A/N: SURPRISE! Sorry for the ridiculously long update and thank you all for your concerns and patience. I'm doing better but updates aren't going to be as a frequent (but hopefully more frequent than this last one lol). I plan on finishing this story and not leaving you all hanging but life hasn't gotten a tad crazy for me but I will finish this. Thank you again for all your reviews & messages!

No Son of Mine

Punk was outside his Chicago penthouse elbow deep under the hood of his wife's car. He peered over and narrowed his eyes.

"Anthony." Punk groaned at his son. "You can't ride the bike without your helmet." he reminded his now twelve year old son.

"It's just down the block to Kevin's." Anthony sighed annoyed but Punk didn't respond but just glared at him.

"I don't care if it's right next door- helmet now." Punk warned him and watched as his son dropped his bike on the sidewalk carelessly and stomped back into the house.

"What's he so upset about?" AJ asked stepping out of the house as her son passed her.

"The helmet thing again." Punk groaned.

"He just thinks it looks uncool." AJ shrugged.

"You know what would look less cool? No head." Punk scoffed. "If he falls off that bike and hits his head the wrong way-"

"He's just a teen." AJ reminded him kissing his cheek. "How's my car?"

"I have no idea what I'm doing or what I'm supposed to be looking for." He admitted and she smirked. "I'm going to have to take it in."

"Than I'm going to have to use your car to take Lily to her ballet class." AJ reminded him referring to their six year old daughter.

"That's fine." Punk said brushing it off.

"I got it." Anthony groaned holding up the helmet and not even looking at his parents.

"Dinner is at five." AJ reminded him.

"I'm just going to eat at Kevin's." He said quietly.

"I'll be right in." Punk said to AJ who just nodded and went back inside. "What's going on with you?" he asked his son.

"It's nothing." Anthony shrugged picking up his bike.

"It's something. You've been moody all week." Punk frowned. "If something is going on you can talk to me."

"Why would I?" Anthony asked him.

"Because I'm your dad." Punk said to him slowly.

"No you're not." Anthony said surprising him.

"Why would you say that?" Punk asked stunned. "Answer me."

"You're not my dad." Anthony said to him. "I know my dad and you're not him."

"Of course I am." Punk scoffed.

"Billy Fisher is my dad." Anthony told him and Punk's face dropped.

"What?" Punk asked feeling sick to his stomach. "What do you know about him?"

"I know he's my real dad and he said I don't have to listen to you." Anthony informed him as he got on his bike.

"You're not going anywhere." Punk said stepping in front of the bike. "I'm your father- I've been your father your entire life."

"I don't even look like you. Lily looks just like you, I don't even look like mom." Anthony argued. "Then I met Billy."

"You met him?" Punk asked in a low voice.

"He's awesome." Anthony smiled.

"Hey." Billy greeted coming out of nowhere it seemed.

"You son of a bitch." Punk growled.

"Not in front of my son, please." Billy laughed.

"What kind of crap have you been telling my kid?" Punk hissed stepping towards him.

"Just the truth." Billy shrugged. "That you lost a son and took mine from me to fill the void."

"That's not fucking true!" Punk yelled.

"I'm taking Anthony." Billy told him.

"Like hell you are." Punk almost laughed.

"I want to go with him." Anthony told him. "I'm not your son."

"Yes you are." Punk argued to the twelve year old. "And I will fucking kill you before I let you take my son anywhere." He hissed getting in Billy's face.

"I told you about his anger." Billy said to Anthony who nodded in agreement.

"Billy doesn't get angry." Anthony pointed out to Punk who felt like his heart had been ripped out of his chest.

"Because he doesn't feel!" Punk laughed. "He's a sociopath he has no emotion!"

"He loves me." Anthony told Punk simply.

"No he doesn't, I do." Punk argued.

"I'm not PJ." Anthony reminded him.

"I know you're not." Punk said feeling overwhelmed. "You're Anthony Jack Brooks. You're named after me and my father- your grandfather!"

"Are you ready son?" Billy asked Anthony who nodded. "What's with the helmet?" he asked Anthony with a laugh.

"It's for his bike." Punk said quietly and in shock of what was happening.

"He doesn't need that." Billy said tossing the helmet.

"See you around Punk." Anthony shrugged.

"No!" Punk yelled.

"Don't make this difficult." Billy said quietly to Punk. "You knew this day was coming. You've had nightmares almost every night since he was boring that I would come to claim my son." he reminded Punk. "He isn't yours- he's mine. You got April and I got Anthony."

