Maria woke up; her hazed vision from the unconsciousness began to clear as she blinked the grogginess away.

"Where am I?" She groaned aloud as she scanned the room for an answer to her own question.

She was on a black bed, of sorts. There was a counter with band-aids, wraps, pre-wrap, muscle relief, rubber gloves, and other items of the sort lined up along the back. The walls were a stark white brick and were rather bland in Maria's humble opinion.

She was in the trainer's room.

She sat up and looked with clearer eyes to see if anyone was there. Maria saw the trainer enter, his eyes focused on a stack of papers in his hand.

"I see you've finally awoken, Ms. Kanellis. How are you feeling?"

Maria had to think. "Fine. My head hurts a bit, though."

"Do you remember why?"
"Yes, Randy hit me in the head with the belt."

"Good. How is your baby? Is it still moving?"

Maria had actually forgotten she was pregnant with the recent events taken into consideration. If the doctor's question wasn't enough, she felt the soft kicks and light swooshing in her womb to remind her of a cute little baby boy or girl on the way.

"Yeah, it's moving."

"When is your next OB-GYN appointment?"
"The 29th."
"Of November, correct?"
"Yep."

"Since today is the twenty third, I would say that is just the maximum amount of time you could wait to get this checked out. I don't want you wrestling or going out to the ring. Creative did this so you could be out on an 'injury' without threatening too much harm to the fetus. I didn't think that was too smart—almost injuring your brain—but it's better than a kick to the stomach."
The trainer laughed lightly; a grim, uncomfortable smile appeared on Maria's face in response.

"I want you to take it very easy, especially until your appointment. No heavy lifting, no strenuous activity, no running, and to be safe, don't lie on your stomach. Just get lots of rest. Thankfully you hadn't gotten a concussion or things could have been much worse."

"Alright, thanks."
"No problem, Ms. Kanellis."

Maria went to bring herself off the cushioned table before the trainer asked, "By the way, who are you spending the holiday with?"

"With John. Over Thanksgiving, we're going to tell his parents about the baby and then over Christmas, we're going to tell mine."

"Alright, if you see John, tell him to come see me. I—"

There was a knock on the door and a muffled voice asking, "Maria?" The door opened to reveal a distraught Randy Orton.

"Randy! Hey!" Maria gave him a big smile.

"Are you alright? I'm sorry about that. I didn't mean to knock you out, just sometimes I don't know my own strength. I hope you're alright and healthy and –Does she have a concussion?" Randy directed his rambling questions to the trainer. "Is she alright?"

"Calm down, Mr. Orton. Ms. Kanellis and her baby are just fine."
A sigh of relief escaped Randy's lips, but it turned into a gasp as a certain realization hit. "You're pregnant?" His excitement turned to pity as he realized who the only possible father is and the fact that they aren't a couple anymore.

"Maria, let's go and talk somewhere."
"Well you had actually interrupted the trainer here and I want to let him finish."
"Well, Maria, just if you see John, tell him to come find me; I want to inform him of your condition and the terms I gave you."

"I sure will. Thanks for everything."

Randy and Maria left the trainer's room.

"So tell me about your pregnancy." Randy started out.

"Way to beat around the bush." Maria started with a giggle.

"Well, hey, I haven't been here for five months and this is the first I'm hearing of this. Tell me everything."

Maria told Randy everything; from John cheating on her, to their breakup, to the storyline, to her relationship with Shawn—to which Randy had to stifle a laugh and she responded with a glare—to Mickie and her friends beating her up, to her and John making out on Halloween, to John telling her he still loves her, to telling John about the baby, and to sex with Shawn—another laugh from Randy, he didn't try to stop this one.

"Wow. I missed a lot."

"Heck yes you did! And I missed you."

"Awe, that was corny."
"You're one of my best friends and I've barely talked to you for, like, half a year. You can't blame me!"
"True. And I missed you, too, Princess."
"Let's go find John. I wanna get back to the hotel."
"Alright. Let's go, Princess."
"Randy?" Maria asked, rooting her feet in place.

"Yes, Princess?"
"Will you carry me?"
Randy gave her an incredulous look.

"My feet hurt! We've been walking around the arena and talking for over an hour. I'm tired and pregnant. Remember I'm carrying myself and another little human."

"Ugh. Guilt me into it. Fine. Piggy-back ok?"

"Yep!" Maria agreed with a smile and a giggle. Randy bent down in front of Maria and she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck and he lifted her up from there and grabbed her legs from under his arms.

"Thanks, Rands. You're a doll!" She giggled again.

