A/N: Ok TWO reviews. We are making progress. And if you don't mind, I would appreciate some well-though out constructive criticism. Yes, I know you like it and I appreciate you telling me that BUT were there anything specific? Did it flow well? Should the language be more complex? Simpler? Things like that. Treat this like a college essay. Print it out, tear it apart with a pen, scan it, and send it to me if you ABSOLUTELY feel like it is necessary. I only want this story to be better. Ok so here's chapter 3. Enjoy and please review!

P.S.: Yes, this is a smut chapter. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

AJ looked around the room. So cold, so dark, and it had an eerily feel to it. Where was Punk? She pulled herself out of the chair she was in and started to wander down hall. Unfortunately for her, she didn't even notice that she didn't have any of her injuries. Her mind was elsewhere. "Punk? Punk? Where are you?" she called out. Absolute silence then she stepped on something. She leaned down and picked the item up. It was Punk's phone. She started to fear for the worst. "PUNK?" she yelled, really getting worried now. There was still no answer. She reached the end of the hall and saw a single door. With really nowhere else to look, she pushed the slightly ajar door in slowly. It creaked as she peeked inside the dark room. Some thing was REALLY off by the looks of everything. Then she saw something that made her heart stop on the spot. "Punk," she gasped as she ran over to him and knelt down next to him on the floor. "PUNK!" she screamed, shaking him but he remained still. She kissed him over and over again but nothing was helping. "PUNK! Wake up, PLEASE. Don't leave me. I need you! PUNK!"

AJ shot up out of Punk's arms and instantly regretted it as she gave out a scream of physical pain and rolled off the bed shrinking into a ball. Her injuries were still in effect. Some of the bruises were beginning to fade but her leg and especially her taped ribs were still in agony. Punk woke up the moment his fiancé shot out of his arms. He was drowsy but he watched shocked as she fell to the floor.

"CRAP, AJ! Are you ok?!" he said pulling the sheets off of him and scrambling down next to her, taking her into his arms . She groaned in pain and squeezed at his arm tightly, bracing herself against the waves of pain. They couldn't go to the hospital because of the storylines. They basically could not be seen together in public. Eventually her grips loosened and she fell against Punk, his back to the bed. Then the tears came, one by one until she was sobbing. Punk held her tightly as sob after sob wracked through her body.

"I thought you had died. I...I thought you had left me," she chocked out between sobs. He just held her tighter, trying to calm her down the best he could. This was the 3rd time she had that nightmare this week alone.

"Shh…no AJ, I'd never do that. I'd die without you. I love with everything I have and I would never abandon you. You are my everything. It was just a nightmare. A really bad, realistic nightmare. But I'm still here, to protect you. I'm not died." he said to her softly, reassuring her as her cries began to die down. After she stopped, he lifted her head off his shoulder. Her face was tear-stained and she still sniffled lightly but she had stopped sobbing at least. He brought a hand up, wiping some of the tears away with his thumb. Then he gently ran it over one of the bruises that was still apparent on her check. His hand landed in her hair on the back of her neck. He leaned forward and began to kiss her slowly, being careful not to hurt or startle her. He tasted the saltiness from her tears and she began to kiss back and her arms went around his neck as his other arm looped around her waist gently, pulling her closer. Punk began to deepen the kiss, causing AJ to moan softly at the sensation and she pulled him closer to her. He was very careful not to put any pressure on her as he began kiss put more pressure on her lips, probing her gently with his tongue, begging for access. She opened her mouth and sink into the mattress in pleasure when she felt his tongue down her throat. Then he switched to using his tongue to mimic a motion in her mouth that he knew that she wanted in another part of her body. At this, she began to moan softly again as she felt the heat begin to seep into her panties. She gasped as he left her mouth, kissing a trail of hot, wet kisses down her neck, latching onto her pulse point, sucking hard. Her moans increased as her fingers dug deeper into his back, hold on for dear life.

"Punk….please," she gasped as she squeezed her thighs together as the wetness there began to wet her thighs as well. "Please, I need you," she whispered, too overcome with pleasure. He lifted his head, smirking at her. She pulled his shirt off, flinging it to who knows where. He leaned down, his lips inches away from her plump lips.

