Be Ok

AJ and Punk had kept a low profile since the death of Eugene. Technically, the CIA didn't have to be all over it unless there was any sort of suspicious threat regarding their foreign affairs, which there wasn't, unless the FBI found things that had to be passed over.

AJ felt terrible for putting Punk in this situation but she didn't feel bad for what she'd done. All knew knew was how to keep herself safe and she wasn't going to risk anything happening to her, or their baby.

Which they were currently at the hospital hoping to see on screen for the first time, even though both of them were still stunned that it was happening.

"First time parents?" AJ's nurse Yolanda asked as AJ nodded, laying on the bed.

"Yeah." AJ nodded, "Any tips?" She asked.

"Just don't feel like you aren't prepared. Because you'll never be prepared for this." She nodded, "But… it's the best thing you'll do." She nodded to them as AJ smiled, turning to Punk who took her hand, sitting down beside the bed. He'd been great after the shock had settled in. It was a lot to wrap their heads around, especially with what happened to Eugene going on.

"Ok, lift up your t-shirt for my sweetie." Yolanda nodded as AJ pulled her t-shirt up past her stomach, watching her squeeze the gel on top and grab the probe from the machine, "Cold?" She smiled as AJ nodded.

"It's ok." AJ nodded, "You'll be able to tell us how far along I am?" She asked.

"Yeah, I should do." Yolanda nodded, "Normally we find women are between… 6 and 12 weeks when they come to us first thing. But we've had some cases where women have been pregnant for months and they haven't knew." She said.

"I'm not even sure how far I could be." AJ admitted truthfully.

"Well that's my job to tell you." Yolanda smiled, moving the probe around her stomach as she looked on at the screen. AJ and Punk both fixed their eyes solely on the monitor as they tried to make sense of a baby on the picture, "Here's your baby." She nodded, finding the right spot as she turned to them.

AJ tilted her head as she looked at where Yolanda was pointing to, which to her just looked like a blob.

"I can't see it." AJ whispered.

"I see it." Punk nodded with a smile, suddenly feeling even more terrified.

"It's right here, you see?" Yolanda pointed out as AJ stared really hard but just couldn't pick up on it. She didn't want to say no again so she nodded and smiled.

"Oh, yeah." AJ pretended, still trying to look at it.

"By my examine you're… approximately eleven weeks. Quite far along." Yolanda nodded as AJ continued to look at the screen, "I'm gonna go get you a little folder with some information, make your next appointment, I'll give you both a few minutes." She smiled, leaving the room as AJ continued to look at the screen.

"You can't see it, can you?" Punk said as AJ turned to him.

"No." She whined as Punk nodded, patting the top of her hand and walking around the bed.

"Look here." Punk pointed to the screen, "It.. it does kinda look like a little person." He gulped, outlining it with his finger as AJ suddenly began to see clear as day.

"Oh my gosh." AJ shook her head, "That's our baby?" She pointed as Punk smiled and nodded, walking back around the bed and taking a seat, "I can't believe it." She shook her head.

"It's terrifying." Punk laughed nervously as AJ nodded.

"Yeah." AJ agreed, "We'll find a way for it to work, right?" AJ wondered, beginning to doubt everything.

"Of course we will." Punk nodded, taking her hand in his, "We'll figure this out." He said, taking her hand and kissing the top of it.

"We should probably decide on a place to permanently stay." AJ said, walking into their bedroom with a bag of chips, climbing onto the bed and making herself comfy whilst Punk was in the bathroom just out of the shower, "I don't imagine going back and forth from here and Chicago is gonna be ideal with a baby." She shook her head.

It was hard to wrap their heads around the idea of having a little person to care for now. It was absolutely terrifying that they now had this responsibility. AJ felt so out of her comfort zone. She'd only ever had herself to take care of, and then meeting Punk she managed to expand on that, and now having her own baby. It was a crazy thought.

"Yeah and we could do with saving the money. I don't assume babies are cheap." He said, leaving the bathroom in his boxers as AJ nodded.

"Chicago is a bigger place but… work is here." AJ said.

"We can work from Chicago. Well… you'll be on desk work now anyway." Punk said.

"Oh, I will?" AJ asked, "I'm glad you've made that decision for me."

"Well c'mon, it's not like you were gonna put yourself out there in danger." Punk said, "You've already been in enough danger." He shook his head, looking out some shorts and t-shirt as AJ looked at him.

"Are you mad with me?" AJ asked him.

"No." Punk shook his head.

"You seem it." AJ admitted.

"I'm not mad at you." Punk shook his head, pulling his shorts on and his t-shirt over his head, "It's just another thing to stress over, isn't it?" Punk shrugged.

"The baby?" AJ asked with concern.

"No, Eugene." Punk said, "What if someone saw you?" He asked her.

"No one saw me, Phil." AJ said, "Trust me. It's not gonna come back to me. The investigation will be dropped." She nodded.

"How can you be so sure?" Punk asked.

"Because there's no way it can lead back to me." AJ said.

"Unless the FBI figure out why he was here in the states in the first place. They could snoop around his place, he might have stuff lying around, stuff on you-"

"Phil." AJ sighed, kneeling up on her knees, watching as he ran his hand through his hair, "Baby you gotta keep calm. It's gonna be ok-"

"What if I said it was me?" Punk asked as AJ looked across at him.

"What?" AJ shook her head.

