"I definitely think this is a great sign for things to come."

"That's great, Dad, I'm glad you got what you wanted out of this," Stephanie said, rubbing her stomach in a comforting gesture to her own self. She was finding she did that a lot, not even consciously most of the time. "It only took cameras invading our privacy to do it."

"Oh, don't be like that, Stephanie," Vince dismissed her, and she vowed never to be so dismissive of her own children. "This was a great idea, and it's been proven by the ratings we got for the first show, which was stellar. We're definitely going to want more."

"Dad…"

"Stephanie, even you can't think this is a bad thing. People want to watch you, they like watching you and Chris and getting a peek into your lives, and they've been on this journey with you, they're going to want to see it to finish."

"What's finish, Dad?" Stephanie asked. "When does it end? Do I just raise my children while being filmed the entire time? Do I plaster my children's faces all over television because it's great for ratings? I have to put my foot down somewhere, Dad."

"I'm not asking you to do that."

"You are asking me to do that, and you're asking Chris to do that, and while we're comfortable with our lives in the spotlight because there's no way around it, I think I can speak for him when I say that we're not comfortable putting our children out there. Plus, these are your grandchildren, Dad, do you want them everywhere? Wait, don't answer that because you put me in the WWE catalogue when I was little."

"What do you propose we do then?" Vince asked her. "I will defer to you because it is your life and Chris's life, and you do have a point with my grandchildren being put all over the place."

"Thank you," Stephanie said, "I think it would be best if we did the show up until I give birth, after that, we just move on. I don't want cameras filming me taking care of my children. That's time I will only get with them once, and I don't need the invasion of privacy. I think I'm already dong a lot just by agreeing to do more of the show, and I haven't even talked to Chris about it, which I have to do, but that's al I'm willing to give, Dad, I can't give anymore."

"Okay, I understand, I do," Vince said, "and I do want you to be comfortable. You are my family, and I think I need to be more sensitive to that fact."

"Yes, you do," Stephanie pushed herself out of her chair. "Now, I better get back to work since I'm trying to do as much as I can before I get tired in the afternoons."

"Stop working so hard," Vince stood up as well. "You're pregnant, you should be taking it easy, even more so because you're having twins. I still see you around here until seven at night sometimes, and that just won't do."

"I'm still okay to work, Dad," Stephanie told him, "I just do it a little bit slower because I'm pregnant, but believe me when I say that I'm still good to go. I don't even like that I have to go, not that I really am taking a leave, except from the traveling, which I've already done, but I've still got a good couple months of coming into work. Then after that, I can do a lot of work from home."

"You'll have two babies."

"I know, but Chris will be there, Chris will help since he's taking time off, the perks of getting me pregnant," Stephanie joked, which didn't go over too well with her father. He understood their arrangement, but he didn't have to like it. "Dad, don't give me that look."

"I just don't understand why you aren't married or even with Chris," Vince said, "I mean, friends having babies, we never used to do that, that wasn't even a thing, that's barely even a thing nowadays."

"Well, you'll be happy to know that Chris and I are no longer…just friends," Stephanie told him, figuring that now was as good a time as any to let it be known to her family that she and Chris were dating. Dating seemed like such a strange word though. They were having children together, and they were just now dating. There should be a better word for it.

"What do you mean?" Vince asked.

"I mean, Chris and I are together now. We decided to give it a try, obviously our feelings evolved to beyond friendship, and we're dating now, we're a couple, he's my boyfriend," Stephanie laid it all out there, shrugging as she finished her sentence. They were…whatever they were. They were just together, and she liked it. She liked it a lot actually.

She liked knowing she had Chris, that she could hold his hand. Watching the show the other night, seeing herself and Chris dance around each other, that was the most painful part of it all. She could see it between them, though she didn't tell this to Chris. She could have told this to Chris, but she felt a little foolish that she didn't recognize that there was clearly something there between them, something they both probably tried to deny, but it was so clearly there.

"You're actually together?" Vince asked, like he couldn't believe this turn of events.

"Yes, Dad, we're actually together," Stephanie said, "in fact, he's coming in to take me to lunch today, which I should be in my office before he comes and tries to find me and you bombard him with questions and/or interrogate him on his intentions with me."

"I think we all know what his intentions with you were," Vince said, eyeing her stomach.

