Chapter 33

After that incident, Randy refused to even talk to Jetta, causing her to sigh heavily. She was so happy to see Cayla again and ran toward the exit, passing John and Randy on her way. "Cayla!" She squealed, seeing the woman come through the doors.

"JETTA!" Cayla squealed as they embraced tightly, tears streaming down their cheeks before immediately walking down the hallway, both women talking nonstop.

Glen chuckled, holding his son in his arms, knowing he wouldn't see his wife for much of the night. That was fine. Jetta and Cayla had some catching up to do as he went to find Mark.

John was tempted to go jump Cayla and demand how the honeymoon went when Randy stopped him. "What?"

"Let them catch up." Randy said, shaking his head, watching the two women intently, blue eyes thoughtful again.

"So details woman!" Jetta demanded happily, linking her arm through Cayla's. "I want to hear everything."

"You know what you told me about having multiple orgasms being the greatest feeling in the world?"

"I take it he hit the right spot?"

"In more ways than one." Cayla laughed as Jetta shook her head, having truly missed her. The big diamond on her ring finger sparkled in the lighting above them. "What is with the purple anyway?"

"That's a story for another time. I want details woman!"

Cayla went into detail about how beautiful the island of Hawaii was. Every day it was sunny and the ocean was spectacular. They actually went out of their hotel room during the day to explore, finding out how to make things with scraps things like that.

"Though I missed my little man." Cayla sighed gently, wondering how her son was doing with daddy, and smirked.

"I'm sure he's fine. He's with the men." Jetta giggled, shaking her head. "Well at least you had a chance to enjoy the scenery instead of the hotel room."

"I had to threaten castration, not to mention he was wearing me out."

Jetta snorted. "Lightweight."

"Not everyone is addicted to sex like you, Jetta."

"There's NOTHING wrong with having a lot of sex."

~!~

"Oh damn, you're back." Mark groaned when he was put in a headlock, automatically knowing who was ballsy enough for this. "Didn't she wear your ass out?"

"Hell no, I wore her out."

"So? Did you have a honeymoon or just keep her in bed?"

"Half 'n half." Glen admitted, watching Mark snort into his bottle of water. "Hey...can you BLAME me? No kid for all that time, I took advantage. Love my son, but daddy needed some..."

"Mommy?"

"Watch your mouth, my kid is present." Glen admonished, smirking when Mark rolled his eyes, having heard a few choice words from his and Jetta's getaway to the cabin after the wedding. "Hey John, hey Randy."

"There's my little man." Randy instantly took Daniel from Glen. "Hey Danny!"

"I think it was MY sperm..."

"Didn't you know, Randy has SUPER SPERM! Da da da duh!"

Mark rolled his eyes, snorting again.

"Well doesn't THIS look cozy?" Jetta said in the doorway, grinning from ear to ear, and immediately took Daniel from Randy as she twirled him around. "My handsome man!" Her eyes were only for Daniel at the moment, having not seen him in two weeks and walked over to her bag since her and Mark were sharing a dressing room now, pulling out a stuffed motorcycle.

"Jetta…" Cayla groaned, placing her hands on her hips. "My son..."

"I have to start corrupting his mind now so when he's older he has motorcycles on the brain." She winked, sitting down next to Mark, and watched as Daniel chewed on his new toy.

"I don't even get a hug new best friend?" Glen demanded, sounding hurt, and Jetta rolled her eyes.

"I'm a little busy with the little man right now, Glenie." She giggled when he snorted, kissing Mark's lips softly. Their rule about not being personal in the work place had been thrown out the window.

"Aww..." John smiled toothily. "I'll hug you, Glenie!"

"Don't you even-"

John literally jumped into Glen's arms, locking legs and arms around the bigger man, and planted a big smacking kiss on his forehead. "Welcome back buddy!"

Randy and Mark both were roaring at the look on Glen's face.

Cayla was laughing so hard, tears were streaming down her face, especially when Daniel started cooing and pointing at his father. "I didn't realize my husband swung that way." She laughed harder when his jaw dropped, leaning against Randy, his arm wrapping around her waist to keep her steady because she was going to fall over.

Jetta buried her face in Mark's chest, giggling uncontrollably. "He's bi-sexual Cayla so that's still good. He's probably fun to shop with!"

