Hey everybody! :D Sorry i haven't updated this story since like...last year but it was because my computer had a virus on it and i had to reset my computer and ALL my chapters and stuff is gone. :'( so i had to re-write/type everything.

Enjoy! :D

All of John's nightmares had came back to hunt him when he saw Batista. He then realized that his son. John Hennigan Jr. might not be his. Just the thought of his kid not being his made his stomach turn.

"Ooh what about these one's?" His mom asked holding up two cute little booties. They were blue for the boys.

It took John a moment or two to regain his composure. He knew that night when Melina went to the party he should've went to the party too but he wanted to stay home with Sierra. He wanted Melina to have fun that night but it ended up turning into a nightmare when he might not be the father of John Hennigan Jr.

"John?" his mother asked tapping her son on the shoulder making him turn around slowly with a hurt expression on his face.

"John what's-"

"Ma can we go?" he managed to say.

"Wha? Why? We haven't brought anything yet? We're just looking around."

"Yeah and he haven't even brought a crib yet." Melina's mom said.

"Can we just buy the crib and go?" John asked. He really didn't like lying. John was a honest guy but he needed a lie to get out the store.

"Okay John we'll go buy the crib." Melina's father said with dull definite in his voice.

While Melina's parents and his mom went into another isle. Before John could even move a muscle Batista called his name.

"Hello John." he smirked. "I didn't see you there. What are you doing here? Buying stuff for my son or daughter?"

Those words struck John straight in his heart. "It could be my son-"

"Oh Melina gave birth to a boy?" Batista asking gasping happily before smirking once more. "Oh boy, I mini me running around the house."

"Where were you during birth huh?" John asked.

"She didn't tell me-"

"That's because she wanted me to be the father and not your sorry ass." John said sharply though his teeth.

"I'm sorry? At least I wasn't homeless my whole childhood." Batista said taking steps towards him. "At least my mother wasn't on drugs and made her son live out on the streets until he was 21 years old."

John had enough of his rant. no one talked about his mom or his childhood and got away with it. Regardless if it was true or not. No one knew what he went through as a kid.

Didn't nobody knew what John's mother had to do went she went into Rehab. John visited her every chance he could get. He would normally visit her every Monday, Wednesday and Saturday and every time he did visit her; she would be getting better and better.

John didn't say a word but he did let his fist collide with Batista face and then the next thing you knew is that they was fighting in Babies R' us.

With John's mom and Melina's parents.

"Hey you guys…?" John's mom said.

"Yeah?"

"Where's John?"

"Ah snap!" Melina's dad exclaimed. "I think we lost him."

"But at least we got the baby crib, toys and clothes though." Melina's mom said.

"Yeah but John only wanted the crib-"

"But he need this other stuff to! You can't let a baby crawl around the house with a little diaper on. Come on now." Melina's dad said.

"Come on let's go find him." his mom said.

"Where was he last at?"

"He was in the bids isle."

Melina's parents and John's mom went back to the bids isle and when they got there the first thing they saw was John and some big muscular dude (Batista) fighting.

"John! John! John!" his mom squealed. She had never raised her son to fight but John sure did know how to fight!

Melina's dad pulled John and the other guy apart and stood in the middle. He wish someone would "accidentally" hit him, he was a boxer and he thought a good defense is a strong offense.

"John what has gotten into you?" his mom asked almost yelling.

John didn't say a thing. He just proceeded to go to the car.

…

Later that night John was home and Melina's parents went home and his mom went back to stay over his cousin's house. It is 11:30 p.m. and he was getting tired. He went upstairs to see his son or…what he thought was his and opened up the door and saw his son peacefully sleeping. He walked over to the crib and began to get teary eyed all over again.

"I hope you're mine buddy boy." he whispered as a stray tear came out his eye.

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