Earlier that night, after she and her boyfriend had made love, she'd lain wide awake.  In comparison, the man she loved had fallen asleep quickly.

She sighed and ran a hand through her long hair.  After learning of Lita's situation, she'd grown anxious.  After having taken the pregnancy test earlier in the day, she needed absolute confirmation.  She hadn't yet visited an OB-GYN, so she'd decided to do so as soon as possible.

The young woman was very fortunate to have found an all-night clinic.  She'd called on her cell phone from just outside the hotel, not daring to do so in her hotel room.  In minutes, she'd gotten her appointment, and, rather than waste time, she'd gone into her rental car and driven right over.

She'd been very wary going into the place, and the receptionist behind the front desk had actually recognized her as a WWE Diva.  That was the part of this that made her feel most uncomfortable.  She could only imagine fans getting hold of the information that she was pregnant - without a doubt, it would end up all over the internet in no time.  She shuddered at the thought.

The diva chewed the inside of her cheek as she thought about Lita.  The redhead's pregnancy had been such a huge surprise, and she was so very lucky, in more ways than one.  First of all, she had competed in matches - more than one, at that - in the last three weeks since she'd conceived.  With all the strenuous activity and high-flying moves she executed, it was an absolute miracle she hadn't suffered a miscarriage.  Secondly, she found herself envying the other diva for her super-supportive, understanding boyfriend in Edge.  The blond man was fiercely compassionate, and from what Lita had said, he was happy about the baby.

She sighed as she thought about her own situation in comparison.  While Edge and Lita had been together for nearly three years now, she and her boyfriend had thus far been dating for only six months.  Six months... Certainly not a lot of time, and definitely not a long enough time in a relationship to be having a baby together.

Shit... the woman thought as she rubbed her hands over her sleepy face, makeup-free face.  She was so scared to tell him anything.  They had never discussed anything really serious or life-changing - never mentioned children or marriage, or anything like that.  They never even discussed whether they could see themselves together in another six months from now to make it to a year in their relationship.

If she really was pregnant, what was she going to do?  She couldn't picture herself going through with an abortion - she didn't have the heart to do that.  And besides, the more she thought about it, the more she realized she really wouldn't mind having his baby...

Pushing herself further on the examining table until her back touched the wall, the diva looked down at her manicured nails.  She tried to keep herself calm as she glanced at her watch.  Ten minutes of two in the morning... What was taking so long?

She hoped that, in any case, the man she'd left in her hotel bed had remained asleep - and that he would continue to sleep.  She dreaded the thought of him awaking and finding her gone.  What would he think?  Fortunately, he was a pretty heavy sleeper.

She looked up, her breath catching in her throat as the doctor finally re-entered the room.  The physician was a woman, as was the diva's regular gynecologist back home, as she couldn't imagine going to a man for these things.

The doctor sat down in front of the examining table, the file on the patient clutched in her hands.

The diva held her breath, her gaze staying fixed on the woman as she began to give her the news...