A/N: If you saw the Divas on RAW last night I bet you're all expecting me to lose it and rant for a really long ass time, but I'm not going to do that... I'm going to stay calm...

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED PEOPLE!?

I mean, I saw it coming, but Paige took it too far, she hit her on that poll too hard. When they showed AJ after the attack, it looked like something was definitely wrong. I am still infuriated. I hope AJ is not injured, but we still have no update on her.

Also, did anyone see the video of Punk showing off his wedding ring at the award show he was co-hosting last night? It was so cute! Anyway, enjoy the chapter!

July 10, 2012

It seems like just the other day that we hooked up

(I was drivin', you was walkin' and I swooped you up)

From that moment on I knew you were the one, yeah

(I was single, you was lonely and we fell in love)

We would sit and talk for hours about anything

(Baby, you hung up, no, you hung up, on three hung up)

I bought your whip, I paid your rent, I gave you everything

(Said you'd always be my baby then you bounce)

AJ woke up, naked, next to Punk for the third time. She never told anyone, but they were more than friends last year during her storyline with Daniel. She didn't even tell Kaitlyn. But, that was different, now… now he has a girlfriend. Lita. Her idol. It makes her want to cry that she is the "other woman" in this. Lita was the "other woman" when her and Punk were "more than friends" last year. Everything in their friends with benefits deal was… okay, besides the feelings that both felt and hid for months, but then around Christmas, she got a text saying he got back with Lita. Worst. Christmas. Ever.

AJ clutched the sheet to her chest as she sat up, swinging her legs over the bed and quickly walking around the room, picking up her clothes as fast and as quiet as she can as to not wake him. What would they do now? She thought. Would he pretend it never happened like before? Would he tell Lita? Would they be awkward together? What if Lita found out? She would be dead, right? This makes her feel sick to her stomach.

She heard a faint groan and turned around as she put on her bra, seeing Punk wake up. She silently cursed under her breath as she sat in a chair across from the bed, watching him sit up and wonder why she was sitting there just in her underwear.

"We slept together, didn't we?" Punk asked and AJ only nodded her head.

"I'm such an idiot," AJ said, resting her elbows on her knees and putting her head in her hands, she felt tears forming in her eyes, but she blinked them away for fear he would find out she cared about him.

"You're not an idiot," he said. "I don't even know what happened, it was so fast."

"I know," she said, looking up, not realizing she was actually crying. "I can't believe we did this to her." She stood up and began to finish getting dressed frantically. "I-I have to go,"

AJ didn't notice Punk pulling on his boxers and walking over to her, grabbing her arm and pulling her towards him. "AJ, it was a mistake, we both know that. Amy doesn't need to know." Punk said.

"Right," she said, pulling her shirt over her head and leaving the room quickly, walking to her and Kaitlyn's room just down the hall, opening the door with her key card, she saw Kaitlyn awake.

"Where were you?" Kaitlyn asked, putting her magazine down and standing up, walking over to her. She saw the tears in AJ's eyes and remembered hearing about AJ and Punk having a "talk" the night before. "You slept with him, didn't you?" AJ nodded her head and Kaitlyn hugged her, giving her a shoulder to cry on. Kaitlyn knew how much she looked up to Punk, never thought they would actually sleep together, especially since Punk is with Lita, AJ's biggest inspiration.

"I have to tell her," she said, pulling away from Kaitlyn. "She's coming to Smackdown to be with Punk today, I have to tell her."

How you gonna

How you gonna up and leave me now?

How you gonna act like that?

How you gonna change it up, we just finished makin' up

How you gonna act like that?

How you gonna act like we don't be makin' love

You know we be tearin' it up, breakin' stuff, that ghetto love

How you gonna trip, how could you forget?

How you gonna act like that?

Later on that day, AJ was nervous to talk to Lita about this, afraid she was going to get destroyed or something, but she knew this was the right thing to do, whether she was given the worst beating of her life or being a shoulder to cry on. Either way, it made AJ feel uncomfortable about everything. She didn't know if she should mention their deal a year ago because she didn't know if he told her. Probably not, so maybe not mention it.

"Why're you so jittery today?" Daniel asked, sitting next to AJ in catering, who had a coffee in hand, but wasn't drinking it due to being so distracted. "I know you always are, but you look like you're on drugs right now."

"I'm not," she said, not realizing it was a joke. "I slept with Punk last night." She said in a hushed tone.

Daniel's eyes widened in shock, he never thought this would happen. "What?" He asked.

