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August 12, 2013, Sacramento, California
Yelena clung to Chris's side, his arm wrapped around her shoulder securely, his free hand carrying his carry-on as he steered them through the crowded Sacramento airport.
She was beyond tired after flying for seven straight hours, her feet were already killing her from walking the distance from the plane to baggage claim. She just hoped that Chris wouldn't be recognized. There was only so much the ball cap and aviators could disguise from his fans
She put her own sunglasses on. She definitely didn't want anyone to realize that Chris Jericho was walking around the airport with a pregnant woman on his arm.
Lucky for them, they got their luggage in peace, heading out of the airport and into their rental with ease.
She let out a sigh in relief to be off her feet. She looked at the clock on the dash. It was only five a.m.
She had forgotten how much jet lag sucked and it would be intensified because she was pregnant and always tired.
It took them another forty five minutes to get to their hotel. She must have fallen asleep because she woke up to the smell of fries. Opening her eyes, she realized that Chris was holding a large order of fries under her nose.
"I knew that would wake you up." he laughed, passing her a Wendy's bag
"I'm not hungry." she said sleepily
"You didn't eat before we left Yelena. You said you weren't hungry then too."
She closed the bag up, setting it next to her feet "I can't eat that stuff, I'll get nauseous."
He took the Frosty out of the cup holder, sticking a straw in it "Then here. Take this and I'll get you something else."
She sighed "Chris, I'm not in the mood for food, I just want to sleep." she said, growing agitated
Chris let out a frustrated sigh, putting the car in park "Yelena, I understand you're tired, but you need to eat something. You can't go long periods of time without food for the twins' sake."
Yelena ignored him, leaning her seat back to try and get comfortable and turned over facing the window "If I eat that, you'll be sorry later." she warned
"It's a risk I'm willing to take."
"I'm too tired to eat. I'll eat later when we get to the hotel."
Chris tried to control his annoyance as he started the car, retrieving the bag of food and unwrapping the Baconator. If she wasn't going to eat it, he wasn't going to let it go to waste.
Finally arriving at the hotel, he shook her gently "We're here."
Yelena yawned, stretching before looking out the window at the fancy hotel. Once upon a time, hotels were her home more than her actual home was. Now, she actually missed her own bed. Chris helped the bell hop with their luggage and they checked in.
Yelena nervously scanned her surroundings. This was the hotel all the Superstars stay in while in the city. At any point in time, they could run into anyone. She was glad when they made it up to their room. Chris headed for the shower and she sprawled out on the bed, ready for another nap with her noodle pillow, but of course like clockwork, when she finally got comfortable, the twins woke up, shifting awkwardly within her
"Seriously?" she said out loud as a foot was jabbed into her left side. She groaned and sat up against the head board and watched her stomach stretch and contort awkwardly. They were getting a lot more active in there, and though she was happy to see they were alive and kicking, it was starting to make her uncomfortable.
Chris emerged from the shower, a towel wrapped around his waist "I thought you were going back to sleep?"
"I thought so too. Apparently I was sorely mistaken." she said irritably
Chris grabbed some clothes and returned to the bathroom for a moment, emerging in a a pair of sweat pants and a white shirt "Well now that you're awake" he said, flopping down on the bed beside her "we can order room service and get you fed. This hotel makes the best omelettes."
He handed her the menu
"You know, I'm starting to believe you're trying to fatten me up like a turkey."
"Not you. Just the twins." he assured
"What's the difference." she muttered, scanning the menu
She let him order her omelette and let out a huff when he added bacon, a side of pancakes and oatmeal before ordering Belgian waffles for himself.
They are in bed and he didn't let her waste a bite, going as far as feeding her some of his waffles.
"Mmmm." she hummed escorting the fluffy and buttery goodness
"Good right?" he asked, wiping a drop of syrup from the corner of her mouth with his thumb and licked it
They finished up and she snuggled against his side, full and surprisingly, in a better mood. She placed soft kisses on his neck, working her way to his face
"Now don't go starting something you don't plan to finish." he warned
"One of these days." she said
"Damn it, and here I was, thinking it would be today." he teased lightly
They passed out within thirty minutes once the food coma hit.
...
She stirred when she felt him leave her side, the warmth replaced with cold air and glanced at her phone. It was five and she knew he was preparing to head to the arena that would host Monday Night RAW in a few hours.
