Scare

AJ woke up the next morning to Punk under the covers between her legs, as if he hadn't gotten enough action last night. Not that she was complaining however, she wouldn't mind being woken up this way every morning.

"Mmm… baby, that feels so good." AJ moaned, watching the covers move below her whilst she lay on her back, rolling her head back, moving her hands to her breasts as she cupped them and squeezed them teasingly, "Oh, right there! Don't stop." AJ moaned, arching her hips up against his mouth as he devoured her completely, her eyes flickering back at the sensations and pleasure she was feeling.

A few minutes later and she eventually came, watching him as he travelled back up her body and stuck his head back out from under the covers, collapsing on his back beside her as she turned her head to look at him.

"Most important meal of the day." Punk said as AJ laughed to herself.

"Can we just stay in bed all day, please?" AJ asked, rolling on her side, draping her leg over his and looking up at him.

"I wish." Punk sighed, "Don't we have like… gifts to open and… a back garden to tidy." He laughed, "Plus, I gotta get Malia up for Rachel coming." Punk said as AJ grunted audibly which caused Punk to chuckle.

"I wanna just stay in bed and fuck all day and you're throwing excuses against it." AJ said, "How lame are you." She huffed as Punk smiled.

"We got the rest of our lives to fuck." Punk said.

"So poetic." AJ smiled to herself as she rested her cheek on his chest, "I really wish I could have gotten the week off for a honeymoon." She sighed, "I'm still pissed at my work."

"You gotta look after the animals, babe." Punk said, "We'll have our honeymoon, it'll just be a little later." He said, "Did you have a good day yesterday?" He asked her.

"It was the best." AJ said as she closed her eyes dreamily, "It was everything I could have asked for." She said as Punk smiled.

"What did the letter from my mom say?" He asked curiously.

"Uh… that's between me and your mom." AJ said as Punk laughed, "She was just telling me how big a mistake I made marrying you." She joked as Punk just smiled.

"Good old mom." Punk nodded, "She didn't actually write that, did she?" Punk suddenly asked as he looked down at her.

"No." AJ chuckled, "She's just happy for us. That's all." AJ smiled as Punk nodded.

"It was a good day." Punk agreed, "And-" He paused as they both suddenly heard a knock at the door, "What time is it?" Punk sat up, looking at the clock, "7am? Is she serious?"

"Ignore it." AJ said hastily, but Punk stood up, sliding his boxers on and walking out of the bedroom to go answer the door whilst AJ put some clothes on herself.

Punk walked down the stairs, unlocking the door and opening it up to see Rachel standing with her arms folded.

"She ready?" Rachel asked.

"Rachel, she's still sleeping." Punk said, "She went to bed late last night. She probably won't be up until later." He said, "Why are you in such a rush to see her."

"I haven't seen her in a few days." Rachel shrugged, "Can't you wake her?" She asked as Punk scratched the back of his head.

"I guess but... she'll be tired." Punk said.

"Just wake her." Rachel shrugged.

"Ok." Punk sighed, "Ok, wait here." He told her, walking away back upstairs and into Malia's room to wake the four-year-old up, "Hey, Mal." Punk whispered lightly, not wanting to startle her, "Malia." Punk said, tapping the little girls shoulder, "Mal, mom is here to see you. You wanna get up?" He asked gently.

"Daddy, I'm tired." Malia sighed sleepily.

"I know, baby but mom wants to see you." Punk said, "C'mon, we'll pack a bag for you together. Waken up." He told her as Malia lay on her back, her eyes now open as she huffed.

"Can't I stay here with you and AJ, and help open the presents?" Malia sighed as she sat up and crossed her legs in a basket.

"Don't you wanna see mom? You haven't seen her in a few days." Punk said, pulling out a book bag from under Malia's bed as he began to pack an overnight bag for her.

"I don't know." Malia shrugged, "I miss Shadow and Marie when I see her, and… she's no fun." Malia said.

"Why not?" Punk asked curiously.

"We don't do anything. She's not fun like you and AJ." Malia sighed.

"She's still your mom, Mal. You gotta spend time with her." Punk told her, "It can't be that bad." He said as Malia just stood up with a sigh, dragging her feet along the floor as she walked out of the room and trailed into the bathroom.

"Did you wake her?" AJ asked, having watched Malia trail into the bathroom, walking into her bedroom where Punk was packing a bag for her.

"Rachel wanted me to." Punk said, "She doesn't wanna go." Punk said, "But… she has to spend time with her mom." Punk said, "Am I being too harsh?"

"No." AJ shook her head, "But… if she really doesn't wanna go with Rachel, you shouldn't force her. Maybe she's just being childish and stubborn." AJ shrugged.

"No, I don't know. She looks like she really doesn't wanna go." Punk said as Malia came back into the bedroom.

"Here's my toothbrush, daddy." Malia said in a mumble after going and cleaning her teeth, passing the toothbrush to her father so he could pack it away.

"Let's pick you out something nice to wear, huh?" AJ said whilst opening Malia's dresser whilst Punk finished up packing her bag.

Eventually after getting Malia dressed and packing her a bag, she was ready to go and trailed down the stairs with Punk who opened up the front door where Rachel was still standing.

"Hi, baby." Rachel smiled, crouching down and wrapping her arms around Malia as Punk watched as Malia resisted from hugging her bag, "You ready to go?" Rachel asked, taking the bag from Punk without even asking.