"It was a spur of the moment thing, I didn't even realize what we were doing really." AJ admitted. "One minute we were playing video games, the next he's on top of me."

"I don't need any details." Daniel said. "Who have you told?"

"Just you and Kaitlyn," she said. "I'm thinking about telling Lita."

"AJ, maybe you should," he said. "I mean, what if she finds out?"

"Yeah, you're right," she said. "Have you seen her around?"

"Diva's locker-room," he said and she stood up, walking away quickly towards the locker-room. She went in and saw Lita talking to the Divas about something. "Lita, can I talk to you?"

"Yeah," she said and followed AJ into the quiet hallway. "What's up?"

"Last night… I slept with Punk." AJ said quietly, looking down at her feet, expecting Lita to kill her.

"I knew it," Lita said, leaning against the wall. "I knew he was cheating on me." She closed her eyes and then looked back at AJ. "I'm not mad at you, AJ, I'm even more mad at him. He was always hitting on you backstage, even when we were together, and when he was with Beth last year. He didn't even tell me about you two had your 'friends with benefits' thing last year."

"Wait, you know about that?" AJ asked, surprised that she found out.

"Kelly Kelly told me," she said. "She knew because you disappeared from your shared room with her and would come back smelling like him and looking like a total wreck."

"It was before you two got back together." AJ said.

"I know," she said. "Want to help me with something?"

AJ looked at her confused, then responded. "Help you with what?"

"Help me get revenge on him." Lita said. "Come with me," she took AJ by the arm and took her to her private locker-room. They began planning their revenge on him and it was brilliant.

November 5, 2012

Girl, I never thought that lovin' you would hurt

(I did everything a good man would to make it work)

Girl, you should have told me you had second thoughts

(Like before I put the down on the house we bought)

Now I'm thinkin' you and me was a mistake

(But then it hits me and I'm missin' all the love we made)

Girl, I know that we've been goin' through some things, yeah

(But the sun is somewhere shinin' even when it rains, oh)

CM Punk storms down the halls, looking for the two woman who disappeared after RAW ended. He was livid. He gave AJ his heart, put his walls down for her, and she does this. Maybe he deserved it, he did cheat on Lita and hurt AJ emotionally last year. But this… this was way over the line. Pretending to be pregnant just for some stupid revenge because he slept with AJ. But how did they do it?

Punk knew exactly where they were going, they were going to escape before he found them, and they were going to take Lita's rental car. He walked straight to the parking lot and sees AJ and Lita walking fast to her car.

"Where you going? We need to have a little chat." Punk says, storming up to them.

"Okay," Lita says, turning around to face him. "Let's chat about how you cheated on me."

"It was one mistake, Amy," he says.

"I was a mistake?" AJ asks, stepping in front of Lita. "Is that what you've thought of me? Just some toy?"

"Not now, AJ," he says and she slaps him.

"Go fuck yourself," she says and goes towards Lita's car, her following closely behind.

"What the hell, AJ?" He asks, stepping in front of her.

"Look, Punk, I hurt you before you could hurt me again." She says. "Remember? Our little deal?"

"You're insane, AJ," he says angrily.

"Punk, maybe next time don't cheat." Lita says.

"Fine, but how did you do it?" He asks. "I went to the doctor appointments, Kaitlyn heard the heartbeat, we saw the baby on the sonogram."

"Nikki Bella," AJ says. "She's pregnant, Stephanie got her sonograms and pregnancy test then paid off the doctors. The attack was planned, so they paid off those doctors. I ate a lot, but you still didn't notice me losing then suddenly gaining weight. I took ipecac for the sickness."

"And which one of you came up with this?" Punk asks.

"Me," Lita says. "But AJ helped a lot,"

"Of course she helped," he says with a chuckle. "Don't think this is over, this is just the beginning." He turns around and walks away, remembering why AJ was a part of this, not knowing this was a big deal until now. The first and last times.

November 30, 2011

I'll be the one you kick it to

I'll be the one that misses you

I'll be the one to ease your pain

I'll be the one you want again

And you'll be the one I can't forget

You'll be the one that's heaven sent

You'll be the one I can't deny

You'll be the one that makes me cry, baby

AJ broke the kiss and looked down at the ground, trying to hide her blushing. Punk just smiled and looked down at her.

"Hey," he said, putting his finger under her chin and lifting it up slightly. "You don't have to be so embarrassed."

"What if someone saw us?" AJ asked quietly.

"It's midnight, chances are very unlikely." Punk said, leaning against the wall and crosses his arms. "Why are you still blushing?"