"Oh God, Dad, eww," Stephanie said, "I'm leaving now."

"I want you and Chris to come for dinner one night."

"We will, but only if you don't do something like make a video of how much you told us so, we get it, okay, trust me."

"Do you love him?" Vince asked.

"Dad," Stephanie whined. "I don't think that's something you should ask right now because I'm honestly not sure what I feel. I just know that being with him feels right, take from that what you will."

"I will."

Stephanie just gave her father a look and turned to leave. She knew her father was thinking he was right all along and maybe he was. Maybe everyone was right, but right now, she knew that she and Chris were trying things out, and if it didn't work out, they could still remain friends…right? But what if they had a bad break up? What if he decided he liked some other woman better than he liked her? They were going to have two children together, what would happen if things turned sour between them.

"You're going to worry yourself into labor," Chris said, and she startled, seeing him standing right there in front of her. She blinked a few times and stared at him.

"What if we break up!" she hissed at him, and Chris looked at her like she'd grown two heads. He didn't know where this was coming from, and was frankly surprised she'd just come out and say that, as him that.

"Hey, let's go to your office," he said, grabbing her and walking to her office, leading them inside, and closing the door behind him. "Okay, what's going on, and why are you worried about us breaking up when we've only been dating for like a week?"

"Because of this," she said, pointing to her stomach, "and wherever the other one is, I don't know, they're both moving around like crazy. We have children together, sure, they might not be born yet, but they're right there, they're alive and everything, and if we break up and it's messy, what's going to happen?"

"Steph, you do realize that married people who have kids do break up too, this is something every couple deals with when they have children, granted we just started dating, but that doesn't matter. Look, whatever happens with us, I like to think that we'll remain friends, if for no other reason than because of Lia and Brant. But not allowing yourself to be in a relationship because you're afraid it will end? That's not how life works."

"I just don't want to do this and have it end up with us needing to do the whole joint custody thing and separate holidays and I won't get to see them on certain days, and you won't get to see them on certain days."

"Stephanie, Stephy, calm down," he put his hands on her shoulders. "We've been together for a week and you're already predicting all the doom and gloom in the world, and we're not even there yet. Not even close. I like being with you, and right now, you're the only woman in the world I want to be with, let's focus on that, shall we? And even if this is not going to work, we love our children, both of us, and we would do anything for them."

"I know, I'm just paranoid, you know how I operate."

Chris stepped to her side so he could give her a hug. She settled her head against his chest and just breathed in his scent, letting his touch and his embrace comfort her. This, again, felt so right, right in a way that she didn't know she wanted. She wanted him to hold her like this, maybe forever, but definitely for now. She wrapped her arms around his waist as she felt him kiss the top of her head.

"Can I take you three to lunch now?"

"Yeah, you can take me and my craziness to lunch now."

"I just hope none of that got transferred to the babies," Chris joked. "I would hate for them to be born neurotic and paranoid over their parents' relationship status." He yelped when she pinched him in the side.

"Oh, also, I talked with my dad about the ratings for the show, which were amazing by the way. I guess people were more curious about us than we thought," Stephanie said, "like it got ratings better than a lot of shows on other networks, and was by far the highest rated show on the network. He wanted to do another season."

"And you said?"

"I made an agreement with him. I said we would film until I gave birth, but after that, no, because I don't want our children on TV like that. I want them to have as normal a childhood as we can provide for them, and their faces everywhere, people taking screencaps, posting them on the internet, that's not what I want."

"Me neither, that's actually a really smart idea, I'm glad you came up with it, I just would have yelled at your dad."

"Well, he wasn't pleased at first, but the thought of his grandchildren being everywhere subdued him a little bit, I also told him about us, I figured that since we're dating now, it's best if we're open about it because really, we have nothing to hide because I'm pregnant with your children."

He laughed, "You are? I never would have guessed, I suppose that means it would be best if we just said we were dating."

"I think so too," she told him, "do you mind that I told?"

"No, I'm perfectly fine with that, and I'm glad we're not going to do this camera thing after the kids are born. It's fine now because it's kind of like documenting your pregnancy so we can go back and watch it and the kids can watch it when they're older, but the other memories, I want those to be just ours, not the world's."

This was why she might be falling in love with him.