Your Having A Bastard!

Joe stared in shock at the doctor, there was no way what he was saying was true. Kofi was beside him, holding his hand. The same frown of his face.
Joe was pregnant and the baby was not his.
Who was the father?
Windham Rotunda, that's who.
When the doctor was done explaining the pregnancy to them, Kofi pulled his lover to the car.
"Damnit Joe." He cursed, he grit his teeth. Joe was stunned, he didn't notice he was crying until Kofi sighed and wiped his eyes before pulling him to his chest.
"Its okay..."
"B-But im pregnant with his b-baby!" Joe cried.
"Hey....." They cold keep it, Kofi didn't mind, he was sure they would have one of there own but it was a baby of Joe's and it wasn't fair for then to decide to kill the poor baby.
"We will keep it, ill raise it as my own baby...its okay."
Joe just sobbed. "I-I can't ask you to do that!"
Kofi shook his head. "You didn't, But I want to baby."
Joe looked up at him. "Really?"
"Really....."
They were having a bastard.

Tristan just so happened to be in the hospital that day. Last night, his fuck of the day was Cena and he was there making sure he had not caught any shit. He noticed joe in one of the rooms and was going to say hi but he paused outside the door. His eyes widened as he heard the conversation. He covered his mouth to stifle the gasp and ran out to his car, already pulling out his cellphone. Husky had to know about this.

Joe and Kofi had went back home and had a long talk. They were going to keep the baby and they were still talking about telling Husky. Joe didn't know what to do but he had Kofi for support even if he didn't deserve it.

"Hello?" Husky answered his cellphone.
"WINDHAM! I have some important shit to tell you!" Tristan exclaimed. Husky groaned but was now worried. Tristan only called him Windham when it was important.
"What?"
"Joe is fucking pregnant!"
"Yeah? And?"
"It ain't Kofi's! It's YOURS!"
"Holy fuck..." The phone fell from Husky's hand and clattered to the floor.

Joe was pouting. Kofi had to go do a taping for Smack Down which left him all alone. He was at a small dinner in Times Square. His stomach wasn't very big yet but there was a forming baby bump. He didn't wanna be fat...

Tristan was now at Husky's place, trying to get him to snap out of it. Husky was staring into nothing.
Joe was having his child...
"Just call him for god's sake." Tristan groaned. He picked up Husky's phone and called Joe.

Joe groaned and answered his phone without looking at the caller ID.
"Hello? If it's Jake I told you, to get AIDS you have to fuck someone who has them. Like Daniel Bryan."

Tristan gave a small giggle.
"No, it's Tristan..."

Now Joe was a bit alarmed. "Hi Tristan? Do you need something?"

"Errr... I don't... someone else does." He held the phone up to Husky.
"For the love of god, talk Husky."

Joe blinked athis phone.
"Hello? Tristan?"
What in the hell?

"Hold on Joe. He's being stubborn." He turned to Husky. "If you don't talk i will RAPE you." Tristan hissed. "Gah! Fuck it. Joe, Husky knows."

Oh shit.....
"Huh? What do you mean? What does he know?"
Oh shit.....

"You're pregnant. And he is the father." Tristan said rather bluntly.

Joe paused, before letting out a sigh. "And?" So what? It didn't matter.

"Well..." Tristan wasn't sure. "He hasn't really said anything. He hasn't spoken since I told him... I think he's in shock."

"Well Woopdie damn doo, tell him to either talk, come see me, or leave me alone." Joe rolled his eyes. He was a moody, pregnant, bitch cow.

"Were you just not going to tell him? You weren't going to tell him that you're having HIS baby?" Tristan was getting ticked off.

Joe growled. "You listen to me, this is more complicated then you know. So you fucking calm your loose ass down, or I hang up the phone. Im not in the mood to talk to your annoying ass anyways. Im pregnant and im dangerous."

Husky reached over and covered the phone with his hand.
"Ask him what room he's in. I'm coming."
Tristan sighed.
"What room number are you? Husky's coming over. He wants to talk in person apparently."

Joe bit his lip. "Im in room 143 on the third floor of the Plaza." He sighed and snaped his phone shut. He paid for his meal and caught a taxi back to his room.

Husky walked up to Joe's room. Most of the RAW superstares were at the same hotel.
He took a deep breath as he knocked on the door.

Joe quickly opened it, he greeted Husky with a small smile. He moved so he could come in.
"Hi Windam...."

"Hi..." Husky sighed as he walked in and turned to face Joe. "So... it's true?"

Joe sighed but gave a small nod. "Yes, its true....im pregnant...The baby is yours.."