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It was a short-lived bliss for Punk and Brenna when they turned off their phones for the night, and discussed the future where to live, career paths, and baby names. Simple stuff for now Chicago would be home perhaps in the future they would move to the suburbs for better schools and quiet neighborhoods although the idea made Punk nausea it wouldn't be soon. Punk planned to retire it had always been the plan a few years from now he would bow out of the WWE and settle more. He would maybe opening a wrestling school or doing commentary part-time but nothing that required so much travel or physical toll on his body. Brenna planned on returning to school but would wait for Punk to retire for now she would travel with Punk when she could and be a stay at home mom she was sure her physical therapy skills would come in handy for Punk she already proven she could give one hell of a massage. Baby names well it was still to early for them to make a final decision but Brenna wanted unique and Punk thought simple and nothing his kid would get beat up over was best. It was sure to be seething they would debate for the next several months. Then they spent the rest of the night exploring each others body and as the sun was coming up they slept. Sleeping late into the day oblivious to the scheming of Paul and how he was tearing apart Punks life brick by brick. By the time Punk turned his phone on; it was too late to undo all the damage. Several texts message and missed calls alerted him to the first step of Paul's plan. Text after text he found out about the picture of him drinking at a bar was shown to the world. Punk sighed but decided it didn't matter as long as the people he cared about knew the truth he was fine. He didn't know about the rest of Paul's plan.
Punk made a few phone calls that evening while Brenna was going through her house tagging things to take to Chicago and items to donate. Punk called movers he had no intention of moving his wife to Chicago himself. Then he called her landlord and paid off her lease, it was very different from the last time they had left this home together she'd only had a few bags and boxes this time everything was going it was no longer temporary it was permanent and for Punk it felt right Once everything was settled and what needed to be packed was complete Punk and Brenna hooked up the dogs and headed to her car for the drive to the next venue and then home to Chicago. Punk wasn't scheduled for the upcoming Raw but was showing up to meet with Triple H and whoever else wanted to speak to him. Punk was sure they wanted to talk to him about whatever Paul was doing but that was not why he was going he needed to inform them Brenna was out of the story line that she was pregnant and Punk was not putting her in harms way. He wasn't sure if the doctor had passed on that information but Punk needed to make it perfectly clear to everyone including Paul that his wife was off-limits. They approached Brenna's car and Punk sighed. The yellow VW bug with bright flower decals was so Brenna he just had to laugh. "I'm buying you a new car" he stated trying to get Tiny into the back seat that was barely there.
"I don't need a new car this isn't that old and it works fine. Plus just because we are married doesn't mean I want you to buy me big elaborate things." She settled into the passenger side as Pun adjusted his seat.
"Okay firstly you need a new car because this is a tiny death trap and putting a car seat in the back is going to be a bitch. We both need vehicles that are kid friendly. This doesn't scream kid friendly to me. Secondly and most importantly you are my wife and I am allowed to spoil you and if that means a new car then I sure as hell will and you will like it. I've never really had someone who I've been able to spoil and lavish expensive gifts on like this. I mean I have my friends who I've helped out but this is different and just accept it I have more than enough money to do what I want." She leaned over and kissed him lightly.
"Alright I will try to accept your generosity without too many complaints as long as it goes both ways I get to buy you gifts too with my own money because FYI I do have money myself. I have a trust fund from my mom's parents and now that I'm married I have full access to it. So despite what I'm sure Paul will tell the world I'm not a gold digger. Oh god, you are going to spoil our children too aren't you. I'm going to have to be the mean one!" Punk though about it for a minute and then smirked he nodded and turned forward starting the car. "Yup our kids are going to be spoiled rotten, because no way can you pull off being a mean mom. You don't have it in you we have two examples of that snoring in the back seat." Brenna turned at look at the dogs then looked at Punk. "We are so doomed" she stated and they both began to laugh. Right now the future seemed perfect, exactly what they both always secretly wanted.
Arriving at the venue Punk pulled the annoyingly cheerful car up beside his waiting bus. He got Brenna out of the car and ushered her on the bus he was being paranoid she kept telling him but she was not leaving the bus. At least until he felt it was safe. After getting the dogs and her bags on the bus he informed her he was going for a jog. Calling Kofi to make sure he would keep an eye on Brenna. Punk left the bus no intention of working out but going to find the one person who could end all of this. Seeking out Paul Heyman for what he hoped was a productive conversation. He searched the backstage of the arena for a while having no luck in finding the man. He went to the gorilla area and out the curtain and finally located the man Curtis Axel was in the ring with Paul outside observing his newest protegé he approached Paul slowly holding his hands in the air when Axel turned to face him. "I'm alone, I didn't come here to get into a fight I just want five minutes of your time Paul. No violence or fighting I give my word." He could see Paul considering this before nodding and walking towards the seats. Paul sat on one of the seats and Punk sat beside him. Punk wasn't sure how to start the conversation he needed to have with the man a person he once consider like a father, "Did you ever care about me Paul?" he asked honestly interested in the older mans answer.
"Of course I did. I am offended you have to ask me that." Punk turned towards the older man.
"If you really cared Paul then why do all of this? I get you feel betrayed but why not talk to me about it. Why go this far? I just don't understand this Paul I consider you a friend. Hell you were a father to me and now you are trying to destroy me every chance you get. Not only that but now you are trying to destroy your own daughter." Punk was trying to find some decency in the man he was at a loss to how it had all gone this far and despite he knew the fact it couldn't be fixed he hoped to leave this conversation with some understanding of how it had gone so far off the rails.
