"You haven't thrown up yet today, bonus points for you." Jon teases me.
"Shut up. What should I be wearing to this dinner thing?" I ask him, standing in the closet of the doorway.
"That black dress with the cherries all over it." He suggests, pulling out the halter top dress from a hanger. It was a pin up dress, as all of my dresses are. "With heels, I love you in heels." He smirks, wagging his eyebrows at me.
"I haven't worn this dress yet." I smile. "Too bad I won't fit in any of my clothes soon." I mutter a little disappointed. He walks up behind me and circles my waist, leaving a few soft kisses on my shoulder.
"You'll be beautiful no matter what." He insists.
"Charming." I grin, rolling my eyes.
"I try. Hop in the shower and get ready." He tells me giving me a soft smack on the butt.
**Dinner**
"Jon talks about you all the time." Lizzy, who was Xavier's wife tells me as we sat at the table waiting on our dinner. "What do you do to pass the time while the guys are working?" She asks me.
"Anything." I laugh. "I work for a photography company part time so that helps out a lot."
"Jon says you have horses." She comments, "I used to ride when I was a teenager, I miss it."
"I do, Cherry and TJ." I tell her. "I don't think I could ever see myself without the horses. Kelly and I go to the beach a lot too." I say, nodding to Kelly who nods.
"Aurora and I love the beach!" Lizzy exclaims.
"We should go together sometime." Kelly suggests.
"Yeah that'd be great. Some day when our guys are training, which is basically all the time." She chuckles. "I'm so glad the guys brought you two along, there aren't many of wives and girlfriends that get along so when you find some you keep them around like family."
"That was the problem we had at CZW." Kelly mutters with a roll of her eyes.
"The girls there were not so friendly. We were kind of hesitant to come to dinner tonight because of the bad taste they left in our mouth." I explain to Lizzy who had looked confused.
"The indies are like that. It's more of a comradery here." She assures us.
"You look like you're getting along." Jon murmurs in my ear after a few minutes. Lizzy was chatting with Kelly now, the two seemed to get along as well.
"They're not bad." I tell him, leaning against his shoulder. I was tired.
"Are you feeling alright?" He asks, resting his head against my own.
"I'm not nauseous right now, but that cooked cabbage came by earlier and I thought I might have to run to the bathroom." I admit. "Are you having fun?" I ask him.
"It's alright. I'd rather be at home in bed with you." He grins.
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"Jon… I don't understand what you want." I laugh, dropping the handful of stuff that he had handed me to hold for him.
"You're killing me." He grumbles, laughing with me. "I asked ya to fuckin' set it over there." He says, motioning to the table a few feet away. With a sigh I pick up the items and walk them over to the table, setting them down and arranging them nicely. "There ya go sweet pea." He chuckles, leaning down and kissing my cheek.
"Jeez you're high maintenance." I say to him, shaking my head.
"Shut up." He mumbles. "I think that's fine, lets go." He says, nodding to the doors. We were at some pre show for an FCW event and he wasn't wrestling tonight but he still had to be here which was annoying to me. I'd rather be home with him. I was hitting month four of my pregnancy and there was a huge noticeable difference in my attitude. Meaning, I had one all the time.
"Lets go." I agree, following behind him. He laces his fingers in mine and pulls me along behind him. "What do you want for dinner? I'm starving." I mumble.
"Well the show won't be over for like 2 hours… Are you starving now? There's catering down the hall." He suggests. "Fuckin' head is killing me…" He mumbles.
"You have a headache?" I ask him concerned, "I have painkillers in my purse." I tell him.
"Nah sweet pea, I have an ear ache." He murmurs, sticking his pinky in his ear and giving it a shake.
"Stop picking at it, you're going to make it worse." I scold him, pulling at his hand. "Maybe you should take some Advil anyway, help with the ache." I suggest.
"If it'll help." He says, caving to my request. His hand snakes around my shoulders as we walk through the backstage area. We walk over to where Joe and Colby were sitting.
