Repost: If you read Someone save me, you know that I'm neurotic. Apparently there was a problem during the upload of this chapter and none of the changes saved. A few paragraphs were even duplicated. I've corrected it because I couldn't rest knowing it was that bad. Thanks for reading it anyway!

Shanny

Epilogue

It was early in the morning, she could tell. The birds were singing…I wish they'd shut the fuck up; the sun was shining through the window…The sun? What time is it? Britain rolled over to look at the clock. It was already 9:30. She attempted to lift herself into a seated position but found that difficult because her body was so sore. Dave wore her out. She couldn't help but to smile thinking about the night before. He hadn't given it to her like that in a very, very long time. Just thinking about it made her shutter and bite her bottom lip as she released a small grown.

She found her robe and put it on before she made her way down the hall. The house was quiet, where was everyone? She peeked her head in one of the rooms and saw Dave standing with his back to the door looking out of the window. "Why didn't you wake me up?"

He turned his head toward her voice and smiled. "I thought you could use some rest. You seemed pretty worn out."

She walked up behind him and rested her head on the tattoo of the dragon on his back. "What are you doing?"

Dave turned around and smiled. "Well, Mikey and I were discussing the fact that Peyton Manning is arguably the best quarterback in the NFL today." He adjusted the bundle in his arm and sat the bottle down on the table.

"Your Daddy's crazy isn't he? Everyone knows that Tom Brady is the best quarterback." Britain reached out and touched the hair of the little boy that Dave was holding. She looked with affection as he balled his little fist up close to his face as he slept.

"Do you have more milk in the freezer? We're all out up here."

She put her hand on her hip and rested her weight on one leg. "Already? Dave there were5 bottles in that fridge." She couldn't believe it. Before she went to sleep the night before there was enough milk to last until at least noon, now mysteriously there was none.

"Don't look at me…that was DJ."

She walked over to the crib and looked at the other sleeping baby. "Don't blame this on my son."

"It's breast milk. I don't want it."

"You weren't saying that last night." She smirked playfully, appreciating his smile.

Dave turned around to place the sleeping baby in his crib. "Well, that was different. I rather get it from the source than the bottle." He turned around to look at Britain standing at the other crib. "He'll be getting up soon. I fed him around 6."

"Going for the Father of the Year Award are we?" She reached into the crib and extracted the large baby. "You didn't drink all the milk did you? No…I bet Daddy did something to it."

"He's greedy. That child eats like he's got a tape worm."

Britain shook her head as she talked to the baby that starting to stir. "You take after Daddy don't you? He eats up everything in the big fridge too." She made her way to the rocker and loosened the tie on her rob. She watched as her son carefully moved his head around until he found her breast. He created a soft suction that she had grown use to. Britain let her eyes close while her son nursed.

Getting pregnant was easier than they thought it would be; staying pregnant proved to be the challenge. One of the side effects from the hormone shots was the possibility of a multiple birth. Dave and Britain were beyond ecstatic when they found out they were having twins. But the stress of carrying two babies in her already weakened uterus proved to be too much. At 25 weeks she had a procedure done to sew and pack her cervix to make sure she wouldn't deliver early. She had been on bed rest for the remainder of her pregnancy.

Britain had always dreamed that pregnancy would be amazing; it fucking sucked. She didn't have morning sickness or anything like that, but both of those babies seemed to love her bladder. All she did was go to the bathroom a thousand times a day…that and eat everything that wasn't nailed down. Peeing and eating coupled with bed rest made being pregnant the worst time in her life. She couldn't have sex, she could only be on her feet for 2 hours a day, Dave was working more so he could get time off…it was the pits. But at 35 weeks, her body gave out. Her babies were born via emergency C-section.

Dave knew exactly what Jeff and Chase went through when he found out that his babies were being born early. Luckily, both were strong and healthy and neither had to stay in the hospital. But Britain was another story. Immediately after the birth of the twins, she had a hysterectomy. She would never be able to have any more of his children. Her body couldn't take it; those babies wore her down.

Dave stood over Britain's hospital bed holding a little bundle in his arms. "This big guy is the oldest." He smiled as he sat down with the baby and placed him on Britain's chest.

"He looks just like you." She couldn't stop smiling. He was a little thing, 6 ¾ pounds of beauty. He had wavy black hair, Dave's tan skin and Dave's eyes. She instantly fell in love with him. He was a miniature version of her husband "I want to name him David. David Johan…after the two most important men in my life."

"I like that. You like that DJ?" Dave smiled at the baby who was desperately trying to figure out how to get his entire fist in his mouth. He was a lot bigger than his twin; Dave guessed that he was the one that made Britain eat like food was going out of style.

"Where's the other baby?"

