Days passed.
Nothing. No text, no calls, no visits.
Just her friends, and kids at her home. She kinda liked it that way. No mixed feelings, or difficult situations to deal with. She put everything out there, and now it was time to see who wanted her more. So she got to enjoy the giggles of the kids playing together. Today was no different, until he walked up in the back yard.
"Looks fun. I didn't know you went all out for them".
She turned around to see him standing here.
Stephanie and Randy were over at John's house. They wanted to get an update from him, and catch up. Well, more like catch him up on Emylee. She made a point to not tell him anything since the pregnancy was taking a tool on Trish.
"So, let me get this straight. She is dating DJ, and she actually put ultimatums to them both?"
"Yeah", Steph said.
"Her balls are bigger than mine. Geez",
"Dude, seriously, no one wants to know about that".
"Shut the fuck up, you know how many times I walked in on you two?"
"Touché, bitch, touché".
The three laughed.
"So how is she?"
"Trish? She's good. I had you guys over to fill you in, but to surprise you and ask you something".
Randy and Stephanie looked confused at each other.
"She's just as expected for a woman who's having twins, well Cena twins".
"Are you serious? Congratulations!", Stephanie leaped up to hug John.
"There's a catch Cena. What is it?"
"She wants to make you guys their godparents. You were with her when she found out, and it means a lot to her. I say she should pick better role models, but arguing with a preg…", he said before feeling a smack upside his head.
"Fucker, Ima kick your ass".
"Of course we will. Will she be ok?"
"Yeah, she decided to come down here instead to stay. She should here later tonight, so barbeque here later".
"Of course, I got to call Emylee, I'll be right back".
Leaving to make her call, Randy turned back to John.
"So tell me, how is he taking it?"
"Man, he's fucked up. I never seen him like this. He's trying to mask it all with making sure the house is together for the kids, but I can tell inside, it's got him in a place he's not comfortable with. I tried to explain to him her side. She doesn't want him to choose, just to start thinking about them as a whole unit them him, and then them".
"Well look at Randall. All mature and shit".
"No, it's called the blood that normally I use to get hard for Stephanie, I actually use to think now".
"Dude, seriously, if I hear about you and her one more time".
Randy laughed and drank his beer, while John cleaned the grill for later.
"Emylee, it's Stephanie. Hopefully everything is ok. Trish will be here tonight, and she's having twins! You and she must talk! Call me back when you get this ok? Love you girly!"
She ignored the message. She didn't think he was in town, but ever since Shane took a minor role on film, and more backstage, he had free time. She grinned at him. He walked over with Jack, and Jack tore away to the playground.
"Emylee, you did good, this is awesome. Hell, if I was a kid again".
"I know, I try to remember what it's like. I kinda wish I was there again".
"Aww, Em. What's going on?"
"DJ and Dave".
"I know, Steph told me. I couldn't believe it myself"
"Your sister has a big mouth".
"I told you that. You just forgot".
She grinned at the statement. It felt good to sit and talk to someone who knew what it was like. To be in the middle, and to choose.
"How's Lillian?"
"She's good, she's enjoying being back. She missed it ya know?"
"Yeah. I gave my letter to your dad. He understood".
"So, your last run as champion. Any regrets?"
"No, I had fun. I'm also getting older, and I want to open up my own practice. You're the first to know. It's why I posed the question them like I did. I'll still be a lawyer to you guys, just from home. I'm tired Shane, and being a mom is a full time job by itself".
"Oh I know, Jack and I have adjusted well. Sucks that Lil is gone, but we travel during the summer".
"How do you still do it? She's gone all the time, and then you make your schedule around her during the summer".
"I just do. I love her. By the way thanks for the wedding gift. Dad was so mad, he said I pulled a Steph".
She laughed so hard, and joined in with her.
"Your dad will be fine. I'm glad you found my replacement".
"Huh?"
"You think I couldn't tell. I knew, and a part of me began to feel that way too. I just couldn't jeopardize our friendship, business partnership, or cause the drama that I have now. Remember Paul and you?"
"Yeah. I'll always love you Em. Still do, it just got easier as time passed. Let me ask you something?"
"Shoot"
"Who do you want, truly?"
She wiped away a tear without removing her glasses. He had a way of getting her true raw emotions to come out. He wrapped his arm around her, and just let her cry. They sat and watched the five children play.
