Promotion

"Well? How did it go?" AJ asked, practically waiting at the door the next night on Punk coming home from work, noticing him acting calm and collected, "Did you get it?" She asked, clasping her hands with hope as he looked across at her with a disappointed face as she frowned slightly.

"I got the job!" Punk exclaimed happily as AJ raised her eyebrows.

"You did?!" AJ squealed.

"Yeah." Punk smiled.

"Of course you did." AJ smiled happily, throwing her arms around him tightly, "Baby, I'm so proud of you." She said. It was a legitimate happiness. His happiness was hers and she was so proud of him and all the hard work he put in at his job to finally get some recognition.

"I start on Monday." He smiled as she kissed his cheek.

"I knew you'd get it." AJ smiled, cupping his face as he smiled happily, placing his hands over hers as she leaned up and kissed him sweetly, "I knew you would." She smiled back, shaking her head with amazement.

"It was close between me and another guy but… they opted with me." Punk said, not being able to hide his smile. He'd been a cop for a very long time and this felt like a massive pay off to all his hard work over the years. All the tough challenging sights, the injuries and the bust up cases.

"Of course they did." AJ smiled, "I'm so happy for you." She shook her head with amazement as he smiled, taking her hands in his.

"Thank you." He smiled, flicking her chin sweetly.

"Dinner is almost ready. I even bought some candles." AJ smirked.

"Oh, wow. You're really going all out, huh?" He smiled.

"Well it's not every day your husband gets promoted to captain, is it?" AJ said as he smiled.

"You're the best." Punk nodded.

"Nuh uh, you're the best." She smirked as he caressed the back of her neck, leaning back in and kissing her softly, the kiss quickly turning hot as she pulled at his shirt a little before pulling back and placing her hands on her hips.

"What?" Punk chuckled.

"Let's have dinner first." AJ smiled, "I have to start behaving." She scoffed, buttoning his shirt back up which she'd accidentally ripped open.

"Do you really think this bothers me?" Punk asked her, "Horny you is my favourite you." He assured her, "Those pregnancy hormones are great."

"Yeah, of course you think that but when I cry because I put on odd socks I'm just being dramatic, right?" She scoffed.

"Well…" Punk nodded back and forth as she smiled, "Ok, I will go shower then. Whatever you're cooking smells good." He said as AJ smiled.

"It won't be long so don't take too long in the shower." She said.

"When do I ever take long in the shower?" Punk scoffed, heading upstairs as AJ shook her head and wandered back into the kitchen. She could see how happy he was at this new change in his career, and that made her incredibly happy. Their happiness was shared with one another. She knew how hard he worked in his job, and how much he deserved this promotion.

Punk made his way upstairs, not being able to stop smiling, pausing when he got to the top as he saw the crushed down pieces of cardboard. He then noticed in the half-finished nursery that the crib was fully built.

"April." He muttered under his breath unhappily.

He proceeded to go have his shower, getting changed into shorts and t-shirt and eventually coming downstairs, walking into the kitchen where AJ was keeping an eye on dinner.

"Why is the crib built?" Punk questioned as AJ turned around.

"Oh, I… well I opened up the instructions and it looked really easy so… I figured I'd just give it a go." She shrugged.

"April, you're six months pregnant." Punk said.

"Yeah. That doesn't make me incapable of building things." AJ laughed a little, "Don't be grumpy about it. It didn't take me long."

"You know how up and down your pregnancy has been with your blood pressure and that infection you had last month." Punk said, "You're not supposed to be doing anything strenuous."

"It was hardly a workout. I just sat on the floor and put some pieces of furniture together." AJ scoffed, "I've been feeling fine. I can't just sit on the couch all day doing nothing." AJ shook her head.

"Yeah well I'm worried about you." Punk said.

They'd had a few scares during her pregnancy. She had even fainted in the kitchen one morning which Punk had to rush her to the hospital immediately. She knew that Punk was incredibly worried about her and the baby.

"I know. I know you are." AJ walked over to him, "But I'm doing good. High blood pressure is super normal with pregnant women-"

"Yours was ridiculously high." Punk scoffed.

"And it's came down." AJ reminded him, "This baby is just testing me, that's all." She smiled.

"Yeah, testing my frickin heart rate." Punk nodded as she smiled.

"I'm ok." She cupped his cheeks as he looked down at her, "Don't worry so much. I promise you." She smiled.

"No more building or heavy lifting." Punk said, "Please… for my own sanity. I should be the one taking care of that stuff-"

"You've had a ton on your mind with this new promotion. I don't expect you to take care of everything." She smiled at his sweetness.

"I know but I want to." Punk said, "I got a day off tomorrow. I will… build all the stuff that's in the garage. We can go pick up some more stuff we've to get." He said, "You can carry my wallet." He nodded as she chuckled.

"Really? It's not too heavy?" She smiled, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"You can decide." He nodded as she smiled, leaning up on her tip toes and pecking him on the lips sweetly, "This all looks amazing." Punk smiled, looking on at the kitchen table which AJ had set with some candles, "You were really bargaining on me getting the job, huh?"

"I knew you would." AJ smiled, "But… if you didn't, that'd be ok too." She nodded, "I'd still be just as proud of you."