She silently watched him pack his gear and a change of clothes into a bag, chewing her bottom lip
"Are you coming with me?" he finally asked
"Hmmmm." she thought indecisively
"Don't tell me you're going to hide out all week?"
She sighed. He was spot on. As much as she had tried to psych herself up about seeing everyone and finally sharing the big news, now that the moment was upon her, she was ready to bow out once again.
"Stop being a chicken shit." he challenged playfully
She grinned, throwing a pillow at him "Shut up."
He caught the pillow and tossed it back at her "Come with me." he urged "Come on. Pleeeeaaaaase."
She laughed. Now or never. "Fine, fine. But I have to shower, so I don't want to hear any shit about you being late."
"You have an hour. Please, by all means, take your time."
Damn. She was secretly hoping her was in a rush and had asked her on a whim last minute
She took her time showering and blow drying her hair, trying to stall. He waited patiently the whole time, scrolling through twitter.
She decided to wear one of the flannel maternity tops Brie bought her paired with jeans. She threw here hair up in a messy bun atop of her head and decided to put some makeup on for the hell of it. Nothing much, her usual foundation and winged liner
She located her shoes and Chris assisted her with lacing them up.
"Ready to rock and roll?" he asked
She blew a few dark strands of hair from her eyes "Let's do it." she said
She was a nervous wreck the whole drive. Arriving at the arena, he grabbed his bag and rounded the side to get the door for her, helping her out.
She hesitated, lowering her sunglasses over her eyes and he kissed her in between her tense brows
"Stop it. I'm not walking you to your death." he said, reaching for her hand.
She took it without a second thought, her heart pounding. She could see the fans surrounding the entrance, cameras ready and waiting and she choked back the urge to vomit as they approached. They spotted him in seconds, screaming his name. From behind the rails, a undeniable "Y2J" chant broke out and what seemed like a million camera flashes went off. She stood by shyly as he went to greet a few of them, taking pictures and signing autographs before returning to her side, securing his arm around her shoulder and ushering her into the arena doors.
When her wits returned and the flash of the cameras cleared from her eyes, a sense of familiarity came upon her at the hustle and bustle going on around her backstage. Techs were everywhere, running around like crazy, the whole place buzzing like usual before the show started
She didn't remove her sunglasses as they walked to find his dressing room.
It didn't take long to run into familiar faces
"del Rio, mi amigo!"
The Mexican Aristocrat greeted the Canadian warmly "Hola amigo, how was your weekend at home? I hope you're rested enough to make it through your last week with us."
"Yeah man, my weekend was great." Chris said, sending Yelena a smile "I'm ready to kill it.
Alberto turned his attention to the woman at his side "Yelena, so good to see you again. It's nice to finally congratulate you both on the babies." he said, kissing her hand lightly
Still the charmer
She blushed "Thank you, that's very kind."
"Which way to the locker room?" Chris asked
del Rio pointed them in the right direction
"You told him?" Yelena asked, surprised "How many people have you told?"
"Only a few people." he said with ease "Don't look flabbergasted, I have friends here too."
They passed hair and makeup and Nikki and Brie squealed with excitement when they saw her
"Yelena, you're here!" Nikki said
"Oh my god, you look so beautiful." Brie said, touching her tummy
"You gonna be okay here? I need to find Cody about our match tonight."
Yelena tried to shake her nerves "Yeah, I'll find you later."
"I can't believe you're seriously here. Are you going to be traveling with us all week?" Brie asked
"Yeah and we're gonna stay for the pay per view." she told them
They linked their arms through hers
"Come on, we have to go find the other girls so you can tell them the big news!" Nikki said
...
"Phil!"
Punk turned at the sound of his name being called down the hall, spying AJ running at him. He turned, bending at the knees "Hop on midget, I'm sort of late for a meeting."
She hopped onto his back with ease and he continued walking "What's up?"
AJ locked her arms around his neck "Dude, you'll never guess who's here backstage." she said excitedly
Just as he was about to ask who, he heard his name once again being called and rolled his olive green eyes. He'd know the sound of that voice anywhere by the annoyed tone. He'd gotten use to hearing that tone as of late.
"I swear, I was just on my way to your office Hunter." he said, turning to face the C.O.O. before stopping dead in his tracks, his eyes bulging.