"You're getting a bump." Joe chuckles, reaching out and running his fingers over my stomach. There was a point when Jon and I first started dating that he'd have ripped into Joe for touching me, but now he hardly acknowledges the action.
"She is right? See? I fuckin' told you." Jon agrees, pulling my shirt tight behind my back and exposing the small lump under my belly button.
"Shut up…" I groan, leaning back into him. "Please explain to me, why we have to be here if you're not wrestling." I add totally unamused.
"It's just a rule." Colby shrugs. "Different here." He adds.
"Where's Kelly?" I ask him, noticing she wasn't right there.
"She went to the bathroom." He answers. "Speaking of bathroom, you haven't have to make any mad dashes yet." He notices with an impressed look.
"Yeah well I haven't eaten all day." I shrug. "Can't puke if I don't eat." I add. All three guys give me a very displeased look. "We're going to catering now." I grumble, grabbing Jon's hand.
"We'll be back in a few minutes." He tells them. "What are you hungry for doll face?" He asks me as we walk down the hallway.
"Anything I can keep down." I shrug. "Jon, I just want the sickness to go away… It's awful." I sigh. Truly it was making me miserable, and the fact that I was always starving brought me to tears more than once. Thankfully Jon was never around for that, he'd lose his mind.
"I"m sorry sweet pea. You gotta go through all this fuckin' junk." He murmurs, wrapping his arm around me and pulling me right up against him. "Hopefully it'll be over soon."
"You'll still have to make me mac and cheese in the middle of the night." I tell him with a smirk.
"Shut up." He grins. "I don't mind making your mac at night." He shrugs. "Look, they even have it here." He says, pointing to the mac and cheese.
"That doesn't smell near as good as what you make." I say to him. "Those wings look good, I need some of those. Oh, and mashed potatoes, and some corn mixed with it."
"Fuckin' weird." He tells me, scooping the stuff onto my plate. "You want to eat in here or go back to the guys?" He asks.
"Lets eat here, it's quiet." I smile. "How come you're not wrestling tonight?" I ask him curiously.
"There's only so much room on the card, and we haven't really established ourselves yet. Give it a few months sweet pea, you know ain't nobody can fuckin' resist me." He winks. He watches as I take a couple bites of my potatoes. "Good?" He asks.
"So good." I groan, mostly in pleasure. "I was so hungry."
"It freaks me out, when you don't eat." He admits. "You should be eating for fuckin' two and you're hardly eating for yourself right now." He tells me. He was obviously worried, it showed all over his face.
"I can't keep anything down." I tell him, disappointed.
"I know… It just worries me. I want the baby to be healthy, but I'm more concerned about you right now. You've lost weight sweet pea, I can see it. Skin and bones doesn't look good on ya." He says, his expression full of concern.
"It'll come back. I'm sure I'll be a cow by the time I pop." I assure him.
"I read somewhere that you lose weight before you put any on." He nods in agreement.
"Hopefully I don't put too much on." I grumble, unimpressed.
"I'm worried Annabelle..." He sighs, resting his head in his hands.
"Jon," I chuckle. "It'll be fine, the weight will come back."
"That's not what I'm worried about." He tells me. "I'm afraid I'm not going to be around like I need to be to help you when the baby comes. I'm fuckin' scared. You know how bad I want to get into the WWE, but what if that happens when you're about to hit labor?" He asks. I didn't respond, it wasn't something that I'd thought about yet. I only look at him and bite on my bottom lip. "I mean, I know you'll be fine. Kelly will be here and now you've got Lizzy and Aurora but I want to be there. I want to be there when you go to the hospital, I want to be around those first few weeks... Hell i want to fuckin' be around all the time... And now I'm stressing you out. God I'm sorry, fuck, let's not even think about it yet." He rambles.
"Everything will be fine Jon, calm down." I smile at him, spooning another heap over mashed potatoes into my mouth. "Plus my mom will come down and help out, in fact, she'll insist. We have a lot of support, and we'll worry about your job when the time gets closer."
"I'm sorry sweet pea, my brain is fuckin' ridiculous tonight." He murmurs, shaking his head.
