Punk sat in his house, twiddling his thumbs. He couldn't believe Seth was really wanting him and Dean to go through with this, they swore when they got out of the horrible life they lived, they would never go back, that they would go on to find normal jobs, have normal relationships and not take life for granted, they had seen too much.

He couldn't risk it if he even wanted, the thought of AJ getting took, getting hurt, or worse… he just couldn't think about it, he wasn't putting her in danger for his decisions, same went for Renee.

He understood Seth was grieving, but Claire wouldn't want him carrying on like this, she was always against violence, Punk still wondered why she stuck around them for as long as she did, because she loved Seth, that's why.

He didn't even know if he would still have AJ by his side if he was to tell her he was going back to do one last job, she might get scared and run and he couldn't risk all that just so Seth could live out this fantasy he had of killing the men that killed Claire. He just wished Seth could just move on, the way Claire would have wanted him to.

Yet, he wanted his friend to be happy. If that's what it took for Seth to let go, by taking his anger out and making the enemy pay, then maybe he should have just closed his eyes and agreed. Maybe if he didn't have AJ, he would have already agreed.

"Hey." AJ smiled as she walked in the door. They'd become so familiar and serious that they just walked into each other's homes now, which was a nice thing for Punk, it gave him a glimpse of what his future held, AJ walking into their house from work, a house that they shared and bought together.

"Hey." Punk gave her a tired smile, watching her dump her bags and come sit next to him on the couch. He listened to her give a tired sigh as she sat down beside him.

"I'm so tired." She rolled her head back on the couch and closed her eyes, laying her hand on his lap and opening her eyes back up.

She had spent enough time around Punk to realise what type of moods he was in, just by his facial expressions, she knew there was something on his mind bothering him, "What's the matter?" She turned to him, watching him turn round to her.

"Seth." Punk said, looking at her sit up straight, taking his hand in hers.

"Is he ok?" She asked, thinking maybe something had happened to him.

"He's fine." Punk nodded, holding her hand back, "It's just…" He sat up with her, looking into her eyes. He loved her so much, how could he possibly put her near danger.

"Just what?" AJ asked him.

"Just… he thinks that me and Dean are going to join him in getting the guys who killed his girlfriend." Punk said, using the other hand that she wasn't holding to run it over his face.

AJ just took a deep breath and noticed how badly this looked to have affected Punk, he looked mentally frustrated.

"And what's your take on this?" AJ asked him, wanting to know how he felt about Seth's clearly determined mission.

"I don't want to go back there." Punk shook his head as he looked to her, "I don't care if it's for one night, one hour, one week… I still get nightmares about the things I done, the warehouses, the aftermath of things… I can't…" Punk shook his head.

"Shh." AJ soothed him, placing her hand on his shoulder, "You don't need to do anything you don't want to." She told him.

"I want to help him out. I want him to go in life feeling happy, he's my best friend. He says the only way he'll be able to be happy is if the guys that killed her were punished and dead. What am I meant to do?" He looked at her for answers, "What if we mess it up, he says he's planned it for four years, but what if… what if they take you… or Renee… God." Punk took his two hands and buried them in his hair, looking down at the ground to keep his cool.

"Phil… it's alright." She said, "Nothing bad is going to happen." She said, in no means trying to convince him to go and help his friend, she didn't want to have his life at risk but she didn't want to live with him being beside himself for not helping Seth when he reached out for it.

"But what if it does?" Punk said, the pain reflecting on his voice, "What happened to her… that… that can't happen to you." He said firmly, no way… he couldn't go through that.

AJ just looked at him sympathetically, "What happened to her?" AJ asked, she still hadn't been told how Claire died.

Punk just clasped his hands as he leaned over, not looking at her, he couldn't… if he did, he would just picture her, strapped into that chair, blind folded, her life cut out in just a short breath.

"She was shot." Punk said, looking straight on as he reflected on that horrible night. He swore it rained for the full week that week.

"She was just shot?" AJ asked, wanting to know, it would help her paint a picture to what Seth was feeling and if Punk should take into consideration about helping him.

"She eh… we told the boss, we wanted to leave. The next night, Claire went out with her friends, insisted that none of us pick her up, she'd walk home and be fine." Punk shook his head, if only they picked her up, "They took her, somewhere along the lines we found out and they waited until we got there. It was like this damp, old, disgusting warehouse, there was water dripping from the ceiling, the floorboards were half in tact… we got there and she was tied to a chair, blind folded, tape around her mouth." Punk clasped his hands tighter, "We went right for them all, me, Seth and Dean… there was at least 7 of them, we didn't stand a chance… Dean got knocked out for the full time, lucky for him…" Punk said, wishing it was him that got knocked out so he didn't have to sit through the most painful 5 seconds of his life.

AJ, intrigued… watched him as he spoke, she could tell every word he was speaking with hurt and came from deep down.

"They tied Seth to a pole completely opposite of her, two guys kept hold of me at the side, my ribs and neck were busted up, I couldn't move if I wanted to anyway… they told Seth that if we reconsidered leaving the gang, Claire would be untied and given to him, of course he agreed…"

"So why did they kill her then?" AJ asked curiously.

"Because they're scum April." Punk looked at her, "They took the blindfold off her, ripped the tape from her mouth, made it look like they were letting her go after Seth agreed to everything they were asking of him. I thought we'd saved her, I really thought we'd just saved her life. Then someone went over to Seth, held his face in place while the boss shot her right in the head. She died instantly." Punk said, sniffing as he turned round to AJ, "I couldn't live with myself after that… if anything close to that was to happen to you… I'd kill myself right there and then." Punk said.

AJ just looked away from him, processing he painful story and thinking that virtually that could possibly be her or Renee in that chair, she didn't want to think about that, what a painful and heartbreaking way to die.

"How much has Seth got this planned out?" AJ asked, not believing that she was even considering the idea.

"He said he's been planning it for four years. That it will be over in one night and we'll continue with her lives normally after it's done." Punk said.

"And do you believe him?" AJ asked him.

Punk just shrugged, it wasn't a case of believing or not, it was just luck. Something could go horribly wrong while they're down in the centre of Chicago, or everything could go to plan and they could continue their happy lives. It was all a risk that he didn't want to take.

"I can't tell you what to do." AJ said, "He's your friend, he's reaching out for your help. It's up to you wither you want to give him it or not, but whatever it is…" She cupped his cheek, "I'm here and I promise, I'm not going anywhere. Nothing can take me away from you." She said, pressing a kiss on her cheek.

"If we don't go with him, he's that stubborn that he'll go himself and wind up getting killed. I definitely couldn't live with myself after that." Punk said, "He's the youngest out of us, the baby brother…" Punk shook his head at the thought of losing Seth.

"Do what you think is best." She encouraged him.

She did realise that him going back for one night to his previous life didn't look exactly good for her, but she trusted they all knew what they were doing and whenever she needed saving, she could count on Punk to save her, from anything or anyone. It scared her, but Seth was hurting, he wanted revenge, she understood that, he was reaching out for help from his two best friends and as far as she was concerned, the men who killed his girlfriend deserved every beating that Seth was planning for them, there was no excuse to take an innocent woman's life just because she loved a man that had a bad way of living.

Punk just turned to her and pressed his lips against hers out of surprise for AJ, leaning her down on the couch as he tangled his hands in her hair, their tongues battling against one another. She was right, nothing could tear them from each other. Him, Seth and Dean knew what they were doing, they'd get the job done, Seth could live his life knowing that the scum that killed his girlfriend were dead and him and Dean could continue their lives with their new loves.

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