Just a little filler before the final chapter. R&R readers.

Another day another dime. I was working as usual nose in my laptop typing furiously; concentrating as hard as possible when you have a baby kicking and punching you in the stomach. I paused for a moment to rub my stomach lightly then carried on typing and eating the chocolate treats that John had brought me earlier. I was enjoying eating chocolate after chocolate, it was helping keep the hormones in check.

I was 30 weeks now. 30 weeks and almost the size of a house, paint a door on me and the baby could very well walk out. I felt my eyes strain from the concentration and leaned back into my chain shutting down laptop as I went, I'd had enough, all I wanted to do was go home and sleep for the 30 years. Being this pregnant was no treat, I was hot all the time, I couldn't get comfortable in bed. The only good night sleep I'd had in the past 3 weeks was when John had stayed over and slept besides me.

I put my feet on the corner of my desks and rubbed my eyes, I wasn't wearing any make up and hadn't been for a few weeks, even doing that made me feel tired. I hadn't been for a scan since my first and didn't plan on it, they way I saw it was that if there was something wrong with the baby I would know about it.

I looked at my feet realised that I'd put on odd shoes this morning, I'd put on one black flip-flop and one red. I had to laugh. I giggled till my stomach hurt and till tears were falling from my eyes, it wasn't that funny but being this pregnant was driving me mad. I got up from the chair with great difficulty, grabbed some papers from the desk and shut my office door behind me.

I needed to give some papers for Mel to sign and then I got sit down again. I smiled to people I passed all of them asked how I was, I was getting tired of people asking me that. I waddled… sorry walked down the halls keeping an eye out for Mel, I checked the make-up area, catering and even John Morrison's dressing room but could find her anywhere.

I was going to give up when I spotted her just ahead, I walked a little faster and finally caught up with her. "Mel! Hey Mel!" She turned and saw me, giving me a huge smile.

"Hey! How's my favourite girl doing?"

"I'm doing good, thanks. Just tired."

"Good, so how's the baby?" Mel leaned down and pressed her hand against my stomach giving it a small kiss.

"Kicking me all night long. I can't wait till I give birth."

"So what can I do for you?"

"Just some paper's I need you to go over and sign. I need them back by tomorrow."

"I'll set straight too it. You wanna hang out for a while?"

"No, I better go find John and chances are he'll probably be in catering and that's where the food is so that's probably the best place for me." Mel gave me a hug goodbye so I set off again. I passed plenty of people wishing me good luck and all the usual, I'd only walked a few paces and already I was a little lost for breath.

I stopped for a moment and felt a sharp pain in my stomach, I flinched and clutched my stomach, taking deep breaths. I felt panic settle thick on my heart and waited for the pain to pass. When it did I stood up slowly and carried on towards catering. My head was swimming with worry, why was I getting pain now? I was only 30 weeks, I've still got another month to go. I pushed it away and entered to the smell of fresh food.

I quickly spotted John, well it wasn't hard he was walking straight towards me. I watched him smile at me and felt my heart melt all the way down to my sandals. He was so handsome it hurt. The way he walked was confident and he had a little swagger in it. He was wearing his purple shirt and jeans, the usual John Cena get up and even that was irresistible to me.

I had a sudden urge to just rip his shirt of and run my hands all over his body, I had to stick my hands behind my back just to stop myself. My hormones were going haywire, but instead of being angry and crying all the time it was wanting to you know… do the other thing.

John reached me and engulfed me in a hug, I wrapped my arms around him and caught the smell of his after shave. Damn it made my knees weak. "Hey baby, how you feeling?"

"Fat."

"Ahh, you're not fat, just pregnant." He smiled at me with twinkle in his eyes and I found myself grinning like an idiot.

"You always know the right thing to say to me. What's cooking today?"

"Ah catering food isn't good enough for you Pixie."

"So I'm not going to eat?"

"Don't be ridiculous, come here." John grabbed my hand and led me to a table, I looked at what was there and felt an excited squeal leave my mouth before I'd even realised I'd done it.

