Nikki was continuing her Friday night shift, just watching the clock go by, her feet aching and really wishing she could go home, but she knew she couldn't. She stood behind the bar when a man with two toned hair walked up to the bar.
"What can I get you?" She smiled.
"You're AJ's friend right?" Seth asked.
"Yeah." Nikki nodded.
"You couldn't tell me where her and her boyfriend is? I'm friends with Phil." Seth smiled.
"Is it Phil or AJ you want?" Nikki said.
"Phil." Seth said.
"What do you want him for?" Nikki questioned, she might have been pregnant, but she wasn't stupid.
"It's not really any of your business. I just need him to help me with some stuff." Seth said.
"Well, if you're his friend, why wouldn't he be answering your calls." Nikki raised an eyebrow at him, seeing him get more and more frustrated as time went on.
She watched him curse under his breath and go sit down in the corner.
Through out the night, Nikki kept a close eye on him as he just sat in the corner, looking at his feet, she didn't know if she felt intimidated or scared, but she just had her suspicions about this man, he was edgy and quiet, she didn't like it.
"Alright…" Nikki said, walking around and out from behind the counter, her hand placed on her growing belly, her back and feet were beyond aching now, "We're closing so if you can…"
Nikki stopped speaking when Seth stood up and slammed her against the wall, wrapping his hand around her neck, "Tell me where they are, you have until 3…" Seth breathed down her neck, feeling Nikki panic as time went by, "1…"
Nikki just looked into Seth's eyes, this was her time now, AJ had gone through her hell, she was the next victim, but she had so much to lose, but AJ's friendship and safety, she could never jeopardise that, she was just hoping that by chance a customer had forgotten their phone or jacket, and came back to collect it to help her.
"2…" Seth whispered, looking at her trying to get away from his grip.
"Please…" Nikki shook her head, trying her best not to cry.
"C'mon, just tell me, look at you…" He said, placing a hand on her stomach, "Don't make me hurt a pregnant woman now…" Seth said.
Nikki just glared up at Seth, taking her hand and slapping his away from her stomach, she'd rather go down with pride than stand tall like a coward.
"Alright then… 3…" Seth said, just as the doors flew open and Dean ran right for Seth, spearing him completely away from Nikki and labelling into him on the ground, punch after punch, kick after kick.
"D-Dean…" Seth muttered through Dean hammering away at him.
"Get up." Dean said, standing up and pulling Seth up by the t-shirt, "I know everything, I watched you that night, go into her house and not come back out, I know I've never been smart, but I can tell…" Dean said, "Why AJ?" Dean questioned, his hand still had a tight grip of the top of Seth's t-shirt.
But Seth was too busy looking at Nikki in the corner that was holding her stomach and sinking to the ground, pain taking over her face.
Dean turned to see what he was looking at and quickly let go of Seth, running over to see if she was ok. Of course Seth ran straight out the door while he could, he knew that was his only escape, especially from Dean Ambrose.
"Hey, Nikki it is right?" Dean questioned as Nikki nodded, "How far are you along?" Dean questioned her, crouching down and taking her hair from her face.
"8 months…" Nikki panted, "This is bad, I feel like I want to push…" Nikki said, rolling her head back against the wall with a sigh.
"Oh no. Don't do that…" Dean said, a panicked chuckle leaving him, "I'll drive you to the hospital…" Dean smiled, helping her to her feet and realising she not only looked in pain, but terrified, "Hey, everything will be fine." Dean reassured her, getting a weak smile back from her.
The next day…
"Is it weird that this house makes me feel a little cold." AJ said, hugging the covers up to her in bed the next morning, facing Punk.
"I told you, you aren't allowed to insult the house." Punk said.
"I know, but it's just so big, I'm surprised I haven't got lost yet." AJ said.
"Alright, take it easy Indiana Jones, it's a house not a museum." Punk shook his head.
"I'm just so in love with it." AJ smiled.
"I know you are." Punk smiled.
"I'm really hungry, but I can't be bothered moving." AJ laughed, watching him get up, his boxer shorts the only thing on him, seeing him walk around to her side and turn his back into her.
