A/N: OK! New Chapter! Lots of fun so I hope you all enjoy! I kinda skipped ahead to the last that occurred...I couldn't think of anything big enough for the one before. Anyone keeping track of AJ's pregnancy this will mean she is officially 10-11 weeks prego.
Punk sighed. Running a hand across his face. He knew he was biting himself in the ass when they had the promo. It only made more of an impact cause it was real. He wasn't lying when he said any of it. He knew when he did it would end up like this.
He couldn't say he didn't mean any of it either. He hadn't outwardly admitted it to even himself, but it didn't mean he didn't know that he was resentful towards AJ for being pregnant. He had never planned for this to happen. Neither had she. But went he felt the need to blame someone for this happening it was easier to say it was her fault. Rather than his own.
During the promo had been one of those moments. Surrounded in his work, surrounded by the fans. He kept thinking of how he never wanted children while his life was still in the ring. It was in those moments that he hated AJ the most.
But they weren't in the ring anymore, they were on the bus. And everything he said was a knife to AJ that couldn't be wiped away by saying it was on-screen or for the show. That was only because it was true. He was glad Paul stopped him before he went further...Though Paul's little proposal bit, a priceless moment, hadn't made AJ any less upset.
He wanted to blame it on hormones and mood swings, but he doubted that would pass either. If he had said anything like that to Amy she would thoroughly kick his ass. AJ wasn't Amy...AJ was small, petite, gentle, caring, a little crazy and pregnant.
Punk sighed again listening to her sobs through the bathroom door. He didn't know what to say. Anything he did think of would only serve to make matters worse. He looked into the cabin, Kofi, John, Zack, Alex, and Paul were all sitting there. Everyone's main priority was AJ, but Punk knew he'd also be getting a lecture.
He stepped away from the door. "Can someone else try to get her out of there? I doubt she wants to even see me right now." Punk spoke quietly not wanting her to here him through the door. He didn't want her knowing how pathetic he was.
Paul went up first.
Everyone was silent. They were patiently waiting for what Paul would say and how AJ would react.
"AJ...It's Paul. Look I didn't want to upset you any...You do a good slap by the way." Paul said his voice not as threatening as he usually was.
"Th-thank you." The replied was muffled and it was hard to hear through the door.
"Don't you think it's time to come out now?" Paul asked.
"No." It was a quick reply and her voice was louder and more firm than before.
A silent groan went through the cabin. Paul threw his hands up in defeat, stepping away from the door.
John went up next.
"AJ, do you need anything?" John asked.
Surprisingly the door cracked open. AJ's head poked out gesturing for John to come closer.
They watched in silence. John leaned forward turning his head to the side as AJ whispered in his ear.
"AJ, I don't think that's such a good idea."
AJ's responded with a fierce glare to his protest.
"OK, fine." John sighed. He started walking back to the group. Stopping to stand right in front of the Punk. John raised his hand slapping Punk across the face. "She wanted me to." He defended before Punk could even fix a glare on him.
"OK, that's it!" Punk stormed over to the bathroom door. AJ had already slammed the door shut again. "AJ, get out here now!" Punk yelled.
"NO!" AJ shouted back.
Punk sighed his fight dying as quickly as it came. "AJ, please." He pleaded resting her forehead against the door. "We need to talk and I don't wanna do it through the door."
"...Fine." AJ finally answered.
Punk felt relief to finally see her open the door. Even if she did give him a glare before throwing her nose in the air. She troted off the bedroom, her arms crossed over her chest. He was only glad that she finally had emerged. Though he also realized he was going about to have a fight.
He turned back to the guys signalling them to leave. He didn't bother watching to see if they would before going to the back remembering to shut the cabin door. He looked at AJ. She was standing on her feet impatiently tapping her foot giving him a glare that reminded him of his own mother.
Seeing her like this made him feel at peace with their situation. That even though this wasn't planned and she was still young in her life that they would still be able to pull it off. A small smile coming to his face.
"What do you have to say for yourself?" AJ questioned. Already sounding like a mother.
