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A couple weeks later John and me were on our way to my 8 week appointment to have an ultrasound done to determine an approximation of how far along I was, when I was due and possibly when I conceived. I was pretty sure Dave was the father but for now I was allowing John to think he was. He was really excited. He had not stopped talking about the baby since he found out and he was spending as much time with me as he could. I barely got to see Dave in those two weeks because I couldn't lie about going out with my friends anymore because of being pregnant. The only time I really got to talk to Dave was at house shows, RAW shows and when John was working Smackdown. As excited as John was about the baby I made him promise me he wouldn't call his mom, his dad, my parents or anyone in our families to tell them. I also made him promise not to tell our friends that I was pregnant. I definitely couldn't get an abortion now so my only option was to carry it to term as much as I didn't want a baby but I still knew there was some type of rule about waiting to announce a pregnancy till after the 12 week mark because anything could happen in those first 12 weeks. "How are you feeling today?" John asked me as I was texting Dave. Just because I couldn't see him in person didn't mean I couldn't text him to stay in touch with him. In fact that's how we communicated and Dave wasn't happy about me allowing John to think the baby was his.
"I'm fine. Just a little nauseous but I'm all right," I responded.
"Do you want some crackers or water?"
"No. I'm fine. I took my pill so it should help it in a little bit."
"Good," he said. "So I was thinking if the baby is a boy we can name him John Felix Anthony Cena Jr."
"Um.. No one said it was a boy and I think we should talk about it. I mean why does he have to be named John? I don't' want a junior."
"Come on, Tess, John Jr. is an awesome name. I want to carry my name on in the WWE business."
"And how do you know he would be a wrestler?"
"Because it's in his bloodline." He was right about that but his bloodline could be linked to Batista or Cena. "So what do you say about John Jr.?"
"No," I said. "Can we not talk about this. I'm not even that far along. Don't jinx it please."
"I'm just suggesting baby names and for a girl I was thinking Addison Cena."
"No. And why do you get to pick the names out? Why don't I get a say? I am the one carrying it for 9 months and then going through labor. I think I get a say. Not to mention I'm the one puking everyday and have the sore boobs so I believe I have the right to name my child." I really didn't' understand why John was trying to control the entire baby situation. I had never really thought about baby names but I never really thought about having a baby but it was happening now. I just think I deserved more of a say in my baby's name.
"I know but I was just suggesting," said John.
"Well, do me a favor and don't suggest anymore names to me until after the 12 week mark. It's too soon to be discussing baby names and all that stuff. I just want to go to the doctor, get my ultrasound done, go home and go take a nap. Is that too much to ask?" I was already starting to feel hormonal and extra irritated. I was also really tired and was taking a daily nap to energize me.
"I'm sorry. What names would you suggest? The baby needs a name," he said as he touched my stomach. "Tell your mommy you need a name."
"John," I said taking his hand off my stomach, "please."
"What did I say, Tessa?"
"It's just you bugging me about baby names. I don't have any names picked out and I don't plan on doing that until after the 12 week mark. It's too soon to talk about that stuff. I'm tired, my boobs hurt and everything I eat makes me sick. Plus my hormones are out of whack so I'm not really in the mood to be bugged about something I asked you not to bug me about." To say I was upset is an understatement, I was miserable. I didn't like lying to John but I had to, at least for a while.
"I'm sorry, Tess. I'm sorry," he said to me. "So I want to ask you something."
"What?" I asked as we pulled into the parking lot of the OB/GYN I found in Tampa.
"I think you should stop working with Dave during your pregnancy," he said.
"Excuse me?" I asked as he parked the car.
"It's just I think he stresses you out and you don't need his stress."
"He doesn't stress me out, John. I can do my job and be pregnant too," I said. And that was what I was afraid was going to happen if I got pregnant. He was already starting with jeopardizing my job with my pregnancy. I was NOT going to let the pregnancy get in my way of working in any way.
"I just think it would be better if you didn't work with him. I know it's a stressful situation when you have to deal with him. Take a break from him. Vince will understand this," he said.
