Chapter Thirty Seven:
Jon woke up the next morning, Brooklyn fast asleep in his arms. He rubbed his eyes before looking down at her. He knew she was in a fragile state and he wished he could do something to help. Anyone could see Brooklyn was still beautiful despite being six months pregnant.
"Your mommy is crazy" he said, placing his hand on her stomach, smiling when he felt them kick.
"Active, just like me. Lets hope that's all you guys get from me." He smiled when they kicked again. His, their, son and daughter would be here in just three short months. Jon's blue eyes flickered up when he felt Brooklyn move. She moved closer to him before going right back to sleep. Jon sighed and pushed some hair out her face. Last night he tried to do anything and everything to relax her and get her spirits back up but nothing worked.
Brooklyn went through her entire suitcase, trying everything on just to make sure it still fit despite what Jon was telling her. He was scared she was going to get herself so worked up or stressed out, something would happen to the babies.
A knock sounded on the door, making Jon look out the door. Sighing, he gently got up and moved Brooklyn, making sure she was comfortable before going to the door, snagging sweatpants on the way. He slipped them on before opening it.
"Really? Put a shirt on." Jon laughed as Brooklyn's parents and sisters walked in.
"Hiya Jon" Vaughn said, making Jon smile.
"Hi Vaughn. What are you guys doing here?"
"We just came by to see if you and Brooklyn wanted to go get breakfast." Jon shrugged and ran a hand through his dirty blonde hair.
"I don't know. She didn't have the best night last night so I think she is kind of tired." Her parent's furrowed their eyebrows. Oh boy, here comes the questioning.
"Why? What happened?"
"I guess when she was shopping with Nikki yesterday, she tried a dress on that was supposed to be her size but it didn't fit. She was really upset about it. When we came back her, she tried every piece of clothing on and threw what didn't fit in a pile." He pointed to the pile of clothes just outside their door.
"Doesn't look like much" Stephanie said. Jon nodded.
"Well we know that but she still had a rough night."
"What if me and the girls took her out. Maybe to the spa, do you think that would help." Jon looked at her and nodded.
"I think that would help a lot. Paul, Colby and Joe are coming over to hang out if you want to stay. We were gonna play some poker." Paul nodded.
"I'm down to whip your guys asses." Jon laughed and they all looked to the bedroom when the door opened and Brooklyn walked out.
"Hey" Jon said, wrapping his arm around her when she got close.
"Hi sissy" all three girls chorused.
"Hi guys" she said sleepily, rubbing her eyes.
"What are you guys doing here" she asked, turning her attention to her parents.
"Just stopped in. The girls and I are gonna do a spa day and we wanted to know if you wanted to come."
"I don't know. I'm not really in the mood to be in a robe or towel all day." Her parents shared a look with Jon without Brooklyn noticing.
"Come on darlin, it'll be fun. You get to relax and spend time with your mom and sisters." Brooklyn looked up at Jon.
"Please Brooklyn" Vaughn said, getting off the couch and wrapping her arms around her sisters legs. She looked down at her sister and sighed.
"What about dad?"
"I'm staying and playing poker with the boys. Go Brook you look like you could use some relaxation time." She sighed again and nodded.
"Okay. Just let me get dressed."
"Yea, the girls have to change too. We'll come get you in about twenty minutes." Brooklyn nodded and watched as her family left, leaving her alone with Jon.
"You okay baby" he said, wrapping his arms fully around her.
"Yea, just tired. I better go get ready, can you throw those clothes out please." She kissed his cheek before walking into their room. He picked them all up and hid them in the room before going back to their room.
"What are you gonna wear today?"
"Probably leggings because that's all that I feel comfortable in right now." Jon shook his head as she pulled out black leggings, a white over sized sweater, her red knitted scarf, and black bra and panties.
"Hey" he said, capturing her hand, and pulling her to stand in front of him. He placed his hands on her hips, kissing her stomach.
"You're still beautiful Brooklyn, just like I told you last night. Its mostly your stomach growing and that is because of the babies. Please stop with these thoughts."
"I'm trying buts its hard when half my clothes don't fit anymore."
"But they will fit again baby." Brooklyn just shook her head and walked into the bathroom to change. Jon sighed and ran his hand through his hair.
Brooklyn changed and did her make up before walking back out to the bedroom.
"You look beautiful" Jon said as he was slipping a shirt on.
