A/N A little story about Punk, I miss him and his pipe bombs
Disclaimers: I do not own WWE or any superstars I just wish I did
Chapter 1
Phillip (jack) and not Jill
Oh my god he's driving me crazy I mean don't get me wrong I love him to death, ooh wait death maybe I could plot his death...make it look like an accident hmmmm?! oh fuck wait what am I doing where was I? Oh yeah I love him but he is driving me nutso who would have thought that having him home with me would be like this all work and no play make jack a dull boy yeah well no work and all play make Phil(-lip Jack) an annoying boy.
I'll start from the beginning...
Hi! My name is Caitlyn and I'm a WWE diva and I'm married to the one and only Phillip Jack Brooks aka CM Punk that's right I'm Mrs Punk yay good for me and all that jazz right.
We got married after dating for only about a year but we had known each other for alot longer than that it started when I was out with an injury and we bumped into each other and the rest as they say is history we went to dinner and he took me to baseball games and before I knew it I had moved to Chicago to be with him while I re-habbed my neck from surgery.
It was a dreary day outside but the WWE universe were still queuing outside to get inside the quick n loans arena in (not so sunny) Boston it was days like this when I knew what i did was worth it I mean some of these guys were soaked to the bone from rain and yet the smiles never left their faces they were still cheering and chanting my husbands name being one of the most popular, they loved him because he spoke his mind and never bowed to anyone not even the almighty Vincent Kennedy Mcmahon, whch was why people loved him so much I still remember when they gave him the mic and let him shoot on anything he wanted sitting at the top of the ramp indian style and just breaking the 4th wall and breaking bariiers this was one of the things that made me fall for him he is just so brutally honest (sometimes too honest) that you know he's telling the truth so when you ask him "do I look fat in this" and he says "no" you know you're golden.
Anyways so that's how I fell for him the day that he asked me to marry him was just like any other day really we got up, went for a run then over a baseball game and some popcorn he threw a box at me and said "hey I think we should get married" now it may not sound romantic but it was perfect I hate all that sappy notebook movie crap and Phil knows this so it really was the Phil way to do things, we got married in a court house I never wanted a big wedding just my girlfriends, my mom and dad and brother and nephew and phil just wanted Chez, Chaleen and his adoptive family and of course Scotty (aka Mr Colt Cabana) so that's what we did I wore a white dress he wore a grey suit minus the jacket and bells and whistles, which leads us to about 6 months later we were at a RAW! taping and after the match ( I was the valet of the shield) I kinda started feeling a little weird and lightheaded and that's when I blacked out, I came too when Dr Amann was shining a light in my eyes and I told him to knock it off or I would shove that little penlight down his throat, I've been spending way too much time with that husband of mine so I ended up at the hospital coz I hit my head and these days anytime you knocked your head you went for a CT scan, So at the hospital I'm sitting with Phil who is worried to death my legs over his while I'm cuddled in to his side - say what you will about the man he was like the best giant teddy bear amazing to cuddle with- and that's when they tell me that I don't have a concussion no shit Sherlock I could have told you that myself even without the MD I have watched enough grey's anatomy to self diagnose well except for this "pregnant?! what ya mean I'm pregnant"...
So that was the 1st chapter let me know what ya think pretty please with a cherry on top. =)