Punk lay in his bed, comfiest and happiest he had ever been, AJ snuggled up to him, both of their bodies touching intimately with nothing to hide under the sheets. He could have laid in bed all day with her, just small talking with her, pressing his hand up against hers, every so often feeling her kiss his chest. It was like their little world that no one knew about.
AJ felt so at peace, like the world was shut out and it was just her and Punk in this moment. She could have stayed in his arms forever.
Just as they were both shutting off to sleep, the clock ticking on to 5am, Punks phone lit up on the side cabinet, vibrating as it rang and caused both of them to jump.
"Sorry." Punk said immediately, reaching for it and seeing that it was Dean calling him.
"Who is it?" AJ asked softly, looking up at him.
"It's just Dean." Punk twitched his nose, declining the call and sitting his phone back on the cabinet.
"Shouldn't you answer it?" AJ asked him, turning her face away from looking up at him, leaning it back on his chest again as he ran his hands up and down her arms, kissing her head.
"I'll see him tomorrow. He can wait." Punk said, he was more focused on enjoying this quiet and peaceful time with AJ before she had to get up and go to work.
With Dean and Seth…
"Great, he's not answering." Dean said, throwing his phone on the couch, "We are not doing this, do you understand me?" Dean warned Seth, wanting this crazy idea he had to get out of his mind.
"If you are both my friends, you'll help me with this." Seth said, "We could take them any day."
"Punk is just out of a god damn car crash. I am in no position to suit and boot up again just because you can't let go." Dean pointed to Seth.
"This isn't about me letting go. This is about making those fuckers pay." Seth said with venom.
"It was four years ago man, you have to forget about it." Dean said in a soft tone now.
"I don't care. It could have been 10 years ago. They took away something that I love, an innocent woman's life. I can't live with myself until I know they've paid." Seth said, "I can't do this without you both." He said, knowing he couldn't take their previous thug life on by himself.
"Well I'm sorry Seth, I'm not risking my life again, more importantly I'm not risking my girlfriends, you know what they're like down there, they want to hurt everything we love, they don't want to hurt us… I'm not risking what happened to Claire, to happen to Renee." Dean shook his head, "And I think I speak for Punk to."
"You are officially the most selfish man ever to live." Seth nodded gritting his teeth, "It will take us one god damn night, job done, I have everything planned out."
"And what if that one god damn night blows up in our fucking face? We're screwed." Dean threw his hands up in the air.
"Ambrose." Seth stared at Dean with a demon look, "Please." He begged.
Dean just paced on the one spot. How could Seth ask so much of him and Punk, he just wished Seth could move on with his life, but he knew it was easy for him to say than Seth to do.
"And what if…" Dean looked at Seth, "What if we fuck up… they want to get us back and it's AJ or Renee sitting on that chair with a gun to her temple, that won't be one woman's life we ruined, that will be two, or maybe three… maybe they'll take both of them." Dean said, "Seth, I don't think I can do this." Dean said, his stomach was in knots at the thought. Yes, of course he wanted to help his friend out, but there was just too much to put at stake.
"AJ or Renee won't be harmed. I've planned everything out. I have been for the past four years. We can take them all out. You know we're good Ambrose, better than the majority of the boys, we'll have it all done in a night." Seth said, he knew what he was doing, he of course wouldn't put AJ or Renee in danger.
"I don't know." Dean shook his head, he was so confused on what to do. He knew Punk would not settle for this, not in a million years.
"Just think about it." Seth said, "I'm going to bed." Heading into his room he shut the door over and left Dean in his thoughts.
Later that night…
Punk had spent his day sleeping whilst AJ had gone off to work. Finally he got up in the late afternoon and took a shower, made himself something to eat, made himself busy around his house when he remembered Dean had called him during the night.
He walked on over to their apartment. His leg was feeling so much better even after just a few days of the cast being off. He was so glad it was off.
"Dean… next time you call, don't at 5am…" Punk paused as he stepped into their apartment, seeing them both standing up as if waiting for him. Dean was fidgety and Seth looked very demanding standing with his arms folded.
"Alright, who died?" Punk hesitated to walk towards them.
"My girlfriend. Four years ago." Seth retorted, "We need to talk to you."
"Alright…" Punk said, taking his jacket off and throwing it on the table, looking at them both with eager eyes.
"We… I need your help with something." Seth said, "I heard you and Dean were discussing why I'd been leaving a lot, making secret phone calls and stuff… well, I'm planning to get back on the guys who killed Claire. I have been for the past four years." Seth said.
Punk just let a nervous laugh escape him, "What?" He chuckled.
"Dude…" Dean looked at Punk, "He's been serious."
"I've explained to Dean, you two are going to be by my side wither you both like it or not, it'll be a one night job, over and done with." Seth said, looking at Punk trying to comprehend everything, "If you care about me, and want to see me happy. You'll help me out." Seth said.
"Are you being serious right now?" Punk said, "I'm not helping you do anything. I told you, I'm never touching another gun, knife, weapon… I'm not hiding under carts in warehouses, strangling people with ropes from behind, wearing bullet proof vests ever again, I'm not helping you Seth." Punk said, shaking his head.
"It's one night Punk. I have it all planned out, we'll have it done, you two can continue your lives and I can get on with mine. I owe this to Claire, you all owe this to Claire." He looked to Punk and Dean.
"I don't owe anything to anyone." Punk said, "And I'm not trying to be rude, but I'm not risking AJ getting tied to a chair and shot in the head like Claire did." Punk said, recalling horrible memories for all three of them.
"Yeah, well I didn't have that choice. She just got took from me. Look… AJ…" Seth looked at Punk, "Renee…" He looked at Dean, "They won't get hurt, if we follow my plan, we'll have them all took out in a night and we can move on and I can let go, for real." Seth said.
"Seth…" Dean shook his head, "There's a million of them around the states. We're lucky we got out easily." Dean said.
"Oh yeah, cause my girlfriend getting killed was getting out easy." Seth said.
"It was." Punk said, "You heard about guys… guys who had kids, who just got themselves into bad situations and found themselves in the gang, their kids would get took and fucking…" Punk just shook his head, "We are not going back there." He said.
"Do any of us have fucking kids? Look, you guys aren't listening to me, it'll be over in a night, AJ and Renee… they won't be harmed, do you honestly think I would want to put them in danger." Seth said.
"I do actually." Punk said, watching Dean's head shoot up in shock, Seth just backed away and shook his head, "Well how can I not think that Seth? The moment I get a girlfriend, a girl that I'm crazy about, a girl that I'm love with, you want to go back and hunt down the deadliest men in Chicago, where there could be a risk of her getting dragged into it." Punk said, only believing what he was hearing.
"You're insane." Seth said, "I wouldn't wish what I went through to happen to anyone, especially not you two. How could you think so low of me?" Seth said, feeling hurt.
Punk just shrugged and looked at Dean who just stayed silent.
"I don't care what you two do, I'm not getting involved." Punk said, no way was he risking this amazing life he was living with AJ, he wasn't risking it for anything or anyone, he wasn't risking AJ to be in danger, he wouldn't live with himself. He turned on his heel and left out the door, banging it shut behind him, still not believing what Seth was asking of him and Dean.
Dean just stood awkwardly, placing his hands in his jean pockets as he looked at Seth.
"Do you know what… fine." Seth said, "I'll do it myself and if I die, at least I won't be moping around you two any longer." Seth said, pushing past Dean.
"Seth…" Dean sighed as Seth just walked out the door, slamming it behind him.
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