"I could get off with it." Punk said, "I can say he tried to kill me first." He said.

"Have you lost your mind?" AJ said, "No, you're not saying it was you. Don't be ridiculous. We're waiting for this to blow over, which it will." She said, "I've did this before and people forget, as sad as that sounds-"

"Yeah well I wouldn't be bragging about something like that." Punk rolled his eyes.

"I'm not bragging, I'm trying to make you feel better." AJ said.

"None of this makes me feel better." Punk said with frustration, "This is a nightmare."

"What did you want me to do?" AJ asked him.

"I know it's not your fault." Punk said.

"Well then stop speaking to me like it is." AJ said, "Just forget about it and it will go away. I promise." AJ nodded, "We have something way… way more important to focus on." She shook her head as he looked over to her and nodded.

"I know. I know we do." Punk nodded, walking over to the bed and sitting down beside her on it.

"I know you worry." She nodded, "I do too, believe it or not." She said, "And I'm sorry that I've dragged you into this-"

"You're my wife. We deal with this together." He nodded, "I'd be mad if you kept it from me." He said as she nodded.

"Right." AJ said, "I didn't do this for motive, I was protecting myself. I don't know what that man was going to do." She admitted, "And I'm glad I did what I did." She nodded, looking at him in the eye, "We don't need to do anything now. We let it blow over and we go about our normal life." She nodded, "That's how this goes away." She said as Punk nodded.

"I'm just worried about you." Punk said.

"Don't." AJ said, "I'm fine." She assured him, placing her hand on his arm, "I'm more worried about having a baby than I am about Eugene." AJ told him, "Is that bad?" She smiled as he laughed a little.

"No, I get you." Punk nodded, rubbing his hands over his face, "Chicago is a bigger place, I think it's best we move." He said as AJ nodded, "Just means I'll be working from home, away from the guys."

"I feel like I've… completely uprooted your life." She shook her head as he turned to her. Sometimes she had these overwhelming feelings of doubt. She never doubted how he cared or how much he loved her. She knew all of that. She just doubted herself and her worth.

"You've not uprooted my life in any way." Punk said, "I was living here working before I met you and look at me now, still living here, still working." He said, "Only difference is I have a beautiful wife I can come home with." He said as she turned to him and smiled, "I just worry about you. I worry about how all of this is gonna affect you and now we're having a baby-"

"You think I'm gonna snap or something?" She laughed a little as Punk looked at her seriously, "You think I'm gonna snap?" AJ questioned.

"April, you've been through a lot." Punk nodded as AJ's face faded a little, "You've faced a lot and it seems to keep following you. I know you're so strong. The strongest, but I don't want it to get to you at once and see you hurting." He said as AJ looked at him.

"So you're just sitting around waiting for me to what? Have a mental breakdown? I've already had one in my life. I'm past it now." She assured him.

"I'm not waiting for it, I'm just… I'm concerned, I'm allowed to be concerned." He said, "Maybe we… we should pull back on work, go home to Chicago, get ready for this baby." He nodded.

"Why are tiptoeing around me like this? Like I need special treatment?" She questioned.

"Maybe because you just killed someone." Punk shook his head as AJ looked at him, "And yes, I know you can handle yourself, I know you've done it before. That's not the point I'm trying to make." He said, "It's not just us anymore." He said as AJ looked across at him, "We can't bring a kid into our life with this going on. It's not fair on it. It's not fair on us."

"You don' t want this baby, do you?" AJ looked across at him.

"Of course I do." Punk said, "I just think we need to make it a priority. Me and you, we weren't a priority to our parents. And I don't wanna put my kid through what we went through." He said, "So if that means taking a bit of time off work, selling this place, changing our routine, then so be it." He nodded.

She could see he was taking the baby really serious, which of course showed her how much he really cared. He was already thinking of ways to be the best parents possible and that warmed her heart.

"Everything doesn't have to change." AJ said, "I mean we can still fly out here if there's work needed to be done." She said, "It's not like we're locking our doors and never coming back out." She said.

"I know that." He said, "I just think it's best for this little guy." He pulled her over, placing his hand on her tummy.

"Little guy?" She raised an eyebrow as he smiled and shrugged.

"Little girl?" Punk questioned, "Whoever it is. I wanna be ready." He said.

"I don't think we're ever gonna be ready for this." AJ said, "Are you sure you're not just trying to escape what happened to Eugene here?" She asked.

"Maybe." Punk nodded, "I know you're calm and you're prepared but we don't know what's gonna happen." He said, "Can you just… let me be concerned for you?" He nodded as she looked at him and nodded.

"So what… we just up and leave?" AJ asked.

"Not immediately, we can… let everyone know, I can sort out work for us in Chicago." He said, "We're in a good position I guess to do that." He said as AJ nodded, "I just want to focus on us, the baby." He said, "That's all that matters." He said as AJ nodded.

"I agree." AJ nodded, "I just don't want you secretly hating me for what I did. I… really, I was defending myself-"

"I know you were. I don't hate you, of course I don't. I'm just worried." Punk said.

"Don't. I'm ok. We're gonna be fine." She smiled, cupping his cheeks as he nodded, "The three of us." She looked down at her tummy as he smiled. It was nice, finally feeling that sense of family. She was excited, of course completely nervous, but excited to have a family, something she'd really never thought about until now.

"Yeah." Punk smiled, placing his hand on her tummy, "We're gonna be fine."