Chapter Forty:

"What the hell are you doing here Orton." Jon opened the door a little wider as he saw the older superstar standing outside, a gift bag in his hand.

"I uh, got the email about the baby shower but it looks like I got the date wrong."

"How the hell did you get it?"

"Nikki accidentally sent it to me but since I'm working on things with Brook, I thought I would stop by. Can I come in? I think we should talk."

Jon wanted so badly to shut the door in his face but for some reason, he didn't and he didn't exactly know why.

"Fine." Randy nodded and stepped in as Jon shut the door. Moxley kept barking until Jon shushed him.

"Go lay down Mox." Moxley ran off back upstairs to Brooklyn and Jon's room as he and Randy went into the kitchen.

"What do you want to talk about and make it fast. Brooklyn is waiting for her food."

"I um, I wanted to apologize for everything I've done. I guess it was hard to see Brooklyn happy with someone else."

"So you let her get speared and put me in the hospital."

"I wasn't in the right mindset then. I thought that if I showed off, if I showed her how much I was still trying and how much I still cared, she would come back but she didn't even give me a second look. She deserves something better then I could give her and she's got it with you. I've never seen her face light up when she is with someone. Not even me. Like I told Brooklyn, I promise no more bullshit. I'm happy now and I have someone else."

"Look Randy, I'm gonna tell you straight up, I don't like you. But Brooklyn seems to have believed you when you talked to her and I have to admit, you haven't been a big pain in the ass lately, which is good since we have other shit going on."

"Are you always so honest?"

"Yes." Randy let out a little laugh before running a hand over his shaved head.

"So what, are we civil now."

"What do you think. I let you in my house and haven't hit you yet." Randy smirked and held his hand out. Jon hesitantly took it before shaking it.

"But I'm warning you Orton, you pull anything like this again, I will kick your ass. Again." Randy nodded, knowing he was serious.

"I promise, no more. I'm happy and Kim has shown me the error of my ways." Jon nodded.

"Is Brooklyn here, I want to give her this" he said, motioning to the bag.

"She is but she is upstairs resting. We just got back from the hospital."

"Why?"

"Long story. She is probably sleeping so-."

"No I'm not" she said, walking into the kitchen, stopping short when she saw who was there.

'He's here and they're not fighting. That's good' she thought.

"You're supposed to be" Jon said as she walked over to him.

"Yea well I'm hungry and you're taking to long." Randy laughed as Jon rolled his eyes

"What are you doing here Randy?"

"Came to drop this off." He handed the bag over and Brooklyn gave him a small smile.

"Its from me, Kim, and Alanna. Alanna picked it out, she thought it was cool and the babies would like it." Brooklyn pulled out a big box, laughing when she saw what it was. It was the little hammock things she was telling Jon about.

"You've got to be kidding me" Jon said as Brooklyn laughed.

"What" Randy asked.

"We were just talking about these upstairs a few minutes ago. Thank you Randy,and tell Kim and Alanna I said thank you too." Randy smiled and nodded.

"Well I should get going. If you guys ever need anything, let me know." Brooklyn nodded as Randy left. When she heard the door close, she turned to Jon.

"What was that about? You two in the same room without fighting."

"He apologized. I told him fine but if he did something like it again, I would kick his ass."

"Its a start' she thought when he walked over to the microwave and pulled her soup out.

"Back to bed, I'll bring it up."

"I'm not helpless" she said, going to pick the soup up when she was suddenly picked up, making her yelp.

"Fine, then I'll take you myself. Maybe I'll even tie you up so you can't leave."

"Mhm kinky" she said, making him groan as he carried her back up stairs.

"You're asking for it darlin." Brooklyn just smiled and buried her face in his neck when they walked into their room. Jon gently sat her down.

"Stay" he said, pointing a finger at her.

"Or what. Are you gonna spank me?"

"If you're lucky" he called as he went back downstairs. He placed her food on a tray and carried it back upstairs. Walking back into their room, he placed the tray in front of her before sitting next to her.

"Wanna watch the network?" Jon nodded and grabbed the remotes for the tv, turning it on and turning it to the network.

"What do you want to watch?" Brooklyn thought about for a minute before answering.

"Your first match in WWE."

"Survivor Series?" Brooklyn shook her head.

"No. The one where you have pink hair."

"That wasn't me, that was Jon Moxley. That's not me and you shouldn't watch him."

"Dean Ambrose isn't you either but I still watch him. Please. I wanna see what my baby daddy was like back then."

"Dean Ambrose is a tamed tiger compared to Jon Moxley and is that all I am, a baby daddy." Brooklyn laughed and cupped his face.

"No you're also my incredibly hot, sexy, muscly , smart, funny, sweet, and caring fiance."

"You could have stopped at hot and sexy." Brooklyn giggled and gave him a lingering kiss, smiling when he pulled her back for another one.

"Please" she said, sticking her bottom lip out in a pout.

