Watching

"Mommy! Look we made sandcastles." A small little girl exclaimed, around the small age of three or four, sitting on the sand where a pair of tattoo'd hands adjusted her sun cap that she had on to keep the sun from her eyes.

"I see, baby." AJ smiled, "Did daddy help you?" AJ sat up on the beach towel from lying down enjoying some rays beside her daughter and boyfriend who occupied themselves in the sand.

"Just a little bit." The small girl smiled, pig tails hanging down by her ears, small little jorts on her hips along with a cool vest. Of course she had been plastered in sun cream before they got out the car to enjoy their day at the beach.

"Hey." Punk said, "I helped make you the fort." He said, pointing to the sandcastles they had made that had his handy work of a fort around it.

"But I made the sandcastles!" She knelt up and pressed her hand against his shoulder to keep her balance, "You just done a small part." She smiled cutely as he couldn't help laugh. Just like her mother. Every inch of her.

"I guess I did." He nodded with defeat.

"C'mon get more suncream on, baby." AJ said, sitting up and reaching into her beach bag, watching her small daughter wander over to her and plank herself in front of her with her legs in a basket.

"After can we go into the sea?" She asked with excitement. Beached days were her favourite days.

"Don't you want some ice-cream before the van goes away." AJ said.

"Oh, yeah!" The little girl piped up, having almost forgot about her promised ice-cream.

"Let me put more cream on you and you can go get some with daddy. You have to bring me back one and make sure daddy doesn't eat mine." She said as the small girl laughed contagiously.

"When have I ever?" Punk raised his eyebrows.

"Oh, please." AJ scoffed, "If it's not you who eats it, it's Mutsy who gets it." She turned to the tired dog who lay under the umbrella.

"He was too warm. He needed to cool down." Punk argued but AJ just smiled. Life had only got better from the moment she found out she was pregnant. She felt blessed every day.

"Are you done, mommy? Are you done?" The small girl asked.

"Ok. I'm done." AJ nodded, "Off you go." She kissed the side of her head, watching their daughter skip over to Punk, grabbing his hand as they headed over to the ice-cream truck that sat on the beach just a few metres away from their perfect spot.

She kept her eyes on her two favourite people the entire time. Punk was so good with their daughter, just like she predicted from the very beginning. He was charming with her, kept her busy, kept her energetic and laughing. But most of all, kept her happy, just like he did with her. She was so content with her life, and it really showed.

She was suddenly distracted out of her gaze towards her loving family, when sudden screams of horror began to echo the beach, getting louder and louder. She quickly turned around and that's when she saw it. It was happening again. This time, she seen it, she wasn't just going get swept away in their small apartment, she could really see the oversized wave, huge and death filled. She froze on the spot as millions of people on the beach began to rush by her. Her mind was lost.

She turned around quickly to Punk and their daughter, noticing that Punk had spotted the destruction on it's way, already having picked up their daughter in his arms.

"April!" He yelled, but she couldn't hear him, everywhere was too loud. Her body wouldn't allow her to get up. She just sat in fear as she looked on at the oversized tide approaching quickly. People were falling into her at this point, and her name was echoing at the bag of her mind from her desperate boyfriend.

"April!"

"April!" Punk shook AJ as she jumped up suddenly in their bed. In their bed. A place of safety and comfort. Not the beach where they were being threatened. It was just a dream. Just a dream, "Hey, baby… you ok?" Punk asked her, having been woken by her tossing and turning into him. It was through the night, and hearing her in such distress alarmed him.

"I had a… I had a really bad dream." She placed her hand on her forehead as he coaxed her to lie back down with the palm of his hand resting on her shoulder, "It happened again." She said, still trying to find a breath.

"What?" He asked her.

"The tsunami." AJ told him, looking up at him in fear, "Only this time, we were on the beach, and… we had a daughter. It was right there." She said with so much fear shaking her voice.

"Hey, hey it's ok… you're safe, I promise." He traced his fingers around her head, "You're ok, baby. I promise." He kissed her head as she relaxed a little, "It's ok to have a bad dream from time to time." He told her.

"But it felt so real." She sighed.

"They always do." Punk said, "But it couldn't have felt that real, I mean… unless our boy is gonna have long hair and dress in pink, then-" He smirked, placing his hand on her grown belly under the sheets. Five months along to be precise, supporting a healthy baby boy that they had just found out about last week.

"I'm not sure where my mind is at really." She admitted, placing her hand on top of his that was on her belly. They were both creating such a wonderful bond with their son already. These past few months had been great, and both of them had really adapted to becoming parents very soon.

"You're still scared of it happening again?" Punk asked her as she shook her head, but the nodded, figuring she would be honest with him.

