Chapter Thirteen

The next morning, after Chris' and I's passionate session of lovemaking, I wake up at 8:00 to hear a knock at the door. I put on my blue robe and shuffle over to the door, rubbing my eyes. I open the door to see Mark smiling at me, holding Louis. "Oh hey Mark," I smile, taking Louis from him, "was he well behaved?"

"Of course! Kyle and Josh had a good time keeping him occupied and I think my wife was glad to have a baby back in the house," Mark smiles. "You look tired, get enough sleep last night?"

"Sorry about not picking him up when we got home. It was late and we thought that it would bother you. Plus…um…" I rub the back of my head sheepishly.

"I can tell, Chris is laying there on the bed naked," Mark laughs. I didn't notice that until Mark pointed it out. "Well will you be backstage for the NXT finale tonight?"

"I doubt it. I may just stay at the hotel room, have Evan come over to hang out." I smile.

"Sounds like a good idea to me. Though, I'm pretty sure Chris and Wade would both like you there." Mark smiles, "Well, I have to go catch a plane with the family. Have a good day."

"See ya later Mark!" I smile, carrying Louis back in the room. He cuddles close to me, snuggles is more like it, and I look down at him. "Momma's gonna get changed and then she's gonna warm you up a bottle."

I lay Louis, who is still sleeping, in his pumpkin seat and go into the bathroom to shower. After my quick shower, I dress in a black skirt with my favorite black stiletto heels and a white button down shirt. I want to look good because I thought about what Mark said and should probably go to support Chris. He worked hard training that kid. Who the hell am I kidding? Wade's not a kid! He's an adult who knows what he's doing. He…he knows what he's doing is wrong… I know what he's doing it wrong…don't I? Attacking people is never the way to get something you want. Sure there are reasons to attack people, like you're in a vicious match with them or they attacked you first. But because you wanted to prove to the world that you and your buddies deserve something, that's not a real reason. For a moment, I wonder if I'm trying to convince myself of something. I couldn't possibly feel sorry for him could I?

I walk out of the bathroom to see Chris dressed in jeans and a Fozzy t-shirt. He's holding Louis and feeding him a bottle as he leans against the headboard on the bed. His blonde hair is still unkempt and he's smiling at me. "Morning sleepy head," I smile.

"Morning yourself." Chris yawns, "I only got up and got dressed because Louis started to cry."

"Sorry, I was in the shower," I smile.

"Eh, no big deal. Why so dressed up?" he asks.

"For tonight, I thought I should look good as your girl backstage to celebrate after your rookie wins. After all, there will be a party I assume?" I smile.

"Nah, I thought about it but after last night, I wanna spend some time with my little man," smiles Chris, looking at me.

I smile, "That sounds like a good idea."

Chris nods, "But I'm glad that you're coming. Why don't you come back to bed, Louis is asleep and you should be too."

"Nah, it's not to early," I smile, laying on the bed next to him, "Besides we have a flight to catch at ten."

Chris sits up, "Shit I forgot about it…" He hands me Louis and starts packing clothes into our bags. "It'll be about a half hour until we can get to the airport and then probably about a half hour to get through security."

I nod and, after changing Louis' diaper, finish packing up my stuff. I sling the diaper bag over one shoulder and pick my suitcase up with the other. Chris has Louis in one arm and his bag being held with the other. "Ready to go?" I ask.

He nods and we walk out of the hotel and to the car. I put Louis in his car seat and buckle him in. I get into the front seat and Chris puts on one of his c.d's. I must be too tired to really care because in a matter of time I'm asleep.

X X X

I dunno how but when I wake up the planes landing. I must not have had help getting on the plane because Chris is holding Louis and I'm sitting between him and Evan. "Okay guys…um…"

"Well, Evan was parking next to us as we were parking. He offered to carry Louis and your bags. I woke you up to go through security but you were pretty much a zombie." Chris smiles.

I love how he knows what I'm going to ask before I actually do. It's times like that when I wonder if he can read my mind. Then I remember the deal I made with Wade and the other NXT boys and I'm glad that he can't read my mind. I smile softly, "I missed…I missed his first plane ride…"

"He did really well," Evan smiles at me. "Didn't cry or anything."

"Really?"I smile.

"Yeah, you'd think he'd been riding in planes for all his life," Evan smiles.

I smile, "Evan, he's not even a year old yet."

Evan smiles, "I know. So you guys need me to get your things or are you good by yourselves?"

"I'm good to carry my stuff," I smile. "Sorry about sleeping and acting like a zombie. I don't know what got over me."

"I do, Chris last night. You two should really try to keep it down," says a voice from behind me. I turn to see John sitting there next to a young woman. She's wearing a John Cena t-shirt with jeans and black high heeled boots. Her hair reaches her shoulders and is a light blonde. Her blue eyes are full of a joviality that I've never seen anyone with except John. On her lap sits what could have been a female version of John Cena as a baby. She's got the same brown hair as John with it being flat on his head, blue eyes that twinkle with a mischief that I was sure only came when you have done some of the things John had done and she's wearing a red John Cena Never Give Up onesie. It's to cute.

"Hardy har har." I laugh, "Who is this John?"

"Meghan, Chris, Evan, I want to introduce you to my girlfriend Robyn Shilas."

I look at him, eyes wide. "Wait…did you just say your girlfriend?"

He nods, "Has been for nine months."

"Nice to meet you Robyn," Chris smiles, "And what's the little sports name?"

"This is Nikki," Robyn smiles. Even her voice sounds sweet and upbeat. And slightly familiar. Evan's face breaks into a smile.

"Ohmygod! John is this the Robyn Shilas? As in Party In The USA remake that totally kicked the ass of the original Robyn Shilas?" Evan smiles.

John and Robyn share a knowing laugh, "Must be because of him you know that song, huh John?"

"Yes that's the guy who plays it in the locker room every chance he gets." John smiles.

"Hey, I'll have you know I won my first title opportunity after I worked out to that song for the first time and I want to keep everything perfect like it was that day!" Evan defends, pouting a little. We stand up to exit the plane and Louis starts cooing as he lays eyes on Nikki. "Aw, look at him. He already wants to make friends."

"So Robyn, are you a diva?"

"Nope, just working with the tech guys to record some songs this week." Robyn nods, "Then it's back to the recording studio for me. How about you?"

"I am…well…I was. I'm an announcer now."I reply. "It's good to have someone else here who has a baby Louis' age. Maybe we could arrange a play date now and again." All of us had pegged John as either being single or, in all honesty, having a relationship with Randy. Out of all the guys backstage, Orton seemed to be the only one that Cena was really close to. And sometimes they said things to each other that even made me and Chris blush in public embarrassment. So we all assumed that he and Randy were seeing each other. If they had been, it stopped about nine months ago when John fell in love with her. And it has to be love. It's the same way that I look at Chris.

"That sounds like a good idea! Maybe tonight during NXT? John's only going because we have a live show at the arena tomorrow." Robyn smiles.

"Sounds like a good idea to me. Here's my number if you want to call me." I say , "333-485-5232."

"Alright, I'll send a text later tonight when I figure out when's a good time for me." Robyn nods.

"Well c'mon honey. We're supposed to meet Sam and Randy at the hotel." John smiles.

"Sam?" I ask.

"Yeah, Randy's wife." John laughs as they walk away. Maybe there are things that none of us can guess about each other. For John and Randy it's that they weren't a gay couple. For me and Chris…well…it's the fact that I know what his rookie is up to and he doesn't. And Evan? None of us are quite sure what goes on in Evan's brain.

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