Prince Charming

Punk had helped AJ and Petra move into his place until things calmed down. AJ and Petra had a beautiful home in New Jersey, big pool, spiral staircase, expensive furniture but it was nowhere near as nice as Punk's townhouse. Petra was on cloud nine running around and getting used to the place. Especially after living in such small spaces for the past month.

"Mommy look at my room!" Petra yelled from the top of the stairs.

"I'll be right up." AJ called up to her from the bottom of the stairs. "Are you really sure about this?"

"Yea of course. Normally I have someone house sitting anyway." Punk shrugged. "My room is the biggest and you'd be most comfortable in there." He said carrying her bag upstairs.

"I'd feel funny sleeping in your room." She said following him upstairs.

"Why? I'm clean." He asked not even looking back at her and opening the door.

"It's nice." AJ noted looking around the tremendous room that was still so bare. No artwork on the walls, dark paint and furniture.

"Closet is over here." He said opening the closet door that wasn't just a walk-in closet it was a dressing room.

"This is huge." She said walking around the closet that was bigger than the last apartment they were in. "Are you really ok with this?"

"If you ask me one more time I'm going to kick you out." He smirked.

"Right. Sorry." AJ said to him. "I really did want to talk to you about last night." she started.

"Yea? What about it?" he asked casually as he dropped her bag in the closet. "Master bath is through that door by the way." he said walking out of the closet and she followed.

"I'm married." she blurted out and he turned to look at her.

"Right." Punk laughed. "And?"

"I took vows." she reminded him.

"So did he." Punk said to her. "But I'm not going to pressure you into anything." he said to her.

"It's been a long time since I've been with someone." she told him honestly then immediately felt embarrassed.

"I get it." He smiled warmly. "I won't be around much anyway."

Before AJ could respond there was a loud crash and both stepped out of the room and in the hallway was Petra standing over a broken vase.

"I'm sorry Punk!" Petra cried as her hands went over her ears.

"It's not a big deal just don't get close to the glass." He said tugging her elbow to remove her from the glass so she wouldn't get cut and she flinched and jumped back causing Punk to frown.

"It's ok honey." AJ smiled walking over to her as she kept her ears covered.

"Why is she covering her ears?" Punk asked her.

"Seth would have yelled." She said to him and he nodded. "He's not yelling baby it's ok."

"I'm so sorry Punk." Petra frowned.

"I didn't even like this vase anyway." Punk shrugged picking up the big pieces of glass. "So really you did me a big favor so thank you." he smiled at her.

"I'll go to my room." Petra said quickly.

"Why?" Punk chuckled.

"I did something bad." Petra reminded him.

"Did you pick it up and throw it onto the floor on purpose?" he asked seriously.

"No!" She cried.

"So you had an accident that's ok." he laughed standing up with the few big pieces. "You don't have to go to your room. You said you're sorry."

"Really?" Petra asked him.

"Yea kid." Punk smirked walking passed her and into the office where there was a garbage.

"I'm not in trouble?" Petra asked AJ who just smiled.

"No baby you're not." AJ said as Petra smile.

"I'll get the vacuum." Punk said to them.

"No let me clean it up, please." she insisted.

"I don't mind." Punk said to her.

"You've done enough let me clean at least." She said to him.

"The closet with everything is over there." he pointed to down the hall. "You want to see the comics?"

"Yes!" Petra cheered.

Punk lead Petra into his office where the shelves were filled with comics.

"Woah." Petra said in awe and frozen in place. "There's so many."

"Yup. And you can read anyone of them you want whenever you want." Punk told her.

"Are you sure?" She asked him. "When I would break something at home daddy took my comics away."

"I'm not your dad." Punk shrugged. "I'm also cool." he teased.

"You are the coolest." Petra agreed. "You're nice to my mom."

"Your mom is nice to me." Punk smirked as Petra explored the room.

"But she was nice to daddy and he was mean." Petra said to him. "That's why we can't see him anymore isn't it?"

"I can't answer that for you." Punk said to her.

"I still miss him." Petra said to him. "But I don't miss the yelling."

