It had been a really special morning for the Brooks family. It was a morning Punk wouldn't forget. Having his boys, his wife and his newborn daughter with him was everything he could have asked for and more. AJ couldn't stop staring at Jessie, she really was the perfect little angel he imagined she would be. Tate and Thomas were so fascinated by her, they'd never really seen a baby up close.

"Can I hold her?" Tate asked, sitting on the armchair beside AJ's bedside as Punk looked down at his son whilst he held an awake Jessie, staring up at him with identical eyes to him and her brothers.

"Yeah." Punk nodded, "Of course." He smiled, "Sit back on the seat." Punk told Tate, watching him do what he was told.

AJ spoke up to help Tate out, "And put your arms out like this." AJ showed Tate as he copied her, watching as Jessie was laid into his small arms, panicking his parents as he only held her with one arm to be begin with.

"Two hands." AJ and Punk both piped up immediately as Tate brought his other arm up to wrap securely around his sister, while Thomas sat beside looking on with a smile.

"She's cool." Tate smiled, growing so attached to Jessie already, they both had. Things were off to a great start, although Punk could still see fear in AJ's eyes. Yeah, she was smiling like never before at the sight of her three children smiling and cuddling into one another, but he could tell she was still thinking about Tim and his disgusting attempt to snatch their daughter from them.

"He's gone." Punk reminded her, keeping a close eye on Tate and Thomas, "He's not going to bother us. He was stupid enough for thinking he could even attempt to take her from us." Punk said as she stared up at him, "He's gone, sweetheart."

"I'm just fed up of living in fear, Phil." AJ sighed, rolling her head back on the pillow, "Don't be mad with me." AJ said with a sigh.

"Why would I be mad with you?" Punk chuckled.

"Because I'm going to ask you for another favour." She said as he paused his feautures.

"Hey, no more babies, ok… we agreed." Punk drew a line with his hand as she laughed, appreciating his sense of humour.

"No." She shook her head, "I want to move back to Chicago." She said, "I want to go back to our old home. We can… we can go just in time for Tate settling down in school."

"And what about my job, AJ?" Punk asked, not willing to give up this wonderful job he had gotten, it was too precious, it meant too much to him.

"I'm sure you can work from home, or maybe… you could do something for the Chicago papers, get your boss to put a word in for you at the headquarters over there." AJ suggested, "Please Phil… I just… I want to get out of here. Away from my mom, away from all the horrible stuff that's happened. Start a new chapter, just me, you, the boys and Jessie." AJ said as Punk tilted his head left to right at this proposal from his wife.

At the end of the day, his family meant more to him than any job, his wife's happiness meant more to him than anything, and he just wanted his family to be safe. Maybe moving back to Chicago was what they were needing to do, to get away from all the commotion that had went on these past months.

"Ok." Punk nodded as he folded his arms.

"Ok?" AJ smiled, not assuming it would take that quick to convince Punk.

"Your happiness, means the world to me. As long as I'm with you and our children, I don't care where we are or where we go." He leaned forward, pressing his lips against her own as she smiled against the kiss. She really was blessed with the best husband ever.

They were departed from their kiss when Jessie began to cry and Tate questioned what he had done wrong.

"Don't worry." Punk told his son, "She's probably just hungry." Punk assumed, "Why don't we go get something from the vending machine while mommy feeds Jessie." Punk suggested, taking his daughter from Tate and placing her into her mothers arms, wanting to give AJ some privacy while she fed their daughter.

"Ok." Tate nodded, jumping from the chair as him and Thomas ran for the door, Punk running after them as AJ smiled, hearing them even when they had left the room. She had everything, she really did have everything. Of course she was still shaken up from what had happened earlier last night, but with some condolence from Punk and the sight of her sons interacting with their baby sister, she was fine and ready to go home with Jessie soon, to then start packing up their things and move back to where her and Punks love just began.

The next day…

"Thomas, can you pass me a diaper from the top drawer?" AJ asked her son, watching him head away to the top drawer from the chest of drawers in Jessie's room, lifting out a diaper and walking back to his mother, passing it to her as she smiled gratefully.

"Thank you." AJ smiled, proceeding to go on and change Jessie. The boys had been such a great help, even if she and Jessie had just been home for a few hours. They collected things she needed, they even liked to just watch her while she napped in her crib. They were turning out to be pretty good brothers so far.

Punk had currently gone out to talk to his boss about possibly getting a transfer to Chicago since he had promised AJ they would move out to Chicago in a few months hopefully.