"Talk to the great CM Punk like you would have ever listened to me. Well Phil Brooks I tried talking to you but you never listened and now you think you are to good for me I'm just bringing you back to reality. You are not the best in the world you are no better then I am. I didn't bring my daughter into this you did and if she gets caught in the crossfire then that is on you not me." Punk studied the older man for a moment.
"You can bring everything you have at me Paul. I can take it and I'm sorry you feel that I didn't listen to you. What I won't apologize for is falling in love with your daughter. I'm here to ask you to leave her out of this from here on out. She won't be with me at ring side, she won't be on screen at all so let that go. I'm asking you as a man and a father to keep her out of this war from here on out." Paul considered Punks words and then laughed harshly.
"I will do whatever I please. You have no say over what happens any longer. I'm going to destroy you Phil. That little picture was just the tip of the iceburg. In fact here is a little spoiler for you. There are many people in your past who are more then willing to help me out and starting tonight all of your skeletons are going to be revealed to the world until finally they see their here as nothing more then a pathetic punk. When this is over you will have nothing and I will have everything including my daughter back." Punk sighed and stood he looked over to the ring where Axel was watching closely.
"You can try to take me down all you want Paul. Tell the world everything there is to know about Phil Brooks but just so you are aware you can't take anything away from me. For the first time in a long time I am at peace with my past and my future. Brenna loves me and I love her and she is not going to leave me Paul. I'm here to give you some advice stay away from Brenna keep her out of harms way, because if anything happens to her or the child she is carrying then any restraint I have towards you will be gone and it won't matter the consequences I will kill you." Paul stared at him wide eyed.
"My daughter is pregnant? You knocked up my child?" Punk leaned down getting nose to nose with Paul.
"My wife is not a child, nor did I knock her up she is my wife and we are having a child and if anything happens to either of them so help me god Paul I will kill you. I really hope you understand this is not an idle threat its a promise back off Brenna." Punk went to step back and felt a body right behind him. "Call off your goons Paul, I'm leaving and as promised didn't lay a finger on you. Plus I have a meeting with Vince wouldn't want to piss the boss off if I'm late would you grandpa?" Punk knew he was pushing Paul's buttons but didn't care. Punk saw Paul nod at the person behind him and a second later he was being lifted off his feet. He'd been prepared for this to end in a fight but had some how in the back of his mind hoped he could get out of it with no injuries. That thought left him as he was power bombed into the cement floor the mats having been not placed down yet. His head connected hard as Punk had not been able to break the fall and he immediately saw stars and wondered briefly if this was going to worsen his concussion. He ready for a further attack but when none came he opened his eyes slightly Paul and Axel wee fleeing the scene as Triple H and Cena were standing between Punk and the retreating men. Punk groaned going to sit up but the room spun. He felt a gentle hand of his cheek and looked up the hand was connected to a women with a halo of red hair and he had to blink a few times to clearly see Amy standing above him. He wondered why she was at the event but shrugged it off grateful for the help to his feet and her assisting him backstage.
She walked him to a locker room and sat him carefully on the bench. She checked him over gently. "Thanks Ames what are you doing here?" She just smiles at him stroking his cheek gently.
"I'm here for you silly, thought you could use someone watching your back. You know I will always have your back. I care about you Phil always have and always will. I love you Brooks even if your to blind to see it." Punk gently pushed her hand away. He cared about Amy but not it the way she seemed to be talking about.
"Amy I know you have my back and we will always be friends, and I love you too as a friend. I'm in love with Brenna I though you knew that." Amy laughed and threw her arms around Punks neck kissing him. Punk was shocked for a second and then quickly pushed her away still trying to be gentle. His head was killing him and he didn't need this bull shit right now. "Back off Amy its never going to happen. I'm married now and happy so if this is what you came here for then I think its time for you to leave." She just smiled at him taking a step towards him again.
"Phil you know you love me it's always been the two of us. I get why you married her it was to get at Paul and make me jealous well it worked and I want you back. So get rid of her and we can be back together. You know it's what you want we are so good together you can't tell me that little girls satisfies your needs as a man. Punk you know we are electric in bed." Punk blew out a deep breath standing he looked into Amy's eyes. "Let me be very clear Amy, you and I are beyond over. I married my wife because I love her. We are never ever going to happen again in fact now that I am with Brenna I realized how boring our relationship was. Brenna satisfies me in every single way possible, hell she satisfies me in ways you never did Amy. So move on and if you can't accept my marriage stay away from me and my wife." he went to walk by her when she once again sprung at him her lips were only on his for a second before she was flung to the ground. Brenna was standing above Amy glaring daggers at the red head.
"I think you heard what my husband said stay away from both of us and if I ever see you touching him again I will pull all of that fake red hair from your head strand by strand." Punk pulled Brenna away not wanting her to get into a physical fight with the red head. He backed her up slowly as Amy stood the diva smiled slowly and then flew at Brenna determined to get her hands on the women Punk spun Brenna away and stood between the women taking the force of Amy's body with his own. Once he was sure Brenna was safe he grabbed the red head and dragged her into the hallway.
He shoved the red head down the hallway. "Get out of here Amy and don't come back. I am beyond done with you, there is not even a friendship here left to save and if you ever come near Brenna again I will consider dropping my rule about not hitting women and knock you the hell out." Punk spat at the red head and she quickly fled the hallway. Punk turned towards the locker room determined to yell at his wife for putting her self in a physical altercation and also not staying on the bus where he left her. Yet as he turned the room spun and the throbbing pain in his head became a piercing that he couldn't ignore he dropped slowly to his knees holding his head. He could tell Brenna was beside him but it was through a fog as he lowered himself to a laying position and waited for the pain to pass.
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