At the hotel Stephanie had just woken up, it was 11am and she knew Paul had to be on the set of Blade by 9 that morning so she looked around for any sign that he had been back and had just not woken her up but there was nothing. She turned her cell phone on when there was a beep to say that she had a message so she dialled the retrieval number hoping the message was from Paul but it was just from Marissa apologising for upsetting her but still not understanding what she had done wrong.
Meanwhile back on the set of Blade Paul had decided to try and lighten up a bit for the sake of the other cast members so he was being as cheerful as he could be in that situation even though he really wasn't in the mood to be.
During a short break Paul sat down and was looking at his phone contemplating everything when it rang so without looking at the screen he answered it, "hello Paul Levesque speaking."
"Hi Paul it's Marissa."
Paul sighed, "Marissa, how are you?"
"I'm fine thanks, yourself?"
"I feel like crap and I haven't slept all night so I'm just peachy thank you."
"Paul did you go back to the hotel to see Steph last night?"
"What does it matter to you?"
"Paul, Steph called me saying you'd walked out and I wondered if you'd gone back to make it all right with her."
He sighed, "Rissa why don't you just back off and let me and Stephanie sort this out. I know you're only trying to help but I need to do this in my own time thanks. I've got to go as they need me on set again, I'll talk to you again bye."
He hung up the phone even though he wasn't needed on set but he just wanting some peace and quiet.
Meanwhile back at the hotel Stephanie was packing her bags, she had to be at Raw the next day and although her flight wasn't supposed to leave until late that evening she decided to give Paul some space and get an earlier flight out.
When she had finished packing she picked up her keys shutting the door behind her not knowing if or when she'd hear from Paul again but knowing that they both needed space and time to work things out on their own.
Throughout the day whenever he got any time to himself Paul would think about what Stephanie had said, he'd think about the fact that he was going to be a Dad really soon and although he was really scared and unsure about the whole thing inside there was a feeling of overwhelming joy at the prospect of becoming a Father.
By the time the day had ended he had done a lot of thinking and he had decided that he was going to make it up to Stephanie, she didn't deserve him walking out on her but he had his reasons and he was standing by them but he wanted to make things better between them.
When he arrived back at the hotel he walked in hoping she was going to be lying there on the bed watching TV and waiting for him but when he walked in the room was silent and she was nowhere around and neither were her things.
He punched the wall in anger, "damn, she's gone."
He picked up the phone to call Reception to ask where she was only to be told that she'd left at lunchtime and she had taken all of her bags with her. Slamming the phone down he lay back on the bed wondering what the hell he had done.
When Stephanie got into Anaheim and was settled in her hotel room her cell phone rang, "hello Steph speaking."
"Hey Steph, long time no proper talk."
She laughed, "Shane how are you?"
"I'm good thanks, yourself?"
"I've been better thanks. What can I do for you?"
"You can start by telling me why you called to talk to my wife at 4am this morning and why she seemed so agitated when she got back into bed?"
Stephanie sighed and raked a hand through her hair, "it doesn't matter Shane, what's done is done."
"Whatever Steph. I can tell by your voice that you're upset over something so what's Paul done now?"
"Paul hasn't done anything . . . okay Paul has done something but it is Marissa's fault that what happened happened."
"What has Paul done that was caused by Marissa?"
She sighed, "to cut a long story short Shane I confided in your wife that I was pregnant and I hadn't told Paul yet so she rang me at midnight asking if I'd told him yet and telling me to tell him and Paul overheard part of the conversation and assumed I was cheating on him and when I told him I was pregnant he walked out and I haven't seen him since and it's all Rissa's fault."
Shane sighed ,"Steph he had a right to know."
"I know! I just wanted to tell my husband in my own time in my own way and if I had been able to do that I wouldn't be sat in Anaheim right now wondering whether my husband was going to talk to me again or not."
"So basically he walked out and you didn't know when you were going to see him again so you ran away?"
"I didn't run away I've got work to do."
"Yeah tomorrow Steph, I know your original flight wasn't until late tonight your time so you ran away."
"No I gave Paul space, something I'd appreciate some of right now."
"Fine, you can hide from your problems but they'll find a way to come out and they'll bite you on the ass."
"I'll bite you on the ass if you don't leave me alone. Get the picture that I really don't need anyone's interference right now, I just want to be left alone."
A few lone tears were falling down her face and she wiped them away angrily as she listened to her brother talking, "Steph I know you're upset so I'll let you go just take care of yourself and my future niece or nephew will you?"
"I'll try, I'm sorry for shouting at you and Marissa."
"Don't worry, I'll speak to you soon, bye."
"Bye Shane."
Once Shane had put the phone down he turned to Marissa, "she's really upset and by the sounds of things she's scared that she's on her own to do this. Let's give them both some space and I'll be there for Steph if and when she needs me."