*Thank-you for the reviews on the last chapter. They were greatly appreciated. Thank-you all so much. =)
The next week Dave and me were in New York City. It was like my home away from home. I had missed it so much. It had been a while since I had been there but I still knew my way around the city like the back of my hand. Dave was doing everything he could to make the trip about me. He was doing everything I wanted to do. We had spent days shopping of course that was one of my favorite things to do. I made sure I hit all my favorite shopping spots. I went shopping at Saks Fifth Avenue which was my all time favorite shopping spot in New York. I got a few new outfits that I planned on wearing after I had the baby because with my recent growth I was finding it harder and harder to fit into regular clothes so I had to give up my regular clothes for a while and wear those dreaded maternity clothes but I had some very nice business outfits and dressy clothes put back to wear after the baby was born. I called them my motivation to get back into shape as soon as possible. I also got myself a Chanel handbag. It was one that I had been wanting for a while and I figured why not get it for myself because after all in a couple months I would be buying for a little baby. We also went to Tiffany's. It's impossible to go to New York without visiting the famous jewelry store. It was one of my absolute favorites and Dave surprised me with a gift when he bought me a diamond heart necklace. It was absolutely beautiful. I told him he didn't need to but he insisted. It was one of the most beautiful necklaces I had ever seen. I wasn't the only one that went shopping. Dave went shopping too and he can shop pretty well for a guy. I would have thought I was out shopping with Nattie or something because he was so into his shopping and staying up with the latest fashions. Honestly, he proved to me that our child would be one of the most fashionable kids on the planet if it was his baby that is. The thing about Dave shopping that entertained me the most was his love for Louis Vuitton. I had never seen a guy so serious about his Louis Vuitton as Dave was. If he could have I think he would have bought out the store. Dave was like the best boyfriend a woman could ask for when it came to shopping. John used to hate going shopping and he hated staying up to date with fashion. He wore jeans all the time and t-shirts. He very rarely dressed up unless it was for a special occasion. That's what I loved about Dave. He liked to be presentable when out in public but at home it was a different story where he chose to wear mismatch clothes but that was all about comfort.
We also hit a lot of museums. I have seen the museums of New York City many times but seeing them with Dave made it all the more enjoyable. Our favorite was the wax museum. We thought it was crazy but talent how a person could sculpt celebrities out of wax and they were so life like. I had a great appreciation for that talent. It was amazing. Each night we tried a new restaurant and I found a few favorites. Dave made our dinners very romantic by getting us private tables, having some of our meals served by candlelight and at one restaurant he even had a violinists play beautiful classical music while we ate. Those were things I never experienced with John. Dave had the romantic gestures down pat. It was all beautiful and I enjoyed it. We also went to see a Broadway show and not many men are willing to do that but Dave had no problem with it. He was pretty much the best guy I have ever met. I didn't even know how to act because I wasn't use to that kind of treatment.
Of course while we were there I had to do some business. I found a famous magazine that was hiring. I applied for the job because I needed one as soon as possible but I wouldn't have been too upset if I didn't get it. It was to be a magazine editor and applying for it with as little experience as I had was pretty much a long shot but it was worth a try. On our last and final day in New York City we went to Central Park. That was another thing that you couldn't miss while being in New York. It was another one of my favorite places especially in early September. It was just beautiful.
We were walking through the park on the cool September day taking in the sights of fall. "So did you enjoy our trip?" he asked me as we held hands.
"I loved it. It was the best week of my entire life. I feel so relaxed."
"Good. That's what I was going for," he said with a smile. "I had a great time, Tessa. It was great to be with you alone and just enjoy my time with you. I don't think we've actually gotten that chance to be alone in public as a couple."
"We haven't," I said. "But it felt great."
"Yeah it did. Are you sure you don't want to look at some places to live?"
"Dave, I told you. I can't ask you to move up here with me. You have Max in Tampa. I can't ask you to leave him."
"I told you I don't mind we can figure that out," he said.
"As much as I would LOVE to live in New York City and be able to take the baby to FAO Swartz and take the baby for a walk through Central Park, I can't ask you to leave Tampa."
"You don't have to ask. I want to. I will go anywhere you need to go. I don't mind."
"That's really nice but I will not let you leave Tampa and Max."
"Are you sure?" he asked, "because I want you to be happy."
"Dave, as long as I am with you I will be happy."
"All right," he said with a smile. "I love you."
"I love you too," I said as I softly kissed his lips. "I know we're not finding out but what do you want the baby to be?"
"A little girl," he said. "I want to have a girl. If the baby is mine."
"I have a good feeling it is," I said. I really did have a good feeling that Dave was the father. It was just about how everything felt different that night we had unprotected sex. It just felt like something happened so I was pretty sure he was the father. I couldn't wait any longer for the results. I had to know. It was a pretty hard wait but I figured I could wait a little longer. "And why do you want a girl so much?"
"Because I already have a son. I want a little girl to be Daddy's girl. And to be as beautiful as you. I can see her with your deep blue eyes and your brown hair. She's sure to be beautiful."
"Thanks," I said as I blushed. Dave could still make me blush when he complimented me.
"What about you? A boy or girl?"
"I want a boy."
"I would have thought you wanted a little girl to dress up and play dolls with."
"That would be nice but I just feel like having a boy would be easier. I guess it doesn't matter as long as it's healthy right?"
"Yeah. That's all that matters," he said with a smile. "Do you have any names picked out?"
"No," I said. "Do you?"
"For a girl I really like the name Cecelia. Cecelia Grace."
"That's really pretty. Where did you come up with that?"
"I don't know. I just like the name. I got Cecelia from The Office because of it being Jim's and Pam's daughter's name."
