A week had passed by and Punk and AJ had finally found a place to live that wasn't all that shabby, considering it was just a few weeks before Christmas. It wasn't far from their old place, and it had everything they needed.
Since everything was ruined with the fire, they had the chance to claim insurance for it all, which meant they didn't have to pay for new things as the fire was not at their own hands. They got new furniture, beds and a completely new kitchen fitted. Everything else, all the extras like clothes and things to make the place more like a home, they had to go out and buy.
"I think we should do the nursery yellow. Like a lemon colour." She stood in the empty the room that would soon be the twins room when they arrived. It had been a hard week moving, but she didn't really have a right to complain as Punk never let her lift anything or help him at all really.
"Aren't we gonna find out if it's boys or girls?" He asked her.
"Could be one of each." She told him, "I think we should wait to be surprised." She leaned against the white wall in the cold room, "I personally think it's going to be boys. But I think we should wait." She suggested.
"Whatever you want."He smiled, "As long as you're happy." He said. That was all he really wanted. For AJ to be happy whilst on this journey of bringing two babies, their babies into the world. There was no doubt about it, she was going to get cranky, and hormonal, upset, hungry, uncomfortable, huge as a house, and when the day came, she was going to have to endure in a painful few hours to get the babies here. The least he could do was make sure she was happy throughout the process, "And I hope it's boys." He added.
"What if it's girls?" She pressed her hand over on her tummy. At this point she couldn't tell, but her gut instinct was saying two no good, mischievous, Punk looking little boys were on their way.
"That's a lot of girls to be dealing with in a house. You're bad enough as it is." He said as she pushed him playfully whilst laughing along, "One of each would be nice." He admitted. It seemed even and right to have one boy and one girl, but he didn't really know anything. It was all just speculation at this point.
"It would." AJ smiled, "But I'm going with boys. Which means I'm going to have to deal with three boys on a daily basis when my entire life I've been dealing with zero." She folded her arms as he smiled.
"I'll go one girl, one boy." Punk said, "May the best parent win." He extended his hand to her as she shook it with a smile, watching her giggle and look around the room.
He had yet to tell her what actually had gone on with the Albanians, and a recent up to date talk with her. They'd been so busy. From finding out they were having twins, to moving to a new place. He figured he was going to take her out tonight, and deliver the good news, as well as delivering good food. What more would she want?
"You didn't have to do this." AJ admitted, sitting in the restaurant they had came to a few times before. It was Italian, and it had some of the best food she'd ever tasted. He'd told her he was taking her out, as a little cleanse from all the shit that had been going on.
She looked insanely gorgeous. She wasn't even dressed up. Just jeans, a comfortable fitting t-shirt around her bump and her leather jacket, everything he loved her for.
"I know. But I wanted to." He admitted, "We've not got to do this a lot from all the shit that's been going on." He admitted to her as she nodded in agreement.
It was nice, for her anyway, to know they were all settled into a new home, that their babies who could have been in great danger were perfectly fine and safe, and that their love was still blossoming. She couldn't wait for Christmas now, to spend it with the one she loved the most.
"So, we managed to wipe out all the Albanians, bar the three that you encountered." He told her, "They're all gone. And the ones you met, they scattered away on a boat to France." He told her, "Jamie is in jail now. He's got a sentence of three years. Could have got a hell of a lot more." Punk told her as she nodded, looking down as if sad, "Don't feel sorry for the guy, April." He said.
"I don't." AJ quickly shook her head, "I just… I don't think he knew how serious it all was. Maybe if he did then he would have stopped."
"And then got you killed?" He looked her in the eye, "Everything he done, he put your life at risk for it. He might not have known it, but he was stupid and dumb enough to get into something so dangerous in the first place." He said, "Do not feel sorry for him." He warned as she raised her eyebrows, "Are you forgetting the way he treated you?" He shook his head, not sure why she seemed to be showing sympathy towards him.
"No. I didn't forget that." She said bluntly, "But I was with him since I was a teenager, Phil. He was my first everything. My first kiss, my first date, relationship, love..." She said, "I'm just sad that he didn't make something of his life, and is now rotting in jail." She shrugged.
"Well don't be." He said, "The guy was a prick." He spat.
The table fell silent, none of the other knew really what to say. Punk never knew she still felt this way for Jamie. That she still acknowledged him as a former partner. And AJ didn't understand why Punk seemed so aggressive when talking about Jamie. They were the ones that had an affair behind his back.
"Anyway..." Punk began, "Everything is done. Either the Albanians are dead or in jail. It's all over." He smiled to her as she nodded with a content smile too.
She knew he was just being protective over her. Of course if she looked upset for Jamie then he would be angry about it. She understood it. She just wanted to move on with him, forget about all of this stuff that had been going on, and start a clean slate.
