a/n: Had an amazing week as I met Elle for the first time ever and we just had a blast together. Sorry for not updating on Monday I just got so caught up in getting things ready and such that I totaly forgot but Chapters 39-44 have been ready for the longest time, but they won't all be uploaded at the moment.

I swear I have winners but I'm in a rush this afternoon so I'll announce next chapter and we'll include our two winners very soon. Promise.

UM..I don't think I have much else to say so enjoy. x

Fix You

A.J looked at Punk and he gave her a slight nod as they pushed the door open, and sure enough sitting down at the large table was Vince, Paul and Stephanie. They had been called in for a meeting this morning and A.J was very reluctant about attending as she knew it would be about the dam storyline. As they entered A.J overlooked the certain goat face sitting in the corner checking his nails like it was the only important thing to do, but Punk didn't fail to miss him. He sat down across from Vince and A.J sat next to him.

"So is this ending or not?" Punk asked

Vince smirked and shook his head, "it's only begun."

"With all due respect, Vince," Punk started, "my fiancé doesn't want to be in this anymore, she wants nothing to do with Daniel and neither do I."

"Fiancé?" Daniel asked obviously baffled at the fact that she had actually chosen Punk

"Yes," Punk smirked, "fiancé."

"Okay," Vince started trying to prevent any fighting, "I want to begin the planning."

"Planning? What more can you put us through?" Punk asked eying them down

"Well you've just given us ideas," Vince smirked

"A.J, how would you like to be in charge?" Vince asked her

"In charge how?" Punk asked

"I mean, being in charge of Raw, you know our general manager," Vince smiled

"In charge?" she asked softly, "me?"

"Of course, we think you'd be great for the job," Vince smirked handing her the packet

"And adding Punk to all this madness only makes it more better," Stephanie told her, "but Punk won't be your typical everyone loves me kind of guy anymore."

"You mean going back to a heel?" Punk asked turning to see A.J's mouth slightly open as if to contemplate if this was a good idea or not

"Excatly, all this if A.J accepts," Paul told her, "and Daniel, you won't be a heel anymore."

"I won't?" Daniel asked chuckling

"No, you will however be screwed over by our general manager, thus making you into a mentally unstable -"

"No, no no," Daniel spat, "I will not be made fun of like that."

"Either that or you're out of this storyline Mr. Daniel Bryan, simple as that," Stephanie told him

"Do you accept A.J?" Vince asked

She looked at Punk her gave her a slight nod then turned to her three bosses and smiled brightly, "I'd love to."

"Then it's settled," Vince smirked passing each one of them an envelope, "and A.J, Punk."

They both turned to him and Punk knew this man had something up his sleeve, he didn't like it once bit. Either Daniel would be romatically invovled or their engagement would be used big time to give the storyline some "spark."

"I have come to the conclusion, that this engagement-"

"Here we go," mumbled an annoyed Punk

"Will be used for a boost in this storyline," Vince told them, "you understand."

"Yes sir," A.J whispered taking Punk's hand in hers

"Well that is all, I will see you three tomorrow out there and ready to give us one hell of a storyline," Paul smirked

A.J nodded and Punk growled, they headed out and didn't even check to see if Daniel was behind them or not. Punk just wanted to get to the hotel, relax with his fiancé and children and not have to worry about other things that didn't really matter at the moment. He brought A.J's hand to his lips and placed a kiss on the back of it as they walked towards his rental. They had survived a lot, a simple storyline wouldn't break them apart, right?

"OH MY GOD, GIVE IT BACK," Derrick yelled

"Ah ah ah," Kaitlyn teased as she tossed the object to Layla who in turn laughed

"Aww, Derrick's too little for this," Layla teased

"I'M TALLER THAN YOU!" Derrick whined

Layla laughed and threw the object once more and Derrick groaned going to the other side to retrieve it from the Kaitlyn only to have it thrown back to Layla. They had been doing this for about 30 minutes and Derrick was beginning to get real cranky and very dizzy.

The girls had taken away his iPod because he was singing once again while they were out eating causing them to get kicked out and begged to not come back to the restaurant as he only made the place loose customers, to which Derrick replied with a "you're lucky to be graced in my presence, you sack of baloney." So the girls had found it not only fair but necessary to punish the man for his actions -something Derrick was not pleased with.

"So you're going to be like our boss?" Kaitlyn asked as she threw Derrick's iPod to Layla

"Yeah," she sighed, "but I don't know if this is worth it."