"You shouldn't be yelled at like that or afraid to break anything." He said to her. "Kids break things- hell I break things all of the time."

"Do you get yelled at?" Petra asked.

"I used to when I was your age." Punk admitted.

"Where's your mommy and daddy?" Petra asked.

"My mom passed away." Punk told him. "And I don't know where my dad is actually."

"Like me?" Petra asked.

"Yea something like that." He said giving her a weak smile.

"Do you think my daddy misses me?" she asked him.

"You're awesome so I'm sure he does." Punk told her honestly.

"Do you think your daddy misses you?" She asked now.

"I don't think so." He said actually thinking about it.

"I like being your friend." Petra said to him as she pulled a comic book down. "You like comics and you're really nice to me."

"I like being your friend too." he admitted.

"And mommy's friend?" Petra asked innocently.

"I like being her friend too." He smirked.

"That's good. I hope we're friends forever." Petra said to him.

"We will be." he promised.

After a full tour of the house and where everything is Punk left Cliff's number in case of an emergency and even had dinner with them again. AJ was cleaning up dinner and then headed upstairs to tuck Petra in. She stopped at the guest room Petra was staying in when she heard Punk reading a comic to her.

"Your voices are so silly!" Petra giggled.

"My voices are awesome." He defended.

"Batman and Bruce Wayne aren't supposed to sound the same!" she as she continued to giggle.

"Ok." Punk said reading the next line but in a deeper voice and Petra laughed more.

AJ had to smile at the fact that Punk had been the only one to cheer up Petra up this entire time. If he wasn't the best for providing a roof over their heads, saving her life and keeping their secret then making his daughter smile again definitely made him the best. She watched from the door as he finished the story and turned out the light.

"I was just going to say goodnight." AJ smiled stepping in.

"I have to get going anyway." Punk said to her.

"When are you coming back Punk?" Petra asked.

"A few days maybe more." Punk said to her and she frowned. "I'll be around and my friend Cliff is really just a big kid himself so you'll get a kick of him."

"But you'll come back to see me right?" Petra asked.

"I sure will." he promised.

"Punk has to work honey." AJ reminded her. "So just say thank you and goodnight."

"Goodnight and thank you so much." she said as she yawned.

"No problem." he said then walked out of the bedroom.

Punk leaned against the wall next to Petra's room and waited for AJ so he could say goodbye to her.

"...I like it here mommy." he heard Petra say.

"I bet you do." She laughed.

"But can I call daddy tomorrow?" Petra asked.

"We'll see." she said sadly.

"I really like Punk." Petra told her. "He's very nice."

"Yes he is." she said pulling her blankets up for her.

"Can we stay here forever? Maybe daddy could come see us?" Petra asked.

"We're not staying forever." AJ told her and she frowned. "And daddy isn't coming to us."

"Why not?" Petra asked.

AJ felt like she had this conversation every night since they left and that's because she had. She didn't blame Petra for being confused or sad or wanting her father but AJ just wanted to move on from this.

"Remember when you broke Punk's vase?" she asked and Petra nodded. "You were afraid weren't you?"

"Yes I was." She admitted.

"You shouldn't feel afraid ever." AJ said to her. "I don't want you to flinch or be scared if you trip." she told her. "You deserve to be happy and be a kid. You're allowed to make mistakes and drop things. You shouldn't have to listen to him yelling."

"Or hitting you?" Petra asked and she frowned. AJ was sure Petra never saw anything.

"Yea." She said to her quietly.

"Why did he hit you mommy?" Petra asked her.

"I don't know and no matter what the reason was for him doing it, it was wrong." AJ told her. "No one should be hit and you shouldn't have to see it or think that's the normal way of life. I want you to have a better example and do better than me."

"Like how?" Petra asked confused.

"Like I want you to grow up being respected and when you're much older and decide to get married I want you to know to be with someone who loves and respects you." AJ said gently moving her hair out of her face.

"Daddy doesn't love you anymore?" Petra asked.

"You don't hurt the people you love." AJ said to her. "And nothing scares me more than you thinking that someone can do that to you and still love you."

"You mean I should marry a prince?" Petra asked her.

