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"Hey, Jen." Jack walked through to the living room where Jen was sat doing some work whilst her five year old son sat beside her playing with his action figures.

"Yeah?" Jen looked up.

"Have you saw the key that I keep in the front drawer in the kitchen?" Jack questioned.

"No." Jen shook her head, "Why? You can't find it?" She asked.

"No, it's… it's not there." Jack said with a stressful sigh, placing his hands on his hips.

"Maybe you misplaced it." Jen suggested casually, "Have you checked the other drawers?"

"I wouldn't misplace it." Jack said with certainty.

"I don't know, you're getting kinda old." Jen nodded, attempting to joke.

"That key is really important." Jack said with worry as Jen looked at him.

"Well when was the last time you saw it or used it?" Jen asked, sitting her books down.

"A couple of days ago." Jack said, "I was moving some things. Some products." He said as Jen scoffed.

"Products huh?" Jen nodded, "Well I'll help you look for it." She nodded. If there was one thing that she benefited from when staying with her father all this time, it was definitely the fact she could really sell a lie to him.

"It's the only key I have for it." Jack said, walking into the kitchen with Jen.

"Can't you get another one cut?" Jen asked.

"Well I can but… I don't like the idea that it's missing." Jack shook his head, "Maybe little Jack moved it." He said, walking away into the living room as Jen followed, "Hey, buddy." Jack said as the five year old looked up, "You haven't taken a key from the drawer in the kitchen, have you?" Jack asked as the little boy shook his head.

"No." The boy shook his head.

"Now tell me the truth." Jack demanded as the little boy looked over to Jen.

"Dad, he didn't take it." Jen shook her head, "Come on, it might be somewhere in the kitchen." She said as Jack just nodded slowly, "He'd never take anything from the drawers." She said to her father.

"He's a child. You never know." Jack said, walking back into the kitchen.

"Maybe you gave it to one of your friends." Jen suggested, pretending to look for the key.

"No, I had it a few days ago." Jack sighed, listening as there was a bang at the door, causing Jen to gulp.

"Mom, there's someone at the door!" Little Jack yelled from the living room.

"Who the hell-" Jack stormed off out of the kitchen, walking down the hall as Jen took a deep breath, walking down to join him as Jack opened up the door to a group of police officers.

"Jack Brooks?" Dean asked as Jack turned to Jen.

"You did this." Jack realised quickly as Jen placed her hand over her mouth and nodded, a part of her still felt guilty for doing this to her father.

"I'm sorry." Jen shook her head, suddenly watching as Jack went to grab her, but the police were already on him, tackling him to the ground and cuffing him as Jen watched.

"Mom?" The little boy crept up behind Jen.

"Go back into the living room." Jen nodded, not wanting him to see this, "Please." She said.

"You're dead to me. Do you hear me? Dead." Jack yelled as he was dragged out of the house kicking and screaming by the cops whilst Dean stuck by the door.

"Are you ok?" Dean asked her as she nodded, "It was the right thing." He assured her.

"He was just beginning to notice the key was missing." Jen said, "He never even suspected me."

"Well he thought he had your trust always and forever. But that works both ways." Dean said, "You're better off without this in your life, trust me." He said as Jen nodded and smiled.

"Thank you." Jen sighed, "I should call Phil."

"You be ok here?" Dean asked her.

"Yeah." Jen nodded, "This is the… the first time I've been in the house myself with my son." Jen shook her head with amazement as Dean sighed. She really had been a prisoner all this time without even realising it. Now she realised it. Now she knew better.

"Enjoy it." Dean smiled, "You don't have to worry about him anymore."


2 months later…

"Did we get enough food?" AJ examined their kitchen counter after being to the store.

"I think so." Punk laughed, "We got enough to feed the whole street." He said as AJ laughed.

"Yeah, you're probably right." AJ said, looking out the window where she saw her mother sitting on the grass with Breea who didn't have her hat on, "I'm gonna kill my mom." AJ shook her head, walking over to the door, "Mamá!" AJ yelled angrily as Punk looked over, watching her point to her head as Liz just grumbled.

"Ok, Breea. When the Spanish comes out, we know we're in trouble." Liz nodded, reaching for the sun hat which she put back on Breea's head, smiling to AJ and sticking her thumb up as AJ rolled her eyes and went back into the kitchen.

"It is pretty hot out there." Punk nodded, "Breea will be exhausted. She's been out there all day."

"She loves it, though." AJ nodded, "As long as she's always getting cream on and she's got her hat on, I can chill." She said as Punk smiled, "What time did you tell people to come over?"

"Uh…" Punk looked at the clock, "Now." He nodded, "I'll take all this stuff out to the Barbeque." He said as AJ nodded.

They were having a Summer barbeque and had their friends and family coming to join them, including Punk's sister and nephew. After Jack had gone to prison, they had been seeing more of each other. Jen was able to take back control of her life again, and it was then she realised just how much her father had a grasp on her. She didn't think she needed help, but it turned out she was in desperate need of it.


Everyone eventually arrived and Punk cooked up some good food which they sat around the table and ate. They were making the most of the great weather and the fact that for once, they all had no worries or stress on their minds.