"They're both mine." Punk hissed.

"No. Not even money could buy you out of this one." Billy shrugged.

"Dad!" Anthony yelled and both Punk and Billy looked at him. "I was talking to Billy." Anthony said to Punk.

"Hurts, doesn't it?" Billy chuckled.

Punk's eyes shot open and he woke up in a cold sweat. He sat up and reached for his wife who wasn't in bed and quickly went in search of her. He walked down the stairs and found her laying on the couch with their son sleeping on her chest. Her hand was soothingly running up and down his small back and he walked over to her.

"Hey." She whispered. "He was fussy."

AJ had given birth six months ago to a healthy baby boy, which they named Anthony (after Punk's father) and Jack after Punk himself. AJ also fell in love with the idea of him having her initials.

"Why didn't you bring him into our bed?" Punk frowned.

"You haven't been sleeping." AJ noted still speaking quietly. "Did you have another nightmare?"

"I did." Punk admitted sitting on the edge of the coffee table.

"What are these dreams about? You have to know." AJ said to him.

"I don't remember them I've told you." He said to her. "Let me take him you can get some sleep."

"You hog him." AJ pouted.

And it was true. Punk was obsessed with his son and a lot of it had to do with fear of Billy who could possibly be his biological father taking him from him. Punk fell in love with his son the minute he laid on eyes on him. It was thirteen hours of labor and Punk was exhausted and felt for AJ but the minute Anthony was placed into his arms he truly melted.

"I just want you to rest." Punk shrugged.

"What about your rest?" she teased.

"I don't sleep." He smirked.

"Is this about Billy?" AJ asked him sadly. "He hasn't bothered us."

"Because he's on his meds." Punk reminded her.

"We have a restraining order and he's stayed away. He has no interest in Anthony." she pointed out.

"Again, because he's on his medication but that's just for now he can stop it whenever he wants." Punk said to her.

"Anthony is your son." AJ insisted. "He looks just like you." she smiled.

The minute AJ saw Anthony she knew without a doubt he was Phil's. He looked identical to Phil, PJ looked a lot more like AJ but Anthony was truly all Brooks. Catherine loved comparing photos of Anthony and Punk as children- they could pass as twins.

"Do you want to have the test done?" AJ asked him. "I have no problem with doing it because there isn't a doubt in my mind he's your son."

"He's my son regardless." Punk reminded her in a low voice.

"I know." AJ said giving him a sad smile.

"Let me take him for the night." Punk insisted standing up.

"Ok. If it gives you some peace of mind." She said and let Punk lift their sleepy son from her chest and placed him against his own. "No matter what happens he's your son, tell me you know that."

"I know." he said sitting in his chair and putting his feet up.

"I love you." AJ smiled giving him a sweet kiss.

"Love you too." he said with a sleepy smile. "Go get some sleep."

"Ok." She said giving her boys one last look before heading up the stairs.

The next morning AJ smiled as she felt her husbands hands roaming her body.

"You're up early." AJ said smiling but not opening her eyes.

"My mom came by to see the baby." Punk said to her as he dipped his hand into her sleeping pants. "They're all the way downstairs."

"We have a few minutes alone?" AJ grinned as Punk's chest pressed into her back.

"Uh-huh." He mumbled kissing behind her ear.

"Don't you want to sleep?" AJ asked teasingly.

"No, I want to fuck you." Punk told her bluntly.

AJ rolled over to face him and he was already pulling her shirt over her head while she kicked her bottoms off herself. Punk's hand cupped her left breast and he shoved his tongue into her mouth. AJ cupped his face and pulled him deeper into the kiss while her bare leg draped over his waist and pressed her lower half against the bulge in his pants.

"I want you." AJ whispered pulling away from the kiss and pulling at his shirt.

"You have me." he reminded her ditching his boxers in the process.

AJ pushed him onto his back and laid her nude body over his perfectly and began kissing him again. Punk's hands ran gingerly up and down her spine as their tongues wrestled. He moved one hand to push he wild hair out of her face and then his hands moved to her rear where he cupped and squeezed her.

AJ sat up and Punk just looked at her as she used his stomach for purchase as she lifted her hips and dropped onto him. She took all of him inside of her then laid back across his body. He went back to kissing her until his hips began to move slowly.

