Over the next two weeks Sasha got into a fight with her new #1 Contender for her Womens Title which just so happened to be Mickie James who had severed ties with Alexa Bliss just a week before. And I started a heated championship rivalry with Roman for the Universal Title.
On the 13th of March Sasha and I were given a few days off to attend our second appointment with Dr. Phillips.

"Well, welcome back Mr. Boyce, Miss Kaestner. And you know the drill." Sasha rolled up her 'Man Of  A Thousand Faces' T exposing her slightly bigger stomach. "Now, lets check on your baby." Same as last time. the doctor squirted a dollop of lubricant then spread it around with the wand. "Okay. There it is. And...everything looks fine. Now are you limiting your physical activity?" He asked.
"More and more with each passing week. But Daniel and I are pro wrestlers with the WWE so it will be rather difficult reducing the physicality of what we do."
"Well are you going to stop for a while?"
"Yes, Mercy's last match for a while will be in a couple weeks at Fastlane. After that she'll be either on the road still with me or at home with her mother staying at our place."
"Okay. Well, like I said everything is fine and once again if you guys can come in three weeks from now. It would be great and by then I would think that we should be able to tell if its a boy or girl."
"Okay thanks doc." I smiled as he wiped off the lube with a towel off Sasha's stomach and off the wand.

When we got back to work we updated Steph on the progress and that the doctor wanted Sasha to be out of the ring after Fastlane until the baby is born. After we told Stephanie, she told us that she'd arrange for the proper time off for her after Fastlane.

Anyway we continued with making promos and doing the necessary stuff to promote her match for Fastlane and my main event for Wrestlemania but for Fastlane. Dean Ambrose was my chosen opponent for  Fastlane. Back to the matter at hand.
All the promos came to a head at Fastlane.

At Fastlane the entire backstage was buzzing with the fact that this would be Sasha's last match for quite a while. But what the real buzz was that there was a possibility that Roman would interfere in my match against Dean.
That must have been a laughable headliner for the posters.
'The Lunatic Fringe versus The One Man Asylum.'

Sasha and I were in our locker room watching the first matches of the night on the monitor. "You ready to drop your title babe?" I asked.
"Well, even if I don't want to. I don't want to put our baby at risk." She cuddled up closer to me on the couch in our locker room
"Well, regardless.  Just remember that I love you and that I'll love our baby just as much." I wrapped my left arm around her shoulders and rubbed her stomach with my right hand.
"Sasha. Your up next." A tech said as he came in and left just as quickly.
"Ohh, do I have to." I grinned at her faux whining.
"Yes. Because it's the doctors orders that you do very little or no physical activity after tonight." I reminded her.
"I hate it when you repeat what the doctor says." She smiled as she crossed her arms in front of her chest. Then got up and put her entrance attire on and before she left the locker room she walked up to me leaned down and said, "Behave yourself while momma's gone." I grinned at her joke.
"Yes, mother." I replied. "Good luck babe." I kissed her and she flung the RAW Women's Championship over her right shoulder and headed out to the gorilla. I watched the entire match on the monitor and like she said. She kept it a close contest but ultimately lost on purpose. In other words she dropped the title to Mickie.
Once she got back to the locker room I got up and hugged her. "That was a great match babe."
"Now it's your turn. Win it for me and the baby." She grinned as she kissed me for two minutes.
"You know I will." I smiled as I picked up torn jacket and headed to the gorilla but not before kissing Sasha one more time and saying, "I love you."
"I love you too."
I got to the gorilla and was met by Dean Ambrose. "Hey, Daniel. Buddy."
"Dean." I grinned. "Rumor has it that Roman is supposed to interfere in our match."
"No. I asked him not to because I want to make sure I can beat you or lose to you fairly."
"Thanks for that." I smiled. Dean headed out after his music hit. I watched his entrance from the gorilla on the monitor and once he was ready my entrance music which this time was 'Sweet Dreams' by Marilyn Manson. And I made my unhinged entrance swatting at anything that moved even slapped a few fans hands along the way to the ring. My 'Beast' persona at it's finest. Kind of like George 'The Animal' Steele but once that bell rang the cuddly and nice side fell away to a violent, unrelenting and uncompromising savage took over.

20 minutes into the match...
Dean and I had been trading the lead of the match for close to the last ten minutes at least. But I raked his eyes and dragon suplexed him seven times before switching to the chimera suplex and I did four of those and stomped to a corner and waited. Dean got up and was immediately decapitated by a viscious lariat from me. I took his head off with a lariat one last time before picking him up and slapping on the cobra clutch. He tried to get out of it but it devolved courtesy of his attempts to get out of it into an anaconda vise looking submission. He passed out with in seconds. The ref lifted his hand three times and when it fell a third time the ref called for the bell and I released the hold. I laid on my back for a few seconds and slowly got to my feet and extended my hand to Dean and he took it and we shook hands, hugged and raised our hands in the air, then made our way to the back.

When I got to our Sasha and I's locker room. Sasha got up and kissed me and hugged me tightly against her. "Come on daddy. Time to go home for our wedding."
"Right behind you." I smiled as we gathered our stuff and headed home and got prepped for our wedding.  Which would be held the following Wednesday.