"Thank you" she said softly. When she turned around from putting her engagement ring on, she was surprised to be pulled into a passionate kiss that made her toes curl in her boots. He opened her mouth with his tongue, making sure every square inch of her mouth was touched.
He pulled away when there was a knock on their door.
"I love you" he said, leaning his forehead on hers.
"I love you too." The knock sounded again followed by her father's voice.
"If you're doing what I think you're doing, you're fired Jon." Brooklyn couldn't help but giggle as Jon grabbed her hand and led her out to the door.
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"What color should I do Brook?" Brooklyn looked at the nail polishes. They were at the spa and about to get manicures and pedicures.
"Hm, what about the deep red."
"Okay. Will you do the same?" Brooklyn nodded and Stephanie smiled at her daughter's as they all sat in their chairs, Vaughn choosing to sit on Brooklyn's lap since she was a little small to reach the pedicure tub.
"How have you been honey?"
"Good I guess. A little stressed."
"Why? What's going on?"
"Well for one, my clothes aren't fitting good anymore. Two, Jon's mother is dating uncle Scott." Stephanie looked at her wide eyed. Scott had just introduced them to his girlfriend at the shows, not mentioning who she was.
"They don't have a good relationship right?" Brooklyn nodded.
"Right. She never told uncle Scott that she knew us. She's been basically stalking us online. When we ran into her in Cincinnati, she kept trying to get me to help her reconcile with Jon. She won't take no for an answer. I told uncle Scott he had to keep her away from us."
"Aw honey I'm sorry you have to deal with this." Brooklyn shrugged.
"I've done all I can do I guess." Stephanie shook her head. No, she was gonna do something. There was no way she was gonna let her six month pregnant daughter get stressed out over something like this.
"I'll see what I can do honey."
"No mom its-."
"No its not okay Brooklyn. Some would consider this harassment and you don't need the stress. I'm sure your father, and Jon would be with me on this one. I will see what we can do." Brooklyn nodded. She knew better then to argue with her mother.
"Mom" she said.
"Yea B?"
"How did you deal with gaining weight when you were pregnant?" Stephanie looked at her daughter.
"Well with you, I didn't gain a whole lot, maybe twenty pounds at the most. The other three I gained a little more."
"How did you deal with it?"
"I kept repeating to myself, it wasn't me gaining weight, it was the babies. If I wasn't gaining it, then they weren't and that would be bad."
"You sound like Jon" she said with a little laugh.
"Well he is right. B, you look fine. I promise." Brooklyn gave a small smile as one of the babies kicked.
"Sissy what is that" Vaughn said, feeling something hit her back. Brooklyn smiled.
"It was the babies kicking."
"They started" Stephanie said smiling. Brooklyn nodded and took her mom's free hand and placed it on her stomach. Stephanie smiled feeling her grand babies kick.
"Does it feel weird sissy?"
"No its feels funny. Like butterflies in your stomach."
"I can't believe your having twins. Seems like just yesterday you were running around grandma and grandpas house with your dolls, playing wrestling with them." Brooklyn smiled and squeezed her moms hand.
"What do you think dad and Jon are doing" Aurora asked her sister.
"Probably hustling each other or teaming up against Colby and Joe." The girls and her mom laughed.
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"Shit!" Jon and Paul laughed as they took their winnings and split them.
"Another hand boys" Paul said, shuffling the cards.
"Yea. I have to win some money back" Colby said as Paul delt the cards.
"How is Brooklyn, Jon" Joe asked as they bet. Jon sighed.
"Okay I guess. We're going through a little bump right now."
"Why?"
"Because Brooklyn is like her mother" Paul inserted. Colby and Joe looked at Jon for clarification.
"Brooklyn is having some negative thoughts about herself. Threw half her clothes out here and told me to throw them away. Wouldn't sleep naked last night like we usually do."
"Okay, really" Paul said, glaring at Jon who's eyes widened when he realized what he said in front of the older man.
"Sorry" he said looking down at his cards. Joe and Colby chuckled.
"Gal went through the same phase."
"So did Stephanie."
"What did you guys do?"
"Well I made the mistake of telling Steph she only gained twenty pounds. A heel was thrown at my head. Lets just say I didn't make that mistake again." The three men laughed at their boss.
"What did you do for Gal?"
