A/N: I'm back! After debating with myself as to how my plot will go, I finally decided where I would take this story. I hope you guys like it. You know the drill, I own nada, except for the characters unfamiliar to you.

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"So, how was Canada? Did you and Uncle Randy have fun?" Gabby asked Amber. The four friends were sleeping over at the Levesque's house, catching up.

"Yeah, and I found out loads of stuff about my mom. And dad and I went around Canada. So, what have you guys been up to for the three days I was gone?" she replied while taking the bag of chips from Max's hand.

"Hey!" Max complained. "Same, old, same old. It was kinda boring, actually, especially when your prince charming grilled us every single day when you're gonna be back," she said as Gabby and Alex rolled her eyes. Amber has been steadily going out with Gabby's older brother, Paul Jr. or PJ, as they called him. PJ is a corporate lawyer, something that everyone didn't expect since he came from a wrestling family.

Amber blushed into different shades of red from embarrassment. The three just laughed because from the four of them, Amber was the only one with the boyfriend who was not from school.

"So," Alex suddenly spoke up. "Did you tell Uncle Randy about Pajama Boy yet?" she said, calling PJ the nickname they gave him.

"Yeah, and he wasn't too happy about it at first, he wanted to call Uncle Paul and Aunt Steph, to ask them 'why the hell their son is messing around with my baby girl', until I pointed out to him that I, in fact, wasn't a baby anymore," she explained. "So now he's cool about it and in fact, he wanted me to invite him over for dinner tomorrow."

"Oooh." Gabby commented. "I feel sorry for PJ."

The three laughed as Amber threw a pillow at Gabby, and Alex shouted, "Pillow fight!" They were still hammering each other with pillows when someone opened the bedroom door.

"Hey Gab, can you turn it down, I'm talking to... Oh, Amber! I didn't know you were back," PJ suddenly said. He was still wearing his office attire, a blue dress shirt complete with a tie.

"Hey Pajama boy! What are you doing here? Don't you have your own place by now?" Gabby interrupted.

"Yeah, but I needed to talk to dad first about something," he replied, not taking his eyes off Amber. "I guess I'll talk to you later," he said to Amber as he closed the bedroom door.

"Follow him, silly," Alex said to Amber while whacking a pillow on her head. "You haven't seen PJ in months. We'll just catch up later."

Amber followed her friend's advice and went down to the den, where PJ was sitting with his dad while their mom, Stephanie was in the kitchen, preparing dinner.

Paul saw Amber and said, "I guess I'll leave you guys alone for a while," he said as he went out of the room.

Paul rushed to his girlfriend and hugged her. "I missed you so much, Maddiebear," he said, calling her by the pet name he gave her.

Amber kissed him. "I missed you too."

The two were making out in the den when they were interrupted when a voice suddenly yelled, "Get a room you guys!" Gabby was standing by the doorway, laughing.

"You bug! Is that what they teach you in New York? How to sneak up on people?" PJ complained.

"Mom asked me to call you guys, it's time for dinner," she said.

After dinner, Amber told PJ everything that went on for the past days, including the episode at the Hardy's house and her sudden Canada trip. She also told him that Randy wanted to invite him over for dinner the next day.

"Oh, great," PJ commented. "Now I have to deal with Uncle Randy breathing down my neck."

"Hey, my dad's not that bad," Amber said, while pouting her lips. Paul thought that she was so cute and kissed her. When the two parted, he said, "It's getting late. Maybe I should go now."

"Ok," she disappointedly said.

"Amber," he said. "Do you want to spend the night at my place? If Gabby doesn't mind, that is."

Amber was quite apprehensive about this and said, "I don't know. I mean, I told dad that I will be spending the night here and your parents..."

"They don't have to know," PJ assured her while kissing her softly. "I'm sure Gabby can cover for us. And I haven't seen you for months. I missed you, baby."

"Ok, I guess," she finally said as she pulled him closer to her kissing him more passionately.

Amber woke up the next morning and smiled when she saw the sleeping figure next to her. She stared at her boyfriend's muscular form and strong jaw. He resembled a lot like his father, except for his brown hair and chin that clearly belonged to the McMahon's. She felt tingles down her spine as she toyed his hair, reminiscing the events that happened last night. It was obvious that she loved him. Her thoughts were interrupted when somebody rang the bell.

"Please get that, will you, sweetie?" PJ said sleepily.

Amber got up to answer the door. She was wearing nothing but an ancient Evolution shirt that is so big it almost reached her knees. She glanced at the clock and saw that it was almost noon. The doorbell rang again.

"Coming!" she said as she ran to the door and opened it. And there standing was her dad and PJ's parents, Paul and Stephanie, with disappointed faces.

"Sweetie, who was it?" PJ sleepily said as he entered the room wearing nothing but boxers. "Oh, crap," he quietly said when he saw their parents standing by the door.

Randy and his parents let themselves into the apartment as the two stood there, dumbfounded.

"Get dressed," Stephanie flatly said. "We need to talk."

As soon as the two got dressed and sat in the living room with their parents, Paul suddenly spoke up.

"Paul Edward Levesque, what the hell were you thinking? Convincing Amber to spend the night with you with us thinking all along that she was with Gabby? Did you realize the embarrassment you put us through when randy dropped by to see her this morning only to find out that she was missing?" he said to his son, outraged.

Amber was so embarrassed that she can't look up to face her dad, aunt and uncle. She kept staring at her fiddling hands until she heard PJ speak.

"We're old enough, dad! Hell, we could get married if we wanted to! So stop treating us like a child!"

"Don't talk to your father like that, PJ! Show some respect!" Stephanie told her son. "We're just concerned about Amber's welfare. What would we tell Randy if something happened to her?"

"Steph, Paul, PJ's right," Randy suddenly said in the calmest voice possible. "He is old enough, but my daughter however, isn't. I came here for my daughter, and that's what I'm gonna do. Amber, let's go," he ordered his daughter as he stood up to leave, glaring at PJ as he passed by him.

Amber could not do anything but follow her dad. Inside the car, Randy was giving her the silent treatment that she couldn't take it anymore.

"You can yell at me now," she said to her dad.

"Now why would I want to do that?" he asked her.

"Because I messed up," she mumbled.

"Yeah. You did mess up, but I won't yell at you for it," he said.

"So, I won't get punished?" she asked hopefully.

"Not a chance, Amber Madison. Not a chance."

A/N: Comments? Suggestions? Violent reactions? Please review! I don't know if I should continue this fic or not...