"When I know, I'll let you know", she whispered.
It was later that night. Emylee walked around explaining to the nanny who she was dealing with, and the way things were supposed to be. She was nervous and excited. She and Trish were going to hang out. It been so long, and with Stephanie here, it would be like old times. She was happy to hear she was having twins just like her, and couldn't wait to see her. Then the nervousness kicked in. Dave was going to be there. Dwayne texted her saying he and Trish would have lunch the next day. He didn't want her feel any pressure, or cause any issues. It was nice of him to say that, but she isn't exactly happy that was the only text she got. Maybe that was his way of letting her know he couldn't do it. Time would tell.
"That's about it. I left all of the parents' cell phones on the fridge. Call if you need anything, or if you can handle it anymore", she joked.
The nanny pushed her out the door, and grinned at her.
'damn I was hoping she back out, at least I would have an excuse'.
Making her way to the condo, she was ready to see her girls.
"Cena, you already know what I'm going to say to that", Trish said.
"Honey, I can get in the middle of that", she said to her.
"Well I can. I love DJ, but he ain't ready for that".
She knew about DJ and Emylee before any of them. She and he were close. She was older, and remembers how he was. He's come a long way, but he wants all kinds of things that don't agree with Emylee. He would resent her for if he gave in. She knew, its why he sent the text. She told him to make it that way. They talked while she was in Toronto.
"Can you be ok with Dave and her working together, and having kids together. Remember he's entitled to being in their lives as much as you are in hers".
"T, I don't know. I mean I love her".
"Wait, you told her that?"
"Yeah, but she asked me if I could deal with it, and I told her I don't know".
"That means you can't. If you could, you wouldn't have to think about it".
"True, but this hurts man. Even if I walk away, I still got to work with them".
"That's life DJ. It will for a while, but you are a better person for being honest with her about how you truly feel, and what you can deal with. She will respect you for it, trust me".
"Alright, I'm going to text her and tell her. Thanks T".
"Hey, us OGs got to stay together".
"Tell Paul that".
"He's a jackass".
"You do realize what you are getting in the middle of right?"
"Yeah, and?"
"I'm going to be pissed if you go into labor early".
"I won't, just watch the master at work".
"I'm serious Patricia. You got a month left, be careful, ok?"
"Yes sir!"
He grinned at her, and she made her way to the door. Seeing Dave, Randy, and Stephanie on the other side. The women screamed and hugged each other. Dave and Randy walked past them.
"Hey you two, you can't come in without addressing me dammit!"
"When your lesbian love fest is over, we will chat".
"Hey, speak for yourself, I'm going to watch", Randy grinned.
"You're a sick pervert", Trish said.
"Yeah, I've been told".
The four made their way to the back area. Chef Cena was at the grill, not letting anyone go near it, remembering the advice Dave told him.
'Watch Stephanie and Randy, and keep plenty of bleach around your house'.
"Where's Em?"
"Probably on her way. You know how she is with her nannies", Stephanie joked.
The doorbell rang, and Trish shoved two beers into Dave's hands.
"Answer it".
"Trish, I don't know if…."
"Answer it or you starve".
He took the beer from her and made his way to the door. Opening the door, he found a very relaxed and pretty woman looking back at him.
"Em".
"Dave, hey…."
"She forced me to answer the door. Either I did or no food".
"Damn, hormones are a bitch. I'll let her slide, I remember when I was pregnant".
"You look great", he said to change the subject.
"Thanks, you do too".
They walked into the living area, and made a detour to the other patio on the opposite side of the house. She silently drank her beer, and he looked at the stars with her. They had this way of being calming and mysterious at the same time.
"I got an office here in town. I'm slowly going to open my private practice. Tony is grooming his intern to run the one in L.A.".
"Wow, where did come from?"
"I wanted my own practice since I remember. I never wanted to be in front of the camera. Being connected to the life is ok, but not in it. So this is my last run as champion. I'm not sad about it, oddly enough, but seeing the fans will hurt".
"That's awesome Emylee. I'm happy and proud of you really".
She finished her beer quickly. It was warm and humid. Dave, on the other hand wasn't exactly a beer drinker, he was more of a Malibu and pineapple kind of guy. Sitting hit drink down, he went up to her and stood by her, before he couldn't take it anymore.
