I'm back with another chapter! I didn't realize it's been a month since I last posted for this! But anywho! Shoutout to my girls JustCherry73 and wwechristina for your continued love and support! Love you ladies lots!

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Aurora POV

I wake up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat to one of the worst nightmares I've ever had. I woke up alone. Utterly and completely alone. No Matty. No Allen No Chelsea. NO ONE. I look to my right to look for the only person who can comfort me right now…but he's gone. The bed is empty.

"Oh my god…no. He can't be gone," I whisper out, on the verge of tears. I search the room, looking for his things, but I don't see them anywhere. "No. No, no, no. You're not gone. You can't be. Why can't I do anything right?" I berate myself as the tears begin to fall.

I get out of bed and feel the reminder in between my legs of what happened hours ago. It's a welcoming reminder that I'll keep for as long as I possibly can. I grab my robe I have hanging on the door in the bathroom and haphazardly put it on. I quietly, so I don't wake up Matty, go downstairs to make myself some tea because there is no way I'm falling back asleep now. Not when my future walked out on me.

Furiously wiping at my eyes, I walk around the corner into the kitchen and stop short in my tracks with a gasp. There, sitting in the dark at the kitchen island, is Allen nursing a glass of water. He looks over at me with a troubled look, but it turns into worried concern when he sees the tears running down my face.

"Oh my god…you're still here," I rasp out as I continue to cry and Allen quickly gets to his feet, closing the distance between us. He pulls me into his arms and presses a kiss to the top of my head.

"Of course I'm still here; where else would I be?" He replies and I wrap my arms around Allen, burying my face into his chest as I create a death grip on him. "Aurora, baby…what's wrong? You're shaking. Hey, calm down. Shh…" he comforts, tighten his hold on me.

"You…I–I thought you left me," I whisper, burrowing myself further into Allen's arms and I begin to press my lips to his chest, particularly over his heart.

"What? Are you crazy? No, I could never leave you, baby. Where is this coming from? Is–is this about…earlier? Listen, I'm not angry if you don't want to have another baby. I got so caught up in the moment…I wasn't thinking…" Allen begins to rant and look up at him and step onto my tippy toes, pressing a kiss to his lips.

"I'm not upset, baby. You just…you caught me off guard. Honestly, that was the last thing I expected to hear come from you and then when I woke up to find you not there…I–I thought the worst," I said quietly and Allen pulls me into a deep kiss that I melt into.

Effortlessly lifting me up and placing me on the island, Allen steps in between my parted legs. He grabs my hips and pulls me flush up against his solid frame, not letting go. "I'm sorry I scared you, darlin'. It wasn't my intention. If you don't want more children though, I won't push the subject; I'll forget I ever brought it up. I just thought…" Allen whispers and I quiet him by grasping his face, leaving him no choice but to look at me.

I place a gentle kiss to his lips and stroke my thumbs across his cheeks, "shh. I never said I didn't, sweetheart. I just never expected to have another child outside of Matty, but…now that I've found you, I'd want nothing more than to give the kids a baby brother or sister," I tell Allen and the happiness that shines in his blue eyes in the darkness…the excitement there makes them that much brighter; it makes me fall in love with him all over again.

"Really? Are you serious? You wanna do this? You wanna have another baby?" He asks me with so much enthusiasm it has me giggling with a head nod.

"With you…I do. Outside of the kids, you're my life, Allen. I want to start a family with you," I reply and the kiss Allen presses to my lips has me quietly laughing.

"Can we start trying now? Please tell me that we can start trying," he asks, almost desperately and the pleading look on his face has me cracking a smile.

Nodding my head, I reply, "yeah, we can start trying now. We actually started trying earlier," I reveal to Allen and a cute confused look crosses his face. "After I left you to come home last month, I stopped my birth control. I know we never talked about having kids before tonight, but something told me to quit taking it and well…I just started ovulating, so I'm extremely fertile right now. It's all up to you and your boys, Daddy," I tell Allen and he suddenly becomes harder than he was moments ago and I'm pretty sure it has to do with my nickname for him…even though it's not the first time I've called him that.

Allen POV

"You what? Are you serious?" I ask Rory, excited. I can't hide the giddiness inside of me at learning that she wants this. That we're going to have a baby. That I'm going to be a father again.

"I don't care what you say, you're adorable when you get excited about something. But yes, I'm very serious," she tells me with a smile and excitement in her tone. I crinkle my nose at her calling me adorable again.

"You're lucky you're cute and that I love you as much as I do, to let you get away with calling me that because I know you know how much I hate it," I growl out quietly and slowly drag my hand up Rory's bare thigh.

"You love it and you know it," Rory breathes when my hand reaches the apex of her thigh.

I lean in and place a chaste kiss to Rory's cheek before gently nuzzling it. "Hmm…I know I love you," I reply softly before letting my fingers dip in between her wet folds and placing a kiss to her lips, my tongue probing her own.

Rory whimpers into the kiss, pushing her core further into my fingers and they graze her clit before I begin to play with her, drawing small lazy circles there. Keening into the kiss, Rory grinds her hips as her hands begin roaming my chest.

"Stop teasing; I need you inside me," Rory mewls against my mouth and I shove my tongue back in her mouth when she gasps after I quickly and without warning, insert two of my fingers into her heat.

I thrust them in and out of her a couple of times, grazing her sweet spot. Removing my fingers, I take them into my mouth and close my eyes, quietly moaning at the flavor that is uniquely Rory. "Phenomenal," I groan. Slowly reopening my eyes, they connect with Rory's and I find her watching my every move.

"You need to get inside me…now. Please. I need to feel you. God…I want you, so bad," she whimpers.