"Yes a Prince." AJ smiled.

"Is daddy your Prince?" Petra asked her as she yawned

"It's way passed your bedtime." she smiled avoiding her question. "I love you."

"I love you more." Petra countered. "And I don't feel scared tonight mommy. It's ok to have accidents sometimes."

"It sure is." AJ said proudly that she felt she taught her daughter an important lesson. "Get some sleep." she kissed Petra on the bead and left the room.

When AJ stepped out of the room, closing the door behind her, she saw Punk leaning against the wall and he gave her a faint smile.

"I didn't mean to eavesdrop." he said standing straight. "But you really are great with her."

"I was going to say the same thing to you." She smirked. "She really adores you."

"It's hard to not adore me." Punk teased smugly.

"That's why I think we're going to be leaving soon." She said and he frowned. "I don't want her to get too attached to you."

"Do you have somewhere better to be?" He smirked. "Were you planning on leaving Chicago?"

"I don't think so." She said to him. "I haven't given it much thought."

"You both seem to like it here in the City and as long as you're near I'll hang out with Petra." he said to her. "She's great and honestly it's nice to have someone to talk comics with."

"You're an amateur." She grinned. "And I'd kick your ass at GTA."

"You're a gamer and comic junkie?" he smirked.

"Guilty." AJ smirked. "Where do you think Petra got it from?"

"Not her father clearly." he laughed.

"I have so much I had to leave home." she said with a sigh. "Seth wasn't too into my Batman t-shirts anyway."

"If I didn't think he was the worst before..." Punk teased. "I like Petra and you. Stick around at least until I get done with this case."

"Ok." She said to him.

"I should get going." He said walking towards the stairs. "If there's anything else you need just call Cliff and he will be by in the morning to check in. He's a big kid like and will probably sneak candy for Petra so watch him." he warned.

"I'm sure it will be fine." AJ smiled.

"I might be gone a few days or weeks I don't even know." he said to her. "Just make yourself at home and if anything feels wrong you know what to do."

"I do." She assured him.

"Goodnight." He said kissing her cheek then walked towards the stairs.

AJ grabbed his wrist so he turned to face him and pulled his face down to kiss her. She knew she was still legally married but she had every right to feel good and she had a strong feeling Punk would be the man for the job. Punk didn't hesitate and wrapped his arm around her waist and let his free hand tangle in her hair. He backed her towards the bedroom slowly and kicked the door closed behind him.

"I don't want to compromise your values." he said pulling away from the kiss. "No matter how bad I want to." he said and watched as she took a step back and lifted her shirt over her head and he titled his head to admire her chest that was covered by a green bra. "I like green." was really all Punk could get out.

AJ just smiled as her hands moved to her jeans but Punk placed his hands over hers to halt her movements and now she wasn't sure if he was changing his mind. He then snapped the top button of her jeans with his own hands as he looked down at what he was doing carelessly then lowered the zipper. He looked back up at her and was sporting a very serious face. He leaned down and kissed her again then lifted her by the ass so her legs were bents at his thighs and he carried her over to the bed and dropped her in the middle.

Punk's hands pushed her jeans down her legs and he parted his lips to fully get them off of her. He was now rushing a bit before an interruption or in case one of them came to their senses. He removed his own top and tossed it to the floor and kicked off his own jeans in the process so the two of them were now on equal footing and in only their underwear. He rested on her body comfortably and kissed her rapidly as he grew harder by the second. AJ reached into his boxers and began to stroke him as he kissed her and growled into their kiss. His mouth moved from hers and tugged at her bra to free one of her breasts and began to kiss and suck on her hardening nub. AJ rolled her eyes in pleasure as she still moved her hand up and down his shaft.

"That feels good." he groaned against her breast.

"So does your mouth." She admitted unashamed of how good he was making her truly feel.

Punk's arm moved down her stomach and began to rub his fingers over her panties but he wasn't going to have to do it for long because she was already so wet for him, that was major turn on him for him. AJ watched as his mouth played with her breast and bit on her bottom lip as the visual alone was enough to send her into an orgasm. She then felt his his hand push her panties to the side and two fingers stretched into her core without warning and she let out a gasp.

