A/N: OK! I fucked up on the number of weeks...We're 10-11 right now XP Terrible. Sorry if I confuse anyone

AJ turned looking at her body in the mirror. She was starting to get upset that she wasn't showing much. She could barely notice the change in her body. Sure her pants were a little tighter than usual; The reason she was wearing Punk's work out shorts with the elastic waist rather than her own clothes.

She wore a half top so her belly showed when she walked out to the common area. Punk was watching the TV with Kofi. Colt was sitting with them also, but more focused on the bet money he had collected. She walked over to Punk looking down at him relaxed body.

"Do I look fat?" She asked. Mostly to Punk, but loud enough for the room to hear.

She saw Punk look up at her giving her that 'what-the-hell' confused expression like he didn't know what she had just asked. He opened his mouth to speak. But Colt, who had basically jumped on top him, covered his mouth.

"It's a trap." Colt warningly whispered to Punk.

Punk shoved Colt off. "Never do that again." Punk said glaring at his friend. Turning his head back to AJ, still waiting for an answer. He took Colt's advice though and shut his mouth turning back to look at the TV. Pretending that he had never heard the question.

"Punk!" AJ stomped her foot and slapped his arm.

"I'm not answering that question." Punk said not even looking at her.

AJ scowled walking to the other side of the couch that Punk's feet were she pushed them aside giving herself a place to sit. "I'm not going to get angry."

"AJ, you shouldn't lie." Colt scolded rising from the floor from where Punk had pushed him too. He sat back in his seat looking at her. "It's bad for the baby." He didn't know if it were true or not it was just something to say.

"Colt, shut up." Kofi said. Shaking his head at the man's idea. "AJ, why do you even want to know?" He asked looking at the petite diva.

"I thought I would be bigger by now." AJ frown. She laid her arms over her stomach.

"So you want to look fat?" Colt questioned.

"Kinda."

"Told you it was trap." Colt said turning back to the bet sheets.

AJ pout deepened. She looked back over to Punk who seemed to be ignoring her. She frowned nudging his legs to his attention.

"What?" He questioned her like he hadn't heard any of the conversation.

"Tell me if I got any bigger." She ordered frowning at her baby's father.

Punk went silent, but his eyes stayed on her. His eyes looking over her body carefully. She was still fairly thin. But her ribs weren't as prominent. There was one area that had grown more though that his eyes were drawn to. "You're boobs are bigger." He said plainly. He wasn't trying to be perverted, but it was true.

"Awww, thank you Punk." AJ cooed. Popping up from the couch she kissed his cheek before trotting off to the back again.

Kofi and Colt both had hung jaws. Punk went back to watching the show, a smirk on his face.

AJ smiled the entire day now it seemed.

She sat next to Punk as they ate pizza at a local stop on their way to Washington for the next Raw event. Her morning sickness was beginning to subside recently. She was eager to put on the baby weight. Swallowing the third slice of pizza.

"AJ, you're gonna puke." Punk warned her. He had a lot of experience dealing with her beige eating everytime she got a craving to the point she would wake in the middle of night just to hurl everything out.

AJ only smiled. She leaned against him talking his suggestion on slowing down. Before she had left the bus she put on a tight top that covered her stomach, but accentuated her cleavage. And she put on a pair of her own shorts rather than Punk's.

Punk sighed focusing on his own food. Glancing at AJ briefly to see if she looked ready to puke or any other discomfort.

"So AJ, when exactly do you find out the gender?" Colt asked.

"That's suppose to be at like...15 weeks?" AJ questioned her own answer not really knowing.

"Yeah." Punk said.

"How do you know?" AJ asked.

"I have younger sisters. Pregnancy isn't all new to me." He said taking another bite of his food.

"Have you told your family?" Colt asked raising a brow.

AJ and Punk both went silent. Neither had even thought of telling their parents. AJ new that they would be in New Jersey in only a few weeks so she could tell them then, but she didn't even know when they would be in Chicago again.

"You're mom is gonna kill you." Colt said chuckling as he turned back to his food.

"I'll call her." Punk shrugged not worrying.

"Call her?!" AJ snapped looking at him with wide eyes. "She gonna think I'm a whore!" AJ cried already knowing in her mind that Punk's mom was gonna hate her. She knew she would.

