Christmas
The next morning Punk woke before AJ and saw Charger sitting by the dinner and clearly he had to go to the bathroom. Punk decided to be a gentleman and dress and let Charger out so AJ could have some sleep. Punk had more than enough sleep, 6 hours was the most sleep he had gotten since AJ was whisked away to the safe house. He threw on his clothes from last night and quietly opened her door and Charger ran right out. Punk walked over to the front door and let him run out knowing he wouldn't go far and there were no neighbors to complain about a dog off leash.
"We picked up his dog food." Agent Kevin said from the couch as he drank some coffee.
"Good." Punk said watching Charger from the door. "Stop talking to AJ the way that you do."
"Excuse me?" Kevin asked with a laugh.
"She told me how you're fucking nasty to her when you're not you're making inappropriate jokes. I get that you're new but you show her some fucking respect or I'll teach you about respect." he threatened.
"I'm just trying to lighten the mood." Kevin defended swallowing a lump in his throat.
"How about you just be nice to her and she'll be nice to you and you won't have to worry about the mood?" Punk suggested. "Act like a professional while she's under your care because if something happens to her or you upset her again we're going to have a huge problem."
"I was just messing around." Kevin defended. "Look there's always a bunch of us here but sometimes it still gets lonely." He defended with a shrug and Punk looked towards him.
"So?" Punk asked.
"I miss my life too you know." Kevin said to him. "This isn't something I want to be doing day in and day out."
"Then why did you sign up to be an FBI agent?" Punk asked him.
"I didn't think babysitting a spoiled little prude was going to be my first major task." Kevin admitted and Punk narrowed his eyes at him. "Maybe you didn't mind it because you got something out of it."
"Don't you get a fucking paycheck?" Punk spat. "What do you want out of it Agent? You're lonely and you expect to be rewarded by the victim for doing your fucking job? You thought you'd come up here and get laid every night? What fucking planet are you from?"
"Worked for you." Kevin shrugged.
"This isn't a fucking game!" Punk yelled. "This is her life that is in your hands! And she's spoken for so fuck off."
"John said you two were friends. If I had known you two were dating-" he began.
"Don't listen to anything that moron says you listen to me." Punk hissed.
"Heard that." John said walking into the room.
"I want him out of here." Punk said to John. "I want an Agent with her that isn't thinking with his dick."
"You're one to talk." John shot at him.
"You know what? I knew her being here was a bad idea." Punk laughed as Charger ran back into the house and over to a waiting water dish. Punk slammed the door and looked at John.
"I'm leaving and I'm taking her with me and you try to force her to stay or do something shady again like cuff her and treat her like a criminal again I'll call your boss, I'll call your bosses boss and best of all I'll call the media." he said smugly. "I'll inform the media how the FBI has used their power to bully a young woman who is being stalked by a serial killer after watching her mother die."
"I'll get rid of Kevin." John said giving in.
"What?" Kevin asked.
"Happy now?" John asked Punk mockingly.
"Very." Punk spat out.
"I think we should talk." John started.
"We have plenty of time to talk later. I plan on being here until tomorrow." he told him.
"No." John smirked. "I said a few hours and gave you an entire night."
"And now I'm telling you she's not spending Christmas alone and I'm staying." Punk said simply. "We can talk on the way home- on the 26th."
"Phil?" AJ asked sticking her head out of the bedroom.
"I'll be right in." Punk said shooting her smile then glared toward Cena. "You ok with all of this?"
"Does it matter if I'm not?" John asked annoyed.
"Fair." Punk shrugged and passed him as he headed back into AJ's room.
AJ was in her robe sitting at her desk applying the minimal makeup she wear when he came back in.
"Where's Charger?" She asked.
"He already went for a walk and is eating." He told her.
"Good." She said happily. "How's your ankle?"
"It's good." Punk said to her looking down at the bandage AJ put on for him last night. "You did a great job."
"Thanks." she snorted. "What were you yelling about out there?"
"I was yelling at Kevin then Cena." Punk told her honestly. "Kevin is leaving."
"Really?" she asked with a smile and he nodded.
"Yup. He'll be gone so you don't have to worry about him anymore." Punk assured her.
"Thank you." She said relieved. "He creeped me out."
"Yea I can see why." Punk said sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Did John say if you could stay?" AJ asked him.
"I don't ask John's permission for anything." Punk scoffed. "I told him I was staying thru tomorrow and he didn't argue."
"I didn't even get you anything for Christmas." She said to him.
"I haven't gotten a Christmas present since I was 12." He laughed.
