A/N: Thank you so much for all the reviews. I'm really glad that you enjoyed the beginning of this story and that it's not too out there. Just for clarification, the italics are probably exclusively going to be the interview portions of the show. Hope it's not too confusing. So enjoy the chapter and if you want to review, I'd love it because I know the premise my be a little wonky. Enjoy. :)

"I'm definitely excited to become a father. I've wanted kids for a while now and I think that I would be a good father and who can go wrong with two for the price of one, right? I know a lot of people think that it's strange that I'm having a kid with Stephanie McMahon, but what they don't see is how amazing she actually is. I can't think of a better person to share children with."

"What is the nature of your relationship with Stephanie?"

"We're friends, good friends," he said, chuckling, "okay, I guess at this point you can say we're more than good friends. But we mutually wanted to have this baby so it's not like she coerced me or anything. I wanted to have a kid and we discussed it rationally and like adults and we decided that we would like a child and since it was something we both wanted, we were fine with the outcome."

"So you and Stephanie are not together in the romantic sense?"

"Well, I don't think so, she's not like my girlfriend or anything," Chris responded. "How our relationship has gone is really kind of between the two of us."

"Fair enough," Amy said, "and so you are moving in today to her house?"

"Yes, for one, Vince thinks it would be great for television and what Vince wants and all that, but other than that, I don't want to be a part-time father. I don't want to be the kind of guy who only sees his kids on weekends. I never intended to be that guy and I don't intend to be that guy now. I think moving in with Stephanie was the logical step. We're not going to be sharing a bed or anything like that, perverts, but this way I can be with my kids."

"Even before they come?" Amy prompted.

"Stephanie is carrying two children so she's larger than a normal pregnant woman, but not any less beautiful, mind you, but things are getting more and more difficult with her. Have you seen her? She's gorgeous, but she's going to need help and I think being a father starts long before the children are born. I'm here for her, for whatever she needs, whenever she needs it. Even if she gets some strange craving for watermelon in the middle of the night, I'm on it."

"Are you sure you don't need any help?" Stephanie asked as she watched Chris from the front door. He was unloading some of his things from the back of the car he'd just bought. He'd sold his one that he used in Florida and bought a new, more family-friendly car since he was going to be lugging around two kids pretty soon.

"Um, yeah, I don't think you're in any condition to carry heavy things," Chris said as he dragged some suitcases to the front door.

"Do you see this guy?" Stephanie said towards the camera filming them at the moment. "He won't even accept even a little bit of help."

"Would you let her help you?" Chris said, turning towards the camera. The camera guy shook his head. "See, Stephanie, he agrees with me. Would you just go rest, the doctor said that you should try to get as much rest as possible because you're too stressed as it is."

"It's just my personality," she argued. "I'm just an easily stressed person and with my job, it's easy to become that way."

"Yes, but your doctor said that you could develop preeclampsia. Isn't he checking for that during your next visit?"

"Yeah, but I'm fine."

"Stop acting like you know more than the doctor," Chris told her. She rolled her eyes and then he hugged her spontaneously. "I don't want anything to happen to you or the kids, got it?"

"Got it," she told him, hugging him back. Their fights were usually like that, short, light-hearted, and always ending in a hug or a kiss to the cheek. "I'm trying not to be stressed and I've left a lot of the work to the guys right under me…not a word, Christopher, and they're taking care of things while I work from Connecticut."

"She's going to be a great mother," Chris beamed towards the camera.

"So Stephanie, when is your next appointment and are you excited?"

"I have my next appointment in about a week and Chris and I are both really excited. We're going to be finding out the sexes of the babies."

"So you want to know?"

"Yeah, we both really want to know what's going on in there. The babies have really just started to get active and I've felt them moving and bumping around in there for a little while, but it's really starting to get so Chris can feel it too and he's really excited over it."

"You're just saying that," Stephanie said, but she was blushing slightly and she turned her head away because she was embarrassed.

"No, you really are," Chris said, the both of them forgetting the cameras were there for a second. He pulled away from her and smiled up at her face, since he was on a step below her on the porch. He took Stephanie's face in his hands and told her, "You are going to be amazing with them. I just know it."

"You really think so?"

"Stephanie, I've seen you with your nephews and you're great with them, I know you're going to be just as great with our kids," Chris told her and then leaned up to kiss the tip of her nose. "Okay, since my furniture isn't here yet, I guess I should just put these suitcases in my room."

"That's probably for the best," Stephanie said. "Oh, I forgot to mention that my parents wanted to stop by and having like a housewarming dinner or something. They're bringing over food since they thought we'd be tired. Is that okay?"

"Is this really just a chance for them to spy on me?"

"Yes," Stephanie laughed. "Especially my mom, I think. I know that she likes you and everything, but I'm not sure she trusts you and because you're going to be a part of my family when the babies come and you're pretty much part of it now that I'm pregnant."

"Wow, I never thought of it that way," he said as he started upstairs with Stephanie following him and a camera following them.

"What did you think you were going to be, some weird uncle we only see on holidays?" Stephanie joked. "Of course you're part of the family and I think my mom just wants to check you out, make sure you're on the up and up."

"Did she do the same with Marissa?" he asked as he set his bags by the door, then headed back downstairs, being sure to make a funny face towards the camera. They went downstairs and he flopped down on the couch and Stephanie sat next to him.

"Didn't have to, Rissa and Shane have known each other since they were kids. We were all neighbors growing up."

"So I'm just the riff-raff who's trying to root his way into the family, right?"

"No, she doesn't think that…" Chris gave her a look. "Okay, she thinks that a little, but only a little bit, she just doesn't get why we made the decision to have a child or in this case children without being together. She doesn't understand the motivation, but then, she had me and Shane when she was fairly young so she just doesn't understand."