"John, No. I'm not giving up this job. This is what is going to give me a promotion. I am NOT giving up this assignment because I'm pregnant. Dave does not stress me out."
"Tess, yes he does. I can see it," said John.
"No, John, you stress me out!" I said as I got out of the car slamming the door behind me. I walked into the doctor's office without John. I signed in and then filled out the new patient paperwork. John finally joined me inside.
He took a seat beside me and said, "I'm sorry, Tess. I didn't mean to upset you."
"Whatever," I said. "I'm just irritated and you're making it worse. You told me if I got pregnant it would not affect my job in any way."
"I know but I just don't want Batista to stress you out," he said. "Being stress free is the best way to get through a pregnancy."
"I know but I'm not stressed at all except when you continue to bug me about something that I ask you not to bug me about. And what is your beef with Dave anyway? Why are you so anti-Dave?"
"Because he's an asshole, Tessa. You used to be anti-Dave too but now.. I don't even know it's like you two are best friends."
"I know I used to be anti-Dave but then I got to know him. He's not a bad guy," I said. "And he is my friend."
"He's just brainwashing you."
"No, John, he's not. Can we stop this? I don't want any problems."
"Fine but you know our feud begins next week."
"I know," I said, "but that doesn't mean you have to be an asshole to him off camera. I just want you to stop accusing us of things and stop being an asshole when you see us working together. Can you do that?"
"I can do that," he said. "I'm sorry, Baby. I'm really sorry."
"It's okay," I said as I handed him the clipboard with my information. "Can you take this to the front desk for me?"
"Absolutely," he said as he got up to take it to the receptionist.
"Thanks," I said with a smile as he sat back down next to me.
"No problem," he said as he softly kissed my lips quickly before picking up a Parenting magazine to read. He offered me one but I didn't want to read one so I just sat there and watched him concentrate on an article about putting your baby on a schedule. He was really into it and he was so cute to watch.
He was just about to start another article about breastfeeding when he asked, "are you going to breastfeed?"
"I might," I said. "I don't know."
"It says that it's healthier," he said as the nurse came out to take me back.
"Tessa Montgomery," she said.
"Let's go," I said getting up. John put the magazine down, got up took my hand and walked back with me.
"How are you today?" Asked the nurse.
"I'm doing well," I said with a smile as we followed her to the ultrasound room.
We entered the room and John sat down on the chairs next to the bed while I sat up on the bed. The nurse asked me a couple of questions about my menstrual cycle and how I was feeling. She took note of it and then gave me a gown to put on. "I just need you to take everything off but your bra," she told me, "and the doctor will be right in to do the ultrasound."
"Thank-you," I said taking the gown to put it on. Once I had the gown on I sat back down on the bed after handing John my clothes.
"You're not even showing yet but your boobs have gotten so much bigger," he said.
"I shouldn't be showing already but I know my boobs have gotten bigger. I need new bras. The ones I have aren't doing it for me."
"Are you excited?"
"I guess," I said. I was being completely honest. I wasn't excited at all.
"I am VERY excited," he said as there was a knock on the door.
"Come in," I said.
The door opened and a male doctor came into the room. He introduced himself as Dr. Scott. He asked me a few questions about how I was feeling, what I was eating, if I smoked, if I drank and about my menstrual cycle. They were pretty much the same questions I answered two weeks earlier. "All right. Everything seems to be good but I'm just going to do an ultrasound to make sure the baby is all right and to measure it to see how far along you are. I'm going to do an internal ultrasound because it's more accurate okay?"
"Okay," I said as I saw him start to get things ready for the ultrasound. He took the wand and put something over it that looked like a condom and then put some gel on it.
He flipped on the machine and said, "Tessa, I just need you to put your legs up here in the stirrups."
"Okay," I said as I did what I was asked.
"Now this may be uncomfortable but it will be okay." John took my hand as the doctor inserted the wand inside of me. It was pretty uncomfortable so I squeezed John's hand. He softly kissed my hand as the doctor looked for the baby. "And there it is," he said with a smile and pointing to the baby on the screen.