As Randy walked her back to John's locker room, he asked her a question.

"So how can you stand not knowing what you're going to have? It would bother me so much if I was a chick."

"I don't know. I want to be surprised. John says he wants a girl because he grew up with all brothers."
"Well what do you want?"

Maria twisted her lips in thought. "I don't know really. I don't really care. I'll love it with all my heart no matter what."

"Awe that's cute."

Maria slapped his pectoral. "Shut it. If you were a chick, you'd think the same thing."

"I probably would. But I still couldn't stand not knowing. The curiosity would kill me. Well, here we are. Shall we?"

Randy knocked on John's door but all she could think about was the gender of her baby.

"Hey John-Boy! Open up!" The door was unlocked so Randy stepped inside with Maria on his back without invitation.

Randy spotted John with a medium sized jewelry box which he promptly threw in his bag at their arrival. Maria hadn't seen this as she jumped down from Randy's back and went over to give John a hug.

"Hey, baby girl. How ya feelin'?"

"Fine. I talked with Randy for a bit and I'm just tired and my head hurts a bit. Oh! You need to talk to the trainer!"

"I already did. I ran into him when I went to go find you. He said you were with Randy."
"Yep. I was."

"So what. You barely see me and don't even bother to say hi? I see how it is, John. I see how it is." Randy greeted his best friend.

"Hey man. How ya been?"

"I've been. You know how it is. It's good to be back on the road."

"Yeah."

"Ugh. Just man hug and let's go. I'm exhausted."

All three laughed and John and Randy man hugged.

They grabbed their bags and headed for the parking garage.

"Randy?" Maria asked with a cute smile.

"Yes, Princess." Randy answered.

"Will you carry me again?" Maria asked with puppy dog eyes.

"No! I already carried your pregnant ass around before. It's John-Boy's turn.

Maria looked to John with pleading eyes and a pout that he'd always found sexy, but hell would freeze over the day he'd admit to it.

"Please, Johnny-kins."

"Hmm… I'll be billing you later." He winked at her as he gave Randy the bags and picked Maria up by her hips and slid her around so her legs and arms were wrapped around him. She nuzzled her nose against his neck as John and Randy discussed Randy's return.

When they finally got to the car, Randy gave them their bags back and went to his car. John slid Maria around so they were face to face, forehead to forehead, and he backed her up so her butt was against the car.

"John, what are you doing?" Maria asked before yawning.

"Collecting my pay." He answered with a smirk. He leant in but Maria ducked her head so John's lips hit her nose.

"What you doing, baby girl?" John asked her with a quirked brow.

"Shawn." Maria answered groggily.

"What about him?"

"He could see." She whispered in his ear.

"So later?"

"Maybe." She answered with a smirk of her own as she slid off of her baby daddy and got into the passenger side.

John got into the driver's seat and started the car. The night was cold but in order to help him stay awake, John opened the front windows so the frigid air blew into his face. Maria was also awoken by the cold air. The car was silent, but not awkward. Both occupants were lost in thought; Maria about the sex of her baby, and John about sex with Maria.

What Randy had said was getting to Maria. It was starting to bother her—not knowing. How could she plan without knowing the sex? She had to find out.

Maria is going to kiss me! Really kiss me! Finally. Maybe it'll lead to us doing more. Pregnancy is supposed to get chick horny so maybe I could get it in… If I pull out all the stops. Kiss her how she likes it, touch her in just the right places. It'll work. It has to work. John thought to himself as he pulled into a parking spot and got their bags as Maria slowly made her way to the entrance. He caught up quickly and held his hand on the small of her back as they waited for the elevator. It dinged and the doors opened; they stepped inside.

Maria rested her head on John's chest as the elevator went up 1…2…3…4…5 floors and opened. They walked to their room and Maria opened it. John dropped the bags right by the door and Maria kicked off her shoes.

John walked over and picked her up under her arms and held her close, rubbing his hands on her sides, knowing exactly what he was doing. Maria turned her head in to face his neck and nuzzled her nose there. John set her down and turned her chin up to his face, he rested his forehead against hers again. Their noses brushed, then their lips, he kissed her lightly then pulled away slightly before her hand clamped to his neck and they kiss, their lips connecting and fitting perfectly together, moving in complete synchronization. John poked his tongue through and grazed her lips and she slid hers out farther and he sucked it into his mouth, causing her to moan. She slithered her tongue back into her mouth and climbed onto her bed.

John laid down next to her, attaching their lips again. John pulled her on top of him and his hands sat on her butt, squeezing it occasionally while her hands roamed his chest and abs.