"Can you not flirt with my sister?" Punk asked Dean, grabbing him a beer from the fridge as Dean shrugged.

"She's cute." Dean said.

"She's my sister." Punk reminded her.

"How is it going with you two?" Dean asked him.

"It's going good." Punk nodded, "Not perfect, I mean… we still don't know each other that well but she's got the choice now. She's got freedom. She can make her own decisions and… she's not had that in her life before." He said, "And she chose to let me into her life so… I think it's going good."

"What about her kid?" Dean asked.

"He's cute." Punk nodded, "He helped me flip a burger earlier on." He smiled, "Never even knew I was an uncle." He said as Dean smiled.

"How is AJ with all of this? She getting on with Jen?" Dean asked as Punk looked out the window.

"What do you think?" Punk asked as Dean looked out and smiled.

"Best friends now, huh?" Dean noticed AJ sitting on the grass with Jen and Breea.

"They get along well." Punk smiled, "It's nice to see. I know AJ is just glad that we can finally just get back on track." He said as Dean nodded.

Meanwhile AJ was sat out in the garden with Breea sitting in the basket of her legs, sitting with Jen. Seth was playing with Jack and Liz was sunning herself with a wine in her hand. Things felt perfect for once.

"She has these in all different colours." AJ said, taking off Breea's sunhat as they were sitting in the shade.

"I love her dress." Jen smiled, "She's the cutest thing ever." She shook her head, looking on at Breea who was comfortably sitting on AJ.

"She'll be tired after spending all day in the sun." AJ nodded, "She'll crash as soon as we put her down." She said.

"I just want to thank you for inviting me." Jen said as AJ looked up, "I wasn't the nicest on our first meetings. I feel so stupid now for… for being such a fool and thinking that I was involved with people who actually cared about me." She said, "My own father." She sighed, "He never really cared. You guys were trying to tell me that."

"Hey, it's not something you want to believe." AJ said, "You do have family. It's here. It's Phil. It's your son." AJ smiled, "Real family." She said with a smile.

"Thank you." Jen nodded, getting distracted as Breea crawled over to her, "Oh, hi." Jen smiled, lifting her onto her lap, "Hi, pretty girl." Jen said, "You're so cute." She said as AJ smiled, turning around and looking over to Punk who smiled to her, giving her a wink as AJ winked back.


"Tired?" AJ chuckled, walking into their bedroom later that night where Punk was lying on top of the covers on their bed.

"Yeah." Punk nodded as AJ smiled, climbing over him and lying down beside him, "Lot of sun, lot of cooking and talking." He said, "Lot of drunk Dean."

"Oh, yeah." AJ nodded, "He can never pace himself." She said.

"No, you're right." Punk said, "Hey, you seem to be getting on good with Jen." Punk turned to her as AJ nodded.

"She's actually a lot like me." AJ said, "She just wanted a family. She wanted to be loved and to have a home. She didn't want to face the possibility that the family she grew up with wasn't all that it seemed to be. No one wants to be played like that." AJ said as Punk shook his head.

"Yeah, no kidding." Punk sighed, "She's definitely getting more comfortable around us for sure."

"Yeah, well it will take some time but… she's got the choice to make now and she obviously wants to get to know you, get to know us or else she wouldn't have come today." AJ nodded, "There's no rush." She said, turning onto her side and curling into him.

"How is your head feeling?" Punk asked her, kissing her forehead.

"It's feeling fine." AJ said, "I'm just glad my check-up went well yesterday." She said, "Doctor Jones was really happy with everything. I don't have to go back for another six months."

"Relieved huh?" Punk nodded.

"Yeah, of course." AJ said, "Finally feel like we're… we're getting back to normal." She looked up at him as he nodded.

"Yeah, me too." Punk said, "Well… almost normal." He shrugged as AJ looked at him.

"What do you mean?" AJ asked with confusion as Punk leaned over to the bedside drawer, pulling out a box as AJ watched him open it up, looking on at her engagement ring sitting in it, "W-Where… where did you find that?" AJ sat up as Punk sat up too.

"When we uh… when I broke up with you, you threw it at me and I kept it." Punk nodded, "I was hoping maybe you would wear it again." He looked across at her as a smile formed on her face.

"You want to get married again?" AJ asked him.

"Of course I do." Punk said, "And I feel like I ruined our first marriage. Well… I did ruin it." Punk nodded, "And I hate myself for it because I know what it meant to you. I know how you are with family. I know you loved our wedding and our honeymoon but… I promise you that I will never let you down again. Please marry me again so I can start living up to that promise." He said as AJ smiled, looking at her engagement ring and smiling.

"Of course I will." AJ smiled, taking the ring out and placing it on her finger as Punk sat the box over, cupping her face and kissing her sweetly as AJ smiled against the kiss.

"I love you. You will always make me a better person." Punk nodded, pressing his forehead against hers as she smiled.

"I love you too." AJ said, grabbing his face and kissing him again as they fell over onto the bed.


A/N: That's a wrap for this story! Thanks for following it. I have something else in the works at the minute that will be getting uploaded shortly, a new story. So check it out. Thanks again for the support.