AJ Styles - "What do you think will happen to us?" You asked, sitting up out of AJ's arms so you could look down at him. "What do you mean?" He asked, running his hand along your back. "I mean we're probably going to be retired, stuck in Georgia, what's really going to go on?" He chuckled, brushing your hair out of your face. "You know what I see, the two of us with at least four kids running around, a beautiful house by the sea, and two legendary careers in the bank." Your eyes widened, leaning back down onto his chest. "Four kids?" You teased, squeezing his hand. "Well obviously, we need plenty of grandkids to keep us going into those twilight years." He replied making you chuckle in fear. You looked down at your tidy floor, picturing four adorable little ones, exactly like you and AJ, running around making a complete mess for you to clear up with all their toys.

Baron Corbin - "Come on in." You followed behind Baron's mum walking into her front room where his sister and brother-in-law already sat. "Where's my gorgeous niece?" He asked, looking around the room for the little one. "I'm here!" You both looked back and saw the brightly pink dressed little one run into the room, attacking both your legs at the same time. "Well don't you look gorgeous," he smiled, lifting her up into the air making her squeal. "Isn't he great with kids Y/N," his sister spoke up capturing your attention. Her broad smile was almost convincing you it was the right thing. "Yeah," you said a little unsure, only to look up at Baron who's smile was almost as wide as hers. "I don't see why not," you encouraged, a little more convincing, holding onto your niece's outstretched hand. "Are you having a baby?" She asked looking between the two of you. "Not just yet."

Dean Ambrose - "Dean! Look! Look!" You pointed out to the aisle beside the one that had the knitted jumpers on that you looked at. "What is it?" He asked, unsure of what was so standout to make you squeal. "Those baby grows are so cute," you hummed, your cheeks turning a little crimson at the thought. "Maybe one day," he chuckled, moving his hand to your back to keep you walking and stopping you from staring like a weirdo. "Do you really mean it when you say one day?" You asked, pretending to focus on the pink patterned jumpers. "Obviously, when we leave the road one day we've got a whole lot of baby making to do." His eyebrows moved in a suggestive motion making you snigger, causing a few people to look over and stare. "Having babies isn't all about sex?" You reminded and warned, smiling when he nodded his head, still with a roll of the eyes.

Finn Balor - "Shall we sit for a bit?" You nodded, feeling Finn pull you down onto the park bench. "I love it here," you whispered, leaning your head onto Finn's shoulder. "There's light, and dogs, and babies...the babies are so cute!" You exclaimed, pressing your hands together. "You're very maternal recently," Finn noted, confusing you slightly. "You seem almost obsessed with motherhood. I feel like you really want a family." You shrugged your shoulders, "I mean I want a family for definite, someone's got to carry on the legacy, but I wouldn't say there's any rush." Finn objected, prodding the tip of your nose, "I'm nearly forty, I'm gonna be that old dad if we don't sort things out quick." "Sort things out?" You chuckled, sitting up to look at him. "You do realise we aren't just building a bed, this is a lifetime commitment." "Of course, but who else would I like to be the mother of my kids?"

Jeff Hardy - "Maxel! Bounce!" You held the little tot in your arms, bouncing him on your lap whilst the rest of the adults sat around the table with Wolfie. His laugh was contagious making you all giggle at how adorable he was with his little ponytail. Once he'd finally had enough, he turned around on your legs to look at you, pressing his hands to your tummy. "Auntie Y/N have a Wolfie." You didn't quite understand what he was saying, looking between Jeff, Matt and Reby for some sort of answers. "Not a baby just yet," Matt said taking you by complete surprise. "Does he think I'm pregnant? Do I look fat?" Reby chuckled shaking her head. "No he just wants another baby, he's already so bored of Wolfie." You shook your head, ruffling Maxel's hair. "Have a word though Maxel, I want a scrumptious bubba to look after," Jeff whispered into his ear, loud enough just so you could hear.

Kevin Owens - "Shall we play a game?" His mother asked as you all sat around the dinner table at his parent's home. "Sounds good mum," Kevin spoke on behalf of everyone else who sat silently. "What about who's most likely to?" Everyone nodded with intrigue. "I'll start, who's most likely to have a baby next?" You and Kevin straight away looked across at his sister and her husband, only to feel everyone else's eyes look at you. "Why us?" You protested, looking between them all. "You're so in love, and prepared, and so good with kids, how could it not be you two?" You looked at Kevin who looked at you, pecking his lips sweetly. "See!" His mother exclaimed, "the two of you are going to be the most beautiful mum and dad." You shook your head to hide your embarrassment, feeling Kevin's hand on your leg underneath the table reassuringly.

Randy Orton - "Do you realise what you're watching?" You looked up from your book as Randy walked into the room, sitting down beside you. On the screen was a documentary playing about all things childbirth. "I've just not turned it over from when the animal film that was on." He nodded, sipping from his tea, eyes still fixated. You pretended not to notice, looking up every now and then from the page to see his eyes still staring. "You can turn it over you know," you eventually plucked up the courage to say. "I know," he replied, turning to look at you. "It's actually quite intriguing though, it's always best to learn these things before it happens for real." "Oh so it's happening for real is it?" You teased, winking at him seductively. "Babe, with genes as good as ours, it would be cruel to the world to waste them," he smartly responded, placing his tea down to lean over and kiss you.

Roman Reigns - "You still feel ill?" You sighed, peering out from your blanket to see Roman already home. You nodded, too weak to even speak. "I'm seriously beginning to worry what is wrong with you now," he said, positioning himself beside you. "I'm sure it's just a cold," you whispered, coughing every few seconds. "What if you're not? What if you're...pregnant?" You shook your head, smiling at him. "I'm not pregnant, I know the pregnancy symptoms." He raised his eyebrow in surprise. "How do you know the symptoms of pregnancy?" You couldn't help but grin, a little out of humiliation, "I may or may not have done a little preparing for the future," you told him with your slightly nasally voice. "Why? What are you planning?" He asked, leaning forwards to kiss you, only for a strong sneeze to work it's way to you. You pushed him away quickly letting out your sneeze, looking at him apologetically, "sorry."

Sami Zayn - "Shall we head out tonight?" Sami asked looking up from his phone at you. "I fancy going for drinks." You sighed, frowning. "I'm not really in the mood, I'd prefer a quiet night in if I'm honest." He gave you a knowing look, you were never one to turn down drinks. "How come?" He asked, moving across to sit next to you. "I just think I need to moderate my drink a bit, slow down, I'm not as young as I once was." He nodded, placing his hand on your leg, running his thumb across it. "Is that it?" You smiled at him, reading him like a book. "Well, when we're parents we aren't gonna want to go out drinking, we'll have plenty of early nights on our hands with little ones." He nodded, leaning across to kiss you softly. "I know, and I simply cannot wait." You chuckled back, "so early night it is?" He thought for a few moments, then proceeded to begrudgingly nod his head.

Seth Rollins - "I swear living with you is like living with a child sometimes." Seth chuckled, sitting back whilst you moved around the living room, putting back all the books and films he'd been looking at. "If you think this is bad wait until we have kids." His comment didn't really register with you as you continued to stack. "We will have kids won't we?" He then asked, noticing your silence. "Yeah?" You replied in more of a question, turning to look at his sad eyes. You sympathetically smiled, walking over to sit beside him. "I think I can forgive three year olds for making a mess, thirty something year olds are just a little bit different." He nodded, he knew you were right, you were always right. "I could live in any sort of mess as long as I have you," he sweetly whispered into your ear. "Don't go getting any ideas," you replied. "I'm just letting you practice tidying up," he added, beating you.