::Raw Spoilers: Don't read if you haven't watched the 1000th episode yet::

Raw was AMAZING, especially the end...so happy Cena is forever the first to fail at cashing in his MITB contract, granted I would have loved to see Punk pin him, but I'll take it as long as Punk keeps the title...and Rock getting a title shot at the Royal Rumble...WHAT? I seriously hope to see Punk vs. The Rock the Rumble b/c I want to see Rock job to Punk like it's nobody's business! Don't get me wrong I like both Cena and The Rock, but I'm over both of them...Punk is the now and if tonight was a sign of a heel turn, I'm all for it...love Punk when he's a good guy, but I also loved him when he was the leader of the SES despite the scary similarities between him and Charles Manson! Anyway, other highlights, AJ is GM...not sure how I feel about that, kind of goofy, but unexpected...Brothers of Destruction Kane and Taker, that was awesome...didn't mind Lita beating up Heath Slater either even though Trish is my favorite Women's Champ :) Also good to see DX and the return of Stephanie McMahon...I hope you all enjoyed and had a great time watching like I did, it was legit!

Anyway, another update coming your way...this chapter Punk meets up with Max and we find out a few things about him as well as digging into see some of Gabby's insecurities...Thanks so much for the reviews and adds last chapter, enjoy! :)

Punk finally got Gabby to sleep after midnight once she was absolutely sure he wasn't going to leave her. As much as he didn't want to there was business that he needed to tend to in the form of Maxwell McCarthy. Calling Colt, he had him come down and keep an eye on Gabby as he headed over to the Chicago Tribune office figuring if Max wasn't there he'd get an idea where he was. Punk pushed his hat low and put his hood up trying to disguise himself from the cameras. Granted did he care if he got arrested for assault tonight, not really, but his girlfriend and his boss might, so he decided to play it low key. Arriving on the twelfth floor, he noticed a light on in the back and started walking towards it. Sure enough he saw Max through the office window holding a bloody towel to his head. It's good to know that Slammy came in handy for something…it's just too bad she didn't hit him harder and kill the son of a bitch.

Punk walked right into his office not wasting time to play games. Max was startled and stood up dropping the towel to his desk, but quickly realized the best way to face Punk was to act calm and collected.

"Mr. Brooks, is there something I can help you with?"

"Yes you can tell me why you don't understand the word no."

"I beg your pardon?"

"No pardon about it; I know what happened tonight, Gabby told me the whole story and you're going to be very sorry that you ever fucked with her because now you have to deal with me."

"Sir are you threatening me?"

"No I don't do threats, just promises and I can promise you right now that gash on your head will be the least of your worries when I'm finished with you."

"Mr. Brooks I don't understand why you're here; Gabrielle left the office a little after 7PM and I haven't seen or heard from her since. If you're going to wield threats, then I will be forced to call security."

"Wait a minute, are you calling Gabby a liar? You really have a set of balls on you to do that. I saw what you did; the busted lip, the bruises on her wrist and her clothes are ripped. I'm curious Max is raping a woman the only way you can get laid? You didn't take it well being shot down did you; you just couldn't stand the fact that she'd found a real man who could actually satisfy her." Max swallowed hard trying to keep his composure, but the guilt was getting to him. He didn't understand why he'd done what he did, but he was sure that if Gabby would've left him make love to her, she would've realized there was still something there.

"Again Mr. Brooks I don't know what you're talking about. Gabby's injuries, are they serious? Have you taken her to see the police?"

"You can drop the act. I did talk Gabby into going to the police and they're in the process of getting a subpoena for your DNA to prove that you're guilty of attempted rape." Punk was lying, but chose to take that route to watch Max squirm a little bit.

"Here's what you're going to do, you're going to sit down at your little laptop and send a letter of resignation to your boss and give Gabby the recommendation she deserves, or I'll gladly get Gabby and a few of her other friends to hit up HR and file sexual harassment charges against you. I think that would be more then enough to ruin your career and send you upstate for a few years. Hell I'm sure if the Chicago PD calls up the NYPD, they'll find a few pending charges against you there. You might be able to mind fuck everyone else and make them think you're this perfect British gentleman, but I can see right through you."

