Wrestling ONE SHOTS and IMAGINES

67 Kyle O'Reilly

"Are you sure you want to come? I'd feel better if you stayed home and rested," Kyle said as he watched me get ready.

"Yeah, I'm sure. Somebody's got to get your sore and aching ass back home," I said as I turned to him.

"Yeah, but maybe it's too stressful for you to watch this match. It's not going to be very pretty." he replied worriedly.

"Kyle, I'm pregnant, not sick. And I have complete confidence in you and Adam that it will go as safely as it can. You guys are professionals. And I can tell you with a hundred percent certainty that you guys are going to deliver the best match this Wrestlemania week. Hell, probably even the match of the year. And I want to be there. It's a big moment in your career." I explained to him, putting my hands around his neck.

"I love your support. Okay, then let's go. I know I don't stand a chance of convincing you to stay home anyway," Kyle said as he ran his hands over my baby bump.

"You finally learned not to argue with me. I like that." i replied laughing. I pressed a quick kiss to his lips and then we were on our way.

The whole day flew by and it was already time for the boys' match. Together we stood in the gorilla and waited for the cue to start.

"Okay Kyle, 30 seconds." said one of the producers.

"I know you two are going to kill it, but please don't take it too literally," I said to both men.

"Of course. And please don't get too worked up, okay? And you, go easy on your mommy for a bit, no strong kicks to the ribs little man." Kyle said to me and the second part directed at my belly. He gave us each a kiss before his new music played and it was time for him to leave.

"It's going to be okay, Y/N. We know what we're doing. It's not the first time." Adam assured me and hugged me from the side.

"Yes, I know. I know how important the storyline is to both of you. But that doesn't mean I'm not worried. Accidents happen," I said to him.

"It's going to be a tough match, no doubt about it, but we've both been doing this for a while and looking out for each other. Even if it looks different on the screen. He's still one of my best friends." replied Adam and then it was time for him too.

I went to the catering where I could watch the match of the two together with the girls. I was aware that it would be a damn hard match, but my God it was harder to watch than I expected. The pregnancy hormones certainly didn't help me at the moment either.

When the match went on for 20 minutes, I finally had enough. I could feel my blood pressure rising and decided not to watch any further. That I had to go to the bathroom again anyway was the perfect excuse.

A few minutes later, just as I was making my way back to the girls, I felt a pain that I had never thought possible in my entire life. Gasping, I bent over and put my hands on my knees. Slowly the stabbing pain faded. But it didn't take 30 seconds for it to return.

Oh God, please not now. Not here. Not today. It was too early. I didn't have time to think, because despite the pain I felt that my water had broken.

"There you are, Y/N. What's going on?" I heard Ember ask behind me.

"Baby..." was all I could say before the next contraction hit me. What the hell was going on here? Why was this happening so fast?

"I'm going to get help. Sit here on the box. I'll be right back." she said quickly.

It wasn't long before I was surrounded by countless people. I was so grateful that there was always medical staff present. They helped me onto a stretcher and wheeled me to the exit.

"We have an ambulance to take you to the hospital right away, Y/N." Stephanie said to me and I looked at her with fear filled eyes.

"I can't! I can't do this without Kyle!" I gasped.

"I'm going to get you checked out quickly and then we need to get you to the hospital. Kyle will get to you as soon as he can. I promise that. The match is almost over." said one of the doctors as they loaded me into the ambulance.

"Okay, just keep breathing, Y/N. It's important that you don't tense up. Then let's see how far along you are." he said.

"It looks like we don't have time to go to the hospital. I can already see the head." the doctor then said.

"WHAT? No, there is no way. I'm only 34 weeks along. He's not ready yet!" I yelled.

"I'm afraid there's nothing more we can do to stop the birth. This little guy really wants to meet his parents today. If you feel the urge to push, then do it, Y/N" he explained to me while I screamed in pain.

"No, I can't! I can't do this without Kyle!" I cried over and over again.

"I'm here, baby!" I suddenly heard Kyle.

He looked pretty banged up. Bruised and scratched, standing in front of me like that, still in his ring gear.

"God, come here. It seems like your son inherited your thick skull." I growled between breaths as I reached for his hand.

"Good, Y/N. Keep it up. One more time and you've got it." the doctor said to me and I did as he said.

Just seconds later, our baby boy's first cries echoed through the ambulance and the center.

"Are you going to cut the umbilical cord, Daddy?" the doctor wanted to know from Kyle.

"Yes." was all he could say at that moment.

"I'm so proud of you. I love you both so much." he whispered to me before giving me a soft kiss. His fingers gently stroked our son's head.

"We love you too, daddy. Right, little River? Our future champion," I said to him.

"You know, you didn't have to take the motto 'Stand & Deliver' so literally." joked Kyle, and I saw how exhausted yet overjoyed he was.

"Say that to him. I guess he wanted to be the first to congratulate you on your big win." I replied and my eyes wandered back and forth between my two men.

Published April 9, 2021