"Look at that, Tessa, there's our baby. It's like a little person. It's beautiful. Tess, you have a little person inside of you," he said with tears in his eyes. I have known John for a long time but I had only seen him brought to tears 3 times. One time when his grandmother passed away, another time when he first won the WWE championship and the third time seeing the baby on the screen for the first time. "Oh my god. This is awesome," he said with a smile. He was as happy as could be. That was the first time in months that guilt had overcome me. I was feeling pretty guilty at that point because there was that chance that wasn't our baby. I wasn't sure if I wanted to destroy his happiness.
"I see," I said with a smile. I didn't get as emotional as him but it did make me smile to see how happy he was. I wondered if Dave would have reacted the same way or not.
"And everything looks good with it. It has a strong heartbeat and it looks healthy. I'd say you're due on February 18th and you're about 8 weeks and 4 days along. It looks like you conceived on May 28th or close to the 28th." The 28th, there it was. The Saturday John was out of town. I knew at that moment who the father was but I still said nothing. I waited for John to catch it but he didn't.
"It must have happened that morning before I left for Smackdown," he said.
"Must have," I said but we never had sex that morning. We had it the night before but not the 28th but if that's what John wanted to think then so be it. I wasn't ready to break the news to him just yet.
"Tessa, we're having a baby!" he said as he kissed my lips. I was feeling even guiltier because seeing the baby on the ultrasound made him even happier and more excited. I dreaded the day when he would find out the truth.
"We're having a baby," I said feeling sick to my stomach.
"Would you two like pictures?" asked Dr. Scott.
"Sure," said John. "We would Love pictures."
"All right. Let me print them off for you and just to let you know your next ultrasound is in 8 weeks and as long as the baby is willing to cooperate we can tell you the sex."
"Oh," I said as he printed off the pictures.
He handed John the pictures and then removed the wand after turning off the machine. He congratulated us and then scheduled my next appointment in 6 weeks. He seemed like a pretty decent doctor so I was going to keep him. Once he left the room I changed back into my clothes as John looked at the pictures.
Later that afternoon John was sitting in the living room watching TV while I was in the bathroom finishing up my afternoon morning sickness. I got the idea that I should go tell Dave about the appointment so I went into the living room and said, "John, I'll be back shortly. I have to make a quick errand. All right?"
"Okay," he said. "I'll see you when you get back. Be careful."
"I will," I said walking to the kitchen to grab one of the ultrasound pictures so I could give it to Dave. I grabbed the keys and hollered, "Bye," before walking out the back door.
When I arrived at Dave's house I walked up to the front door and rang the doorbell. I didn't tell Dave that I was coming I was going to let it be a surprise and he was surprised when he opened the door. "Tessa, what are you doing here?"
"I came to talk to you. Is it a bad time?" I asked.
"No. It's not a bad time. I just have Max till Friday."
"Oh. Do you want me to leave?" I asked.
"No come in," he said leading me into the front door and shutting it behind me.
"Who here, Daddy?" asked Max as he appeared in front of us. "TESSA!" he said as he ran over to me and gave me a hug. "I miss you, Tessa."
"Hey, Max," I said with a smile hugging him back, "I missed you too. What are you doing?"
"Playing with my cars. Want to play?" he asked handing me the blue car in his hand.
"Max, Tessa doesn't want to play cars," said Dave as we walked to the living room.
"I don't mind," I said.
"All right,' he said. "So what did you want to talk about?"
"John and me went to the doctor's today and had an ultrasound done," I said as I sat down on the floor to pay with Max.
"You know what. Hold that thought," said Dave, "Max, why don't you go upstairs to play with your cars while I talk to Tessa and then you can play with her okay?"
"Okay, Daddy," he said as he got up and walked out of the room.
Dave made sure he was out of sight and hearing range before he said, "And what happened at the doctor's office?"
"They told me when I conceived and how far along I am. And they told me when I was due," I said playing with the car.
"And?" he said.
"I conceived that night we were together. May 28th," I said.
"Damn it, Tessa. I should have pulled out. Do you know how complicated this whole thing just got?"
