A/N: I normally don't do these, but we are nearing the ending. I wanted to say first, thank you for all the reviews...you keep the chapters and story flowing. Second, I'm not really fond of this chapter (maybe because the timeline is jumping more in the past chapters up to this one) so it'll be really nice to hear your reviews.

And third, from reading the first chapter, you all know that something will happen to Stephanie. You also can assume from foreshadowing that something could happen to Paul and after this chapter, possibly Cena (just, keep reading...trust me.) I am curious to get your input on what you think will happen to Stephanie. (even Paul and John if you wish) Notice that I haven't said whether Stephanie is dying at the beginning of the story or if she's alive and reflecting. The only thing I can say, is that the reviews will set the ending. Or, my ideas to it.

Whether you review or not is up to you...but if you do, you'll control the ending. Big responses and long in-depths reviews goes a very long way for writers like me.

Sorry for bambling...and enjoy :-)

EIGHT MONTHS LATER

Paul stood on the beach as the waves of the water crashed at his feet. He ignored the cold water and looked at his wedding rind; spinning it around on his finger as he looked up and saw the bright orange sky as the sun began to set. He felt someone wrap their arms around his waist and he looked down and smiled at his wife, bringing her in closely and kissing the top of her head as the wind picked up and she watched the sun set. Paul smiled as the faint glow of the sun settled on her features making her appear as an angel. She caught him smiling at her and she blushed. "What?"

Still smiling, he shook his head. "Nothing."

She hit him lightly in his stomach and he laughed out loud, hugging her tightly. They never had a honeymoon before; not with their first marriage. Paul considered himself the luckiest man in the world; he was by far the most fortunate since he and Stephanie were still married. There had been two weddings each within a month from each other. Trish married her high school sweetheart and went back to medical school while appearing on some TV shows whilst Paul and Stephanie renewed their vows after they took a month of separation from each other. Stephanie didn't fire Melina but rather cut a storyline with her to beat her to within an inch of her life. That was Stephanie's payback. Paul never asked who it was that Stephanie cheated on with him and she never told. John made himself scarce for several weeks until Stephanie called him on it. After a long talk, Stephanie hooked John up with one of her high school friends and the two hit it off. Their six month anniversary is coming up. Stephanie's on air personality fought with Mindy's character for several months up until Wrestlemania where the two fought in the first ever 'Woman's Three Stages of Hell' match involving a cage match, first blood and last man standing match where Stephanie came up on the winning end. Despite all of her father's bad ideas and matches, it was a fan favorite and broke every rule in the book, landing Mindy out of action for two months and giving Stephanie her maternity leave while marking her as one of the toughest and dominant females still in the industry to date. Paul ended up injuring himself again in a tag match for the titles against Adam and Randy putting him out of action as well. As much as Stephanie bitched to Paul about injuring himself again, she knew it wasn't intentional or even his fault, and it gave them more time together to repair their relationship.

Their honeymoon was in Barbados and Stephanie was quickly approaching her due date. He led her over to their lounge chairs as the two watched the sun setting. "How's your leg?" she asked.

"It's good," he answered.

Stephanie nodded. "I don't want you to go back so soon."

Paul frowned and looked at her. "Why not?"

"I want to stay with the baby for a few months," she explained. "Without our work getting in the way."

Paul chuckled. "Are you telling me that you're willingly taking time off?"

Stephanie shot him a dirty look. "No. What I am saying is that it's not logical that we take a child with us everywhere we go."

"So, you want me to be the wife while you go off and make the bread?" he laughed.

Stephanie glared at him, not at all amused. "I'm not joking, Paul. I have to go back to work or I swear I'll kill someone."

Paul continued to laugh as he leaned over and kissed her cheek. "You make me laugh."

"Well, I'm so happy that I amuse you," she said sarcastically.

"You know what I mean," he smiled, kissing her more passionately.

After a few moments of silence, Stephanie turned back to her husband. "What should I do?"

"Huh?"

"When you return," she said. "When I return. How should I write us to come back?"

Paul shrugged. "I don't know. It'll come to you."

"You're no help," she pouted.

Paul laughed. "I know."

She folded her arms across her chest and continued to pout. "I'm going to tell my dad on you."

Paul put his hand over his heart and pretended to be hurt. "Oh no…not daddy," he joked.

"I'm pregnant, carrying your child, and you're making fun of me," she whined.

"You're just too cute, Stephy."

She looked down at her belly and frowned. "I'm a cow," she muttered.

"Maybe…but you're my cow."

"You just called me a cow!" Stephanie cried.

"You called yourself one first," he protested.

Stephanie sighed as the sky darkened. "Alright, I have to go finish packing."

"So soon?"

"Paul, we leave at six tomorrow," she told him. "As much as I would to stay here…I want to sleep in my own bed."

THE NEXT DAY

John sighed deeply and dropped his bag, slumping lazily on the bench, and leaning against the locker. Carlos raised his eyebrow and looked at John. "What's eating at you?" he asked.