Once the pace began to pick up slowly AJ moved her lips from him as she gasped quietly. He wrapped his arms tightly around her waist to keep her in place as he pushed up into her body rapidly now. She was moaning as low as possible and begged him in a whisper to never stop. He ran his tongue up her throat and she let out a sensual growl as her orgasm hit her. Punk kept his arms wrapped around her until he found his own release a few minutes later.

"You good?" Punk asked her and she just nodded and kissed his lips.

"I have to shower now." She smirked reluctantly pulling herself away from him.

"What a coincidence." Punk grinned. "So do I."

"After me." AJ said getting out of the bed and stretching and his eyes kept a hold on her body.

"Keep stretching like that." He insisted.

"Don't leave your mom alone with Anthony for too long." AJ warned him. "Last time she watched him we came home and he was dressed like a sailor." she reminded him.

"Oh yea." Punk frowned. "Well don't leave me alone with her for too long either."

"I hate to admit but your mom has been fantastic with Anthony." AJ said to him. "You two have been getting along very well."

"It's because she's afraid I'll keep Anthony from her." Punk said getting out of the bed and getting dressed.

"Anthony isn't only just great baby but he's leverage over your mom." AJ smiled. "Just when I thought I couldn't love him more..."

"Hurry." Punk said seriously.

"I will and then I want you to come up and try to sleep." AJ said to him. "You haven't been sleeping."

"I never sleep." Punk reminded her. "I do work at a night club."

"You haven't been to the club." AJ pointed out walking into the bathroom and he followed her as she spoke.

"I like being home nights with you and the baby." Punk shrugged.

"Are you afraid I'm going to sneak away in the middle of the night with him?" AJ asked him.

"Of course not." Punk scoffed.

"So it's the Billy thing again." AJ sighed turning on the shower water.

"It's not that." Punk lied but AJ knew he was. "How does it not keep you up at night?"

"Because Anthony is your identical twin." AJ laughed. "He looks more like you than PJ did." she pointed out stepping into the shower.

"What if that doesn't stop him?" Punk asked from outside the shower.

"He's medicated, he's not coming around here." AJ assured him. "You need to live your life! Go back to work, go to a game with the guys- do something."

"Do you not want me around?" Punk asked trying not to sound too hurt.

AJ opened the shower door just enough to stick her out and smiled.

"I love having you around but I don't want you to be miserable. You can't live in this house in fear." AJ reminded him and gave him a quick kiss on the lips.

Punk walked into the living room and saw his mom trying a hat on Anthony rolled and his eyes.

"What did I say about dressing him?" Punk asked annoyed taking the hat off of his son.

"He looks so cute with a hat." Catherine smiled and Punk picked Anthony up. "Have you not been sleeping? The bags under your eyes are getting darker."

"I have a newborn, who sleeps anyway?" Punk shrugged.

"He's not a newborn he's six months almost seven." Catherine reminded him. "April tells me you've been having bad dreams."

"Since when do you and my wife talk about me? Or talk to each other in general?" Punk snapped.

"Don't be foolish Phillip." Catherine sighed. "We've both come a long way and April has given me a beautiful grandson." Punk just looked at her and she frowned. "A second beautiful grandson." she corrected. Punk and AJ never wanted PJ to be forgotten even with all the excitement of Anthony. "I don't know what could be so terrible in your life, marriage problems perhaps?"

"Not at all." Punk said almost smugly. "My marriage is in the best place it's ever been."

"And you have a healthy son." Catherine added. "Is it work?"

"Nope." Punk said to him. "Club has been pulling in big numbers the last two months."

"So why do you look so miserable?" Catherine asked annoyed.

"I'm not miserable." Punk snapped pouring himself a cup of coffee with his free hand. "I was just up late with the baby."

"Yes April told me how you prefer night duty." Catherine noted.

"What's wrong with that?" Punk asked annoyed.

"You're afraid." Catherine pointed out.

"Afraid of what?" Punk scoffed.

"Of what happened to PJ happening to Anthony." Catherine said sadly. "Anthony is going on seven months now and even though SID'S could still happen-"

"It's not that." Punk said not even wanting to think about that. "Even though that does weigh on me too."

"So what is it?" Catherine questioned with a frown. "You have everything you could possibly want."

"I know I do." Punk mustered out looking at his son.

"Thanks for watching him." AJ greeted walking into the kitchen with her hair still wet and scooping her son from Punk.

"No problem dear." Catherine forced out as politely as possible. "If you have errands to run I'd be happy to sit with him." she offered eagerly.

