Chapter Thirty Six:

Scott was a little taken back before smiling.

"Wow. It is a small world." Kim smiled up at him while Jon continued squeezing Brooklyn's hand.

"A little to tight babe" she whispered to him, making him release it a little.

"Its nice to see you guys again. Brooklyn you're bigger than before, how far are you now?" Jon jumped in before she could even open her mouth.

"I thought I told you to leave us alone." Scott looked at Jon wide eyed, making Brooklyn raise an eyebrow. Obviously his mother said nothing about their strained relationship.

"How dare you show up to where we work. I should have known stalking us online wouldn't be good enough. Not for someone like you" he spat. Scott scowled and stepped forward a little.

"Whoa Jon, relax. She's here with me. That's not going to be a problem is it."

"Yes in fact it is. What? Decided to hitch yourself to him so he'll give you money instead of me this time?" Brooklyn could see superstars stopping around them.

"Watch yourself Jon. That's my girlfriend you're talking about." Jon laughed darkly.

"Jon, I'm changed. I'm clean now and I'm in love. I just want to show you I deserve to be in your's and the baby's lives."

"No" he yelled, making Brooklyn jump.

"I told you already, no. You will have nothing to do with me, Brooklyn, or the babies."

"Jon relax" Brooklyn said, laying a hand on his chest.

"Stay the hell away from us" he said, turning and walking off to find a place to cool down.

"Brooklyn please-."

"No. He told you how he feels. You knew he'd be here and so would I. I would even bet when my uncle told you he knew me, you didn't tell him a thing about our last run in did you." She didn't answer her, making Scott raise an eyebrow.

"Would someone like to tell me what's going on?"

"Ask her. I need to go find Jon. Please, keep her away from us" she said, walking away. She looked all over for Jon, finding nothing.

"Colby!" The two toned hair man turned and around.

"What's up Brook?"

"Have you seen Jon?"

"Yea he stormed out to the parking lot. What happened? He seemed pretty pissed."

"His mother is dating my uncle." He looked wide eyed.

"Really?" She nodded.

"Yea and it didn't go over well. Do you know where exactly in the parking lot?"

"No I just saw him head out the doors." Brooklyn nodded and walked further backstage before heading out the double doors the led you outside. She looked all over before she saw him sitting on top of a equipment case. Walking over, she gently set her hand on his arm as he looked down at his lap.

"Jon. Are you okay?"

"What do you think" came his flat response. She nodded and rubbed his arm before carefully getting up beside him.

"I didn't know it was her. If I did, I would have said no in an instant." He nodded before picking his head up and looking out at the cars and buses.

"Should have known she'd do anything to get back and ruin my life. What did Scott say?"

"Well before I left, I kind of told her off. I'm guessing she didn't really tell him about you two or that she was your mother at all."

"Sounds like her. I'm sorry I yelled."

"Don't be. I would have if I was in your shoes too. I told uncle Scott to keep her away from us though." Jon scoffed.

"Like that'll stop her. She's like ring rat that doesn't take no for an answer."

"Speaking from experience cowboy" she teased, trying to get him to laugh. He turned and looked at her before laying his head on her shoulder while she stroked his thigh.

"I guess we're not going to dinner tonight."

"Not unless your uncle gets a new girlfriend in the next three hours." Brooklyn giggled softly as he lifted his head of her shoulder.

"I'll make it up to you." She smiled and kissed him gently.

"Can we go inside now? I'm a little cold." Jon nodded, slipping his gray leather jacket off and slipping it on her shoulder's before hopping down and lifting her down.

They walked back to the locker room. Brooklyn could tell he was still angry and stressed so she pushed him down on the couch and sat down in his lap.

"After your match, why don't we get out of here and go to the hotel. Jon looked at her, a small smirk appearing.

"Sounds fine by me." She smiled and kissed him softly before laying her head down on his shoulder. They stayed that way for a while before it was time for his match.

"Please stay in here."

"I will. Good luck." She gave him a kiss and his leather jacket before he left. She shut the door behind him and sat down on the couch, turning the tv on so she could watch. His music had just gone off when there was a knock on the door.

Sighing, she got herself up and opened it.

"Oh hey uncle Scott."

"Hey sunshine. Jon here?"

"No he's out there" she said, pointing at the monitor. He nodded.

"I just came to apologize. I had no clue that was his mother."

"I figured. Are you still going to be with her?"

"Of course. Come on Brook, from what she told me, I can see she's changed. Maybe Jon should give her a chance." Brooklyn shook her head.

"No he shouldn't. Not after the childhood he had with her. And if she sent you here to try and get him to make up, then don't bother uncle Scott."

"No she didn't send me. Look, I am sorry that this happened. I promise to try and keep her as far away from you guys as possible but that's going to be kind of hard when we're on the same tour."

"Please uncle Scott, keep her away from us. Neither Jon nor I need the stress. Jon has made it clear he wants nothing to do with her and he doesn't want her around me or the babies. So please keep her away." Scott sighed and ran a hand through his hair.

