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Kiss My Eyes

Punk worked the next week straight making more connections and getting closer. He was now positive he was now positive he was the first UC to get this deep into the organization. Punk was told to lay low for the next couple of days and although he should go back to his cover apartment which was where he was headed but he wasn't planning on staying. He was dying to AJ and Petra. He wanted to know how they were doing, he picked up more comics for Petra and was itching for some alone time with AJ. He walked into his cover apartment just to pick up the comics and take a shower but there was a man sitting on his couch with his feet up on the table looking at his phone.

"Finally." The man laughed putting his phone down and Punk reached for his gun that was behind his back. "No need to shoot me." he insisted. "As soon as someone hears a shot go off in here you'll be dead on the floor."

"You work for Boyle I presume?" Punk questioned still keeping his hand near his gun just in case. Ian Boyle was the scum of the earth and he was expecting him to send people to scope him out.

"No." the man laughed and now Punk was confused.

The man stood up slowly smiling and kept his hands open to prove to Punk he wasn't going to shoot him. He reached his shirt and lifted it slightly to show off his badge.

"You have a warrant?" Punk spat.

"I do not." the man said casually.

"So get the fuck out." Punk said simply nodding towards the door.

"I'm looking for my daughter and wife." he said to him and now it hit Punk. "Heard you were the man to talk to."

"Don't know what you're talking about." Punk said shrugging. "Get out."

"My buddy told me that you spent a few hours in my wife's apartment that was across the hall then pulled a gun on him when he tried to talk to her." Seth said to him.

"You mean the guy throwing her around and choking her?" Punk asked.

"That's not how I heard it went down." Seth said to him. "You look like a guy who needs a few bucks." he said to him.

"I don't know where your wife and daughter are." Punk said to him.

"She got to you, huh?" Seth chuckled. "Big doe eyes, sad story about how I made her life hell when it's nothing further from the truth."

"I'm not interested in your story or your wife." Punk informed him.

"What were you and my wife doing in her apartment for all that time?" Seth asked casually looking around the apartment.

"Fixing a leaky faucet." he lied and Seth laughed.

"Yea? Her leaky faucet?" Seth teased. "I know my wife and kid were across the street because I searched that place up and down and this is Petra's GameBoy." he said picking it up off the table. "She left it behind and I assume she only left it because they were rushing."

"Wonder why they were rushing?" he smirked.

"Didn't even realize they left." he said simply.

"I also found this." Seth said holding up a little sock. "It's my daughter's sock in your bedroom. So let me ask you something Punk are you going to tell me the truth or am I going to kill you for thinking you did something with my precious little daughter." he hissed coldly.

"Relax." Punk said seriously. He had no doubt no matter how bad Seth was he would kill him with no hesitation if he thought he touched his daughter in anyway. "AJ and Petra slept in my bed after your friend came by and I was on the couch."

"I thought so." Seth said to him with a slow nod. "AJ is too attached to Petra and well, you're a pretty well respected cop Detective Brooks." Punk was now stunned he knew who he was. "What's the case?" he asked as if they were old friends and sat back on the couch.

"You need to leave. Now." Punk warned in a chilling voice.

"Where are you hiding my wife and kid?" Seth asked him. "I know my wife and I know she cried to you about what a monster I am but I'm really not." he said to him. "I love my daughter and I wouldn't hurt her ever."

"What about AJ?" Punk asked.

"You have a thing for my wife?" Seth asked with a laugh.

"No I meant were you a monster to her? Do you love her?" Punk asked.

"Love her to death." Seth said seriously. "I want my family back."

"Should have thought about that before you beat AJ." Punk shrugged.

"I provide for my family." Seth said simply. "It's not easy on a cops salary as I'm sure you could understand. I keep them in a huge house, food on the table, designer clothes on their backs and there is nothing I wouldn't do for them."

"You can buy them as much stuff as you want doesn't change what you are." Punk said to him. "A dirty cop who beats on his wife."

"She has no legal right to take her from me and you of all people know that." Seth said to him.

"Yet you haven't made this a legal issue?" Punk smirked. "AJ has been Petra's caregiver and any judge in the world is going to side with you over her. Your badge isn't going to get you your daughter and you know that already or else you would be here with a warrant."

"I just want to know where they are." Seth said to him simply. "We're brothers here, help me out."

"I wouldn't help you if you were on fire." Punk said bluntly. "And I don't know where they went. They were gone by the time I woke up that next morning."

"I know she's still in the City." Seth said to him.

"She might be." Punk shrugged. "Or she's halfway to California I couldn't tell you and to be honest I wouldn't."