"No errands today." AJ said bouncing her son on her hip. "He has a doctors appointment and after that I'm taking him to the park."

"It's a beautiful day for the park." Catherine pointed out "Well, I have a brunch to get to." she kissed Punk's reluctant cheek and Anthony's head.

"Bye Catherine." AJ forced out watching her leave. "She still hates me."

"Your parents still hate me." Punk shrugged sitting at the table.

"My parents don't show up here everyday." AJ said to him. "But Anthony loves his grandma so it's a sacrifice I'm willing to make." she said kissing her sons cheek.

"Your dad shows up all of the time." Punk noted.

AJ's father had been stopping by at least twice a week after Anthony was born but of course it was behind AJ's mother back who still couldn't look her daughter in the eye.

"It's a shame he has to do in secret in-between shifts." AJ scoffed.

"At least he's made an effort." Punk reasoned. "And Anthony is happy to see him when he does come by."

"That's because he always brings presents with him. If someone came by twice a week and gave me a present each time I'd be happy too." AJ snorted.

"I think it's nice." Punk said with a soft smile. "Your dad loves him."

"Sometimes I wonder if we're doing the right thing where our parents are concerned." AJ admitted sitting next to him at the table with Anthony on her lap. "None of them wanted to be apart of PJ's life except for your father and now they're all over Anthony."

"I don't think they realized what they had until PJ was gone and are trying to not make the same mistake twice." Punk said to her. "No matter how they acted or what they've said each one grieved for PJ in their own way."

"Except for my mother." AJ snorted. "I wish your dad was here." she said with a sad smile. "He would have loved Anthony."

"You told me when my dad dead that he was somewhere with PJ." Punk reminded her.

"You don't believe in that stuff." AJ pointed out.

"I don't but I'd like to believe that PJ isn't alone and he's watching his little brother with his grandpa sitting right next to him." Punk admitted. "It brings me some form of comfort."

"Me too." She said placing her hand over his.

"I do wish I could pick up the phone and talk to him sometimes." Punk groaned running his hand through his hair.

"You think he'd know what to do about Billy?" AJ asked already knowing.

"Yea." Punk admitted.

"Look at your son." AJ said holding Anthony up so he was face to face with Punk and he let out a small giggle causing Punk to smile. "He has your features! He's totally your son." she said passing him to Punk. "Let's do the test."

"There's still the possibility he isn't." Punk reminded her. "And I don't want anything on record."

"I wish I could put your mind at ease." AJ sighed sadly scratching his head gently.

"I love him." Punk assured her. "This has nothing to do with him being my son because he always will be."

"So what's it about?" AJ asked.

"I'm afraid he's going to come for him." Punk admitted.

"Is that what you're dreaming about night?" AJ asked and he nodded.

"He's always different ages but he always hates me in the end." Punk told her. "And then goes right off to his real father."

"That would never happen." AJ said to him.

"How do we know that?" Punk asked her. "What if he shows up when Anthony is 16 or something? And tries to take him from him? What if he explains to Anthony how I lied to him-"

"You're not lying and you're worrying about nothing." AJ said to him. "Billy is keeping his distance and if he ever shows up in Anthony's life he's going to know that you're his real and true father. You were the one who cut his cord, you were the one who held him first, you were the one who brightens up the whole room for him." she assured him.

"You think so?" Punk asked trying to not smile.

"Of course. You're clearly his favorite." AJ said to him. "Go back to work, start sleeping at night and stop living in fear. Anthony is going to get older and going to school-"

"I thought about the school thing and I was thinking-" Punk began.

"We're not homeschooling." AJ finished with a laugh and frowned. "You're not going to lose your son."

"I wouldn't survive it." Punk told her seriously. "When we lost PJ I didn't think I could survive and I barely did but if I lost Anthony-"

"Stop thinking about it." AJ said cutting him off. "We're a family. Anthony is your son and always will be."

After the doctors appointment AJ strolled Anthony around the park while Punk went to the club finally to catch up on some work.

"You see the birdies?" AJ smiled kneeling next to Anthony who was in the strolling. "Look at that one." She smiled pointing up to the sky.

"Hi April." A gentle voice greeted and AJ froze. She knew exactly who that was.

"Billy." AJ forced out standing up and placing her hand firmly on the handle of Anthony's stroller.

"I didn't follow you here." He assured her with a laugh and AJ could tell that he seemed better and was still medicated. "I take photos here and I saw you walk by."