"Talk to me. This time, you aren't running away either".
"I know, I can't do it anymore either".
"Well, spill Em. We used to talk for hours, I haven't changed. Yes I got selfish, but I'm still me".
"I'm glad you admit that".
"Ok, what else? I'm here".
She looked at him. The mix of the porch light and moonlight gave him this aura that she never seen before, and it finally set in. It was now or never. He moved closer, and they were back in the dangerous territory again.
"You shut me out. You cut me off. You let us go. Why should I trust you? Why should I depend on you? Why should I love you? Even if you answered, it still doesn't matter, because I do".
She closed her eyes, and just let go. He brushed his lips with hers. It was slow and small pecks at first. As it dawned them what they were doing, it became more intense. Slow and long kisses, meaningful to each of them, and a long time coming. He backed away first.
"Can you let me in?"
"Can you?"
"Yes, I was wrong and scared. When I got hurt I thought that was it".
"I know, I was scared too, but you can't shut me out. Not especially now".
The four were watching from the other room.
"They are making out, that's hot", Randy said.
"Perv, the point was to get them to talk, not to get you hard", Trish said.
"Aww, Blondie, don't get jealous you can get any and I can".
"What do you think John and I was doing before you three got here".
"Eww, Trish, I'm still hungry dammit", Randy said.
"How do you think I got pregnant, geez. You are such a child".
"Go fix him please Steph, and leave me money to replace what you two break, understand?", John said.
"Did he just give us permission to…..?"
"Oh yeah, lets go baby", Randy said stealing the whipped cream.
The couple made their way to the spare room, and weren't seen the rest of the night, but everyone heard them. John scratched his head at what was going on.
"Did I really just allow that?"
Trish shrugged her shoulders at her husband. They sat and he rubbed her feet. She was happy her plan worked, and he was happy she was happy and feeling better.
Dave and Emylee appeared in the back yard.
"Do you have bleach for them?"
"Yeah, I had the maid stock up. She's getting a bonus to clean it tomorrow. Pilar don't do me dirty, she's awesome, and legal", John grinned.
Emylee went over to Trish and hugged her.
"You and me got shopping to do missy".
"Yeah, I know. You and Dave go home, we will talk tomorrow, ok".
The couple left to his condo. It was messy but, it was coming together. She walked in, and even then nervous. She him at his lowest and his highest points in life. Even with that, not being with him in this way in a year was nerve wracking for her. He walked into the kitchen, and got her a water.
"Relax, I just wanna spend time with you. That's all".
"I'm fine".
"No, you're not, and a crappy liar too. I can tell, your knuckles are white".
She looked down and laughed. He joined her. He motioned to the living room, which was the first room done. Where he had a picture of them together was replaced with the three kids. She thought it was beautiful.
"Where is our picture?"
"In my office. I took it down when you left. I didn't want to remind how I messed up, so it was empty for a while, and then when you gave the chance to get the kids photo taken, I put that one up there".
"That's a great picture".
"You should have been there the day of the picture. I understand why you decided not to get pictures done".
She chuckled at his response.
"Sometimes people have to learn the hard way. You are no different David".
He kissed her gently.
"Say it again".
"David", she whispered.
He kissed her again, and she didn't object to it. They leaned back on the couch, and continued to kiss. Not missing a beat, hands begin to roam, and her nervousness began to wash away, and familiarity begin to set in. They rolled over to end up on the floor. Laughter begin to ring out.
"Dave, honestly, I'm really tired".
"Same here, let's just go to bed, seriously, I won't try anything".
Making their way upstairs, he went to kiss her goodnight, and she then began to be the aggressor.
"Wait, you said…."
"Yeah, shut up".
Clothes flew off, and hands were everywhere.
"You sure", he whispered.
She kissed him again, and he took that as a yes. He entered her, and she let out a gasp he missed. I t wasn't like she wasn't active, but there was a difference. He pushed in and out slowly, to enjoy the experience. Rolling over, she took control. He missed it. It was dark in the room, but roaming her body was as if the lights were on. As she rode him, she listened to him breathe heavy, it wasn't the same Dave she remembered, but she liked it. It was a turn on to hear the rhythmic breaths.
As they continued the bed was destroyed, and after many times, they finally fell asleep as dawn approached. Limbs entangled, and wrapped as one body.