"Fine but that is the only match I want you to see from that time. I told you, I wasn't right back then."

"You're not right now." Jon smirked and looked for the match as Brooklyn continued eating.

"Better than I was" he murmured, finding the match and pressing play. He would look out of the corner of his eye ever so often to see her reaction, shocked when he saw a big smile on her face.

"I like the trunks. Kind almost wish you still wore them." Jon chuckled as the match ended.

"What did you think?"

"I think that not a lot has changed. You still have the same passion and love for wrestling like you did back then. The only difference I see is the hair and your a little skinnier." She smiled at him and moved the tray to the side so she could move to straddle him.

"I wanna meet him" she said, staring at him.

"Who?"

"Jon Moxley." Jon shook his head.

"No. I was messed up and was not right. I don't wanna hurt you or scare you off."

"Scare me off? Jon we've been dating for nine months, engaged for about five, and we're having kids together. If I thought that this was gonna scare me off, don't you think I would reconsider this. What would Jon Moxley do to me, hm?" Jon smirked and wrapped his arms around her.

"Jon Moxley would do anything, and everything he wanted to you but he would make sure you'd like it. He could be a rough son of a bitch."

"What would Dean Ambrose do to me?" Jon chuckled and tightened his arms slightly.

"Dean Ambrose would be crazy in bed, kind of like Mox but he wouldn't be as crazy. Both however, would claim you as theirs as soon as they got you into bed."

"So what's the difference between them and Jonathan Good?"

"Jonathan Good is kind of like Dean Ambrose, except he never claimed anyone. Until you. Jonathan Good, would do anything in his power to make sure that you were the happiest person on earth"

"So you claimed me as soon as we slept together." Jon chuckled, knowing she was teasing.

"No. I claimed you the night we went to the club with everyone and you had to sleep in my bed because you didn't have your key. That was when I knew, you were gonna be mine."

"And I am proud to be yours. Just like you're mine." Jon smirked and nodded.

"I will always be yours." Brooklyn smiled and they kissed passionately.

"Would Jon Moxley like to come out and play" she whispered in his ear. Jon gave a throaty moan.

"Not like this. Not while you're pregnant. Maybe as soon as those pesky six weeks are up. Because as much as I would love to have some fun with you, I would never forgive myself if something happened to the babies or you because I couldn't control myself." Brooklyn nodded and kissed him again.

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"An evaluation" she asked laughing as she looked over Jon's script for that night.

"Yup. Maybe they'll actually find out I'm not crazy, I am perfectly normal." Brooklyn snorted, smiling when she saw she was going to be mentioned.

"I doubt it babe. Oh, you get to call me yours" she said, thinking back to their conversation.

"I'll call you mine any day. Wanna go get some food?"

"Sure. I hear they have hot turkey sandwiches with gravy down there and the twins are hungry." Jon laughed and grabbed her hand, interlocking their fingers before leading them down to catering.

"Are they hungry or are you hungry?"

"Both" she said simply. They walked in and everyone turned to look at Brooklyn.

"Why is everyone staring at me" she asked through her teeth.

"Because we all heard about what happened" Wade said, coming up to hug her.

"How are you feeling love?

"Fine, so are the babies." Wade nodded as every other superstar came up and hugged her (besides Ariane).

"I'm so happy you're okay" Nikki said, hugging her friend. Brooklyn smiled and hugged back.

"Thanks. And thank you everyone for the gifts, we really appreciate them." Everyone smiled before going back to what they were doing as Jon, Brooklyn, Nikki, Joe, Colby, and Nick all sat down at a table.

"What do you want babe?"

"Turkey sandwich, fries, and gravy please." Jon nodded and kissed her head before getting up with Colby, who made a whip slashing noise, making Jon hit him in the head.

"Dick" Jon muttered. Back at the table, Brooklyn took Nick's hand and let him feel the babies kick.

"Oh that's so weird. Can you see them kick if you look at your stomach?"

"I don't know, we never tried."

"Well let me know. That'd be cool." Brooklyn rolled her eyes at her friend.

"You find anything weird cool."

"Hey, I found you cool so what are you saying?"

"I am cool." It was Nick's turn to roll his eyes as Nikki took the opportunity to lay her hand on Brooklyn's stomach.

"Oh I can't wait to meet you my little god babies."

"Me either. I'm gonna make an awesome godfather."

"Who said you were godfather" Joe asked, making Nick look at Brooklyn.

"Don't look at me, I never said it."

"Neither did I" Jon said, setting Brooklyn's plate in front of her before sitting down, his own plate in front of him.

"When are you guys going to decide" Colby asked. Brooklyn shrugged as an idea popped in her head. There were to many people to choose from and she didn't want to hurt anyone's feelings.

"What if we make them all god parents" she whispered in Jon ear. Jon looked over at her and shrugged.

"I'm fine with that." Brooklyn nodded and kissed his cheek.