"You didn't! Oh John!" I went over to the table and there was my favourite meal. Well while I had been pregnant he'd gone out and gotten me a big McDonald's feast. It made me laugh I sat down and got stuck in. I was enjoying myself so much I didn't even realise John had sat down and was watching me. "Stop staring at me, you're making me nervous."

"Sorry but you just look so happy and your only eating a Big Mac!"

"I don't know how to reply to that, so I'm just going to do this…" I picked up the burger and took a huge bite from it. I think I could have eaten a horse and been happy, it was the thought that John had bought it for me that made it special.

"You pig!"

"That hurts John. That physically hurts." I smiled while I said it, right at that moment I felt content, I just felt happy, it didn't matter that I was pregnant or in love with my best friend. I was just happy. I carried on eating and chatting with John the pain from earlier completely forgotten… until it happened again. I'd just finished eating when the pain hit me.

I spilt the drink in my hand and grabbed my stomach in shock. It was completely unexpected. The smile on John's face vanished in a wink of an eye and he was by my side even quicker. "Pixie, what's wrong are you okay?" I appreciate the fact that he asked if I was okay and not the baby. I nodded my head and waited for the pain to pass.

When it did I breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed a little a few people in the catering area had looked over in concern. "I'm fine just a little pain is all. I'm really fine."

"Pix, we have to get you to the hospital just to be sure."

"John I'm fine, honestly. It's okay." I rearranged my clothes and sat a little straighter, secretly I was panicking. I felt my heart beat get a little quicker.

"Pixie we need…"

"We don't need anything John, I am fine." I got up slowly and headed for the exit, John quick on my heels. I wanted to go back to my office and worry alone. I wanted to panic alone, but John stayed by my side. I was almost to my office when the dreadful feeling in my stomach got worse. I wanted to run to the safety of my office but I was too late.

"Well, looky here, if it isn't the trailer trash, red-neck piece of crap Pixie Ryan." I turned and saw Alicia with her hands on her hips and that ever present smug smirk on her face. I wanted to scream at her, I wanted to hit her. But I also wanted to cry my eyes out. Choices, choices.

"I haven't got time for this Alicia what is it you want?"

"Nothing it's just I've never seen white-trash before, I want to remember it while I can."

John stepped in between me and Alicia, I'd forgotten he was there to be honest. "Alicia, you have no right to talk to her like that. Apologise now." I stepped around John and smiled sweetly at Alicia, I didn't know what I was going to do but I whatever happened I wasn't going to regret it. I knew that much.

"It okay John I can fight my own battles."

"Oh really? Seems to me like you need help now a days. I mean being pregnant with you brothers baby has got to be a strain on your body. Mutant children can't be easy to carry."

"Oh yeah, well you'd know all about being that wouldn't you? I mean god knows how many men you've slept with, who knows you may have been pregnant hundreds of times. Abortion isn't the only form of contraceptive, but then again it doesn't protect you again STD's so you're probably riddled with them."

A crowd had gathered around us now and a series of Oooooh's had come from the crowd. I didn't know why I said it but it was the meanest thing I could think of. "You better take that back bitch!"

"Make me, you dirty slut!" I could feel myself getting madder and madder by the second. I wanted to slug her right on the nose. Alicia got right in my face, I begged her to hit me. Wanted her to but she didn't and I found myself slightly disappointed.

"You know, the only thing stopping me from hitting you is that thing in your stomach."

"Oh really? Well it wont stop me from hitting you, bitch." She was so close if I tilted my head slightly I could of kissed her. Instead I reared my head and back went to head butt her but she flinched and moved back with a little scream. She had been scared that I hit her so she backed off. It was good enough for me.

I looked down at her disgusted, she was a vile woman and I actually hated her. "Remember this Miss Fox, when I finally give birth, if it ever comes down to it. I will knock you the fuck out, so you better stay out of my way." I pushed through the crowd and walked into my office slamming the door behind me. I walked to my desk and rested myself against it.

I was so mad, I didn't hear the door open or anyone walk in till I felt John's hand on my back and his chin rest on my shoulder. I calmed at his touch and rested into him. "Being pregnant must really suck."

"Right now, I couldn't agree with you more."