Finally, the blonde woman shook her head, as if in a bit of a daze.  "I can't believe you never suspected you were pregnant, Lita..."

The redhead stared almost blankly ahead out the windshield.  "I know, it's...unbelievable," she said.

"Baby," the tall blond man behind the wheel began, "you don't feel any nausea or anything?  I mean...you should probably just about be starting with morning sickness..."

"No, not really, Edge...I haven't been feeling it - at least not yet."

The Canadian diva smirked.  "I'll bet anything you will now - now that you know.  It'll probably be a psychological thing."

"Jeez, I hope not," the redhead said, glancing over her shoulder at her friend with a look of horror on her pretty face.

When they arrived at the hotel moments later and made their way into the building, Edge became quiet again.  He knew he was going to have to call together a meeting with all of the guys and let them know what was up.  But how was he going to do that without causing the divas to get suspicious?

As they made their way into the lobby, the trio was suddenly mobbed by women - namely, every other diva - Molly was at the front of the small crowd, and Jackie, Nidia, Dawn Marie, Ivory, Stacy, Torrie, Stephanie and Lillian were all right behind her.

Ivory shoved her way in front of a couple of the other women to Lita, grabbing hold of both her hands.  "Well, you certainly look all right, Cinnamon...Thank goodness."

"What's the verdict, Lita?" Molly asked, concern and anticipation on her face.

The redhead glanced from the two brunettes to Trish at her right, then to her boyfriend at her left.

"Well, I guess there's no use in stalling - or hiding it...Come on, ladies - come on up to my room, and I'll explain there."

She looked up into Edge's face again, and the tall blond man gave her a nod of encouragement.  He was actually feeling quite relieved - now, he'd be able to call the meeting with the guys.  He decided to take that chance right now - it was the perfect time, seeing as the divas would probably be busy for awhile with their own meeting.

As the women left him standing there, all of them chattering up a storm, he pulled out his cell phone, flipping it open.  Before he could touch a single button, Stephanie McMahon, who had lingered a bit, turned to glance over her shoulder at him.  The tall brunette's face wore a seemingly knowing expression as she smiled at him.  Edge shook his head when she turned to face forward again, wondering what that was all about.

As soon as the women were out of earshot, Edge dialed his brother.

"Christian!" he said in a soft whisper when the other man picked up.  "Gather up some of the guys - I need to talk to all of you..."  After a beat, "Yes, of course it's important!  Just do it!"  He paused as the other man spoke again.  "Fine, I'll give Bubba and Brock a ring, and they'll pitch in with alerting everyone else..."  He shook his head, rolling his eyes in exasperation.

Not ten minutes later, the eleven wrestlers were congregated in Christian and Molly's hotel room.  Edge felt a nudge and looked expectantly into his younger brother's worried face.  "Err...Edge, what's this all about?  Molly said she was gonna be back as soon as she found out how Lita was..."

"Don't worry about it," the taller Canadian said.  "She and the rest of the divas joined Lita and Trish in my room for a meeting of their own."

"Okay - so what's up, Junior?" Chris Jericho asked impatiently.

"Yeah, man," Test said.  "We don't have all night...I promised Stacy we'd go out for awhile."

"All right already!" Edge said, swallowing nervously.  He felt odd about having to announce something so personal to all of these men, even though he was pretty much friends with all of them.  "My news is...We just found out that Lita is pregnant..."

Christian looked pleased as he spoke.  "I knew it was the two of you!"

All the other men in the room began buzzing, some of them expressing relief that it wasn't their diva who was pregnant.

"Hold on, guys!  Hold on!" the tall blond exclaimed, waving his hands in the air.  "Lita's not the only pregnant diva..."

"What?" Kurt Angle asked incredulously, a look of horror on his face.  "Please tell me you're kidding!"

"No...I'm not."  Then, before he could continue, a new voice spoke up.

"What are you saying, man?" Rob Van Dam questioned.

"The pregnancy test Bubba Ray found wasn't Lita's."  The Canadian man raked a hand through his hair nervously as he glanced around the room at the other men, wary of some of their reactions to this piece of information.

As he had earlier that night, Brock Lesnar had gone white as a sheet.  He ran his hand over his face wordlessly before glancing over at Bubba, who was standing beside him.

"Oh, great..." the Dudley Boy muttered.  "That means we're back to square one."

"Well, I don't know about the rest of y'all, but I know for sure it's not Nidia," Jeff Hardy suddenly announced.  "She was complaining to me about menstrual cramps not even an hour ago."

"Spare us the details, Hardy," Lance Storm said, his facial expression changing not one iota.

"Well, I guess that eliminates Nidia," Maven said, ignoring the Calgary native.  "But what are we gonna do?  Just sit around and wait for all of our women's time of the month?"

"Oh, for crying out loud!" Y2J cried as he stood up from where he was seated on the edge of the bed.  "What the hell is the matter with all of you ass clowns?  Aren't any of you gonna congratulate Edge?  He is gonna be a dad, you know!"  He approached his friend, clapping a hand on the taller blond's shoulder.  "Congratulations, pal..."

"Thanks, Chris," Edge said, managing a small smile despite his unease.

"Yeah...sorry," Christian spoke.  "Congrats, big bro...Hey, I'm going to be an uncle!"  He said it as though that fact was only just hitting him.

The other men followed suit, congratulating Edge, some of them saying "Way to go," as though impregnating Lita were some magical feat.

Bubba Ray was distracted as he recalled how Dawn Marie had pigged out earlier that evening.  Not only had she claimed nausea later on, she'd also said she was extremely tired...

He wondered if that was something significant.