"That's so sad." She frowned. "But your family-"
"When my birth parents got arrested I told my quote on quote adoptive family I didn't want gifts." he said to her. "They always ignored me and got me something but I never accepted them. I'm not big on Christmas."
"Christmas was a really big deal in my house. My mom and I would decorate the tree and listen to Christmas music as he we decorated the entire house. Then we'd bake cookies and watch out favorite holiday movies." AJ grinned from ear to ear describing the memory.
"That sounds nice." Punk smiled. "Sorry you're stuck here."
"At least you're with me." She said to him. "I don't need all of that it's just a hard holiday for me and to not be alone makes me feel better."
"Good." he said to her. "So what do you want to do?"
"I'm allowed to do something?" She asked with a laugh.
"Sure are." He said to her. "You've got the best security detail in the world." he grinned.
"Well there's this little coffee shop-" she stopped mid-sentence and he narrowed his eyes at her.
"What coffee shop?" He asked warily.
"Nothing." She said quickly looking back
"April." he said in a warning voice.
"I sometimes sneak out." she admitted.
"Oh really?" Punk asked dramatically.
"For just an hour. I go down to this coffee shop it has books and I sit there and have a cup of coffee and read a few pages of a book." she defended quickly.
"So when you say sneak out you mean without security?" he asked her.
"Yes." She whispered.
"April..." he trailed off.
"Why do you keep calling me that?" she asked him.
"Because I'm trying to remain calm even though I'm incredibly angry." he forced out with a fake smile. "You know better."
"Do you know what it's like to have someone watch your every move?" she asked him. "How intrusive it is? How even though you're surrounded by people but you're still the loneliest person in the room?" she questioned. "I just needed a little time a day for myself."
"Ok." He said to her. "Can you not do that anymore?" he asked her.
"I can't promise that." She said to him.
"AJ I've seen this guy, I've spoken to him and he's deadly." he warned her.
"I know. I've watched him murder two people." AJ reminded him coldly. "I'm well aware of what he is capable of but I'm willing to the risk because if I sat in this house 24/7 I'd go insane!"
"Ok, ok." he said quickly. "How do you get out?"
"I go right out my window." She shrugged. "I tell them I'm taking a bath and they leave me alone for that amount of time at least."
"How far is it?" he asked.
"Just a fifteen minute walk through the woods." She said to him.
"The woods?" he asked with a chuckle.
"It's fine." She said to him and he just nodded. "I don't think you'll make it there on a bum ankle though."
"Probably not." Punk agreed. "Sorry."
"Don't be sorry." She smiled standing up and walking over to take a seat on his lap. "Like I said just not being alone means the world to me. I've got my dog and my best friend here with me." she said kissing his cheek. "This is the best Christmas I've had in seven years."
"Best friend huh?" He teased.
"Well don't be too flattered. I don't have many options." She teased.
"I accept the honor." he said to her and kissed her lips sweetly. "I need to shower." he then moved her gently off of his lap. "Think about something fun we could do."
"Will do." She said to him.
After getting dressed and making sure her hair and makeup was perfect she came out to check on Charger and saw John sitting at the kitchen counter.
"Kevin already gone?" AJ asked.
"He is." John confirmed sipping coffee. "Why didn't you tell me he was being inappropriate?"
"Because you would take his side." AJ shrugged.
"I'm here on Christmas because I am on your side." John pointed out. "I'm not here to be a jerk or torture you I'm just trying to help you. I know you don't really remember me but I worked your mom's case. I was a rookie at the time."
"You did?" She asked pouring herself a cup.
"I did. I'll never forget that night. It was one of my first nights actually and I was with Shawn when he found you in the closet." John admitted. "I wanted to work this case because I froze that night. I was no help to Shawn or you."
"I don't blame you." AJ said to him. "It's understandable."
"I just want to right that wrong and make this go away for you." he said to her. "Let me help you."
"I am." She said to him. "It's not easy for me either. I'm doing the best I can."
"We all are." John said to her. "I feel like I'm fighting a battle with Punk over you and still trying to fight off Jake Miller."
"He's worried about me." AJ said to him. "We're good friends."
"Good friends." he laughed. "I just don't believe that."
"Believe it." she said to him.
"So after all of this is over you two are going back to Jersey and what? That's it? You two just continue to be 'friends' and date other people?" John asked with a laugh.
"I don't know. I don't want to think about the future." she said to him. "I just want to live in the moment."
"I really want to do something special for the holiday are you staying or is someone else coming?" She asked him.
"You got me until they find someone to replace Kevin." John said to her.
"I want to cook a big dinner but I need food." She said to him.
"You need me to go out and pick up food for a romantic friendly dinner?" John asked her.
