In order to make up for his shitty attitude on Friday, Dean made sure Lea was pampered all weekend. He gave her foot rubs, fixed her breakfast in bed, and did all the housework.
Lea had already forgiven Dean but she was a smart woman. So she sat back and enjoyed watching Dean pay penance.
As they were cuddled up watching movies Sunday afternoon, she finally brought up the one thing they had avoided all weekend. The possibility that Drew was the biological father.
"Even if Drew is the father that doesn't mean I'm going to leave you, run back to him, and play house."
"I know that. That was never my concern. It was more about him stealing something that belongs to me."
"I hate that I even have to ask this question. I just need to know 100% that if Drew is the father that you'll still be here. You won't leave."
"Don't you know how much I love you? There is absolutely no way I'm leaving you. Even if there isn't a drop of my blood in our baby. I will still love him or her."
Lea leaned against Dean. She couldn't believe he was being so strong about this.
"I have to tell Drew soon. I was planning on telling him Monday. Afterwards, I'm going to have to tell Stephanie and Paul. Unfortunately I feel that they need to know everything."
Though I can't wrestle I want to be ringside."
"I'm not sure I like that idea. Accidents happen all the time. What if you got hurt? You could lose our baby not to mention be permanently injured yourself."
"That's it. You're not going to comment on my talking to Drew?"
Dean chuckled, "Why would I make a big deal? I'm going to be there the whole time."
"Are you still worried?"
"About him sweet talking you into his bed again? Fuck no. But Drew has an attitude towards you. I've told you I'm your personal security detail."
"Okay, you can come. But Seth and Roman are not invited. We can share the news with them afterwards."
"You think I'm going to be bad. Imagine Roman's reaction. He'll be your shadow."
"Seth is actually my concern. You know how he is. I wouldn't be surprised if he didn't buy a baby flak jacket and black pants."
Dean laughed so hard he actually cried at the image in his head.
"If it's a boy, Roman will be teaching him how to roar and spear people. Seth will have him jumping around kicking people in the head. You will teach him to talk shit. He'll be kicked out of preschool the same day he starts."
"That may be true. But imagine if we have a baby girl."
She'll have those two twisted around her pinkie. Roman will kill anyone who makes her cry. Seth will buy her tiaras and fluffy dresses so she looks like a princess."
"Oh and what about you? You act like you will be Mr. Innocent."
"Oh, I'll teach her how to kick ass. My little girl won't have to worry about any bullies."
"She's going to be a little terror. I can just see it now. I'll tell her to do something and she'll run to you."
"You know if someone had told me even one year ago, I'd be having this conversation, I would have laughed in their face. Dean Ambrose, the Cincinnati Street Dog, as a daddy. Never would've imagined it in a million years."
"I think you're going to be a great daddy."
Dean laid his hands on either side of her stomach and placed his mouth flat against her belly button.
"I promise to love and protect you til the day I die."
He placed a soft kiss on her stomach and then leaned up to kiss her.
"I know we've discussed this before. But I really want you to think about making our family official. I grew up being labeled a bastard. I don't want my child to ever have someone throw those words at my child."
Lea wasn't sure how to answer. She loved Dean. Yet she had never been the type of girl who planned her wedding.
Dean saw Lea struggling. "If you say no, I'm not going to stop loving you. Don't think I'm pressuring you."
"Give me time. I don't want this decision be mine completely. I have to know I did it for me. Not to make you happy. Not even for Baby Ambrose. It has to be for Lea Scott."
Dean respected her decision. Sure it hurt but at least she hadn't freaked out like she ha when she had misunderstood him. It felt like progress. Besides she didn't just say no.
