Broken Promises


"So… how'd I do?" Punk smiled, getting into AJ's apartment after spending the night out with her mother. He was so glad it was over and he could relax after finally meeting her mom, although he was still nervous.

"You were fine. It wasn't a test." AJ chuckled to herself, sitting her coat down on the couch and collapsing down, kicking her leg up to him as he smiled and began to unzip her boots, "I think she liked you. You're good at charming people." She nodded as he smiled.

"You think?" He laughed a little, putting her boots around the corner of the couch and sitting down beside her as she nodded.

"Yeah, you can talk a good talk." AJ nodded, "She thinks your handsome too." She smiled as Punk nodded slowly.

"Well, clearly she knows what she's talking about." Punk shrugged as AJ smiled.

"Yeah, clearly." She nodded, "She's just… weird about you being a cop." She shrugged.

"Why?" Punk shook his head.

"Apparently my dad was one." AJ shook her head, "She never told me until tonight. I don't know if he was… a cop gone bad or something. Living where we did in Puerto Rico, wouldn't be all that surprising." She said.

"She thinks I'm gonna be like your dad?" Punk questioned.

"I don't know. She's just weird about it." She said, "Wait until I tell her I wanna be a cop. She'll flip."

"Oh, God. She'll blame me." Punk groaned, "The woman is never gonna like me. I remind her of her ex and I'm gonna be the guy who taints you with cop stuff." Punk nodded.

"No." AJ laughed, "Hey, it's not like you said hey April, why don't you be a cop? I… I wanted to do this. I mean I… for so long I've not known what to do with my life. I have a degree in English which is useless considering I don't have much to do with it." AJ rolled her eyes, "I want to do this for me."

"Hey, it's your call. Your decision." Punk nodded, "I'll be there to help you with whatever you need." He smiled as she nodded.

"I kinda wanna know what happened with my dad. My mom always just told me he was no good and he left but knowing he was a cop… it kinda changes things. He had to have been good-"

"Not all cops are good." Punk reminded her.

"Would you… look for me?" AJ asked him, "His name is Robert Mendez. I just… I feel like my mom isn't telling me everything."

"Maybe she doesn't want you to know certain things." Punk shrugged.

"Well I have a right to know. It's my dad." AJ shrugged as Punk nodded.

"Ok, I'll look it up but I'm not going digging or anything. If anything shows up I'll let you know." Punk nodded as she smiled.

"Thank you." AJ smiled, placing her hand on his knee as he smiled. He turned his head to look at her, leaning in and kissing her softly as she slowly crept over his body, straddling his hips on the couch as she cupped his cheeks.

"I have… a lot of… work to do…" Punk whispered between kisses, remembering he'd brought over paper work to AJ's place in hopes to do it when they came home.

"Take me to bed." AJ whispered as she kissed his neck. He never had to be convinced, he immediately stood up, picking her up with him as she giggled a little, leaving the living room and walking across to her bedroom.


"Micky!" Punk called, walking into the garage, banging his fist on the desk to get someone's attentions.

"What's with all the noise?" Micky walked out from the back of the garage, "What's up?"

"Look, we gotta speed this up." Punk nodded as Micky folded his arms, "I… I did everything you asked. Stan is gone. I lost all the things I love." He emphasised, "Just tell me you've found an address."

"I have an address." Micky nodded slowly, "You coming in here all demanding kinda makes me reluctant to give you it." He said, "You're lucky we have beef with your old man or else… finding your sister really wouldn't be on my agenda."

"You never told me what happened with him." Punk said, leaning against one of the cars and folding his arms.

"We crossed paths in prison a long time ago but he double crossed us. Not a nice guy." Micky said, "Not surprised he kidnapped his own daughter."

"That day when you saw him with… with my sister. Did he say anything about her?" Punk asked.

"No. He didn't say anything but she looked fine." Micky shrugged, "I mean she wasn't walking around covered in blood or bruises. She had clean clothes in. She didn't look frightened." Micky nodded, "I mean, you realise when you see her she's probably not gonna wanna leave where she is, right?"

"If she's still living with my dad, I'm not giving her the choice." Punk said.

"She's lived with him for a lot of years now. Who's to say that she and him aren't best friends? Maybe you were the problem. I mean, I'm assuming that's why he took her and didn't give two thoughts about you."

"I really couldn't care less about the guy." Punk told him honestly, "I care about my sister and finally seeing her again after all this time. All this time that I had to imagine scenarios of what happened. Of who took her and what they did. All this time it was my dad? It's ridiculous."

"I'm assuming you'll want your hands on him too?" Micky asked.

"Maybe." Punk nodded, "Do you blame me? It's my sister."

