Martin and Diane were dressed in very fine clothes. They dressed like they were heading to a movie premiere, not just taking in the sights of Paris. You had to look the part, after all, when you were famous. Rich approved of their choices and the trio was off. Rich wasn't a damn photographer but he wanted to make sure lots of candid pictures were taken of the newlyweds. He paid a teenage boy to take some pictures. First of the Hayes at the Louvre, then at the Eiffel Tower, and finally at a lovely little café. Martin would stop and chat briefly with fans that recognized him. However, the focus on the trip was to show the world how in 'love' they were.<br/><br/>Martin could play the part of the madly in love husband really well. He pretended the streets of Paris were a movie set and that Diane was his newest leading lady. It wasn't as easy for Diane to play the part. This life, the constant lies in public, it wasn't easy to put on the mask, yet. Martin and Rich both realized she wasn't much of a natural at it. Thankfully, Martin was a good enough actor to compensate for her.<br/><br/>After a day of sightseeing and picture taking, they headed back to the hotel. Rich grinned at Martin and Diane.<br/><br/>"I can't wait to get these developed. The papers back home will eat them up."<br/><br/>He was sure they'd make lots of money off the pictures. The more in love the world thought these two were in love, the more money they would make in the long run. Especially since it should keep people from learning about Martin's 'alternative' lifestyle. He told  Diane.<br/><br/>"You need to work on your acting, though. You're supposed to be in love, not-"<br/><br/>"She's new to it, Rich. She'll get the hang of it."<br/><br/>Martin reminded his agent, who shrugged.<br/><br/>"Yeah, true. Of course, things will get better once you two have a baby. Then she can be more focused on that."<br/><br/>Diane had been quiet listening to Rich go on about how great he thought the pictures would be. And she had chosen to ignore him insulting her acting skills. When he brought up a baby, she looked at him in shock.<br/><br/>"Wait-Baby? I never said-"<br/><br/>"Diane, the only thing that people love more then weddings are babies."<br/><br/>Martin frowned, he hadn't considered having a baby and the idea of creating one did not appeal to him.<br/><br/>"Rich, I'm not too sure about-"<br/><br/>"Well, if you two don't want to make one, I'm sure we can find one. There lots of unwanted babies that nuns take care of. I have no doubt we can find one that looks enough like both of you. We'll have to keep Diane out of the public eye for a while but it'll work out."<br/><br/>Rich said, he looked at his watch and realized he should get ready for his 'date' with that lovely lady he saw earlier. He stood up, with the camera in hand.<br/><br/>"We got plenty of time to figure that out."<br/><br/>"But I don't-"<br/><br/>Diane tried to speak up but Rich left before she could argue with him. Diane turned towards Martin with upset eyes.<br/><br/>"Martin, I didn't agree to this."<br/><br/>"I know but it-"<br/><br/>Martin tried to speak, but Diane cut him off.<br/><br/>"No! I didn't sign up for that. It's wrong to bring a child into this."<br/><br/>"Why? The child would have anything he or she could ever want. Any kid would be lucky to be ours."<br/><br/>Martin hadn't thought of being a dad, but Rich did have a point. Babies made even bigger news then weddings did. It would give Diane something to focus on anyway. People would question his manhood if he didn't someday have a kid with her. If Rich could find one, that would make it easier too.<br/><br/>"They wouldn't have two parents who love each other!"<br/><br/>Diane said, it wasn't right. Children should be brought into homes that were full of love. What kind of messed up view of the world would that child have if the kid realized the parents hadn't married for love? Plus, it wouldn't stop at one...Rich would just keep encouraging...As much she would have loved to be a mother, she didn't want Martin to be the man her children called 'dad'. Martin ran his hand through his blond hair.<br/><br/>"Look, Diane, no one expects you to be pushing a baby stroller around next month. It's just something to think about-"<br/><br/>"I don't need to think about it, Martin! The answer is no!"<br/><br/>Diane said, grabbing her purse and heading for the door. She needed to get away from him right now. She had agreed to be his wife and keep his secret. For her father she had been willing to live the rest of her life in a loveless marriage. At least through Martin, she could continue to pay off her father's gambling debts as he acquired them. She wouldn't have to worry about him ending up with a pair of cement shoes. But a baby or babies was not something she agreed to. It was wrong and she didn't want to hear anymore about it.<br/><br/>Martin grabbed Diane's arm.<br/><br/>"Diane, you're overreacting. Don't-"<br/><br/>"Let go of me!"<br/><br/>Diane yelled at Martin, slapping him across the face. Martin, who had been trying to control his temper, saw red when she slapped him. He let go of her arm in the surprise and then slapped her back.<br/><br/>"Don't you ever hit me again!"<br/><br/>He yelled at her and she kicked him in the shin when he tried to reach for her again.<br/><br/>"Fuck you!"<br/><br/>She said and before Martin could stop her, Diane threw the door open, slamming it shut behind her. Martin cursed and punched the door in response. He wanted to go after and remind he was her fucking husband and she had better fucking respect that. However, they didn't need their martial dispute heading out in the hallway, where others could see. Then all the lovey dovey pictures they just spent hours taking would be worth shit. Eventually, she'd come back anyway. She couldn't stay out of the hotel room forever.