Punk was a red hot mess, Dean and Seth weren't even getting a chance to attack, Punk was taking care of everything, they'd already took out half the guys outside around the house on guard. They knew how to do this, they had four years of experience, and they knew every little plan of Joe's.
"You two stick together, try and find Joe. I'll look for AJ." Punk said as Seth and Dean gave Punk a hand with climbing in the window, letting Punk stand on their hands and smash the window in, jumping in and looking around first, in the case of someone being in the room.
"It's clear." Punk said as he stuck his head out the smashed window, looking down at Seth and Dean who nodded.
"We'll get in a different way." Dean looked up at Punk, "Keep your head up." He said, pushing Seth in signal for them to make their move, trying to find a different part of the house to go into.
Punk took the gun from the back pocket of his jeans, walking towards the door when he was drawn in by the look of the room.
He put his gun down by his side and walked over to the messy bed, studying it, waving the sheets back and forth, picking up a few strands of hair that was identical to AJ's. She really was alive.
He then looked further and seen speckles of blood on the sheets, dried in.
He pointed his gun back up in front of him and headed for the door, turning the handle slowly and looking down the clear halls. He looked for signs, anything that would guide him to where AJ was.
He suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder and he turned immediately with his gun pointing to whoever it was.
"Hey, it's me." Dan put his hands in the air.
"Where is she?" Punk growled, grabbing Dan by the collar and pushing him against the wall, holding the gun at his head, looking at him with venom.
"I'm on your side." Dan said, "I know where she is." Dan said, feeling Punk let go of the grip on his collar.
"Where is she?" Punk asked again.
"She's down at the basement with Joe. You go down and get her… I'll keep upstairs quiet, Dean and Seth have downstairs covered." Dan said.
"Ok… Thanks." Punk mumbled, running downstairs, trying to keep quiet at the same time, running by Dean and Seth who were covered in blood but standing tall while they were surrounded by dead men on the ground.
"How do I get to the basement?" Punk asked them as he searched the downstairs area, looking in cupboards or for a secret door in the floor.
"Try the kitchen." Seth said, holding his neck that seemed to have a kink in it.
"Do you want us to come?" Dean asked, holding his nose with blood leaking from it, pretty much having took out all of Joe's men, with the help of Dan and with of course their skills in the fighting department.
The reason that Joe and Carl never wanted Dean, Punk or Seth to leave the gang was simply that, they were just too damn good.
"No, just one of you stay on guard, one of you go get the car and bring it to the door." Punk said, running into the kitchen and opening the side door which had stairs going down.
He shut the door behind him, pulling out his gun and slowly walking downstairs, looking for a light up above him, finally finding one and pulling the string, watching the basement light up as he seen AJ lying in the centre of the room, but she wasn't alone. Joe was standing over her, as well as having each of his men in each corner.
"You bastard." Punk growled, looking at Joe with equally as evil eyes.
"I knew you were smart." Joe nodded, "But I didn't think you were this smart." Joe admitted, watching Punk take off of the last step, walking slowly towards him, footsteps away from AJ.
He couldn't believe AJ was really there, he never thought he would get to see her again, breathing and alive.
"Look April…" Joe tapped AJ's side with his foot.
Punk watched as AJ just stirred on the ground, moaning softly with some sort of pain she was feeling, not aware that her husband was here to save her. The drugs were still flowing through her veins, she had no idea what was going on or where she was.
"April…" Joe crouched down to AJ and sat her up against him, not scared in the slightest by Punks gun pointing at him as he burnt holes through him.
"April… show Phil what you've been up to." Joe said, opening AJ's arms up, showing the insides to Punk where there was needle marks up and down both arms.
"You've been drugging my wife?!" Punk shrieked.
"Oh, I've been doing a lot with your wife." Joe said as AJ just smiled softly, her hair covering some of her face, her eyes rolling around.
Joe let go of her, letting her drop to the ground again as he stood up straight again.
"Step away from her." Punk said, pointing the gun directly at Joe.
Joe just smiled, backing away and letting Punk crouch down to AJ, rolling her over on her back as he looked in her eyes. He couldn't believe the state she was in, her jeans were undone, along with her t-shirt being ripped, her hair looked dreadfully pulled in all different directions, her body was cold and shivering, her eyes were rolling back and forth. He knew she didn't know he was here, but he wasn't leaving without her. It was painful to see her like this, but not as painful as thinking she had died.
"I thought she was dead… I told my kids they would never see their mother again." Punk spat, looking up at all of them, "Why would you do this?" He said.
"Because you left the country, Phil." Joe said, "You just left. I had to punish you in some way." He said.
"And faking my wives death was the only thing you could come up with? Why didn't you just take me? Leave my wife and kids alone… look… look what you've done to her." Punk said, looking down at AJ who was shaking.
