Big Guns

Punk left the house and went straight to the gym and demanded Paul meet him immediately.

"I don't understand why you want a flight out to Vegas, if you explain it better-" Paul began.

"I'm not asking you for permission or to set it up. I'm fucking telling you I'm going and I'm probably going to get in trouble so I need you to get prepared." Punk spat.

"What happened?" Dean asked as he and Paul followed Punk into one of the gym rooms where there were punching bags.

"I'm a god damn adult. I don't have to explain anything to you." He told Dean.

"Something happen with AJ?" Paul asked. "The only time you get this angry is when it involves AJ or Lily."

"It doesn't fucking matter." Punk said to him. "I'm having trouble getting a flight, might have to wait until morning and I'll wait here."

"Why?" Dean asked.

"Don't you want to pack?" Paul offered.

"No I don't want to fucking pack." Punk spat. "I won't be there long anyway."

"Can you talk to me and tell me what has you so mad?" Paul asked.

"Yea I mean dude, we can help." Dean offered.

"Help me? It's my family so it's my business." Punk spat.

"We're family." Dean corrected. "We were there when you got married and when your daughter was born. We've been to every fight, we're all family."

"Maybe if you talk to us we can figure it out together before you get fired or arrested." Paul suggested.

"Eric Bischoff harassed my wife." Punk hissed.

"What do you mean?" Dean asked alarmed.

"I mean I set her up for reservations and it was Eric's fucking restaurant and he put his hands on her that's what I mean." Punk said to him angrily.

"Alright." Dean said simply. "I'll pack a bag."

"For what?" Punk asked.

"If you're going to kill him I'm at least going to help you get rid of the body." he said seriously

"I can defend my own wife." Punk said to them. "And I will. Eric has been shitting on my family for months now and now he went way too fucking far. The shit with Lily being pushed was an accident, I know this. But being drunk and groping my wife isn't a fucking accident!"

"I think you should let me go down to Vegas and let me handle this." Paul offered calmly.

"Why are you so calm?" Punk asked Paul. "You tell me all the time you love AJ like a daughter-"

"I do and I will handle this if you let me." Paul again offered in the same calm voice.

"She's pregnant with my kid! And he just-" Punk began but was too disgusted to finish.

"Maybe you should hit the bag a little." Paul suggested.

"Maybe I need a little privacy." Punk said to them. "I'm telling you I'm leaving because AJ will be nervous so keep an eye on her." he said to Dean.

"Alright." Dean said knowing there was no talking Punk out of it and him and Paul left the room.

Punk was punching the bag for twenty minutes now and in the zone. Sure he was angry and he really wasn't even sure what he was going to do in Vegas when he got there but he had a feeling he'd end up arrested. When he heard the door open behind him he jerked around annoyed.

"I said I wanted to be left-" He stopped when he saw it wasn't Dean or Paul.

"Hi daddy." Lily greeted.

"What are you doing still up?" He asked looking at the time.

"I couldn't sleep without you being home." Lily shrugged holding her new starfish.

"How did you get here?" Punk asked walking over to her.

"Mommy took me." She smiled. "Do you want to hold Larry?"she offered extending her stuffed starfish to him. "He'll make you happy."

"You make me happy." He said to her seriously.

"You said you were going to read me a story tonight." Lily reminded him.

"I forgot." He sighed.

"And you said you were taking me to school tomorrow." she added.

"I can't." He told her and she frowned.

"You promised me daddy." She pouted sadly clutching her stuffed starfish. "Did you lie?"

"You don't think I don't know that mommy put you up to this?" He asked finally smiling.

"She doesn't want you to go wherever you said you were going." Lily shrugged honestly and sat down on a chair.

"She pulled out the big guns." He said eyeing Lily who's face lit up, she rolled up her sleeves and flexed her arms and he let out a loud laugh. "Not those kind of guns."

"Oh." She giggled. "Where are you going?"

"I guess home." He said with a sigh.

"Do you not like me anymore?" She asked curiously and his face dropped.

"Of course I like you, why would you ask me that?" He asked alarmed.

"Because you don't want to come home." She said to him. "I live there."

"I know where you live." He laughed. "I'm just angry."

"At me?" she asked.

"Never." He said to her.

"Mommy?" She asked again.

"Of course not." He said shaking his head.

"It's Larry isn't it? You're mad he ate your Blackhawks jersey." Lily said knowingly.

"No it's not-" He stopped then looked at her. "Wait, he what?"

"Why are you leaving us?" Lily asked.

"I'm not leaving you and your mom." He laughed. "I'd never do that. I just wanted to go on a little trip."

"Like mommy did?" Lily asked and he nodded sitting next to her but looking straight ahead. "How come I can't go on these trips? I promise to be better."

"You don't need to be better, you're the best." Punk said looking at her now. "You're the only reason I'm not getting on a plane and doing something stupid. Your mommy was smart to bring you here."

"Mommy is very smart." Lily agreed seriously.

"The smartest." Punk sighed.

"She said you could take us for ice cream." Lily told him.

"Oh really?" Punk laughed.