Dave stood and removed another bundle from the other basinet in the room. "He's a little guy. But I think he's beautiful. You look like your Mommy." He placed the second baby on her chest and made faces when the baby made faces at him.

Britain looked at her youngest son, who was only 5 minutes younger than her first. He did look like her. He had Dave's complexion and black wavy hair like his brother, but he had her angular face and her grey eyes. He was smaller than DJ, only 5 1/2 pounds and unlike his older brother who was 19 inches long, this baby was only 17. "Well seeing as how your middle name is Michael…I guess he looks a Michael too." They had chosen names for girls, they picked out a name for a boy and a girl, they had even played around with names for boys…but neither of those children looked like the names they came up with. "Now he needs a middle name." For the life of her, she couldn't think of one.

Dave touched his son's hand and smiled. "What about Christopher…for the child that you lost?"

Britain could feel the tears well in her eyes. "Michael Christopher. I like that."

"I feel like the Dairy Queen." She laughed as the greedy baby continued to eat. Since their birth 10 weeks ago, that's all she did. Partial hysterectomy or not, those boys wanted milk… all the time. "I swear this is all I do. I have never pulled my boobs out so much in my life."

Dave laughed. "But they look great." He would be lying if he said that he didn't appreciate Britain's post baby physique. Her breasts were fuller, her hips seemed rounder, she was even sexier to him; if that were possible. In fact the night before he showed her just how much he appreciated her new body, over and over and over again.

"Tu Papi repugnante. Todo lo que él piensa es alrededor sexo." Your Daddy's nasty. All he thinks about is sex. Britain spoke in a high pitched voice to DJ whose heavy lids were slowly closing now that his belly was full.

"English…speak English to my boys. That's all I need is not to be able to understand what the hell they're talking about either."

She looked at DJ as she hoisted him up on her shoulder. "Well how else are we going to talk about Daddy so he doesn't know what we're saying about him? We have to have some secrets, right?" She nodded and smiled as she patted his little back. "Have you talked to Chase?"

Dave stretched, he was tired. He had been up with the boys for three hours just so Britain could sleep. "Yeah. They decided to drive down because of the altitude and Cami's ears. Jeff didn't think she could handle a flight yet. They should be here around noon." He walked over to his wife and kissed her lips softly. "I'm gonna lay down for an hour. Can you handle them?"

She nodded. She had only been able to move around and help for a few weeks now. But she was feeling great and looking forward to what was to come.

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Jeff looked like the walking dead when they arrived at Dave's house. He was tired from the drive and all he wanted was to take a nap. Somehow, he had gotten strapped with the bags and Cami in his arms. "Hey." He greeted Britain with a kiss on her cheek. "You look great."

"Thanks…you look like shit."

"I'm tired. What time do we have to be at the church?" He handed Cami over to Britain and watched the way his daughter pulled on her hair.

"Not until four. My family's coming in around 2 and I think Maddy's here, but she's at Randy's. We don't have to leave until 3:30." Britain smiled at Cami and waved her hand at the plump little girl in her arms.

Cami had come through a lot. She was healthy, she was happy and she was beautiful. Just looking at her, you wouldn't know that she went through so much when she was born. You wouldn't think that Jeff had anything to do with her because she looked so much like Chase; all except the eyes. At 18 months old, Cami was learning to walk, albeit a little late, but she was a preemie. She had blonde hair that was pulled up in two little pig tails on the side of her head, that cleverly hid the hearing aid attached to her head and she had this little face that made you want to eat it. She had pudgy hands and dimples…she was the cutest little girl in all of North Carolina and Florida combined.

"There's my Pebbles." Dave said as he came the stairs. He kissed Chase on the side of her head and shook Jeff's hand before taking Cami out of Britain's arms. "How was the drive Princess?"

"Long." Chase said with a smile. "Poor Jeff did the whole thing without stopping." She turned to Jeff and rubbed his back. "Why don't you lie down? I got Cami."

"You sure?"

Chase nodded. As soon as he turned to leave, Cami started to cry and reach out for him. Chase signed as she spoke to her daughter. "Daddy's going to take a nap." Cami didn't seem to care. She was a daddy's girl and she wanted her daddy.

"You wanna go with me?" Jeff signed and asked at the same time. He reached for the little girl and kissed her cheek before walking up the stairs to take a nap.

Dave turned to Chase and hugged her. "How's she doing?'

"Good." Chase answered happily. "She's still seeing the occupational therapist and we got her enrolled in signing classes. She's trying to learn how to talk. She says 'Da' which we think is Daddy, but that's about it. The doctor says her hearing is about 40 percent, so she can hear some stuff, but it'll be hard to get her to talk. More than likely she'll sign."

It was good news, considering. As they made their way in the kitchen the monitor went off. Dave sighed and headed back up the steps to see which boy wanted something now.

"How are the boys?"