"I made her see what I saw. I made her see how beautiful she still was. I even do it now when she has some self doubts."
"I want to do something. I hate when she is like this."
"Well if she is anything like her mother, she needs a lot of reassurance that she still looks great. She just needs attention and pampering."
"He already pampers her" Colby said, laughing when Jon threw pretzels at him.
"I know but it just needs to be a little extra." Jon nodded as they continued playing their hands. About and hour later, Joe and Colby left leaving Paul and Jon to keep playing.
"Paul, can I ask you a question?"
"Depends on what it is." Jon chuckled and placed his bet.
"Is being a father hard?" Paul looked up at Jon, who kept his gaze on his cards. He could see a little nervousness on his face and he recognized it as the same look he had when Stephanie was pregnant with Brooklyn.
"It depends I guess, on what type of father you are. Why?"
"I um, I didn't have a great dad." Paul nodded not needing to hear anymore.
"And your afraid you'll end up like him?" Jon nodded, finally lifting his eyes up to meet Paul's.
"What if I can't protect them? What if I can't give them the love they deserve. What if I screw up and Brooklyn doesn't want to be with me and kicks me out?"
"Jon, there is no doubt in my mind that the love you give Brooklyn is going to be the exact same love, if not more for the twins. You're already protective over them. I see the pictures all the fans take. You keep Brooklyn right next to you, a protective arm around her waist. And as for Brooklyn hating you, I think pigs would fly and Brad would get a P.H.D before she hates you." Jon laughed and nodded.
"I guess Brooklyn's not the only one with some insecurities." Paul nodded as they showed their cards.
"Its to expected. I had the same thoughts when Brooklyn was born. I was just starting my career and was going to be on the road a lot. Jon, don't let whatever happened in your past, define you are now. You're going to be a great dad to those kids." Jon nodded and they looked at their cards.
"About damn time" Jon said, taking his winnings. Paul was about to ask about another hand when the hotel door opened and in walked Brooklyn.
"Hey babe" Jon said, getting up and hugging her before giving her a chaste kiss.
"Hi. How was poker?"
"I beat their asses" her dad said, standing up. Brooklyn giggled.
"I knew it. Mom and the girls are back at the room. She said to tell you to go back so they could sight see." Paul nodded and grabbed his winnings before hugging his daughter.
"I'll see you later kid." Brooklyn nodded as he kissed her head then shook Jon's hand.
"Jon it was a pleasure kicking your ass ans hustling Joe and Colby." Jon and Brooklyn laughed as her dad walked out and shut the door.
"How was the spa?"
"It was good. My mom and I talked about your mom. Seems when uncle Scott introduced them, he didn't tell them who she was. Mom said she was gonna look into what she can do to keep her away from us."
"Really?" Brooklyn nodded as he rubbed her back.
"Yea she said she didn't want her around if it meant stress for the both of us."
"I knew I liked your mom." Brooklyn giggled.
"I'm gonna go take a hot shower. My back hurts." Jon furrowed his eyebrows.
"Why? Didn't you get a massage at the spa?"
"No I told you, I didn't feel like being in nothing but a towel. Especially in front of strangers. Besides, there were only male masseuses and I know how possessive you are" she teased. Jon smirked and pulled her close.
"Only with you darlin. Go ahead and shower. I'll order lunch." Before she could answer, he pulled her in for a passionate kiss. Brooklyn moaned into his mouth, breaking away only for air.
"Go Brook, lunch will be here when you get out. What do you want?"
"Crispy chicken salad please with two ranch." He nodded and she kissed him again before going into their room and to the bathroom. Jon sighed and picked up the phone, calling down to room service.
When he was done, he looked to the bathroom, an idea coming to him. He knew Brooklyn would probably kill him but he needed to do something to get these thoughts out of her head.
Quietly sneaking into the bathroom, he smiled hearing Brooklyn singing softly. He quietly grabbed her towels and fresh clothes before leaving and shutting the door.
"Oh she's gonna kill me" he said to himself as he layed on the bed, waiting for her.
Brooklyn and her back were feeling much better after her half hour shower. Turning the water off, she reached a hand out for her towel, frowning when she felt nothing. Poking her head out, she saw all the towels were gone, plus her clothes.
"Jon" she yelled.
Jon couldn't help the smirk that grew on his face.
"Yes sweetheart?" Looking to the door, he saw it crack open and her head pop out.
