A/N: Sorry if this seems kind of abrupt I had great idea about introducing AJ's father and Punk adjusting to being a father but I really had been struggling writing this story and thought it would be best to just call it quits. I sometimes I get super excited to write something since I do like doing it in downtime and don't really think a plot all the way through then it ends up all over the place and sloppy and I hate that. Anyways I'm going to take some time and I promise not to be back until I have something good. Thank you for everyone who has reviewed and read! Also if you have any ideas tweet them to me at Broe929. Not a high school story though because I'm just not into those. Thanks again and hope you all enjoyed!
Epilogue
"Oh fuck." Cliff groaned spotting the familiar girl at the police station.
"Hi Cliff." Petra smiled nervously.
"What are you doing here?" Cliff hissed grabbing her by the arm.
"They told me to wait there and call my parents." Petra said to him.
"For what?" Cliff asked.
"I was on my date and he he got pulled over and he didn't have his license." Petra said to him. "It was no big deal. But they took him in and me with him."
"They don't just take someone in for not having a license on them they can look it up." Cliff whispered. "Was he drinking?"
"No!" Petra yelled.
"I would keep it down because your parent is in the building right now." Cliff warned him.
"Punk is here?" Petra whispered horrified.
"Yea he is." Cliff said to him.
"Yea he's right here." Punk announced from behind Petra.
"Hi dad." Petra smiled nervously.
"Hi. How was studying?" Punk asked folding his arms.
"It was great and I was on my way home when an officer pulled over my friend-" She started.
"You mean David Grander?" Punk asked. "The college student your mother and I specifically told you was too old for you when asked if you could go out with him?"
"He's only 20." Petra argued.
"You're only 16." He argued back. "And he got taken in because his license is suspended do you know why it was suspended?"
"Unpaid parking tickets." Petra said to him.
"No a DUI." Punk corrected. "He lied to you honey. Do you know why he lied to you? Because he's a man who thinks with is pants."
"You just don't like him because he's older." Petra argued following Punk over to his desk as he grabbed his wallet and keys. "You're older than mom."
"I am but I've never gotten drunk and drove. Also when I was 20 I didn't date high school girls." Punk pointed out. "And let's not forget you told me that you were going to be at the library so you lied to me."
"Because you'd never let me go out with David!" Petra whined. "How did you even know?"
"The station knows who my daughter is." Punk reminded her.
"I'm a Rollins." Petra said folding her arms.
"Raised a Brooks though." He said pretending to not even be bothered by the comment. "You can't just say 'I'm not your daughter' ever time you get in trouble because whether you like it or not I helped raise you. I took you to the father/daughter dances, taught you how to ride a bike, taught you how to drive, provide a roof over your head, scared away the scary monsters under you bed until you were 10 -"
"I get it." Petra mumbled.
"And if you think your other father would have allowed you to date David you're crazy." Punk smirked.
"Are you going to tell mom?" Petra frowned.
"Yea I am." He said to her not lying. "Let's go."
Petra waited in her room for her mother knowing she was going to be pissed. Petra didn't remember a lot about her birth father just from pictures. As far as she was concerned Punk was always her dad but didn't start calling him dad until before her parents got married when she was nine. Her mother didn't mention why she left her father but she was smart enough to use the internet and learned all about her birth father. He was a cop from New Jersey who her mother ran from and Punk protected both from. He died trying to keep her safe and Petra wished she could remember more about him. She lived in a beautiful Chicago home, the same room she was given when her and her mother first moved in with Punk.
"You're in big trouble." A little boy said opening her door.
"Get lost." Petra said annoyed laying across her bed and looking up at the ceiling.
"I heard you're going to jail." Her 9 year old brother teased.
"I'm not going to jail." Petra said throwing a pillow at him.
"You lied." he pointed out.
"I didn't lie." Petra defended sitting up as her brother walked further in the room. "I just protected mom and dad from the truth."
"Right." Lucas said with a roll of his eyes.
"A lie is a lie." AJ noted walking into her daughter's room. "You go downstairs and show your dad that math homework you had trouble with." She said to her son.
"Oh man I wanted to hear you yell at her." Lucas frowned leaving the room.
"Go ahead let it out." Petra said to her.
"I am mad and you are grounded." AJ said to her. "But what I'm really upset about is you playing the 'I'm a Rollins' card every time your father catches you in trouble. He legally adopted you." she pointed out.
"I know it's just the first thing that comes to my mind." Petra said to her.
"You hurt his feelings when you say that." AJ reminded her.
"I don't mean to." Petra said to her. "I don't even mean it when I say it I have no idea what it's like to be a Rollins. I've always been a Brooks since I could remember."
"You never ask about your father." AJ said to her.
"I don't have to. I know enough." Petra said her. "His murder trial had a lot of details."
"I should have spoken to you about it before you googled him." AJ said shaking her head.