"I have to get going." AJ said with a forced smile.

"Wait." Billy pleaded. "I owe you an apology."

"It's fine." She assured him nervously.

"That's him." Billy said nodding towards the stroller. "I know April."

"Know I had a child with my husband?" AJ laughed. "It's not something I was keeping a secret."

"I was out of it last year but I remember what happened and I know that he's mine." Billy said to her.

"He's not yours." AJ said to him coolly. "He's Phil's."

"It's why you left." Billy pointed out.

"I left because you were scaring me." AJ snapped.

"I'm sure I was." Billy agreed softly. "I would have done the same but I just want to see the little guy-"

"Absolutely not." AJ said shielding her son from the former madman.

"I don't want anything more to at least get a look at him." Billy reasoned. "I deserve to look at my son at least once and I swear I'll leave you alone forever- both of you."

"He's not your son. I was with Phil around the same time I was with you." AJ told him. "You're unstable and I don't want you near my child and I will warn you if you approach us again Phil will hunt you down." she informed him then pushed Anthony away as Billy frowned.

It was close to midnight and that was the usual time Anthony would wake up for a bottle and more often than not, when her father would come by after his shift. If he drove by and the lights were on he always rang the bell.

"He's getting so big." AJ's father said with a grin as he fed his grandson his bottle.

"Isn't mom going to wonder why you're home so late?" AJ asked as she folded the laundry.

"She's always asleep." He grinned looking down at Anthony and making funny faces. "Where's Phillip tonight? Usually he's on Anthony duty."

"I sent him to work." AJ said to him and he chuckled.

"It's about time." He said to her. "It was good of him to take so much time but he has bills and a family to support."

"Money isn't an issue." AJ reminded her father.

"Right." He said looking back down at his grandson. "You're a very lucky boy."

"Daddy-" AJ began and her father's head jerked up and looked at her.

"You only call me that when you need something or have something life altering to tell me." he noted. "Don't butter me up April just spit it out."

"I saw Billy today." She told him and his face dropped.

"Did he approach you or did you approach him?" he asked professionally. "He's violating an restraining order if he approached you-"

"We bumped into each other at the park and I was with Anthony." AJ said to him.

"What did he want?" he asked angered.

"He wanted to see Anthony." AJ told him.

"I'll have him arrested April." her father told her. "That's why there's such things as restraining orders in the first place."

"I don't want to bring this man back into our lives. Phil is terrified that Billy is going to try to claim Anthony." AJ confided.

"Anthony is a Brooks." he smirked. "He looks so much like your husband it's scary."

"Phil can't sleep at night it's all he thinks about." AJ told him. "He's afraid of losing another son."

"So let me arrest Billy." he said to her. "The more of a criminal record he has the less likely he is to gain custody if he is ever stupid enough to fight you."

"I don't want to poke the sleeping beast." AJ said to him. "Everything has been so great for almost a year now."

"He's clearly not sleeping." he reminded AJ.

"Hey." Punk greeted walking in the front door.

"Look at that." AJ's father frowned looked at Anthony who began to whimper the minute he heard Punk's voice because that's who he really wanted to be with.

"I've missed you too." Punk said taking the baby and the bottle from Mr. Mendez. "You know this is the longest I've gone without seeing him?"

"Wow a whole 12 hours." AJ teased.

"We have a lot to catch up on." Punk said seriously.

"Yes tell daddy all about how you spit up on mommy at the doctors office." She teased.

"How was the appointment?" Punk asked her.

"I told you it was fine." AJ told him. "His weight and height are right on target and he got his shots."

"Leave that I'll do it tonight." Punk said referring to the laundry she folding.

"You just want an excuse to stay up with Anthony all night." AJ said knowing. "Well you can have him, he's your son." she said finally giving Punk a kiss hello. "I'll still do the laundry though." she grinned grabbing the basket.

"I'll take care of that thing April." Her father said standing up. "And I'll see you soon." He said tickling Anthony."

"What thing?" Punk asked her father then looked back at AJ. "Ape?"

"It's not a big deal." AJ assured him with a smile.

"Maybe we should talk to Phillip and get his input." Mr. Mendez suggested.

"Input on what?" Punk asked more urgently now.

"Maybe you should sit down." She suggested to her husband before taking in a deep breath...

A/N: Why do I have a feeling Punk is going to want to handle this himself? (Because I'm the writer and that's a little spoiler for you all ;) )