"The following match is set for one fall and is the main event of the evening." Justin Roberts announced, "The challenger from Cameron, North Carolina, Jeff Hardy." He announced as Jeff's music played.
When Jeff got in the ring, he stretched and did his usual routine, until he heard "Cult of Personality" by Living Colors. When Punk stepped out of the curtain he didn't give Justin time to announce him as he slid out of the ring and ran to attack Punk. They exchanged punches down the ramp. Jeff got the upper hand and threw Punk in the ring, the referee rang the bell signaling that the match started.
Jeff didn't give Punk time to recuperate before he attacked him again. Jeff was relentless and ignored the refs threats and orders to get off of Punk before he disqualified him. After a few minutes, Punk got the upper hand and the match was under way.
Punk threw Jeff into the turnbuckle and punched and kicked Jeff in his stomach. He slipped out of the ring and went to get a steel chair. He slipped back into the ring and turned around ready to hit Jeff with it. Jeff countered and hit the Twist of Fate. He picked the chair up and hit Punk with it repeatedly, not caring that he was just disqualified.
He slipped out and grabbed a kendo stick. He slipped back in as Punk was getting in and hit him a few times before he felt two pairs of arms incasing him, holding him back.
"GET OFF! GET OFF ME!" Jeff yelled struggling against John and Randy. Chris was standing in front of him pushing him into the turnbuckle incase he escaped.
"You needed to calm down befo-" Chris was cut off by Jeff pushing out of the hold and attacking Punk again. The crowd was suddenly extra loud.
Jeff kept punching and kicking him until he felt a small pair of hands on his back. He whirled around getting ready to yell at who ever it was, until he saw AJ standing there.
"This is why I didn't want to tell you! Because I knew you would do something like this!" She yelled over the crowd. She looked over his should and glanced at Punk watching him get to his feet. He grabbed the steel chair and started charging at Jeff. "Look out!" She yelled and she pushed him out of the way.
Punk was ready to hit Jeff in his back, but AJ shoved him out of the way as he swung and hit her in the stomach. "OH MY GOD! AJ, ARE YOU OKAY?! I'M SO SORRY!" Punk yelled kneeling down.
AJ moaned in pain. She had one of her arms wrapped around her mid-section and the other pressed to her head. "My stomach hurts," she moaned out.
Punk reached for her, but he was jerked up and spun around into an RKO.
"AJ, are you okay?" Jeff asked kneeling down by her. She moaned and shook her head. Jeff picked her up and John held the ropes open as Jeff climbed out with AJ in his arms.
Chris was right beside him and opened the trainers door for them when they got backstage. "Jeff you should go get your things. She's getting checked out I'll stay with her to make sure Punk doesn't try anything. Besides you need to cool off. No need in scaring AJ with you all hyped up with adrenaline."
Jeff looked between him and AJ, sighing, before nodding and walking out the door. Chris sighed before he walked over to AJ and sat down on the bed.
"What happened?" AJ asked when she turned over to see Chris sitting on the bed with her, "Where am I?"
"Your in the trainers room. You pushed Jeff out of the way and Punk hit you with a steel chair on accident. AJ, why didn't you tell me what he said and did to you? Hell, why didn't you tell me you were pregnant? You told Randy, but not me." Chris asked with a little anger.
"I was scared and I thought I deserved it. I couldn't support the baby inside me and I felt like I was never meant to be a mother. Besides, if I told you, you would have beat the ever living shit out of him." She said laughing.
"Damn right I would've," he said chuckling before he got serious again. "AJ, I think of you as my sister you didn't deserve any of it. Hell, no one deserves that shit, no matter what they did. He did all those things out of anger and he didn't have anyone else to take it out on besides you."
"Where's Jeff?" She asked trying to change the subject.
"He went to get his stuff and to cool off. I told that he would probably freak you out if he was still worked up. He should be back in a few minutes."
Just then the door was thrown open, "Help we need some help." Paul yelled out.
"What can I do for you today?" Mark, the trainer, asked smiling lightly.
"He was attacked in the ring," Paul said franticly.
"Ok, well there's one more bed left. Go lay him then and I'll check him out after I'm through with my first patient." Mark said choosing his words closely.
He followed Punk and Heyman as they walked to the back of the room. They stopped in the door way seeing AJ and Chris sitting on a bed talking quietly.
Mark cleared his throat, they stopped mid-sentence and turned to the door. AJ's mouth dropped and her eyes widened, Chris took a protective stance in between her and the other bed.
"Just take that bed." Mark said pointing to the other bed, "Well Miss Lee, how are we feeling?" Mark asked sweetly, turning his attention over to her.
"I was feeling better. Can I go now?" AJ pleaded with eyes for that to be a yes. Chris took a seat on her bed again.
"No, I still need to run tests and take a look at your mid-section. Plus you need to tell me if your feeling any pain." Mark said sadly.
AJ sighed, "I have the flu, so I have all the symptoms of that except the fever. It broke this morning..." She trailed off as she leaned over the bed and threw up. Chris pulled her hair out of her way and put it up in a bun. "Thanks."
"No problem," Chris said offering her a small grin.
Mark began to go through the regular routine. All the while Punk laid there watching what he could. "Ok I'll go get these test ran and I'll be back to take care of you Punk."
AJ pulled her phone out and texted Jeff:
Hey baby, I just wanted to tell you not to worry. I'm wake and fine for the most part. Paul drug Punk in here but he hasn't said anything or done anything yet. Love you. -AJ
Mark came back into the room, "One more test I need you to go in the bathroom and pee in this." He handed and a cup.
