A/N: CHAPTER 2! Hope you like it and PLEASE review . Thanks!

It's been 6 weeks since they had confessed their love for each other. And 6 weeks since Daniel had been anywhere near AJ outside of storylines. Punk was supposed to be happy, right? His girlfriend was safe and their love stronger than ever but still, there was a feeling in his gut that something was going to happen. But he ignored it. It probably was just superstition anyways. To AJ, life was perfect. Punk loved her too. That night was definitely one of the best nights of her entire life. Definitely top 5 at least. And best of all, Daniel was gone. The day she was seen with Punk, Daniel left her alone and never came near her outside of segments. Life was perfect. But unfortunately for Punk and AJ, their happiness would not last. Punk's gut wasn't kidding. Something bad was coming. VERY big….

Daniel "Goatface" Bryan looked on. This was his chance. There was AJ sitting on the crates, ALONE. Punk was nowhere to be found. He took the chance. He snuck up behind her, grabbed her and quickly gagged her before she could even blink. Then he threw her trashing, muffled screaming form over his shoulder and headed towards the parking garage. After losing his World Heavyweight Championship at Wrestlemania in 18 seconds, he was livid. And AJ was the victim. Bryan blamed her entirely and would make her pay. Punk was just a slight…pebble in his plan. If Bryan went down, then he was taking AJ with him. AJ kept struggling, trying to free herself but Daniel was much stronger. Then she saw him. She fought her way out of the gag with everything she had. The moment she did, she inhaled the largest amount of air possible, and let out a hell raising scream.

"PUNK!" He heard an ear shattering scream. He turned around to see Daniel Bryan slapping AJ hard across the face knocking her out and taking off into a sprint. Almost as if a fire had just been lit under him, Punk took off after the midget. But he was too late. As he burst through the door of the parking garage, Daniel Bryan already throwing AJ into the back seat and getting into the driver's seat himself. The car was already started and speeding away. He watched helplessly. He was furious at himself smashing his fists against the wall. He'd failed her.

Daniel drove towards the hotel which he knew AJ and Punk were staying at. But he didn't stop at the hotel. He parked at the far end of hotel parking lot and dragged a now conscious diva into the woods that were around the building. She screamed loudly but from where they were, there was absolutely no one to hear her pleas. She was at Bryan's mercy. The next 2 hours were some of the longest, most painful moments of her life. Everything that Bryan had been holding in was unleashed. After he was done, he left her on the ground. He started to walk away turning around only one more time to spit at her before leaving her to die. And AJ knew she was probably going to die. So she shut her eyes and waited for death to come and take away her pain. But then, almost like a ray of hope shined onto her. Then an all too familiar voice whispered her name.

Punk drove back to the hotel devastated and broken. It was pouring rain but he didn't even care. Daniel had gotten to her. It was all his fault. But somehow he knew that AJ wasn't dead. Then yet another strange feeling hit him. He turned his car into to the back of the hotel, near the trees. Then saw something that stopped his breath. His headlights shined upon a single muddy converse one star shoe. He instantly grabbed a flashlight and headed out the door not even bothering with an umbrella. Footprints. And they were defiantly familiar. He pushed his way through the trees. What seemed like 50 yards later laid a small girl face down in the mud, her clothes in near tatters and her entire body blotched with blood, cuts, and bruises. He fell to his knees in front of her and grabbed her arm. She still had a pulse. She stirred and lifted her head. Her brown eyes reflected massive amounts of pain, her breathing barely detectable. He just shook his head and gathered her into his arms being as gentle as possible. "I'm so sorry. I failed you April. Please be ok." he whispered, his eyes filling with tears. He then turned around and began to trudge through the mud towards his hotel room. April relaxed into his chest. She was too exhausted to even feel the pain anymore. She shut her eyes listening to the Punk's heartbeat.

When they got to the hotel room, he gently sat her onto the closed toilet seat. Pain shot through her body and she flinched. Punk knelt down in front of her, pushing some of her dirt ridden wet locks of hair out of the way and cupped her face wiping some of the mud and tears away with his thumb. He turned around and began filling the bath tub behind him with warm water. When he was he was done, helped AJ to her feet and carefully peeled whatever clothes were left. Then he lifted her up and set her into the tub. AJ just looked at him as he knelt down next to the tub and began to scrub all away the dirt, grime, and pain with a wet towel. Not once did his eyes travel up to meet hers until he got to her face. There a cut underneath her right eye and her lip was slightly spilt. He brought his hand up to her cheek and stroked it. His eyes reflected so much pain and self regret that her own eyes started to water again too. With a hiss of pain, she wrapped her arms around his neck resting her head on his shoulder.

"Thank you," she whispered as tears started to flow again. He wrapped his arms around her back and kissed her shoulder, her hair too. He ran his other hand through her hair. Then she pulled back and looked into his eyes again. She smiled a little which he responded with a sad smile of his own. He then leaned in and their lips met in a sweet kiss, lips moving in sync. He picked her up out of the tub and carried her out of the bathroom and onto the bed. He sat her down onto the bed then sat down next to her. AJ turned and began to pull his shirt off. He lifted his arms to make it a little easier.

"You sure you want to do this?" he whispered. She went for his shorts, pushing them off along with his boxers.

"Yes. Yes, yes, yes." she whispered and Punk obliged hovering over her. That night they made love under the bed sheets of the hotel. Afterwards, as AJ lay asleep in Punk's arms, he looked at her feeling tears begin to form again. She was at peace at least. After the hell she'd been though at the hands of Bryan, he was glad to have her safe back in his arms. He had made a mistake and he didn't plan to repeat it. He'd die before anything similar ever happened to her again. He sighed softly and kissed the top of her head. That caused AJ to smile in her sleep in her sleep and snuggle even more into his chest. He smiled back.

"I love you AJ. More than my own life. I will never let anything like this ever happen again. Swear. There isn't a thing I wouldn't do for you. Never forget this." he whispered softly before shutting his eyes sinking into a deep sleep.

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