"That ok?" he asked looking up at her and she only nodded as she moaned. "You deserve a prince too." he informed her and her eyes shot open and she gave him a sad smile. His face moved back up to hers and he gave her a long drawn out kiss.

"Make love to me." She requested using her free hand to pull his out of her panties. He nodded and pulled her panties down and she kicked them the rest of the way off.

She was still holding onto him as she guided his hardness to her entrance and teased herself slightly before pushing him into her body. She let go of him and he pushed even further into her as she gasped then one more push until he couldn't go any further.

"That's amazing." she moaned as her breathing became heavy.

"You're so tight." he groaned adjusting himself. "I don't want to hurt you."

"You cant." She promised him and he kissed her again and that's when he began to move his hips.

He glided in and out of her body with the help of her body's made juices and felt her bite onto his bottom lip. He continued to kiss her as he hands explored his back and dug her nails gently into his back. It was sweet and tender and something she hadn't experienced in a long time from Seth.

"More." She encouraged and he began to move harder as he lifted his body slightly and used all over his lower strength. "Just like that." she smiled wide and began to match his pace.

Punk eyed the beautiful woman underneath him as if she was crazy. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever been with, sweet, innocent, loving, selfless, brave and strong. How anyone could hit or hurt this woman was beyond him. She must have felt him staring at him because she opened her eyes and now look concerned.

"Is something wrong?" She asked nervously then grunted when he hit into her again.

"You're just so gorgeous." He said in a very serious voice. "So very gorgeous."

AJ could feel herself blushing and lifted her legs so they were wrapped against his waist and he dropped his upper body onto hers and buried his face in her neck and inhaled her amazing smelling hair. They were both quiet enough to not wake Petra but the room was filled with tiny gasps, moans and heavy breathing for the next fifteen minutes. His hips were now moving rapidly as he felt both were nearing the end.

"Ugh." she grunted and gasped.

"That's it." He encouraged. "You're right there do it."

"Oh my god." She cried out as quietly as possible and arched up and had one of the most satisfying orgasms of her life.

When AJ dropped her legs Punk pulled out of her quickly and she reached over and stroked him a few times until he came onto her stomach. He didn't even care to lay in his own mess as he dropped back onto her body and caught his breath.

"Thank you." She said to him and he had to laugh.

"I really wish you'd stop thanking me." Punk said amused and picked his head up. "But I feel as if I should be the one thanking you."

"It's been a long time-" she admitted.

"You were so good." he said honestly. "So good that I would consider blowing off my entire case to do this with you everyday."

"I would never be that selfish to ask you to do that." she laughed tracing one of his shoulder tattoos with her finger.

"You wouldn't." He smirked. "You don't have a selfish bone in your body."

"I wouldn't say that." She said frowning. "I am a married woman and here I am."

"Regret it?" He asked her.

"No." she said with a chuckle. "That was too good and worth it."

"You don't owe him anything." Punk said seriously looking into her eyes. "Not your loyalty, your abstinence, your love, your child- none of it." he said to her. "You're married on paper but not in your heart and that's where it counts."

"You're right." she agreed listening carefully.

"Everyone deserves to be selfish sometimes." He said to her kissed her lips. "I probably should have left and went to work but I took the selfish route too."

"I'm glad you did." She blushed.

The next morning Punk's alarm went off at 8am and now he really had to run. He looked over to where AJ was sleeping and of course his alarm woke her.

"You're leaving?" she asked rolling over to face him.

"Yea I've got a meeting." He said sitting up and throwing on his boxers then his jeans. "I'll be around again."

"I hope so." She grinned and he bent over and kissed her lips.

"Enjoy the house, do what you want but be careful." he said to her. "A few days most likely but I have to spend more time at the apartment or they'll catch on and I do not want these guys to know that I have a beautiful woman and cute kid at my place." he said cringing at the thought of those men getting their hands on AJ and Petra who fit their criteria perfectly.

"It's really ok." she said to him. "Do your job and don't worry about us."

