this is really it... the ending... i got my comp back. this should tie things up.

For the one who reviewed the author's note and told me to GTFO if theres' no real update. 1. the chapter said AN. 2. I was being courteous and letting my readers know why it hasn't been finished up. 3. i really hope it was in jest.

anywho, enjoy, anything you recognize is not mine. Carissa is. She was named after my new baby niece who was born Dec. 15.

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"Cool Man?"

"nope."

"Carrot Muffin?"

"No."

"Chicago Made?"

"Ha, nice but no."

"Cookie Monster?"

"What the fuck, do I look blue to you?"

"Crazed Mongoose?"

"where are you coming up with this shit?"

"Click Moo?"

"Do I even want to know?"

"Cuddle Monkey?"

"Fuck no and if you ever call me that again, you're dead to me."

"ok I'm all out then."

"Cunt Magic."

I turned to look at him with wide eyes. "The CM in your name stands for Cunt Magic? I want to say that's surprising, but it's really not."

He laughed at me, grabbing my hand. "It doesn't stand for that either."

"Are you ever going to tell me?"

"Maybe one day."

"I'll ask Ki."

"you really think that after he's done scowling over you mentioning me that he'll tell you?"

"Ha." I crowed in triumph. "So he does know."

"I never said that." He replied with a pout.

"Awww, my little Punkers, pouting isn't very becoming of you. At least my cousin doesn't scowl as much anymore. You guys even had a whole conversation last week that didn't end with him trying to beat the shit out of you. You ask me, that is definitely improvement."

"I guess I'll take what I can. You ready?"

I stood up smoothing down my skirt. "I've been ready for like, ever, you're the one who takes forever to get all prettied up."

He scowled. "I do not."

I giggled, stepping forward and wrapping my arms around his neck, pulling him closer for a kiss. "You so do, but wouldn't want to disappoint all your fans." I reached up, messing up his slicked back hair.

"Hey." He cried, "That took forever."

"But it looks so much better all messed up and hanging loose. Please? For me?"

He rolled his eyes. "Fine, but only because I need to walk you to the gorilla. You gotta go out soon."

"Awww how cute." I gave him a big smile.

"So says you. Everyone back here says I'm whipped."

I laughed. "I'm not asking you to walk me, you know."

He grabbed my hand, pulling me out the door. "Yes, but knowing you, you pissed off someone who'd be gunning for you in the back and if they hit you from behind, I'm gonna be super pissed."

"Aww, you do care." I teased him.

He glared at me and I couldn't help but laugh at him. I really couldn't help it, I was happy, beyond happy and I still found it kind of funny that the one guy who made me this happy was the one guy I had spent so long hating. It was kind of mind boggling really but I was happy, what more could I ask for?

Punk and I had been seeing each other for a few months. Yes, we had decided to take it slow but it wasn't very long until we were almost inseparable. I finished up the storyline with Beth and Nattie and pretty soon started traveling with Punk who had decided that it was a bad idea for me to be left alone anywhere now that everyone knew how vulnerable I was. He was always afraid someone would come after me in order to get to him and he always forgot that there was a clause in my contract that nobody could physically touch me first. But I'll admit to it being kind of cute.

My cousin was not happy, at all, about me being with Punk. It caused a lot of fights. A LOT of fights. And when Ki and I get stubborn enough about something and we start fighting a lot, well, there are a lot of items thrown, a lot of harsh words we both would later feel bad about and take back. And these fights happened a lot after I told Ki. Sometimes they even included Punk, who could keep up with us no problem. Trust me, no one liked being around for our fights. We could clear not only the room we were in, but all surrounding rooms too. They were pretty epic. Fortunately, he did seem to be coming around, like I said, they even had an actual conversation last week that didn't turn into any kind of argument.

But I was content now. The past was behind me, everything had been worked out with Punk and I was happy with my job. Yes, I had gone back to being the ring announcer but I seemed to be a lot more involved than Lillian was. I mean, I had the option to join other story lines, I was even asked if I wanted to be Punk's valet but we had both decided against that. We both knew that me being out there in his corner would only make me a target and he would be distracted if he had to worry about me. Whereas, if Beth or Natalya needed me, he would be right by the entrance way, watching in case anything happened. But since the storyline with Kelly ended, I hadn't been needed as much ringside. I do, however get to make lot of appearances, either with the girls, or with Punk, and I have been involved in a lot of photo shoots. It was kind of ridiculous sometimes, but I would take it, because I love my job, my friends, and the guy I was currently with.

We reached the Gorilla and he stopped us, tugging my hand to pull me around to face him.

"Have a good show." He said.

"You too." I replied with a big smile, my hands going up to wrap around his neck again. His arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me in for a hug. He kissed the top of my head before pulling away to cover my lips with his.

"Carissa? It's time." A stagehand interrupted us.

When we broke apart, I gave him another smile before turning to leave. He grabbed my hand pulling me back.

"Yes?" I asked, lifting an eyebrow.

He deeply inhaled before looking at me. "I love you."

My smile grew as I jumped at him, kissing him hard. "I love you too." I said as I pulled away.

With one last smile, I took the mic offered to me and went through the curtains, ready to start the show.

This was the life.

This was my life.

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