"It's not worth getting upset over now. What's done is done."
"So what you're saying is it's my baby?" asked Dave.
"Yep," I said. "It's your baby. You and me are having a baby."
"Does John know it's mine?"
"Nope. I can't bring myself to tell him. He's so happy and he's really excited. I can't break his heart."
"Tessa, you have to tell him. You can't wait forever."
"I know," I said.
"Tessa, I'm serious. That is MY baby. NOT John's. And I guess you're not getting an abortion now."
"I can't," I said. "I'm having it."
"I see," he said. "So how long are you going to let John think the baby is his?"
"I don't know. Not very long," I said.
"Tess, I think you should tell him now because I don't want him thinking my baby is his for too long."
"I'll tell him then, Dave. I'm not ready to tell him."
"Just like you haven't been ready to tell him you want to break up with him," he said. "You procrastinate. Are you going to wait till the kid is 4 before you tell him the truth?"
"No," I said.
"Then when, Tessa? When it's born and it comes out looking like me? Let's face it. John and me have very different features. How would you explain that?" He sounded pretty upset and I couldn't blame him. He was right.
"Why are you being so mean? I told you I was going to tell him. I just need to get the nerve to tell him. Don't make me stress about this. Stress isn't good for the baby."
"If you would just tell him the truth you wouldn't be stressed," he said.
"Dave," I said with tears in my eyes. "I'm going to tell him. Just give me time."
"Tess, don't cry. Please don't cry," he said getting down on the floor with me. "I'm sorry. It's just frustrating to see him play daddy to my baby. I'm sorry," he said wrapping his arm around my shoulders. He softly kissed the top of my head. "I'm sorry."
"It's okay," I said resting my head on his shoulder. "It's just really tough for me to do that. And I know I will lose my job for this."
"Not if Cena keeps his mouth shut you won't," he said. "Don't worry about that. Just worry about telling him the truth."
"Okay," I said, "but just give me some time."
"I will but I'm only giving you till the time you're 12 weeks pregnant. You have one month. Okay?"
"Okay," I said. "One month. I will tell him in a month."
"All right," he said, "so did you get any pictures of our baby?"
"Yeah," I said pulling a picture out of my pocket. "Here. I got this for you. It's our baby." And saying that made me feel happier than I was when I was in the appointment with John.
"Look at that. It's going to be a beautiful baby," he said with a smile as he looked at the picture. "Tessa, I'm glad you decided to keep it."
"Me too," I said with a smile as we both looked at the picture. "Look at its little head and it's little body. It's so cute."
"Yes it is," he said with a smile. "We're having a baby, Tessa," he said as he kissed my lips softly. "Max is going to be a big brother."
"And you're going to be a daddy again," I said with a smile.
"Yeah. I'm going to be a daddy again," he said. He was very happy. He was practically glowing. "It's so cool that you have that little baby inside of you."
"If I didn't know any better Batista, I would say you're excited."
"I am," he said. "You have no idea. We're having a baby," he said placing his hand on my stomach. For some reason his hand on my stomach didn't bother me as much as it did when John did it. I actually enjoyed Dave putting his hand on my stomach. "But you just need to tell John okay and I will be there with you when you tell him if you want me to."
"I know. I will tell him but alone. He doesn't like you to begin with. I don't want him to hurt you or anything. He has a bad temper."
"I know. I saw him push you down a couple weeks ago. I'm not worried about his temper. I'm just worried about him knowing the truth. He can take a swing at me if he wants. I don't care. I just want that baby to know who its father is."
"I know," I said. I had no idea how I was going to tell John. I was actually scared to tell John because of his temper. He never really got upset with me except for that day a couple weeks earlier when he saw me talking to Dave. I never saw him act like that and that was over me talking to Dave. I didn't want to imagine how bad it would be when he found out I was cheating on him and not only that but having the baby of the man he truly despised. I was not in a good situation, I had no idea what to do and only 4 weeks to tell John the truth.
*A/N: So what did you think? Please review and thank-you for taking the time to read. = )