Punk sat for another few hours or so until he watched AJ start to grumble, slowly waking up, moaning a little with pain.
"Hey…" Punk said, rubbing her hand gently.
"You're back…" AJ said, looking at him and smiling the best she could.
"Yeah, I'm back… how you feeling?" Punk asked.
"It hurts Punk…" AJ moaned, looking at him.
Punk just frowned sympathetically, he hated seeing her in so much and if he could take the pain, he would for her.
"I know it does, I know…" Punk said, tucking her hair behind her ear, "It will stop hurting soon, you're going to be ok…" Punk said.
"What if I'm not?" AJ asked him.
"You will be, I'm not going to let anything happen to you, or our baby… you're going to be fine…" Punk said, kissing her head.
"I could die…" AJ said, looking at him.
"AJ, please just stop talking." Punk said, looking at her in the eye.
"Well I'm sorry if I'm a little bit worried… I'm tired, I'm sore, I'm scared… I don't know what to do…" AJ said, beginning to cry.
"Shh…" Punk said, "C'mon…" He soothed, sitting on the edge of the bed, circling his arms around her, rubbing his hands up her arm, kissing her head.
Later that night…
After Punk was told that he had to go and let AJ rest, he left and went to pick his kids from Deans house where Renee had made her way back to aswell.
"AJ told me what was going on with Randy…" Dean said, looking at Punk getting Nicks jacket zipped up, helping Harli tie her lacy's.
"Yeah, what about it?" Punk said, looking at Dean.
"You know that anything you need, you come to me, Seth and Roman, right? Whoever you need shutting up, we'll shut them up." Dean said.
"What if I told you it was Amy? Would you shut her up?" Punk asked.
"Gladly." Dean rolled his eyes, he had never liked Amy since he met her, his level of hatred for her rose when she left Punk with Nick.
"I'll need to go speak to her." Punk said.
"No man… she'll seduce or something, seriously stay away from her…" Dean said.
"You think I'd go over there and sleep with her?" Punk said, looking at Dean.
"Seems like something you would do." Dean said.
"My fiancé is lying in a hospital bed, practically dying and you think I'd go sleep with another woman?" Punk said, raising his eyebrows at Dean, lifting Harli up who was beginning to fall asleep on the couch.
"I'm just saying, you know what she's like." Dean said.
"Yeah, I do. She's a witch that lost my feelings for her a long time ago." Punk said, taking Nicks hand and walking out of the house with Harli sleeping on him, carrying her and taking Nick into the car and driving home.
Once they got home, he put them both to bed and walked into the living room, pacing up and down, he had two options in his head right now.
Did he risk his hope in Amy leaving AJ alone and not sending her to prison, going over and having a chat with her, or did he up and leave to somewhere like Randy said, making sure there was still a local hospital for AJ.
He had such a big decision to make, and if you asked him, he didn't want to leave, he wanted the baby to be born in Chicago, he didn't want to take Nick away from his school and his new friends, he didn't want to leave his friends behind, but if he had to, to keep AJ healthy and happy, away from everything, then he would in a heartbeat, but a part of him still thought he could persuade Amy, it was two very big risks, yet he didn't know which one to pick.
"Dad…" Nick said, standing at the living room door, fidgeting with his hands and looking down.
"You ok buddy?" Punk asked.
"Is mom not well?" Nick asked.
"N-No… she's not." Punk shook his head.
"Is the baby not well?" Nick asked, frowning up at his father.
"No… their both just a little sick right now, but they'll get better, I promise… "Punk said, crouching down to see Nick for the first time in a long time, a tear rolling down his eye.
"Nick… what's wrong?" Punk asked.
"I don't want us to be left alone again." Nick said, his stubbornness trying very hard not to just burst into a fit of tears.
"We won't, we won't be left alone Nick, I promise… mom and the baby just have the flu ok, they'll be fine." Punk said.
"But you're worried…" Nick said, he knew when his father was worried, he could tell by his pacing, his constant fidgeting and coughing. He knew his father like the back of his hand.
"Well… if I said that we had to move away for a bit, what would you say?" Punk asked.
"To keep mom safe?" Nick asked.
"Yeah, you could say that." Punk said.
"I wouldn't mind." Nick shrugged, telling the truth. If it kept AJ out of danger for whatever reason, he would go anywhere, he needed her now just as much as he ever needed his father, she was his mother.
"You wouldn't mind if we just quickly got our things together, and just left." Punk said.
"No… I wouldn't." Nick shook his head.
"Right…" Punk nodded, "You go back to bed ok, don't worry about mom, she's just fine." He said, kissing his head and watching Nick run back into his room.
Punk just stood up straight, running his hand through his hair. Maybe he needed to listen to his son, maybe trying to persuade Amy, even though AJ did nothing wrong, it was still a huge risk, when Amy wanted something, she'd make sure she got it. But not this time.
Sorry for the small chapter. Just trying to do some filler ones and stuff. Plus I've been up to my eyeballs in school work and other things, so I do apologise, but thanks so much for the 300+ reviews, it means so much to me, you have no idea.
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