Punk was lying once again not even sure he'd harassed other women in the office, but based on the way his jaw dropped, his suspicions were confirmed and he wished he would've taken the scumbag out the first night he met him. "Now are we clear on how things are going to go? Once you no longer have a job in this city I highly suggest you get the fuck out of my city and never think about contacting Gabby again because if you even breathe in her direction, I'll bury you alive where no one will find you and I guarantee they won't miss you."

Max couldn't believe Punk knew about his past and wondered just who it was that was feeding him the information. Sitting down at his desk he sent a quick letter of resignation with Punk looking on the entire time. Once he was finished, Max faced him again giving him a sick smile.

"You know you'll never be good enough for Gabrielle. You're not what she needs; you can't give her what she needs like I can." Punk couldn't help but laugh at the ridiculous delusions this guy was showcasing.

"You know Max I think Gabby hit you harder then you think and you should probably go to the doctor to get your head and your nose checked out."

"My nose?"

"Yeah it's broken…" Max tilted his head to the side not understanding, but as Punk connected with a hard right, it all became clear. "I promise you if you come near Gabby again I will bury your ass and like I said that's not a threat, it's a promise and I always deliver on those." With that Punk walked out of his office leaving him laying on the ground in a daze and bleeding from his nose.

Gabby had woke up at 12:30 after having another nightmare and reached for Punk finding an empty bed. Frantically she got out of bed and started searching the house stopping when she found Colt in the living room. He could see the panic on her face and got up from the couch unsure if he should approach her.

"Gabby, sweetie, are you okay?"

"Where's Punk?"

"He just stepped out for a little bit, had something to take care of. Can I get you something?"

"What? He left! He promised he wouldn't leave me; I knew I shouldn't have believed him."

"Gabby he should be home in a few minutes, just calm down. Why don't you come sit on the couch and just relax; I'll make you some soup, get you some water."

"No, I don't need anything from you, just leave."

"Gab Punk said he'd be right back, he wanted me to stay…"

"I don't care what Punk wants, I want you to leave! Please just leave me alone!" Colt could see she was distraught and decided not to argue with her respecting her wishes and leaving. He sat out front of the house hoping Punk would get home soon before Gabby did something irrational.

Punk pulled in twenty minutes later and was surprised to see Colt sitting outside his front door.

"Colt what the hell, I asked you to keep an eye on her. You can't very well do that outside the house."

"Man I'm sorry I tried, but Gabby woke up and she went ballistic because you left. I didn't want her to do anything irrational seeing she looked pretty distraught." Punk ran a hand through his hair just wishing the night would end. He wanted fun, playful, relaxed Gabby, but thanks to that British asshole he was afraid he'd never see her again.

"Thanks for trying buddy; I'll take over from here."

"I hope she's okay, not only for her sake but yours too. I can tell you care about her a lot."

"You have no idea…" Colt pulled Punk in for a guy hug and told him to call if he needed anything. Walking in the house, he found Gabby sitting at the dining room table with her knees pulled up to her chest just staring straight ahead showing no emotion. He took a deep breath before sitting at a chair across from her. He wasn't sure if he should say anything or not, but Gabby spoke up first.

"Why did you leave? You said you wouldn't leave me."

"Gabby I'm sorry, but I had to take care of something." Gabby looked at him for the first time and noticed his bruised hand; it turns out Max's face was much harder then he expected, either that or he punched him harder then usual, he liked to think the latter.

"You went to see Max…what did he say?"

"Gabby it doesn't matter what he said, he's gone, and I promise he'll never hurt you again."

"I want to know what he said, please just tell me!" Punk took a deep breath not wanting to relive the conversation, but if it would help put Gabby's mind at ease it's what he was going to do.

"He claimed he didn't know what I was talking about, basically accused you of lying."

"Do you think I made everything up?"

"Gabby I know you didn't make this up, it unfortunately happened as much as I wish it didn't. Besides that he had a huge gash where you hit him in the head, no other way to explain it."

"How do you know he won't hurt me again? You didn't kill him did you?"

"As much as I wanted to, no I didn't; just broke his nose instead. I said a few things, lies but he didn't know any better, and he's done this before. He's sexually harassed other women in the Chicago office and I suspect the same can be said in New York. How the hell he got hired with pending charges is beyond me, but I told him to resign and leave town. I told him if he even breathes in your direction I'll bury him alive. I'm sorry I left you after I swore I wouldn't, but I couldn't handle Max getting away with this and had to do something. I love you Gabby and I don't do well when the people in my life that I love get hurt." Gabby looked at him her mouth gaping open and tears coming to her eyes. However rather then having a look of relief on her face, she looked terrified. Hiding her face in her hands she started to cry making Punk wonder what the hell he'd done wrong now.

