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Brothers Past and Future, part 2

"I'm not getting that blazer back, am I?" Seth had already looked for the glittering jacket on their tour bus and in Becky's closet, but he hadn't spotted it. "You know I'm trying to send a lot of my outfits to the archives for safe-keeping, right?"

"You have so much fun stuff now." Becky barely looked up from her lap, where she had a script opened up. He wasn't sure what this one was for, but judging by how much she had been laughing earlier, he guessing this one wasn't as good. "I miss my Big Time Becks clothes."

Seth cleared his throat. "I can tell." His wife was wearing baggy pants with psychedelic cat faces on them, paired with a cropped jersey for a team he wasn't entirely sure was real. "But you still have it, right? It's not in one of the trucks or something?"

Becky rolled her eyes as she set her script aside. "Yes, I still have it. It brought me good luck at SummerSlam, remember? I beat Lyra. Of course I'd be careful with it."

"But I'm not getting it back." He sat on her other side and draped an arm around her shoulders. "Even if I ask nicely?"

"I do like it when you ask nicely," Becky admitted, resting her head on his shoulder, "but it's not like you'll be wearing it again soon. It's happy where it is. Honest."

Something about that sounded ominous. "Roux doesn't have it, does she?" He immediately had visions of his blazer being used by Roux as the roof for a pillowfort or an entrance robe for when she wanted to wrestle him or Becky. "We had a black jacket replica made for her. We can probably do the same for this one too—" He stopped when he realized Becky wasn't laughing. Normally stories about Roux's silliness never failed to make her smile, but now there was something in her gaze that gave him pause. When he glanced down at the script she had been reading, he realized she was only two pages ahead of when he had checked in with her last, which was over twenty minutes ago. The first script had been making her laugh, band it wasn't like she was lacking an attention span. "What's up?"

"Roux." Becky started to lift her head to look for their daughter, but Roux was over at a friend's house, giving them a rare quiet afternoon. "She—no, it's nothing. It's just me."

Seth kissed the top of her head. "It's not 'just' anything," he said softly. "What's up?"

Becky sighed. "I guess I'd have to tell you sooner or later, because I talked about it on Cody's podcast."

Seth stayed quiet, trying to remember when Becky had recorded that particular interview. They both had so many appearances that it could be hard to remember when they had filmed something and when it would actually be released. It couldn't be anything important, he knew, because there was no way Becky would reveal anything major on a podcast before telling him. "Okay. If it's... something you don't want out there, there's still time to talk to Cody and get it edited out."

"No, it's not bad. It's just...." Sighing again, Becky burrowed closer to Seth, and he set the script on the table so he had more room. "You know how she's been asking for a little brother?"

"Understatement of the year." It was a touchy subject and Seth was trying not to pressure his wife. He would love to have another kid, whether a son or daughter, but he also remembered everything Becky went through when she was pregnant with Roux. "If it's bugging you, we can tell her to stop. She knows about feelings and all that...."

Becky managed a small smile. "I don't mind it so much. I mean, we both want more kids, and at least Roux wants a sibling. Why she specifically has a brother in mind, I don't know. Maybe because I have one and you have one?"

"Could be. Marek has two boys," Seth pointed out, "and Sami has a son. So do Johnny and Candice...." Part of Seth still hoped to have a son someday, but he didn't want Roux to ever feel like she was somehow lesser. "But she knows lots of girls too: Nora, Monroe and Madison, Libby, Hendrix...." He wrapped his arms around his wife and squeezed. "So what happened? Like I said, if it's getting too much, we'll tell her that it's a big decision and it's one we can't make right now."