"So you're saying I have to prove my worth?" Chris wondered. "Should I wear diamonds and furs to this dinner then?"

"Don't be a jackass," she told him, shoving at him. There was a truck horn and Stephanie looked towards the door. "I guess that's the rest of your stuff, we better get unpacked."

"So what do you think your parents think about all of this?"

Stephanie looked down at her hands and furrowed her brow. "I think it's a mix of excitement and trepidation. They're obviously excited because they get new grandchildren and my parents spoil my nephews so much it's insane. But I know they wanted better for me. I know they wanted me to be settled down with a husband before I did the kid thing. My mom has expressed concerns that I may never get married now. She doesn't say it outright, but she alludes to it enough times. I guess she thinks that no guy will ever want a woman with two kids who lives with the kids' father."

"Do you believe her?"

"No, not really, there's someone out there for me, I know it."

"So Chris, we asked Stephanie the same question, but what do your parents think about the situation?"

"Well, my mom actually passed away a few years ago," Chris said with a sigh, "I'm still having a tough time with that one, but my dad has let me live my life since I was 19 so he's just excited to get grandkids. My step-mom, Bonnie, has been buying out every baby store she can find and every week since I told them, I've gotten a package full of baby clothes. We don't even know what they are, but my step-mom is covering all bases."

"Stephanie said that her parents were having mixed feelings, your thoughts?"

"They worry about their daughter and I understand their reservations about the whole thing. I never intended to not marry or even be with the mother of my children, but I love Stephanie in my own way. They don't need to worry because I would never hurt Stephanie or my kids, never. They all mean way too much for me to hurt them. These kids are the best thing I've ever done with my life and I love them already."

"Hey guys, we're going to give you guys a break, we'll be back tonight for your parents coming over," Amy said as she gave Stephanie and Chris a hug. "We'll see you guys later. Great stuff today and great interviews."

"Thanks," they said in unison and then laughed at their joint brains. The camera and sounds guys vacated their house and they finally breathed a sigh of relief. "I'm glad they're gone for a while, I feel like I constantly have to be on when they're here."

"Me too," Stephanie said, running a hand through her hair, "like a circus animal."

"That's exactly it. I think people are going to watch this and think we're the most boring people on the planet," Chris joked and Stephanie let her head fall against his shoulder.

"I hope so because then my dad will cancel the show and we won't have our lives on display," Stephanie said as Chris grabbed her hand. "The only thing interesting about us is that we're having a baby, otherwise, we're just two normal people. I don't get what the novelty is anyways. Tons of people have kids because they get drunk and sleep with someone they don't know. How is that right, you know? We made our decisions and we're happy with them, but we're made to look like a freak show because we didn't follow the common denominator."

"Don't let it get to you," Chris said, shaking her hand a little to buck her up.

"What did they ask you in your interview?" Stephanie asked.

"What my parents thought about it."

"See, like we're a freak show," Stephanie said. "Maybe we should just be boring."

"I think we already are," Chris laughed. Their lives were just their lives. They weren't trying to impress anyone and they weren't trying to get ratings. They were just living their lives and they didn't get the fascination people had with that. Why did someone want to know all the dirt, all their personal things? Vince was going way out on a limb with this idea and he just cursed the fact that he had roped Stephanie and Chris into it without their real consent. Sure, they'd signed the waivers, but it was in their contracts to do something like this and they couldn't get out of it.

"You're not boring," Stephanie said.

"Well neither are you," he told her.

"You're the one with a rock band and a best-selling autobiography and all of that going for you while I work behind the scenes, writing and overseeing things. If they ever came to work with me, they'd probably bore people to death," Stephanie said.

"You're totally interesting," Chris told her, looking at her. "At least I find you interesting."

"You're also having two children with me, you have to find me interesting," Stephanie told him. "I would be highly insulted if you didn't."

"I would've found you interesting with the kids or without them," Chris told her. "You're very interesting and I could probably listen to you talk for hours about great stories of your past. I bet you have a lot of good ones too."

"Yes, like when I was 15 and Shawn hit on me thinking that I was of age and then, while drunk at one of my parent's parties, tried to make out with me and groped me," Stephanie said, "like that kind of story?"

"What? No way!" Chris said, his jaw dropping. "Okay, if you told that story while on camera, everyone would find you interesting…and they'd find Shawn kind of skeevy. That's really gross, did you correct him?"

"Yes, I did, multiple times, but I'm sure you know how Shawn was back then."

"Yeah, I may have to rethink my idolization of him since he tried to grope the future mother of my children," Chris told her. "Yeah, I may really have to talk to him about that."

"You can't!" Stephanie said. "I don't think he even remembers it."

"Yeah, yeah, I think I'm going to," he teased her and she started to push at him before she stopped. "What is it?"

"Hand please," she said, grabbing his hand and putting it on her stomach. Chris felt a soft flutter pushing against his hand from Stephanie's stomach. "Feel it?"

"Yes, I think it's Morse code," Chris said, "baby 1a thinks that Shawn is definitely a skeeve and that…Daddy should beat him up."

"Shove it," Stephanie said.

"I'm just repeating what the baby is telling me," Chris said, then leaning down to talk to her stomach. "Don't worry, kiddo, Daddy will avenge Mommy's honor. You don't have to worry about it."

Chris looked up at wickedly at Stephanie and she just stared at him. She couldn't ask for a better person to raise her children with. She could see the love inside his eyes whenever the babies were kicking or whenever he was speaking to her stomach or trying to strap on headphones around her belly so the kids could listen to his music. She feared, at first, that he wouldn't be as excited as she was and after finding out they were twins, she was even more frightened that he would think it too much, but he never did. He loved these kids as much as she did and she couldn't ask for anything more.

She couldn't ask for anyone better.