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Adam paced back and forth outside in the hallway just in front of the women's locker room.

After witnessing and hearing Amy's announcement in the middle of the ring, he'd instantly rushed over here. However, he'd discovered the redhead had not returned, and when he'd questioned the other divas, Lisa Moretti had merely said that she didn't know where Amy had gone.

The Canadian was worried...

Now, with everyone knowing the true predicament, how were people - especially co-workers - going to treat the diva? Adam had noticed the way the women in the locker room had looked at him - an array of shock, confusion, surprise, and some other emotions he couldn't quite place had been quite evident on their faces. Now, he didn't give a damn what anyone thought of him - nor did he care or would he give it a second thought if people talked about him - but Amy was a different story altogether. He knew she was, by nature, a very private person. Lord knew, making that announcement, going public with her pregnancy, had been no picnic for her.

The blond man worried about how she would take gossip and possible criticism or condescending attitudes. Adam knew a couple of the divas to be quite catty - Torrie Wilson and Lisa Marie Varon in particular. The last thing the redhead needed was to be the center of negative attention.

Damn it... Where was she?

Adam raked a hand through his long hair in his nervousness. And then, he stopped in his tracks as he realized he was behaving like an expectant father - the irony, of course, being that that was exactly what he was.

The tall Canadian suddenly realized that, when he'd been standing in the doorway of the women's locker room, Trish Stratus hadn't been present. Adam knew Amy and the petite blonde were close, and he wondered if perhaps the redhead was with her. Or maybe she was with Chris, her brother?

Tired of waiting and pacing, the blond man turned and walked briskly down the hall. His need to find Amy was nearly overwhelming. He had to make sure she was all right...

As he made his way down the hall, Adam was so intent, so focused on the woman carrying his child that he nearly collided with someone.

"Ooh! My God, that's the second time tonight!"

"Oh, sorry, Stephanie..." the blond man apologized.

The brunette cocked her head to one side as she regarded him.

"You sure are in a hurry...Hey, were you by any chance looking for Amy?"

"Yes, as a matter of fact..."

"She's in my office..." Stephanie revealed. "Along with Chris and Trish...We were just discussing things..." Her blue eyes shifted ever so slightly, almost sheepishly, a knowing look on her face.

"Oh..." Adam now knew that Trish Stratus absolutely had to know the truth. That made five of them now...

"Go on in," the tall brunette instructed. "I was just going to let security know that I didn't want to be disturbed in the middle of this meeting..."

Adam blinked, not instantly reacting, as his thoughts were focused so exclusively on Amy. Then, back to his senses, he nodded and turned to continue to the General Manager's office.

He wondered what was being said between the three currently therein and guessed he'd find out soon enough...