"No fucking way. I'm dreaming." he said, rubbing his eyes to make sure he was seeing correctly "My eyes must be deceiving me. No. Fucking. Way!"
"Hey asshole." Yelena said, throwing her arms around the Chicago native
"Um... hi?" he said, giving her a squeeze before pulling back "Um... did you forget to tell me something?" he asked smartly
"I might have." she said cheekily, grinning up at him
"Tell me this is some sort of sick illusion?" He said in disbelief
She placed a hand on her belly "Afraid not."
Punk thought his brain was going to combust "You've got some 'splainin to do, damn it."
Her smile broadened and AJ hugged her "Congratulations."
"As much as I'd hate to break up this happy reunion." Hunter chimed in, his eyes turning to Punk "You were suppose to meet with the creative three hours ago. When you're ready to grace us with your highly anticipated presence, I'll be in my office."
The Game sent a genuine smile at the photographer "Nice to see you kid. Congratulations again."
"Thanks Hunter." she said
They were silent as he walked off before Punk spoke
"So, not that I'm not happy to see you, but what are you doing here?"
"Chris convinced me to come. It's his last week on tour and since I was robbed of my last two weeks at work, why not?"
"So you're here with Jericho?"
"Yup."
Punk just shook his head "I seriously can't believe my eyes right now. So I'm assuming this is why you disappeared on us?"
"It's a long story."
"I'm all ears Buttercup." he said, throwing an arm around her shoulder
"But your meeting-"
"Another hour won't kill them." he said, waving in the direction of Hunter's back
Yelena narrowed her eyes. Punk had always been rebellious, but skipping a mandatory meeting that Hunter specifically told him to attend was pushing it, but hey, she couldn't tell him what to do.
"Where should I even start?" she asked
"From the top."
...
The night was a blast. She sat ringside for the show, which she hadn't done in years and got to experience the night through the fan's eyes. It felt really good to finally share the big news with everyone and mostly everyone was welcoming and was glad to see her.
Mostly everyone, anyway.
She didn't miss the frostiness Alicia shot her way when Wade embraced her after his match with Daniel Bryan. Hunter stopped her on her way to the locker room to find Chris to talk about a few ideas for up and coming pay per view poster ideas
"Yelena no working on vacation." Chris cut in rudely in the middle of their conversation, covering her ears
"Well you didn't give me much time to fill in the gaps before you snatched my best worker from under me."
"Hey, doctor's orders." Chris defended
They said goodnight and their goodbyes to the locker room after the show
Back in their room and in bed for the night, Yelena was completely worn out from they day's activities. They watched TV for a while before turning out the lights
"Come here." Chris said, reaching for her in the darkness
She obliged, letting him spoon her. They laid in silence for a long time. She was sure he had fallen asleep until he kissed the top of her head as she was nodding off
"I'm glad you came." he whispered
Even on the edge of sleep, she couldn't help put smile, cramming her neck to find his lips for a kiss in the dark before settling back in "Me too."
San Jose, California
The morning of SmackDown's taping, she was pulled from her sleep by her phone ringing. Fumbling for it, she answered without even bother to open her eyes "Hello?" she grumbled.
She didn't know what time it was, but she knew she hadn't been asleep that long. Chris had woken her up at five to drive to the next city. She slept for the first hour before a hell bent craving for salted caramel ice cream and pickles forced him to stop at a store to get it for her. She passed out again as soon as her head hit the pillow
"Hey, have you checked Twitter?" Rosa asked
Yelena rubbed her tired eyes, checking the time on her phone. It was well past twelve in the afternoon. She slid out of bed, careful not to wake the sleeping form next to her. She had to pee like crazy, almost sighing in relief when she made it to the toilet, she put Rosa on speaker and opened up the social media app
"Um, because everyone is selling their souls to figure out who's the pregnant chick Chris Jericho was seen with last night."
As soon as she pulled her account up, the first thing that popped up was the trending worldwide, number one topic, hashtag Chris Jericho. Her green eyes went wide as she scrolled through the tweets in semi-amazement.
Rosa was right.
There were multiple pictures of them entering the arena on Monday for RAW and leaving, showing up at their hotel this morning
She actually took a moment to read some of the tweets
Um IAmJericho forgot to share the huge news with us?
IAmJericho has a mini #Jerichoholic on the way!