"I'm kind of glad I don't remember a lot of it." Petra said to her.
"He loved you." AJ told her honestly. "He loved you very, very much."
"He used to hit you." Petra reminded her. "You know when I was little I used to have this nightmare about finding you bleeding and now I remember that's from when Seth found us here."
"He wasn't the best." AJ said to her. "But he was trying towards the end."
"Yea I know." Petra mumbled.
"He asked Phil to look out for you and that's what he's done your entire life." AJ said to her.
"I know he's my dad." Petra said to AJ. "I just say it to try to get out of things."
"Well it's not right." AJ scolded. "He would do anything for you, you know that right? Blood doesn't mean anything to him."
"I know that." Petra said. "Did I really hurt his feelings?"
"Lying to him then saying you weren't Brooks? Yea I think it hurt him more than he let on." AJ said to her. "He's been great to you."
"He has." Petra agreed.
"He coaches your softball team." AJ reminded her with a smirk. "He wouldn't be coaching a high school softball team if his only daughter wasn't on the team."
"I know." Petra said feeling bad. "Believe me he's the only dad I've known or ever want to have."
"So tell him that once in a while." AJ said to her. "We could have changed your last name and lied to you but we've always been honest."
"You're right." Petra agreed. "I've learned my lesson-"
"Grounded for three weeks." AJ told her and Petra cringed. "No phone, no TV, no going out. If you need to study you can do it in your dad's office."
"Fine." Petra agreed.
"And no dating David." AJ said to her.
"But mom-" Petra started.
"I'm protecting you Petra." AJ said to her. "Your dad and I both agree. He's already lied once to you he'll do it again, he's in college, lives in a dorm- no chance in hell."
"What if I bought him over to dinner?" Petra asked.
"You want to bring the 20 year old boy you got caught with who now has a police record to your dad's kitchen table for dinner?" AJ mocked. "I think that's brilliant actually..."
"Good point." Petra said quickly. "He might kill David. Why didn't dad come up here to give me the punishment with you?"
"I don't know." AJ said to her. "I think he thinks since you keep making those comments that you he feels he didn't do a good job making you think he was his daughter."
"Of course he did." Petra sighed. "He's never been anything less to me than my father."
"Tell him that." AJ suggested standing up.
A few hour later Punk was on the couch watching a game when Petra sat next to him.
"Hi." Petra smiled.
"Hello." Punk said not taking his eyes off of the TV.
"I'm sorry." Petra announced and he looked at her.
"For lying to me about where you would be or lying to me about who you were with?" Punk asked turning the TV off.
"Actually neither." She said with a laugh and narrowed his eyes at her. "Well both obviously." she lied quickly. "It was wrong to lie to you and mom. But for that Rollins comment."
"Oh." Punk said to her.
"It's my defense every time you catch me doing something wrong and it's not fair." Petra admitted. "I don't know anything about Seth except what I've read you've always been my dad and always will be."
"Do you really feel that way?" he asked.
"Of course I do." Petra said to him.
"Is it the last name thing?" Punk asked her.
"No." Petra said shaking her head.
"I never wanted you to think that I was trying to erase your father." Punk reasoned. "I don't have the same last name as my mom and sisters."
"I've noticed that." Petra admitted.
"But you do know that I legally adopted you right?" Punk asked her. "You're legally mine. I did it when you were 6 after your dad died."
"Before you even married mom?" Petra asked.
"Your mom and I were only together for a year when I did it." Punk told her honestly. "But I had this connection with you and you had one with me and no matter what would have happened between me and your mother I always wanted to be in your life. I didn't just become your dad when I married AJ."
"I didn't even realize that." Petra smiled. "But you didn't have to even tell me I know you love me."
"The same amount that I love Lucas." Punk assured her. "I've raised you for ten years now."
"I know." Petra said to him. "You're the best dad in the world and I don't know why I say I the things I say sometimes it just falls out of my mouth sometimes."
"I just don't want you to feel you're anything less than my daughter." Punk said to her.
"I don't." Petra smiled. "And after reading what I've read about Seth I'm very lucky to have gotten you as my father. I don't know what my life would be like without you and I don't want to ever know."
"That's all I've ever wanted to hear." he smirked as she hugged him.
"So about this punishment..." She started.
"I wanted it to be three months." Punk warned her before she continued.
"Harsh." Petra frowned.
"He's got a record." Punk said simply. "He's too old for you- he's so old that I can press charges against him for dating you."
"Seriously?" Petra asked and Punk nodded.
"And don't think I won't if you continue to see him." Punk warned her.
"Noted." Petra said giving in. "Is it really illegal for him to date him?"
"Yup." Punk said to her turning the TV back on.
"Can I watch with you?" Petra asked.
"Yea of course." He smirked and she leaned her head on his shoulder and watched the game with the only man she considered to be her father...