"Fat." Britain laughed. "God, all they do is eat and sleep. They're like having two more Dave's." She watched as Dave brought both of her son's down to the kitchen. It was rare that they were up at the same time. Those boys were nothing alike. DJ was the lazy one, all he did was sleep. Mikey was the nosy one, his little grey eyes were always open searching for something. Usually, when one was asleep the other was not. When one was hungry the other wanted entertainment. No matter what they tried, they could not get those boys on the same schedule.

"I can't believe I have two little brothers. They're younger than their niece." Chase laughed at the irony as she took Mikey from Dave's arms. "But you're so cute." She made the little baby voice when she spoke to her brother.

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"We're gonna be late." Maddy said trying to reject Randy's advances. That's not true, she wasn't trying to reject him, but she was pretending to try to reject his advances. "We have to be at the church by 3:30."

"We got time." Randy wiggled his brow and started to suck on her neck. He hadn't seen her in almost a month. Having her away at college while he traveled was hard. She couldn't join him on the road most times because of class or exams or she was rehearsing for a play. Plus she decided to pledge a sorority, so she never seemed to have time for him. "Come on. Do you know how hot I am?"

She laughed as his mouth took large gulps of her neck. "Smokin' hot." She missed him. She hated that she couldn't see him regularly. But this week was Easter break and that meant 10 days of nothing but Randy. 10 days of nothing but naked bliss, being with Randy, seeing his smile, drooling over his muscles, hearing the way he said her name. It would be 10 days in heaven. She couldn't wait. She allowed him to remove her clothes but not before he promised they wouldn't be late for the church.

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John sat on the pew of the church looking around. He really didn't care what X was talking about. What the fuck is Baby's Breath? "Ma…I don't care what kind of flowers you want. Buy 'em all. Just tell me when I have to show up and how fly you want me to look."

"Pendejo. I'm only getting married one time and it's going to perfect. So if I want to discuss flowers with you, you're going to pretend to be interested." Christina rolled her eyes and returned to her conversation with Ave. "So what kind of flowers do you think I should have?"

Ave shrugged. "I'm with Papi. I don't care. Besides, you guys aren't getting married for like another 6 months. We have plenty of time."

"Six months is nothing. Do you know how much stuff I have to do in that time? I still need a gown, you need a gown. We need to find a reception site; we haven't picked a caterer, mainly because somebody likes everything he eats." She rolled her eyes at John when he poked his tongue out at her.

John walked over to her and held out her hand. "I may like every food there is, and have no idea what any other flowers but roses are; but you gotta admit, I got great taste in jewelry…that's fat rock on your finger." He smiled; he knew how much she adored that ring. And if he could, he would give her trinkets like that everyday to show her how much he loved her. So what she Bridezilla, once they were married that would all be over.

She looked at her finger with affection and whispered in his ear. "You're still getting payments in the bedroom for this ring."

"I know. I wonder what your gonna do when you see your wedding band." He leaned over and kissed her softly ignoring the vomiting sounds that Ave made. As he pulled away from X's lips, he poked his tongue out at his little girl. "Wait one day you gonna find a mack and you gonna be actin' all pressed like your moms."

"I'm not pressed." X said folding her arms across her chest.

John made a whip sound and laughed. "You whipped Ma. You know it."

"You're whipped."

"You damn right."

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Randy, Maddy, Ave, Hunter, Stephanie, their son Jack and daughter Aurora, Jeff, Chase, Cami, Alli and even Emily all sat in the same pew. Across from them sat Johan, Mia, Britain's brother Croix, and her grandparents. They all looked toward the alter with a smile on their face.

Britain held Mikey and Dave held DJ, they watched as Jericho and Jess, John and Christina took their vows as Godparents to their sons. This was the day that Britain had wanted for so long. She had her family and friends surrounding her, just like they did at their wedding. Everyone was joined to see her children get baptized and she listened to the priest speak with tears in her eyes.

"David and Michael Batista, I now baptize you in the name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit." As the priest ran the water over their heads both babies started to cry. Britain and Dave laughed, both feeling the same joy and elation that their sons were now protected and completely loved. They listened as those in attendance clapped and accepted their hugs and well wishes to their children. This day was perfect.

The reception ended in a big cookout at the Batista house. As usually Chef-Boy-R-Dave was on the grill. This time there was no longer a boys table and girls table, but one big table that everyone sat around. Maddy sat next to Randy. X sat on John's lap. Chase sat with Jeff's arms around her. Stephanie sat close to Hunter. And Ave played with the children. It was picture perfect scene and Britain admired it as she wrapped her arms around Dave. They noticed how the conversations were not about underwear and sports like they had always been before, but now everyone talked about marriage and babies. Things certainly had changed since the last time they were all together. "I love you."