She had to ignore a few annoying tweets from his fan girls that she refused to get herself worked up over
"Wow..." was all she could say
"Yeah and you haven't even read the blogs or dirt sheets yet. That guy, Dave Meltzer, who runs the Wrestling Observer is salivating for the identity of Chris's baby mama."
She kept scrolling and came across the link to said article within seconds, the headline screaming "Wrestler Chris Jericho spotted with mystery pregnant woman."
She clicked it and read:
Chris Jericho was reportedly seen on multiple occasions with a woman, arriving in Sacramento airport for what could be his last official week with the company for a while to tour with his band. Jericho, who can be seen in pictures below, entered and left RAW's live show with the same woman below hand in hand. The woman, who we have yet to identified, is clearly heavily pregnant, and from the way they've been showing clear public displays of affection, I think it's safe to say the Fozzy singer neglected to inform us the big news about the pending birth of his first child. More news to come.
She blinked, feeling slightly overwhelmed. Was this for real? The tweets were steadily rolling in as she repeatedly refreshed the page "Holy shit."
"Holy shit indeed." Rosa said
The bathroom door swung open and Chris came in, no invite needed, his blonde hair a mess, phone in hand "Trending number one worldwide." he said
"You're welcome." she said smartly, finishing up on the toilet, washing her hands
"I suggest you let everybody know not to mention you whatsoever if you want to lay low." Rosa recommended
"Already on it." Yelena told her, creating a mass text to pretty much everyone she could, politely requesting that the did not associate her with Chris in any way on Twitter for right now.
She wasn't quite ready to have her name out there just yet for the sake of her sanity and privacy.
Her phone was abuzz with responses for the rest of the day, assuring her that they would keep any info on her under wraps as best they could.
Chris on the other hand, couldn't resist teasing his fans, sending out a cryptic tweet with nothing put a baby emoji that fed the flames and kept him in the number one spot for hours. It didn't take long for the blogs to catch wind.
As much as she didn't want to look, she was practically glued to her phone.
Arrive at the SAP Center for the SmackDown taping, she felt anxious. Another show, more fans and cameras on them, now officially watching their every move.
Chris glanced over at her, noticing the worried look "You okay?"
"Yeah, I'm just worried about all the cameras."
"This arena has a parking garage, you don't have to worry about it."
Relief flooded her. Thank god.
The aura backstage was abuzz, but a little bit more dialed down than Monday Night RAW. SmackDown taping were always a little bit more relaxed. Chris and Yelena were both greeted by Christian, who had been absent for almost a year due to injury, fresh off the shelf two months prior. He and Chris caught up and Yelena wondered off with AJ and Kaitlyn, who were about to tape their match against each other with their respected tag team partners.
Yelena all but fangirled when they crossed paths with the infamous Rob Van Dam, warming up for his match. The guy looked like he hadn't aged in the past ten years one bit. He was truly a wrestling mogul. She itched for her Nikon camera, which in another life, would have been slung over her shoulder and ready.
"Didn't your mother teach you not to be a creeper?"
She let out a gasp and whirled around to find the Hounds of Justice
"Damn it Reigns, are you trying to make me pee my pants?"
He only laughed, hugging her gently
She gave him a squeeze, along with the other two
"So Doll Face, how does it feel to have a bounty on your head on Twitter right now?" Ambrose asked
Yelena groaned "That hasn't died down yet?"
"Not even a little." Seth said, scrolling through his iPhone "I'm pretty sure #Y2Jr was trending like an hour ago."
Yelena could only shake her head. This was insane.
The show started with a bang, Bryan and Wade kicking it off. She sat in catering, picking at a plate of grapes with Layla, watching the show
"I can't believe you and Chris are having a baby. I never would have thought you two would actually wind up together."
Yelena fought the nagging in her brain. Everyone seemed to think they were talking couple and she fought the urge to annoyingly inform them that they weren't an item. Hell she didn't even know what to call what they had going on
"Well, that makes two of us."
"Don't get me wrong, I'm all for it. I just thought you'd get back together with..." the Brit's words faded as her brown eyes roamed over her shoulder
Yelena shifted uneasily in her chair. With everything that was going on, she hadn't had a second to actually think about the only person she hadn't come in contact with yet. A tingling sensation in her spin beckoned her attention behind her and when her green eyes met blue across the room, her heart ticked out of sync.
