So I finished this chapter A LOT sooner the I expected to. It was bugging me as it floated around in my head so I had to get it down lol. Thank you for all the alerts and favorites once again. Thank you to Zombie450AirBournePrincess for your review :). Its a little shorter then usual but I figured it was good as it was. I hope you guys like it ^.^


Jennifer made it to her seat, front row, just in time to hear CM Punk's theme blast through the area. Jennifer tried to keep the smile from her face seeing that she wasn't too pleased with the man behind CM Punk, but she just couldn't. She loved seeing Phil go out there and live his dream. Monday started her's and then they could live their dream together if he only resigned. She watched as he strutted down the ramp, he was just oozing with arrogance as he heard their home town cheer for him.

As he entered the ropes Punk caught sight of Jennifer. He knew he was being a bit of a dick to her, but that was who he was and how he dealt with things. She knew that and he hoped that he wouldn't create a rift between them with what he was about to do after this match.

Jennifer noticed that Punk had his eyes on her and gave him a smile, not expecting one back seeing the mood he was in. To her surprise though, she was wrong and he gave her a small smile in returned before he continued with his routine and sat in the middle of the ring. He smiled arrogantly for the camera while waiting for John to come out. Once John'n music hit the area filled with boos to an extent that you could barely hear John's music. Punk slipped out of the ring, letting John do his thing as he walked over to Jenn. Although he knew she wasn't too happy with him at the moment he still to make sure she knew what was going to happen that night.

"I know I'm a dick and I'm sorry, but I just need you to give me some leeway and support me tonight." Phil said this as he walked up to her, wanting to get as much as he could get in with the time he had.

"Punk, I'll always support you. I just wished you wouldn't hide things from." Jenn grabbed his hand, well aware that they could possibly be on camera.

"There's just some things I can't tell you. Some things I have to work at on my own. I'll tell you eventually, but just not anytime soon." Punk looked over a John and realized it was almost time for him to go. He had to warn Jenn though. "At the end of the match after I win, I'm gonna kiss you. I'm gonna take the belt and run through the crowd. That's how they want it done. That's how they want me to exit if I don't ever come back."

'Wait, kiss me?" Jennifer was baffled to say the least, but all Punk had time to do was nod as he pulled off his shirt, handed it to her and then headed back into the ring.

Even the sound of the deafening ringing bell only feet away from her was not enough to interrupt her thought process at the moment. 'Kiss me? Kiss me?! Are you serious? Out of all things they could do they are gonna have Punk kiss me? Great, just great. Thank you creative for forcing me aboard the emotional roller coaster that I've tried to avoid for so long.' It wasn't the fact that he was going to kiss her that she minded, as a matter of fact there have been plenty of times she wished she could kiss him. It was the emotion and the feelings that would come afterwards that she wanted to avoid. There have been moments when she had trouble fighting her feeling for him as it is, now add the fact that Phil is going to kiss her, in front of millions of people nonetheless, was just something she would rather not have to deal with.

She eventually came back to reality and focused on the match. She cringed every time either Punk or John took a hard hit, whether it was a simple punch or John suplexing Punk over the ropes and onto the mat. The match was amazing and so were the two men in it. They both put everything they had into it.

Over half an hour into the match things started to come to end. There would be winner soon; the winner being Punk, of course. God she was so proud of how far he'd come. The crowd gave a mixed reaction as Punk pushed Cena back into the ring. It turns out it was neither for Cena or Punk, but for Vince McMahon and John Laurinaitis. As Punk entered the ring, John got the upper hand and got put Punk in the STF. Vince signaled for the bell to be rung and sent Laurinaitis to go ring it. Laurinaities was right in front of Jenn when Cena let go of Punk, slid out of the ring and knocked John Laurinaitis on his ass. John shouted a few words at the downed man before looking up and made eye contact with Jenn, giving her a smile and a wink. He then walked over to the other side of the ring to confront Vince.