"And I'm so glad." She smiled as he stared into her eyes, so thankful he had found a woman like her, a woman who he loved unconditionally.
They walked home after some amazing food, completely full and ready for bed. Her arm was locked into his as they walked along the pavement that ran upside the road. He was warm, and his solid body felt like a shield against anyone who tried to hurt her.
"That was so good." She smiled with satisfaction, her cravings being fulfilled, "Thank you." She smiled.
"My pleasure." He said, "What'd do you say when we get home, we got upstairs..." His voice turned into a whisper, "Strip your clothes and kiss every single inch of your body." His words made her stomach tingle already.
"That sounds nice." She smiled in a drifting tone.
"Yeah?" He looked down at her with a smile, spotting at the corner of his eye a little girl, maybe around the age of four or five, clutching a teddy bear, tired eyes heaving her down as she looked around the busy street. It was way too late for her to be by herself, and just by looking at her clueless face, it looked like she was lost.
"I think we're gonna need to take a little detour home." He told her as she hadn't even noticed the little girl they were approaching, feeling Punk unlock his arm with her and crouched down to the small child.
"Where are your parents, sweetheart?" He asked the small child who looked to him with fear, "Did you lose them?" He asked, watching her nod, "Ok, well we're gonna find them for you, I'll take you down to the station where they can pick you up. Is that ok?" He asked her as she nodded. He was used to a lot of issues like these. Believe it or not, parents tended to lose their kids more frequently than you'd think.
"What are you gonna do?" AJ whispered to him, smiling down at the little girl who stood tiredly beside Punk holding on to her stuffed rabbit.
"Take her to the station. Look up her details and find a contact for her." He told her as AJ nodded. As much as he didn't like to face it, he was gentle and as sweet as ever. He wasn't even working, nor was he fond of staying at the station all night, but the obvious concern for this little girl, out in the city by herself was written all over his face, and she loved how much he cared.
They took the little girl down to the station where they looked up her details and contacted her worried and awaiting mother who was so glad to hear her daughter was ok.
"What's your rabbit called?" Punk asked, having let the little girl, whose name was Hannah, sit on his office chair, spinning her around in it lightly whilst AJ watched with a smile. The station was empty, and the girl was still frightened without her mother who was on her way, so they were trying anything to keep her content.
"Thumper." She squeaked as Punk smiled.
"You like Bambi?" He asked with a smile as she nodded quickly.
"My favourite." She slurred tiredly.
"My favourite was always the ones with the lions." He told her as AJ watched closely with a smile. He liked children way more than he let onto. He was good with them. There was a flow there that she didn't even think she had.
"Lion King." Hannah corrected him as Punk nodded.
"Yeah." Punk nodded, "I loved that when I was a kid." He admitted with a smile. He could personally remember watching tons of Disney films with his brother, all because his mom loved them.
Punk looked up at the CCTV's in his office, noticing the woman who he assumed was this little girls mother, standing outside the station, "Alright, kid. I think your mom is here." He smiled, "Let's go." He told her, helping her down from the chair whilst AJ followed through.
These types of things happened all the time. Sometimes he could be out, off duty, and see something on the streets that he'd have to deal with. There was no way he could have left a poor little girl outside in the freezing cold, lost and frightened. It was his job to make sure the public were all ok and that's what he was doing.
"Oh, thank goodness." Hannah's mom errupted into thankful tears as she lifted her daughter up, "Thank you so much. I was searching around all night. I can't thank you enough." She said, completely thankful that her daughter had been found and taken in by this lovely couple.
"It's my job." Punk smiled, "Just keep a better eye on her." He smiled as the little girl rested her head on her mothers shoulder, smiling to him as he tapped her nose playfully, "She's a good kid." He smiled.
"Thank you." The mother gasped, "Oh, thank you so much." She trembled whilst caressing her daughter.
"It's no problem. Drive safe, alright." He told her as the once lost little girl embraced her mother who said another million thanks, and then headed off into the night with her daughter to go home.
"That was sweet." AJ smiled whilst waiting on Punk locking up the station once the sweet little girl had gone home safely with her mother, the way Punk intended her to.
"You didn't expect me to just walk by her, did you? It's my job." He laughed, placing his keys in his pocket, feeling her lean back into him as they headed off.
"I know, but you didn't have to be so nice and sweet." She smiled, "I like that side you." She admitted.
"Yeah? Well he doesn't come out often." He admitted as she rested her head on his shoulder comfortably, walking home in the cold air.
"Well he will once the babies get here." She reminded him. There was nothing more relaxing than knowing her babies had a father that was going to protect him with every fibre of his being. Their family were completely safe in his arms.
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