Cayla lost it as she dropped to the floor, rolling on the floor along with Randy.

"John, let go!" Glen was trying to push John away. "Stop! RAPE!"

"Really?" John wiggled his tongue, blue eyes sparkling with wicked humor. "Want me-" He groaned when he got slammed into the wall. "Glen, not so rough!"

"Someone get him offa me!"

Mark was going to die.

Jetta handed Daniel over to Mark before walking over, yanking John off of Glen, and shoved him against the wall. "You can't handle him, sweetie. Sorry."

Cayla giggled as she stood up, walking over, and saw her husband looked traumatized. "Glen, are you going to live?" She asked, biting her bottom lip, her face turning into a cherry.

Glen didn't answer, just yanked her into his arms and planted a heated kiss on her lips.

Jetta smiled as she walked over to sit down next to Mark again, taking Daniel and popped him up and down on her lap, everyone slowly calming down from that scene. Her eyes locked with Randy's and mouthed, 'I'm sorry.' She hoped there was no hard feelings before returning her attention back to the baby, kissing his forehead. For a brief moment, Jetta wondered what it would be like to be a mother, immediately pushing that thought aside.

Randy nodded back at her, flashing a quick smile.

"So when are you two having your own bundle of joy?"

"Cayla, I'm going to hurt you."

"As soon as Glen admits he likes men and he was only kissing you because John gave him a stiffy." Mark replied with an amused grin.

Glen studied Mark for a moment. "You're serious, aren't you?"

"Yes."

"John...you have a very, very pretty mouth."

John's hands clamped over his mouth, blue eyes wide.

Jetta stared up at Mark with widened eyes before glaring at her best friend, mouthing, 'I'm going to KILL you.'

Cayla just smiled innocently, taking baby Daniel from her and cooed to her son as she spun around with him, her face glowing. Her long red hair pooled down her back in waves and handed Randy his godson. Jetta was the godmother, she'd already established that, though the ceremony hadn't commenced yet.

"Glen, do you want me to have a baby?"

"Hell yes, I want a nephew damn it!"

"You and Mark aren't really brothers."

"Damn well close, but first you two need to get hitched. Then the baby." He grinned.

Jetta groaned, wanting to kill him.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute..." Mark held up a hand, frowning somewhat. "First off, you don't need to be married to have a baby, not everyone is traditional like you two. Secondly, Glen, I was serious therefore you need to be too."

John wasn't looking too happy, especially when Glen seriously began eyeballing him. "Hey, go find someone else to prove your point, I'm not into backdoor loving!"

Randy kissed the top of Daniel's head, smirking somewhat.

"John, you got a preference on lube?"

"NONE!"

"That might hurt ya, son."

That got everyone laughing when John shrieked out like a girl as Glen advanced on him, running out the door like his ass had caught fire. Jetta shook her head and stood up, walking over to stand by Randy and Cayla. "I'm staying over here with the half-sane people."

"I don't blame you." Cayla giggled, shaking her head at her husband and looked at Randy, who was cradling Daniel against him, smiling softly.

"I don't care if you admit you fucked Randy and John in a three way, Glenie, we're not ready for a baby. We have our careers to think about and everything else." She smiled when Daniel reached out for her, immediately taking him, and rubbed her nose gently against his.

"I'm not into Orton…Eww." Glen said in a woman's voice, rolling his eyes, and fluttered his lashes. "Besides, Mark SAID-"

"Hey you heard the woman." Mark said with a grin. "If it's meant to be, the protection won't protect, understand?"

"You sure you don't want one?" Randy asked, watching her with Daniel. "You'd be a great mom, Jetta."

"SEE?"

"Since when the hell did this turn on me?" She demanded, grinning when Daniel cooed against her, picking up his toy she bought him and handed it to him. "See the thing is I'm good with kids as long as they're not mine. I can hand Danny boy back to mommy when he gets fussy and let her deal with him."

"Gee thanks, SIS." Cayla rolled her eyes, her tone playful.

"You know I'm right." She winked and kissed Daniel's forehead as he snuggled against her chest, cradling him, walking around the room and tried getting him to sleep.

"Okay that's it, you're having a kid." Cayla gaped when she seen her son immediately fall asleep against her best friend. "He NEVER does that for me."

