Lita groaned in displeasure. "Oh God, look at me! I'm as big as a house!" The former Diva was due to give birth any day now and she was not happy with the way she looked. "Chris, tell me how fat I look."
John and Jackie looked at Chris with interest. The two of them had been trying to watch TV, but it was hard when Lita was laying on the couch and complaining about how she was tired of being pregnant. John knew very well that Jackie was considering duct taping Lita's mouth shut just so they could watch House in peace.
Chris shook his head. "You look beautiful. You don't look fat at all." He looked at Jackie and John. "Right guys?"
Oh sure, throw us to the cranky wolf, John thought. "You look awesome," he told Lita. There was no way he was telling her anything else.
Jackie nodded in agreement. "You look great. Quit worrying so much."
"You look like you swallowed a giant watermelon whole," Spike blurted out. He was sitting on the floor by Jackie's feet.
Lita's eyes widened. "What?"
"Oh wait, we weren't being honest?" Spike said in confusion. He wasn't saying it to be mean. He honestly didn't realize that honesty was not the best policy at the moment.
"Nice going Spike," Chris said as Lita burst into tears. He pulled his very upset girlfriend into his arms and held her tightly.
Spike shook his head. "I'm sorry Lita, but that's what you get for letting Chris infecting you with his offspring."
Jackie smacked him on the back of the head. "That's it, you're not hanging out with Leslie anymore. She's a bad influence on you."
John grinned and put his arm around Jackie. The two of them had been hanging out alone more and more during the past couple of weeks. Everyone else were convinced they were dating, but neither of them had really talked about it. They weren't in a hurry to put a label on their relationship at the moment.
Rupes came into the room. "Hey guys, do you want to know what I just heard on the radio? Survivor Series got moved from the Qwest in Omaha to right here in Apocalypse City."
John raised his eyebrows. "Why? Did they suddenly decide to kill all the wrestlers?"
Rupes shrugged. "Don't ask me why they did it. But I've got everyone else saying they want to go now. Do you guys want to go?"
Jackie nodded. "Sure. I might as well go to make sure nobody dies."
John hesitated for a moment before nodding along. He hadn't had any contact with the wrestling world ever since he had left the WWE. Well, he was obviously in contact with Lita, but she hadn't had much contact with anybody else either. This would be the first time his new world and his old world would be at the same place at the same time and that made him feel a little nervous. Everything that could go wrong in Apocalypse City usually did happen. He couldn't imagine having the entire WWE in this place.
"Oh God," Lita said suddenly. "I think my water just broke."
Chris's eyes widened. "What?"
"The baby's coming!" Jackie said happily. "I want to deliver it!"
Rupes glared at her. "No, we are taking her to the hospital. I already talked to you about that."
Jackie pouted as Rupes and Chris helped Lita to her feet. "He's no fun," she muttered as Rupes yelled for Clarissa to grab Lita's bags.
John patted her leg sympathetically. "I'm sorry. Maybe if you go to college and become a doctor, then you can deliver babies."
"I don't want to go back to school though. I hate school. And I hate doctors. I just like the thought of delivering my own god child. It would be awesome."
"You do know he hasn't officially made you the God mother yet, right?"
She waved her hand at him. "Details John. Don't go into those dumb details."
He shook his head and grinned at her. "You are so funny sometimes. Now come on. If you can't deliver the kid, you can at least go and watch Lita's pain."