"Yes! She said the baby wants mint chocolate chip ice cream and I want vanilla ice cream with chocolate sprinkles." she told Punk.

"It's getting really late." Punk pointed out.

"That's why we have to go soon." Lily said seriously. "I really want that ice cream and I think mommy really wants ice cream. She said we have to do what the baby wants."

"She's right." Punk smirked standing up.

"Ice cream?" Lily asked hopefully jumping out of her seat.

"If that's what you and your mom want, it's what you get." Punk said to her and she jumped up and down excitedly.

"We ok?" AJ asked stepping inside.

"We're going for ice cream!" Lily cheered running to her.

"Go ask Uncle Dean if he wants anything." AJ said to Lily who ran out of the room.

"You ok?" AJ asked him.

"Yea." He muttered. "I'm sorry he did that to you."

"I know you are but you don't have to be sorry." She said walking over to him. "It's ok."

"It's really not." He insisted. "I'm going to make it right for you, I promise."

"You didn't do anything wrong Phil." She reminded him.

"He's pissed at me." Punk reminded her.

"He's pissed at me more, I did break his nose." She pointed out.

"He fucking deserved it." he said coldly. "I'm going to get him."

"I don't need you to get anybody. I need you to take me and your daughter for ice cream and then read to her so I can take a hot bath." She said to him.
"You're not a single guy anymore Phil. You can't go around beating people up. You have a daughter and another one on the way, you have me."

"I know." He said wrapping his arms around her. "I just don't like knowing someone made you uncomfortable like that."

"I'm a big girl." She smiled. "It's ok."

"Stop saying it's ok because it's not." He told her seriously. "But he won't get away with it. That much I promise you."

"It really isn't a big deal. I think he did it for a reaction from you and I think it will piss him off more if you ignore it." She said to him and he laughed.

"You know I'm not going to ignore it. I'm not built that way." He said to her. "But I won't fly out to Vegas and beat the shit out of him tonight."

"I hope not. Because we need you tonight." She said to him. "Your daughters want ice cream."

"Yes I know." He smirked walking over and taking off his gloved.

"And your wife wants private adult time once Lily is asleep." She said wrapping her arms around his waist and kissing between his shoulder blades.

"Yea?" He grinned turning around.

"It's such a turn on to see you make such great decisions and you did such a good job watching Lily and going to her school...and I heard you signed up for every future trip." AJ smiled.

"I did." He smirked. "Just trying to be a good dad." he said dramatically and grinning.

"It's so amazing." She said kissing his jawline.

"I mean, I did handle dinner last night too." He added.

"You did." She said kissing his neck now.

"I did the laundry too." He added and hissed when she grabbed between his legs. "Babe." He groaned moving her hand. "After ice cream."

"I can wait." She smiled licking her lips.

"God damn." He muttered anxiously.

Later that night, long after Lily had fallen asleep it was finally time for private time. AJ was anxious and that just meant Punk was going to be busy for a while. He knew what he'd be in for tonight and he was prepared. It must have been over an hour and he was still deep inside of her body. Her legs were shoot straight up and he was rolling his lower half into hers repeatedly.

"God Phil!" She screamed out.

"Shhh." He hushed and then covered his mouth with hers.

She clutched his face as hard as she could as she sucked on his tongue hoping that would help her stay silent. Just as Punk was ready to finish off he felt her climax again and he was so close when his phone began to ring. It was an odd time of night but he wasn't ready to stop for anything.

"Your phone." AJ said pulling away from his lips. Her lips were swollen from kissing and her eyes were glazed over happily.

"Fuck it." He hissed and thrust into her one more time where he finally came. "Fuck." He moaned as his body actually shook.

"Your phone again." AJ sighed reaching over to the table and grabbing his phone but he was still uninterested. Punk was still buried inside of her and nipping at her neck in an attempt to come off his high.

"Phil's phone." AJ answered a little more breathlessly then she wanted.

"You two doing it?" Dean asked amused.

"It's Dean." AJ said trying to give him the phone.

"I don't care." He murmured against the skin of her neck and nipped a little too hard causing her to gasp then laugh.

"It's late it must be important." AJ insisted and he lifted his head up and grabbed the phone.

"What?" Punk asked.

"Did you see the news?" Dean asked.

"No I've been preoccupied." He groaned gently pulling out of his wife and laying on his back next to her.

"Eric got the shit kicked out of him." Dean said to him.

"What?" Punk asked fully alert now sitting up.

"Yea. He's in the hospital." Dean told him. "Apparently a robbery gone bad. Talk about bad karma."

"Yea...karma." He mumbled. "Thanks for letting me know." He said then hung up.

"What happened?" AJ asked.

"Eric got robbed and is in the hospital." Punk said to her.

"Oh." AJ said simply. "Why are you upset?"

"I'm not." He said to her. "Timing is interesting."

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"Paul wasn't at the gym when we left." Punk said to her.

"I'm sure Paul didn't fly down to Vegas." She laughed.

"No but he lived in Vegas, knows people." Punk reminded her. "Loves you like a daughter."

"You think he had him beat him up?" AJ frowned.

"I don't know." Punk said thinking about it.