"You're invited too. No one should be alone on the holiday." She said to him. "Unless you want to lend me your car so I can go pick up the food." She offered anxiously.
"Make a list and I'll go." John smirked.
"So what about your family?" AJ asked. "How's your dad doing?"
"He's alright. He's in Virginia too." John said to her. "Your dad still keeps in touch with him."
"I figured." AJ snorted. "No one to spend the holiday with?"
"Nah I don't have any good friends like Punk has. I'm busy with work." John told her.
"You need to have a life. Maybe you wouldn't be so stiff." AJ shrugged as she wrote out a list.
"Thanks." John laughed.
"Here." She said passing him the list. "Thanks. And as for behaving I'll try more."
"That's all I ask." John said standing up and grabbing his keys. "I just want you to not live in fear, my entire life as of right now is dedicated to you." he said to her and she smiled faintly.
"How nice." Punk grinned walking out of the bedroom.
"I'm leaving for an hour." John told Punk who just nodded.
"What was that about?" Punk asked her.
"He just wants me to try a little harder." AJ said to him. "He really is trying."
"He's fantastic." Punk remarked sarcastically and watched as AJ poured him a cup of coffee and handed it to him.
"He's going to the grocery store so I can cook a big dinner tonight." she informed him and his eyes lit up.
"AJ's home cooking." He said with a smile. "I've missed it."
"Yup me, you, Charger and John." She announced and his face fell.
"John?" Punk asked.
"I cant' have a big meal and not feed him." She laughed. "That would be rude."
"Wouldn't want to be rude." He forced out.
"Why don't you try with him?" She suggested.
"Because I don't like the way he operates and I don't trust him." Punk admitted. "There's something wrong about him. He's unethical, he's a liar and he has a stupid haircut."
"Oh stop." She laughed almost spitting out her coffee.
"I'm not here to spend time with John." He reminded her. "I'm here to hang out with you."
"You can help me cook." She offered.
"Sounds fun." He smirked. "By the way I found these clothes mixed in with your stuff."
"Oh yea some of your stuff got mixed in with mine when they gave me my bag. I hope you don't mind I wear a lot of to bed." she said to him.
"Don't mind at all." Punk said feeling some sense of pride.
Punk helped AJ prepare dinner but he really just sat there and watched her cook it all. All the food she made looked amazing and if John wasn't sitting across from him instead of AJ it would have been the perfect night. AJ was at the head of the table in-between the two. Punk glared at him for most of the dinner while John spoke to AJ for a lot of it. They were talking about high school and towns people he hadn't even met yet.
"I think I'll take Charger out." Punk said throwing his napkin on the table.
"You can't walk on your ankle." AJ frowned. "I'll take him."
"I'll take him." John laughed. "Come on Charger." he said slapping his hands together but the dog completely ignored him.
"He doesn't like you." Punk grinned and whistled and sure enough Charger was up and waiting at Punk's feet. "My ankle is good now." He said to AJ.
"Why don't you go on with him?" John suggested. "I'll clean up."
"You don't mind? That would be so nice." She smiled as Punk rolled his eyes as he slipped on his jacket.
"Not at all. You cooked I'll clean." John said clearing the plates.
AJ grabbed her jacket and stepped outside in the dark night with Punk and Charger.
"You were so quiet during dinner." AJ noted. "Is everything ok?"
"Yup." He forced out as he tucked his hands into his pocket and watched as Charger jogged ahead of them.
"I know you don't like him." AJ began. "But he's really not that bad."
"Do I have to worry about this?" he asked her bluntly.
"Worry about what?" AJ asked confused.
"The two of you." he clarified. "He'll be here until he gets a replacement and you two have a lot in common-"
"You're jealous." She laughed.
"I'm not jealous." He snorted. "Ok maybe a little." he admitted bitterly and she smiled wide and wrapped her arms around his one large one.
"You have nothing to worry about." She said to him. "We're just friends."
"That's what we keep telling people." Punk pointed out.
"You're the only friend I've had in my entire life with this kind of 'friendship'." she assured him.
"When this is all over and I've said it before- I want to do things right with you." He said with her. "I want to take you out and hangout."
"I'd really like that." She smiled.
"Until then though..." he trailed off.
"We're going to tell everyone we're friends when we're really more?" she asked.
"I was going to say not mess around with other people." Punk shrugged.
"Who am I going to mess around with?" she asked amused.
"Captain America for one." Punk spat.
"Stop." She laughed.
"I can't wait for all of this to be over so I can be normal with you." he said to her keeping his eyes on Charger the entire time.
"You mean like I can see your place?" She asked him.
"It's not much to see but sure." He smirked.
"We could hold hands?" she asked.
