3 weeks later found me centre of attention. Everyone was either talking at me or about me. I knew it wouldn't be long before word got out about my situation, but Alicia had told everyone I was pregnant pretty much as soon as she'd left the bathrooms. I took it on the chin most of the time, people were just curious. Wanting to know who the father was. The main question being 'is it a superstar's?' John stood by me. Thankfully he would answer all the awkward questions for me.

I hadn't told anyone I was a surrogate for my brother, I didn't think I could handle that just yet. I wasn't showing and at 4 weeks I didn't expect to. I was going about my duties as usual still working hard. I didn't want that to change just yet. But I had hired my assistant already; she was good. Didn't complain to much about the workload. I think she was just eager to learn, I made sure that she dealt with Alicia, I didn't think I could face her without wanting to smack her pretty hard.

Me and John hadn't discussed the two kisses we'd shared, I didn't really know what to make of it. Was it a good thing or a bad thing? I so wanted to talk to him about it, to tell him how I felt but it just wasn't the right time, not with me being pregnant.

My head felt like it was ready to explode with thoughts of John, he was everything I could think of and the only thing. I seemed to gravitate towards him whenever I was around him. I shook my head as I stood in front of the mirror in my hotel room staring at my naked torso wondering what it would look like in a few months. I'd seen friends go through pregnancies and the thought always scared me.

I twisted and turned wondering how big I was going to get. Was I going to get so big I had to take leave from work? Or was I going to be able to go about my life as normal? I didn't know and that's what scared me. I heard a knock on the door so I quickly grabbed a spare t-shirt and threw it on before opening the door. There stood a smiling John holding a box full of Crispy Cream Doughnuts. "You are a God send Mr Cena." I moved away allowing him to come into my room.

He set the box down on the side and came over to hug me. Another set of butterflies went off in my stomach, was that ever going to stop? "How are you feeling today?"

"A little sickness this morning." I went over to the box and grabbed a doughnut covered in sugar. "But it's nothing that 2 of these baby's wont cure" I took and big bit and licked my lips. "Tasty." I sat back down next to him and John immediately started laughing at me. "What?"

"You have sugar on your nose." John reached out and wiped it off for me smiling the whole time.

"Thank you." There was an awkward silence when we didn't say anything to each other. I was to embarrassed to look at him. Even touching my nose he set my skin alight. Damn I had it bad.

"So you decided how your going to travel city to city?"

"I read up on it, it's okay to take a plane for now but it said it could make my morning sickness worse and I don't want to be throwing up on the plane. And I don't want to do anything to jeopardise the baby. I'd never forgive myself if I lost it."

"So what are you going to do. You can't walk."

"Funny. No I thought I'd drive. Hire a car." I finished off my doughnut and went for another settling back into the bed and resting my feet on John's legs. He placed his hand on my calf and rubbed it gently, it felt really good.

"Isn't driving going to become and problem when you get big? I mean I can drive when that starts happening…"

"What do you mean you can drive, you're gonna come with me?"

"Well, duh. You didn't think I was gonna let you travel alone did you? Baby, I thought you knew me better then that." I had to smile, it was something John would do, give up the comforts of an aeroplane to ride with me in a cramped car for possibly 3 hours at a time. I sat up and hugged him close to me.

"You know you're the best friend a girl could ever ask for. I don't know what I'd do without you." John wrapped his arms around me tightly and we sat hugging and munching on doughnuts till we fell asleep.

Being pregnant I found that times fly's by more quickly. I was now 11 weeks pregnant and starting to show a little. Actually I'd noticed I was a little bigger then you should usually be at 11 weeks. I put it down to all the cakes and treats John had been supplying me with.

Max and Lindsey were calling me regularly, checking in to see if everything was running smoothly. The answer always being the same. Yes I was fine, and no I didn't need anything. Rumours were starting to spread. The most ridiculous was that it was Mr McMahon's baby. I ignored then just going about my business and training my assistant. I'd taken to wearing baggy shirts to hid my growing belly, even though it wasn't that huge I hated it when people stared.

Today I'd decided I'd make an effort and wear my John Cena t-shirt, the new purple one John had bought me specially. He thought it was a nice gift I thought it was a little egotistical, but it did make me laugh when he gave it to me. It was a little skin tight but tonight I didn't mind. I'd added a pair of stonewashed skinny jeans and my purple satin 4 inch heels. It was nice wearing something that didn't reach my knees.