Wasting no more time, I pull my sweats down just enough to pull my dick out, "I've got you, Mamma; don't worry…I'm gonna take care of you," I whisper to Rory, promising her nothing but pleasure.

I'm grateful Rory's robe ends at her mid-thigh, so it makes it easier to push the fabric up around her waist, while I pull her ass to the edge of the counter. Rory's eyes are downcast, watching our lower bodies, but I breathe her name, forcing Rory to make eye contact with me.

"Keep your eyes on me, darlin'. I wanna see the look in them when I make love to you…when I put our baby inside of you," I said before I slowly enter her tight channel with one solid thrust.

Rory's eyes glaze over and I can see how badly they want to roll back at feeling me filling her to the hilt. But fuck! Her walls squeeze me in a death grip and it feels fucking amazing.

The way she whispers my name almost has me coming on the spot. "Fuck me good, Daddy," Rory breathes.

I growl deep in my throat, getting a tight grip on her hips before I withdraw and slam my hips back into Rory's, earning me a long drawn out quiet moan. Her legs constrict around my hips, keeping me in place and I find a steady rhythm sticking to it," fuck darlin'…you feel so goddamn good; I could stay buried in you all fuckin' day," I groan quietly.

Wrapping her arms around my neck, Rory pulls me in and claims my mouth with her own in a kiss that literally takes the breath from my lungs. "Al–Allen…" she breathes my name against my lips, "I love you…so much."

"I love you, more, darlin'. Always. No matter what. You're my life, baby," I grunt out in between thrusts as I look into her eyes.

I notice Rory's robe falling down and off her shoulder, revealing a majority of her breast, so I take it upon myself to push it the rest of the way down. Palming Rory's breast, I gently squeeze it before grazing my thumb over her nipple, causing it to become erect. I grin at her body's reaction to my touch that I continue to fondle it.

"Oh god," Rory breathes out a whisper and throws her head back before reconnecting her eyes with mine.

"Yeah…you like that, babygirl? You like the way Daddy makes you feel? Only I can ever make you feel this way. You're mine and Daddy takes care of what is his. I will always take care of you, baby," I grunt out and press a kiss to Rory's lips, deepening it.

Rory shoves her tongue into my mouth and strokes mine with her own before I take control of the kiss. I thread my fingers through her hair on the back of her head and deepen the kiss even more when I tilt my hips, letting the tip of my dick graze her sweet spot with every slam of my hips I deliver into hers.

I swallow Rory's loud cries as I continue to bring her closer to the edge. When breathing becomes necessary, I gently pull back from the kiss, but I suck Rory's bottom lip into my mouth, getting one last taste of her before releasing it altogether.

"I love everything about you; I love the way you make me feel. I love the way you love me…I love you, Allen and I will always take care of you just like you do me," she tells me, "I'm…I'm close, baby. I'm so close," Rory adds in a whisper.

"I'm close, too, darlin'. Come with me," I breathe and Rory nods her head in response.

The feel of Rory's walls squeezing me tight causes me to combust and my body stiffens when I come hard, coating Rory's walls. Rory tightens her hold on me when her own orgasm crashes over and I force her to look at me as our joined releases course through our bodies.

I continue to thrust into Rory, but gradually slow down the speed of my hips before coming to a stop and pulling out as we both come down from our collective highs. Feeling Rory rest her forehead against mine as we try to catch our breath, I can't help but run my fingers through her hair and press a chaste kiss to her soft lips.

"I love you. So much, darlin'. I can't wait to properly start my life with you, baby…to make you mine. Permanently. Legally. I can't wait for the day when I get to come home to my wife and kiss her hello, holding her in my arms, telling her how much I missed her," I rasp out quietly before capturing Rory's lips with mine once more.

I hear Rory release a quiet whimper and her end of the kiss becomes desperate, but what catches me off guard is when I feel a wetness coat my cheeks. I pull back, ending the kiss so I can look at her and I see tears rolling down her face.

"Baby, what's wrong; talk to me, darlin'," I demand her gently as I wipe the evidence of her crying from her cheeks. When Rory doesn't respond, I grab her face, giving her no choice, but to look at me. "Aurora….what's wrong sweetheart?"

She shakes her head while grabbing my wrists. "Nothing's wrong; I'm just happy. Hearing you say those things to me and knowing you mean them…I never thought I'd find and get my happy ending. But now that I have you here…in my arms…in my life and knowing I get to marry and spend the rest of my life with you, I got overwhelmed in the best way possible and I couldn't hold it in anymore. I'm sorry if I scared you," she whispers with a watery laugh.

The concern on my face disappears and is replaced with a grin when I hear what was truly on Rory's mind. It makes my decision to propose to her that much more certain and I know exactly when and how I'm going to ask her.

"No, baby. Don't apologize. Trust me, I get it. We've both been burned in the past, so I understand why you reacted the way you did. But you're right; I did mean what I said. I can't wait until I get to come home to you…heavily pregnant with my baby while your wedding and engagement rings glitter in the sunlight that shines through the window as you greet me after I come home from a grueling work trip with a kiss that takes my breath away…" I reply quietly and Rory giggles at the image I've conjured up.

"That sounds amazing. But don't forget the boys and their choir of 'ew's and grosses' while Aria comes to our defense," Rory replies with a smile before adding, "I can't wait."

Before I can reply, a yawn escapes her and Rory smiles sheepishly at me. Grinning, I press a kiss to her lips, "let's get my girl back to bed; I know you're exhausted because I can see it in your eyes. C'mon, baby," I said quietly, pulling my sweats back into place before getting a grip on Rory's rear.

I feel her tighten her legs around my waist as she rests her head on my shoulder, burying her face in the crook of my neck. As I walk us back up to the bedroom, I hear Rory whisper, "I love you."

Smiling, I reply just as quietly, "I love you, too, darlin'. Always."