The Jigsaw Puzzle

A week later and Jacob had officially moved out into a place of his own. AJ was, in a sense, glad since she could now try and move on with her life as best as she could. Jacob had been a big part of her life for many years, and it was strange to be single again, but it wasn't getting her down like she thought it would, which would be a plus.

Whilst she was still tying up things with Nica's case, as well as the stabbing that also happened to the woman they visited in hospital, Punk was doing every day cop duties with Dean.

"Here." Dean said, getting back into the cop car and passing over a coffee to Punk as he had gone into a coffee shop to pick up their usual drinks.

"Thanks." Punk nodded, taking the coffee from him as they sat outside, waiting on someone to page them or call them about something.

"So, how is AJ?" Dean asked, sitting his coffee in the cup holder in the car, "Is she taking the break-up well?"

"I think so." Punk nodded, "It's not like she's crying or… she's not coming into work. She's just getting on with it." He said.

"Shows how selfish guys can be, right? Dean shook his head, "He had a good woman in AJ. Smart and gorgeous." Dean said, "Big mistake for him to pick his career over her."

"Well we can't judge anyone." Punk said, "They're civil. I think that's helping AJ out a lot." He said as Dean nodded.

"Makes the world of difference when you're not throwing everything but the kitchen sink at each other." Dean nodded, "Someone else will come along. She's a pretty girl." Dean waved his hand, "A little intimidating sometimes I guess."

"What do you mean?" Punk turned to him.

"Well she's smarter than you and I combined. Probably. Guys might not like that their girl is repping a high-profile job whilst they're like… a sales manager." Dean shrugged.

"Nothing wrong with being a sales manager." Punk shrugged, "It's not about the job. It's about her as a person. She's still just a human being. Whether she's smart or not." Punk said, "I think that's what Jacob was missing out on." He said as Dean nodded.

"You never liked him anyway." Dean smirked a little.

"I didn't not like him. I just thought he was a douche for the way he just upped and left AJ every odd week. I mean he made no effort with her. I wouldn't have said that to her face but… he was just a guy who saw his opportunity at securing marriage and he took it." Punk shook his head.

"Yeah, I know what you mean." Dean nodded, "Well more power to her. She'll be fine." Dean shrugged as Punk nodded.

"Yeah. She'll be fine." Punk agreed. He knew she would be.

After Punk and Dean had been out on the beat for the most of the day, they had returned back to the station where Punk headed to AJ's office. He hadn't saw her all day, and to him that was fairly strange. He'd spent the past eight years seeing her almost every day. There was something great yet terrifying about that. Terrifying because he figured at some point down the line, he wouldn't get to see her every day. Which was a horrible thought.

Believe it or not, he was still thinking about that night when she tried to kiss him. He didn't overthink it and spend every second of his day replaying it over in his head, but he did think about what would have happened if he kissed her, and then he realised he wanted to kiss her, which had never occurred to him until now. Yeah, he'd always found her attractive, inside and out, but it was always a brother and sister relationship they had shared. He didn't know if it was wrong for him to feel attracted to her this way, but it was happening.

"Hey, you heading home? I was just about to leave." Punk said as she nodded.

"Yeah. Let me just grab my things." She said.

"I'll meet you in the car." Punk nodded.

"Wait, Punk." AJ said as Punk turned back around, standing in her office, "This is… this is ridiculous but… I have a delivery at home. It's-It's a new dresser." She said as Punk raised his eyebrows with confusion, "I'm no handy man." She shrugged as he caught on.

"And you think I am?" Punk laughed a little.

"I know you are." AJ smiled, "I just need some help. Jacob would normally do it so." She shrugged as Punk nodded.

"Yeah, ok. Ok." Punk nodded feverishly, "I'm not the on call handy man now, though." He warned as she grinned a little, "I'm serious."

"Ok." AJ hummed, "I'll get you in the car."

"This part should clip here." Punk said to himself, sitting in the centre of AJ's living room floor, his legs in a basket whilst he tried to build her new dressers. Twice the full thing had just collapsed and dismantled, and he was ready to lose his mind.

AJ had asked him if he minded her going for a shower, which he didn't of course, so that's where she had been whilst he was sat cursing and swearing at a set of drawers. She eventually came out of her bedroom wearing leggings and a t-shirt that was too big for her, as well as having wet hair. He wasn't used to seeing her so relaxed and unprofessional. It was nice.

"How you getting on?" AJ couldn't help smile whilst walking over to him, sitting down on the couch as he just shook his head, "I know you have little patience like me but… I'd end up throwing it out the window."

"I might do that." Punk looked up at her, "Why'd you need a new dresser anyway? Can't you just… put your clothes on the floor or something." He shook his head as she smiled.

"No. I can't." AJ said, "Ok, show me how to read instructions." She said, kneeling down beside him.

