The New Girl

Punk was at Beth's cousin's wedding having the worst time. He wasn't even sure why he agreed to play her 'boyfriend' tonight. He knew no one here, everyone was disgustingly drunk and it cost him $100 in a card. Even though he wasn't drinking, he was sitting at the bar to avoid Beth who was running around the dance floor anyway.

"Is this seat taken?" A pretty woman asked and he shook his head as she slid into the bar seat. "I'll have a sparkling water, please." she requested from the bartender.

Punk didn't notice it but the woman had a striking resemblance to AJ. Long dark hair, Hispanic, petite. Maybe that's why he didn't mind her sitting so close to him.

"How do you know the couple?" The woman asked sweetly.

"I don't." Punk chuckled. "My friend, Beth." he said pointing across to the dance floor where she was dancing with someone. "She needed a friend with her here."

"That's really nice of you." The woman smiled.

"You?" he asked.

"I'm the groom's half cousin's friends." The woman laughed. "I don't know why I'm even here."

"I was just thinking the same thing." Punk agreed.

"I'm Aimee." She introduced sticking her hand out.

"Punk." He said back.

"Punk?" She questioned.

"It's a nickname." He smirked.

"I can't wait to get out of here." She sighed.

"Want to sneak out?" he asked curiously.

"Would I be a monster if I did?" She laughed nervously.

"Nah." he said standing up. "Beth won't even miss me either." he said pulling her stool out for her.

"I don't even know you." The woman pointed out.

"I'm a cop if that puts you at ease." He offered and it was good enough.

"I trust you." She said standing up. "For some odd reason..."

"Great." He said placing his hand at the small of her back and leading her out of the room.

AJ was at the local bar sitting at a small table with Maria sipping on her usual, wine.

"You need a guy." Maria insisted.

"I really don't. I like my arrangement." She shrugged.

"What arrangement? You work through the night most days. You're just always working." Maria said to her.

Maria still had no idea of the arrangement she had with Punk but AJ liked it that way. This 'no strings attached' deal was awesome. She got great sex with a man she loved and trusted without the hassle or burden of keeping a relationship. This was going perfectly as far as AJ was concerned.

"Yea but it's keeping me busy." She shrugged.

"Just let me set you up with someone." Maria pleaded. "It's been months! You have to be missing sex."

"I'm really not." AJ said to her honestly. And it was the truth, she wasn't missing sex at all. She was having more sex then she has had in her entire life and AJ wasn't a prude by any means.

"At least get drunk and take someone home tonight!" Maria encouraged. "You have a meeting with Bradford tomorrow, right?"

"Yea." AJ cringed. "I haven't spoken to him directly in months."

"He's probably really grateful for you not spilling his secret." Maria said to her.

"I know he took some time away, went away for a few weeks. Everyone in the DA's office thinks I broke his heart." She scoffed.

"It's not fair they blame you." Maria said shaking her annoyed.

"No but that's ok." She shrugged. "Like I said, I'm perfectly happy."

"Oh, I thought Punk had that wedding tonight?" Maria asked and AJ looked over her shoulder and saw him walk into the crowded bar holding another woman's hand.

"He did." AJ remarked stiffly. "Must have ducked out." she said turning around hoping Punk wouldn't spot her with Maria.

"Punk!" Maria yelled waving and AJ rolled her eyes. "What? Are you two still fighting about that case?"

"Yea." AJ said as Punk made his way over.

"Hey." Punk greeted holding onto Aimee's hand. "Aimee this is AJ and Maria." He introduced.

"Hi." Aimee waved shyly and AJ just gave her a smile.

"Aimee and I skipped out of the wedding early." Punk told them.

"Awesome." AJ smiled. "How was the wedding?"

"Dull." Punk said to her. "We're just picking up food otherwise we'd join you."

"You didn't eat at the wedding?" AJ asked casually.

"Nah, left too early." Punk said to her. "See you guys later.

"Nice meeting you." Aimee smiled and Maria grinned.

"Wow." Maria said with a laugh once they were gone.

"I know! I can't believe he went with Beth and took someone else home." AJ said disgusted.

"That's not what I'm talking about." Maria said to her. "Did you not see it?"

"See what?" AJ asked.

"Aimee is you!" Maria laughed and AJ looked over her shoulder to scoop out Aimee again.

"No." AJ disagreed downing her wine.

"Yes! She's you! She looks just like you!" Maria marveled. "It's uncanny. He wants to have sex with you so bad that now he's sleeping with a lookalike." She said and AJ nearly choked on her wine.