"Get on…" Punk said.
AJ just chuckled and stood up on the bed, jumping on his back as he held her under her legs.
"Kitchen?" Punk asked.
"Kitchen." AJ nodded, wrapping her legs around him tightly as he headed out their bedroom and downstairs, finally making the kitchen where he sat her up on the kitchen counter.
"That'll be ten dollars m'am…" Punk smiled cheekily, extending his hand out to her.
"How about a kiss instead?" AJ asked him sweetly.
"That should be fine too." Punk laughed, feeling her cup his cheeks and kiss him quickly, planting a loud kiss on his cheeks.
Punk stretched and made his way to the fridge were he looked at what was good to eat.
"I think I hear your phone ringing." Punk said as he was crouched down to the fridges height, scanning his eyes through the food.
AJ jumped down from the counter and ran into the living room to find Nikki calling her, she obviously picked up right away and was surprised to hear that early hours in the morning, she had given birth to a little girl.
She sat on the phone to her for at least an hour, listening to Nikki talk about how all of the cravings and indigestion and sore feet, finally paid off from how gorgeous the tiny baby was, and even though she was early, she was perfectly fine.
"Did you have anyone with you?" AJ spoke through the phone, she knew Nikki was planning to have her mom as her birth partner since the father of the baby was no where to be found, but since the baby came early, AJ figured she done it alone which broke her heart.
"Yeah. You know, one of Phil's friends…" Nikki said.
AJ immediately thought it was Seth and that terrified her, she didn't want Nikki getting involved with Seth, she didn't want Nikki in Seth's eye sight.
"Which one?" AJ asked.
"Dean, the blonde haired one. He helped me." Nikki smiled through the phone, leaving out the fact that it was probably Seth that caused her labour to start from how terrified she was from him, she was so glad Dean got there in time.
"Oh right." AJ said, relieved to hear it was Dean, "Has he gone now?" AJ asked.
"No. AJ, he's not left the room all night since the baby was born, he just went away to get a coffee there, he's so sweet." Nikki said, she knew if it was any other man, they would have helped her to the hospital and left, but Dean stuck by her throughout the full thing.
"He has a girlfriend, you know that right?" AJ said.
"Yeah." Nikki sighed.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to put you on a downer, I just, didn't know if you knew." AJ said.
"I know, it's fine. Awe AJ, you should see her, she's adorable, she's so tiny and perfect. I just want to eat her." Nikki said.
"Please, don't eat the baby." AJ laughed, "So, what's her name?"
"Fern." Nikki said, smiling to herself on the phone.
"That's different. Well, whenever you're ready to come visit just let me know." AJ smiled as Punk sat down beside her.
"Ok, I will."
"Ok, bye. Bye." AJ spoke, hanging up on the phone and turning to face Punk who had made himself a sandwich.
She quickly stole the other half, loving how angry he got when she done it.
"If you want one, go make one yourself." Punk rolled his eyes.
"But yours are just so good." AJ smiled to him, "Anyway, Nikki had her baby."
"Already?" Punk said, a confused tone in his voice.
"Well she was only one month away…" AJ said, beginning to tell Punk everything that Nikki had told her.
With Dean and Nikki…
"You sure you don't want anything?" Dean asked, walking in the door with his coffee just as Nikki got off the phone.
"Nah, I'm good." Nikki smiled.
"How is she?" Dean asked, sitting his coffee down and making his way round to the basinet which Fern was in, looking down at the tiny little baby who he could already see had took looks off of her mom, "Do you mind?"
"No, go ahead." Nikki smiled, watching Dean lift her up carefully and walk around to the armchair that was beside the bed, sitting down with her and gazing into her wide little eyes, eager to see her surroundings.
"Your dad, is a very stupid man." Dean said, "You're just adorable." He smiled, watching her little hand cling on to his finger.
"Listen…" Nikki spoke, bringing Dean's attention to her and not her daughter, "Thank you, you could have just left me once you dropped me off, I appreciate you being there for me." Nikki smiled.