"Did you sleep with my wife Detective?" Seth asked bluntly.

"Do you really want to know the answer to that question?" Punk smirked smugly.

"I guess I just got my answer." Seth said with a sarcastic laugh.

"I'm not tell you shit." Punk said to him.

"How was Petra?" Seth asked almost sadly and Punk would have pitied the man if Petra wasn't already molded by fear because of him.

"I didn't get to know her or your wife that well for that matter. She seemed happy with her mom." Punk said to him.

"Why didn't you report a woman on the run with her kid?" Seth asked now.

"Why didn't you?" Punk asked back.

"Did she show you any proof to back up her allegations?" Seth questioned. "Or did you just listen to her sobs and then consul her in bed?"

"She didn't go into details and didn't even give me her real name until Petra slipped." Punk lied. "I haven't seen her since that night."

"She's not perfect either you know." Seth said to him. "If you just 'happen' to see or speak to her again ask her about Milo my old partner." he insisted. "Ask Ms. Innocent about him."

"I don't really care." Punk lied playing it off.

"Here's my card." Seth said leaving it on the table. "We have a mutual connection, we both work the same job, we live the same life and I'm sure you've been in my shoes. Do you have any kids?"

"I'm not discussing my personal life with you." Punk said to him.

"I just want to be with my daughter." Seth said to him. "No matter what has gone done in our marriage I have always been good to Petra, she's half me!" he laughed. "I deserve to see her and speak to her. Taking her out of the state is one thing but not even letting me talk to her isn't right. Maybe if she'd meet me halfway I wouldn't be following her over the country."

"You're on your own because like I said I don't know where they went and I wouldn't help you anyway. We're not brothers, we have nothing in common and I don't want you around here." Punk said simply. "I suggest you go home, lick your wounds and if you want a relationship with your daughter try asking AJ nicely."

"I'm done playing nice with her." Seth said walking to the door. "I'm sure I'll be seeing you around Detective."

Seth walked out the door and the minute he did Punk bit on his lower lip and counted to ten so he didn't run after the smug abuser and beat him as badly as he had beaten AJ in the past.

A few hours later when Punk checked to make sure Seth or his buddies weren't around he took the train to his old place. His car would be easy to follow and he actually loved taking the train. He made it to the house at around 1 in the morning and when he walked in the front door he saw Cliff sitting on the couch.

"What are you doing here?" Punk asked.

"Rollins has been asking around so I've been crashing here." Cliff shrugged as he played a video game. "Fuck!" he yelled.

"Are you playing my games?" Punk asked him.

"Yea I am because that little brat upstairs keeps kicking my ass." Cliff said in a disgusted voice and Punk slapped him upside his head.

"Don't call her a brat." he warned him.

"It's my nickname for her." Cliff said simply. "We're buddies. She even likes me better than you."

"Doubt that." he scoffed.

"No it's true. She said it." Cliff said and Punk frowned.

"Did she really?" he asked almost sadly.

"Yup." Cliff said keeping his eyes on the game.

"Where's AJ?" Punk asked him.

"She's waiting for me in bed, she decided she likes me better than you too." Cliff said and Punk snatched the controller from him. "It was a joke. Well the AJ part was not Petra." he smirked. "She's upstairs I assume sleeping."

"Her husband was at my place tonight." Punk told him.

"No shit." Cliff said looking up at him.

"I played it off like I didn't much and I think he bought it. Problem is he knows I'm a cop and if he knows that he'll know where I really live and will probably check it out here." Punk said to him.

"Well I'll hang around if he comes by. Say I'm a roommate or crashing here. But the bigger problem is that he showed up at your UC apartment and he could blow your case."

"He doesn't know what I'm working on." Punk said brushing it off. "I'm going upstairs, you'll still be here?"

"Yea I'm gonna hang around and beat Petra's scores." Cliff said starting the game over.

"You do that." Punk said annoyed and then headed up the stairs.

AJ was in bed but she wasn't sleeping, she was reading a book when he walked into the room.

"Hi." She smiled closing the book and taking her glasses off.

"Hey." He said kicking off of his shoes and crawling onto the bed.

He was on his stomach and reached up so she could lean down and greet him with a kiss.

"How's the case?" she asked him.

"It's moving forward." he said to her. "Slowly but surely."

"Good." She said to him. "Something wrong?"

"I met your husband tonight." He said to her and face fell. He grabbed her wrist because he knew her first reaction would be to jump out of bed and pack up Petra and run. "He's not coming here."

"You can't be so sure." AJ whispered. "What did he say?"

