A few weeks had gone by since AJ requested that she and Punk no longer carried on with their regular, night to night meetings. She just felt like it was too much, and too unrealistic. She didn't want to hurt Jamie, or deal with the consequences that she would have to face if she was to tell him what she had been up to. Even if it meant she had to ignore the fact that she was madly in love with Punk, and ignore the fact that every moment she spent with him, felt like she had been waiting her entire life for that moment, even if it was just the smallest of things.

She just wanted to move on. She was trying to convince herself that it was just a crush that went too far, but she knew herself that it wasn't. They both knew that when they were together, in each others arms, the world was theirs.

She knew it was wrong for her to lead him on the way she had. She had promised him that they would be happy one day, and that she would tell Jamie with given time. But she just couldn't. She had finally come to her senses and realised that she had been cheating on her husband this entire time, all the while enjoying it too. She knew he wasn't too blame for that though.

She hoped they could both just move on, even though it was highly unlikely. She hadn't seen him once in the past few weeks. Either he was doing a pretty good job of dodging her, or he wasn't staying in his house. She knew she couldn't pull the 'I hope we can still be friends' stunt with him. They had a meaningful connection with one another, and the frustrating thing for her and him, was that they both knew they were meant to be together. But she had chosen the easy option over the right.

Punk, in the past few weeks, had been making sure to dodge AJ with every chance he got. He still couldn't believe she had ended things. He couldn't help but think back to the nights where they'd stay up talking. Talking about the future, and how things would one day be ok, and they'd be happy with one another. It was like she had just given up, and was forcing herself back into that horrible relationship with her husband. It was just so frustrating, because he knew she loved him. She was completely head over heels in love with him, and she was neglecting those feelings because it was the easy option, and because she just couldn't deal with the pressure.

He hated it. He wished he never let her in. Because now he'd had a taste of her, a feel of her, a taster of what they could be. He craved her more than anything. He'd lie in bed, and just long for her to be beside him. He loved her, and she called it off.

He was hurt, of course. But he wasn't going to sit around all day and weep about it. He had his work to concentrate on, and quite frankly, if she wasn't going to fight for them, then what was the point in him?

He hoped she was happy in her boring, unbearable at times, relationship. Because he wasn't going to be there when she came crawling back to him soon. In fact, he was surprised at how long she had lasted without crawling back to him. She clearly felt guilty, and obviously cared about her husband. She understood that. But if she cared about her husband, she would have told him the truth, and told him that she wasn't happy in a relationship with him. But she didn't have the guts. She was scared and timid. It was why Jamie had gotten away with marrying into her, and controlling her in their relationship. But she was none of his business now. He was done. He wasn't over her, but he was done with caring.

"You got the cases?" AJ tip toed downstairs as Jamie stood at the bottom, standing in the doorway with the door opened.

"Yeah. On you go out." He smiled, pecking her cheek as AJ walked by him, walking down the steps, shuffling through the snow, turning her head to follow her ears that picked up on the sound shovelling.

It was him. She hadn't seen him in weeks. He was wrapped up for the cold, hat, scarf, gloves, shovel in hand whilst he went to work in getting the thick snow away from his car. She stared over at him longingly as she went unnoticed to him. She missed him. She hoped he knew that. She hoped he didn't think that it was easy for her to tell him they couldn't continue with what they were doing. She was sorry, she said it to his face, but she felt like it was the right thing to do. Even though the only thing that had felt right these past months was being with him.

She turned her head, ready to step into her own car as Jamie locked the house up, hearing the shovelling pause, feeling him stare upon her without even turning around.

"Where you off to?" He asked, speaking to her for the first time in a few weeks, which felt like years to both of them. He didn't know why he was bothering. She was no doubt off for a romantic weekend away with her husband. It was none of his business.

"Jamie's parents." She turned around to face him, looking into his eyes, those sad eyes that she had hurt so much, "We always go for the holidays." She told him as he nodded.

He couldn't believe she was really doing this. Doing this to him. Restricting him. Flashing it in his face that she had her husband and he had no one. He knew she wasn't deliberately trying to hurt him, but it was hard, he didn't think she understood just how hard it was.

"Well have a good time." He told her casually, "Watch the roads." He told her as she nodded with a smile.

"Thanks." She nodded, stepping into the car whilst he watched Jamie join her after locking up the house. He turned back to shovelling the snow out of his drive way, shaking his head and moving along, the way he had been trying to do these past few weeks. He just had to move on and forget about her. If this was the game she wanted to play. Playing him and then leaving him like he was some piece of trash. He wasn't having it. They just had to move on like she was trying to do. Even though what they had was so passionate and incredibly hard to forget. They loved each other. It didn't get more serious than that. How could they ignore love so strong? Love found so sudden. The best love.

"Are you ok?" Jamie asked her as they waited in line at the queue to their gate for their flight to Jamie's parents house. They always went their for the festive season before Christmas. But Jamie had noticed that AJ wasn't as excited as she normally was. Christmas was her favourite time of the year, and she just seemed so on edge, and so down.

"Yeah." AJ nodded with a small smile, "I'm just tired."

"Well you're off on holiday now. Thank yourself lucky." He said. He'd always been jealous of AJ getting a lot of holidays as she was a teacher, and got the same holidays as kids, which was actually quite a lot.

"I know." She smiled, "But I've just been so busy these past few weeks, I'm shattered." She explained. But she wasn't tired from work, she was tired because she couldn't sleep, not without Punk beside her, not without a kiss goodnight from him, not without curling into his protective and safe body. She just felt sick without him. Not that she needed them, but it was even more symptoms of love showing up. She missed him, and she missed things could have been simpler for them. She wished she'd never got the chance to feel what it felt like to really be loved, and be with someone who really loved her, well and truly. It was all she could want in life now, but she was married, and judging by the small conversation with him today, Phil was still pretty pissed with her, and rightly so. She just hated how it had turned out. She just wanted to move on, if it was possible.

"Well when we land, it'll be late on anyway. We'll be getting straight to her hotel and crashing out. You can even sleep on the plane if you like." He smiled to her as she nodded, pulling her close as she hugged into his body, feeling him press a kiss on her head.

She just had to convince herself that she was happy with Jamie. She'd done it once. She could do it again.

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