Life's Little Plot Twists.. Jun 23, 2021 15:32:58 GMT -5 R.O.A.R. and krapp420 like this
Post by Le'Andra Fury on Jun 23, 2021 15:32:58 GMT -5
June 23, 2021; 11:33 am - 300 West 57th Street, New York, NY; Office of Xavier Wolf
When FIGHT took over, they ordered everyone on the roster to take physicals; it was something to do with the insurance and all that shit, no big deal. All the wrestlers showed up on the day, had them done and left with no issues at all. It was a couple days later when Le’Andra Fury received a phone call from the medical unit downstairs. She was sitting on the couch that Xavier had in his office, she was dressed in a plain white shirt and a pair of jeans with her bare feet propped up on the couch beside her. Xavier was on a phone call and she was currently looking for something to eat, she woke up starving this morning and breakfast didn’t seem like it didn’t even put a dent in it. As she looked through the menu at Crispin’s she felt like ordering one of everything, instead she ordered Xavier and her a couple of ribeyes. She had thought about asking him what he wanted but as busy as he’s been with things the past month, she could have sat a day old chicken nugget Happy Meal in front of him and he would have eaten it. She looked up at him and smile, but still not too busy to where he doesn’t sex her up good before bed… or in the morning… Hell, it’s Le’X you know ain’t nothing changed there; sometimes all they have to do is walk past each other and it’s on.
Her cell phone rang and Le’Andra looked at it questioningly; it was from inside the building. She looked up to see Xavier talking on the phone, thinking maybe it was him being funny, but he was still talking.
Hello, is this Ms Fury?
This is Walt down in medical. The Doctor would like for you to come in and discuss your lab work.
She sat up. What’s wrong with my lab work?
The Doctor’s in a meeting right now, and I am not allowed to give out information like this.
What’s wrong with your lab work? Xavier had stopped his meeting just as soon as he heard the words slip out of his wife’s mouth.
I see… Let him know I am in the building.
I repeat.. Lab work.. What’s wrong?
Okay, I’ll be waiting for his call. Le’Andra hung up the phone and looked at Xavier. Something up with my lab work, the doctor’s in a meeting and will call back.
Xavier never took his eyes off her as he put the phone back to his ear. I’ve got to go. Something came up.
Le’Andra watched as he walked over and held out his hand to her, she slipped her heels on and then her hand in his to let him help her up. Where are we going, Xavi’?
During the whole ride down to medical, Le’Andra asked Xavier not to ass out; the look he had given her as he ended the call already told her he was a pussy hair away from assing out. He made no promises that he wouldn’t ass out. As soon as the elevator doors opened, they walked out and went straight to the doctor’s office; Xavier said nothing to the lady at the desk outside as she greeted them and walked straight into the doctor’s office; no knock, no hello, but straight over to his desk and pushing the button to hang up the phone. Xavier turned to Le’ and motioned for her to have a seat before taking one in the chair beside her.
So, you were going to tell us about the lab reports? Le’ was trying so hard not to smile as she watched Xavier’s jaw clench almost in unison with his right hand that was balled in a fist, but all she could think about right then was… damn that was hot.
Um, yes… The doctor opened one of the drawers to his desk that had hanging file folders and quickly looked through the names until he found Le’s and pulled it out. He opened it and pulled out the piece of paper on top. As you know we did every test you can imagine and…
Is Le’Andra okay?
She’s perfectly fine. The doctor smiled.
Then what’s wrong with my lab work? She was irritated now with all the cloak and dagger stuff from Walt on the phone.
Well, Ms Fury, Mr Wolf. I would like to be the first to congratulate you both, Le’Andra’s pregnant. Both Le’Andra and Xavier stared at the doctor, letting his words really sink in, almost not sure that they heard him right.
Did I just hear him right? Did he just say what I thought he said? That I am pregnant? Those three things ran through her mind as she turned to find Xavier staring at her with a blank expression on his face. Damn it, I’ve ruined everything.
Finally she blurted out. I’m so sorry, Xavi’. My career. We had big plans for my career.
Xavier sat there with the same expression for a moment and then he started to chuckle and then laugh; Le’Andra looked at him thinking that maybe this would be the thing that made him finally snap.
...You kidding? You crazy woman, this was always part of the plan. He got up, walked over and knelt on the floor in front of her, between her legs with his forearms resting on her thighs. He pointed to his index finger on his left hand. Win the girl back. Then the middle finger. Take care of Marke. His ring finger. Take care of Johnny. He places his hand against her non-existent stomach. Make a Firstborns… and enjoy life.
Le’Andra’s eyes began to water and bottom lip began to tremble before she broke into a smile and tears. He reached up and caressed the side of her face before he brushed the tears away. The doctor reached into his desk drawer and pulled out a box of tissues and slid them across to the couple. Xavier reached over and pulled one out and handed it to Le’. She wiped away the tears, still smiling and looking at him and when she was done she slugged him in the arm.
You asshole. You forgot to tell me that part of the plan.
You know how I like to surprise you, min kjærlighet.
Doctor, how long before we can find out the genders?
Xavier looked at Le’s stomach and smiled. One of these little wolves is a girl. He got back up and took his seat, still holding his wife’s hand and smiling.
Usually about 18 weeks, but sometimes as early as 14; though sometimes not quite accurate.
One’s a girl. He repeated just in case they didn’t hear him the first time.
Xavi’, you don’t know that. Le’ smiled; she knew he was trying to make her feel better.
It’s still too early to tell how many.
I am a twin. My older brothers are twins. My twin has twins… and between the two older brother’s there are three sets of twins. It’s twins and one, if not both, will be a girl.
I am going to kill my mother. Le’ said and shook her head. She couldn't stop smiling. Her and that damned hammer.
Xavier gave her hand a soft squeeze. Is there anything else, Doctor?
With a no and another congrats from the doctor, Le’X left this face and got back into the elevator and back to his office. The whole elevator ride up Le’s could see him smiling that shit eating grin of his and casting sideways glances at her. As soon as they passed his PA’s desk, Le’Andra spotted the bag of takeout and snagged the bag as Xavier told him to hold all calls and to tell everyone he’s gone home for the day. Once inside, Xaver turned off the light, adding to the story that he was gone, since there was plenty of light from the windows for them to still see; and followed his wife over to where she was placing the bag on the coffee table in front of the couch.
She turned around to find Xavier right behind her and smiled at him. He reached up and very sweetly brushed a few locks of hair that had fallen loose behind her ear.
I knew there was a reason you were more radiant than usual. I can’t wait to tell everyone. But for right now… just you and me. We’ll wait until after Showcase.
And that will be my last match.
Xavier said nothing at first and then smiled and slowly nodded his head. He didn’t want an argument, not on what he considers the happiest day of his life; having bumped Le’ saying yes the first time he asked her to marry him into the number two spot; she was going to be mad and she was going to be FURYous, but she already had her last match, she just didn't know it. Xavier leaned down and gently kissed Le’ on the lips. And that will be your last match.
...It was then that Le’ knew everything was going to be alright.