A/N: OK, the John/Eve/Zack angle might be shifted into a story of their own. But I think I'll be putting a poll on my profile to decide who Eve will be with in the end. [Cause truthfully I could probably go either way]
OK, now more pressing matters of AJPunk...Since our ship is sinking it is time to cling to the only thing that will give us happy endings, Fanfictions! Now some of you have probably read these, but if you haven't I suggest you do.

UnbelievinglyRandom- 'Moments Like These' [She also has two others that you should also read]
Jean-theGuardian-'Hard to Handle'
MyChaosTheory-'End of Heartache'
sweetbellesammy-'Fix You'
RunninOnCrazy-'Not Weak, Just Stronger'

All amazing, and I read others, but these are a few of my favs. They're all in-progress.

AJ sat with Punk backstage. She held his hand as he listened to his music getting hyped for his match. Her nerves were running wild as she knew that this wasn't just a match for Punk. Nor was it really a match, it was a fight. Sheamus had already retained his title against Bryan after some near loses in the two out of three falls match. She knew Punk's family would be here...she wondered if that would be better or worse for his mind. Punk still claimed he loved high pressure situations and with his family looking on it should be all the more pressure.

Punk's hand tighten around hers and she realized she was gripping tighter than before. She loosened her grip and looked to Punk. He was looking at her as well. He pulled one of buds from his ears, "What are you thinking about?"

"Your match." She confessed, her thumb running across his tapped knuckles. "I'm scared."

"I'm in the match and you're scared. How does that work?" Punk joked giving a light chuckle trying to lighten the mood, but it didn't seem to help the woman next to him. "AJ, it'll be fine. Bryan got what he deserved and now Jericho is gonna get his. Now while I'm at the match, you are gonna stay here and you can worry all you want. And when my match is done you can worry about John's, OK?"

AJ gave a weak nod. She leaned toward him touching her lips to his rough cheek. She forced a smile to him before the stage hand came and told him he needed to get ready to head out. He smiled to her as he stood placing a kiss on the top of her head before leaving the room.

It wasn't moments before he left that Sheamus, John, and Kofi entered. They sat in silence as Jericho entered and then Punk coming next. He was not dressed like he always did, not over the wrestling trunks were jean that looked very baggy on his legs. Instead of going straight to the ring he went to his family at ring side giving a quick hug to his mother and sisters before entering the ring and doing his normal entrance as he climbed the ropes. Detaching the title from his waist and lifting it in the air. He was shouting 'Best in the World!' that could barely be heard over the cheers of the crowd.

Before the match could even start there was a knock at the door. Triple H opening the door slightly and seeing the group. Seeing the person he was looking for he stepped inside holding the door open. "AJ, we need to do the meeting." He said sadly.

"Now?" She questioned. She wanted to watch the match not have some stupid meeting about the storyline.

"Unfortantly. I know you want to see Punk's match, so let's get this over with fast." He answered. He stepped to the side holding the door open for her as she reluctantly stood. John, Kofi, and Sheamus all wishing her luck.

AJ silently followed Triple H down the hall. She felt like it was taking forever to get to room where the meeting would be. Anytime they passed a moniter she got quick glances at the state of the match. Her nerves going wild as she say them fight and the back and forth for control. Once at the room Triple H held the door for her again.

She was shocked when she entered. She didn't expect for Vince McMahon to come. She only thought Triple H and Stephanie would be here. "AJ, please sit." Vince gestured to the open chair in front of his desk.

She obliged making quiet, slow steps the chair. She took a seat feeling smaller than usual as she was surrounded by some of the biggest heads of the company. She wasn't sure if this was a meeting about the storyline or she was about to be fired. She looked to Stephanie, who she idealized, the older woman flashed a smile to her that eased her worries some.

"AJ," Her head looked to Vince, sitting at his desk right across from her. "You have amazing talent...you are without a doubt one of the best divas. And with some of your co-workers wanting to quit and others that have left already we really can't afford to lose any divas." He explained.

"I'm not gonna leave." AJ said quickly not knowing why it was even brought up.

"AJ, that isn't what we're worried about." Stephanie placed a gentle hand on her short pulling a seat up so she was almost next to AJ. "Now, you love this company with a passion. We love that you do, but if this storyline were to go wrong..."

