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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the celebrities of WWE/WWF. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Chapter 27: New expectations and unexpected decisions

Thanksgiving came none to early. I had won the women’s title the week after I had gotten hurt, dropping it two weeks later to Miss Jackie, who ended up losing it back to Molly.

Glenn and I were going to Dad’s for Thanksgiving. His Mom and Dad were going to visit David’s brother in Knoxville while we were in Cameron. We were going to fly with them to Tennesee, then take a commuter to Raliegh. Jess would pick us up there and take us to Cameron.

I was going to enjoy this Thanksgiving, as the menfolk were going to cook instead of me for once. Matt got the Turkey, Jeff the bread, Dad was going to make the other side stuff and Glenn insisted on the dessert. I knew exactly what he was going to make, Red Velvet cake and a Triple Layer Death by Chocolate cake that would make anyones teeth scream in pain but was so sinful it was better than sex! I made him bake a pumpkin pie too the night before, as in our family it is traditional to have a pimpkin pie.

The morning of Thanksgiving, Glenn rolled out of bed about 5:30, just before Jeff and Matt showed up. All of them, Dad Matt, Jeff and Glenn were in the kitchen, sitting and taking care of respective children and godchildren, when I came down the stairs. Jeff looked at my left side, where the now light yellow and brown spot was the only remnant of the bruise I had. I stood next to the coffee pot as he lifted the side of my tank top to inspect the injury.

“Thing looked like shit a few weeks ago.”

I nodded, sitting down next to Glenn and stealing part of the paper from Matt. “It felt like shit a few weeks ago. Thank the gods for ice and hot water bottles.”

I sipped my coffee as Dad asked if I was going riding. I shook my head and looked at Glenn. “I can’t.” Dad asked why I couldn’t as I played with Jeremy. I turned red but knew I had to answer. “No sex, no riding. Both mess with the wrong muscles in my legs.”

Dad just said ‘Oh’ and went back to reading his paper. Jeff, ever my wonderful brother, made a smart crack about it. “She can’t ride Gypsy if she cant ride Glenn.” I wadded up part of the paper and hurled it straight at Jeff’s head, hitting him square in the nose.

“Smart ass.”

He took a bow as the phone ran. Matt answered it and I could tell he was talking to Amy. He hung up, saying Amy was going to get Jess and they were headed over. I stood up, saying I had to go get cleaned up. I told Glenn to go up and get his clothes together so I could do our laundry. He nodded as he picked up Jeff’s son and followed me upstairs.

He threw all our laundry into a bag for me to take down while I took a shower. I heard him talking to Jeremy as I came out, brush in hand. I sat down next to them where the almost eight-month-old baby was giggling and cooing at his godfather. Jeremy had developed blonde curls by this time and looked like a little angel, and from what Jess said, he was. Of course, every parent thinks their kids are precious little angels.

I watched Glenn play with our godson as I sat there. The little boy looked up at his godfather, who was absolutely in love. My lover turned his eyes to me, smiling.

“You really want one don’t you?”

He nodded, picking Jeremy up so he wouldn’t roll off the bed. He put him in my arms and I watched my nephew play with the wet ends of my hair. He tried to stick a strand in his mouth and I took it away. Instead he took his foot and pulled it to him, chewing on two of his toes. I looked down at him and smiled, talking to him and saying he looked just like his daddy. “Yep, bubby boy. You look just like Jeff. No doubt who your daddy is.”

I looked at Glenn and smiled. He sat closer, wrapping his arm around me as I held Jeremy in my arms. He swept the hair away from my neck, kissing it and whispering in my ear. “I would love to see you have a baby one day, our son or daughter in your arms. I really want a family, Fay.”

I looked at him and had to ask. “Why? She said you begged her for a baby. I do want to have one, but I have to know why it’s so important.”

He lay back as I turned to sit on the bed, Jeremy falling asleep in my arms. He sighed, loudly, closing his eyes for a minute and speaking.

“I’m thirty-six years old. I’m getting older, Faith. Who knows how long I have in this world, in this business? If you got pregnant tonight and had my baby, I’d be thirty-seven when it’s born. I would be fifty five when it turns eighteen. I look at Mark and know he’ll be almost sixty when Marcus graduates high school. I want to be there for my children when they need me, not have my kids come see me in a nursing home. I want my children to remember their father being strong and active and spending time with them. And since I was an only child, I want a family so I can see my children grow up having brothers and sisters. I want a family so someone will remember me, so I can live on. Plus, the fact I’m it for the Jacobs family.”

