A/N: OK, part of why this update took so long is I was trying to end this story with this chapter, but it got way too long and this wasn't even half of what I was planning on putting. So there are about 3-4 more chapters and I'll try to think of if I want to do any sort of continuation[probably not]. Other than that in my notebook I came up an idea for a new AJPunk story and I thought I'd give some hints to the plot of all and see what you all think.

"Are you OK?" Punk questioned looking at the paled features of AJ. He guessed part of her expression was simply shock of his presence, but he still had a small fear of worry that it was something more.

Her momentary shock faded in an instant, replaced with a rude and defiant glare. "I'm looking for apartments. I lost my lease when I moved in with you." She reminded with a harsh jab to her tone. Her eyes cast back down to the tablet device she was searching on.

Curiously he peaked at the screen. He held back a cringe when he looked at the down right horrible images of the living place she was possibly considering. He held his opinionated tongue knowing he lost the right, if he ever had it to begin with, to comment on her choices. He knew AJ herself would be happy with meager conditions. She'd be fine in hotels even. It was what she grew up on.

"I wanted to ask about some of the thing you said...Are you really going to keep Virginia from me?" He asked needing the answer. He would not blame her if she said yes, but he hoped that would not happen.

Instead she slapped the tablet down on ther table. Her eyes glared daggers at him that could kill if she wanted them to. She stood to her feet faster than she should and he noticed her wobble slightly on her feet to regain her balance. Still she continued her glare pointing a finger into his chest. "Don't you care ever accuse me of doing that or even thinking of that!" She snapped. "And don't you even think you're getting out of this now! Just because I don't want to be around you! Does not mean I don't want you around her!"

Punk had to stop himself from smiling as she yelled. He was pleasantly relieved that this was her response. And somewhat happy that she was so passionate about it that she felt the need to yell at him. Maybe it was a sign of hope that things would be OK. He watched her huff in annoyance. She snatched the tablet from the table and made an attempt to storm off, but it hardly looked like one as she waddled down the hall away from him.

Still he could only think it was all going to be OK...

He rolled onto his stomach. Shrinking his body away from the monstrous attacks. He knew something was strange when he saw the unfamiliar face back stage, but he never expected this. And not only was the Ryback 2.0 there to beat down on him, but Seth Rollins, Roman Reigns, and Dean Ambrose. Three of the rookies he knew fairly well. Hell he even had a tag match with Rollins once. But now he was at their mercy. And this wasn't like Nexus. It wasn't just a group of rookies rebelling against the heads of the company wanting their shot...though that was probably their goal.

These rookies had a leader than was already there and gave them that in...AJ Lee. Even as Punk cringed at the stomping over-sized foot pounded against his thigh, he knew it was brilliant. AJ was looking for his head on-screen. She wanted to destroy him, but there was no way for her to do that in her physical condition. Not that the pregnancy would matter much at all really since there was no way they could seriously go at each other in the ring. He'd be too afraid that he'd break her in half.

Not matter how genius this all was and how it could have possibly come out of the "creative" minds of Vince or the staff. He still would be glad to see this one end...Still not sure if he would like the ending.

The show ended and the staff and trainers came out checking his condition. He pushed them off only using their support to get to his feet before making a slow wobble out of the arena. He thought it was odd how vocal some of the fans were being. Women either cursing at him for all he had to AJ or cheering him for wanting to be in his daughter's life. Men were calling at him to back down and get out of all the responsibility while he could and some were praising him for not backing down.

He thought it was odd that people that never knew him were commenting on his personal and private life. But it wasn't a new theme. But it was one of the few times his life was put on display for them all to judge and see. It made great television, but he felt exposed. He hung his head and hid the small smile and laughter.

He got back stage. Colt came to his side not seconds after. "You OK man?"

"Fine, where is she?" Punk asked looking around for AJ's presence. He only noticed her knew enforcer team talking over their big upset appearance.

"She's going to head to the hotel soon." Colt said.

"Go with her." Punk ordered.

"Punk, you need someone to help you." Colt sighed. He knew Punk was worried about AJ, but he feared that Punk would forget to take care of himself.

"Just stay with her. I'll be fine." Punk ordered. "I need to know that someone I can trust is taking care of her."

Colt hung his head defeated. He patted Punk's shoulder and went off to find AJ. He knew he was going to be stuck tending to AJ. He just hoped he could actually do it.

Punk watched his best friend walk away. He felt guilty for giving the responsibility over, but he did not have any choice. He needed to make sure AJ was OK and taken care of and since AJ was not willing to be around him anymore than there were few people left for him to ask. He was that AJ had not completely cut him out by cutting out Colt. It was obvious that Colt was going to report back to him.

"So you need someone you can trust taking care of her?"

Punk turned to the voice that interrupted his thoughts. "Seth, Dean, Roman." He said addressing them all with a nod of his head. Seth was leading the group at this moment, standing in the front. He only could notice that their other buddy was not apart of their little gathering. "Finally making it to the big leagues."

"We're getting there. AJ called us saying she had an idea. She didn't want to use Cena or one of the other superstars as a body guard. She wanted a group. She also wanted up and coming superstars." Seth explained.

"Only proves AJ knew how to run this place better than Vince." Punk commented letting go of a light chuckle. "So wanna talk about what went down? I think it went pretty well, but I was kinda on the ground so I didn't see everything going on." Punk said. He liked going through what happened with younger talent. And when they were willing to listen it usually paid off.