"April, you know how to read." Punk shook his head.

"I know but… I don't really know what order it goes in or… what different parts are. I need to learn how to do this stuff." She said as he turned to her. She had her 'I'm gonna be single for the rest of my life' head on, he could tell.

"Ok." Punk nodded, handing her over the instructions, "It goes in that order." He ran his finger down the page and back up onto the next, "But there'll be a back page where it'll show you images and names of all the different parts." He explained as she turned to the back and nodded, "Normally I set all the parts out in front of me so I can see."

"I love how organised you are." She joked as he smiled.

"And then you just start building it. The instructions will be self-explanatory usually." Punk nodded.

They sat for another hour where AJ helped Punk try and piece together the drawers, and then… they realised there was a part missing, and that explained why it had collapsed a few times. All they could do was laugh it off, and Punk got up from the floor and collapsed on the couch.

"You've ruined my night." Punk said as AJ laughed.

"No. Ikea ruined your night." AJ smiled, standing up and taking a seat beside him, "I'm sorry." She said whilst laughing lightly. She felt bad but couldn't help laugh. She was beginning to realise now, more so than before, that his company meant a lot to her.

"Fuck Ikea and their fucking missing parts." Punk folded his arms as AJ smiled.

"Do you want anything?" AJ asked him.

"No, I'm ok." Punk waved his hand, turning to her as he watched her sigh a little, "Miss him?" Punk asked, "I mean… I know he wasn't here much-"

"I think I just miss the idea of him." AJ admitted, "There is some joy you get out of… telling people you're engaged. That you have a fiancé." AJ nodded, "Sounds like you have life figured out." She nodded.

"Not really." Punk said as she smiled to him, "It was for the best, right? You put yourself first. He couldn't make you happy. You done nothing wrong. You'll fall in love again." He tapped her thigh friendlily as AJ looked at him. Yet again, he was here. And yeah, maybe he was here because she asked him, but the fact of the matter was that he was the only one she felt comfortable with asking to help her… with anything. Whether it was relationship advice or if it was constructing furniture. He was there, and he never needed to be, he wanted to be, and that was the best part.

Punk turned to her, watching as she looked at him intensely, and then she moved closer to him, close enough for her to lean over and kiss him. This time he wasn't gonna back away. He felt her lips press against his and suddenly their love became something more than a friendship.

AJ suddenly backed away for a second, looking in his eyes as she realised kissing him left an excitement in her body that she hadn't felt in a long time. Backing away only encouraged her to kiss him again, and this time he pressed his lips against hers, placing his hand at the back of her neck as he forcefully kissed her, leaning forward.

"W-What's happening?" AJ asked him through the kiss.

In response Punk stood up, picking her up with him and walking across to the bedroom whilst her legs wrapped around him tightly. Both could feel it. There didn't need to be an explanation of what was going on. That friendship they always had only made it more intense and exciting, and AJ suddenly realised what she needed from Jacob was something she'd always had with Punk.

Punk got to the bedroom, flicking the door shut with his foot as he pushed her recklessly against nearest wall. It all seemed like a mad rush but it felt good. So incredibly good.

He cupped her cheeks whilst kissing her against the wall, moving his mouth to her neck as he began sucking at her pulse point, running his hands through her still wet hair as she rolled her head back against the wall.

She hadn't felt sexual heat like this in so long. Her and Jacob barely even touched one another anymore, and she'd never felt so wanted like she did right now.

"You really wanna do this?" Punk asked her breathlessly whilst continuing to kiss her neck as she bit her lip and rolled her head back in response.

"Yes." AJ gasped, lifting his shirt over his head as she looked at all those glorious tattoos. She only ever had the pleasure of seeing them a few times in the Summer before, and being up close and personal with them made her stomach do butterflies. She was surprising herself at how much she wanted this.

Punk shifted her from against the wall and moved to the bed, lowering her down as he toppled over her, continuing to kiss her whilst his hands pulled her t-shirt over her head, which revealed her completely naked underneath with no bra.

He paused for a second and she immediately looked up at him. Did he not like what he saw? She knew his one-night stand records, they were normally all blonde and fake, and she was neither of those. She was terrified incase she was into this way more than him, but then she saw him smirk and felt her hands cup her breasts as she relaxed again and rolled her head back on the mattress.

He cupped her small but perky breasts and lowered his mouth down to each one, swirling his tongue around her nipples as she moaned breathlessly.

"Phil." AJ moaned, running her hand through his hair, "That feels so good." AJ said whilst he continued to tease he breasts as much as he could, until kissing down further her body, pulling down her leggings and panties where she now lay completely naked and under him. He never thought he'd ever be in this position, but now, at the time, it felt like they should have been here the entire time.

AJ propped herself up on her elbows looking down as he stared up at her. He was mysterious and charming and most of all, he really did care about her. She knew that.