Randy had entered the catering area with Hunter, carrying his Money in the Bank briefcase. She watched as he unmistakably stopped talking mid-sentence, his eyes filling with recognition and he excused himself from Hunter, headed her way
Her mind went blank and she barely heard Layla say she'd be right back, slipping away from the table.
She felt like an idiot, her mouth agape, her green eyes filled with anxiety as he approached.
He flashed her that famous Orton smirk "Well it looks like the rumors are true."
She had to force her brain to remember how to speak proper English "Randy... hi." she babbled incoherently as she stood
Randy chuckled and for the first time in months, they embraced. She breathed in his familiar scent. He released her, stepping back to get a good look at her and her cheeks warmed slightly
"How have you been?" he asked. He gave her a once over "Stupid question, obviously."
Her nervousness thawed at his easy going humor "I've been great, actually. Never better."
"We've missed you around here. Place hasn't been the same without you." he told her
"And here I was, thinking no one would notice I was gone." she said, sitting back down
"You should have known better than that." Randy said "May I join you?"
"Of course." she said without hesitation
He sat and they talked for what seemed like hours like they never missed a beat. She was felt ridiculous for feeling so nervous.
"When I heard the news and saw the pictures, I almost couldn't believe it."
"Trust me, it still hasn't sunk in on me quite yet either." she said, resting a hand in her bump
"Congratulations Sunshine. I'm happy for you."
"Thank you Randy. That means a lot to me." she said genuinely.
"When are you due?"
"Late December."
She didn't miss the beat of silence and she knew he was mentally doing the math in his head. She knew he would.
"I feel so out of place being here and not working." she said, trying to divert the conversation
"You could always pull you're camera out and get to work. I'm sure Hunter wouldn't mind."
"Yeah, but I know someone who would." she said, rolling her eyes
A tech came by and informed Randy that he was needed in place at the curtain and he stood, grabbing his red briefcase "Are you still going to be around for the show on Sunday?"
"Yeah, I'll be around." she said
"You sure about that?" he teased, narrowing his icy blues at her
She pondered on it playfully "I'm pretty sure I will be."
"Good" he said, digging his phone out of his back pocket and handed it to her "Because as I recall, you still owe me lunch."
She couldn't contain her smile as she programmed her number into his phone and handed it back
"I'm off tomorrow. I'll text you and we'll meet up. Try not to fall off the face of the earth in the meantime, yeah?"
She rolled her eyes "No promises."
He flashed her a smile and her heart soared as he left, glancing back at her before disappearing around the corner.
She released a breath that she hadn't realized she'd been holding. One of the twins shifted, bringing her head out of the clouds of the past as she went in search of the father of her kids.
"Are you sure you're going to be okay by yourself today?" Chris asked grabbing his keys. Today was media day and he'd also be visiting a children's hospital for a meet and greet.
Yelena nodded, adjusting her noodle pillow into a more comfortable position "I'll be fine. I'm going to try and get some work done and rest."
He leaned over the side of the bed, planting a kiss on her "Sounds good to me. I'll call you when I can when we have down time."
She stayed in bed after the door clicked closed behind him for a while, staring blankly up at the ceiling, the tv a gentle hum in the background for the better part of two hours before she couldn't take it anymore, contemplating before rolling over, retrieving her phone
"Who are we texting?" John asked
Randy tilted his phone away from the Massachusetts native, but not quick enough
John noticed the sun emoji next to the name and smirked "Why am I not surprised at the slightest."
Randy didn't look up from his phone as he tapped a reply "Shut up."
"So you're on good terms now, I assume?"
"You could say that. We weren't on bad terms before she left." His phone dinged and he couldn't fight the smile from lurking on his lips
John could only watch. He knew that smile all too well "Well I'm glad to hear that the happy news hasn't swayed that."
"Thanks for the heads up by the way, you dick." Randy joked
John held his hands up "I was sworn into secrecy."
"She was there, wasn't she? That trip you invited me on to Daytona?"
John raised a brow
"I heard Nicole mention it yesterday." Randy said with a shrug
There was a beat of silence
"Glad I bailed out." Randy said, more to himself as he sent another message and tucked his phone away "What's a good place to grab takeout from around here?"
...