"I can do that now." he said pulling his hand out of his pocket and lacing his fingers with hers.
"How have you not been scared off?" She asked seriously.
"You scare the crap out of me." Punk admitted with a laugh. "Not the crazy killer following you around."
"You think I'm crazy?" She teased.
"No you scare me because I've never felt had a connection with a woman like you before." Punk confided. "You're beautiful, you hate all of the same things I hate, you love all of the same things I love, you're easy to talk to and we connect on a physical level that I can't even describe."
"So it's not just about the sex to you?" she asked him.
"The sex is fantastic." He blurted out. "But I'm more interested in the entire package. The entire tiny, gorgeous, emotional and caring package." Punk looked down and saw her eyes were on Charger. "I kind of put myself out there for you." he noted. "I'm feeling a little foolish."
"Don't." She whispered. "Take me back inside." she said turning to look at him.
"I feel like your body will have a glass to the door." He smirked.
AJ leaned up and kissed him sweetly. Punk forgot about the cold as he wrapped his arms around her waist and slipped his tongue into her mouth. She pulled away to catch her breath and looked up at him.
"No." She said to him.
"No?" he asked with a laugh. "No what?"
"We're nothing more than friends." She informed.
"AJ-" he began.
"Come on Charger!" she shouted and he came running to her then ran inside leaving a confused Punk outside.
Punk stormed inside after pacing for a few minutes and John was still in the kitchen cleaning when he entered AJ's room without even knocking.
"I'm getting changed." She said standing in only a pair of leggings and a bra.
"I've seen it all." He scoffed slamming the door behind him. "What the fuck did you mean by no? I laid my heart out there for you- you've done the same to me. Is this like a payback thing? Are you just messing with me?"
"Phil-" she started.
"No?" he asked mockingly. "What do you want from me? Do you find your buddy Nick to be a better pick for you? Do you think I'm lying? Please fucking explain to me what we've been doing for months and why you don't want something more?!"
"Because I'm scared!" She yelled at him. "The minute Jake is behind bars again I want everything you talked about, I want you to take me out to dinner, I want to hold hands and watch movies at your place! I want to be more than your friend! But until then no."
"Why?" he asked slowly trying to remain calm.
"Because if I let this final wall down and something happens to you..." she trailed off. "I can't even think about it."
"You don't have to think about it." Punk said to her with a laugh. "Nothing is going to happen."
"Your ankle." She reminded him nodding towards the wound.
"My ankle? I've gotten worse." He assured her placing his hands on her torso and tugging her against him. "Don't make me beg." he teased.
"You'd do that?" She asked curiously.
"I'd get down on my head and knees." he admitted honestly. "Don't take away my manhood here. Unless you really just aren't into me that way and if that's the case I'm not-"
"It's not the case." She assured him cutting him off. "I just have this terrible feeling that I can't shake."
"Shake it off." he said to her. "Jake is one more screw up away from a lethal injection."
"If we make this 'official' they'll take you off the case." She noted. "Actually that's not a bad idea..."
"No one has to know until it's over. But let's be real we've been like this since day one." he informed her.
"I think everyone knows." She smirked.
"Well let's make it real loud so John knows for sure." he teased waggling his eyebrows.
Punk kissed her and lifted her slightly then carried her over to the large armchair in the room and sat down with her on his lap. She was ravishing his mouth and began to sway her hips against him. Punk's hands wandered her bare back and over her bra buckle but didn't bother to remove it. Punk's one hand moved to her front and slipped into her pants and began to tease her over her panties.
AJ's lips moved off of her lips and kissed his jawline until she reached behind his ear and kissed over his pulse point. Punk jerked up into her at the feel of her nibbling on him there and noted that was a sweet spot for him. Inside of her pants he pushed her panties to the side and his thumb began to rub circles around her causing her to nibble harder on him. AJ's hips moved faster against his touch as he continued to tease and massage her. She moved her lips away and kissed the tip of his nose and looked into his eyes as he made her cum so easily.
"Do you have any idea how hot it makes me when the simplest of touches make you come undone?" he asked her and nipped at her lips.
"You're the only man in the world who could do this to me." She whispered.
"Take your pants off." he ordered.
AJ climbed off of him and instead of rushing out of her pants she put on a short show and slowly slid her pants down and was in her bra and underwear. Punk watched as she left the under garments on and dropped to her knee's before him and tugged at his sweats and pulled them with his boxers down. Punk sat back in the chair and felt her rub her hands hands up and down his thighs.
"AJ you don't have to- I'd much rather have you on me." he insisted.
"You're hurt." she pointed out.