"We're afraid that you won't be able to stay." Triple HHH finished for her taking a seat on the other side of AJ, so now she was surrounded. He noticed her confused expression so he continued, "AJ, you returned from a severe beating from Daniel Bryan...and he wasn't charged as you asked him not to be. We don't know what Daniel might do...being involved in this storyline could mean he'll go after you. And as long as camera are rolling he can say it was an accident or something for the story."

"I'm okay with that." AJ said calmly. She wasn't worried about Daniel. She knew if he did anything Punk would be there. Or if not John, Sheamus, Kofi, Layla, Truth, Zack, Alex, and even Kaitlyn would be there.

"Not just that. You've been through a lot of stress so it may become too much to handle." Stephanie explained. "Lines get crossed when you mix reality and a storyline. You were somewhat in one with Daniel, but your were there as a figure. Now you're gonna be a major player."

"I can handle it." AJ assured, no hesitation or doubt in her mind.

"OK, if you want to do this then we won't change your mind. The fans are already responding to the hint of you and Punk having a relationship." Vince flashed a large smile. "But AJ, if you ever need to talk to someone or you want out we'll be more than happy to help." He stood holding out his large palm to her.

AJ stood up herself holding out her much smaller hand gently shaking his hand. She turned to Stephanie getting a brief hug from the woman before shaking Triple H's hand. "Am I free to go?" She asked meekly trying not to be rude since she only wanted to run from the room and go to the nearest monitor.

Triple H let out a small chuckle. "Go, check on Punk." He said.

She was gone in an instant running out of the room and down the hall. She dodged anyone that was walking the hall and any of the crates that littered the hall coming to a monitor. Her eyes widened as she saw the match was coming to an end. Punk was battered looked exhausted as he celebrated on the turnbuckle. She knew she should be happy, but seeing him so hurt made her heart hurt.

She tore her eyes away rushing to the guerrilla waiting for him to come through. As soon as he stepped through the curtain her arms went around him not caring about the sweat that covered his body. Punk's body shook with a laugh as one hand rested on her back, awkwardly he walked with her only moving so he was out of the way when they brought Jericho back. "Hey, told you not to worry." He said into her ear.

She pulled away slightly looking at him, studying him. Her eyes caught the glint of light come from the lip ring. She let herself go as she pushed up on her toes pressing her lips to his once again. She put an hand on the back of his neck the other gripping at her shoulder. His hand stayed on her back, his other running through his hair as he held her close. He caught her bottom gently nipping the flesh before they parted.

Both their eyes glazed with lust as they looked at one another. "Punk!" The voice startled them and they pulled away looking to John, Kofi, and Sheamus all giving them different looks. John seemed ready to fight Punk, Kofi was chuckling, and Sheamus was groaning due to knowing that Kaitlyn would not be pleased meaning he would be forced to listen to her complain about it.

"What?" Punk asked raising a brow and faking innocence, even though he was close to having his tongue down AJ's throat.
"OK, I have a match, but this isn't over." He gave a stern glare to both Punk and AJ making them feel like children. They start of Brock's music came and they looked as the man they hadn't noticed till now left for the ring.

"Why not worry about that for now, k John?" Punk placed a hand on the man's shoulder. "Be at the locker when your done."
"Phil-" Before John could continue his own music started. He rolled his eyes at Punk before heading out for the match.
"So, do you two wanna be alone? Cause I'm sure there is a broom closet somewhere that you two can go at it like a couple of rabbits." Kofi joked snickering at the glare that went over Punk's features.

Punk grabbed AJ's hand before he started toward the locker room with AJ following behind. "Don't tempt me." He said as he passed Kofi, who started snickering again. Sheamus slapped a hand to his head dreading how Kaitlyn would complain about Punk's intentions towards AJ. While AJ who had heard the comment was glowing a bright red in her cheeks as images of her previous sexual fantasies crept into her mind.

A/N: Wow I wrote this in only a few hours...maybe I'm getting over that slump I've been in since the stupid engagement happened. You guys are awesome by the way I got my minimum 7 reviews and it hasn't even been 24 hours.
Thinking about making a small contest for those who read this story. [Don't ask me what it is yet, I'll come up with something]