John slowly looked up at Carlos. "What?"

"I said…what's eating you?" he repeated.

John shrugged his shoulders and closed his eyes leaning his head back. Carlos shook his head and muttered, "That's not cool."

Cena mumbled something that Carlos didn't understand and he frowned as Paul, Mike and Randy walked in, deep in conversation. Carlos ignored them and sat next to John, shaking his shoulder. John opened his eyes suddenly, but didn't move. "Hey man, are you alright?" he asked worried. Carlos noticed that John was sweating and panting as if he wasn't able to catch his breath.

"Nah," John gasped. "I don't feel so good."

Paul's laughter was cut off as he noticed Carlos examining John, who seemed to be out of it. He walked over to them and bent in front of John, noticing that he was sweating a lot too. "What's wrong with him?" he asked Carlos.

"I don't know," he said checking John's pulse on his wrist. "But his heart rate is really fast."

Mike walked up to them as well as Paul raised his hand, holding up three fingers. "John, how many fingers am I holding up?"

John attempted to concentrate on Paul's voice, but it seemed so far and distance, and everything was spinning around so quickly, making him dizzy. "Ten," he mumbled. Then he leaned to the side where Mike jumped back as John threw up and began to cough violently.

Paul swallowed hard and looked at Mike. "Go get the medic," and then he turned and pointed at Randy who was looking on. "And you go get Stephanie."

Both men nodded and ran out of the locker room, shoving people aside.

Trish bounced her small ball on the wall and caught it as she was speaking to Stephanie, who sat at her desk with her hand supporting her head as she attempted to tune out Trish's rambling. "And then, Ron goes, 'well I prefer the green color more than I do the blue'," she mocked as she threw the ball at the wall and caught it again. "I mean…green so does not match the furniture!" she exclaimed, throwing the ball harder and catching it again. "Why does he have to be such a man?" She threw the ball again. "Oh! And then yesterday, he orders Chinese, without asking me!" She threw it and caught it again. "What if I wanted Mexican? Or Italian?" Trish complained. She threw the ball again, harder this time, and missed it as it hit the lamp on Stephanie's desk and fell to the floor. Stephanie sat up quickly and looked around as she jolted awake. Trish covered her mouth with her hands. "Sorry."

Stephanie realized what happened and calmed down, slouching in the chair a little more. "Don't worry about it."

Trish shrugged and sat across from Stephanie. "So, what do you think?"

Stephanie looked at her like a deer caught in the headlights. She quickly tried to rack her brain of anything that Trish had been rambling about, but came up short. "Uh, about what?"

Trish's jaw dropped. "You weren't even listening?!?"

Stephanie shrugged. "Sorry."

Trish frowned and looked at the fallen lamp. "Suddenly, I don't feel so guilty about your lamp anymore," she grumbled.

Stephanie shot her a dirty look as her office door swung open and Randy rushed in, slightly out of breath. "Steph, you gotta come, quick."

Stephanie shot to her feet quickly, well, as quickly as a pregnant woman could, and looked at Randy alarmed. "What happened?"

Randy, Trish and Stephanie rushed into the locker room as they saw the medics working on John. "What happened?" Stephanie demanded, rushing to John's side.

Paul looked at Stephanie. "They don't know yet," he said quietly.

Stephanie looked at John, unconscious, sweating, and shaking and she began to panic. "What do you mean they don't know?" she yelled.

"Steph," Mike said, grabbing her shoulder and attempting to calm her down. "John came here like this. They think it could be drugs."

Stephanie immediately shook her head. "He doesn't do drugs."

Paul raised his eyebrows. "How can you be so sure?"

Stephanie looked at her husband and could hear the antagonism and jealously in his voice. "Because I know my employees," she snapped.

Paul's face fell and Stephanie could tell that he bought her excuse. "We have to take him to hospital," one of the trainers said.

"Will he be alright?" Randy asked.

"I'm not sure," he answered. "We have to run some tests and pump out the toxins in his body."

Stephanie nodded and clasped her hands together as tears stung her eyes. "Someone should go with him," she said quickly.

They all looked at each other until Randy grabbed his things. "I will."

Stephanie mouthed a thank you and Randy followed the medics and trainers out. She looked at Carlos, Trish and Mike who both looked concerned, and Paul, who looked concerned, as well cautious and angry. "I have to go and change the script before we go live," she muttered.

All four of them watched Stephanie leave the locker room as Paul placed his hands on his hips. "Is it just me and is there something that Stephanie isn't telling me?"

Mike and Carlos said nothing, but each felt the tension in the room as Trish shook her head in disgust and whirled around on Paul. "You know, you can be such a jackass sometimes," she snapped as she turned and stormed out of the room.

Paul looked after her in shock as Carlos shook his head. "Man, what's with women?" he asked, causing Mike to look at him oddly. "That," Carlos added. "That's not cool."