"That's not it, trust me." AJ said placing her glass down and waved the bartender over. "Can I have another?" she asked pointing to her glass.

"That's so creepy." Maria said leaning back in her chair in amusement.

"Enough about them." AJ said to her. "Let's just have fun tonight."

"I've been waiting for you to say that!" Maria cheered.

The next morning AJ woke up on the couch downstairs still dressed in the previous nights clothes. There was a bucket next to her filled with vomit and she could feel drool around her mouth.

"Morning sunshine." Maria greeted handing her a cup of coffee.

"What time is it?" She asked curiously.

"7." She told her.

"Shit." AJ hissed getting up but her head was pounding.

"What's wrong?" Maria asked.

"I have a meeting with Bradford at 9." She said taking the coffee from Maria. "What the hell happened last night?"

"You got drunk and danced." Maria informed her and AJ cringed. "You almost had a guy take you home but then you threw up on his shoes." She shrugged. "No big deal."

"I feel like crap." AJ sighed holding her head and sitting back down.

"I'm sure you do." Maria had to agree. "At least you had fun." She cheered.

"Did I? I can't even remember." She said to her.

"You did. I don't know what got into you but you had a blast." Maria said to her. "I like drunk AJ. She only appears twice a year so that's exciting."

"Phil didn't come back to the bar last night, right?" She asked casually.

"Nah, he was probably nailing your twin." Maria shrugged. "Now hurry up and shower and I'll do your hair and makeup because even though your ex gay, you want to look hotter than ever." She said to her and AJ just sat there and nodded as Maria took off.

AJ walked into the police station where she was going to meet with Bradford. She had too many active cases to leave the station and go meet him at his office.

"Hey." Punk greeted as she passed by his desk.

"Hi." She said to him.

"You alright?" he asked oddly. "You're never this late."

"I had a long night." She said embarrassed with herself.

"Yea? Good for you." He smirked. "Me too."

"I think our nights were long for two different reasons." AJ said to him. "I got drunk and danced."

"I heard." Punk laughed. "Cody told me all about it."

"You want to meet up tonight?" She asked quietly.

"I can't." He said to her.

That was the first time he had ever turned her down for a night together and she was stunned but tried not to show it.

"I have a thing with Aimee." He told her.

"Oh. That's cool, maybe another night." She said to him.

"Yea, we'll see." he said to her. "I assumed you were working tonight-"

"We're not dating." She laughed brushing it off.

"Yea." he agreed nodding slowly.

"Hey." Bradford greeted with some nervousness as he approached AJ.

"Bradford." AJ greeted forcing a smile.

"Detective Brooks." Bradford greeted, but Punk just turned in his chair and ignored him and began to work on his laptop.

"Phil." AJ scolded and he just shrugged.

"It's alright, is there somewhere we can talk?" he asked holding up the case file and AJ nodded and waved for him to follow her into a closed off office.

Punk's eyes followed them until AJ closed the door behind her and briefly caught Punk's eyes.

"How are you?" Bradford asked as AJ sat down.

"It's best we just keep this about work." AJ said sitting down.

"I just want to know." Bradford said to her. "I feel awful for what I did to you."

"Why should I help ease your guilt?" AJ questioned.

"Fair." Bradford agreed. "So, you're with Punk now?"

"What?" She asked.

"You two seemed a little close-" he began.

"We've always been close. Doesn't mean anything is going on." AJ said cutting him off.

"I would have thought you would have ended up in bed with him the night we broke out." Bradford had to admit and AJ looked away knowing that was exactly what had happened.

"Let's just talk about the case." AJ said opening her folder.

"We'll take the plea deal." Bradford said to her and her face dropped.

"Why did you make that so easy?" She asked. "You're not doing this out of some sense of obligation-"

"I would never put someone back on the street that I thought was dangerous because I felt I owed you something." Bradford said smugly. "I'm doing it because the case isn't solid, Punk will be pissed though. That was his arrest."

"He'll get over it." AJ shrugged. "So, two years probation and six months anger management?"

"Yup." Bradford nodded. "If he skips on those anger management classes or even jaywalks I'll make sure the judge throws the book at him." he warned her.

"He'll be a perfect citizen." AJ said to him and he eyed her.

"April." He began and she groaned realizing this would be a lecture since he was using her full name. "I really hope that you realize a lot of the people you get off will go back to prison, they're not all good people. A lot of them are guilty. You're exceptional at your job."

"If they're found innocent in a court of law then they're innocent in my book." She told him.