But she pushed him off.

"What do ya say we get to bed, huh, Champ?" She told him with a sly smile as she got off him, quickly changed into one of his T-shirts and a pair of shorts and crawled into bed. John, who was ready to go, sat there in shock. He was all hot and bothered and ready to go and she pulled that? This girl was something else. She always kept him on the edge of his seat. No wonder he loved her so much. John stripped down to his boxers and crawled under the covers next to her.

"I love you, baby." He whispered in her ear as she mumbled something in response that he took for an "I love you, too."

.:.

"Candice," Shawn cajoled the sleeping diva next to him in his bed.

"Hmm?" She groaned. The Candy-coated diva didn't like to be awoken from her slumber like this.

"You need to leave." Shawn told her sternly.

"Awe, do I have to?" She whined as she rolled over and pulled the covers up to better cover her naked body.

"Yes."

"But, Shawn, don't you wanna go for round 4?"

"No. Rounds one, two, and three shouldn't have even happened."

"But—"

"No 'buts.' You need to leave. Right. Now."

"Ugh. Fine." Candice rolled out of bed and started to get dressed. She slipped up her dress when her eyes caught a glimpse of the Heart Break Kid. He sat on the bed with his legs straight out in front of him with a blank glare on his face. Candice slipped on her heels before she walked over to Shawn and said, "If you wanna do this again, give me a call, baby. Anytime." She kissed his lips, and she felt them soften slightly before she walked out of the room.

"Oh, no!" She gasped in fake horror, a devious smirk diffusing onto her lips, as she returned to her room and started to undress. "I've forgotten my panties!"

.:.

'John…' Maria moaned in his ear as he was pounding her into the mattress, 'Uhh… Harder.' John grunted in response as he put more umph into his thrusts. 'Aww yeah, baby… so close…'

But instead of hearing Maria's moans of orgasm, he heard his phone blaring a dumb tone. He was dreaming, dreaming one of the best dreams he's ever had. John groaned in protest as he rolled over and grabbed his phone from the bed side table.

"What the fuck do you want?" He grumbled into the receiver as he scratched his stomach.

"Well good morning to you, too, John-Boy."

"Rands, what the fuck do you want at this hour?"

"John… it's ten thirty in the morning."

"Why did you call?" John asked, not acknowledging the time.

"Wanted to know if you wanted to work out and get some lunch?"

"Nah, man. I gotta head home today. I got the next few days off for Thanksgiving and then Maria's appointment."

"Oh… alright. Well give me a call later and we can catch up."
"Sure, will do man."

"Alright. Talk to you later."
John mumbled something in response before he hit the end button.

He had to pee.

John got up and went to the bathroom. He groaned as he noticed the very prominent tent in his boxers, courtesy of his dream. He tried to bend it down so he could relieve his bladder, but it was to no avail. There was only one way to settle this. John grabbed a handful of Maria's lotion and started to jerk off.

What has his world come to? He couldn't remember the last time he had to rub one out. What was he? Twelve? He swallowed his pride and he pumped his fist faster.

"Oh!"

John's head snapped to the door where he saw Maria's retreating frame from the doorway. His eyes caught to her ass in her very short shorts. Damn, he was such a perv.

.:.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

Maria opened the door to her hotel room.

"Hey Trish!"

"Hey Ria! Ready to go?"

"Yep. Come on in. I need to double check and make sure I have everything and John's still packing."

"Because he was too busy to do it before?" Dave asked, chuckling. After Maria had found John in the bathroom, Trish had called so Maria decided to tell her, and Trish promptly told Dave. They all had a good laugh about it.

"Hey, baby, have you seen my toothbrush?" John walked out of the bed room to see the three people standing there trying to stifle their giggles.

"Yeah, John, I packed it with mine."

"Alright, thanks." He said whilst giving skeptical looks at Dave and Trish before walking into the bathroom. Trish hid her face in Dave's chest and was muffling her laughter and Dave used Trish's hair as a way to silence his own.

"You guys don't have to be so obvious!" Maria scolded them once John was gone.

"Well what do you expect? He's that fucking needy he can't keep it down for a bit? Or if he needs it that bad, he can't lock a door? Plus it makes him uncomfortable and his confused face is hysterical."

"Ri, are you ready?" John called from the bedroom.

"Yep. Are you?"

"Yes ma'm." He stepped out with his bag.

"Good, then let's leave. I don't wanna miss the flight." Trish stated.

Maria went to grab her bag from the couch when John stopped her.

"I got it." John insisted.