"Where are we going?" Malia asked, "I'm a little tired." She said, rubbing her eyes.

"Just to mommy's house." Rachel smiled, "You can have a nap if you like." Rachel nodded.

"I think that's a good idea." Punk added in as Rachel stood up straight.

"Thanks." Rachel nodded to Punk who just smiled softly.

"You be good for your mom." Punk told Malia who trailed away without even looking back at him, half awake, watching Rachel take her by the hand and walk off from the house as he closed the door over.

He picked up the mail that was on the floor and walked through to the messy kitchen, opening up the cards of congratulations whilst AJ came downstairs and walked into the kitchen.

"A card from Tommy." Punk showed her as she took it from him and smiled, "Says he wishes he could have been here." He said.

"I wonder how he's doing." AJ smiled as she read the card.

"Last time I seen him he was looking good." Punk nodded, "I think the centre is really helping him." Punk nodded.

"Good." AJ said, "I'm glad." She nodded sincerely, "This place is a mess." She looked around, "Can't we just hire someone to clean it all up." She sighed tiredly, "Let's just go back to bed." She said, clinging to him as she wrapped her arms around his neck, "Now that I'm your wife you have to agree with me on everything."

"Uh… that isn't the deal." Punk chuckled.

"We can tidy this place whenever." AJ said, "Please… let's go back to bed." She moaned as Punk laughed, "We barely slept all night. I gave in a good shift and now I need my sleep." She said.

"You did." Punk agreed truthfully, "Ok, fine. You win." Punk nodded, lifting her over his shoulder as she squealed and giggled, holding onto him as he walked away back upstairs with her.

They slept for most part of the day, well… AJ did at least. Punk got restless and couldn't sleep, so he got up and made a start on tidying up downstairs whilst leaving AJ to sleep.

Once AJ did finally wake up, she took a shower to freshen herself up and got into clean clothes. She didn't understand how being married could change her and Punk's relationship, but it really had. There was a new element to their relationship now and she didn't know what it was, but she knew she loved it.

She got out of the shower, wrapping a towel around her body and opening the bathroom cabinet to take out her birth control tablets, taking the packet out and popping one out of the foiled case, pausing for a minute as she seemed to have had a pill extra in the foiled case.

She sat down on the toilet seat, placing the pills down and counting with her fingers suddenly as she done period math in her head, "Fucking hell." AJ whispered to herself as she ran her hand through her wet hair, "No way." She whispered, jumping suddenly as Punk came into the bedroom.

"Ape?" He said, "You taking a shower? I've finished clearing up downstairs, you wanna open the presents?"

"I'm just getting out right now, I'll be down soon." She told him briefly.

"Ok." Punk called back, leaving the room as AJ walked out of the bathroom, sticking some clothes on quickly and running downstairs, still with wet hair, poking her head into the living room where Punk was sitting flicking through the TV channels, "Hey, you ready to-"

"I have to pop out for a second." AJ said quickly, "Just to the store." She said, "I'll be back as quick as I can, ok?" She said as he just nodded quickly to match her frantic tone, watching as she quickly disappeared and ran out of the house.

"C'mon. C'mon." AJ folded her arms as she stood in their bathroom later that night, continuously checking her phone every second to keep track of the time of the three pregnancy tests she'd done that were sitting in the sink. She felt like time was standing still. She'd never had to do this before. She'd never had a scare like this and she really didn't know what to expect.

"Ape, are you coming down to open these presents or what?" Punk said as he walked into their bedroom, causing AJ to panic and jump.

"Uh… just a sec!" AJ called, immediately going for the lock when Punk already opened the door, causing her to stumble back.

"What are you doing in here?" Punk shook his head, "C'mon. You were desperate to open these." He said as she looked up at him and gulped, holding her phone tightly as he looked at her with confusion, "What's wrong?" He asked.

"I think I'm pregnant and there's tests in the sink." AJ said quickly, too quick as Punk shook his head, trying to process it all.

"What?" Punk said.

"I think I forgot one of my pills and… I'm late." AJ said, "I'm too scared to look."

"This isn't like… a joke is it?" Punk asked cautiously as he was scared to walk further into the bathroom, "This isn't you playing games with me because we're married now."

"No, you idiot." AJ spat, "I need you to look at the tests. I-I can't." AJ said, showing genuine fear as Punk gulped.

"AJ, are you serious right now?" Punk said.

"Look at my face. Do I look like I'm kidding?" AJ warned him, "Please, just look at the tests." She said as Punk ran his hands through his hair. He couldn't believe this.

He slowly walked over to the sink, looking on at the three tests and looking back up at her.

"What? What is it?" AJ asked with her hands by her mouth.

"Negative." Punk said, "Take a breath." He told her as she rushed over to the sink to look for herself, placing her hand on her forehead and taking a deep breath.

"Thank God." AJ whispered, her heart racing as she looked up at him, "I was so terrified there." She admitted as she wrapped her arms around him tightly as he hugged her back.

"It would have been alright." Punk assured her anyway, trying to let his brain process everything since it went down so quickly, the space of just a few minutes practically.

"It would have." AJ agreed in a whisper, resting against his chest as she hugged him tightly. She wasn't quite ready for their relationship to take that sort of a turn just yet.