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*RAW - May 10, 2004*
"At least let me go with you for moral support."
Amy gazed up at Adam, a tiny smile gracing her lips at the expression on his face. He was such a sweet, sweet man. The extent of his love for her touched her so profoundly. She reached up and placed her hand to his cheek.
"I love you," she said softly, "but I really think I should do this on my own." She hadn't contacted General Manager Eric Bischoff in the last few days that they'd had off, so the man knew nothing of her condition. So, she'd decided that tonight, she was going to tell him the news, that she was pregnant.
The tall blond man closed his eyes at the feel of her touch. After a beat, he turned his head and kissed her hand that was still on his face.
"Are you sure?" he asked. He worried about her. She had a couple of spots later tonight, one of which wasn't the least bit strenuating, but the other could be risky.
She nodded.
"I'll be fine, Adam." She stood on her tiptoes to embrace her husband, her lips meeting his in a sweet, tender kiss.
Afterward, the blond man shook his head with disapproval.
"I don't like the bump they want you to take tonight."
The redhead cocked her head, meeting his gaze squarely.
"It's not really a 'bump,'" she said. "I'm just supposed to attack Trish after she tricks me." After giving an interview along with Christian and Tyson Tomko, the blonde diva would be feigning concern for Lita and would trick her into thinking Kane was right behind her. Lita, of course, would not find this amusing and would attack Trish out of revenge. "Besides, she knows about the baby, and we've planned out that whole thing. I'll be safe - I promise."
"It better be."
Amy's face broke into a big smile. He was just so cute, and that was no exception when he worried.
"Aww... You are such a great husband - always worrying about me." She wrapped her arms around his neck, twining her fingers through his long blond hair.
"At this point, I think I could make a career out of that. But it's only 'cause I love you," he said coyly.
The redhead tilted her head to one side as she sought his lips for another kiss.
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Amy bit her lip nervously as she stood just outside of the GM's office for the night. She instinctively knew that Bischoff would be annoyed, but well... That was just too bad. This was her life and Adam's - and *her* body.
Steeling herself, the diva straightened her shoulders and raised a hand to knock. A quick call by Bischoff urged her to enter, and she did so accordingly.
Eric appeared slightly annoyed to see her. This wasn't lost on her, but she didn't care.
"Oh, it's you," the man said. "What do you want?"
The redhead sucked in a deep breath, annoyance setting in. At the same time, she reminded herself that this man was her boss. And regardless of all else, she had to tell him her news.
"I have to talk to you," she stated.
"Do you?" Eric asked disinterestedly. He sorted through some things on his desk, barely looking up at her. "I've got a lot of work to do - can't this wait?"
Amy rolled her eyes, but the General Manager didn't notice due to the fact taht his attention was still averted from her.
"No... I'm afraid it can't."
Bischoff pushed aside the papers he'd been rifling on his desk and let out an audible sigh. He folded his hands on the wood furniture as he again faced her.
"Fine," he said. "What is it?"
The redhead kept her inner strength about her and looked the man directly in the eye.
"I'm pregnant."
Bischoff took mere seconds to react and respond.
"You're *what*?" Then, before Amy could say it again, he plundered on. "I don't believe this! So, you got yourself pregnant!"
The young woman frowned. Who the hell did this man think he was?
"No, Eric..." she said, not bothering to conceal her annoyance. "... *Adam* got me pregnant."
The GM smirked.
"Don't try to be cute," he snapped. "This is just great - it's definitely going to put a damper on your storyline."
The redhead continued to glare at him as an idea suddenly struck.
"Unless..." A smile came to Bischoff's face. "... Oh, yes... I just got a brainstorm, and it's *brilliant*."
As Amy finally decided to take a seat in one of the chairs before his desk, the man began to explain.