"What are you going to do?" Dean asked Punk as all three of them watched their angry friend approach them coming out of Mike's house.

"Well first of all I need to go home and tell AJ. Then I need to go find this half brother I supposedly have and introduce him to my fist." Punk said, putting the picture Mike had gave him into his pocket.

"Half brother?" Seth shook his head and looked at Punk.

"His name is Dom Brooks, see if you can find anything on him. I need to go home and tell AJ she might be pregnant with my niece or nephew." Punk dreaded already, walking with his shoulders slump, opening the car door and sitting in with a huffing sigh. If his half brother wanted to meet him or had an issue with him, he could have just said. There was no need to put AJ through everything she had been through.

He drove away, leaving Dean, Seth and Roman to get to work on finding more about Dom. You'd be surprised about the things they could come up with just by using a name. Meanwhile he had to go home and break this horrifying news to AJ.

As soon as he arrived home, he headed straight upstairs from no sight of AJ downstairs. He hoped she wasn't already asleep like she said she would be. He walked in to find her lying in bed with her glasses on, reading a book she had been reading recently, her head turning when she seen him walk into the room.

"You're back earlier than I thought." AJ said with a surprised smile, placing the bookmark in the page she had stopped it, closing the novel over and placing it on her bedside table, standing up and out of the covers.

"I didn't plan on staying long anyway." Punk told her, taking the hug she was offering from her, feeling her wrap her arms around him tightly.

"Couldn't you sleep?" He asked her.

"No. I tried but I don't think I'm tired enough." She admitted as she pulled back from the hug, looking up at him and seeing a sort of fear in his eyes, "Is everything ok?" She asked.

Punk scratched the back of his neck and took her hand in his, "Come sit down with me." He said, leading her over to the bed, sitting down on the edge of the mattress, pulling her down with him as she began to have a look of fear and worry on her face.

"What's wrong, Punk?" AJ asked him with a sigh.

"We've found the guy who attacked you." Punk said, feeling her hand drop from his, watching as she stood up and walked a few steps forward, her back facing him as her hands flew to her mouth.

Punk stood up with a heart aching sigh, walked close to her and spun her around, pulling her into him as she hugged into his body, sobbing deeply, not even letting Punk get to the horrifying part.

"It's alright." Punk soothed her, "It's all nearly over." He reminded her, kissing her head softly.

"It's all becoming more believable." She choked, looking up at him as he nodded, understanding her completely, "Do you know what he looks like? Have you… seen him?" She swallowed the lump in her throat, falling out of the tight hug they were in.

"This is where it get's a little more disturbing." Punk said with an anxious stomach, "You have to understand, this is all news to me to." He told her first.

"You're scaring me." She admitted, folding her arms as her wet tears dried in against her cheeks.

"The DNA from your clothes, from the attacker, they have the same Y chromosomes as my DNA." He looked across at her.

"I'm not a forensic, Punk. What does that mean?" AJ threw her hands up in the air with a nervous chuckle.

"It means… my half brother raped you, AJ." Punk said, staring across at AJ as her mouth gaped open, her legs giving way to where she had to stand up straight, trying not to fall over.

"You don't have a…"

"I know. I didn't think I did either. I went to see Mike and, he told me about him. I never knew until a few hours ago. But look at me…" Punk walked over to AJ, taking her hands in hers, shaking them with courage as her body became lifeless whilst looking up at him with a sickened face, "We're going to get him and he's going to get put away for what he done. He isn't any brother of mine." He told her as she just looked up at him in so much shock.

"I could be pregnant with your niece or nephew." AJ looked up at him with lifeless spirit. She couldn't believe this. It almost took her breath away. Why would a half brother of Punks that he never knew about attack her? Was it to get to him? Did he have something against Punk and used her to get to him? She didn't know.

"Yeah, you could be. There's always hope." Punk said, trying his best to smile.

"What if that hope isn't good enough?" AJ looked up at him, "I don't think I can wait five more months to find out what brother I'm pregnant to." AJ swallowed loudly.

"What are you saying?" Punk shook his head, dropping her shaking hands out of his.

"I'm saying I want a paternity test." AJ folded her arms as Punk stared at her with confusion.

"I thought we agreed that we would wait. You know I told you it doesn't matter who the baby's father is. I'm always going to be here. This guy is not my brother, we're going to find him and put him where he belongs so he can rot for every miserable day for the rest of his life." Punk said, "Don't make me sit through hearing that the baby isn't mine this soon." Punk said, the real reason he didn't want tests done being that he didn't think he would react very calmly if it turned out to be his half brothers baby developing in his girlfriend. His half brother that he never even knew about, never mind knew that he had an enemy in him.

"I can't wait until the birth to find out, Punk. I deserve to know whose baby I'm carrying. Plus, it may give us time to prepare ourselves if the baby isn't yours. We'll be ready to take care of it regardless when it comes." AJ suggested, "I just want all of this to be over, and until I find out whose baby it is, I don't think it can be. Knowing that a piece of that… scum, has been left inside me disgusts me. I need to know if the chance of you being the father is too good to be true." AJ told him with sincerity, "Please, let us do the paternity test." AJ begged as Punk just sighed and closed his eyes.

"Do you know how hard this is for me…"

"For you?!" AJ shrieked, "What about me? No one ever gives a shit about me. It's always, 'oh, condolences to the family,' or 'oh, her poor boyfriend.' I was the one who was dragged down an alley and raped. I have gotten to the point where I don't even care who it was, me knowing who raped me won't change anything, it won't undo anything. I didn't ask for any of this. I didn't ask to be pregnant, I didn't ask to feel this way, to feel so scared to be outside that I feel sick." AJ looked at him as he looked at her with alert eyes.

"AJ…"

"No, just don't." AJ drew a line with her hand, "Stop trying to pretend you know how I feel because there is a ninety nine percent chance you don't." AJ said, her hormones spinning as well as her head.

"I don't want to find out whose baby it is because when I hear his name and not mine, I can't possibly look at you the same, or be encouraging through the rest of the pregnancy. I'm scared, alright." He looked at her.

"Yeah? Well so am I." AJ folded her arms, "I'm finding out my baby's father wether you like it or not." AJ spat, watching him grab a pillow from their bed, "What are you doing?" She asked.

"Sleeping on the couch." Punk groaned, taking the pillow with him and closing the bedroom door over with a bang.

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