A/N: Damn, I wanted to do something longer. But I've neglected this stuff for so long I'm losing my touch. Also with how disappointed I've been with WWE's current angles it's hard to watch. AJ and Dolph, though no where as awesome as AJPunk, had real potential. But from what I've seen it's corny, cheesy, and feels forced. Oddly it seems more forced on AJ's part. I think she could be using Dolph to get back at both John and Vickie...Really I don't understand why they would get together so quickly otherwise...

"What should I do?"

Punk slowly processed all the information Colt had given him. He had not been able to watch Raw earlier since he had been talking with his sisters. So he took the time to look up the new promo AJ had done that night. He saw her raw emotion, the tears forming her eyes. Fans rapidly cheered her declaration not even seeing how broken she was. His heart felt numb to her pain. He knew she was being completely true and honest.

"Watch her, take care of her. Tell her once she finds a place I'll send over the stuff for Virginia." Punk explained his voice devoid of emotion.

"What?! Punk shouldn't you at least talk to her! You know her hormones have been going wild! Just talk her down from this!" Colt's voice was almost pleading with Punk.

"No...If it really is just hormones then she'll calm down and that will be it. I'm not gonna force her to do anything again. She thought to get the abortion and I told her not to. But we aren't together, we never really were. I'll help her financially and hopefully she'll at least let me see Virginia, but I'm not gonna convince her that I'm going to give her things that I can't." Punk explained. Hearing Colt take in the breath to start to protest he hung up. He tossed the phone on the table.

He sighed. He had just lied...not just to Colt, but to himself. He knew even if AJ was just acting on hormones she was not going to back down from her strong declarations. He knew he'd probably make her do more things she would not want to do. He knew even if they weren't together...

He looked around the room he was in. The walls were colored with a pastel like purple color. A white crib against the wall with a silhouette of the Chicago skyline running across it. The changing table next to it. A large dresser on another wall with a toy chest. He gave a sigh. Sitting in the corner of the room on a rocking chair. He leaned back. He gently pushed with his feet rocking his body in the seat.

He felt numb. His life was the biggest mess ever. He had talked with his brother again about what was going to happen with the funeral. It would only be a small ceremony at a plot that had already been bought. Punk volunteered to take care of all the other fees. He had not been close to his family for years. He had reasons and after this all was over he'd probably still barely talk to them.

He lifted up the small brown teddy bear. Looking at the button eyes he sighed. "Sorry Virginia." He said not even able to cry.

Colt did what Punk wanted for the most he could not let this go. Punk was probably too much of mess to stop the downward spiral so as his best friend he was going to do anything he could.

"AJ, at least sleep on it." Colt sighed. His shoulders were drooped at he sat in the car driving to the next location. His eyes focused on the road, but glancing over at AJ periodically.

"I thought Punk didn't want to force me to do anything!" AJ snapped ending with huff of frustration. She had yet to let go of her anger, in fact those emotions had probably doubled after Colt relaying Punk's answer to her decision. He was going to give her what she wanted and it pissed her off.

"He isn't! But I think he's just an idiot. He's to overwhelmed with this family stuff. Do you really think you leaving like this is a good thing for him?" Colt questioned. "What about Virginia? Are you really going to keep Punk from her?"

AJ scowled at Colt's words. "This isn't about what's best for Punk. And no...I won't actually keep her from him. But whatever we were trying to do isn't going to work."

"It was working!" Colt argued. He had seemed them together countless times. How they worried about one another. Punk would nag AJ to take pills, she'd whine and complain yet still give in. Punk would stop and go out of his way to get whatever item AJ happened to be craving. Colt had never seen him do so much for one person. They worked so well together, but they didn't even see it or they just didn't want to see it.

"No it wasn't! It just hurts too much...I loved him,still do. But I was suppose to be moving on! I was suppose to start having a life of my own! We were suppose be just friends! But I got pregnant!" AJ broke down in the passenger seat tears streaming from her eyes. Her voice cracking as she tried to speak through short breaths and constricting throat. "I don't regret staying like this and having Virginia, but...I need to stand on my own feet again."

Colt sighed. He should not have further upset her like that. "Please don't cry AJ...I know it may seem like Punk is only doing all this for you because of Virginia, but it isn't like that. Even if he doesn't say it I know he cares about you. You're really important to him, both of you. He's just to afraid or too tired to actually fight for you."

"That makes two of us." AJ muttered to herself. Colt only hearing them as a sob from the dull sound of her words.

Colt took AJ to his home. There were no other place for them to go and AJ was rapidly being cut from non-televised programs so she would not have any further issues with her pregnancy. They had her film backstage segments and messages to play during those times she would be out. There was talk of putting her exclusively on satellite feeds. AJ did not have many physical issues, but everyone was beginning to notice the stress and pressure she was going through.

Colt rapidly moved around cleaning the rooms. AJ was not giving him any attention. She laid across the couch glaring at the ceiling. Her hands resting a top her pregnancy belly. The promo still fresh in her mind. She knew she meant those words when she had said them. But she was no longer sure she did.

She knew why she had said them. She was tired of relying on Punk. Both for her own independence and no longer wanting to use Punk as a crutch. The turmoil between Punk's family and career only reminded her of how he didn't want a child involved in this chaos. Even though they had plans set so they could keep their careers she was starting to have her own doubts. She lifted her phone opening her email she typed a quick message and hit send.

"Hey AJ." Colt came into her view his arms cradling a mountain of dirty clothes. "I'm gonna do laundry. Do you need anything? Food? Water?...Oh god where are your vitamins!" Colt rushed off before she could answer.

Sadly she sighed. Having Colt take care of her was still only making her a burden. Though Colt was around he did not know all of her routine and care needs that Punk usually took care of himself, even after wrestling in matches. She felt guilty for putting the new responsibility on Colt. But with any luck she would not have to worry him anymore either.

She looked back at her phone refreshing her email to see if a reply had come. She let go a sigh when none was there.

Punk felt empty. His mind and body felt weak. The funeral was done and he had spent a short time with his brother and father but had not spoken to either of them sense. His sole satisfaction was he would be seeing AJ in mere moments. He had been over run with worry. He had to see with his own eyes that she was OK and healthy. He took in a deep breath deciding to jog around the backstage area before the promo. He placed his large headphones over his ears letting the music beat on his ears with all the other surrounding noise of screaming crowds, entrance music, and commentary gone.

He jogged down the halls his eyes focused on the floor for the most part. Various times he looked up, once seeing Brad Maddox...Which was somewhat strange. Next, a large built dark skinned male, almost like Ryback in his first appearances with unchanging expression. Even though he appeared to be in a conversation with someone he nodded his head more than opened his mouth. Lastly, he saw AJ...

A/N: Time for Punk to confront AJ face to face. Will he keep his previous cool or will he fight back?

OK, now that the story is over I have a short rant...or at least I'll try to make it short. There are people who take my stories, pure fiction, and take situations of fictional characters too seriously. Not really in my AJPunk stories so much, but it happens. Mostly a theme of "drunken sex" gets people pissed at me. They tell me it's rape and I'm making light of a serious issue. I can assure everyone I'm not trying to do that. Really my point is, these are stories and if you don't like what I do in them then don't read. If you don't like things in a book or tv show then you wouldn't bother with it either. Just don't give me a lecture.