"She won't hate you." Both Colt and Punk spoke on this one.

"How do you know?" AJ questioned giving them both a disbelieving glare.

"Punk's family loves you. When he started the story line with you, they told him to date you." Colt said with a small laugh in his voice.

"Oh...Well, I still don't feel right about you tell them over the phone." AJ pouted.

"Maybe when were in Jersey they can fly out or we can stop be before or after when we get time."Punk said. Turning back to focus on his food.

AJ nodded in acceptance resting her head on the booth. The boys around her continued to eat. A comfortable silence settling over them.

AJ winced at the taste of the bile in her throat. All she knew was Punk would be saying, 'I told you so.'

She groaned resting her head against the bathroom stale before pulling away. She was already risking ten different types of disease just from being in the bathroom. She scrunched her nose up. Wobbling back up to her feet she flushed the vomit before making her way out the bathroom.

"Water." Punk passed her a water bottle as soon as she stepped out.

She didn't know why, but her heart swelled at the idea he had been standing outside the door waiting for her. The fact she had just emptied her stomach after eating didn't bother her at all anymore.

Punk wrapped an arm around her waist guiding her out of the pizzeria. They had finished eating and it was time to hit the road again. AJ smiled to Kofi and Colt as she stepped on the bus. They both smiled back at her, but they seemed almost confused at how good her mood was.

She made her way to the back. Knowing well that Punk was following her down the hall. He closed the door behind them giving them privacy as they changed.

AJ slipped her pants off and pulled her top over her head. She paused redressing as her eyes found Punk's muscular back. She bite her lip remembering how it felt to touch his skin. Reaching out she didn't have to just remember.

Punk tensed at her touch. It didn't stop her though as she ran her hands over the bare skin of his upper body. "AJ..." Punk's voice was stern. Trying to scold her for her movements. But she didn't care.

She kissed the that covered over his shoulder blade. She continued to kiss at the exposed skin. She smirked when Punk turned around think he was going to give into her advances. Instead he gently pushed her away. She glared at him not happy he was not allowing her to get out her urges.

"AJ, we agreed." Punk said. "We don't need any more regrets."

"Oh yeah like I'm gonna get pregnant." She spat. In her mind nothing was in the way. She was already pregnant so the risk of that happening was gone. Her first semester was ending which also meant risk of miscarriage now was greatly diminished. She really didn't care what argument Punk had cause she had one very solid and unarguable fact to trump them all. That fact being she was very horny.

Punk still rolled her eyes. "AJ, go to bed." Punk ordered forcing her to turn on her around and face the bed.

AJ pouted. The last she wanted to do was sleep. She growled lightly as she crawled onto the mattress. She added extra, hopefully seductive, movements as she got on the bed. Still only wearing her panties and bra. Hopefully it would be enough to entice him. She wiggled under the covers.

She smiled brightly when Punk followed her into the bed. But instead of giving into her will he turned his back on her. Laying on his side.

Moments ago looking at his back had her ready to jump his bones. Now she had an urge to punch it. And she did, but not that it even hurt him any. She made a loud groan of frustration. She rolled on her own side putting her own back up to face his. She didn't know if she was angry or still horny, but she was not having an easy time falling asleep.

She glared at the wall. Another urge to punch Punk for not just screwing her when she asked. IF he had she could be ready for fall asleep...Or screaming his name in the open air and rocking the bus even more than the already light rocking from driving across the road.

When Punk rolled over. His arm falling over her body and pulling her against his chest. She wanted to push him away. She would of to if she had resisted the need to breath. Once her senses took in his stupid smell. That she affectionately call 'Punk', nothing artificial about it. A scent that always calmed her senses. A fact she only liked to believe was because she was carrying his baby.

She started to drift into sleep. "Asshole," She growled under her throat. She didn't like how without even trying he made her forget all the anger she hand. She shut her eyes not even noticing the chuckle in her ear and movement of his chest.

"You really are crazy." Punk whispered. He knew she was already sleeping from the light snore coming from her body. "Guess I'm crazy also." Punk muttered pulling her even closer as he tightened the arm around her body. "I fell in love you."

A/N: Still not so much of a fall out, but things are building.