"It was much more fun doing it this way." Joe said, "You know, she's a good girl… done everything she was asked. Keen." Joe smiled, "How does it feel Phil? Knowing while you were crying yourself to sleep at night, all alone… April was really here, in my bed, sucking my dick and riding me…" Joe laughed.
Punk jumped over AJ and speared Joe through the boxes that were behind him, "I'll fucking kill you… I'll kill you." Punk spat as he lay punches into Joe, feeling two powerful hands grab him and pull him tumbling back onto his neck as he felt his shoulder pop out of place.
There couldn't have been a better time for Dean and Seth to show up, which they did, having Punks back until the very end, splitting up and taking out the four men in the room while Joe still lay underneath the boxes.
Punk got to his feet, walking to the nearest wall and biting his tongue, slamming his out of place shoulder against it, "Fuck!" Punk yelled after every slam, finally feeling his shoulder go back into place, turning his attention back to the room where Dean and Seth were both fighting two guys each, getting weighed down by them due to their already made injuries from earlier.
Punk evened it out and shout two guys right in the head, watching them fall to the ground like a sack of potatoes, counting on Dean and Seth to get rid of the two remaining guys while he paid his attention back on Joe who had got up to his feet.
"Motherfucker…" Punk said, sending his knee into Joe's gut as Joe yelped out, doubling over in pain.
Punk grabbed him by the head and with all his strength, flung him all the way across the room, his body hitting off the end wall with a thud.
Dean and Seth had now officially taken out everyone in the room apart from Joe and AJ of course, who was still lying in the centre of the room, out her face on the drugs.
Joe rolled over and looked up, watching three guns pointing at him, Punk in the middle, Dean and Seth on either side as they hovered over him.
"Alright…" Joe laughed, coughing and spitting up some blood, "Go on… shoot me." He smiled, "At least I got to fuck your wife before I died, four times." He grinned to Punk as Punk pulled the trigger, a loud bang echoing through the room as he shot Joe just on the shoulder, wanting him to suffer the most unlikeliness of pain.
"Punk..." Dean said, nodding his head over to the boxes upon boxes of alcohol in the corner, he then dug into Joe's pocket while he lay on the ground, moaning and cursing while holding his shot shoulder, pulling out a lighter and flicking it in Punks face.
Punk just nodded with a smile, tearing into the packs of alcohol, telling Dean and Seth to make a head start while he got AJ out of the way.
He walked over and picked her up, walking over and laying her gently on the stairs, "I'm going to get you home, I promise sweetheart." He said, kissing her head and turning back to helping Dean and Seth cover the room in alcohol, still not believing that his wife was actually alive, she might have been abused and drugged, but she was alive and that was all that was important to him.
After they had decimated the room in alcohol, they picked Joe up and strapped him to a chair tightly in the centre of the room, making sure he was tied up good.
"Unlike me…" Punk stood in front of him, "I had friends and family to care about me when you left me to burn. You have no one, and you're going to die like that." Punk said, flicking the lighter on, a small flame glowing from the top as he put it in front of Joe's face.
"You'll not get away with this…" Joe gasped.
"I already have." Punk said, lowering the lighter to the ground as it caught on to the alcohol liquid, quickly leaving with Dean and Seth in front of him, picking AJ up from the stairs into his arms as he turned back and looked at Joe, the flames surrounding him.
"Brooks… Get back here!" Joe yelled, "This isn't over." He swore.
Punk just laughed, watching as the flames began to cover over Joe, hearing him shriek with pain as he followed Dean and Seth up the stairs with AJ in his arms, still not completely with it, not realising whose arms she was in, too doped up to realise.
All three of them walked through the house, stepping over the dead bodies that they had created, heading for the large door as the smell of smoke followed them.
Seth smiled to his left as he looked at AJ, well and truly alive, taking his hand and scratching her head gently in a friendly way, ever so glad to have her back.
They got outside into the car where Dan was standing on watch. Punk lay AJ in the back seat while Dean and Seth got in the front.
"Thanks man." Punk said, really truly thankful for Dan's help, he was always the decent one out of everyone.
"No, thank you… You've just killed my boss." Dan smiled, "Get her home safe." Dan said, patting Punk on the back.
Punk just nodded with a smile, getting into the back seat with AJ, lying her head on his lap as Dean immediately pulled away from the large house.
"It's alright, April… I have you… you're safe." He smiled, stroking her cheek as she fell asleep, hopefully the drugs starting to wear off.
He just couldn't believe he had gone from thinking she was dead forever, to having her in his arms again, alive and breathing. He was lucky, that was all. He would never let anything happen to her again. Never.
Now that Joe was out of view, she really didn't have to worry about anything, she was in his arms and that's where she always stated that she felt safe. He wasn't letting her go, never.
Seth, Dean and Punk = Three man army.
Let's see how the aftermath of everything and AJ waking up goes in the next chapter!Seth, Dean and Punk = Three man army.
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