A/N:Well I wanna cry...almost did. Seriously if AJ doesn't turn on Cena and help Punk retain the title I will be done.
Also this story is gonna come to a close soon I think...And by soon I think around 10 more chapters. More details at the bottom.
"I thought we decided that we weren't gonna do this." AJ commented. Her head against Punk's bare chest. The tip of her index finger idly tracing the lettering across his stomach.
"Whoever decided that was an idiot." Punk sighed out in tired satisfaction.
AJ stopped herself from reminding him that he was the one that had first mentioned it. She only wanted to enjoy the peaceful moment. That was when she felt it again. The small bump in her stomach. It felt weird.
She lifted her head up looking at her large body. "I think she's starting to kick?" AJ said not sure if she was right.
Punk's exhaustion went away instantly. "What?" He questioned. Sitting up he put his large hands over the growing child. "I don't feel anything." Punk felt nervous. Like he had broke his child.
"Well one of the books said that I would feel it before others could." AJ commented remembering back to one of the baby books she read. "We should start talking to her now." AJ said placing her hand over his.
"How are we gonna talk to her if we don't know what to call her?" Punk questioned.
"Hmmm I think Virginia...Virginia Charlie Brooks." AJ said. She let the name roll across her tongue seeing if it felt natural.
"Virginia Charlie Brooks, perfect." Punk whispered. His eyes focused on his daughter. "I love you, Virginia." He said, sincerely placing a gentle kiss to area.
AJ smiled as her daughter respond with a kick.
"Virginia?" Colt questioned.
"Yes, Virginia Charlie Brooks." AJ repeated happily. Her hands on her belly giving gentle strokes.
"What comic book or game did you get that from?" Colt questioned his eyes looking questionably at the mound beneath AJ's shirt.
"I didn't get it from a comic!" AJ protested her cheeks flaring pink.
"Sure you didn't...So which one?" Colt persisted.
"OK! Iron Man, Pepper Potts, her real name is Virginia." AJ confessed. "I still like the name."
Colt chuckled light. "OK, AJ. Plus it is a cute name, though the Brooks part isn't the best." He joked.
"What should it be, Cobana?" AJ mockingly question, putting emphasis on his last name.
Colt scrunched his nose insulted. He gave her a small half-hearted sneer and roll to his eyes, still staying silent. His eyes focusing on her pregnant belly giving complete attention and focus.
AJ giggled watching him in such deep of thought.
"AJ?"
AJ turned seeing Melissa. She could feel her body tense slightly before relaxing. She was not nervous about talking with Melissa...Just nervous of what she had to say.
"We can go over your segments for tonight later if you want." Melissa suggested already noticing how AJ's compsure shifted.
"No, I'm fine. I'll see you later Colt." AJ said. She lead Melissa back to Punk's dressing room that was empty thankfully. Melissa seemed a little nervous about entering, but it was a private area. "OK...What do you have for me?"
"They want you and John to start an onscreen relationship." Melissa informed. Getting the information out in one swift motion. She thought it would be easier that way.
AJ gave her a disbelieving look. Then started laughing in an uncontrollable fashion. "They want me to be with John?" She questioned in-between a laugh.
Melissa was getting nervous having no idea just what was causing AJ to laugh so hard. "Yes?"
"OK, but I'm gonna warn you all now that if I puke it isn't my fault." AJ said still giggling. When Melissa still looked confused she patted her round middle, "Since I got pregnant I've been really sensitive to smells. I'm pretty sure Virginia doesn't like whatever John smells like."
"Virginia?" Melissa questioned.
"Oh, that's the name we're going to give her. Do you like it?" AJ asked noticing the small smile on her face.
"My best friend is named that...She was also born in Virginia." Melissa revealed with a small chuckle. "Let's get back to the story line. So you're fine with doing this with John?"
"Well not fine with it, but I trust John so I know it will be OK for the most part." AJ shrugged.
"Do you think you could kiss him?" Melissa questioned nervously.
"Kiss?...What?" AJ said confused.
Melissa passed her the outline script she had written up.