"I don't know," she said with a sigh, rubbing her arm with her hand. "It's just... weird, you're my best guy friend."

"And you're my best girl friend." Punk said, making her giggle and him chuckle. "Okay, maybe not the best choice of words, but you know what I mean."

"Yeah," she said, nodding her head as she pressed the up arrow on the elevator keys. The elevator doors opened and it was empty Punk and AJ both stepped in side and she pressed the '7' key, which was the floor of their room they were assigned to share that night. It was odd for a Superstar and Diva to be assigned the same hotel-room if they weren't in a romantic relationship, but everyone knew they were best friends, so nothing would happen.

As the doors closed, AJ and Punk stood at a safe distance apart, looking around awkwardly. Punk suddenly pulled AJ close to him and kissed her hard, his chest flush against hers as she brought her leg up to rest on his hip and her arms around his neck, their tongues dueling. Punk felt around and found the emergency button and pressed it, causing the elevator to stop and he pinned AJ against the wall.

Breaking the kiss, he looked down at her and she looked up at him, both staring deeply into each others eyes. She looked back down to his lips and nodded her head, he took the stupid hair pin out of her hair and threw it on the ground carelessly, kissing her again as his hands roamed down her back to the zipper of her dress, they heard the zipper as he slowly pulled it down. Punk broke their kiss, touching his forehead with hers. He hooked his finger under the thin strap on her dress and pulled it down her arm, doing the same with the other strap.

"Maybe we shouldn't," she said breathlessly.

"Yeah," he said backing away from her. "Maybe we shouldn't,"

AJ rested against the wall, throwing her head back and looking at the ceiling. "But… we are both single." she said.

Punk's lips were back on hers right after she finished the sentence, taking her arms out of the dress and pushing it down to fall in a puddle at their feet. He kissed down her neck, unhooking her strapless bra and letting that fall to their feet on top of the dress. He lifted her up and spun them around, pinning her to the other wall. He pushed her panties down before lifting her legs up to wrap around his legs again, taking off his shirt then working on his jeans. He pushed his jeans and boxers down to his ankles.

"Are you sure?" Punk asked, green eyes meeting brown eyes.

"God, yes," she said, wrapping her arms around to his back and clawing as he thrust into her. "God, Phil,"

Punk left kisses on her neck and breasts, speeding up his thrusts. "April," he moaned into her ear. Her head rolled back, hitting the wall behind her as she felt her release coming.

"I'm so close," she moaned as his hand traveled down to her clit and began to rub it. "Phil!" She came and he wasn't far behind, he came soon after her. She clung to him even after her orgasm, not wanting this moment to end. He lifted her legs from around his waist and let them fall to the ground, her arms still around his neck as they both attempted to steady their breathing.

Once they did, AJ picked up her clothes and began to get dressed, Punk did the same and they stood awkwardly as the elevator continued going up to the seventh floor. This night would be awkward.

"We're okay, right?" AJ asked, turning to him as the doors opened again.

"Yeah," he said and they walked to their hotel-room.

"I'm going to take a shower." AJ said, going into the bathroom and taking a long shower, hoping when she walked out he would be asleep. She had no idea what happened, they are best friends, this couldn't happen.

When she walked out, he was still awake, reading a comic book on his bed with some random show on the TV in the background.

"We can't do this," she said, leaning against the wall.

"Do what?" Punk asked, looking at her.

"This," she said, climbing on her bed next to his. "Being friends after what happened."

"What do you suggest we do then?" He asked.

"I don't know," she said, running a hand through her hair.

"AJ, relationships and me don't end well and I don't want to hurt you." He said.

"Then let's not have a relationship. No feelings. No strings attached. Just sex," she suggested.

"Really?" Punk asked.

"Yeah, why not?" AJ asked and walked over to Punk's bed and straddled his lap and kissed him.

Punk attempts to shake the memory as he walks to his rental car. He does love AJ, he gave his heart to her and he may have hurt her to save himself before, but he always loved AJ, he just wanted to protect both of them. He'd never felt this way about anyone, but he can't feel this way about her. She's the enemy now.

December 5, 2011

"Punk, what the hell is going on?!" AJ asked, storming into the men's locker-room, not caring that anyone else was there as well.

"What? AJ, you can't be in here." Punk said, taking her arm and leading her out of the locker-room.

"Lita, are you two together again? Have you always been? Am I the other woman?" She asked angrily.