"Why? I'm not pregnant." AJ said confused, but winced and frowned when she realized what she said. She saw Punk wince as well. Chris pulled her close and hugged her.
"You're due for a drug test and you know we check for everything." Mark said sadly, "I'm sorry."
"He knew, too. Did everyone but me and John know?" Chris asked.
"Of course he knew. He had to do my drug tests Chris. Only him, the higher ups, and our close friends knew." AJ said sighing.
"I didn't know." Chris mumbled as she got out of the bed and turned around.
"I already told you why you and John didn't know. I'm sorry." She said walking into the bathroom and locking the door.
Chris looked down when he heard the beeping of someone receiving a text.
HE'S WHAT?! Don't move I'll be there in a minutes! Where the hell is Chris? -Jeffy
Chris smirked, "You told Jeff?" He asked through the door, "Cause he's on his way here." Chris said pulling his phone out of his pocket and shooting him a quick text.
I, Jeffy, am right outside the bathroom door. Waiting for her to be done taking her drug test. -Chris
Just as he sent it the bathroom door opened and AJ stepped out and handed Mark the cup, "Of course I told him. No need for another fight to break out over nothing, again. And what the hell were you doing in my phone?" AJ snapped, as she climbed back on the bed. She glanced over at Punk and caught him staring at her, "What the hell are you looking at? It's your fault I'm in here."
"Are you okay? I didn't hurt you, did I?" Punk asked quietly.
"If I wasn't hurt would I be in here? I think not." She said before she grimaced and threw up again.
"Karma's and bitch, huh?" Punk said smirking.
"How would you know? Your karma hasn't gotten you yet," AJ snapped.
Chris leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Just ignore him." Just then the door flew open and Jeff rushed over to AJ.
"Oh my God AJ, are you ok? I was so worried. I'm sorry I took so long, I was outside-"
"Doing what? Smoking or drinking?" Punk asked, cutting Jeff off.
Jeff balled his fists up and snapped his head over to Punk's bed, "Shut the fuck up, before I come over there and beat your ass again."
"Do you realize who you're talking to? You're talking to the WWE Champion. Your WWE Champion, show some respect." Paul said with wide eyes.
Jeff laughed, "I know exactly who I'm talking to. I'm talking to a little bitch, who has a walrus talk for him. He is nothing to me and he can kiss my-"
"Just SHUT THE FUCK UP! All of you your giving me a headache." She said, "I just want me test results back so I can leave and sleep in a real bed."
"I'm sorry, baby." Jeff said, as Mark entered the room with a huge smile and papers in his hands.
"So, how did my tests come back?" She asked tiredly
"Why don't you read them for yourself?" Mark asked crossing the room and handing her the papers. Jeff and Chris looked over her shoulder as her skimmed the paper.
She stopped at the urine test and dropped the papers and gasped, "Oh my God."
"Your not sick like you thought you were." Chris said, looking up at AJ. She had one hand pressed to her mouth and the other to her stomach, tears streaming down her face. Jeff was staring in shock at the papers.
"Congratulations Miss Lee," Mark said. AJ got up as fast as she could and locked herself in the bathroom crying.
Jeff rushed over to the bathroom knocking on the door, "AJ come on. Let me in, we need to talk about this."
After a few minutes, AJ came out with dried eyes. She looked around to see that Punk and Heyman were gone.
"I finished with him. I thought that you guys would want to talk alone." Mark said, walking into the room.
"I figured you would want to tell the guys, Kaitlyn and Layla, so I texted them to meet us in here. That's ok, right?" Jeff asked softly.
Yeah, that's fine. Mark could you put this in a safe place. I don't want anyone to know just yet?" AJ asked, handing him the test results. Mark nodded and walked out of the room.
The door open and closed as most of their friends filed into the trainers room. AJ started tearing up again. She put her head down and felt a pair of arm wrap around her. She looked up the Jeff and whispered, "I don't know if I'm strong enough to do this again. I don't mean telling them either."
"I'm with you. I can help you, plus your not in ring action anymore. You won't be in any big danger. Your strong enough if you think your strong enough." Jeff whispered, kissing her forehead then turning around to face their friends.
"AJ is still a little upset by the news, so I'll tell you. We're pregnant." Jeff said looking at everyone's expressions. He could see shock and happiness for the couple on their faces and in their eyes.
"Oh my God AJ, your pregnant!" Layla yelled, pulling her up and hugging her tightly. Kaitlyn hugged her next and AJ actually started smiling.
As the girls started talking, Randy pulled Jeff off to the side, "I trust you so I'm not going to beat you down like I would have Punk. But, if you hurt her I won't hold back. Got it."
"Got it," Jeff said smiling.
"Congrats Jeff, you're going to be a dad again. What are you hoping it's going to be? Boy or girl?" John asked slapping his shoulder, "Bets. Let's place bets. I say fifty that it's a girl.
"Sixty says it's a boy," Randy said, laying sixty dollars in John's hand.
"One hundred says she's having twins," Chris said smirking and putting one hundred dollars down.
"I am not having twins Chris. I say eighty for a boy." AJ said, putting eighty in John's hand.
"We with AJ." Layla said, as her and Kaitlyn laid eighty dollars down.
"I say one twenty for a boy and a girl." Jeff said smiling and laying the money down. He laughed when AJ huffed and pulled her close kissing her on the lips.
"Don't tell anyone about AJ being pregnant guys. If you want to talk about it text each other. We want to tell our families and Vince before we tell the world."
While I was typing this chapter, I went through the story and made changes. Please check them out, it will help you hopfully understand this chapter.