Pairing: Drew McIntyre X Reader
Summary: It is time for Baby McIntyre to make their arrival! Drew and Y/N opted to not know the sex of their baby till it was born, and boy do they get a surprise! And there is a wedding in the near future!
Disclaimers: I own nothing or anyone associated or affiliated with WWE. I own only the original characters. This is just a fictional story that came from my imagination.
Content/Trigger Warnings: Fluff

Note: I couldn't find the names of Drew's siblings, so I just made something up. Oh, and I also messed with Drew's full name a tad toward the end of the story.

Nurseries, & Babies & Weddings! Oh, My!
Second Sequel to Tricked and Treated


"Up a little higher on the right side, or it's going to be crooked, Drew," you chuckled as your fiance hung a blown up portrait of your latest sonogram up in the nursery. The nursery that was almost finished now, thank goodness. You just needed to get some decorative baby pillows for the crib and you'd be good to go.

The months flew by since you'd told Drew you were pregnant. The baby was due any day now and you were more than ready to bring the little life out into the world.

Since both you and Drew decided that you'd wait on hearing what the sex of your baby was, you went with mint green and a pastel yellow for the colors and you'd decorated in a way that would be appropriate for a girl or a boy.

"Perfect," you exclaimed, when Drew had the portrait positioned just right. "Hang it like that!"

"As you wish, my love," he replied, settling the portrait into place.

You smiled at his choice of words. He was always finding ways and using perfect times to say "As you wish" because it was from your favorite movie, The Princess Bride-it was his way of saying "I love you".

"I love you too, Drew," you smiled and stood beside him as you both surveyed the nursery. "It looks amazing, doesn't it?"

"Aye, it does," the large Sotsman replied. "I can hardly wait for the little rugrat to get here!" He laughed, hugging you close and placing his hands lovingly on your large belly. "I can feel he or she kicking up a storm," Drew said, rubbing his hands over the large swell.

"They're probably hungry," you giggled. "I know I am!"

"Well, let's go out and get a nice dinner and have one last date night before the baby comes," Drew suggested. "We've been working so hard on the nursery. And the wedding. We deserve a reward."

"That we do," you agreed, already heading for the stairs to get changed. "Sounds like fun!"

Drew followed you and over the next hour you got dressed up and did your makeup for a nice dinner out.

"Soon you were parked at Ocean Prime, one of the best restaurants in all of Tampa. Normally you wouldn't be able to get in at such short notice, but Drew, being who he was, pulled some strings and got you an amazing table outside, near the beach.

Once seated, you both ordered an appetizer of Sonoma Goat Cheese Ravioli and entrees of sushi (Ocean roll) for you, and a New York Strip steak for Drew. And while Drew had a glass of Guinness, you opted for water.

Waiting on your entrees, you munched on the ravioli and marveled at the creamy texture.

"This is fun," you admitted, swallowing a bite of food. "It'll probably be a long while till we get to do this again, so we'd better enjoy it."

Drew nodded, "I know. Here's to sleepless nights and diaper changes," he toasted with his beer. You tapped your glass to his and each of you took a sip of your drinks just before the entrees arrived.

"Ooo, yummy," you exclaimed, eyeing your plate of sushi.

Drew moved the plate of ravioli out of the way to make room for his steak and also eyeballed his own plate.

You both ate slowly, savoring every moment together, as well as every bite of your delicious food. You discussed more baby names and decided that Angela would be the perfect name for a girl and Angel for a boy. Either way, Drew's mother would be remembered every time you uttered your child's name.

"Well hey, guys!"

You both looked up to see Sheamus and Nia Jax standing by your table.

You both stood and greeted them and offered for them to sit at your table to which they accepted.

Once they were seated, the waiter came and took their orders and hurried off to get their drinks and food.

Soon you and Drew each finished your meal, and ordered a desert to split-a Crème Brûlée with fresh berries, and then you rose to your feet to go to the ladies room. Nia stood as well and walked with you to the bathroom. You had the distinct feeling she was watching out for you as if you were a ticking time bomb. You small talked the whole time you were in the ladies room and then when you were finished taking care of your business, you walked out of the stall and went to the sinks to wash your hands.

"So have you decided on a name for the baby," Nia asked, looking in the mirror and running her hands over her unruly hair.

"Yes, I think we have," you said, clearly excited. "We picked out Angela for a girl and Angel for a boy."

"Oh, my God, that is so sweet!"

"It will be our way of remembering Drew's mother and- OH!"

A splash of water hit your feet.

That's weird, you thought. I didn't splash any water out of the sink. And it's warm.