"Wow." Yelena said, appalled by the picnic laid out before her. Instead of going to a restaurant, they ended up at a park not far from their hotel
"You still like Chinese right?" Randy asked he said, helping her get settled at the table
She tried to make getting her legs under the table around the bump in her middle less awkward "Yeah. This wasn't what I had in mind when you said I still owed you lunch. Look like quite the opposite, really."
"Yeah well. Consider it your official welcome back." he said, sitting opposite to her, pulling the takeout boxes from the basket "Lo Mein." he presented, passing her box and a fork
"Thank you." she said, digging in "So how have you been? How are you parents?"
"They're great. They celebrated their anniversary last month, had a big get together at the house. They renewed their vows."
"That's so sweet."
"It was. It's not too often you see people married that long anymore. It's like they're the last of their day and age."
"Tell me about it. I'm surprised my parents haven't torn each other to sheds the way they butt heads. I honestly don't see how my father deals with her."
Randy shrugged "You're father has the patients and the restraint of a saint."
Yelena laughed "So who's the new flavor of the month for your brother? I know he didn't bring what's her face from Christmas."
"Paula." he reminded
"Ahhh, you actually remembered her name?" she teased
"Paula actually broke a record. Made it all the way up until a week before Valentine's Day."
"Damn Nate. That must have stung a little bit." Yelena laughed
"A little bit more for Nate. When Paula caught him out with the new girlfriend and keyed his car and flat all four tires."
"Hell hath no fury."
"Sad to say my poor little brother has yet to learn."
They enjoyed their food and stretched out on a blanket on their backs as they chatted, staring up at the perfectly cloudy sky
"So... you and Jericho huh?" Randy finally worked out the balls to ask
She wrinkled her nose at him, making him laugh "You had to know I was going to ask."
A small smile pulled at her lips as she let out a deep sigh, turning her green eyes to him "Its complicated, really."
"It always was when it came to you." Randy said, propping himself up on one elbow
"You don't know the half of it." she muttered, glancing up at the fluffy clouds above her
"So tell me." he said
"If I tried to, it still wouldn't make sense. It don't even remotely make sense to me at this point, believe it or not."
Randy laid back down next to her, his hands behind his head "Fair enough. I don't want to pry into your love life." he said, poking fun
"I would hardly call it that. What about you? You seeing anyone?" she asked. She wasn't even sure if she wanted to know the real answer.
"Not really..." Randy said hesitantly
"Come on. You can tell me, I'm a big girl, I can take it."
He let out a indecisive grumble
"Come on Randy. We're friends, remember?" she said, nudging him encouragingly "I mean if I can talk about girls with Rollins after finding out he had some sort of massive crush on me, this isn't that different."
Randy's mouth twisted into his famous smirk "You're seriously just now realizing that Rollins was trying to steal you out from under my nose?"
"Oh, great, so everyone pretty much knew and couldn't clue me in?"
"Yelena." he said in all seriousness "I had to restrain myself on multiple occasions from tearing him a new one for blinking in your direction the wrong way."
"I always just thought he was a sweet guy."
Randy rolled his icy blue eyes "Yeah, too damn sweet. You had him eating out of the palm of your hands."
She held her hand out, admiring it playfully. Maybe Ambrose was right "Huh... who knew?"
"Well... me." he laughed "Too bad I didn't realize it first."
"How was your day?" Chris asked as he removed his Rolex from his wrist
Yelena debated on her answer. Her day had been fun. She and Randy talked for hours. She had to hide the glint of sadness when he had leave. She should have came back ages ago. All the hiding and second guessing who her real friends were was only a massive waste of time and energy and it was such a relief.
As much as she wanted to share her day with Chris, she knew that telling him she spent the whole day out with her ex and had a jolly good time wasn't the best idea
He leaned over and placed a kiss to her forehead
Yeah. Probably not what he wanted to hear
"It was okay. Barely got out of bed all day."
A harmless enough little lie. Truth be told, she had literally just got back to their room, stripping out of her clothes and grabbing a quick shower before changing back into her sweats and one of his oversized shirts. Her Mac Book has just come to life when she heard the key in the door.
"Glad to hear that."
He's baaaaaaack. Finally got some more Punk and Randy in this chapter. Don't fret, they'll be back for part two of this chapter. Thank you all so much for reading, I only ask for reviews for my birthday in return. Until next time