"Not today sweetheart, not tonight. Tonight, it is going to be ALL about YOU," he replied. She was about to day something when he dipped his hands into her panties, rubbing teasingly up and down, feeling the wetness there. She gave out a loud moan and thrust her hips up, pushing up against his hand. He could hear her making those soft mewing noises, evident of her enjoyment. She shifted her hips a little, trying to get his fingers into her. He just moved his fingers away just out of reach, much to her frustration.

"Please…" she begged out softly. He just continued to rub her, producing more breathless groans from her.

"Please what?" he asked. He was such a teaser but it was at her expense. She shifted her hips again but he still wouldn't oblige. She gave another frustrated groan.

"I need you inside me," she replied. With that, Punk stuck a finger into her, creating a moan of ecstasy from his beautiful fiancé.

"You like that AJ?" he asked, pushing his lone finger in and out of her. She nodded fiercely, breathless. He smiled down at her. "Well then you are going to love me even more when I'm done with you," he smirked deviously. Before she could react, he had stuck in another two fingers. She moaned loudly at the new invasion. Punk didn't move, giving her time to adjust. "You feel so good AJ, so so good. You know that?" he whispered in her ear. Her hot, dripping pussy clenched around his fingers. She was breathing heavily, her eyes dark with lust. He smirked, beginning to move his fingers in and out, slowly at first.

"Faster," she whispered. He smiled, and didn't speed up.

"How does it feel," he asked, keeping his pace painstakingly slow.

"It feels incredible. SO incredibly good. Oh please Punk, faster," she begged, swirly her hips around his fingers. Her begging went straight to his heart but he wasn't done yet. He pulled his fingers out, much to AJ's disappointment. He chuckled.

"Don't worry babe, I'll make you cum," he said as he cautiously parted her thighs, being careful about her leg. Then he pulled down her soaked panties so that her clenching, wet pussy was wide open, vulnerable. She gasped, then put on a small smile. She was scared but she was much excited about what was about to follow. Punk smiled, licking his lips at the sight of her. She was ALL his tonight. "Just let me," he pulled her panties right off her legs and chucked them right across the room. "Let me taste you beautiful," he finished softly before leaning down in front of her furious, hot core. Next thing AJ knew, his tongue was on her, attacking it with everything he had. She moaned fiercely at the sensation. It felt amazing. Then he pulled back a little, thumbing her folds. Then he split then with two of his fingers and proceeded to eat her pussy out. She was ready to jump right off the bed but she knew she couldn't. AJ clutched at the sheets, bracing herself against ever attack of his talented tongue. She could feel the ever so present feeling in her stomach. "I…I'm so close, so close," she moaned, wrapping her arms around his neck. She could feel him smile against her core and began to suck at it while pounding away at her g-spot with two of his fingers. She began to pant harder and harder. She couldn't take it anymore. She let out a scream as wave after wave of pure pleasure ripped through her body. Punk just held her to his face, taking everything that she had, licking and nipping at everything he could reach with his tongue. As her spasms began to fade, he pushed with just enough pressure on to her g-spot to send her into another orgasm. She collapsed back completely onto the bed. He pulled his fingers out of AJ and lay down next to her on the bed. AJ maneuvered herself so that her head was once again on Punk's chest, his arms wrapped tightly around her. "I love you," he said softly, wiping away a few strands of her sweaty hair.

"I love you too Punkers. Thanks for taking care of me," she murmured as she began to drift off again. He smiled, coaxing a small smile out of her too. He kissed her forehead.

"Don't worry about it. I'll be here for you, for as long as you need me. I'll be here for you AJ. That I can promise you. I'm never going to let anyone hurt you again, ok?" he squeezed her lightly. She nodded and mouthed an "ok" in return before her eyes fluttered closed. He pulled the comforter over then both and soon he began to drift off as well. "Gotta love crazy chicks," he sighed before his eyes shut as well.

"So what now?" Dolph asked.

"We make them pay. Proceed to plan B. Punk won't be that much off a problem. He's just a small…hitch in our big plan. Either way, I'll just make sure that AJ suffers and gets what's coming for her." Daniel replied, looking over the plan one more time. This is going to be fun….

CHAPTER 3 has come to a close. I hope you guys liked it. Took me 2 days (as you can tell). Chapter 4 is already in the works as well as a Kaitmas one-shot and a requested Jericho/McCool. Review please!