"No, she wants to get back together, but I'm not letting that happen." He said, attempting to calm her down.

"Really?" AJ asked.

"Really,"

Punk didn't lie to her, she showed up at that RAW, attempting to get back together with him, but he turned her down because he wanted a real relationship with AJ, but at the time, she didn't. At least, that's what he thought. He didn't realize that neither of them wanted to be turned down by the other, so he got back with Lita around Christmas, which lead to his and AJ's last time.

December 23, 2011

"Hey, AJ," Punk said after spotting AJ in the airport.

"Hey," she said, looking at the list of flights. "Ugh, my flight to Puerto Rico was cancelled. Guess I'm spending Christmas in Chicago."

"Did you need somewhere to stay?" He asked. "It'd just be me anyway."

"Oh, no, I couldn't do that," she said. "I'll just get a hotel."

"Hotels are all booked now, it's the holidays, just come stay with me. Please?" He pleaded.

"Okay," she said and followed Punk to his car, putting their luggage in the back, he drove them to his home, taking their luggage inside.

"Your place is amazing," she said.

"Thanks," he said, putting their luggage down. "So, what did you want to do?"

AJ pulled him down and kissed him, both struggling to get out of their jackets and throwing them on the ground. AJ toed off her Converse, Punk broke the kiss and took his shoes off as well before lifting AJ up and taking her shirt off, taking his off as well. He carried her into the kitchen and pinned her against the wall, taking off her bra and taking a nipple in his mouth, swirling his tongue around and sucking on it, earning him moans from her.

"Punk," she moaned, pushing his head further on her breast, letting out a yelp when he bit on it then soothed it with his tongue, detaching his lips from her breast and kissing the valley between her breasts then moving to the other nipple, giving it the same treatment.

Punk's hands moved down to the button of her jeans, unbuttoning and unzipping them, pulling them down her legs, she then stepped out of them and kicked them away. He lifted AJ up and sat her on the counter, his fingers hooking into the sides of her panties and pulling them down her legs. He kissed down her neck, breasts, stomach until he reached her thighs. Punk pulled her towards him as he kneeled on the ground, he felt her hands on the back of his head, pushing his tongue into her wet heat.

"Phil!" AJ screamed, throwing her head back as he lapped at her wetness, lightly biting on her clit. He took her clit in his mouth and sucked on it. "Ph-i-i-i-ll," she moaned, squirming around causing him to hold onto her hips to keep her from moving.

"You taste so sweet," he said, the vibrations sent her over the edge, she came and he lapped up all her sweet nectar, standing up, she got off the counter and got on her knees, undoing and unbuttoning his jeans, pulling them down his hips along with his boxers, him stepping out of them. She took him in her mouth, sucking hard then sucking softly.

"April," he said in a whisper, his hand holding onto the counter to keep himself standing, she deep throated him and he came, releasing several warm spurts down her throat, which she swallowed happily. Punk lifted AJ up, carrying her to the table and laying her down, thrusting into her slowly, causing both to moan the other's name. He thrust into her slowly at first, slowly increasing his pace as he fondled her breasts, kissing and biting on her neck.

"God, Phil!" She screamed. "Y-Y-You m-make me f-feel… God, so good!"

Punk lifted her up and carried her over to the living room, taking her against the wall.

How you gonna up and leave me now?

(Why you do?)

How you gonna act like that?

(Why you gotta act like that?)

How you gonna change it up, we just finished makin' up

(Whoa, ho, baby)

How you gonna act like that

(But I need you)

How you gonna act like we don't be makin' love

(Oh, whoa, baby, baby)

You know we be tearin' it up, breakin' stuff that ghetto love

How you gonna trip, how could you forget?

How you gonna act like that?

"Faster, baby," she moaned, raking her nails up and down his back. He knew he couldn't go the pace she wanted against a wall, so he moved them over to the couch, knocking a lamp over in the process. He laid her down on the couch and climbed on top of her, thrusting into her again, loving the feel of her velvety walls clutching onto him each time he entered her. Supporting himself up on the arm rest next to AJ's head, he used his other hand to travel down to her leg and lifted it up, putting it over his shoulder, being able to go deeper into her.

"Phil," she moaned again, arching her back as she felt herself reaching her peak. He suddenly pulled out and lifted her up bridal style and carried her upstairs to his bedroom, throwing her on the bed, he climbed on top of her and thrust into her again. "I'm so close,"

"Me too, babe," he said and thrust into her even faster and deeper than before.