"Why?" Layla asked, "being GM is a great opportunity."

"I know, but Punk has to be a heel now," she sighed, "I don't like that."

"I'm sure nothing bad will happen," Layla told her throwing it to Kaitlyn

"Yeah," Kaitlyn smiled throwing it back to Layla as Derrick chased them

They continued to throw the iPod until Eve walked into the locker room looking glum. The girls and even Derrick stopped what they were doing at the moment and watched the brunette sit on the couch and groan out loud as she ran her hand through her hair in frustration.

"You okay there, sweet thang?" Layla asked

"Ugh, it's just Zack," Eve groaned placing her hands in her hair once more

"What happened?" Layla asked throwing the iPod to Kaitlyn once again

"We went out on a date-"

"YES!" A.J cheered causing them all to turn to her and stare at her for a few seconds before she lowered her head and muttered, "continue."

"And well he got super nervous and it was a disaster," she squeaked out

"What did he do?" Kaitlyn asked throwing the iPod to A.J who had decided to play as well

"He hit a waiter who was carrying hot soup, he spilled something all over his pants, he made a cake fly into the air crashing on some guy's head, and then he accidentally spilled whine on my new dress," she sighed

"Who knew he was such a klutz," A.J chuckled throwing it to Layla

"Stop it," Derrick whined

"I just can't believe that happened," Layla chuckled, "forever holding this against him."

"Give it," Derrick muttered running over to Kaitlyn who had just been thrown the iPod

"So is another date in store for you two?" Kaitlyn asked placing the item in her pocket

"Give it," Derrick muttered trying to reach for her pocket

"I don't know," Eve replied as she laid on the couch, "maybe this isn't for us."

"Give it,"

"Derrick I'm talking, stop."

"Give me my iPod."

"Stop."

"NOOOOOOW."

"Derrick I said no," Kaitlyn replied, "go away."

"Fine," he muttered leaving the locker room

"Anyways, Eve go on," Layla told her as she pulled out her beddazled laptop

"Should I allow more humiliation?" Eve sighed

"Don't give up on the boy," A.J smiled, "he's good for you."

"And you're good for him," Kaitlyn smiled

"Guys, how would you feel about seeing Magic Mike this upcoming saturday?" Layla asked her eyes fixed on the screen of her laptop

"Why the random question?" Eve asked lifting her head to see Layla over the couch

"Oh, I've been meaning to see that movie, but I'm sure Cody wouldn't join me," she told them

"I'd love to," Kaitlyn chuckled, "a night away from Derrick does me good."

"It does everyone good," A.J told her sternly

"I'm down," Eve chuckled, "besides Channing Tatum is to die for."

"He is delish," Layla smirked as she kept starring at her screen

A.J stood and walked over to her bag and pulled out her laptop and glasses, the girls watched her intently as she opened the sticker plastered item and began typing real quickly.

"What are you doing?" Layla asked

"Looking for a movie to watch while you guys watch that," she explained

"Come on, A.J," Eve laughed, "go on and live a little."

"No thank you," A.J laughed, "besides Punk wouldn't like that."

"Neither would Cody or Derrick," Eve teased

"YEAH NEITHER WOULD DERRICK!" they heard Derrick yell from the outside of the locker room

The girls laughed and A.J returned to her movie search, besides she had the twins to worry about. She couldn't leave them alone with Punk, he probably couldn't handle it, she grabbed her phone and checked it, she hadn't seen Punk and the twins since returning to the arena from the meeting as Punk and John took off to buy food.

She smiled at the message from Punk with a photo attachement. It was a picture of Alee and Phillip, Alee was wearing a long sleeved grey shirt and over it was a dark black skirt. She had tights on and no shoes since she hated them, and she had on a beret as apposed to her usual headbands. Phillip was wearing a small cap, much like Punk's, he had on jeans his black converse and a long sleeved short with black and white stripes. Each twin was holding something, Alee had a stuffed giraffe Marigold had given her -which she named Harold- and Phillip was holding Punk's title belt, she thought he looked so cute as the title was much bigger than him.

"My babies are too cute," she chuckled

"I KNOW I'M CUTE YOU DON'T HAVE TO REMIND ME, A.J." Derrick yelled from outside

"Shut up," A.J told him

"Okay."

"Moron."

"Okay, I will not sit here and be blamed," John told him as he kept his eyes on the road

"And why the hell not?" Punk asked, "you had me embarrassed."