John then slid back into the ring, only to be met with a GTS by Punk. Punk pinned John, getting the three count. Punk's reaction was priceless and all Jennifer could do was smile. He clutched the title and just stared at it for a second before looking up and making eye contact with Jenn. He slid out of the ring, title still in his left hand. He came face to face with Jenn, there not being much space between them. Punk slung the title over the guard rail and took Jennifer's face in his hands. The connection they made at that moment when they looked into each other eyes was real, not something a storyline brought on, it was real for both of them. Punk then pulled her face to his and their lips collided together.

The crowd went ballistic, but it didn't faze either Chicago native. It was just the two of them in that area as they their lips connected. Punk pulled away a mere 5 seconds later, but it felt like 5 minutes. Phil, not CM Punk, gave Jennifer the brightest smile she'd ever seen cross his face, than he was gone. He had run to the guard rail on the opposite side of the ring and hopped the rail, blowing Vince a kiss and then running up through the area and through the crowd.

Jenn, gaining her composer back, looked over at John, who was doing his absolute best to keep the shock of what had just transpired between Punk and Jenn off his face. He didn't know about it and it was clearly obvious as he hid his face in his hands. Jenn tried to look up and find Punk, but he was gone already. She hoped that she might find him backstage later so that's where she headed.

When she reached the backstage area, she could feel everyone's eyes on her. It was unnerving and forced her eyes to the ground, not making any eye contact with anyone. She felt like she did something wrong, she knew she hadn't though. It was part of the job and she could live with it. Those thoughts going through her mind encouraged her to raise her head and walk down the hallway proudly, she did just kiss CM Punk after all. Mike came up on her right flank, coming up next to her.

"That was um, one hell of match and exit for Phil."

"Cut the crap, Mike. Why the hell is everyone looking at me, its….weird." Her and Mike we're friends for sure, but sometimes he would beat around the bush and annoy the hell out of her.

"Your best friend, CM Punk, just kissed you in front of everyone in the WWE universe. Why?" No mention of that kiss had been heard around the locker which is why it took so many people by surprise.

"It was part of the damn storyline, Mike. We wouldn't kiss for any other reason." That last statement didn't seem so true now. The look on his face, the way it felt, she didn't know anymore.

"Oh, well see that makes sense now. I'll tell everyone that so they'll back off. Sorry." Mike rubbed the back of his neck, feeling guilty for not looking at the more sensible reason first.

"Its not a problem, Mikey. Not even John knew so…" Jenn gave him a smile before heading to the locker Phil would hopefully be in. He would have to come back, right?

She power walked through the hallways past superstars and crew members till she reached her destination. She didn't even bother knocking as she opened the door.

It was empty. No Phil, not any of his gear or any trace of him, like he was never there. 'What the fuck?' All her belongings we're where they were when she left, but Phil was gone. She pulled her phone and dialed Phil's number which she knew by heart. It rang and rang, but he didn't answer. She tried 3 more times, but still nothing. 'I need you to call me.' She texted him before getting all her stuff together. After the biggest win of his career, after a match that stole the show, after a moment like that, she figured she would be the first one he would come to. He would call her after every big match he had and just go on and on about it. What was he up to?

XXX

Phil looked down at his phone as he walked Jennifer's stuff over to John's bus. "I'm sorry, Jenn." He said to himself as he placed her stuff outside of the former champion's bus and walked in the other direction. He made sure he had grabbed all her things before the match, but didn't want to leave them in the locker room. He didn't want her to get tipped off before he took off. Everything of his that he needed off his bus was in a bag that hung off his shoulder. He wouldn't see the bus or Jennifer for a little while.

He made it to his rental car before anyone caught sight of him. He couldn't head back home because that would be the first place she'd look for him. Another night in a hotel room wouldn't hurt though. He hoped dropping off the grid was as easy as they made it look in the movies. He needed to make sure he at least dropped off Jenn's grid. It was all for a purpose, a purpose that he wasn't too fond of, but it was the boss' idea and it made sense for once. The more realistic is for her, the better for when he came back. He knew it would hurt her and he hated that, but he had to do it. This was the storyline that was going to bring this company back and he wanted to be the guy that made it happen.


I know the end might have been kinda confusing, but i'll explain it in the next chapter as best as I can. I hope you guys liked it and don't forget to review =)