"Where are the towels and my clothes?"
"Here with me. Since you're not in front of strangers now and its only me here, you can come out as you are."
Brooklyn shook her head.
"Nope. Not happening."
"Why not? You've always done it before." Brooklyn's eyes dropped a little. He was right. She would walk around his apartment in Vegas or when they were in their hotel, naked sometimes after her shower and only if the blinds were closed.
"B-because its cold and I'll get sick."
"Brooklyn the heat is on in here. Come out, lunch should be here soon." Brooklyn shook her head.
"Please give them back."
"No. Not until my fiancee starts seeing how beautiful she is and stops being so negative about herself." Brooklyn's lip started trembling a little and her eyes watered. Jon seeing this, stood up with a towel and her clothes before walking over to her.
"I'll give you these but you have to do something for me first."
"What" she asked softly. He motioned her to stand back so he could get in. Setting the towels and her clothes on the sink, he walked behind her and turned her so they were both looking in the floor length mirror.
"What do you see darlin?"
"A woman being held captive in here by her mean fiance." Jon chuckled and shook his head.
"No. Do you know what I see?" Brooklyn shook her head.
"I see the most beautiful woman in the world. I see this strong, twenty three year old, glowing because she is pregnant with twins. I see the love of my life and the mother of my kids. But I haven't seen her as of late. I've seen this negative, self conscious person that I don't like. You should never have this thoughts Brooklyn because they are never true. Please stop thinking this way baby." Brooklyn sniffled as tears fell from her eyes. Jon turned her around as she buried her face in his chest and cried.
"D-do you mean it" she asked, pulling away to look up at him.
"With all my heart. Brooklyn, I've never been great with my feelings but ever since we've been together, I have been more honest with them. I'm going to always tell you the truth. You are the love of my life and I hate seeing you this way."
"I know but I can't help it. I'm-" Jon pushed a finger against her lips.
"Still beautiful, sexy, gorgeous, I could go on and on but we'd be here for a while."
"What do I do?"
"You stop worrying. Baby, don't you think the doctors would worry if you were to big? And wouldn't you worry if you weren't big? That would mean the babies weren't growing right but they are." Brooklyn nodded as he wiped her tears.
"I'm sorry" she said but Jon shook his head at her.
"Don't be. Your body is going through a lot of changes babe."
"So is yours" she said, running her hand over his big, strong arms, and muscled stomach.
"Yea but you look way better."
"Even pregnant?" Jon nodded and lent down to kiss her softly.
"So do you promise no more of these thoughts? No more putting yourself down? Because I will spank you if necessary." Brooklyn giggled a little making Jon smile.
"I promise. I guess I'm gonna have to go shopping since I threw a lot of my clothes away." Jon shook his head, a smile on his face.
"No you don't. I didn't throw them away. They're under the kitchen sink." Brooklyn smiled as a knock sounded on the door.
"That'll be lunch. Get dressed and I'll go get it." Brooklyn nodded as he kissed her softly.
"I love you."
"I love you too." They shared one more kiss before Jon left and Brooklyn got dressed. Since it was the one day Jon was off for the next two weeks, Brooklyn changed into shorts and a Lunatic Fringe shirt.
Jon brought lunch into their room and they ate in bed while watching some old wrestling matches on the network.
"Are you done" he asked. Brooklyn nodded and he took their plates and put them back on the cart. Brooklyn watched him and bit her lip. Getting up from the bed, she stood in front of him when he turned around.
"What" he said with a smirk, that was answered when she lent up and kissed him passionately on the lips. Jon's smirk grew as he wrapped his arms around her and deepened it.
"Make love to me Jon?"
"You don't ever have to ask darlin."
Two hours and four rounds of sex later, both layed on the bed, exhausted. Brooklyn looked over and saw Jon sound asleep. Kissing his cheek, she quietly got up and headed into the bathroom. Finishing her business, she couldn't help but stare in the mirror again. Placing her hands on her stomach, she turned to the side, her criticizing eyes going over ever inch of her body.
She had no stretch marks thanks to the lotion she had been using. Her arms and thighs still looked good. Her breasts looked amazing (just ask Jon) and her face still looked the same.
Brooklyn couldn't help the smile that formed to her face, which made a smile form to Jon's face as he watched her from their bed. She was finally seeing what he had and everyone else had been telling her.
She was beautiful no matter what.