Chapter Four

Two Months Later

"I can't believe I let you talk me into this."

"Stop complaining. I'll be doing most of the work anyway because you'll be off making merry with your friends."

"What? Making merry? Oh, I presume you mean that I'll be at work."

"Yes. You'll be at work while I'm here making a home for you and the baby." John just rolled his eyes. Randy was a pain when he wasn't pregnant, why should he be any less of one or more pleasant during pregnancy…and he wasn't even that far along

"Lord give me the strength." John said to himself. "Why don't you start unpacking the living room and I'll show the movers where the rest of the stuff goes."

"Because you don't know where it goes John!"

"Alright; that's it! Everyone, listen up, my husband and I need a moment so if you could all just step outside and give us a second, I'd really appreciate it." One-by-one the moving crew leaves the house with the last person shutting the door

"Was that really necessary John?"

"Yes it was. Look, I won't pretend that I know what you're going through or how you feel but I won't accept you talking to me like that either. I read something about your hormones being all over the place and that's okay but don't push me Randy. You wanted to give birth to a baby and you wanted to move, well here it is. I'm trying to help you but if you don't want it then I'll tell Vince to not lighten my work load and I'll spend all of my time on the road and see you one or two days a month." Randy sniffed and wiped his eyes. John sighed. Here come the tears he thought

"I don't want you to do that Johnny." Randy said wrapping his arms around John

"And I don't want to do it but if that means sparing my sanity then I will."

"I'm sorry I've been such a basket case."

"It's fine. Hey, why don't you go upstairs and lay down? Take a break because you've been at this all day." Randy pulls back from him

"What am I going to lie on?"

"Oh, yes, I guess I did forget to tell you about that. Come with me my dear." Randy follows John upstairs smiling the entire time at his view. They get to the end of the hall where the master bedroom is located

"Why are the doors shut?"

"I have a surprise for you behind these doors, love of my life."

"Johnny."

"Are you crying again?"

"I can't help it. You know I get emotional."

"Yes, I do know that. Open the door." Randy opens the door and here come the waterworks. John just stood there letting Randy take in the sight before him

"John,"

"Do you like it?"

"I love it. I can't believe you had the entire room redone how I wanted."

"You know I'd do anything for you Randy." He turns to John and buries his face in his shoulder, sobbing

"Thank you."

"You're welcome. Now do you trust me to tell the movers where everything goes?" He nods and John kisses him. "Let me know if you need anything."

"I need you to help me break this bed in." John smirks

"Oh, we will. Just wait until you see what I have planned later." With those parting words John turned and walked out shutting the door behind him

Later that Night

"Are you ready baby?"

"I'm ready. Do I look okay?"

"Gorgeous. You don't actually need clothes but I'd prefer it if you didn't eat dinner naked."

"I'm not eating naked John."

"Come over here." Randy stands in front of the heavy drapes covering their terrace doors. "Close your eyes." After he closes John opens the drapes. "Are you ready?"

"Come on Johnny, you know this is killing me." Stepping behind him, John covers his eyes with one hand while rubbing Randy's slight and barely noticeable bump with the other

"Now are you sure because,"

"John!" He laughed and kissed Randy's neck

"Open your eyes." Randy opened them and gasped. John handed him some tissue

"It's so beautiful John. How did you do this without me noticing?"

"I did it while you were arranging the kitchen. You were totally in the zone."

"Can I?"

"Yes." The couple stepped out onto the terrace. John pulled out a seat for Randy at the candlelit table

"You're so sweet John. I don't deserve this."

"Sometimes you don't but while you're carrying my child you deserve the world and if I can give it to you I will." Randy pulls out the unused tissue

Three Months Later

Randy stood in the kitchen, hands on hips waiting for John to get home. He'd told him not to stay an extra day to do the Make-A-Wish appearance but John had insisted and somehow convinced Randy that he would be home in time. Randy knew that the request sounded selfish to people but today was the day he would find out the sex of the baby and he wanted his Johnny there with him. Here it is, ten minutes before he had to leave for the doctor's office and no John

"I am going to kill him. I mean a slow and painful death. I may even castrate him."