I walked the arena going about my duties as usual. Kate my assistant was off running some errands for the girls while I arranged a couple of signings for some of the Diva's. My eyes were glued to the screen of my phone as I went and didn't realised the form swiftly approaching me. I went shoulder to shoulder with them and felt myself spin before a strong hand steadied me. "Whoa, Pixie, are you okay?"

I looked up to see the friendly blue eyes of Randy Orton. John's other best friend. "Yeah, I'm fine, sorry about that. I'm so engrossed in this thing that I don't always look where I'm going." I pressed send on the e-mail I was writing and stuff my phone back into my pocket.

"Oh by the way I hear congratulations is in order."

"I'm sorry?"

"You're pregnant right?" Randy's eyes travelled to my stomach and back up again.

"Oh, right that yeah. It's a little complicated but thank you anyways."

"Complicated?"

"Yeah, it's nothing really." I felt myself move my hands a little in front of me. Now conscience of the fact I was wearing a tight shirt. I tried changing the subject. "I'm actually glad I bumped into you, can you do me a favour? If you see John can you give this to him please?" I pulled out a sheet of paper from my pocket and handed it to Randy.

"What is it?"

"It's just my doctor's appointment for my first scan. I managed to pull a few strings and get one for after the show. Tell him if he wants to speak to me I'll probably be in catering."

"No problem. I'll speak to you soon." I thanked Randy and went about my business walking towards the woman's locker rooms. I needed to talk to a few about the show tonight and give them their schedules for the week. As I approached I heard voices and laughter, when I got there I didn't bother knocking and walked in. Most of the girls were in a huddle, where the source of the noise was coming from. I noticed Melina and waved to her.

The others were spread around by their bags applying make-up or getting dressed. I called everybody's attention and started handing out their schedules, before letting them get back to their business. I went to walk back out intending to get something to eat before the guys got their first and finished everything. As I was leaving I bumped into Alicia and noticed a piece of paper fall from her hands.

I bent to pick it up when something on it caught my eye. I suddenly felt rage boil my insides. I looked at Alicia with venom in my eyes. "What the fuck is this?"

"Excuse me?"

"I said what the fuck is this?" She placed a hand on her hip and looked at me with laughter written all over her face. I looked at the page again not believing my eyes.

Pixie's baby. Who's the daddy?

John Cena 2/1

Vince McMahon 7/1

Randy Orton 10/1

Evan Bourne 25/1

The Miz 19/1

Wade Barrett 30/1

"You're taking bets on who the father of this baby is?" Alicia pinched the paper out of my hands and nodded.

"It's not like everyone else is thinking it." I snatched the paper back folding it up before shoving it into my pocket. "Hey bitch, give that back!" I felt eyes staring at us. I wanted to tell them all to mind their own business but I was too intent on Alicia.

"Not anymore, it's mine now. You wanna run a betting shop, do it in your own damn time."

"Don't speak to me like that because you were stupid enough to get yourself knocked up. I bet you don't even know who the father is. I bet it's just a guessing game for you." I snapped. I lunged for her intending to beat the crap out of her but Melina had moved up beside me and grabbed my arm stopping me from hitting Alicia right in the face who had taken to covering herself with her arms anticipating my punch.

"Pixie! Stop it, she's not worth it!" Melina backed me away while Alicia uncovered her face and regained her composure. I took a cleansing breath and calmed myself down. I didn't need to be stressing myself out. I had to stay calm.

"You're right Mel, she's not worth me wasting the energy on. But I know one person who will want to see you're betting odds. Oh yeah, Mr McMahon is going to be very interested." I turned and walked out feeling like a sideshow. I felt tears threatening to spill but I chocked them back down and made my way down the hall.

I didn't get far before hearing my name being called I turned to see Melina following me I waited for her to catch up and when she did we walked together for a while in silence. We walked till we reached a couple of production cases and sat down. "I'm sorry about what Alicia did, it wasn't fair."

"You got that right… Damnit, I knew that woman was a bitch but I didn't realise she could be that vindictive." I felt tears again, but I just swatted them away.

"Look don't even bother with her, she's not worth it. You have to think about you and your baby…"

"It's not my baby Mel." Melina looked at me in the eyes. Deadly serious. She looked confused, to be honest if someone had said that to me I would have looked at them the exact same way.

"What? How is that even possible?"

"I'm having my brothers baby."