"I was actually expecting him because obviously he questioned me helping you. He has no idea where you are right now and has no idea you're in my home." Punk assured her. "Cliff is going to be around more to make sure of that."

"Did he threaten you?" AJ asked and he scoffed.

"No." he said to her. "He was just looking for Petra."

"He can't have her." AJ said strongly yet holding back tears.

"He won't." Punk agreed. "Here." he said reaching into his pocket and passing her Petra's sock. "He found that in my room."

"Sorry." AJ said shaking her head at her mistake.

"I think he thought I was a pervert." Punk laughed.

"Ugh." AJ cringed. "I'm really sorry about this. Did he mess up your case?"

"No not at all." He assured her. "He uh, told me if I saw you to mention Milo." he added casually and she rolled her eyes. "Who is Milo?"

"Milo used to be Seth's partner. They were rookies in the academy together." she said to him. "He was a really nice guy. I had known him almost as long as I had known Seth."

"He implied you had an affair." Punk said looking up at her.

"And?" she asked him. "That bothers you?"

"Not at all. I wouldn't blame you." He said to her.

"It wouldn't change the way you look at me?" she asked him.

"Of course not." Punk said to her.

"Well that's good. But I never had an affair." She said to him. "But I wanted to." she admitted. "Seth wasn't physical with me yet but he was so mean." she remembered. "He would scream at me for everything and Petra was a newborn and he was no help. Milo was always at the house and he actually helped me." she smiled. "He would help with dinner, laundry and even Petra. Then he would talk to me for hours while Seth was out doing god knows what with god knows who."

"So what happened?" he asked curiously.

"Seth started to catch on that Milo was around a lot and I kept inviting him over." AJ said to him. "Nothing physical was happening between us but it was pissing him off. So much to the point that Seth stopped going out and made my nights miserable at home. I snapped one night." she said thinking about to that night.

"I don't understand why you can't just take the dishes out of the washer for me." AJ said doing it herself. "I do everything around here!"

"You don't work." Seth reminded her. "I bring home the bacon and you cook it!"

"What happened to you?" AJ asked.

"What happened? My wife started to eye fuck my best friend that's what happened! I work all day and night to provide you with everything you want and you bitch about dishes and cleaning when all I want to do is spend time with my daughter and be with my wife." Seth defended.

"You don't want to spend time with us ever." AJ laughed. "And I'm not eye fucking Milo."

"Even the way you say his name is fucking disgusting." Seth cringed. "What is going on between you two?"

"Nothing." she told him honestly.

"All those nights I'm out working-" he started.

"-are you really?" AJ snorted. "I smell the perfume on your clothes." she said disgusted. "The makeup on the collar of your shirts."

"It's work stuff." he said annoyed that she would even bring it up.

"I'm sure it is." She remarked.

"So what I do makes it ok for you to act like a bitch in heat?" Seth asked.

"I've never had sex with Milo." AJ informed him. "But believe me given the opportunity I would rip his clothes off and give him the best damn night of his life!" Seth just narrowed his eyes at her. "He treats me with respect, listens to me, helps me, cares for Petra! He's a real man." she said to him with a grin. "Last night when we were together I was thinking of him the entire time."

Seth arm swung out and his palm slapped across her cheek stunning her as she held her cheek and looked at him in shock.

"You ungrateful bitch." he spat. "After the amazing life I've provided for you! I gave you Petra! This is how you fucking thank me!" he screamed grabbing her by the face and shaking her violently.

"That was the first night he ever hit me." AJ said to him and he was sickened by the entire story. "I just convinced myself I deserved it."

"You didn't do anything wrong." He said to her. "What did ever happen to Milo?"

"I never saw him again." AJ said with a sad smile. "He transferred to the NYPD and that was it."

"He gave off a major asshole vibe to me." he said to her.

"I don't want to think about his anymore." She said to him.

"Sorry I even bought it up." he said ending the conversation. "But uh- did Petra really say she likes Cliff better than me?" he asked in a pout and she laughed. "She did, didn't she?"

"She did not say that." she laughed. "He's been trying to get her to say that and bribed her with candy."

"So she didn't mean it?" Punk asked.

"Of course not. She's asked about you every night." AJ told him and he smiled.

"Yea? Me?" he asked eagerly.

"Yea. You." she laughed.

"I'll be here in the morning I can see her." Punk said to her.

"Do you really like spending time with her?" AJ asked him.

"Hell yea I do." he said to her. "She's a great kid."

"She is." AJ agreed. "All thanks to me."

"Yes I agree with that she doesn't have any of that charm that Seth has." he remarked sarcastically.