"Not tonight. Maybe after we get an actual match." Seth sighed. Dean and Roman both nodding in sullen agreement. Punk understood they were attacking people and not really showcasing the talents they had been working on and working on in the development circuit.

"We wanted to talk to you about the situation going on with AJ." Dean stated.

Punk felt the lump in his throat double in size and force him into silence. He did not know what they had in mind or if they even knew the whole story, but was not sure he wanted to know what they had in mind.

"Don't worry man." Seth soothed. "We just wanted to say that we're gonna take care of her out there. We don't know really anything going on between you two...But-"

"It's fine." Punk cut in. He did not need to know anymore. "As long as she stays safe...Also just so you three know...If she does get hurt, I will hurt each of you." Punk smiled. He noticed annoyance and even a small amount of fear enter the eyes of the younger men. He walked away unworried.

He could rely on Colt to take care of AJ backstage, off-screen, and when she away from the business. He felt safer knowing he could put confidence in the small group to keep AJ safe in the hectic environment of the on screen world. He didn't know if they could pull it off, but he at least know they would try.

"You know The Rock feels back for you, CM Punk. You and your baby mama starting up a white thrash circus." The Rock called out.

Punk clenched and unclenched his fist reminding himself it was only a promo, but he felt a line was about to be cross. He also knew that line was a lot further away being as AJ and his daughter were being insulted.

"But I'm not here to talk about your baby mama or bastard chi-"

"Shut up!"

Punk and Rock both looked up to the ramp at the enraged AJ. The group that had named themselves The Sheild surronded her, though the looked confused and out of place obviously they had not been expecting to come out and didn't know what they were doing. Punk felt almost bad for them since he knew AJ had no idea what she was doing really. She was out to defend her name and the name of her daughter. Whether is was a promo or not she was not going to allow it.

"I suggest you choose your next words carefully Rocky. And I mean very carefully cause one slip of the tongue and I won't hesistate to go down that ramp and slap that win smile right off your smug, arrogant, washed up, face!" AJ insulted.

"AJ-AJ-AJ! The Rock was not trying to upset you. You are a beautiful young lady." Dwayne said easily coming up with his words in the new situation without a beat lost. "Now the Rock has to ask...why a beautiful and talented woman such as yourself...would lower herself to this cookie puss piece of crap?"

Punk simply continued his glare making a merger glance past Rock to see the dark expression of AJ. Rock did not even notice as he looked at the crowd with admiration to their loyal calls of 'cookie puss', like trained dogs. AJ ordered her own pets. Each of the men went straight for Rock, partially because Punk was already out of the way. Punk looped around the attack attempting to get away unharmed. He backed all the way into the awaiting Big E.

The brute force fighter picked up and smashed him on top the stage. His muscles relaxed and tensed as the pain started to set in. He could heard AJ's rehearsed, maniacal laughter. He cracked his eyes opening seeing the Rock in a similar position on the mat. Punk knew this was not going to be the end of it.

"How dare you!" Vickie screeched. "The Rock is veteran of this company AJ! If he's injured what is going to happen at the Royal Rumble or even Wrestlemania!" The older woman lectured even though AJ made no acknowledge meant of her words.

"It is fine Vickie." Dwayne said easing the hysterical Guerrero. "I crossed a line and AJ had every right to put a target on me." He flashed his billion dollar smile. "I'm not injured so no harm done. You can call up Vince and tell him that. If he doesn't believe you tell him to call me, he knows my number."

Vickie huffed and made a stomp off leaving Dwayne, Punk and AJ together.

AJ crossed her arms. None of her stable were nearby, but she still looked like she could have them taken out with a drop of a dime. "You know...I was going to overlook you in this little feud your going to be having with Punk, but after hearing you say those things you moved up right to the top of my list." AJ hissed.

"AJ-"

"Don't either of you talk right now. Dwayne, I don't think you should have ever gotten the Royal Rumble title shot. But considering my issues with Punk I might would have tipped the odds in your favor. Now, neither of you are save...And just to be clear it won't matter how hard you fight or how much you overcome in that match against each other. It won't matter what they plan either. I'm choosing who will win that match." AJ explained. She turned on her heel leaving the room and both the men inside speechless.

Punk did not know whether to be happy or afraid. He knew when AJ had her mind set she was going to go through with it. He feared what it would do to her career or even to her physically.

"You sure do know how to pick 'em." Dwayne commented. "Seriously the woman is fighting for you and against you at the same time."

Punk chuckled at Dwayne's assessment of the situation and he only had one thing to say to it. "I dig crazy chicks."

A/N: Never anger pregnant women...that's the moral of this chapter. Hope this was worth the wait or at least enough to tide most of you over till the next one. Also sorry if it got confusing at all. I'm writing these in short bursts of free time and didn't bother reading through it.

OK like I said I had an idea for another AJPunk that I might decide to keep going with. The basics of it is AJ actually is having affairs with superstars and has a crush on Punk. Punk is probably the only person who doesn't know what she's doing. Cena found out and was the one to report her, but she implicated him and now is trying to destroy him before her secret gets to Punk.
Like? Yes? No? This will be another lemon heavy story...probably even more so than this one just sadly they aren't all gonna be with Punk. Anyone has any ideas that could be added or just tell me if it's worth posting. I know the AJPunk fandom is kinda dispersing, but there are still the few, the proud and the loyal[I took that from the commercial for Marine recruitment].