AJ's eyes scanned it. The promo would start with Punk calling out AJ, trying to convince her to just give into him. She would come out, but deny Punk and also slap him. Punk gets angry, but before he can do anything John chases him off. In her relief and graditude they want her to kiss John...Now she did feel the need to puke.
"If you can't do it then we can figure out something else." Melissa explained to her.
"Have you told Punk about this?" AJ asked.
Melissa gave a nervous smile..."I actually asked Elliot to do that."
On cue Punk came bursting into the room. "What is this shit?!" He snapped. Throwing another copy of the outline AJ had in her hands between the two women. "How far do you bastards want to push this?! AJ can hardly stomach standing next to John and you want that bastard to kiss her!"
Punk didn't hate John. Out of all the people they could have choosen he was the Punk actually trusted the most when it came to something like this. Still there he would not accept this just for that reason alone. Even if he did suck it up he would never be happy about it.
"Sorry?" Melissa said not sure what else to say to the enraged man. Wincing slightly when he growled at her pathetic response.
"Leave her alone, Punk." AJ ordered getting his attention off the innocent writer.
Punk looked AJ over. His body shaking with anger calmed slightly. His eyes landing on the outline in her hands. "You read it?" Punk questioned.
"We were just going through it." AJ answered. "Sit." She patted the space next to her. She rested her hand on his leg when he easily complied. "OK, Let's discuss this calmly." Her words more adressed to Punk than Melissa.
"You're not kissing John." Punk hissed.
"Why not? You're suppose to feud with John and me, so us teaming together makes sense." AJ questioned. Not that she was eager to kiss John, she just wanted to see what Punk would say to argue against it.
"No...You're mine...I may not be able to-I don't want you kissing other guys." Punk's eyes fell to the crowd hiding the pink on his cheeks. He felt stupid and embarrassed, saying these things to AJ and saying them in front of Melissa and Elliot.
"How about we just cut the kiss? Just have John check on AJ and that'll be it." Melissa suggested.
"That'll work, right?" AJ said giving Punk a smile.
"Sure..." Punk sighed still not happy that AJ was siding with his rival, but he knew it was coming when this started.
"OK, nothing hard." Melissa said. She got up from her seat and went towards the door with Elliot. Shutting the door behind them.
"You had to have me give him that outline? I lucky I'm not dead." Elliot hissed.
"OK...Next time you can deal with Big Show." Melissa assured. Starting to walk down the hall.
"THAT'S WORSE!" Elliot called back running behind her.
The promo went oddly smoothly. Punk demanded to see AJ. When she came out she put him in his place and slapped him. Last, John came to protect her. Nothing different than what they had discussed.
"You smell." Punk commented his arms crossed. Keeping a minimum distance of at least 2 feet.
"I smell? You're the one covered in sweat." AJ argued. She tried getting closer to Punk.
Punk stepped away. "You smell like Cena."
AJ let out a strong laugh. "I smell like John! Seriously Punk I think if I smelled like John then I would be the first to know!" She threw her head back continuing to laugh.
"I think Virginia and me are the only ones who can tell." Punk pouted crossing his arms.
"Well...I think I know a way to get rid of it." AJ huskily mentioned.
Punk's posture straightened with his attention peeked. He looked back at AJ's face a knowing smirk on her features since she knew he would give in. "You know I always said I dig crazy chicks." He said finally closing the gap.
"Trust me, I'm full of crazy." She whispered seductively.
He dipped down catching her lips in a kiss and not pulling away he deepened it. His tongue entering her mouth. He swallowed her moans, his tongue spinning around in her mouth.
"Phil."
Punk pulled back. His head looking around to see the last person he expected.
"...Mike."
A/N: I have some notes for this chapter. Yeah I didn't plan on using Melissa again, but she helps for backstage things so I'm using her or me since she is based from myself. Also Virginia is the name of my best friend and I don't feel bad exploiting that since she'll never read this ;p Also I did know a person named Elliot...And I saw person cause when I first met them they were Emilia. I grew up in a very open-minded area.
OK about ending this fic. I need to get this over with so I can work on the rest of the fics I have including the new one 'No Winners' Mostly just don't want this to go forever since people can loss interest, me being one of those people.