"I'll try my best. So I guess I better go get her."

"Why?"

"Because I left her near the gorilla. I'll see you later." He kissed her forehead before leaving. Brooklyn sighed and shut the door. She sat back down on the couch, grabbing Jon's sweatshirt and crumbling it up so she could use it as a pillow as she watched Jon's match. He was a little crazier than normal but she knew why. If Jon was having a bad day, you'd be able to tell when he wrestles. Her eyes started growing heavy half right at the end of the match.

She was half asleep when she heard the locker room door open and close. Looking up, she saw Jon come into view.

"Tired darlin?" She nodded as he crouched down in front of her.

"Do you wanna go back now or can I shower first?"

"Go shower. You're sweaty." He smirked, making her smile.

"I'll be right out." She nodded as he kissed her forehead before going to the bathroom. He showered quickly before he changed and walked back out to the locker room. He helped her up and they grabbed their bags before leaving.

"What time is your signing tomorrow?"

"Eleven. What time are you meeting Nikki?"

"Noon. Then I'll come meet you at your signing." He nodded as the taxi continued driving them. They got back to the hotel and made it to their room.

Brooklyn could still tell Jon was a little tense about what happened so she decided to do something to help him relax.

"Jon."

"Yea?"

"Can you take your shirt off and lay on the bed please." He looked at her and smirked.

"Why?" She smiled.

"Because your still tense and I want to help. Please." She stuck her bottom lip out in a pout and he sighed. He took his shirt off and layed on the bed.

"On your stomach please" she said, stripping off her own clothes so she was in her bra and underwear. She grabbed a bottle of lotion from her bag while he turned over and waited. Brooklyn climbed on the bed and straddled his butt, putting some lotion in her hands before starting to rub his back.

Jon groaned as she hit all the right spots. He reached a hand around to rest on her leg as she continued her magic.

"Were a masseuse or something in college." Brooklyn giggled as she put more lotion on her hands.

"No but when I was younger, I would watch my dad get back massages and the guys use to let me help." He nodded but let out a loud groan as she worked at a big knot.

"If I wasn't going to marry you already." Brooklyn giggled as she continued her work. After a few more minutes she carefully got off of him and wiped her hands.

"Come here" he said, patting the bed. She threw the napkin away before getting on the bed with him, smiling when he maneuvered them to lay on the pillows.

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"I'm not wearing this" Brooklyn said, giving Nikki the fancy little hat back.

"Why not? Don't you wanna dress the part? Immerse yourself in the culture? " Brooklyn gave her a look.

"Nikki we're going shopping, not meeting the Queen of England." She rolled her eyes and put the hat back in her bag.

"Fine, be that way. Where's Jon?"

"At a signing" she said, walking back to the bathroom to finish her make up.

"What happened yesterday? Brie said she heard him yelling in catering."

"His mother is back. She is dating my uncle."

"Shawn?"

"Ew no, he's married. Scott." Nikki nodded as Brooklyn turned the bathroom light off and walked out to the bedroom, pulling her black combat boots on.

"Oh. So what happened."

"Jon kind of flipped. He told her to leave us alone and she knew we'd be there. We were supposed to have dinner with them last night."

"That didn't happen did it?" She shook her head and fixed her black shirt. She was wearing a simple black shirt, dark blue jeans, black combat boots, and her black leather jacket.

"Nope. I'm surprised Jon didn't hit something yesterday."

"He really hates her that much." Brooklyn nodded and grabbed her phone and purse.

"Yea. Can we not talk about her. Just thinking about the whole thing gives me a headache." Nikki nodded as they left Brooklyn and Jon's room.

"Alright, then how have the babies been" she said changing the subject as the took the elevator down to the waiting cab. Brooklyn smiled.

"They're good. They started kicking yesterday." Nikki gasped and smiled.

"Really?"

"Yea. Here they're kicking right now." She took her hand and placed it on the spot where they kicked. Nikki smiled when she felt them but she also felt a little sad, knowing that she'd probably never have the experience herself.

"That's so cool. Does it feel weird?"

"A little. They just stared yesterday. It feels like a small flutter in your stomach."

"Aw my little god babies." Brooklyn smiled.

"Driver stop here please." Brooklyn looked confused as the car stopped and the driver helped them out. When she got out, she looked and saw they were in front of of a baby boutique.

"What are we doing here?"

"Shopping for my god babies. Come on." Nikki looped her arm with Brooklyn's before leading them inside." They were able to find a lot of cute things for the babies.

"Are you having a baby shower?" Brooklyn shrugged as she looked through more clothes.

"I don't know. I know they're having Jon do a lot before he leaves to help me with the babies so I wouldn't know when to do it."

"Well what if I planned something for you."

"You'd do that?"

"Of course. Leave it all to me." Brooklyn smiled and nodded.