"Phil, I'll be really sad to see you go." Punks short term boss said, "But I'm not going to keep your talent locked away, I'll call up Chicago headquarters, I'm sure they'll have a spot for you." Mr Jones said.

"Thank you. I'd really appreciate that." Punk smiled gratefully.

"How is the new baby?" Mr Jones asked.

"She's great." Punk smiled, "Yeah, she's a little angel." Punk nodded to himself, thinking about his daughter and her beauty.

"And your wife? How is she doing?" Mr Jones asked. He really did like Punk, as a friend and a worker, he had great talent, really great talent.

"She's great too. Yeah, they're both doing really good." Punk nodded, thankful for the unneeded interest his boss was taking in his family.

"Good." Mr Jones smiled, "Well, I better get on the phone to Chicago headquarters." Mr Jones said as Punk smiled gratefully.

It was clear things were meant to go this way. He had worked it out and since the little cabin that AJ wanted to move back to only had three bedrooms, he told AJ the boys could share the bigger room out of the two spare ones, leaving Jessie to have the other one. He knew the boys wouldn't mind sharing, it wasn't like there was drastic years between them in age.

Later that night…

"So my boss said he would phone Chicago headquarters, put in a good word for me." Punk smiled as he cleared the dishes from the kitchen table, listening out for the baby monitor at the side of the kitchen sink while AJ helped him clear the dishes from dinner, the boys still sitting at the table eating some ice cream.

"That's great." AJ smiled, rubbing Punks back as she came up behind him, "We better get packing soon then." AJ smiled with excitement.

"You're definitely sure you want this?" Punk asked his wife, turning around to face her.

"This is what I want. I want a new start for us. We should have went back to Chicago way before now anyway. That's where we're meant to be." AJ smiled.

"Ok." Punk smiled, "Boys…" Punk announced as he walked over to his sons, "Can I tell you guys something?" He asked them as they nodded.

"Yeah." Thomas nodded.

"Here's the thing…" Punk began, "We're going to be living here soon, we're going to go to a new house and live." Punk explained to his sons.

"Why?" Thomas questioned.

"I like it here." Tate admitted.

"I know." Punk nodded, "But I can guarantee you'll love where we are going even more. There's this really cool lake beside the house, and… there's squirrels in the background, there will be so much room for you to play…" Punk continued to talk about the small little home back in Chicago as AJ smiled, hearing the baby monitor begin to pick up Jessie's cries, sending her away to go attend to her daughter.

A few months later…

"Oh, you're such a good girl, aren't you? You're just the best." AJ smiled as she put five month old Jessie's little pink converse on her tiny little feet, getting her ready for a short car trip to pick Punk up for work.

"Boys!" AJ yelled loudly for the boys to hear her from their room, "C'mon, we need to go get dad." AJ alarmed her sons who came running in through the living room in the small cabin in Chicago.

How much AJ had missed this little house was unexplainable. She missed her and Punks old bedroom, and the small but warm and inviting living room, the streaming, peaceful lake where she loved to walk along with her family at night. It was just so relaxing and perfect.

Punk had got his job at being a columnist for the Chicago newspaper, but because the headquarter offices were a good bit walking distance away, AJ had to pick Punk up every night he was working, even though she had no problem with it.

Jessie had been settling down in her home with her family perfectly. The first smile she let out was to her brothers whilst they tickled her gently in the living room, bringing a smile to both Punk and AJ.

After a rush to get the boys out of the house and into the car, along with putting Jessie in her car seat in the back with Tate and Thomas, she was on her way and soon enough sitting outside of the office building, spotting Punk walk out of the building casually and approach the car, getting in and kissing his wife hello, having not seen her since the morning.

AJ was planning to start back at work in a month or so, having a new list of patients, having to pass her old ones in Philadelphia onto another psychiatrist.

"How are you?" Punk asked his wife as she pulled out of the parked space, turning back on the route to go home.

"I'm good. How was work?" AJ asked.

"Work wasn't too bad." Punk said, "And how are my three favourite children?" Punk turned his head to look back at his kids, all beautiful and special in their own unique ways. Tate was always and forever the mischievous one, but since Jessie was born, both him and AJ had seen him grow a lot, especially with his maturity level, he was a really great brother, Jessie and Thomas were lucky to have him. Thomas was still shy and quiet as ever, but loud around his family who he trusted and loved. And then there was Jessie, his beautiful little shining star, her little angelic features enough to make him smile like a fool.

Things were moving forward, and in a good way for once.

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