A/N: YES! This chapter was short, but I fixed it up some. Plus it was kinda rough so I put in more detail and all.

AJ looked worriedly at Mike. She had never seen pictures of him or any of Punk's biological family before. She picked out the features that she found reminded her of Punk which didn't seem like much to her. His face was a similar shape and nose, but his eyes were a dark brown rather than Punk's jade green. His hair cut short and styled up in a spiky fashion with gel.

From the reaction Punk and Colt had when he originally appeared, from what seemed like thin air, made her think he was out to hurt them. But he did not seem threatening at all sitting across from her. However she already knew that people could not be judged on appearances alone.

Punk felt stiff in his seat next to her. Both were silent, not even looking at each other. Punk's arms were crossed over his chest glaring at the floor. Mike with his hands strung together looked to towards the window of the unmoving tour bus. She could feel the tension around them. If neither of them were going to speak then she would have to.

"So, this is a surprise." She spoke trying to sound casual. Neither of them flinching or acknowledging her words. She waited a moment feigning a smile seeing if either of them would budge but got nothing. She sighed sitting back in her seat trying to think of something less corny that might get them talking.

"What are you here for?" Punk's voice spoke in shakily cold tone. Whether his voice was shaking with anger or fear was questionable to her ears.

"I needed to talk to you." Mike said vaguely.

"There's a device called a phone Mike, pretty simple to use, try one out. Or can you even afford one?" Punk crossed his arms in front of his chest. His judgmental glare falling on his brother.

"Don't make jokes right now Philip."Mike hissed raising his voice slightly. "This isn't exactly news someone can just say over the phone."

"So that's why you show up at my house! You scare the hell out of Colt and AJ!" Punk's voice rose in volume as well. He stood to his feet looking down on his sitting brother. "Do you need money? Cause if that's the case then you can go right to hell."

"This isn't about me!" Mike yelled standing to his feet. Slamming his hands down on the table making it shake. He and Punk stood toe to toe with him being barely a few inches taller than Punk. "If you're gonna be such a bastard about this then I'll just come out and say it..." Mike took in a deep breath as if to calm himself before the anticipated reason for his arrival. "Mom died."

AJ's eyes went wide. Her hands going over her mouth to hold in the gasp of shock. Tears starting to well in her own eyes against her will. If may have been because of hormones, pure shock, or because she knew Punk was too strong to cry. She glanced over to Punk registered the paralyzing shock on his features. His lips parted and eyes darting around across the table and floor. His mind trying to visually find some reason or words to say. She reached out putting her hand on his shoulder feeling him flinch at the gentle touch.

"I get that your busy, you always are, but at least make time for the funeral. I'll call with the details." Mike said in a cold, uncaring tone. He left the table walking away from them.

AJ looked at Punk, who was still unresponsive. She got up herself going after Mike. "Wait!" She called out just as he was about to get in his car. Thankfully he stopped because she had barely been able to follow after him on foot. She paused her pace putting her hand over her stomach she rubbed circles over it to calm the child within.

"How did it happen?" AJ asked wanting the answers she knew Punk was too shocked or too afraid to know right now.

"Cancer in her brain. She was fine, but then suddenly collapsed. She died before they could even do anything." Mike answered his hands going into his pockets to protect them from the cold weather. His voice still sounding detached, but AJ recognized it as something Punk did when he didn't want to show his hurt.

"I'm sorry." AJ whispered. It would not help at all, but she needed to say it. Awkwardly she touched his arm, giving one stroke to covered appendage before retracting her hand again.

"Thank you..." Mike sighed. He opened the car door and started to step inside. Looking back at her he muttered, "Congratulations." He gave her a last glance before entering the car, starting the engine and driving off.

She watched the car lights fade away. Her eyes falling to the pavement. She made her way back to the bus. Gathering what little positivity she could, she entered. Punk had disappeared into the back room. She waddled back to the bedroom seeing Punk lying across the bed. He looked like he was a in a void state of shock, no emotion showing on his features; his eyes fixed to the wall.

AJ climbed inside the bed next to him. Putting her arm over his waist she cuddled against his back. She whispered apologizes that would make no difference.

AJ arrived at Smackdown alone. Punk had insisted she keep working, if both of them were gone than the fans would get suspicious considering the current angle they were working. Still it didn't feel right. Her shoulders slumped while sitting with Colt.

"Come on, he'll be back before you know it." Colt said trying to cheer up her sullen mood. "We both know that he has issues with biological family. He just doesn't want to drag you into it all."

AJ's frown went deeper, not due to sadness but rather anger. "That's the problem." She almost hissed through her clenched teeth. She tightened her hands into fists glaring down at the stomach that stuck out on her lap. "This baby is his. The blood of those people he hates is in his and hers. He just lost his real mother. He doesn't want Virginia or me apart of his real family." She knew enough that her hormones were part of her anger right now. But still she felt the hurt and betrayal. The hormones running through her body only intensified the feelings.

"AJ it isn't like that. Punk doesn't even know what is going on. He doesn't want you stressing over anything more than what you already have." Colt explained.

The words struck AJ. They ran through her mind a thousand times in mere seconds. "What I already have..." She muttered the last words feeling their meaning more than any others that had been said.

"Yeah." Colt smiled lightly thinking he had broken through AJ's emotional delusions.

"Thank you." AJ said. She stood up slowly making her way down the hall for the promo she'd be doing later that night.

Colt's eyes were still wide with shock. He along with the rest of the audience had just seen AJ's promo. The venom in AJ's voice sent chills up his spine. He stood outside of the gorilla waiting for her to come through the curtain. A fearful pit welling in his gut as it was taking longer than he anticipated.

AJ came through her eyes glistening with tears. Trails of the salty liquid dripping down her cheeks. She forced them away with her hand. Not even giving him a glance as she stomped away down the hall to the locker room.

"AJ!" Colt followed after. "Hey, what's wrong?" He trailed after her. "That promo was amazing. You know it's only a storyline." He reminded her. Still her pace was quick and she wasn't saying a word that told him that she understood. Reaching out he grabbed her bicep making her jerk to a halt. He looked at her tear stained cheeks and eyes fixed with a heated glare. "What's wrong?" He questioned again.

"That wasn't just a promo Colt...That was the truth. Punk doesn't want to worry about Virginia or me. He doesn't need to worry about either of us. I'm going to do this on my own! He doesn't need to worry about me at all!" AJ shouted.

"What the hell are you saying AJ?"

"I'm done! I'm done hoping that having this baby is going to change any thing between us! We keep saying that stupid lie that we're 'just friends', but it's just of crap! I can't keep trying for him!" AJ took a deep breath the tears in her eyes blurring her vision and stinging her eyes. She took in a deep breath calming herself enough before she continued on. "I need to worry about Virginia and myself. I can't keep trying with Punk when I know it isn't going to change anything. All I have is Virginia...Punk doesn't need to be apart of her life or mine anymore."

Colt felt more shocked than he had been at the end of the promo. "AJ..." He knew he should argue with her. Tell her Punk loved her, that all Punk wanted was to be with her and Virginia, but she wouldn't believe him.

The only person AJ would believe is the one person who had no idea she was leaving.

"CM Punk needs to quit worry about my baby and worry about keeping his WWE Champion. We all already know that it is the only thing he cares about. And since he's going to be facing Ryback and John Cena I doubt he'll survive, Survivor Series."

A/N: The last bit is a piece of AJ's promo. So anyone want to guess Punk's reaction to all of this?