"Thanks Nikki." Nikki smiled before they left, going to a local clothes shop for adults.

"Don't take this the wrong way, but how big are you" Nikki asked as she picked up a nice black dress. Brooklyn sighed. She wished she could still fit into clothes like that. But she couldn't. Not with this stomach.

"Um I'm not sure, we haven't really measured. I'm up to one fifty now when we went to the doctors."

"Really? You don't look that big."

"Its mostly my stomach. Since I'm having twins, I'm bigger then most woman at six months."

"You still look great." Brooklyn gave her a small smile.

"Thank you." Nikki smiled as she continued looking. Looking around, Brooklyn saw a dress hanging in the maternity section that she thought was beautiful. Walking over and picking it up, she checked the size, making sure it would fit her, before she walked to the dressing room and stripped her clothes before getting it on. She tried zipping it, but it wouldn't budge.

"Hey Nikki" she called.

"Yea?"

"Can you come zip this for me?"

"Sure." Brooklyn waited and when the door opened, she turned around as Nikki tugged on the zipper.

"Um Brook, I don't think this is gonna zip" she said, tugging on it. It would go half way before it stopped.

"That's impossible. This is my size. Are you sure its not stuck on the fabric or something." Nikki looked and shook her head.

"No, its not stuck or anything. Maybe its just marked wrong."

"Yea, maybe" she said softly. When Nikki left, she dropped the dress, looking at the tag. It was marked right. She turned and looked at herself in the mirror, she sighed and placed her hands on her stomach. She had grown again. Dropping her eyes, she put her clothes back on before walking back out.

"Hey Nikki, can we go? I'm not in the mood for shopping anymore." Nikki nodded.

"Of course." Brooklyn nodded and hung the dress back up while Nikki payed for her stuff. When she was done, Brooklyn wasted no time walking to the car. Getting to the signing venue, Brooklyn hugged Nikki goodbye before grabbing the baby clothes and getting out.

"Ms. Levesque" Roger, a security guard nodded.

"Hey Roger. Jon still signing?"

"Yes he is. He said when you got here to take you back to the waiting room. He also said to make sure that if you were carrying anything, to take it and carry it myself." Brooklyn laughed.

You don't have to do that Roger. Like I've told him many times, I'm pregnant not made of glass." Roger laughed and led her into the building and to the waiting room. He opened the door for her, Brooklyn thanking him as she passed into the room. She placed her bags down and sat down on one of the leather couches.

About thirty minutes later, the door opened and Jon walked in wearing his ring gear.

"Hey" he said, smiling at her. She smiled when he lent down and kissed her.

"Hey. How was the signing?" He shrugged as he sat down next to her and wrapped an arm around her shoulder's.

"It was good. People kept asking me why I had hand sanitizer with me."

"Why do you again?"

"Two reasons. One, I don't like being sick and if I do I don't want to give it to you because lets face it, I'd still kiss you." Brooklyn giggled.

"And what about the second one?"

"I know that that'd mean no sex until I was better." Brooklyn rolled her eyes.

"I'm kidding. How was shopping?" Brooklyn gave a small smile.

"Good. Nikki and I got some stuff for the babies. She wanted to get sailor suits but I told her no."

"Good. What did you get? Anything special" he asked, smirking.

"No. I didn't get anything." He raised his eyebrows in confusion.

"Why not?" Brooklyn shrugged.

"Just couldn't find anything. And why buy lingerie when I know it'll just be ripped and I'll have to buy more." Jon held up his hand in surrender.

"I promise to try and stop ripping it." She smiled and layed her head on his shoulder.

"Jon?"

"Yea" he said, playing with the ends of her hair.

"Can we stop at the art store?" He furrowed his eyebrows.

"Why?"

"I wanna get a fabric measuring tape so we can measure how big I am around."

"Why?"

"I just want to know." He looked down at her. He thought for a minute. First she didn't buy anything new, now she wants to measure how big she is. Jon sighed and held her close.

"You're not having those thoughts again are you?"

"What thoughts" she said, playing dumb as she looked down at his leg while she was tracing patterns with her fingers. Jon rolled his eyes and took her chin between his thumb and pointer finger, lifting her face to look at him.

"Brooklyn, do I look I was born yesterday? You know what I'm talking about and I want the truth. Now." Brooklyn sighed. She should have known he would catch on.

"I tried a dress on and it didn't fit, even though it was my size. Then I watched Nikki looking at all these different dresses and I just wished I could still wear what I used to." Jon could see the tears form in her eyes.

"You will wear clothes like that again darlin. I promise. You are still beautiful, no matter what."

"Really" she said, her voice trembling a little with the threat of tears spilling.

"Really. I want you to promise me, no more of these thoughts." Brooklyn nodded.

"I promise." He nodded and wiped her tears away before they could fall. He kissed her gently before standing up and offering her a hand. Brooklyn placed her small hand in hers and grabbed the bags before they left to go back to the hotel.