"I'm going to cum!" AJ announced and came, the feel of her wetness covering his cock made him come also. He pulled out and rolled over next to her.

After regaining their breath's, AJ got up and took one of Punk's shirts from his closet and put it on, climbing back on the bed and laying next to him, falling asleep with his arms wrapped around her and a smile on her face.

December 25, 2011

There was a knock on the door and Punk answered it. Lita.

"Amy, what are you doing here?" Punk asked, shocked his ex-girlfriend is there.

"Who is it?" AJ asked, walking to the door, her smile fading when she saw who it was.

"Punk, can we talk out here, please?" Lita asked and he followed her outside and shut the door behind him. "Look, Phil, it's Christmas. Can we try us again?"

Punk looked behind him at the door, wishing AJ would open it and say what they both knew they felt about each other, but she didn't. He looked back at her. "Okay, let's give this a try." He didn't know on the other side of the door, a heart broke and tears fell when the woman he loved heard him say what he said.

AJ went straight for the guest bedroom, grabbing her phone and booking a plane ticket for Puerto Rico and grabbing her coat and bags. She might be able to make it there in time since it was only morning. When she walked back to the front door, Punk and Lita were still outside, she stepped out the door with her coat and shoes on, her bag trailing behind her.

"I got a ticket to Puerto Rico, thanks for letting me stay with you." AJ said and patted him on the back. "Thanks for letting me stay with you." He couldn't say anything as she walked towards the elevator across from his door, the walk there felt like the longest walk of her life as her tears fell from her eyes and heard the door close behind Punk and Lita, looking back and thinking about going in and telling him how she really felt, but didn't. She just wiped her tears and held her head high as she felt the worst heartbreak of her life and pressing the down button on the elevator.

You know I'm willin' to do anything

Just to keep you in my heart

(Keep you in my heart)

I messed around and gave up everything

I thought we'd never part

(Yes, I did, baby)

I was a player and I made the choice to give my heart to you

And I gotta keep it that way, ooh, baby

AJ shakes the memory from her head, feeling terrible about everything, feeling the same heartbreak again. She walked into the hotel-room she's sharing with Kaitlyn, seeing Kaitlyn fuming with anger.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Kaitlyn asks, angry from the chair shot AJ delivered to her earlier and angry about her bullshit.

"I couldn't," AJ says, her eyes red from crying about this decision and her memories with Punk. "And I didn't hit you with the chair, it was Lita, she just went back under the ring after she took out you and Brie. I only hit Nick,"

"I can't believe this, April, you lied to me!" Kaitlyn says.

"I'm sorry,"

"That isn't enough,"

"What is?"

"Tell me why and how you did it."

So, AJ told her everything, about her and Punk's deal a year ago, about how he broke her heart, everything.

"Please forgive me," she says.

"Of course I'll forgive you, but next time tell me." Kaitlyn says and the two best friends hug.

Punk laid awake at night, thinking about AJ again, it being incredibly to not think about her and the baby he thought they were going to have. AJ laid awake thinking the same, neither knowing that they would have the same dream.

The dream…

"Come on, AJ, just a few more pushes!" Punk says, AJ squeezing his hand as she pushed out their baby.

"AHHH!" AJ screams. "You suck, you suck, you suck!" She squeezed on his hand harder, nearly breaking it as she attempted to push a watermelon out of her. "I can't do it, I can't do it." Tears fall down her face as she squeezes harder on Punk's hand.

"Yes you can, come on April, you can do it!" Punk supported, just as AJ gave the final push and the only thing heard in the room was crying.

"It's a boy," the doctor announced.

"April, it's a boy," he tells AJ as the rest the baby in her arms.

AJ looks up at Punk and kisses him, then they both look down at their perfect baby boy.

"What did you want to name him?" Punk asks her.

"Phillip Brooks Junior,"

How you gonna up and leave me now?

(Ooh, baby)

How you gonna act like that?

(Why you gotta treat me this way?)

How you gonna change it up?

(Why you treat me wrong?)

We just finished makin' up

How you gonna act like that?

(Can me somebody tell me why)

How you gonna act like we don't be makin' love

(Why? Why? Hey)

You know we be tearin' it up, breakin' stuff that ghetto love

(Oh, oh, baby)

How you gonna trip?

(All my friends became your friends)

How can you forget?

(All my ends became your ends)

"Wait, wait, you're returning to the ring!?" Punk asks, angry at his wife who gave birth not even six months ago, who wants to return already. "You'll miss a lot of milestones in our son's life!"