He continued to stare at her, and then she realised he was waiting on some sort of approval, which he really didn't need, but she knew he was a gentleman. She desperately nodded to him as he smiled and parted her legs.

He touched her with his hands first and that was enough for her to drop from her elbows back down to the mattress, arching her back and getting lost in all of the pleasure. She then felt his tongue dip between her swollen lips and she desperately wanted to scream out but bit her lip to stop herself.

"Oh. Oh my God." AJ gasped, feeling his tongue dwell all around her most intimate area. He was hitting spots she never even knew existed, and she was so lost in all of him that she was beginning to forget where she was.

Punk knew that if things weren't supposed to go this far, then they would have stopped after their kiss, but there was fire between them both, part of him believed it was always there just waiting to be discovered, and he wanted her to feel as good as she deserved to. He wanted to be the one to take care of her for the night.

"Phil." AJ whispered, propping herself back up on her elbows, feeling him slide a finger inside her as she moaned loudly, "Fuck. Your-Your tongue feels amazing." She whispered as Punk then added a second finger inside her, which provoked AJ to whisper Spanish words to herself that he didn't understand, but which made him all the harder.

Punk continued to move his fingers in and out of her whilst flicking his tongue against her clit, until she began to get close, where he moved back up her body, his fingers still inside her, only this time moving his thumb to her clit. He wanted to watch her up close and personal as she came.

"You can let go." He whispered in her ear, kissing her neck as she moaned loudly, feeling everything rise up to the point of no return, "I wanna watch you." Punk whispered to her as she gripped his arm and came wildly in his arms, moaning out his name as she shook a little, causing him to smile.

He slid his fingers out of her, giving her a second as she rode out her intense orgasm, sucking on his fingers to taste her further as she smiled upon the gesture. He was gentle but he was rough. She couldn't describe it. It was the most intense orgasms she'd ever had, and she never thought in her wildest dreams that it'd be him who encouraged it.

"Where are the condoms?" Punk asked her, kissing her body, all around her neck and collarbone as she shut her eyes in all of the bliss.

"Top drawer." AJ told him as he reached over and opened the fresh box which lead him to believe that she probably hadn't had sex in a long time, even if she was with Jacob. But what the hell did he care. He was here now.

He undone his trousers and pushed them off with his boxers as AJ watched, eyeing his length up as he rolled the condom onto himself. He was big and she was ready to let him in.

He settled between her legs for a second, pressing his lips back against hers, trailing the kiss off to her jaw as he murmured, "You should be kissed every day." He said, making her voice hitch beneath her, "Every hour." He said, kissing back up her jaw, "Every minute." He whispered, pressing his lips back against her lips as she wrapped his arms around her neck.

"I want you." She whispered. She didn't want him to think this was just a healing method to her break-up. She wanted this. She wanted him. Even after all this time of being just friends. She wanted him like this.

"God, I want you." Punk nodded with awe, placing his hand down to his hardened member as he guided his way inside her tight walls, watching her as her eyes rolled back and her mouth gaped open, "Fuck." Punk grunted, "You feel so good." He whispered, staying paused inside her so she could adjust.

"Please." AJ moaned, looking up at him, "Please make love to me." She whispered, placing her hands at either side of his neck. There was no banter. There was no goofing around together. This was the most serious they had ever been, and they wanted this. They felt it. It was like they'd finally finished a jigsaw puzzle that they started eight years ago. They finally found the missing piece. Suddenly it all made sense.

They made love for as long as either one could hold out. AJ had never orgasmed so many times in the one night, and Punk had never been with someone that he could emotionally connect to.

They explored one another's bodies and took the time to love each other, not in the friendlily way they had been doing for eight years, but in a way that was always destined to happen. AJ couldn't remember the last time she'd ever felt this good, and healthy. It was like he was the therapy to her illness.

She was close again and Punk was almost reaching his peak. He lay behind her with her in front, holding her leg slightly up as he thrust into her from behind, occasionally reaching around and cupping her breasts, as well as kissing her neck the entire time.

AJ had never been loved quite like she had tonight. She felt taken care of completely.

"Uh… I'm gonna cum again. I'm-I'm so close." She moaned as her head was in line with his, laying on her side in front of him whilst he thrust into her hard, hitting her g-spot perfectly.

"Fuck, I'm there, baby." Punk grunted in her ear, "I'm right there." He moaned as she came first, backing into him and whispering his name over and over again as she then heard him reach his own release.

She'd never heard something so sexy before, it almost made her hungry for more. His moans were natural and loud and it only made him more attractive to her. He cupped her breasts whilst staying paused inside her, kissing her neck as she smiled to herself. She'd never been so sure about wanting something… someone before. She was just shocked it turned out to be him.

A/N: Lots of bumps on the road for them of course. Will it work out? REVIEW and let me know what you think!