A/N: Lots of fluff! This is NOC...or well after NOC.
"What are you still doing in wet clothes?" Punk questioned with a scowl.
He had just finished him match. It may have been a draw and the call was 'controversial' to some, but he didn't care as long as the title was still with him. He set down the mat and stepped over to AJ. Her hair was near dry, but her clothes were still damp and clinging to her skin.
"You're gonna get sick." He said setting down the title belt.
"I don't have anything to change into." She sounded like a void of emotion. All energy drained out of her body. The pregnancy was not treating her well today. She had thrown up multiple times that day. She had missed a lot of the matches because of it. She didn't have any energy.
"Why not change into something of mine?" Punk sighed. He went to his bag pulled out a clean shirt. Stepping over he dropped the shirt next to her. "Come on, AJ. You know if you get sick it will only be worse."
AJ slowly moved her hands up unbuttoning the white top. Removing the top and her black blazer she set them aside. She looked up seeing Punk eyes wandering her body. "Umm Punk?" She questioned feeling self conscious as his eyes trailed her form.
"Sorry, you don't look like your showing any yet." Punk commented.
"No...I don't think I put on much weight either. But it's only been 8 weeks, so there's more time." AJ said. Her hands ran across her abdomen lightly stroking across the area where their developing baby was. "Dr. Yan says it will be fine. I just hope my stomach calms down."
"shut up, Paul."
Triple H and Paul Heyman both entered the room.
"Quit fight!" Punk snapped at them. "What do you need?" Punk sighed. Picking up the shirt he handed it to AJ keeping a watchful eye as she slipped it on.
"I talked to Vince and he's thinking of cutting what was going to happen between you and AJ. We're worried it could become to stressful considering the pregnancy." Triple H explained.
"I can do it." AJ said. She was trying to sound forceful even if everything in her voice just said she wanted to sleep.
"AJ-" Punk was ready to argue, but AJ wasn't having it.
"NO! I worked really hard for this. No one is taking this from me!" She snapped.
The three men looked at each other. They knew they couldn't argue with her. She had worked hard and she deserved to continue on the path. She didn't want the pregnancy to take that away.
"OK, AJ, I'll talk with Vince again." Hunter said.
"As long as she doesn't have to do any matches or take any bums she should be fine." Heyman spoke.
"Yeah." Hunter sighed. "We'll have to change some things, but we'll make it happen." He said before heading out the room.
"OK, show's over and you need to sleep." Punk sighed turning his focus back on AJ as she let out a large yawn. "When we get to the bus you need to take your vitamins."
"Yeah, yeah...nag." AJ pouted.
"Hungry for anything?" Punk asked throwing his large gym on his shoulder.
"No."
Punk only sighed. He looked over to Paul. "I have to take our stuff. Can you walk her? She's about to pass out and I don't want her hurting herself just getting to the bus."
"Sure." Paul said walking as Punk grabbed the items and started out of the locker room. "Come on AJ, sooner you get to the bus the sooner you can sleep." Paul said giving a smile to the woman.
"I guess. " AJ pushed off the bench. Her legs wobbled slightly, but she steady herself on her own. Paul stood close by as she walked ready for if she needed any assistance.
She was adverse to taking it though. Not because of who it was from, but ever since the news of her pregnancy people treated her like a tiny doll that could get broken with the slightly mishandling. Another reason she was not willing to let them cut all the previous made storyline plans. Just because she was pregnant didn't mean she couldn't do her job...At least for now she still could.
Punk met them outside the bus door. His arm wrapped around her waist when she got close letting her lean against him. "Thanks Paul. See you at the next show." Punk said bidding goodbye to the man.
Paul gave a small nod and left them. Going on his own to the next show.
Punk could feel AJ's weight starting to become heavier. "AJ, you need to stay awake a little longer."
AJ groaned against him. She wanted sleep and Punk was really warm and comfortable. Even if he was smelled of sweat and his body was damp with the fluid.