His smile grew some. "You're gonna be an amazing mom." He saw her expression soften lightly before she refocused. It made him feel that he might have a shot of coming out without her clawing his eyes.
"Compliment me won't get you off the hook." She hissed.
Punk could already tell she was lacking the venom from earlier. But he knew his words would bring it right back, but he needed to tell her. "OK, you wanna know why I said those thing?"
She nodded. A curious glare on her face as she waited for him to finally confess.
"AJ...You know I never wanted kids while I still have that job. I wanted all that traveling and craziness to be over with before I even considered it...So I never know if I ever even wanted kids." Punk sat on the bed looking at his hands not able to look at her face.
"Then maybe you should have just let me end it."
He could hear the choke in his voice. It sickened himself to think she was right. He should have just argreed. She would terminate the pregnancy and there wouldn't be anything else to worry about. But he knew he didn't want that. He didn't want all remnants of their past to die away. Affair or not it was some of the best moments of his life.
"I don't want that." Punk sighed.
"You don't want kids, but you want to keep this one. You aren't making any sense Punk." AJ sighed.
Punk remained silent trying to figure out what he wanted. But AJ decided she had some things to say also.
"Punk, I never wanted them either. I'm only 23. I just started really making myself in the business. What if I lose everything and resent this kid for it?!" She questioned. Her eyes tearing.
Punk didn't even know what she was saying. She thought she was going to be a bad mom? Punk couldn't even wrap his mind around the idea. "AJ, you're gonna be a great mom." He reached out taking her hand. He tugged her over having her sit next to him. "If this kid is gonna hate anyone it will be me."
"Oh yeah. This kid is gonna hate his cool, wrestler, video game playing, and comic book reading father." AJ rolled her eyes.
Punk chuckled. "AJ you do realize you just described yourself also." He said.
For the first time that night a true smile appeared on her face. "So neither us no what we're doing and we're giant kids...This kid doesn't stand a chance."
"Oh they are screwed." Punk laughed pulling her hand up he gave a light kiss to the back of her hand. "You can come in now."
John, Zack, Kofi, and Alex all came barreling in the room.
"We weren't easy dropping or anything." Zack said nervously.
They had talked with John, Kofi, Alex, and Zack for hours. About different ideas for the baby. Excitement that had previously been lost on the WWE Champion. Now with the confession of his distress he felt free. The weight on his shoulders lifted. In fact he was not even worried anymore about he had not wanted children.
AJ was adamant that she wanted a boy.
John had groaned saying that if it was a boy then they would have two punks to deal with.
AJ hadn't seemed faze by that idea. She wanted to have a little boy.
Punk was certain if they did that AJ would turn the poor kid into a momma's boy. The kid would be wrapped around AJ's finger as much as he was.
Punk was not even sure what gender he would want. Really he just wanted a health kid. It broke his heart when he went to Make-a-Wish visit with kids that would not even make it to their 12th birthday. He didn't know how those parents coped with that, but they were all a lot stronger than he was.
Zack brought up the idea of having a girl. Suggesting that AJ and her could share clothes when the girl got bigger. Punk had to intervene from AJ tackling Zack into the floor.
With that Punk decided to call it a night.
He kicked John, Alex, Zack and Kofi out of the bedroom. Since they were already on the road there wasn't an option of kicking them off the bus. Though he had thought of it and AJ had said to kick Zack off. But that was probably only because of her hormones...He thought at least.
He crawled into the bed next to AJ. He felt more relaxed than he had in a long time. AJ cuddled against him. He pulled her in closer liking the warmth her body provided.
"Night Punk."
"Night AJ."
Their lips connected briefly in a chaste kiss...
A/N: If anyone is actually paying attention to the idea of this story I hope you realize how important that small kiss is...If you don't then look at the title.
Anyway! Review! I would really like to get more for this story, though I kinda make up for the lack in Hostage. Also sorry for lack of update on 'Not Yet Over' I wrote it in my notebook and I'm terrible lazy on typing it.