"I've missed you." she admitted with a faint smile sliding down the bed.

"Yea?" he smirked and she nodded as she placed her hand behind his neck and her lips were inches away from his lips.

"I keep dreaming about our night." she whispered.

"Yea is it good?" he teased.

"Eh." she shrugged. "It's alright."

"Really?" He asked with a laugh pushing her onto her back. Punk's hands cupped her breasts over her thing t-shirt. "Want to change that answer."

"I wake up in the middle of the night wet." She whispered and his eyes lit up.
"Yea?" He grinned pulling her shirt over her head already knowing she didn't have a bra on.

AJ just bit on her bottom lip and nodded.

"She's really sleeping right?" he asked her and AJ nodded.

"She ran around the park all day with Cliff chasing her- literally." she snorted.

"I warned you he was like a big kid." He laughed pulling his shirt off next as he remained on his knees straddling her lying body.

"He's been great." She said to him.

"Good." He said not wanting to discuss Cliff or Petra any further.

Punk placed his mouth over hers and greedily kissed her. He had missed her just as much as she missed him and was eagerly anticipating reuniting with her. He kissed down her throat now and straight down her cleavage and left a wait trail down her stomach. His fingers tugged at the spandex around her sweats and tugged her sweats with her panties down her body. Punk flipped her body so she was on her stomach and lifted her hips up so she was on her knees.

"I've never-" she started.

"Never what?" he asked placing kisses over her two plump cheeks. "Do you even know what I'm about to do?"

"No." She admitted.

"I'll take care of you." he assured her. "Take a pillow and bite into it if you get too loud."

Punk licked her folds from her bent position and now she knew why he warned her about the pillow and quickly reached for it. She wasn't sure how he was so good at this but she never wanted to know. His slick tongue teased her entrance while his fingers massaged her perfectly and from this position it was amazing. She bit into the pillow as he lapped her up until she came.

AJ rolled onto her back and Punk smirked as he sucked on the tips of his fingers and eyed her. She then watched as he tugged his pants down next and was able to get a good view of him and wow- he was double the size of Seth. AJ sat up and wrapped her hands around him and stroked him all the while looking up at him and kept her eyes locked on him when she began to suck on his head. Her hands moved from him there as her mouth occupied his member. Her hands roamed his back and squeezed his butt cheeks then her nails ran up his stomach as she watched him watch her.

"That's really good." he grunted running his hands through her hair then tugged her mouth away from him.

AJ was still on her knees and backed up so Punk could get on the bed and was too on his knees and kissed her, pressing her bare body against his. She could feel his hardness poking her stomaching as his right hand tangled in her hair and cupped the back of her head to control the intense kiss and his other wandered down her back to cup her ass. Punk moved to sit on the bed correctly and AJ fell into his lap and dropped onto his shaft.

They never stopped kissing as she moved up and down and he thrust into her to match her rhythm. His hands were all over the soft skin on her back and his head was moving side to side as they seemed to want to devour each other with the kiss. Her arms were wrapped his neck and her hips were moving quicker and quicker. After fifteen minutes of the most glorious love making she had ever had where it wasn't just about the sex but the kisses and touching as well she was just at her breaking point and him massaging her clit only pushed her into her orgasm quicker.

Punk was fast with removing AJ off of his body but she was just as quick as he didn't even realize she took him back into his mouth just as he was about to come and drank down what his body offered her. He was very impressed and now turned was turned on again.

"That was fucking hot." He said dropping onto the bed next to her.

"I have a lot of pent up sexual aggression." she teased.

"Yea? You can go another round?" he asked innocently.

"You bet your ass." she said seriously and rolled onto his stomach.

The next morning Petra was in the kitchen with Cliff and the two were eating donuts.

"Mommy isn't going to like this." Petra said with a full mouth.

"What your mommy doesn't know can't hurt her." Cliff smirked.

"You are the worst influence ever." Punk said walking into the kitchen.

"Punk!" Petra squealed jumped out of her chair and running to him. "I've missed you!" she said as he lifted her up and hugged her.

"I missed you too." He said holding her tight. "Are you having fun with Cliff?"

"Yes. I beat him at everything." Petra told him and Cliff rolled his eyes behind her.

"I'm not surprised." He laughed putting her down. "Stop eating donuts." he said to her. "We're going out for breakfast."

"We are?" Petra asked happily.

"You three go. I need some sleep. I was up all night beating Petra's scores." Cliff yawned.

"No way you did you beat them." Petra snapped glaring at him.

"No but I'm real close." he said childishly.