Punk hands guided her to the steps. He didn't wait for her to gain the energy to step onto the bus. He lifted her himself setting her down on each step for a moment before helping her to the next. Following behind her closely as he guided up the steps.
Once the steps were finish AJ was more than able to move on her own down the flat floor of the bus. Shuffling her feet down the narrow bath to the Master bedroom. While Punk busied himself with getting her prenatal vitamins and a bottle of water. She sat on the bed forcing herself not to lay down yet cause Punk would only wake her again to take the vitamins.
"OK, take these and then you can sleep." Punk assured her.
AJ grimaced at the horse pills in Punk's hand. Lightly lifting on she set it on her tongue. Quick as she could manage she took the opened water bottle and took a large gulp. The water did little to ease the pill down her throat, but she couldn't have even gotten it down without the water. She took a few deep breathes. She could feel the pill making its way down her esophagus.
She glared at the other pill in Punk's hand. She knew Punk wouldn't let her sleep with out taking it. Picking it up she repeated the same process she had done with the first. Passing the water bottle back to Punk.
"Go to sleep. I'm gonna be in the cabin or one of the bunks." Punk explained.
"Are Kofi or Colt coming with us?" AJ asked wearily. She was only mildly interested in the information.
"Kofi's riding with Truth. They aren't took excited about losing the titles." Punk explained watching her as she crawled beneath the blanket.
"Well they did lose to Daniel and Kane." AJ mused.
Punk chuckled lightly as she got comfortable in the mattress. "The Heath Slater of tag-teams."
"Hey! My idea isn't that much of a train wreck!" AJ whined.
"You know if you have enough energy to argue maybe you don't need to sleep." Punk said silencing her as she rested her head on the pillow. He smiled lightly and left her to sleep. He went to the front sitting on the couch as the driver got everything ready and made sure they were clear to leave.
Punk was tired also. He didn't want to say he was more tired than AJ, at least not to her face. He had to fight with Cena. Which is an exshauting task, but he didn't want to compare it to actually having a child inside of him. Plus he hadn't been puking on and off the past week.
He closed his eyes drifting off to sleep.
Punk didn't know when it was that he felt a poke on his body. He tried to ignore it, but it poked him again. He swapted at whatever it was disturbing his rest.
"Punk." The small whine made him slowly open his eyes.
AJ was standing over him. She had stripped her shorts and was only standing in his t-shirt and her panties. She looked just as exhausted as when he had first set her in the bed.
"What's wrong?" Punk asked yawning. He expected to hear that she had puked...Hopefully not in the bathroom.
"I can't sleep." AJ whined.
Punk's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at her. She had near passed out before they had even gotten on the bus and now she said she couldn't sleep. It was hard to believe, but he was not going to argue with her.
"I don't have sleeping pills." He sighed. "Though I'm not sure you'd be able to take them anyway." He pushed himself up slightly so he was sitting on the couch feeling his muscle ache with protest from his sleeping place.
"I know...Could you just lay with me?" AJ asked. The fear that she would reject him noticeable in his voice.
Punk knew he should say no. When AJ and he talk they both decided that neither were ready for marriage. And though they weren't really ready for a kid either that option had already been decided for them. So certain things were labelled taboo to keep their friendship from spilling into a relationship. Sleeping together was at the top of the list, right under having sex.
Punk would have made the argument to the fact. But he was tired and sore. The idea of actually sleeping in his own bed was more than enough argument for his muscles to give in to her request.
He groaned as he stood up following her down the hall in silent compliance. He watched again as she crawled onto the mattress. He waited a bit before following her movements. He laid down with a sigh of relief as the mattress supported him perfectly.
He laid on his back for a moment forgetting AJ was even there as his muscles relaxed. He became more aware as AJ's small body cuddled against him. He wrapped his arm around her frame as her head rest on his chest.
It didn't take long for either of them to slip into a slumber.
A/N: OK! I'm think the next chapter will be on the Wednesday after the following NOC Raw. I don't want every chapter signaled with the show.