AJ spins around to face him. "I'm sorry, but I love the business and I took over a year off for you to have a baby I didn't even want." AJ yells at him, then hushes her voice towards the end of the sentence, remembering the sleeping baby in the room next to theirs.

"'I'll be there for you April.' 'You can go back after you have the baby.' 'I can handle it.'." AJ reminds him as she packs her bags.

"I was thinking commentary or something, not wrestling so soon after the baby." Punk says. "And I didn't force you to have him, I would've supported you even if you had an abortion!"

"But you wanted him, we weren't even a week married when we found out, we were so in love then and I thought I wanted this." AJ says. "But I found out I couldn't do this too late."

"So you're just going to leave?" Punk asks. "Leave me to raise him alone?"

"No, he's my child too, Punk, after I had him I realized I do want him, but I want a career too." AJ says. "I love you, Phil, which is why you should support me on this."

"Well, maybe I can't," he says.

AJ takes off her wedding ring and looks at it, holding it between her fingers for a minute before shoving it in his chest, zipping up her bag. "Well, I guess I can't keep this." She says, taking her bag off the bed and walking away.

Three months later, AJ stood in the ring next to Dean Ambrose, who she was now involved in a storyline with. He was the WWE Champion and she was the Diva's Champion.

"Last night I defeated Seth Rollins, again. He's proven to me that he isn't competition, so I challenge anyone to a match at Summerslam for this title." Dean says and that familiar static is heard throughout the arena as everyone is on their feet for the returning Superstar… and husband.

"Dean Ambrose, great job last night," Punk says, standing on the stage with a mic, not staring at Dean, but at AJ. "But, I must say, you need a little bit more work. Stop paying attention to my wife and more attention to winning matches, because if I remember correctly, you nearly lost and the only reason you won was because of the mother of my child."

"Punk, get over it, you got a divorce, she's mine now." Dean says.

"AJ, do you want to tell him or me?" Punk asks, walking down the ramp, both Dean and Punk see her look down. "I guess I will, see we both never signed the divorce papers so they were never filled. We're still very married," he pulls something out of his jacket and walks into the ring, taking AJ's left hand and putting the giant ring on her ring finger.

AJ quickly takes it off and asks for a mic. "You didn't want to support me coming back, so we're done."

"Then why didn't you sign the papers?" Dean asks.

"Yeah, AJ, why?" Punk asks.

"Because we have a son, Punk, kids in divorces get messy and I don't want him to go through that." AJ says.

"He's not even one, he wouldn't even remember." Punk says.

"I don't care, I just don't want to always swap him back and forth every few weeks." She says. "Now why are you here?"

"I'm feeling great, so I decided to come back and get what's rightfully mine. The WWE Championship," the fans cheer at that and he smirks, bending down so he's eye level with AJ. "And you, sweetheart," she slaps him and throws the ring at him, storming backstage with Dean following behind her.

"And still WWE Champion, Dean Ambrose!"

The referee raises Dean's arm as AJ looks at him in shock that he chose a title over her and Punk chose her over a title. Everyone saw Punk look at AJ and yell. "I will always love you." Before Dean hit his signature and pinned Punk. The match had a stipulation added earlier in the night by AJ herself, the winner got the championship and the loser had her heart. Even though she wouldn't have admitted it earlier, she's happy Punk won.

AJ slid under the ropes and stood up, slapping Dean before kneeling down to check on Punk. "Phil, Phil, can you hear me?" She asks and Punk looks at her, she kisses him and although he was taken by surprise, he kissed her back. AJ eventually broke the kiss. "I love you,"

AJ and Punk both woke up from the dream, sitting up in their bed's thinking about it. AJ's knees went up to her chest and she wrapped her arms around them, thinking what the dream meant. Did it mean her and Punk were meant to be? That the baby should've happened? That it would happen? Or was it just a dream because they were thinking about it? Neither knew and neither wanted to know the truth because sometimes the truth is just too hard to hear.

How you gonna act like that?

How you gonna up and leave me now?

How you gonna act like that?

How you gonna change it up, we just finished makin' up

How you gonna act like that?

How you gonna act like we don't be makin' love

You know we be tearin' it up, breakin' stuff, that ghetto love

How you gonna trip, how could you forget?

How you gonna act like that?

A/N: The song used was "How You Gonna Act Like That" - Tyrese.

Who has a better reason to be mad? AJ or Punk?

Will they ever make up?

Was the dream a sign?

What are Lita and AJ's plan for Punk?

Review and rant to me about RAW if you want!