I looked at him. “Curtis.”

He averted his eyes and then looked back to me as he sat up. “I seriously doubt Curtis and his boyfriend will be having kids. He’s the only other male cousin. My other Jacobs cousins are girls. I’m the only one out of the two of us who will most likely have children.”

I nodded, processing the information on Curtis and handing Jeremy to Glenn, standing up and staring at him. I watched his eyes and started coming to a descision as I stood there.

“Poor Jacobs. Patience Dear.” I leaned down and kissed him, feeling him move his hand inside the towel. I smacked it and chided him for being a bad godfather.

“No Sex. Doctor’s orders. In front of our Godson no less!”

He snapped his fingers as I got dressed, returning to playing with the baby. “Jeremy, your Aunt Faith looks good enough to eat and wont even let me have a nibble.”

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We went back downstairs to chaos. Matt was checking the turkey, and Jeff was making a mess out of the flour. Dad had given up on the sides, and said he would do them after Jeff had finished making his kitchen flour-coated. Glenn went in to see if he could help as I returned Jeremy to his mother. I heard a hell of a lot of banging and what I thought was a miniature explosion. I went to go see what was going on, but Matt wouldn’t let me in, continually looking over his shoulder at something in the kitchen.

When it was all done, they had really done a beautiful job. Even Jeff had done well at baking. Jess, Amy and I were impressed, and the kids even ate it, well mostly anything we could smush up. Since the boys cooked, the three of us cleaned up, letting them go do whatever men do on Thanksgiving, which is apparently watching football.

We came out from the kitchen and whatever conversation they were having stopped as we did. I thought something was up but dismissed it as I sat between Glenn’s knees on the floor. We all sat in silence, the guys making the occassional movement to yell at the screen.

After the game, we went around and told the others what we were thankful for. Dad was thankful for all of us and welcomed Glenn to the family. “It’s pretty obvious that nothing is breakin’ you two up ever again.” Jeff and Matt were thankfull for the kids and Amy and Jess. Glenn was thankful he could be part of the family and for me and for the other piece of that chocolate cake he would have later. Amy was thankful for life and Matt and the kids. When we got to Jess, she smiled.

“I’m thankful for our family, and Jeremy and Jeff, especially. He and I do have an announcement though.” She asked if we remembered the shelter she volunteered at when she was in town. We nodded, remebering the shelter for children in Raleigh that we had all made a visit to for charity. She took Jeff’s hand and spoke up, beaming at all of us. “Well we decided we wanted to adopt one of the children from the shelter. A little girl named Jenneca McKay. We’ll have her by Christmas.”

We all congratulated the both of them, wishing them luck with the new little one. I was really happy for them, knowing both Jeff and Jess wanted a bigger family.

Everyone left around ten that night, the kids already asleep by then and Dad looked exhausted. Glenn and I stayed up til about midnight watching TV, before we gave in. He took a shower while I got ready to take mine. He came out after a while, having taken all the hot water.

I finally got out, a cold shower waking me up fully so I probably wouldn’t sleep for a while. I sat on the edge of the tub, fishing around in my bag. I pulled out the pack of 28 pills I was due to start the next day, looking at them closely.

I could do one of two things right then. I could put them out for tommorrow, take them and keep going on as I have. Or I could do something I wasn’t too sure about. I could flush every one of them, and give Glenn what he wanted.

I thought back to when his mother and I had talked, remembering that I said I could be patient. That I could wait until Glenn and I were married. But, I also thought of him, holding Jeremy in his arms this morning and fell in love with the concept. It was either give in to what we both wanted and do it now, or stay on the straight and narrow as I had adamantly done for this long.

I heard Glenn knock on the door and ask if I was Ok. I said I was fine, I would be out in a minute. I looked to the ceiling, looking over it as if I searched for something. I spoke, quietly as I did, hoping for a clue as to what to do.

“Mom, help me.”

I bent my head down and felt like she was in the room, the strong resolution hitting my heart. I nodded my head, knowing what I should do. I took the pack in my hand, popped every single tablet out of its plastic bubble-wrapping. I held the pack in one hand, the pills in the other. I dropped the pills in the toilet, flushing them down. I ripped up the package and threw it in the trash.

Common sense be damned! I would try to have a baby. I wanted to give Glenn a family.
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