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Chapter 97

In the week that followed, I had confirmed the fact that I was pregnant to Demi, Damian, Finn, Dom, Sheamus as well as telling Tyra and Athena. They were both excited to have a younger sibling and I had even spoken to Athena about me officially adopting her. She liked the idea but wanted to look into the process a little first before she made a decision and I was happy to let her. I didn't want her thinking that I had to adopt her for me to consider her my daughter because truth was, I already did.

I had even called Adam and Paul and asked for a meeting with them. They agreed and set up a meeting for today. I had rummaged through my closet for a comfy outfit to wear because when I woke up this morning, I noticed I now had a small baby bump; even though I'm only 9 weeks along. I was now dressed...

I didn't bother with makeup and just threw my hair up into a messy bun after brushing it. Demi offered to drive me but I declined so I grabbed my phone, my wallet and keys before heading out to my car.

It didn't take me long to drive the arena and once I had parked, I made my way inside to Adams office. When I got there, I knocked on the door and waited to be invited in. I heard Adam call out "Come in." so I opened the door and entered, closing the door behind me. He offered me a sit and I took it, sitting down infront of him and Paul. "So Payton, what did you need to speak to us about?" Adam asked and I took a deep breath, "Well, I'm going to need to take some time off." I said. "How much time?" Paul asked this time, "Uh... A few months, maybe a year." I tell them sheepishly.

They both look at me like I'd grown an extra head and both exclaimed, "WHAT?!?" and I laughed nervously. "You can't, I mean we need you. Why would need that much time off?" Paul questions, making me look up at him. "Uhm... Well... Uh... I'm... Uhm..." I stutter, not sure what to say. I closed my eyes and took another deep breathe before opening them and looking up at Adam and Paul, "I'm pregnant." I blurted out.

Silence enveloped the room as Adam and Paul just stared at me. Paul seemed to snap out of his daze first and said, "C-congratulations Payton." with a smile. I thanked him and returned it, "I can still do promos and stuff like that, I just won't be able to wrestle." I say. "I hope you don't mind me asking but how far along are you?" Adam asked, finally being pulled back to reality. "No, it's okay and I'll be 9 and half weeks tomorrow." I reply and Adams eyes go wide, "You were pregnant when you wrestled Hit Row. Why are you only telling us now?" he said.

I proceed to explain that I didn't know until I went to see a doctor and discovered that I was 8 and half weeks at the time of the appointment. They seemed to accept it but then Paul piped up and asked, "Do you know who the father is?" I stiffened but nodded. "I do and he knows but he doesn't want anything to do with me or the child." I told them. "Can we know who it is?" Adam queried but I shook my head no, "I'm sorry but no. Sleeping with him was a mistake and I don't want people knowing who it is." I said firmly. The three of us spoke for a while longer and agreed that even though I couldn't wrestle, I'll still do things like: promos - in-ring and backstage; interviews; and being on commentary for some of Sheamus's solo matches.

Once everything was sorted out, I agreed to do an in-ring segment on SmackDown in a couple of days to tell the WWE Universe; then I left. When I got home, I explained everything to Demi after she asked how the meeting went. She insisted that I spend the rest of the day resting so I that's what I did. I made myself a cosy little nest out of blankets on the couch and played video games and watched movies for the rest of the day. Demi made sure I had everything I needed, from drinks to snacks. She even made dinner and ran me a nice hot bath afterwards before we curled up together in bed.