"Mine is ridiculous all the time. Do you know I have crazy dreams about a demon baby?" I ask him, raising an eyebrow. He only laughs and looks at me like 'what the fuck?'. "Yeah, demon baby. Horns, tail and all." I shrug.
"You're not going to have a demon baby." He chuckles. "How is the food sitting in your stomach?" He asks, glancing down at my plate that was now half empty.
"I'm not feeling sick or anything. I think I'm alright." I tell him.
"When's the next appointment? When do we know what it is?" He asks curiously.
"The next appointment is a few weeks, it's an ultrasound. I don't think you can find out what it is until like 5 months in or something. A month or so away yet." I tell him. We sit in silence for a few minutes as he lets me finish off what was left on my plate. "You want to go back to everyone now?" I ask him, tossing the paper plate into the garbage.
"Are you ready?" He asks, and I nod. "Yeah, lets go." He agrees, tossing an arm around my shoulder. Even after being with Jon this long, I still got butterflies when he looked at me that certain way, or just the simple gesture of putting his arm around my shoulder. I loved every minute I got to spend with him.
"I love you." I smile at him.
"I love you too sweet pea." He grins, giving my ear lobe a tug.
"Did you eat?" Joe asks, narrowing his eyes at me when we came back into the room.
"I ate." I nod. As if he didn't believe me, he glanced at Jon who nodded a 'yes'. "Jeez Joe, I wouldn't freaking lie to you." I laugh, giving his shoulder a shove.
"I was only making sure." He smirks. Jon falls down onto the big leather couch and pulls me into his lap.
"You're in gear! Are you wrestling tonight?" I ask Joe, seemingly excited.
"Sure am, against some kid named Corey Graves." He answers with a proud smile.
"I'm so excited for you!" I exclaim. Both Jon and Colby had wrestled a few days ago and I felt like Joe was bummed out because he hadn't made it on the card that night.
"You're watching right?" He questions.
"Duh!" I reply, like my answer was totally obvious.
***...***...***
"Sweet pea, your mom is calling you." Jon states, handing me my phone. It had three missed calls from my mom on it, probably calling me in a panic. I had left her a message saying I wanted to talk to her right away because I had something important to tell her.
"I've probably sent her into a fit. I wasn't exactly specific as to why I was calling." I grin at Jon, dialing her number.
"Hello?" She answers, on the first ring.
"Mom." I greet her, "What are you guys doing?" I ask curiously.
"We're at the lake cabin this weekend. I just got your message, is everything alright?" She asks a little worried. "I called as soon as I got it, did something happen with Jon? To Jon?" She asks, I took a second and put her on speaker phone so Jon could hear the conversation.
"Momma..." I laugh, "Chill out. I wanted to tell you that I'm totally having a baby." I spit out, not sure how else to say it. It shouldn't come as a huge shock, I mean both my brothers and my sister have kids so she shouldn't faint or anything.
"Oh my god! You're pregnant?!" She exclaim, obviously excited. "How far? Congratulations!"
"I'm a few months in. Had a doctors appointment already and everything looks good." I tell her.
"Is Jon a mess?" She asks with a chuckle.
"He actually took it really well. He's excited, and nervous, and scared and-"
"Every emotion he could possibly feel. Men never know what to feel until they hold the baby for the first time." She tells me. Even over the phone I knew she was smiling. "Paul! Paul, Annabelle and Jon are having a baby!" She calls to my dad.
"Congratulations!" He calls into the phone.
"Thanks dad." I tell him.
"When are you due?" Mom asks.
"October 16th." Jon answers her.
"Oh Jon! Are you excited?" She asks him.
"I'm a little scared Lori, but I'm excited." He tells her. I finally managed to end the conversation about ten minutes later and toss my phone on the couch between us. "She didn't ask if we were going to get married..." He murmurs
"And she won't, please drop the marriage because of pregnancy thing." I tell him. "We're not going to fight about that one again." I add. "Lay with me, lets watch TV for a while." I smile, leaning back into the couch.
A/N: Sorry guys, I've been out of the game a few weeks because of some family stuff. Updates should come pretty regular now :)