"Me and Jon decided, you're all godparents. That way, no one feels left out or no ones feelings are hurt. Be sure to tell Brad and Brie." Everyone at the table smiled and high fived each other.

They stayed around for a few more hours before everyone left and Jon and Brooklyn headed to her parents office for the promo.

"Hey guys" she said as they walked in.

"Hey honey. How are you feeling, how was the flight here?"

"It was good. Jon hasn't let me carry any of the bags though."

"Can you blame me. You're supposed to be relaxed." Brooklyn rolled her eyes.

"So Jon, we have something to talk to you about."

"What, are you firing me?" Stephanie and Paul laughed.

"No. Since we're here for a few days, we've booked some superstars to go to a local children's hospital, and we were wondering if you wanted to go. You too Brook." Brooklyn smiled. The WWE was known to work with children affected with any type of illness. Connor's Cure being the big one.

"Oh, sure, I'd love to."

"Me too" Brooklyn said smiling. She loved going to Children Hospital's. She loved interacting with the kids.

"Great. You guys are scheduled to meet at the hospital at ten." They nodded as the camera crew came in and Paul and Brooklyn stood behind them to watch the promo live.

"That you were unruly and fighting the staff." Dean held his hands out.

"They can't prove that."

"Doesn't matter. Until we know that you are stable enough to compete, you will be undergoing a psych evaluation, here tonight and if the doctor does not sign off, then you will no longer be apart of the royal rumble match. He is waiting for you next door." Jon growled and clicked his teeth before leaving.

"Thank you" she called after him.

Brooklyn hugged her parents and walked out to the next room where Jon and the "therapist" were.

"Okay Dean, we're gonna do some image association. I'm gonna show you an image and you say the first word that comes to mind."

"Thursday" he yelled, making Brooklyn cover her mouth with her hand so she wouldn't laugh.

"Wait until I show the pictures." Dean nodded and tapped his fingers on his knee when the therapist showed him a picture of her father.

"Irritable bowel syndrome."

"That's unusual." The next picture was of Seth.

"Scumbag." The therapist nodded and put Seth down and showed Roman.

"Brotha." Next was Brooklyn.

"Mine" he said, his voice taking a slight growl.

"That's interesting. Okay, two more." Picking up the next picture it was of Hacksaw Jim Duggan.

"Hooo" Dean yelled imitating him. Brooklyn bit her lip, trying her hardest not to laugh out loud. The last picture was of Stephanie. Dean looked at it for a minute before answering.

"Hoooo!" The therapist shook his head.

"How did I do. Did I do good."

"You did great. Fantastic." Dean nodded and tapped his fingers some more.

By the end of the entire promo, Brooklyn finally was able to laugh out loud as Jon walked over to her, the fake glasses still on his face.

"And what is so funny?" Brooklyn shook her head.

"Nothing, nothing. You don't look half bad with glasses. Kind of remind me of a teacher."

"Hm and would you like to be my student?" Brooklyn smiled and bit her lip.

"Maybe."' Jon smirked and let down to kiss her. Brooklyn moaned in his mouth and placed her hands on his arms.

"Not here."

"Yea, really, not here" her father said, passing them.

"Love you dad" Jon called, making Paul flip him off. Brooklyn giggled as Jon smirked and led them back to their locker room. As they were walking they passed Randy who smiled at Brooklyn and nodded at Jon, who returned it.

"Wow. I thought I'd never see the day we were friends with Randy."

"Me either, but I'd rather be around him then your uncle and the bitch." Brooklyn smiled as he opened the door and let her in first before following.

"Speaking of them, I need to talk to you about something." Brooklyn looked at him and nodded.

"What about them?"

"Your parents told me that they had the nerve to show up to the hospital when you were there. Your dad told them to stay away from us and if my mother ever came to another WWE event, they would file charges and fire Scott." Brooklyn looked wide eyed.

"Really?" Jon nodded.

"Yea and it got me thinking. I want you and the babies as safe and as far away from her as possible. I don't want there to be any confusion or Scott not listening again so I think, I'm going to file for a restraining order." Brooklyn's eyes went even wider.

"A-a restraining order?" He nodded again.

"Yea. I don't want there to ever be any doubt about where she needs to be and that's away from us. You're parents said they would set us up with someone."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Because you had just gotten out of the hospital. I wanted to wait. Don't you want this?"

"No, no I do its just I'm scared."

"About what darlin?" He walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her.

"About uncle Scott. About never seeing him again. I mean, this man has been here my whole life."

"And he chose to not listen and bring a scumbag into our home, that put you in the hospital. If he doesn't understand why we need to do this, then he doesn't care Brook. It was obvious when he brought her regardless of what you told him."Brooklyn nodded and wiped the tears before they could fall.

"You're right." Jon hugged her and kissed her head while she buried it in his chest.

"So are we doing it?" Brooklyn looked up at him and nodded.

"Yea. Lets do it."

Happy Thanksgiving everyone :D