"Gabby I understand you've had an emotional and traumatic night, but I don't understand you right now. I just told you I love you and you're crying; don't you love me?" Gabby got up from her chair and sat in Punk's lap taking him by surprise. He didn't understand her reaction, couldn't even begin to wrap his head around it. Granted it probably wasn't the ideal time to throw around the "L" word, but he couldn't help how he felt. "Gabby please baby talk to me. I don't know what you want, what you need, please talk to me, tell me."

"I know I should be happy that you said you love me, but I can't because ever since I was three everyone who has told me they loved me has left me." Punk felt his chest tighten, but still didn't understand why she was thinking this way.

"Gabby I won't leave you…" She sat up looking at him, her bloodshot eyes focusing on his confused, sad ones.

"Yes you will; you have to go back to work and I'll be left here alone. I should be used to it by now; I've been alone for half my life." She took a deep breath wiping some of the tears off her face. "I don't remember a lot about my dad, but I was the apple of his eye. The night before he left he tucked me into bed and said I love you Gabrielle, no matter what; the next morning Adam and I found our mom crying in the living room because he had just left. Then my mom was forced to work two, sometimes three jobs. She always said she loved me, but she was never around; I know she didn't do it on purpose, but it still left me feeling alone. The upside was I had Adam to lean on and we were inseparable until he turned 17 and started wrestling. Before I knew it he was spending weekends away from home and then weekends turned into weeks, months, and once he was signed to the WWE I saw him maybe thirty days out of a year. Even when he was home for his neck surgery, he had his wife to take care of him; he always told me he loved me, but once again I was left on my own. I probably sound selfish and I know there's nothing Adam or you can do about traveling, but I hate being alone. I'm vulnerable when I'm alone and I know that's why I gave in and let Max come over because after having a rough week I wanted someone to be here with me; it's my fault this happened to me because of my insecurities I was almost raped." All Punk could do was shake his head, none of this was her fault; Max preyed on her insecurities and the fact that she was alone most of the time and messed with her.

"Gabby no! I will not let you blame yourself for this because it's not your fault at all. Max is a conniving person, he knew you were insecure and alone and played it against you."

"Yeah, but I should've listened to you after we had dinner with him. You said he was up to something and was going to try to pull something. I saw the kiss coming, but everything else I never imagined him doing any of it."

"Baby Max isn't who you thought he was, but you don't have to worry about him. As for me leaving you, you're right I do have to go back to work, but there's no way in hell I'm leaving you here like this. Come travel with me Gabby, that way I know you're safe."

"Punk we can't; people would figure it out…"

"Gabby I don't care anymore! If you want we can go to South Carolina and tell Adam together; I love you Gabby and I'm prepared to fight for you. I know Adam isn't going to like that we're together, but I don't care what he or anyone else thinks. You are the most important person in my life and if you don't come with me I'm either going to worry out of my mind and end up injured or I'll resign."

"What about my job? Wait do I even have a job?"

"That's up to you; I made Max put in that good word he promised you, so I wouldn't doubt they call you. Is it possible to do your job while traveling on a bus across the country? If so there's no reason for you to say no…" Gabby was stunned; after everything that happened the last thing she expected was for Punk to declare his love for her in one breath and then turn around and invite her on the road in the other.

"What about Kofi?"

"What about him? I talk about you enough that I'm sure he wouldn't mind you coming with us. What do you say cuddle bug?" Gabby couldn't help but to give him a small smile hearing her pet name.

"Okay boo bear I'll do a trial run until I go home for Thanksgiving then we'll go from there. I love you so much, but you're crazy."

"I will acknowledge my craziness, but you're the cause. You have something over me Gabby and I don't want to lose you for any reason. It's absolutely crazy to me that two months into this relationship my feelings are this intense, but I know that you're what I want. I love you Gabrielle Copeland and I'm not sure there's anything or anyone that could stop me from feeling that way."

Does Gabby have a job? Will traveling with Punk mess up their relationship? I'll update later in the week as I continue to work on both this story and a new one that I'm hoping to post before the end of the month...Hope you enjoyed and please keep reading and reviewing :D