Chasing Champions

Oh Fuck

Sarah POV:

It has been over two months since Layla had moved in with us, and it's been crazy to say the least. We had moved the home gym into the garage and made that her room and it had plenty of room for the baby too. Because in a less then a year now she will be 18 and her and Jett will have their own place. I was creeping close to my due date and honestly while I was scared of the normal things that come with having a baby I wasn't truly scared. The only thing that made me truly nervous was that the stalker had been quite for almost 2 weeks, making me wonder what he had planned. But I push that way as I stand next to Layla as we watch our boys race monster cup. 

Right now the 250s were out and Jett was leading, making Layla lean forward and bite her lip in nerves. As it turned out Layla was a lot like me in the regard of not blowing up while pregnant, at 5 months she doesn't have much of a bump yet, but in certain angles you could see it if not careful. They had both wanted to keep it on the down low, not cause they were ashamed or anything but they didn't want their baby to be in the spotlight before they had a choice if they wanted to. But it was getting harder and harder to hide, and I don't think it will last much longer seeing as how Layla wanted to be at every race. On the last lap a lapped rider crashed and just about cost Jett the race, but luckily the rider saw Jett coming and barely got out of the way in time, letting him keep his win. As Layla jumps up and starts cheering I couldn't help but join in. Then she takes off down the stairs and down onto the track and I knew someone was bound to figure out what they had been hiding with all the cameras and reporters that are known to look for a story. So running as fast at my 8 and a half month preggo self could I get there right in time to see them hug each other, and Jetts hand automatically rest on her bump. Slapping a hand to my face I sigh and lean back against a tuff block and mutter,

"Damn it guys, I am so not helping you out of this one."

I hear someone snort behind me and I turn to see Hunter looking mildly amused and say,

"Don't worry, if they need help I got it this time."

With a huff of a laughter I nod as we watch him walk onto the podium and be interviewed. After asking the normal post race questions the final question came,

"So Jett, you got anything to tell us? We all saw you hug your long time girlfriend Layla but we couldn't help but notice you lay a hand on a rather large bump for her. Are you two expecting?"

Hunter or I couldn't help the snort that left us as Jetts face turns red and he starts stuttering. I nudged Hunter to go help the poor boy before he passes out, with a laugh Hunter walks up to them and puts a arm around Jetts shoulder and says,

"Yes they are. And if any of you have a problem with that you will be answering to not only me, but our whole family as well. As you can tell it hasn't affected his racing at all. So please let them be."

As he pulls a relieved looking Jett off the stage Layla walks up to him and they start talking to each other softly as Hunter reaches me with a smirk asking,

"So, did I handle that like Meditator Sarah would."

I just shake my head with a smile,

"Yes you did, I probably would have gotten more defensive seeing as I'm way too grumpy to deal with that shit right now."

Right as Hunter wraps a arm around my shoulder I felt a sharp pain in my lower abdomen making me hiss in discomfort. I could see Hunter step in front of me as he looks at me in worry. After a few seconds it goes away and I give a slight smile and tell him,

"I'm fine, it's just getting closer to time so it's all getting ready. But I think I should really sit back down. I am supposed to be on rest right now, and me running after Layla to try and stop her didn't make me feel any better."