A/N: This chapter has a lot of dialogue. Not something I like to do all the time, so hopefully I won't be doing this all the time. Anyone who has reviewed I thank you.
Also if anyone wants to talk about the WWE, what's going on and all that then I'm more than willing, since none of my other friends are fans.

Punk shifted uncomfortably in the hospital seat. He had never been a huge fan of these places even when he was suppose to be in them for his own injuries. When he arrived in the ambulance they had pulled him aside and checked him over. They told him he should lie down and rest, but he hardly slept on a normal bases so he wasn't going to sleep this time.

They had looked over AJ and found some bruising on her ribs and her ankle had been fractured. Luckily, however, her neck didn't have any damage. They said it might be mildly sore, but otherwise still OK. They had given her something for the pain that allowed her to be sleeping like a baby.

He was still dressed in his ring gear with his Championship title draped over his legs. He was still focused on how this had happened. He blamed himself and he blamed Daniel., mostly Daniel. But he still thought he should have noticed, should have been able to stop from leaping over to ropes to crash down. He looked at her small frame covered in the thin blanket, she barely took up the entire bed, below 100 pounds at 5 feet 3 inches in height. And his over 6 feet and 218 pound frame came down hard. He's shocked there wasn't more damage.

With a knock at the door he turned to see Kofi, Sheamus, John, Kaitlyn, and Ryder. They all piled in the room, Kaitlyn rushing to the bed side of her best friend paying him no attention.

"Hey man, thought you could use this." Kofi passed him his bag that he brought with him for shows filled with his street clothes, extra ring gear, and some comics.

"Thanks. So what happened after I left?" Punk asked looking across the males.

"Bryan went on a tare, bro. He was screaming at the fans, denying everything you said about him." Ryder explained. He didn't look excited at the actions of their once friend.

"Well I would have punched his teeth in, but I had some other things on my mind." Punk made a short gesture behind him to the sleeping AJ. He probably should have...or maybe pop him in the skull with the microphone he had.

"Nothing to worry about fella. I took that honor for myself." Sheamus had a grin plastered over his face at the memory. Kicking in the face of your Wrestlemania opponent sent a great message.

"Starting to feel bad that I missed it." Punk could stop the smile from breaking out on his face as he imagined the large boot of Sheamus' ramming into the head of the American Dragon. Like a dream come true.

"Laurinitus was pissed that you left though, so you'll be hearing from him soon." John sighed.

"Just what I need a clown shoe up my ass." Punk joked with exsuberate sigh. All the men laughed at the joke.

"Excuse me." A sharp female voice cut through their humor. Punk turned and saw Kaitlyn looking a mix between anger and tears. "Are you really gonna keep AJ away from him?" She asked quickly.

Punk paused for a second trying to remember what she was talking about. Then he remembered his speech to Daniel Bryan which he made in a fit of rage at the man's ignorance. Vowing to keep the couple apart was more an idea that popped into his head, but he had clue if he could. "I'll try." He said, somewhat sadly.

That didn't seem to be the right answer as Kaitlyn's frown deepened and she started to glare at him. "Try? Well I've been trying to get AJ to stay away from him since he started mistreating her and look at where we are now! If you're gonna make those kind of statements, then you should actually mean them!" The blond fumed pressing a manicured nail into his tatooed chest.

"Mmm...Kaitlyn?" A new voice spoke. All heads went to the bed where AJ was stirring in her bed. Her eyes peaking open to see the crowd. "Why are you yelling at Punk?" She asked innocently.

"Nothing," Kaitlyn said quickly going to the side of her best friend. "How you feeling?"

"Like I was hit by a train." AJ said with a small groan as she sat up. Her eyes went to Punk as he stood with the rest of his superstar friends. "Hello, Train." She smiled at her joke.

Punk smiled at the diva, "That would be me." He stepped closer to the bed. "Look, I'm sorry hurting you. I just couldn't stop in time." He explained.

"Oh it's fine, no damage down." AJ smiled as she waved off her injuries like nothing.

Punk quirked a brow as he looked between AJ's face and bandaged ankle. "OK..." He said focusing to her face. "You didn't happen to hear anything I said to Daniel did you?" He asked.

The smile from AJ's face dropped, her eyes shifting away looking at her lap or the wall.

Punk bite at his lip knowing he had said something wrong. "Hey, don't worry about any of that now. Um...I think the doctors said that you could be released once you woke up." Punk said nervously trying to cheer up the normally peepy woman.
Her head perked up instantly, "Thank god, I hate hospitals."

Punk chuckled at her exsubrance. He turned when a large hand touched his shoulder seeing John. He had forgotten that anyone else was even in the room..."Hey man. Anyone willing to find a doctor? I think I get more stares walking around like this." He asked his friends.

"We'll go." Kofi said gesturing to Zack to follow. "Oh, " He stopped turning back for a moment "AJ, we have your stuff in the car, so no worries." He said smoothly before heading out the door with Zack following behind.

"Why'd you bring her stuff, not like she's half..." Punk paused for a second glancing at AJ's open mid-section before turning back to John, "OK, she is kinda half naked, but she dresses like that normally."

"Hey!" AJ called out sounding offended at his comment, even throwing one of the hospital pillows at the back of his head.

"What it's true!" Punk complained rubbing the back of his head even though the blow didn't hurt.

He could feel the large man move closer, "If we didn't, then they'd still be with Bryan." Cena whispered in a low voice so that no one else would hear.

"Then good." Punk said as Kofi and Zack returned with a doctor walking past them and straight to AJ.

"Well Ms. Mendez, you are free to go. We'll give you crutches so you won't put any pressure on your ankle. Once that is healed up you should be running around the ring like new." He said kindly. "I'll send a nurse in with those and a precription for a mild pain killer." He left again.

"Sooner the better." AJ groaned in the bed.

Punk turned to her again. "Well, I'd say I owe you for all this." He said with an amused tone as he smirked to her, sitting in the chair he was earlier.

"I would have to agree." She shot a similiar smirk back at him.

"So you'll be staying on my bus till your healed." He stated calmly. Though everyone else in the room was looking at him with shock.

"But..b- Daniel-"

"You heard what I said, so you know I'm not taking you back to him." He stated firmly.

She was silent for a moment before giving a weak nod, "OK"


A/N: Ending is abrupt I know, and I'm sorry. I just felt like ending it here.