"What is it," Nia demanded, ready to go on red alert.

"My water. It just broke," you said, your brain only just then computing what had happened.

"Oh, wow," Nia said. "Come on, let's get you back to Drew. We need to get you to the hospital."

"Yeah," you mumbled, almost in shock. It seemed like just yesterday you were telling Drew you were having a baby and now here you were, in labor.

You and Nia made your way back outside and hurried over to the table where Drew and Sheamus sat drinking their beer and talking.

A contraction hit you hard then and you doubled over, grabbing at your stomach. "Oh, my God… that hurts!"

"Babe, what's wrong," Drew said as he and Sheamus immediately stood to their feet.

"Her water broke in the ladies' room," Nia answered for you, reaching over and rubbing your back.

"Excuse me, is the lady alright?" The waiter approached and looked quite frightened.

"I need an ambulance for my fiancée, please. She's in labor," Drew answered, coming around the table to stand by you. "Come sit down, love." You obediently sat down in the chair he pulled out for you as the waiter went to call for an ambulance.

The emergency vehicle arrived only about five minutes later. You were quite thankful for the fact. Within minutes you were loaded into the ambulance with Drew by your side and Sheamus and Nia following behind in their car.

Once you reached the hospital, you were unloaded and wheeled immediately to the maternity ward where a labor and delivery nurse began asking questions about your contractions and how you were feeling. She also handed a sheaf of papers over to Drew to fill out.

"OH LORD," you cried as another contraction hit you.

"Those contractions seem to be getting closer together. We need to get you into the birthing room and let me check you over.

Minutes later, you were settled in the delivery room and people were fussing over you left and right and you were in PAIN. Your pelvic muscles were seizing and your back was screaming. So naturally, you were terrified of the epidural. Which as it so happened, wasn't near as scary as you thought it'd be.

Drew was with you the whole step of the way, holding your hand, running his hand over your back and whispering soft words to you.

Sooner than you realized, it was time to push.

This is what had you scared. What if your body wasn't strong enough to bring a human being into the world? What if you just couldn't do it? What would happen?

"Okay, let's get your feet in the stirrups and on your next contraction I want you to push," Your obstetrician said.

You were terrified but you did as your doctor said and pushed as a contraction hit. You screamed through the push and beared down as hard as you could.

"Good, Y/N. That's great! Again!"

You did this… It seemed endless. But finally the doctor said, "I can see the head!"

When the next contraction hit you pushed with all your might. You were ready for this baby to be born.

"Baby, you're doing amazing," Drew said, kissing your temple.

You pushed again, determined to have the baby.

A baby's cry pierced the air. "It's out," the doctor exclaimed. "A baby girl!"

"Angela…" You cried weakly. "Our baby girl, Drew."

Suddenly your pelvic muscles seized again and you gripped Drew's hand. "An-Another contraction!" You gasped out.

"What," the doctor asked, handing the baby over to the delivery nurses to be cleaned up.

Your body began pushing on its own almost and you beared down further with a scream.

"We have a hidden twin, folks!"

"What?" you cried.

"The ultrasounds didn't pick up the second baby. You're having twins, Y/N." She got back into position between your legs. "Okay, you can do this, Y/N. You just have to push some more."

Taking a deep breath you beared down and pushed as hard as you could with a loud wail.

"Good! One more! One more push, baby," Drew encouraged you, gripping your hand in his. "Squeeze my hand, love."

With a sob of exhaustion you did squeeze his hand and pushed the baby out completely on your next push. Another baby's wail rang out and you smiled. Happy that both babies were crying and apparently healthy.

"Oh, God…" you fell back against the pillow behind you and panted. "Please tell me that it's not triplets."

"It's another little girl," the doctor reported. "Twin girls."

"I'm so proud of you," Drew whispered. He brought your hand to his lips and kissed it. "So proud."

"I love you," you told him, smiling. "We have two daughters, Drew."

He kissed the top of your head. "I know it. Angela, and… What should we name the second one?"

"Anne," you whispered. His mother's middle name. "Angela and Anne."

"Are you sure," Drew asked, tears in his eyes. "You wouldn't mind?"

"Not at all," you said, reaching up and cupping his face in your hand. "Not at all."

The babies were cleaned up and then one was handed to you, and one to Drew. The crying had finally stopped and now the babies cooed and gurgled in your arms.

"Oh my gosh, they're so precious," you exclaimed. "We did good, babe."

"Yes, we did."

"I love you, so much," You whispered, gazing up at your soon-to-be husband.