"Ouch." Randy turned toward the familiar voice

"Johnny!" He wrapped his arms around his husband

"Who are you castrating? I hope it's not me."

"Well not now but in another ten minutes it would have been." John shook his head

"I'm going to put this stuff in the laundry room and then we can make like a fetus and head out."

"John that's so gross!" At the doctor's office they waited in the exam room for the doctor who they were told was running a little behind schedule. John sat in the extra chair with his head in Randy's lap while Randy stroked his head

"Are you excited babe?"

"I am. I can't wait to find out what we're having."

"I'm sorry I couldn't get the time off so we could have come sooner."

"It's okay. We'll find out today."

"Do you want a little boy or girl?"

"First and foremost I want a healthy baby."

"A healthy baby what?" Randy smiled

"I'd like a girl. You?"

"A girl would be nice. We have too much testosterone in that house already." Randy laughed as the door opened. John sat up

"How are you today Randy?"

"I'm well."

"And how are you feeling day-to-day?"

"I feel good. I get tired quicker than I used to but that's to be expected right?"

"Right. Are we here to find out the sex of the baby?"

"Yes." They answered in unison

"Alright. Randy I just need you to lay back and lift your shirt and we'll see what you're cooking." Randy's doctor reached over for the Sonigel. "This will be cold." He applied the gel and began the sonogram. Randy reached out for John's hand and grasped it. "There's the head and there's a little hand." John handed Randy some tissues from the box he'd spotted earlier as tears began to fall

"Is the baby sucking its thumb?" The doctor takes a closer look and chuckles

"It does appear that your little baby girl is sucking her thumb."

"It's a girl?" Randy exclaimed

"It is a girl." John snatched another tissue from the box but this time for himself

"Johnny."

"In here Ran." Randy walked into the den to see John folding laundry

"When did you learn to do that?"

"You are so funny. How was your nap?"

"I would have slept better if you were with me." Randy said pushing John's clean laundry aside and straddling his hips

"Again Ran? I just put you to sleep an hour ago."

"Come on John." He said grinding his hips causing John to groan

"Is this like, the horny phase of pregnancy?" Randy looked up from kissing John's neck

"Yes."

"Alright but you better not get anything on my laundry."

"Not making any promises babe." He said as he slipped off his own basketball shorts. "No need for prep or that lovey dovey shit, just give it to me now."

"I feel so dirty."

"Now John." John stops stroking himself and plunges into Randy getting a satisfied sigh from the man. He rocked his hips slowly as Randy called for more of him. "Come on, John, harder."

"Shut up. If you're making me do this I'm going to do it the way I want and if that means torturing you for a little while then so be it." John pulled out then slowly started his tedious hip rocking again

"John, that's not what I want."

"I know what you want and I'll give it to you when I'm good and ready." He reaches down and slowly starts to stroke Randy's erection

"Oh, that feels good but," Just as another complaint was about to fall from his lips, John pulled Randy so that the backs of Randy's thighs were on the top of John's then he began to hammer into him. "Yes, John, right there."

"Come on, cum for me Randy." John repositioned himself so that he was hitting Randy's prostate from a different angle and it made Randy come undone. After catching his breath John turned to Randy. "Are you happy now?"

"Sort of."

"What is it now?"

"You didn't have any sort of release."

"I'm not going to. Did you forget that we did it four times before your nap? I'm not a damn porn star. Quite frankly, I don't even know where you're getting the energy."

"I don't either." Randy said slipping his shorts back on. "I'm going to start on dinner."

"Okay."

"I'll make sure it's something hearty so you get your energy up." John just groans

A Few Days Later

"Hey, how's it going Cena?"

"As good as it can be."

"You look tired. Everything alright?"

"Everything's fine and I am tired. Randy's going through a horny phase of some sort." Hunter laughs

"Oh yes, I remember those."

"What did you do about it?"

"You indulge and enjoy."

"But my pelvis hurts." Hunter laughs

"Well shit man, how hard are you – you know what, never mind. Tell Orton to relax, you're not a machine." John laughs

"Yea, thanks for the advice."