"No, it's fine. It's not that heavy." Maria pursued.

"The trainer said you can't do any heavy lifting. Ria, baby, I got this one."

"But you have your belt, too. It's too much to carry for you."

"I'll let Dave hold my belt. It'll give something to fantasize about." John stated a little louder so Dave and Trish could hear.

"We all know John has enough to fantasize about." Dave stated loudly to Trish; the two laughed vigorously. John looked at the two curiously.

"Fine. You can carry it." Maria pulled John's attention back to her.

"I wouldn't have let you carry it anyway." He told her before planting a kiss on her cheek.

"Oh, I would've made you." Maria said, following Trish and Dave out of the room and down the hall to the elevator.

"Is that a threat, Ms. Kanellis?" John asked as he stopped in front of the closed elevator doors.

"No, it's a promise Mr. Cena." Maria answered before walking into the waiting elevator. "Come on, Johnny, the elevator won't wait forever."

John stepped on before commenting, "Don't call me Johnny."

Maria was confused as she watched the numbers on the elevator drop. She always used to call John, "Johnny." He only stopped liking it since he and Mickie were over. She was about to question him about it when the elevator landed on the ground floor.

They all packed into the car after checking out and headed to the airport.

"Dave just stop. I'm a much better wrestler than you." John told him.

"You are not!" Dave retorted. John's ego was starting to get on his nerves a bit.

"Dave." Trish gave him a look that said Let it go.

"But he started it!" Dave accused.

"Dave you and John are both really decent at wrestling," Trish started nudging Maria out of her thoughts for her next comment, "But we all know John's great at bating."

Dave and Maria understood what she meant and burst out laughing.

"What? What's funny? And what's bating?" Trish joined the laughter while John sat dumbstruck at the wheel. "Do you mean fishing? Seriously, what is it? I don't get it…" This caused the three to laugh even harder.

"John, you know what bating is. You are the master at it." Trish said through giggles.

"I'm the master at what? Tell me what it is! Maria!" John turned to her, "Tell me what she means!"

"Oh come on, John. Sound it out." Maria laughed.

"What the hell is bating?"

"Johnny's the Masturbator!" Trish yelled.

"I'm the Master bater?" John questioned.

"Maria told us what you were up to before." Dave informed him.

"What do you mean?"

"Maria walked in on you jerking it this morning."

John's face turned red in response as they turned into the airport. Trish, Dave, and Maria's laughs were amplified as they pulled into the parking spot.

A plane ride and many more masturbating jokes later.

"Maybe we can meet up with you guys before the holiday's over." Maria suggested.

"Sure that'll be fun." Trish agreed before hugging her two friends and joining Dave in the car. They waved until Dave and Trish disappeared from sight.

RING RING RING. Maria's phone rang. She pulled it out of her purse to see Shawn's name on the screen.

"Hey." Maria greeted her boyfriend.

"Hey, babe." Shawn returned and smacked John as he mocked Shawn.

"What's up?"

"Just wondering if you were gonna visit before Thanksgiving." Shawn stated.

"Shawn I told you I'm going to John's house for Thanksgiving because we're telling his parents about the baby."

"Yeah I know. I was just hoping you'd change your mind." Maria could hear his grimace over the phone.

"I know, babe, I'm sorry."

"It's our first holiday together as a couple. I wanted to spend it with you."

"I know but you knew how complicated this relationship was when you got into it—"

"No, I didn't." Shawn mumbled.

"—You signed up for it. I need to do what's best for my baby."

"…"

"Hello?"

"I thought I was you baby." He said quietly.

"You are. It's… you know what I meant."

"Yeah I know."

Maria decided to avoid the awkwardness of their situation and get out of the conversation.

"Well I better get going. I'll talk to you soon, babe." Maria brought her phone down from her ear to press the end button.

"Bye. I love you." Shawn's reply went unheard by Maria.

.:.

"It's been forever since I've been here." John stated as he plopped down on Maria's couch and propped his feet up on her glass coffee table.

"And you still can't remember to take your shoes off at the door." Maria nagged him jokingly. Before joining him on the couch. "Wow, I'm tired."

"Well let's get your things packed up so we can get to my house and take a nap and get settled before we leave for Massachusetts tomorrow." John suggested as he placed an arm around Maria's shoulders and kissed her temple lightly. Maria rested her head on his shoulder and savored the moment.

"We really should get moving." Maria agreed but didn't budge, yet made herself more comfortable.

"Come on," John said getting to his feet. "I'll help you. I wanna get home, too."

