This Life of Sin

Chapter 5


The couple had been in the police Chief's office for less than half an hour before Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley stalked out of the office. It was as plain as day to anyone that came across her that she was not happy. It didn't matter that the complaint against her and her husband wasn't going to be pursued further, at least on the police end, or that nothing official was going to happen. The businesswoman was still livid.

Hunter followed his wife with a sigh, knowing there wasn't going to be much he could do to calm her; especially now. He knew there was only one-way for his wife to ease up and that's be getting Shawn Michaels out of their city. The task would be infinitely harder then it appeared. Considering he'd been gone for 10 years now and now he was back and considering his first move was to taunt himself and Stephanie; he had no doubt he was going to get run out that easily.

Eventually he caught up with his wife at their car. Stephanie stood there, hand pressed to her hip and the other squeezing the door handle tightly. He could see the tension seeping off of her in waves, her lips pressed tightly together and her eyes squeezed shut.

"Stephanie," he murmured as he stepped closer, one hand reaching out to grasp the hand on the door handle and the other settling over her hip. "Sweetheart, calm down, okay? You can't let him get to you, not now," he whispered to her, giving her hands a gentle squeeze.

It was several long minutes before she started to speak. "How? How can I not let him get to me after what he did Hunter? I don't care if it's been 10 years! I hate him. I hate him so much and I want him dead. Dead, Hunter," she insisted aggressively, eyes finally opening, tears gathered in her eyes.

"I know baby. I know you do, but you've gotta calm down for me. Alright? Getting this worked up isn't good for you. It isn't going to help anything either," he told her softly, trying to keep her calm.

Stephanie had a temper like her fathers, quick and fiery. It had come as a bit of a surprise then when he realized he could calm her down so easily. Her and her father alike; it was a quality that had served him well over the years now. The McMahons let their emotions rule, none more so then Stephanie and her father Vince.

He watched as she thought over his words, letting them sink in before nodding slowly. She took in a shaky breath, trying to breathe deeply as she focused on his eyes. She knew he was right as much as it annoyed her to admit it at the moment. Getting worked up right now was not a good idea but it was hard not too when she was angry right now.

But how could she not be angry and stressed when the man that had almost destroyed her was back? It didn't matter that it had been a decade. What he'd done was unforgivable in her books and she hadn't been able to make him pay back then. She sure as hell though was going to make him pay for it now.

"I know," she murmured softly, "I know it's not healthy right now. I just feelā€¦sick to my stomach Hunter. I can't stand the thought of him being around; not right now and now when our children could be in danger again," she told him, lifting her hand from the door handle and lacing their fingers together, giving a gentle squeeze.

"I doubt you feel sick just because of that, babe," Hunter joked, trying to lighten the mood. The unimpressed look he received from his wife told him she wasn't amused. "Let's just go home okay? No work for either of us today, alright? Just a meeting with your father, that'll beā€¦interesting, to say the least," he spoke, smiling at her, trying to keep his calm even over his own anger he felt. He leant forward, pressing a quick kiss to her lips before letting go of her hand and opening the door for her. He smiled as she slipped in quietly, without a word, knowing she was probably exhausted from the morning already.

Hunter made his own way around the car after closing the door behind her. He climbed into his side of the car, starting it quickly. He pulled out of the parking lot, glad to have the police station behind them.


All morning it felt as if Stephanie had been on her knees, in front of the toilet and doing nothing but throwing up. She thought it was ridiculous; she'd barely been eating, her vomit nothing more then stomach acid and bile at this point yet she couldn't stop herself. She looked and felt like shit and she didn't know why Hunter was insisting on throwing this silly gathering when it was plainly obvious to everyone that she was pregnant.

But no, Hunter liked to do things big and despite how she felt at the moment, it was one of the things she loved about him.

"Babe?" she heard his voice call out from down the hall. She groaned faintly, not even sure if he'd heard her but she was drained and she knew he'd find her eventually. She didn't have time to think anymore as she felt herself gag, retching into the toilet bowl, keeping her hair back behind her shoulder and out of her way.

Hunter had only been home 10 minutes when he heard vomiting and he tried not to smirk as he realized where his new wife probably was. She was 10 weeks pregnant and it seemed like all she'd been doing was throwing up for the last few weeks. He hated that she was getting so sick but he was sure it'd eventually pass, the doctor had told them it usually did.

Still, he wiped the smirk off his face as he entered the bathroom, knowing she'd probably throw something at him if she thought her getting sick amused him. Pushing open the door he sighed; she was sat lazily against the tiled floor, hunched over the toilet. She looked fucking miserable.

"Been here long?" he asked, stepping forward and crouching down beside her. His hand dropped to her back, rubbing gently as his other hand moved up to hold her hair back. "You feeling better?" Hunter whispered softly, leaning forward to look at her as she pulled back from the toilet, wiping a hand over her mouth.

Once Hunter established she was done he reached over her to flush the toilet, shifting to stand up, pulling her up with him. He frowned a little as she sunk against him, head nuzzling into his shoulder and arm wrapping loosely around his waist. Hunter led her out of the bathroom and towards their bedroom, laying her down to rest.

"I feel like shit," she mumbled as she snuggled into their large bed, turning on her side to look up at her husband. Hunter chuckled a little at her words.

"I know babe. But it's only because you're growing our baby in there. You won't be sick for much longer and it'll definitely be worth it once our baby is born," he told her with a smile, leaning down to press a kiss to the top of her head.

"It better. Or she's grounded until she's 30," she mumbled, amused.

"She?" he countered, an eyebrow raised at her words.

"Yeah," she nodded, hand drifting to her slightly swollen stomach. "I have a feeling it's going to be a girl," she murmured, grinning tiredly up at her husband.

"Yeah? Well let's hope she looks like you then," he chuckled, "Wouldn't want her getting my nose, that's for sure," he snorted, hand moving to rub over her stomach, hoping the small joke would make her feel even just the littlest bit better.

"She'll be beautiful no matter what," she told him softly, looking up at him with a smile.

"Of course she will. She'll be our daughter, how could she not?" he snorted cockily, grinning down at her. "Just rest though, okay? Sleep. I'll get the party sorted and handle everything today. If you need anything, just call me baby. I'll be here in a heartbeat," he told her sweetly, leaning down and kissing her cheek sweetly.

"I will. Thank you Hunt, I love you," Stephanie replied with a happy smile.

"I love you too Steph. You and our little princess," he told her as he stood up and started to make his way out of their bedroom.

"Or Prince!" she chimed in with a light laugh, watching him head towards their bedroom door.

Hunter stopped at the door with a laugh, nodding his head as he winked at her playfully, "You're right or our little Prince."


AN: I know it's been a long time, but here's another chapter. Finally. I've had such a terrible bout of writers block, one that's been afflicting me for...well a year now. But I'm slowly and finally starting to get over it which I'm extremely grateful for.

I'm definitely still working on my other fics; ABM and If You Should are the next mains to focus on. The next ABM chapter is half written at the moment, but I'm having more muse for If You Should, so we'll see how that goes.

I'm sorry it's been taking me so long but please, read and review! :) LT.