Never Let Me Go (Brock Lesnar)

Chapter Fifteen

           Wednesday came quickly and before I knew it, the kids were at school. Ajay and Brock were the only ones home so I took the advantage of calling and getting an appointment with my gynecologist. The doctor had told me that I needed to see them soon just to check on the baby and whatnot, and since I didn't have any plans, I thought now was a good time.

           Brock kept Ajay occupied at home while I went to my appointment. Thankfully, Doctor Young had sent over all my records from the previous day so I didn't have to tell the story all over again. Once all my vitals were taken, they went ahead and did an ultrasound to check on the baby and I was assured that everything was fine and on target. They also estimated me being around four weeks pregnant which is what Doctor Young had guessed. I was put on prenatal vitamins and given a list of do's and don'ts regarding my blood pressure issues and the disorder.

          For instance, I wasn't allowed to get in pools or baths without someone to check on me, in case I had a seizure, I guess. I wasn't allowed to lift anything over ten pounds, and that included Ajay. Yeah, I asked. I was supposed to be extremely careful of the horses in case they were to kick me and of course, I was supposed to limit my stress.

          There were some others but most of it were precautionary for all pregnant women. I had been through this three times before, I was a pro at this point. Or, at least, I thought I was. When I got home, I told Brock everything I had been told and gave him the list as well, mostly because he asked for it. If he didn't I probably would have just thrown it away and did my best to avoid things.

          I loved Brock but when it came to pregnancies, he drove me a little crazy. Each time so far, he's acted as if I'm a fragile glass object and it drives me nuts. When I was pregnant with Alanna, Randy was never around, so I was used to doing things on my own and I did just fine. But with Brock, that didn't float. I'm not saying I hate him for it because I don't. He's just being a little overprotective is all...

          By the time night came, Brock had gotten a call from Dana stating that our Thursday plans had changed slightly. Instead of holding a press conference, he had talked ESPN into flying a team down to Minneapolis to do an interview. He said they were already here and setting up a temporary base in an office downtown. The interview itself was supposed to be around twenty minutes long and would include Dana, Brock, and myself. Dana was supposed to announce the title fight toward the end of the interview after Brock answered the questions about why he had left right after his win. Dana had also tried to tell Brock what to say but that didn't work and I'm not really sure why he even tried. Brock was still ticked at him for making him go through with it and I wasn't sure if the interview would go well or not. You never knew what was going to come out of Brock's mouth and I think that may be why Dana tried so hard to make him answer the way he wanted.

          Thursday morning came and after the kids were on the bus and Ajay was dropped off at Olivia's, Brock and I headed into town. I wasn't looking forward to this and neither was he. "Are you going to behave?" I asked as we pulled into the parking garage of the office building.

          He glanced at me and chuckled. "Me? Behave?"

          "Seriously, Brock. Why can't we just tell them what they want to hear and leave? I don't want to be here all day. Besides, no matter how angry you are with Dana, the contract still stands. There is no getting out of it, so you might as well enjoy it. Otherwise, we'll both be miserable for the next two years."

          He sighed as he put the truck in park. "I'm not miserable. I just don't understand why I can't take a few months off. It's not that big of a deal."