"I love you." He smiled.

"I love you too." She said, pecking his lips.

"Fuck, baby." AJ moaned blissfully, lying on her side as her husband thrusted into her from behind, her back pressed against his chest as he held her leg up and move his pelvis back and forth. It was one of the positions she found most comfortable as she'd gotten bigger.

Punk kissed her neck, burying her face into the curve as she smirked and bit her lip. It was no secret, certainly not to her husband, that her hormone levels were all over the place and that this sort of attention was required more than the usual amount. Not that he ever complained about it of course.

"You gonna cum? Tell me when you're gonna cum?" He whispered in her ear, extending his hand around and cupping her slightly larger breasts

"Keep going, don't stop." AJ moaned breathlessly, extending her hand around behind her and cupping his face, "Fuck, that's so good." She moaned gratefully.

"Yeah? You like that?" Punk moaned, kissing her neck as he continued to thrust into her.

"Fuck, baby I'm gonna cum." AJ moaned, "I'm gonna cum." She whispered as Punk moved his hand down between her legs, massaging her clit above where he was pushing into her entrance back and forth, sending her right over the edge in a matter of seconds.

He felt her walls hugging him tightly, thrusting into her through her orgasm until he came right after her.

"Fuck." Punk moaned in her ear, leaning his forehead on the back of her head as she cupped his face behind her, "Fuck, baby." Punk gasped, feeling her milk him dry as he dropped everything inside of her.

Punk eventually pulled out of her, rolling onto his back as AJ did so too, running her hands through her hair, still a little out of breath as she smiled and turned to him.

"What was better? The dinner celebration or this celebration?" She smiled, shuffling over to him and curling into him as he chuckled a little, wiping his sweaty forehead.

"Well I did love the dinner but… I'd starve myself for this part." He said truthfully as AJ chuckled.

"You don't think I'm all… big and pregnant?" AJ huffed a little.

"Well… you are pregnant. And you're beautiful." Punk nodded as she looked up at him, "Seriously, you're… you're different."

"Like how?" AJ smiled.

"Well you know how they say pregnant women glow?" He asked her as she nodded, "Well I finally know what means. You're just… beautiful." He shook his head as she chuckled a little.

"You're just post sex happy." AJ patted his chest.

"No, really." Punk said, "You are. I could never have imagined just how amazing it would be to see you pregnant with my baby." He said as she smiled.

"I can't believe we're actually gonna have a baby." AJ smiled. She never thought of herself as ticking all the boxes and living a cliché happily married life. She was just on a journey with her best friend, her soulmate, her everything.

"I know." Punk nodded, "In twelve weeks." He shook his head as AJ nodded, tracing her finger over the scar on his abdomen, his stab wound scar from when his ex-wife stabbed him.

"Did it feel different? When I told you?" AJ asked, "Compared to when she did?" She asked.

They didn't talk about Janine a lot, mainly because it was almost like an unanswered question looming over their heads all this time. The woman had disappeared into thin air. After stabbing him, no one had heard from her or seen her. Not even her own mother, but Punk had his speculations that her mother knew exactly where she was hiding.

"Of course it did." Punk said, "This feels right. And I had been imagining this was gonna happen one day." He said, "When Janine told me I just felt trapped." He shook his head.

"What do you think she's even doing?" AJ shook her head. It did bother her that no one had been able to find her. She wanted her to pay for what she'd done to Punk. How she had left him to bleed out.

"I don't know, or care." Punk said. He did his best to avoid thinking about her at all costs, especially because she was still out there, "I just hope she stays wherever she is." He nodded.

"Yeah, me too." AJ shook her head, curling into him tighter as he wrapped his arm around her. In his arms she was always protected, and she knew their baby was too, "So does this mean you get your own office in the station now?" She smiled, changing the subject as she knew he got a little uncomfortable when Janine was the conversation topic, which wasn't often at all. It just came up from time to time.

"Yeah, it does." Punk chuckled, "Dean and the boys got me a name sign for my office door." He said.

"Oh, that's sweet-"

"No no, it said officer Jackass on it." Punk nodded as AJ chuckled.

"Oh." AJ chuckled, "Well… still sweet." She said as he nodded.

"I just hope I do good and I… I don't let anyone down." Punk said.

"You won't. You're amazing at your job and there's a reason that you've been promoted to captain." AJ said, "Don't let any cold cases or mistakes you've made in the past get you down. That's how you learn." She said as he nodded.

"Yeah, of course." He said. He'd had the fortunate luck of getting to watch his wife grow and mature into an incredibly, smart and powerful woman. She was already all this things when they had gotten together, but somehow those qualities had been amplified over the years.

Getting to watch her graduate and get her dream job was so special to him, and to see her growth within herself in regards to her difficult childhood was inspiring. She was the greatest person he knew.

"I'm exhausted." AJ admitted truthfully as he smiled, turning in and kissing her forehead.

"Yeah well I think you got an excuse." He said as she nodded.

"I'm just so happy for you." She smiled, patting his chest sweetly as her eyes began to close over as he watched her falling asleep peacefully. He leaned over and switched the light off on his bedside table, falling asleep pretty fast after her as he held her in his arms.