"It's fine." Dean smiled as Fern started to whimper in his arms, letting out soft cries, "Looks like someone wants their mom." He said, passing her over to Nikki.
Nikki took Fern from him and settled her in her arms, stroking her cheek softly and soothed her to stop crying.
"Dad or not, I think you'll both be fine." Dean winked to her, taking his jacket from over the chair and walking out of the room.
Nikki just sat on the bed, watching him walk out the door. There was something about him.
Later that night…
"What's in the pot?" Punk asked, taking the lid off the pot that was on the cooker.
"What does it look like Punk?" AJ asked, sitting at the table, filling out some paper work, including job applications and figuring out how they could transfer her old location to her new location. Punk knew she was focused, especially because she had her glasses on and hair tied up.
"Worms." Punk said, looking at the obvious pasta in the pot. He took a handful out of the pot, throwing it over at AJ, watching it land on her shoulder.
"What are you? 5?" AJ questioned, taking the pasta from her shoulder and sitting it over on the table, just to feel him throw another bit at her, hitting her face, dangling from her glasses.
She gracefully took her glasses off with a crazy smile, standing up and walking towards the cooker, lifting up the lid to the other pot, the sauce that was meant to go through the pasta. She dunked her hand in, the thick sauce staying in a clamp in her hand as she lifted her hand and splatted it over Punks face.
Punk just nodded, wiping his eyes from the sauce, watching her lick her fingers.
"Oh it's on." Punk said, grabbing the pot of sauce in his hand as AJ took the pot that had the pasta.
Later on…
"Dinner was nice." Punk nodded, both of them sitting down in the kitchen floor, a pizza box between them.
"I'm gonna have to clean this place up." AJ sighed, looking around at the walls and cupboards that had pasta and tomato sauce splatted up them.
"I'll help you." Punk smiled, watching her throw the crust of her pizza down in the box.
"We need to grow up." AJ laughed, watching Punk move the pizza box away, shuffling over to sit closer to her on the cold, hard floor.
"No we don't. We are mature adults." Punk smiled.
"Mature adults? That give each other picky back rides from the bedroom to the kitchen, which by the way, bad idea, I think you broke my back after you asked me to carry you back upstairs. Food fights in the kitchen, eating pizza on the kitchen floor. We are what's wrong with human society." AJ said.
"Are you feeling ok? It's me and you, we make fun of each other, we give each other piggy back rides, even if it is from the bedroom to the kitchen, we dance like hippy's when the blackhawks score in the middle of the living room and that little boy looks in our window and wishes his parents were as cool as us. We have food fights that don't involve the girl out of the relationship moaning about the mess or how they've ruined the dinner, there's nothing wrong with us. Live a little." Punk said.
"We dance like hippy's?" AJ asked him, "I thought we danced pretty good." AJ folded her arms.
"AJ, you stand up and thrust your pelvis at the TV while waving your hands in the air, in no way shape or form is that good." Punk chuckled.
"Hey you aren't any better, you stand up and lean back whilst walking around the living room in circles, shaking your hips." AJ raised her eyebrows at him.
"We are equally as bad as each other, ok." Punk said.
"Whatever." AJ rolled her eyes.
Punk just watched her as she tried to not look at her, but he knew it was approximately 5 seconds before she turned round and…
"You're so hot…" AJ moaned, her hands taking cover of his cheeks as she kissing him fiercely, both of them getting to their feet, AJ immediately getting picked up by Punk, walking out of the messy kitchen and headed for the stairs.
Punk managed to get to the third stair before tripping up, both of them falling to the stairs in a roar of laughter.
"I'm not that heavy." AJ laughed.
"It's not that, I can't see the stairs when I'm walking." Punk laughed, "Let's try this again."
"We could never be that romantic couple in the movies, that make getting up the stairs while kissing each other look so damn easy." AJ laughed as Punk lifted her back up.
"Right." He agreed, "We can work at it." He laughed, managing to get all the way to the top of the stairs without tripping again. Successfully getting into their bedroom and shutting the door over tightly.
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