"I just don't want you to take it personally when they mess up again." Bradford said to her. "You used to take so much pride out of helping put away criminals and now you're getting them released."

"I'm not doing it. The jury's are." She said closing her folder.

Later that night AJ was in a hot bubbled bath sipping on a glass of wine as she read over files. The doorbell rang and she planned on ignoring it since Maria wasn't home and she had no desire to get out of the tub. But whoever was at the door wouldn't let up and she tossed her file onto the bathroom floor and wrapped herself in a towel and headed down the stairs. AJ peeked first and saw it was Punk.

"Your car is out there, I know you're home!" He yelled now banging on the door and AJ opened the door and he marched in.

"What is wrong with you?" AJ demanded slamming the door shut.

"You cut a deal to let Burnett walk!" Punk yelled.

"Phil-" She began.

"That's fucking bull shit and you know it!" He yelled again. "He's a dangerous piece of shit and you just signed his release papers!"

"Bradford agreed with me. He had no priories and the case against him was weak!" She argued back holding her towel across her body.

"It wasn't weak you didn't even have to-" he began.

"Do my job?" She asked cutting him off.

"I liked you better when you were on my side." He said to her.

"I'm always on your side." She reminded him coldly. "But there is such a thing as due process and innocent until proven guilty."

"You're doubling up my work Ape." he said to her angrily. "You're putting people at risk!"

"He was arrested for drug possession." She scoffed. "I thought we agreed to not let work come in-between us?"

"It's not." He said to her trying to cool down.

"I also thought you had plans." She noted arching a brow.

"I did- I do." he said realizing now she was soak and wet in a towel.

"What are you still doing here?" She asked bluntly.

Twenty minutes later AJ was on her bed, on her hands and knees but her knees were so far apart that if she moved any further she would be in a split position. Punk was behind her with his clothes, including his jacket still on but his groin was free and plunging into AJ as hard as he could.

AJ drove him crazy all of the time, if this was how he was going to get out his frustrations with her, he'd argue with her all of the time. He was standing with his feet on the ground, one hand was wrapping in her hair tugging her neck back slightly and his free hand was at her ass, where his thumb was teasing her other entrance. He had never experienced sex like this with any other woman. AJ was just as fearless in the bedroom as she was in life.

The sounds she was making right now was driving him absolutely wild. He wasn't sure he'd ever be with another woman like her. She backed into his stiff and boarder line painful member in sync with the movements of his hips. Punk was on a schedule but at the moment he didn't care if he forgot all about his date and stayed buried inside of AJ. Being with someone served as a bitter reminder that she wasn't as good as AJ, nobody was.

"God!" AJ yelled in a deep voice as she hit her orgasm that caused her entire body to shake.

She always had an orgasm with Punk, he was always good but there were some that stuck out, ones she'd be dreaming about tonight. Ones that she swore caused her heart to stop and the veins and her head to pop. This was one of them.

The second Punk came he fell over onto her back to give himself a moment to catch his breath. He placed a kiss on the nape of her neck and even though his body wanted to rest he gently pulled out of her sweet body and peeled his condom off and tossed it.

"I have to clean up." Punk said to her.

"Yea, not a good look for your date." She smirked rolling onto her back lying completely nude. "I have a bath. I just need to add more hot water."

"Taking a bath with you seems a little 'too romantic'." He pointed out and she laughed.

"I don't want you in the bath with me." She laughed. "I want you to carry me into there because my legs are weak." she said holding her arms out and he scooped her up and carried her into the candle lit bathroom and placed he in the water. "Thanks." She said turning on the jets to the Jacuzzi and running hot water. "Don't forget to lock the door behind you."

"I won't." He said cleaning himself up a bit in the bathroom first.

"So, uh- how's Aimee?" She asked and he looked over to her. "I'm just asking as your friend. She seemed really sweet."

"She is." Punk said to her. "How did it go with Bradford?" he asked and she could sense the subtle jealousy, just as she was sure he sensed hers.

"He was nice." She said to him. "He's always been nice."

"Yea, nothing like a guy who asks you to marry him then cheats on ya." He teased winking at her.

"He's going through stuff too." She said to him and he looked at her.

"You forgive him?" Punk asked.

"No. But I want to let go of that anger or I'll never be able to move on with someone else." She confided.

"You're ready for that?" he asked her.

"I won't know until I try." She shrugged. "Have fun tonight."

"You too." He smirked and kissed the top of her head before walking out of the bathroom.

Part of her was hoping he'd stay, another part of her hoped he never came back...