"I doubt I'll be able to do that but ok." Punk smirked throwing his shirt on now. "Don't contact Seth." he said to her. "I heard Petra ask you but he knows you're in Chicago-"

"I wasn't planning on it." she assured him. "Be safe."

"I always am." he smirked and walked to the door then stopped and jogged back cutely and kissed her one last time. "Cliff will know how to get to me if you need-"

"-anything I know." She laughed. "Just get to work and close this case so we could hang out more."

"Right." he smirked then walked out the door and slowly closed it behind him.

Punk passed Petra's room and cracked her door open and saw she was still sleeping soundly then closed her door and headed to the stairs. He was zipping up his pants as he jogged down the stairs then heard a cough and his head jerked up already wondering where his weapon was but it wasn't an intruder.

"What are you doing here so early?" Punk asked Cliff.

"I told you I'd stop by." Cliff shrugged. "Didn't realize you'd still be here." he grinned and nodded towards him. "Stayed the night, huh?" he teased.

"Obviously." Punk said annoyed grabbing his sneakers that were by the door.

"How was it?" Cliff asked still grinning.

"Really?" Punk asked disgusted.

"So I can't make a play for her?" Cliff asked and Punk glared at him.

"No." Punk said gruffly. "You're supposed to be keeping an eye out of them not trying to have sex with AJ."

"Whatever." Cliff shrugged.

"I appreciate you doing this." Punk said to him.

"I owe you one or two or three." Cliff said losing count already. "I ow you a lot actually." he laughed. "I checked in on Detective Rollins by the way and he's not in Jersey."

"What?" Punk asked.

"Seems like he's flying out here to look for his wife and kid." Cliff informed him. "So I got antsy and wanted to come by."

"He won't find her here." Punk said to him.

"It's not just them I'm worried about." Cliff said to him. "The one Detective knows your face."

"So?" Punk shrugged. "I don't give a shit."

"They're probably waiting out at your cover apartment." Cliff said to him.

"That's fine." Punk smirked.

"You can't take all three." Cliff argued. "How about I drive back with you?"

"No you need to stay here." Punk said to him. "I'm not even going back there right now because I have a meeting with Ratner who is going to get me an introduction to Boyle."

"You're inching closer." Cliff noted. "But maybe you don't go back there for a few days?"

"I'll worry about me you worry about them." Punk said to him. "This guy is dangerous and he's going to kill her to get Petra."

"Where is that evidence she had?" Cliff asked.

"It's in a safe place that's neither here nor there." Punk smirked proudly.

"You really had to involve yourself with this?" Cliff asked him.

"You would have done the same thing." Punk said to him as he tied his sneakers. "Besides they're both great and deserve to be safe."

"You like them?" Cliff smirked.

"You're going to too." Punk informed him standing up and slipping on his jacket.

"When I can't be around and I feel something isn't right Colt agreed to swing by too." Cliff told him.

"Good but don't let it get further than Colt. Rollins might have friends here and I don't want anyone catching on to this." Punk warned him.

"You're still here?" AJ asked surprised walking down the stairs in a pair of very short shorts and a white tank-top.

"You're right I am going to like her." Cliff said grinning at Punk.

"AJ come meet Cliff." Punk said waving her down.

"Hi." AJ smiled extending her hand.

"Nice to finally meet you. I've heard a lot about you." Cliff said shaking her hand and smiling.

"You as well." She said to him.

"Alright." Punk said prying Cliff's hand off of hers.

"I'm going to go start the coffee." Cliff said to her. "Meet me in the kitchen whenever you're ready and we'll talk."

"I'll be right in." she said to him and walked Punk to the door.

AJ opened the front door for him and leaned against as he walked through it but stopped in the middle. He opened his mouth to say something but just shook his head and smirked. He gave her another kiss but this one was much deeper as he cupped her cheek with one of his hands.

"A few days." He said to her.

"Alright." she said unable to her hide blushed cheeks.

AJ watched from the door as Punk climbed into his car and drove off. Taking off was a huge risk but meeting Punk and having a night like that? One where not only did her daughter giggle and go to sleep feeling scared and she had an amazing night herself made it all worth it. She wouldn't tell him but she couldn't wait to see him again...