Maria agreed and John took her by the hand and helped her up. Maria's things for their vacation were packed in about an hour and they were on the road again to John's house, which was only twenty minutes away.

"It's been forever since I've been here." Maria mimicked John's previous actions.

John leaned on the archway connecting his kitchen to the TV room and watched Maria stretch out on his comfortable brown leather couch. He was flooded with memories of the last time Maria was at his house. It was about right before they broke up. He had taken her to a restaurant to celebrate their three and a half year anniversary. Maria didn't really want to celebrate that landmark. She had said, "We should save it so we can have a bigger celebration on number four." But he insisted.

When he picked her up, she was wearing a skin tight black off the shoulder dress with leopard peep-toe stilettos and a leopard clutch. Her hair was curled and parted to the side with a bit of it pulled back with a big black sparkly dragonfly clip. John, in his best suit, took her out to dinner at the restaurant he took her on their first date and then took her dancing at their favorite club. John brought her back to his house and after some after-party cocktails she led him upstairs and they made love like never before. The stayed in bed with a few repeat performances until dinnertime the next day.

They ordered a pizza. Just as the pizza guy arrived they were getting ready for another round. Maria insisted they get the door. She wrapped his bed sheet around herself and got to the door and John followed with the money. Maria opened the door with John holding up the off-white sheet covering her and the entire time Maria was interacting with the pizza delivery boy, whose mouth was agape, John was pulling her closer and placing light kisses on her neck and grabbing her under the sheet. Maria couldn't stifle her whimpers through the conversation. She told the boy to keep the change the shut the door and threw the pizza on the ground and she jumped on John and they finished what they had started. Afterwards they enjoyed the pizza and decided to check their phones.

John was taken out of the oasis that they had created when he had received quite a few texts from Mickie. One of them being a picture of her in some scandalous lingerie and another of her pleasuring herself while moaning John's name and, lastly, a text saying 'r u busy?' John was entranced by these things and told Maria he needed to get some sleep and that he'd text her later. Maria was confused and hurt, he could tell, by the abruptness of the end to their perfect date, but she left nonetheless. John the changed the sheets and cleaned up before inviting Mickie over, who he kicked out once they were done.

John was now frowning. He ruined a perfect time with Maria for a quick fuck with Mickie. If his memory served him correctly, the sex with Mickie wasn't nearly as good as it was the Maria. Now it's been months since he's had sex at all.

Maria was now watching Project Runway on his flat screen mounted on the opposite wall. Unexpectedly, Maria turned her head to John and told him, "Johnny, I wanna know the gender of our baby." John's eyes just about popped out of his head. He readjusted and calmed before he coolly replied, "Alright but I still wanna be surprised."

Maria grinned at him, "Ok." Her gaze returned to one of her favorite shows.

"I better get packing John stated as he headed for the stairs. Maria got up and followed him at a run and she darted past him on the stairs.

"I win!" she stated as she looked down at a confounded John from the top of the staircase with a triumphant grin. She ran again into his bedroom, John close on her heels, and she leaped on to his king size bed. John landed next to her and he went to grab her leg and he got her shoulders down to the bed before yelling, "1…2…3…! And the winner and WWE Champion, JOHN CENA! And the crowed goes wild." He made the noise of a rowdy crowd before he looked down and saw Maria just staring at him with awe. John released her leg and positioned himself so he was more comfortably on her. Their eyes were locked. Her lips twitched in anticipation.

They both looked down at Maria's stomach. Their baby had kicked again. They smiled and John slid off Maria leaving her cold with the absence of his warmth as evident as the green in her eyes.

"Want some help?" Maria offered and she sat up.

"Nope. I just need to switch a few things. Shouldn't take too long."

"Ok." Maria said as she grabbed a pillow and decided to call Shawn.

"Oh and Maria?" John poked his head out of the closet and Maria looked up from her phone with her thumb over the send button.

"Yeah, Johnny?"

"You look beautiful today." John told her with a panty-wetting smile and a wink before he disappeared again. Maria beamed and closed her phone.

.:.

Maria and John arrived in West Newbury, Massachusetts the next day at noon. John pulled the rented Accord up the gravel driveway and turned to Maria when they were parked.

"Ready he said to her?"
Maria took a shaky breath before replying with a small smile, "No."

"Come on. We'll do this together." John reassured her, grabbing her hand.

"I'm scared." She told him.

"I am too, Ria. But it'll be better once we tell them."

"Promise?"
"Pinky promise." John said with a grin, holding out his right pinky. Maria's pinky finger locked with his and he kissed her on the cheek before they set out to greet John's family.