Ok so this is my first fic so bear with me! I'm not much of a writer but I have a fantastic imagination and creative tendency. (I'm a bit dyslexic.) I promise it will get better. This is mostly a bit of background. The next chapter will have more to it and more explanation. ENJOY AND REVIEW.

Characters: CM Punk/OC – Skylar Jackson/Christian

I OWN NOTHING BUT THE OC AND THE STORY. IT'S PG… FOR NOW….

Chapter 1

Skylar Jackson laid in bed and stared at the ceiling. She had been doing that for the past hour until her dog Max jumped in bed beside her and started licking her face. "Ok, ok Max, I get it!", she laughed, "let me get up and I'll feed you." She slowly sat up but then the feeling hit her quick and she dashed to the bathroom and threw up in the toilet. It had been the 5th time that week she had thrown up. "What the hell is going on…?", she said to herself out loud when Max walks into the bathroom and lays in her lap whimpering, knowing something is wrong.

Skylar was a sweet, brown haired beauty from Virginia Beach, VA. She was the Season 6 winner of WWE NXT. Being the only female in the competition, she worked hard and defeated the odds. She had always been the odd girl out growing up. She was a tomboy, always playing with the boys when she was little and was a huge fan of wrestling. She loved wrestling so much that she somehow convinced her mother of letting her start wrestling training when she was 16, her mom giving her an ultimatum of keeping her grades up or no wrestling. She'd been a short, athletic girl of 5' 6" and was one of the only girls in her wrestling classes. After she graduated from High School she moved to Louisville and joined, then WWE owned, OVW. She had only been there for a while before she went back home to Virginia Beach. Her grandfather, the only paternal figure she had ever had known in her life had Alzheimer's and the sight of him slowly forgetting everyone and his loved ones, slowed her drive to become a wrestler. When going over his will, she found a letter from her grandfather. She cried while reading it. She soon then returned to wrestling after a 2 year hiatus, heading down to Tampa to join the FCW roster. To this day, Skylar reads the letter he wrote before each match. He had given her, her drive back.

After showering and brushing her teeth, Skylar walked into the kitchen and checked her phone. Five missed calls... 3 texts… all from the same person. She bit her lip and returned the phone call. She smiled a bit when she heard the familiar Canadian accent. "You needed me sir?" she said in a flirtatious tone, a sly smile on her face.

"Yes I did. I needed to hear your voice. I miss you." The blonde Canadian sat at his kitchen counter. He had turned his life around. It had been a hard year since his nasty divorce from his ex-wife. He'd been in a slump but Sky somehow brightened his spirits.

"Well here I am," she giggled. "I sorta overslept and missed PT. Mike is gonna kill me tomorrow."

"I was wondering where you were. You usually don't miss therapy. Are you still feeling sick?"

She swallowed hard. "N-no. I'm fine. J-just a little stomach bug is all," she said biting her lip.

"You're lying."

"Am not."

"Yes you are. Your voice gets shaky and you stutter when you lie."

Damn, she thought to herself. He wasn't lying at all. He'd know her so well. Jay started working as one of the trainers for FCW when Sky returned to wrestling. He saw the talent that was possessed in the petite woman. She was all about business. He would tell Tom Pritchard, the head trainer, that she was something special.

"Um… s-sure….. Dammit."

"I'm coming over," he said, as he walked towards his closet and grabbed his keys.

"Come on Jay, you don't have to. I told you I'm fine."

"I'll be there in 10 minutes." *Click.*

Like clockwork, about 10 minutes later, Jay was at the door. Skylar opened it up and Jay immediately picked her up and hugged her. She groaned a little, holding her shoulder. He quickly apologized and put her down and kissed her softly.

"I told you not to come over," she said punching him playfully. He walked over to the couch and patted a spot right next to him. She walked over and sat there beside him and he ran his fingers through her curly, dark hair. She had been thinking to herself the whole time while Jay played with her hair It can't be… I can't be… what in the hell am I going to do? She bit her lip as she thought. "What's wrong Sky?" She shook her head and pulled her knees up to her chest, sobbing a little. Jay was confused and concerned all at the same time… He wanted to know what was going on with his girlfriend. He didn't feel comfortable knowing that there was something wrong with Sky. He simply said ok and wrapped his arm around her.

MORE OF THIS LATER. I KNOW IT'S CONFUSING (BAD) BUT IT'LL GET BETTER I PROMISE. I'LL TRY TO WRITE IT AND GET IT UP TOMORROW NIGHT OR THE NEXT DAY.

~CHELZ