"You better." He smiled before kissing her. He watched his family with affection and couldn't have been happier at that very moment.

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Chase looked at her wedding band and smiled. It hardly seemed like they had been married for a year already. Their beach wedding was beautiful just like she imagined and the honeymoon in Venice was even better then when they vacationed there. She was happy, but still something was missing.

"Jeff?"

"Hmm?" He was trying to sleep. He was exhausted. That little nap he had earlier with Cami didn't help, mainly because she found playing with his necklace and hair more exciting than sleeping.

"Let's have another baby." She had been thinking about it for awhile. She wanted more children.

Jeff smiled. "Really?"

"I don't want Cami to be an only child. She needs a brother or sister." Chase straddled Jeff's waist and looked at him with big blue eyes.

"You just miss your papa bear, don't you?" He placed his hands on her hips. "You're serious? You want another baby?" He smiled when she nodded. "Well hell, we can start right now." He sat up and attacked her. He couldn't get her undressed fast enough. Who cares if they were in Dave's house. Dave didn't know about the last time they were there, if they were quiet, he wouldn't know about this one. "I love you, Chase."

"I love you too."

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It had been a busy day for all. Dave and Britain were graced with quiet when her parents took the boys back to their hotel to keep them for the night. Cami was at Emily's and Jeff and Chase were already asleep, Maddy was at Randy's…they virtually had the house to themselves.

"I'm just gonna say goodnight." Dave said as he kissed Britain softly and watched the seductive way she walked into the bedroom. This day had been one that would forever be in his memory. Life didn't get much sweeter and God knows when all that drama was going on, he didn't think they'd ever come this far. "You better be ready when I come back in this room. No babies…no interruptions. I plan on keeping you up all night long."

Britain giggled that giggle that drove him wild. "That's my big boy."

Dave made haste as he walked down to Chase room. He knocked softly and slowly opened the door. "Princess? " They were at it again. "Oh God! Oh hell no!"

"Daddy!" Chase yelled as she tried to cover herself. Why was it that when it just getting good, he walked in her room?

"Shit." Jeff sighed with his head in the bend of Chase's neck. There's not much else one can say, when you get caught ass up by your father-in-law.

Britain ran into Chase's room and laughed. "Sorry." She led Dave back to their room and watched as he paced the floor. "Davey, they're married…they have a kid. How do you think they made her?"

"I don't know. I don't want to ever know that." He sat on the bed with hands covering his eyes. "Oh God. I can't take this. My children are having sex." He looked like he wanted to cry and was annoyed by Britain laughing at him.

He would never change, and she was glad of that. With her bottom lip poked out, she walked over to him and sat on his lap. She couldn't stop laughing at the way he hugged her and whined about seeing Jeff bang his daughter, again. He was acting like a big baby, but it didn't matter. He was her big baby and she loved him for it.

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For something to be perfect means that there are no mistakes; but everything has the potential to break if not carefully handled. Perfect things like perfect people don't really exist. We can get close to perfection, but if you don't take the time to maintain and cultivate, then that which was once perfect has the potential to become flawed.

Relationships are not one sided and people make mistakes. No matter how perfect things may seem, they must be paid attention to, they must be worked on, and they must be maintained to remain perfect. None of these people were perfect; none of their relationships were either. But they all had one thing in common; through their flaws they learned to forgive, they saw something better in themselves because of those they loved. They learned that they needed to put their all into the relationships they had and their efforts all went to, maintaining perfection.

Fin.

Author's Note: This has been a blast to write. I never dreamed that the sequel would be so much more popular than the original. Thank you for putting up with this crazy ride. I don't know if this is the end of the series, but I'm always open to the possibilities. I am working on Flawless which is the prequel to Perfect…the story of how Britain and Dave got together and Age is Just a Number, which is the Maddy/Randy story by request…I think I know what I want to do with it. It may have some X and John in it too. I'm sure these characters will resurface in their story because they are so closely intertwined. There may be more for these couples in the future…I don't know. But know that I love them all and I love having them as my muses.

Now to my reviewers, I am in awe. If I leave anyone out it's not intentional, it's just hard to remember everyone. If I forgot someone, I'm sorry…I love you, I appreciate you and I am grateful to you all:

Lil' Miss Cena, Tanya, Kara, Loosingmymind2, Buffvamp, Enigmatic Lotus Leaf, Mrs. Jeff Hardy, NYChick4, Nefertina-Shanf, AandAmom, Princess Mel, Takers-Angel123, Gurl42069, Raw Ambition, Nikki, We Miss You Trish, Matty1, Katy, SRC, Wrestlemania21, Dramaqueen 54, Super G and ElizabethxAnne…I write for you. Thank you so much for your support and I hope that you loved this story as much as I loved writing it. You make it all worth it!

Be Easy!

Xoxoxoxo

Shannon