelope. Though she knew the answer to where Emylee was, it was still a shock to her. The pictures spread across the table for everyone to see. Shane had a pang of guilt over his face, as Dave ran his finger down the picture finally seeing her, with Vince, walking down the street in New York. She was grinning, and they seemed like there wasn't a care in the world. Like her friends, and Dave never existed, and he saw that all in the man's face.

"Want to say something now?" she said holding her hurt in.

Dave was pissed, but then he smirked, he should have known she was there.

"So explain why Shane? You want her? You wish for what we have? Be honest; don't lie, because another lie will have your ass in the hospital."

"Threaten me all you want. Remember, I wasn't the one who fucked up this time. I was there to clean this shit up. You think I wanted to be in the middle of this shit? Touch me, and trust me, the jail time you've done will look like Club Med."

He pulled out his phone, and he knew what he secretly come in handy when this blew up in his face.

~FLASHBACK~

She was sitting in the airport, and her face was burning. She was man-less, hurt, and possibly out of a job. She called one person count on.

"Where are you?! Steph is calling me like a mad woman, and Dad is pissed, something about covering up Melina's scars. What the hell did you do?"

"I kicked her ass."

"I figured that, why?"

"He cheated Shane, with her, of all the people. Hell, I'd semi-understand if it was his baby's mama, would I like it any more than Melina? Hell no, and I kick her ass too, but it was her, the very person who hated me, just to be a hater. Yes, I sound really stupid, but that's how I feel."

"First, you don't sound stupid, and secondly, why run away? You should talk to him about this."

"I'm pregnant Shane. He doesn't care about me, hell, he me being a thought in his brain is the glimmering hope at the end of the tunnel. I'm more of a parent to Anna then he has been since he got her back, but that what you do as a mom, but this……..I can't do it this time. It's about this child and me. I have this child as my number one priority. I can't stay there doing contracts, and working in a storyline with him, knowing he was with her, or if I'm being paranoid, who knows. All I know is the stress of that is not good for me in my condition. Bottom line, it's about his belt, not me, Anna, or this baby."

"Alright, what about your friends, they have been there before Dave and all the bullshit, including Paul."

"They'll understand. They have their own lives Shane. I'm not going to come down on their happiness because Dave's being an ass. Just right now, I need a place to crash, and to be alone."

The recording ended. Everyone was quiet.

"I called dad, so yes, he knows. He had everything set up for her, and yes she's staying at my penthouse. You know how she is Steph. She never asks for anything unless it's extreme circumstances. Steph, you guys are planning for the baby. Trish and John, you two are planning for the wedding, both things she should have been planning for with Dave. Do you really think she wanted to be around that?"

"How far along is she", Dave whispered.

"Almost six months."

"That's means…"

"Yeah, she said it happened in Vegas."

He signaled everyone to be quiet and sped dialed a number, and put it on speaker.

"Hello?"

"They know Em. I warned you."

"Shit. Well what should we do?"

"Well your appointment is tomorrow, I'll be there, and I guess go as planned."

"Alright, but no surprises."

"I swear."

Hanging up, Dave and John looked very frustrated.

"You better explain what the hell that was about or the two of us will hurt you in ways you only could imagine about in your nightmares", John said calmly.

"He's going with me. That's not a surprise. She should know that if Steph knows, Dave would be the first to know."

"But she said….."

"I know what she said. She should also know not to make shady deals with Shane McMahon, it may bite you in the ass, and I know loopholes like she does. We'll go, and if she still doesn't want to talk, we'll leave after she gives me her send off tape."

"When did the tape happen, and why didn't I know about it?" Steph asked.

"The day those pictures were taken, that's why dad and Em look so chummy in the pictures."

Then the question that was everyone's mind came from the most unexpected source.

"Have you and she had sex since she left?"

"No. I respect her and love her too much to try anything. She loves me as a friend, nothing more or less. I couldn't be with her knowing she loved someone else, so no, she sleeps in the room, and I bunk on the couch."

A collective sigh came from both Dave and Shane. He focused his attention to Dave, ignoring everyone else.

"So, what are you going to do? I don't care about everyone else, but you and she have a child, what are you two going to do?"

"Listen, I'm mad at myself for I did to her. I'm mad at her for not telling me. I thought she was whining honestly, but she was right. We needed to focus on our family, and now she thinks I cheated. I clearly didn't, but now she off dealing with this pregnancy by herself. I'm going."