"I'm sorry… what?" I laughed, it was the reaction I was expecting.

"I agreed to be a surrogate for my brother and his wife."

"Oh my god, are you serious?"

"Yeah. They've been trying for a while and after another failed attempt they went to the doctors and discovered that Lindsey can't have children. They didn't want to adopt and Lindsey always wanted a child that was biologically hers. So they asked me if I would and I said yes." I watched as Melina absorbed the information. She seemed to be taking her time with it.

"So, the baby isn't yours in any way?"

"Well, it would be my niece, I'm not the mother Lindsey it."

"But I don't understand."

"Basically Lindsey's egg was fertilized before they implanted it into my womb. So when the baby is born if you were to give it a DNA test it would be that Max and Lindsey are the parents."

"Wow, that's amazing." I nodded that was one way to put it.

"Are you happy doing it?"

"Yeah, I love that fact that I can give my brother a baby. It's what he's always wanted."

"You're a really amazing person you know that?" I smiled at Melina and hugged her tightly. I knew she was a good friend and that I could trust her. It wasn't that I wanted to keep my situation secret it was just easier this way. If no body knows, then no body can judge.

After Raw had gone off air, I'd left Kate in charge of finishing up and met up with John to head to the doctors appointment. Now that I was 11 weeks pregnant I needed to get my first scan. I laid on the bed with John at my side his eyes darting around the room looking at the posters. He walked over to one and stared at it for a while before asking… "so this is what a woman's cervix looks like?"

"Oh my god John is that really an appropriate question to ask?"

"I was just curious."

"Well then yes, that is what a cervix looks like. Now can you please come back over here, the midwife will be back soon." Just then the door opened and in walked the midwife. She smiled at me before settling down my paperwork and putting on some gloves. That part made me nervous.

"Hello, Miss Ryan I'm Anita and I'll be doing your scan today. So if you could just lay back and roll up your shirt for me." I did as I was told wanting this to be over and done with as soon as possible. She put the freezing cold gel on and started up the machine. I wasn't sure whether or not I wanted to watch. I looked at John for comfort and he didn't disappoint.

He moved closer and held my hand tightly to his chest. I moved his hand to my lips and kissed it lightly I was so glad he was here. I probably couldn't of done it without him. "Okay, Miss Ryan here is the baby." I watched on screen and saw the baby.

It was incredibly tiny. It wasn't even properly developed yet, I realised in seeing the ultrasound that I was doing the right thing. I wanted to scream in happiness. And worst of all I realised that I wish it was John's baby I was carrying. I felt the smile on my face crack a little, I couldn't believe how bad I had it.

I was so in love with John I was wishing it his baby I was pregnant with. I wanted to be with John, I wanted a family with him. This really wasn't the right time to be realising all this. I felt like an idiot. John was my best friend, there was no way he'd feel the same way about me, I was being ridiculous. I shook my head and threw all romantic thoughts of John into the back of my mind and locked it with a key. I'd deal with it when this was all over.

"Would you like a print out?"

"Oh yes please." The midwife pressed a couple of buttons and out came a photo, the nurse handed me some tissues to wipe off the gel; I thank her before she left and stared down at the picture.

It amazed me that I had a tiny little baby growing inside me. It was going to be really hard to give this little one up. "Pixie, are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." John raised his eyebrows at me, like he knew I was lying. "Hey can you take a picture of the scan for me so I can send it to Max and Lindsey?" John's eyebrows raised even further, telling me that he wasn't fooled by my quick change of subject.

"Yeah sure." I handed John my phone and he snapped a shot. I sent it to both my brother and Lindsey and left with John the phone still in my hand. We'd barely left the hospital when the phone started vibrating. The reply was from Lindsey.

"Pixie, thank you so much for this gift. I'm honoured that you agreed to do this for me and Max. Hopefully we can meet up soon. Thank you again. Xxx" As I got in the car I read the text over and over again. Soaking up the words. I felt sudden happiness inflate my heart and I knew I was doing the right thing. I had to put all my feeling for John aside to could concentrate on keeping the baby healthy so that when he or she arrived I could hand it to Max and Lindsey perfect and whole.

Whatever happened with John would have to be left till after. I had to promise to myself that I would keep my feelings for John in check.

But secretly in the back of my mind, I was betting on how long it would be till I broke that promise.

Break the promise 1/1

Keep the promise 1000/1

It wasn't looking good.