"That's right. I forgot about that," I said. "We can look at baby names after we know for sure you're the father."
"Sounds like a plan,' he said as he kissed my forehead. "Are you sure you don't want to find out the sex?"
"I'm sure," I said. "I really want it to be a surprise."
"Okay," he said.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah," he said. "I was surprised with Max. My ex didn't want to find out till he was born. She thought he was a boy the whole time and she was right. What do you think you're having?"
"I feel like it's a girl," I said. Of course I was going by the myths. I had been having dreams I was having a girl. I was told that that was a sign of being pregnant with a girl and that dreams were usually right so that was one reason I thought it was a girl. I was going by my cravings for sweet things. My new craving was chocolate everything and that was another sign of carrying a girl. Of course I knew they were myths but still I couldn't help but to think the baby was a girl.
"Nice," he said. "That would be awesome. Although if it is a girl I am going to be super protective and keep the boys away."
"Believe me, Dave, when boys see you are her father they will run in the other direction. You're intimidating by your looks alone."
He let out a laugh and said, "that is so true. Plus I have that wrestler thing going for me."
"Yeah you do," I said. "And those muscles. I think it's safe to say if we have a daughter the boys will stay away."
"Good," he said with a smile. "And don't forget she would have an older brother."
"That's right," I said. It was fun and exciting to talk about the baby. I was getting more and more excited about the baby. I was already ready to meet the baby but I still had a long way to go. "By the way, Dave, my mom called me."
"Is she still upset?"
"A little," I said, "but she did invite you and me to go to their house for Thanksgiving. Would you want to go?"
"I don't' know your mom isn't going to try to take me out is she? I know I'm not her favorite person."
"No," I said with a laugh, "She's too sweet for that but she will make a lot of suggestions about the baby."
"Is she going to make your dad hold a shotgun so we can get married?"
"No," I said, "Stop being ridiculous. My parents aren't like that. They just want to meet my new boyfriend."
"All right. I will go," he said, "but I'll have Max for Thanksgiving. That's my holiday to have him. Do you mind if he goes?"
"Not at all," I said.
"Would your parents mind?"
"I don't think so," I said. "They like kids so I don't see why it would be a problem."
"All right," he said, "but I'm not going to run into Romeo am I?"
"Actually you might. They live next door."
"Great," he said. "Great!"
"It will be all right," I said. At least I hoped everything would be okay. When Dave and John ran into each other or were together bad things happened which is why WWE moved Dave back to Smackdown when he returned the next week. They felt it would be better if they were on different shows so that tensions didn't build up and cause a fight.
"Okay, Good," he said with a smile as we ended our Central Park trip with a horse and carriage ride through the park. It was very romantic and peaceful. I didn't want it to end but sadly it all came to an end. We had one last romantic dinner and then the next morning we were off and on our way back to Tampa. The trip to New York went by way too fast but I really enjoyed myself and Dave enjoyed himself too. We both planned to go back another time when Dave would get some down time from work.
The next week Dave was back to work. He wasn't sure what to expect but from his phone call on his first night back it wasn't good. He was pretty much hated by most of the talent and he had no friends. No one wanted to talk to the man that took John Cena's girlfriend. They all saw it as his fault and I felt bad for him because he wasn't that bad of a guy. I was pretty sure John and Randy had something to do with that. Dave said people were still talking about what had happened and apparently I was called many, many names but it didn't matter to me. Haters were going to hate. I didn't care what they thought about me I was truly and genuinely happy with my life. I was in the process of moving in with Dave and for once everything was going well in my life. I was the happiest I had ever been and I was glad not to be working for WWE anymore. My schedule was free and I didn't have to travel and practically live out of a suitcase. It was great but I felt bad for Dave because not only was he given a hard time by the superstars Vince was giving him a hard time too. Vince and the rest of the creative team pretty much demoted him down on the roster. He was no longer the main eventer and he was no longer in the title hunt. I didn't think it was fair and I hoped when John returned after his 30 day suspension he was treated the same way but for some reason I highly doubted it. He was too much of a kiss ass to be treated that way and honestly it made it look like it he was right and Dave was wrong. He was also one of Vince's favorites so I didn't see him getting a hard time from anyone.
On Dave's 3rd day away from home I was in the bedroom folding up laundry when the phone rang. I answered it, "Hello?"
"This is Edna calling from the DNA testing center in Tampa, can I please speak to Tessa Montgomery?"
"This is she," I said. "How can I help you?" My heart was pounding at being on the phone with the center. I was really nervous to hear the results and I wished Dave was there with me.
"The Paternity results of your child are in," she said.
"Okay," I said feeling even more nervous. My hands were sweaty and my hands began to shake. My voice was shaky and my mouth dry when I said, "Can you tell me the results?"
"Yes I can," she said. "In the case of Tessa Montgomery and the unborn child the paternity lays in the hands of Dave Batista."
"Dave Batista is the baby's father?" I asked. I wanted to make sure before I got excited. I just wanted it to be clarified.
"Yes, Ms. Montgomery. The father of the child is Dave Batista."
My nervousness soon turned to relief as I thanked the lady on the phone before hanging up on her. I was too excited to stay on the line to see what else had to be done. Dave was the baby's father and now I was done with John for good. I let out a scream of joy as my face grew a big smile. Dave was the baby's father! I couldn't wait to tell him. That would make him feel so much better about work and it would brighten his day. Dave was the father! I was so happy and relieved. I knew it. I could feel it all along. I knew from the moment it happened that he was the father. I was glad that I was finally proven right.
*A/N: So what did you think? Please review and thank-you for taking the time to read.