"No I'm not and the reason he does is because I'm that damn comforting." Jetta flashed a grin.

"Yes, she is having a kid because you say so. Cayla, unless you and Glen somehow supervise the process, it's not happening. This is just like the marriage bit, it is between me and Jetta. So you both need to back off before I lose my temper." Mark cautioned. They were not doing this to them AGAIN. When Jetta and he felt ready for a family, they would have one, not before and definitely not because some morons decided FOR them.

"I take things day by day, Cayla, you know that. I hate planning shit out. If I ever get married, it's going to be on a spare of the moment thing, no dress, no reception afterwards. I'm not traditional. I want to ride in the sunset, do something crazy. As for a baby, if it's meant to be, it'll happen. In the meantime, I'm going to enjoy my life with Mark and whatever happens, happens." Jetta stated, diffusing the situation as she kept walking around with a sleeping Daniel, finally handing him over to his mother and kissed his forehead.

"You definitely are a weird one, both of you." Cayla murmured quietly, cracking a smile and hugged Jetta with one arm.

"That's the way we are." Jetta shrugged, walking over and sitting on Mark's lap, leaning her head on his shoulder and smiled as his arms encircled her. In her mind and heart, everything happened for a reason and Jetta wasn't in any hurry to settle down. She loved running wild with Mark.

"There a reason you're lingering, Rando?" Mark asked casually, kissing the side of Jetta's head.

"Because I'm waiting for another hug from my friend?" Randy replied, his smile warm and friendly as usual. "There a problem with that, Marky?" He hated being called Rando, with a passion.

"Marky?"

Glen giggled nervously.

Jetta giggled along with Glen, her blue eyes sparkling impishly as she turned Mark's face to stare back at her. "I think I'll start calling you that." She laughed when he growled, kissing him and sighed in contentment as she wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her face in it.

"Come here Randall." Cayla stated, pulling him in for another tight embrace, Daniel sleeping peacefully in his car seat. "I missed you too." She whispered and smiled when he asked if she wanted to go out back to talk to him, nodding. "We'll be back."

Jetta decided to let them have a moment alone and pulled back as Randy lead Cayla out, the door closing behind them.

"If I didn't know that Rando values his life, I'd be worried."

"Trust Cayla?" Mark teased.

"Hey, I'm not called the Big Red Monster for nothing, you know."

He buried his face in Jetta's neck.

Jetta laughed and shook her head, finally standing up from Mark's arms and hugged Glen tightly before kissing his cheek. "Welcome back." She said before walking out of Mark's dressing room, needing a moment away from the insanity, and headed to the cafeteria.

"What's the deal between you and Orton?"

"Noticed did you?"

Glen shrugged. "I've known you for years, kinda hard to miss when you're being polite just for the sake of others."

Mark snorted, raking a hand through his hair.

"So come on, spill it, what happened?" Glen demanded, walking over and sitting on the couch, leaning back against it.

He noticed the tension immediately as soon as Randy walked in. He knew Randy and Cayla were good friends so that's why he tolerated her being around him alone. Not only that, but Cayla was her own person and could make her own decisions. Mark had the tendency to be possessive when he wanted to be.

Sighing, Mark explained everything, including John even noticing the way Randy had been staring at Jetta, the implied insinuation that he had so quickly and slyly covered up. Then he admitted to losing his cool and breaking script when Randy had slapped Jetta's ass. "Everyone thinks I'm being an overly jealous, possessive prick, what do you think?"

"You want my honest opinion?" Glen asked, stroking his chin in thought and saw Mark nod, taking a deep breath. "You are being overly jealous, possessive, but you're not a prick. That's your nature man. You find something and if you want it bad enough, you do what you can to hold onto it. Jetta is not only your possession, but your life, right?" When Mark nodded, Glen smiled and patted him on the shoulder comfortingly. "Though I DO think you're reading too much into this. Randy's a good guy, man. He's their friend and nothing more, just like John."

Glen was his best bud, if he couldn't trust Glen's opinion, Mark was screwed. He grinned, feeling somewhat relieved. "Just like John...hey, the ONLY reason John is safe when it comes to the women is because he's gay, he kissed you, remember?" He smirked when Glen looked awkward. "It's okay if you liked it, Big Red." He snorted, standing up.

"Man, that is so beyond wrong." He grunted, shaking his head.