"You know what could happen."

"Don't care it's time I acted like I wanted her, like I did before".

He handed him a ticket and left. He had mixed feelings about him. Wasn't like the situation with Paul. Dave loved her, and there was a child involved. He had one last chance, but if he fucked up, all bets were off.

"I'm taking some time away right now due to some personal issues. I love all my fans that have been there for the whole ride, and I will be back. WWE has been good to me, and I will be back for my title. I have one last message, whoever gets my title in this battle royal, better not get used to having gold, cause when I come back, it's mine."

She watched the tape, and felt good about it. Didn't show her lump, and had everyone guessing until everything was revolved, or just ended. Whichever one it was good enough for her. Dressing, she grinned at the fact she needed to go shopping for maternity clothes, well at least just a larger size. It was something else she had to except as a pregnant woman. She tried keeping up with some of her dancing, but her stomach couldn't take that, so she tried running, and that too, was too much. Ironically, yoga was the best thing that worked out. Another reminder of Dave wasn't trying to have at the moment. I mean seeing his looks through this child was going to be enough. Dealing with that, opposed to puking was better any day, hands down.

Today was the day; she would confirm the sex of her child. Even though she wasn't the only person to create this life, in her mind this child was hers. In her heart, the child was theirs. No matter what the sex was, she was happy to have a healthy child in her life.

She got to the airport that the family used, and they were familiar with her. Nodding to the security, and staff, she made her way to the gates, where she saw two people. She recognized both and wasn't happy with either one at the moment.

"You said no surprises."

Shane nervously grinned, and looked between the two.

"You should have known I was going to find out", Dave added.

"YOUR ASS IS GRASS, MCMAHON".

"Listen Em, I insisted. Just calm down, it's not good for you or the baby."

"Oh, you decided to become dad of the year all the sudden. Cute, real cute Dave. Tell you what, you two can tag along with me, but I hear nothing out of either one of you, you'll be tuckin and rollin faster than roaches running away from Raid."

Dave went to touch her shoulder, and she smacked him away. It stung, but he hurt for the fact, she officially didn't trust him anymore.

Gripping at the wheel of her car, she wasn't too surprised that Dave was here, but extremely pissed. All the time he could have been paying attention to her, and it took her getting knocked up for it to happen. Maybe that's what Amanda was talking about; then again she was a crazy whore.

He stared at her, and loved her new glow she had. Her hair was short, but it was still her Emylee. He wanted her back so badly. Now more than ever, and the fact he was going to be a father to their baby was all the confidence he needed to know she was game also.

"I know I should have told you Em….."

"Not now Shane, my pressure is high enough."

"You should let me drive then."

"I warned you Batista, unless you want to test out your gymnast skills, I suggest you shut your mouth, both of you."

Shane opted to stay at a coffee shop, saying that they need time to talk, but in really he wanted nothing to do with the murder of Dave Batista, the company had enough going on with wrestling deaths, being this close to another, well, he wanted nothing to do with that.

"So?"

"Yeah, you may want to adopt Jack."

"That bad?"

"A lot worse, but its ok, we will be ok after this."

"She did it to herself."

"True, but she'll still my friend. I owe Dave nothing."

"Its not about either of them, the child needs the both of them. Even if they aren't together, the child needs both a mother and father."

He grinned at the double meaning behind the message.

"Well hopefully she can forgive me."

"She will, speaking of kids, what about you and Marissa?"

"It's done Steph, Jack found Marissa with her 'friend' Miguel. The agreement was not in front of Jack."

"Holy. Well, Jack will be ok hopefully, but what about you? Between this mess with Emylee, and Marissa, I'm worried about you."

"It was over the day I got married, and Emylee warned me about it. Hell, had I just let it fall apart with her and Paul, it may have been me and her, but I drove her to him, and eventually Dave, but he makes her happy, and that's what makes her happy, I'm good."

"Ok, what if she stays split from him?"

"You believe that?"

"Anything is possible at this point?"

"If she wants me, I'm good with the package deal, since I'll be in the same position. If not, I'll deal, right now, she needs friends. How's my future nephew doing?"

"Oh, we're fine; Randy is putting together the crib and other stuff. You two should come down this weekend."

"Good idea, Dave and Em need to talk about a lot."

As he sat, that question lingered in his mind, and another one popped up too.

What about Lillian, how did she fit into the equation?