"And I love you," he returned, reaching over and stroking the side of your face. "I can't wait for you to become my wife."

"I can't either."

You both looked down at your daughters and smiled. Life couldn't get much better.

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Five Months Later

(The Saturday before Halloween…)

You smiled at all the women in your dressing quarters helping you to get ready for your wedding. Being that Halloween was when you fell in love and got engaged, as well as announced your pregnancy, you wanted to have your wedding as close to the Holiday as possible. But you knew it was impossible to have the wedding on the exact holiday since it was a Monday and many of your guests-the Monday Night RAW roster-would have to work. And Sunday seemed too irreverent, so Saturday had to do.

The wedding was held in Abernathy Forest in Scotland and was a costume party-slash-wedding. Yours and Drew's costumes were from The Princess Bride-Drew's costume was the solid black ensemble that Westley wore in the Fire Swamp and your costume was the red dress that Buttercup wore, also in the Fire Swamp. You even wore a long blond wig to ensure your hair was just the right tone for the costume-you'd gone all out on the apparel.

Finally, you were fully dressed and ready for the wedding.

"Is the bride ready," Drew's brother, and groomsman, David, asked at the flap to your dressing tent.

"I am," you called out, excited and ready to be married.

The twins were with your parents, the party was ready to unfold. All you had to do was get married!

Upon reporting that you were ready, David and the other groomsmen-Drew included-took their places at the makeshift altar while classical music played.

Suddenly Canon began playing and the bridesmaids went down the rustic isle slowly to give you extra time for any last minute touches you needed to make.

The music faded out once the bridesmaids all took their places and then the introduction to the Wedding March rang out, and you took a deep breath.

Nervous, but excited, you held your bouquet of wildflowers in your hands and began the slow walk down the aisle. You glanced around you as you walked and took note of everyone's costumes. Couples dressed as famous couples in history, from movies-like you and Drew-and single people dressed as their favorite characters from movies and tv shows. You smiled, your happiness radiating off you. You looked to the altar and saw Drew. He was breathtaking in his black trousers and baggy black dress shirt. You sighed dreamily. This man was yours. And you were his. At long last.

You finally made it to Drew's side and smiled up at him, tears threatening to fall. He took your hand, kissed it and you both turned to the minister, waiting on him to begin.

"Dearly Beloved, we are gathered here today in the presence of God, and before you, as witnesses, to join Drew and Y/N in matrimony, which should never be entered into lightly, but rather with a healthy reverence for the commitment and sacrifice that is needed to maintain and grow the marriage bond." The minister began.

"Into this holy union Drew and Y/N now come to be joined. If any of you can show just cause why they may not lawfully be married, speak now; or forever hold your peace." He paused, giving anyone time to speak out. SIlence met their ears and the minister continued.

"Drew, will you take this woman, whose hands you hold, choosing her alone to be your wedded wife? Will you live with her in the state of true matrimony? Will you love her, comfort her, through good times and bad, in sickness and in health, honor her at all times, and be faithful to her?"

Drew looked down at you and smiled warmly, "I do."

The minister turned to you then and spoke again. "Y/N, will you take this man, whose hands you hold, choosing him alone to be your wedded husband? Will you live with him in the state of true matrimony? Will you love him, comfort him, through good times and bad, in sickness and in health, honor him at all times, and be faithful to him?"

You smiled back at Drew and squeezed his hands. "I do."

The minister moved on to vows and you each gave your own vows to one another. Then you placed the wedding rings on each of your hands and swore to love each other till death do you part.

"By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you man and wife. Drew, you may kiss your bride."

With a smile and a flash of his dimples, Drew leaned down, touched his lips to yours and kissed you.

"I love you, Mrs. McIntyre."

"I love you too, Mr. McIntyre," you returned, wrapping your arms around his neck.

He pulled you close and kissed you again as all the guests cheered and hooted.

"We can't go anywhere but up," Drew said, taking your hand and leading you back down the aisle so you could start the wedding reception.

"And go up we shall," you gave him an impish smile. "I'm pregnant again."

"Again?" Drew asked in shock. "Already?"

You nodded, a smile on your lips, "We're having a little boy. Andrew McLean McIntyre the fifth."

"I couldn't love you any more than I do now," Drew said, nearly speechless. He stopped walking and pulled you into his embrace again. "Really. I love you so much, Y/N."

"I know. And I love you every bit as much."

"Let's get to the party and announce our newest addition to the family."

You nodded and walked with him, hand in hand to the venue.

You were both ready for whatever life handed you. As long as you had each other, and your children, nothing would get in your way.

THE END