"It's your fault for bringing the twins along," John told him

"My children will not sit back there and be blamed," Punk told him

"All I know is that, that girl is stupid," John muttered

"You two are too cute to be gay," Punk mocked her in a high pitched voice

"All because we decided to both head out with you holding Alee and I holding Phillip," John groaned, "forever ruined."

"I don't know, what if she posts about it?" Punk told him, "I don't need this right now, John."

"I know," John replied, "me neither, but what do we do?"

"We pretend it never happened," Punk told him looking back to the twins who were doing their usual baby talk

"So they storyline," John drawled out looking at him and then back at the road

"I don't know, I would love to be heel once more but I don't need to have A.J involved," Punk told him as he checked his twitter

"She's a big girl," John reminded him, "is she okay with this?"

"I don't know," he replied, "she seems okay with it."

"You two need to talk it out," John told him

"I know, but I just don't want her to feel like she has to accept this," Punk told him, "I mean as far as I know she did but I feel like she was forced, you know?"

"Yeah I get you," he replied "I heard Justin was back."

"When did you hear that?" Punk asked

"Days ago, Derrick was talking to A.J about him," John told him watching Punk's hand clench his phone tighter

"What did he tell her?" Punk asked

"He was just saying if she had talked to him yet, or seen him," John told him eying him carefully and keeping his eye on the road as well

"And she replied?"

"She said they talked for a few seconds and he held Alee and they talked for a bit," John replied

"I bet that bastard was all over her when I was...yeah," Punk muttered

"I don't think so, I mean they did live together for a bit bu-"

"Wait, what?" Punk asked looking at him with anger seeping into his eyes

"Yeah, he took care of her -if you will- and they lived in Union City," John told him as they parked the car

"That pathetic weasel," Punk growled

At that moment John parked the car and Punk didn't wait one second as he unbuckled his belt and opened the door and with one swift movement he was out shutting the door as he stepped out. John did the same but watched Punk walk off without the twins.

"Wait, no, Punk," John groaned looking at the twins, "okay lets see how I manage to not squish you both."

Punk walked off to the men's locker room, maybe part of him was insane for thinking bad of the situation, perhaps Justin was just helping out A.J because he couldn't do so for the simple fact that he hardly remembered but then there was the part of him that acted on impulse and that part took over the other one in mere seconds. He walked in there and watched Heath laying on the floor on his phone, he needed to speak to Justin -then again his meaning of speak was probably not everyone else's definition as well.

He walked further in and saw Justin in the corner on his laptop, Punk felt anger build up in him more as he walked straight up to him. Justin looked up and frowned at the sight of the Chicago native, he was the last person he needed to see right now.

"Yes?" Justin asked placing his laptop down and standing up

"You are pathetic," Punk sneered

"Excuse me?" Justin asked looking at him carefully

"Trying to take my future wife from me," Punk growled, "it's stupid that you would think that she would leave me."

"Whoa," Justin held his hands up, "what in the world are you talking about?"

"You trying to take her away while I was-"

"Memory ridden?" Justin chuckled, "no no no, I was only helping her get back on her feet, nothing more."

"I don't believe you," Punk snapped, "I know you like her."

"No," Justin shook his head, "I love her, but I haven't take her from you now have I?"

"And you won't," Punk sneered

Justin placed his laptop away then looked at Punk once more a smirk slowly slipping on his lips, "you'll screw up, Punk."

"I wo-"

"And when you do, just know I won't be like Daniel and let the moment slip away so quickly," Justin chuckled, "I'm tired of playing nice guy when I obviously deserve her more than you ever will."

Punk watched him intently and Justin slipped past him pushing him slightly causing Punk to fall back slightly, Punk watched him before Justin turned back and smirked. Punk sneered at the man as he chuckled to himself before tapping his finger on his chin gently.

"From now on, Daniel should be the least of your worries, he's old news," Justin smirked, "and once A.J is mine, I won't let her go."

Punk and Justin sneered at each other from the distance and Punk knew war had been issued. The two men were fighting for something that meant everything to Punk, and he wasn't going to be intimidated. He wouldn't lose his beloved A.J, not to Daniel and special not to someone as pathetic as Justin.

"Just you wait," Punk smirked, "when she doesn't go to you, I'll be saying I told you so."

That's it for today, if you need me you can catch me [or Elle] on twitter ilovejohncenaxx . I think we shall change that username soon, though so look out. Um, what else? Oh yeah, please review, alert, favorite all that jazz and I will update soon -I hope. Lots of love. x Sammy