"He can get in trouble for that." AJ said to him. "I didn't want this."

"I know." Punk said to her. "It's alright, it's not our problem."

"Paul is our family." AJ reminded him. "His problems are our problems."

"Yea, yea." Punk said running his hand over his face and got out of the bed.

"Where are you going?" AJ questioned and watched as he quickly got dressed.

"I have to find Paul and talk to him." Punk said to her.

"Ok." She said to him and he walked over and kissed her. "Be careful." she warned and watched as he walked out the door.

Punk knocked on Paul's apartment door loudly. When he finally opened the door he had clearly been sleeping and Punk walked right inside.

"What did you do?" Punk asked him.

"I was sleeping." Paul yawned.

"With Eric." Punk said to him and Paul shrugged.

"I don't know what you mean." Paul replied innocently.

"Did you have someone beat the shit out of him?" Punk asked. "Do you realize the shit amount of trouble you can get into?"

"I have no idea what happens in Vegas. I live here in Chicago." Paul told him simply.

"I didn't need you to do this." Punk said to him. "She's my wife-"

"I did nothing." Paul again replied with ease. "But a lot people care about AJ." he reminded him. "Don't worry about it."

"I'm worried about you getting in trouble." Punk insisted. "So is AJ."

"I did nothing." Paul clearly lied. "Just relax. You can sleep well knowing Eric will never put his hands on your wife ever again."

"How bad is he hurt?" Punk asked.

"Bad enough." Paul said to him. "Now can I get back to sleep?"

"I didn't realize you had connections like that." Punk said to him. "It's like some mafia shit."

"I did nothing." He repeated.

"You need to be careful." Punk warned him. "If you ended up in prison it would crush Lily and I'd never forgive myself."

"This is a talk that I usually have with you." Paul laughed. "Would you relax? This is nothing. It's been a long time coming for Eric to learn not to fuck with you and your family."

"That is true." Punk had to admit.

"It's over now. Eye for an eye. Go home to your wife and daughter and get some sleep." Paul said walking him to the door. "And let me get back to sleep."

"Alright but thanks." Punk said as he stepped out the door.

"For what?" Paul laughed then closed the door.

The next morning Punk made his way down the stairs and saw AJ and Lily already at the kitchen table eating breakfast.

"I'm almost ready." Lily told her dad who she knew would take her to school.

"Take your time." Punk said ruffling her hair.

"You talk to Paul?" AJ asked.

"Yea, it's fine." He said kissing her good morning.

"We're taking Lily to get her cast off today." AJ reminded him and he nodded.

"Got it." Punk said pouring himself a cup of coffee and then looked at AJ.

"I didn't have one sip. I made it for you." She said already knowing.

"Thank you." He said.

"Can Louis live here with us?" Lily asked and Punk laughed.

"Louis has his own palace to live in." Punk teased. "Besides we don't have enough room. Once the baby comes she's getting the last guest room."

"Oh." Lily said eating her cereal.

"Why do you ask?" AJ asked curiously.

"Yea, why?" Punk asked glaring at his adorable daughter.

"I just like having him around." Lily shrugged.

"You see him at school, that's enough Louis." Punk remarked.

"I guess." Lily sighed.

"Something wrong?" AJ frowned looking at her.

"No mommy." Lily said putting on a smile.

"You sure?" Punk asked warily.

"Yup." She nodded.

"Excited to get your cast off?" Punk asked her.

"Yup." She repeated and Punk looked at AJ.

"Lily if-" AJ began.

"I'm ready for school." She announced jumping out of her chair and grabbing her book bag.

"I'll talk to her." Punk said putting his coffee down.

"She's six and is already acting like a moody teenager." AJ sighed.

"No, she's just too smart for her own good." Punk said to her.

"We need to do something fun with her." AJ said to her.

"We always do fun stuff." Punk said to her.

"No something kid like." AJ said to him. "Not with school. Let's take her to the carnival."

"Fine." He said to her. "I like carnivals."

"I like the junk food." AJ added.

"No kidding." He laughed.

"And if she wants she can bring Louis." AJ said.

"No. It will be a family day. We need more time for just the three of us before the new baby gets here." he said to her.

"But something is upsetting with her Louis." She pointed out.

"She spends too much time with Louis." Punk said waving it off. "That's the problem."

"That's not the problem." she teased standing up and clearing the table.

"It is." he insisted. "She needs to make new friends."

"She has a ton of friends. She's just known Louis since she was one." AJ said to him. "Tell her we'll take her to the carnival this weekend to celebrate getting her cast off."

"I will." he said to her.

"And tell her how you're going to win her the biggest stuffed animal there." She added and he grinned smugly.

"I always do." He said to her. "Then you bitch about it because it's too big."

"Yes! And she loves it." AJ said giving him a kiss.

"Alright. I'll be back." He said grabbing his keys.

In school Lily was sitting with Louis during group activity and whispered.

"My parents said you can't live with us." She said very quietly.

"That's ok." Louis shrugged.

"It's not ok!" Lily argued. "I have a plan."

"What plan?" Louis asked nervously to make sure no one was listening.

"Do you trust me?" Lily asked and he nodded.