"I get it." Micky nodded, "But you know… for someone who is so strong on family, to give up your own wife and your own daughter for your sister who might not even want to see you… seems a little bit extreme." He said as Punk looked across at him, "But I suppose the not knowing all this time and the guilt you've had must be burning your brain inside." He nodded, "Speaking of… burnt, broken brains… how is April?" He smiled.

"What?" Punk shook his head.

"What? I'm just concerned. You divorce her so suddenly, I'm sure she's not taking it very well." Micky said as Punk nodded.

"Yeah, well… we were together a long time." Punk nodded.

"You still love her?" Micky asked.

"Of course I do." Punk sighed.

"I just couldn't risk it." Micky nodded, "If you're friends with us, if you're rolling with us… there can't be no cops looking in."

"Well… she's not really a cop. Stan fucked that up for her." Punk shook his head.

"Once a cop, always a cop." Micky nodded.

"You think that about me?" Punk asked him.

"No, because I think you're gonna do whatever it takes to get your sister back and get her away from your dad so… that's enough motive for me to believe." He said, "Shame about April. No money, no love could drive me away from her. You had it good with her." He nodded.

"You didn't know her." Punk spat. He didn't like the way he spoke about AJ, like he knew her.

"No, but I've gotten too." Micky nodded as Punk tilted his head, "You see, Phil. I still need leverage somehow with you. For all I know you're just playing me at my own game." He said, "So… any sign that April is onto us, I know everything about her. I know when she wakes up in the morning, when she feeds that beautiful little baby of yours, when she goes to the store-"

"What the hell are you playing at?" Punk spat, "Was me divorcing her not enough for you to believe that I'm in this. I'm in this to help you as long as you are helping me."

"Hey, I believe it but… just in case." Micky nodded, tapping Punk on the arm as Punk shook his head, "I got the address. We can go tonight." He smiled, walking back into the back office as Punk ran his hand through his hair and took a deep breath.


"Hey, you fancy seeing a movie tonight?" Punk asked, standing in AJ's kitchen in her apartment eating a donut whilst flicking through a magazine.

"You hate my taste in movies." AJ laughed, "Plus I said I'd pick a shift up at the bar." She nodded, "They're short staffed and my mom asked me to."

"I thought tonight was date night." Punk dusted his hands off after finishing the donut.

"Yeah, I'm sorry about that. I… I promise that I will make it up to you." She smiled, walking over him, "In any way you want." She whispered, leaning up and kissing him softly as he kissed back.

"I can come along to the bar with you." Punk shrugged as she wrapped his arms around his neck.

"And supervise?" AJ smiled a little.

"No, I'll call Dean and see if he wants to swing by." Punk nodded.

"Yeah, that'd be nice." AJ smiled, "So did you uh… did you look into anything about my dad?" She asked him nervously, taking her arms from around him as he nodded.

"Yeah, I did." Punk nodded.

"I don't like that tone very much." AJ admitted.

"Hey, it's not… it's not that bad." Punk said, walking over to the table and showing her the folder, "He went out on a sting for a couple of months." Punk nodded.

"What's a sting?" AJ questioned as she picked the folder up.

"It's where a cop goes undercover. They befriend the criminal to get information out of them. Pretend they're not a cop basically and fit in with the bad guys." Punk nodded, "But… apparently your dad fit in a little too much." He nodded.

"Good cop goes bad?" AJ questioned.

"Yeah, kinda." Punk nodded as she read the folder.

"Oh my God, he… he got into a lot of mess." AJ shook her head as she read different crimes her father had been charged with over the years.

"Yeah, stings can be dangerous. You don't know who is gonna prey on you or suck you in." Punk nodded.

"I don't know why my mom didn't tell me." AJ shook her head.

"She probably didn't want you to waste your time on him. I guess when he got involved with the sting he forgot about his family." Punk nodded, "It's not a rare thing."

"Family is everything." AJ shook her head as Punk nodded.

"Yeah, it's a difficult one to think about." Punk nodded, "I'm sorry." He frowned, noticing she seemed sad.

"No, it's… it's ok. I don't know really know him anyway. It's just… not exactly the best feeling in the world knowing that you weren't enough to stop someone from doing something wrong." AJ shrugged as Punk looked at her.

"Hey, you're enough." Punk nodded, "Like you said… you don't know him and that's his loss." He said as AJ nodded.

"Thank you for getting this for me." AJ nodded as he smiled.

"Well, you deserve to know about it." Punk said as she smiled, "I promise, you won't be disappointed like that again." He nodded as she smiled, "Not by me." He smiled as AJ looked up at him.

"I love you." AJ nodded, tucking some of his slicked hair back around the curve of his ear.

"I love you too." Punk smiled, kissing her head.

"I best get ready for this shift." AJ groaned as he smiled.

"And I'm gonna have another donut." Punk nodded as he wandered back over to the kitchen counter as AJ smiled and shook her head.