"Thanks man." Punk said slapping his back as he walked out of the kitchen.

"I haven't broken anything." Petra informed him proudly.

"Wouldn't have cared if you did." Punk smirked pouring himself a cup of coffee.

"Where is mommy?" Petra asked him.

"She was just waking up she'll be down in a minute." Punk told her.

"Did you sleep in mommy's bed?" Petra asked him and he almost choked on his coffee.

"I uh-." He started nervously scratching the back of his head. "I got you some comics by the way." he said to her.

"Oh really?" she asked clapping her hands together. Kids were very easy to distract he decided.

"Morning." AJ smiled as she entered the kitchen on cloud nine practically. She kissed Petra on the head and glided over to the coffee.

"You're very happy mommy." Petra giggled. "Is it because Punk is taking us out for breakfast?"

"I didn't realize he was." She said looking over to him.

"I am." He confirmed. "I want a big breakfast."

"I could just make you one." She offered.

"Or I could just you both out for one." he countered sipping his coffee.

"Go brush your teeth, hair and get dressed." AJ said to Petra who then raced out of the kitchen.

"Morning." He smirked as she walked over to him and he leaned down to kiss her. "Sleep ok?"

"I slept great." She admitted with a cheesy grin. "You?"

"Best night sleep in a week and it's not just because I was in an actual bed for a change." he said to her.

"It was the company sleeping next to you?" She smirked.

"Yup." he said to her. "You know after today I have to get back to the apartment and I won't be around for a while."

"I know." She said understanding his job.

"I'm not like Seth." he said to her and she laughed.

"No kidding." She said still laughing. "Go do your job. I'll be here when you get back." she assured him. "Unless Seth finds me and kills me." She teased but he saw zero humor in the comment. "You have to laugh about it or you'll just cry about it."

"I don't like dead AJ jokes." He said to her. "I just got used to her in my life."

"Oh did you? Is it magical?" she asked teasingly.

"Mind blowing." He grinned as she pressed her body into his and he nipped at her lips. "And I'm not just referring to the sex."

"Before this goes anywhere not that I have expectations because at the end of the day I'm technically on the run-" she started.

"You're not on the run." he corrected. "But please, go ahead." he mocking encouraged as he folding his arms and drank his coffee.

"Petra and I are a package deal." She said to him. "There is nothing without her."

"Have I ever given you the slightest indication that I don't want Petra around?" he asked her.

"No." She said feeling stupid for even bringing it up.

"I don't know what this is AJ but obviously you two are a package, a freakishly tiny package to be exact, but that's ok with me." He said to her.

"Seth resented me when Petra came." She said to him.

"Seth didn't realize how awesome his daughter was." Punk shrugged. "His loss is someone else's gain. Look I'm still working this case and I'm not going to be around to properly date you so I don't want to hold you to anything."

"I get that." AJ said to him.

"I'm ready!" Petra announced running into the kitchen and AJ jumped away from being so close to Punk. "Were you kissing?"

"No." "Ew no." Punk and AJ said at the same time and when Punk said 'ew' AJ glared at him, he quickly mouthed 'sorry' to her.

"Are you sure?" Petra asked eyeing the two.

"Yup." AJ forced out hating to lie to Petra.

"Daddy will be so mad at you mommy." Petra warned her shaking her head.

"Why don't you go upstairs and get your jacket." She suggested.

"Ok." Petra said skipping out of the room.

"She's just a kid." Punk said to her.

"I hate lying to her." AJ said to him. "But she's right, if Seth wasn't going to kill me for taking Petra he'd surely kill me for this."

"Stop with the killing you stuff." He groaned. "I hate that talk. No one is killing anybody." he assured her rubbing his hands up and down her arms. "She's just a kid AJ and she obviously wants her mom and dad back together it doesn't mean it's the right thing."

"I know she said forcing a smile." she said looking up at him.

"You're allowed to be happy too." he reminded her. "You're entitled to find a rich, handsome, cop from Chicago that could also be compared to a Prince." he teased seriously and she laughed. "I love your laugh." he grinned and kissed her.

AJ happily kissed him back. She had soak up as much time with him as possible before he left again. So caught up in the moment neither realized the little eyes peeking through the door. Petra was not happy to her mom with a man that was her dad. A tear escaped her eye and she slipped away unnoticed. Petra walked into her mothers room and found her purse where she knew she hid her cellphone. She remembered Seth's number since he made her recite the number a billion times in case of an emergency. The phone rang only twice before she heard his voice.

"Hi daddy." Petra sniffled into the phone. "Can you come get me please?"