"I'm not." He corrected then felt her hands begin to stroke him. "Ok well maybe a little. My ankle does hurt a little." he remarked innocently watching her carefully.
AJ ran her tongue around his tip as she stroked him then placed her mouth over his head and sucked gently. Punk's hands moved to her hair and he held it behind her head so he could watch her and she didn't have anything blocking her way. Her mouth would take him deeper and deeper and Punk's hips would move into her mouth gently.
"Ok now." he said pulling her mouth away. "That was more than enough."
"I wasn't finished." She frowned. "Did you not like it?"
"Yea I fucking liked it but the problem is I was about to finish." Punk pointed out. "Get up here please." he said tapping his knee and she stood up and straddled his lap.
Punk couldn't wait to have her lips on his again and wasted no time when he pushed her panties to the side. AJ's hands moved to his shaft and guided him inside of her. Her hips moved over him and he joined in matching pace. Their hands were all over unsure of where to do leave with them and her pace picked up rapidly.
"Yea." she moaned repeatedly as his nails dug into her hips to keep her steadily moving over him. "That's so good." she moaned.
"Louder." He hissed slamming into her just as hard.
"Phil!" She screamed. "Oh my god Phil!" she cried.
"Thatta girl." he said proudly.
"Yes!" she cried even louder and that only encouraged him.
Punk's hand moved to her clit and with one hand on her hip, the other one ran over clit roughly until she clenched him tightly and he felt her dribble down him and her juices fall onto his thighs. Without disconnecting their bodies he lifted her off of the chair and dropped her onto the bed. He moved both of her legs over his shoulders and thrust into her harder than he ever had before. He rested his right knee on the bed since he had the bum ankle and his left leg was firmly on the floor for leverage.
AJ's entire body was vibrating as he plowed into her roughly and she was now falling out of her bra. Her hands fisted the bed sheets as she whimpered constantly. Punk couldn't keep his eyes off of her face and even though her eyes were closed that what's he was looking at. He wanted to make sure he wasn't hurting her which he knew he wasn't but he could watch her for days. Her body was so slick already that he slid in and out of her with unbelievable ease.
"That's it!" she shouted. "Oh god Phil that's it!"
"Go ahead baby." he encouraged. "One more time."
"Fuck!" she screamed out as she came again and her body was shattered. Punk came a few thrusts later and he pulled out of her body and released her legs.
"I didn't hurt you, right?" he asked.
"No." She said deliriously happy. "Three is becoming my new favorite number." She teased.
"When we get back home and we don't have to worry about people listening I'll bump that number up." he promised.
"Impossible." She laughed and his eyes widened.
"Don't challenge me." He grinned. "I can get you off five times before I get off once."
"Sure." she laughed sitting up and adjusted her panties back.
"Remember this conversation because it's going to happen." He warned her.
"I have to shower again." she said to him. "And feed Charger."
"You shower I'll feed Charger." Punk offered sitting up himself now.
"He can have some of the turkey I made." she said to him and he nodded as he avoided his boxers and just pulled up his sweats. "Wait!" She said on her hands and knees and crawled to the edge of the bed. "It's after midnight, Merry Christmas." he leaned down and gave her a Christmas kiss and his hand couldn't help but trail down her spine and slip behind her panties again and give her right butt cheek a pinch causing her to giggle.
"Merry Christmas indeed." he grinned. "Maybe hold off on that shower."
"Phil." She warned.
"I need a shower too." he defended innocently.
"Hurry back." She insisted.
Punk stepped outside and Charger was waiting at the door and ran into the kitchen and to his empty food dish.
"Sorry buddy." Punk said grabbing the leftovers out of the refrigerator.
"You're still leaving after Christmas." he heard John say as he walked in behind Punk.
"I know." Punk said not even looking at him.
"You still-" he began.
"Shut the fuck up and stop telling me what I have to do. You worry about your job and I'll worry about mine." Punk shot at him.
"Jake is going to want to try to kill you again." John warned him. "This time we'll be waiting."
"Great." Punk remarked. "I hope it's not that Agent Kevin douche. If that's the case I'll take my own chance."
"Nope not him." John said to him. "You are going to have a 24 hour Agent attached to your hip."
"No fucking way." Punk laughed.
"You also can't come back here." John warned him. "We can't risk Jake following you here."
"So I'm going to be under 24 hour surveillance while you get to hang out here and fawn over AJ knowing I can't come back here?" Punk asked with a laugh. "How convenient." he mocked.
"You have it all wrong. I won't be here with AJ I'm your 24 hour surveillance." He informed him with a laugh. "Get used to me pal, we're going to be spending a lot of time together." he laughed slapping his shoulder then walking away.