"Well, we live on the coast still… and it's always a possibility… and now that we have the baby, I just-"

"Hey." He stroked her cheek, "Those things happen once in a blue moon. We were unlucky, but we're safe here. I promise." He told her, pressing a kiss on her cheek, "I'm pretty sure junior in there doesn't like his mommy getting all flustered and panicked when he's trying to sleep." He smiled.

If anything, Punk had just grown to love their baby more than she ever thought he would. He had undying love for their son already, and AJ loved it. They were becoming that perfect family she wanted, and she couldn't wait to be a mom.

"I know, but he'll forgive me." AJ said, "I'm sorry for waking you. I know you're up early." She frowned.

"Don't worry about it." Punk smiled, "You know I don't sleep much anyway." He told her, still continuing to caress her cheek, leaning in and pressing a kiss that landed on her jaw, trailing it down to her neck where she began to tense up at the feeling.

"Do you ever stop?" AJ grinned at the feeling of him peppering her neck with hot kisses whilst his hand wandered over her enlarged breasts, squeezing them softly. Ever since she hit four months pregnant, all she ever really had a craving for was Punk himself, and he was always happy to help her out, of course.

"Do you ever want me to stop?" He asked, trailing his hand down her body, over her bump with care and dipping it into her pyjama shorts where he began to palm her sensitive flesh, wanting to make sure she felt good, relaxed and satisfied.

"Oh, no… never." AJ moaned, "I love when you touch me, baby." She moaned as he parted her folds and began stroking her, sliding a finger into her depths with great pleasure, watching her eyelashes flutter whilst she cupped her own breasts.

"I know you do." Punk said, "But all the screaming needs to stop." He said in a whisper to her ear with a smile.

"I can't help it." She moaned and groaned. Her hormones and nerves had just been all over the place, and she'd been feeling more taken care of than usual. It felt wonderful.

"You know I'm just playing." He kissed in at her neck whilst continuing to toy around with her, "Baby you can scream all you want." He told her.

He rolled on top of her eventually, seeing at this was the only position that he could really get into her whilst she stayed comfortable.

"Are you comfortable?" He insisted on asking every time.

"Oh, yes! Yes, baby. Do it. Quick." AJ gasped as Punk freed his hard length from his boxers, running it up and down her wet slit before sliding into her tight walls.

"Fuck, AJ! You like that? Huh?" He asked her as he pummelled into her at a quick pace. Making love to his pregnant girlfriend over these past few months had become something he'd grown to love very much. He felt much closer to her, and just like before anyway, he loved making her feel good.

After around an hour of a steamy encounter, they both found their releases and wound up curled in against one another like usual.

"He's kicking me." AJ giggled quietly as Punk smiled, his eyes closed over as he held her against his frame, spooning her from behind as he placed his hand over her tummy. She wasn't huge yet, but her bump was big.

"Definitely a Brooks." Punk nodded with pride as he felt the quick and forceful kicks against his girlfriend's belly, "Maybe we woke him up and he's not happy about it." He said as AJ smiled. She loved that he had connected with the baby, and was getting more and more excited about him coming like she was. She was terrified at the beginning with the way he was acting, but Kat was right, it just took that first scan to really have him.

"Then we should apologise to him." AJ said, "Sorry, baby." She whispered, rubbing her tummy gently.

"Sorry little guy." Punk followed tiredly, dozing on and off into AJ's neck, not being able to help it. He had to get up in a few hours, and he'd not slept much so far. He was hoping he could drift off, just like AJ was already beginning to.

"I might come see you on my lunch break." Punk announced the next morning, rubbing his neck as AJ walked him to the front door, still in her pyjama's with one of his sweaters on him, drowning her of course. She wasn't starting work at the shelter until later. She'd given herself a lighter schedule, well… Kat suggested her taking a lighter schedule. She was on her feet all day, so she took her up on the offer.

"You don't have to do that." AJ said, "But I won't stop you." She smiled, "You home normal time?" She asked him as he just nodded.

"Yep. Normal time." Punk nodded, "Why don't you go back to sleep, get an another hour in before you go." Punk suggested, noticing AJ still looked a little tired.

"Yeah, I might do that." AJ nodded, "I'll text you about lunch then." She said as Punk just nodded.

"I'll have my phone handy anyway." He said, "I'll see you later." He said, leaning in and pecking her cheek sweetly as she smiled, watching him head out and down the pathway. There was definitely something about him that was more happier. Whether it be his friends being back with him, or the fact that the baby was becoming more of an exciting thought instead of a terrifying thought.

She barely even noticed the parked car across the street, tinted windows to hide the camera flashing in the hands of a curious figure in the drivers seat, snapping pictures of the scene, all the way until she closed the door and headed back upstairs to jump back into bed for an hour.

A/N: Hmm, wonder who is watching? Take your guesses. REVIEW and let me know what you think.