a/n: School straight up sucked. I hate everything. Life. School. Life...school. I only go for the food -sike. Even that sucked too - Sam x

Sorry for the lack of updates everything just seems to get in the way and I can't really be on twenty four seven like during the summer. I'll try my best to update quickly and have everything done for you guys so just have patience, new characters are coming soon and soon we shall be done. We are re-thinking the sequel but we might just write a new story, don't know yet so stay tuned.

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Fix You

A.J watched the screen intently, Punk was at his most dangerous tonight. He had gone too far with this whole 'heel' persona. He had managed to kick Jerry at the back of his neck, A.J had flinched when he did that. She knew the storyline was a bit botched due to John Cena flaking out halfway through the promo, she couldn't blame him. John was still dealing with problems, mostly his recent divorce with Elizabeth. She felt bad for him, but she didn't dare to get involved, she didn't need Punk thinking John was trying to make the moves on her because he was single.

She bit her lip lightly as Punk crouched in front of King, he looked menacing, cunning. Like she had seen Punk when she first came to the WWE. She stood up and began pacing around the small office as the promo ended and the show was over with. She wished Punk would channel his anger in other ways, but she knew any try at that would end in more fights. She didn't need that right now, specially with their huge storyline coming up. Justin had tried talking to her over the issue but she dismissed him, saying that it was Vince's choice, not hers.

"A.J? WHERE ARE YOU?"

She flinched at the sound of that voice, she knew who it was. She turned to the door and in walked Daniel Bryan, he looked angry. She tried her best to seem like she was okay and into what was going on, but right now she just wanted to comfort Punk, even if this was his fault. Punk had interfered with the match that was made by her John Cena vs Big Show, but she knew there would need to be a rematch, because a triple threat would anger him and just push him away.

"Yes, Daniel?" she smiled brightly

"ANGER MANAGEMENT CLASSES?" he sneered, "what pathetic joke is this?"

She looked down at his phone and saw the tweet she had sent out, she only laughed and then shook her head. He looked at her curiously and wished he had just chosen to let it be, maybe he could have skipped it without her knowing, but no, he had to be a loud moth and come in and complain.

"This is no joke, I assure you," she sneered, "now go."

"NO," he snapped

A.J placed her hands on her hips and smirked, "you have no choice, I'm your boss, you have to listen to me."

"A.J!?"

She looked towards the door to see Punk there looking more livid then she'd ever seen him. Daniel slowly went to her side as Punk stood before them, he could admit he was a bit fearful of the tattooed superstar but he had too much pride for that. Punk sneered down at Daniel and his eyes signaled to the door.

"No," Daniel snapped, "Wait your dam turn, I need to talk to A.J about next week."

"I told you," she hissed, "there is nothing to talk about, you are going to attend and that's final."

"No," he repeated, "I'm not going to show up, this is ridiculous."

"Tell you what," she smirked looking back at Punk who starred at her curiously, "if you go I'll perhaps owe you one."

At this Punk sneered, "NO."

"Alright," he smirked looking at Punk, "a match."

"Deal," she smirked, "now go."

With that Daniel pushed his way past Punk and then left the couple on their own. A.J lowered her dress as it was slowly rising up her thighs, he watched her amused before shaking his head. He needed to speak to her about making a match, something that had nothing to do with Justin but with a man who simply refused to show him respect. A man who wouldn't even dare to say the truth about him, he was the best in the world.

"I wanted to ask for a match," he told her

"With who?" she asked sitting on the leader couch

"Jerry," he said simply before sitting down on the couch next to hers

"No," she replied looking at her laptop screen

"Why not?" he asked

"Punk, be realistic, he's retired from wrestling," she frowned

"He needs to show me some respect," Punk sneered

"Punk this has to stop now," she told him sternly

He frowned at her and shook his head, "You said you'd be in my corner, right?"

"Yes, but Pun-"

"No, then be my perfect fiancé and stay there," he told her sternly, "don't let me down."

With that he pressed his lips against her forehead to which she closed her eyes. Her eyes stayed on him as he ran out of her office, she wasn't sure where this was going much less why he was acting this way off screen, sure he could request matches but the manner in which he had asked was just getting to her too quickly.

She ran her small hand through her straight long hair and then pursed her lips tightly before grabbing her laptop and packing it in her bag, she was confused on which side she should be on. The rational side, which was to not hand Punk this match or Punk's side, the irrational side that was just screaming at her to over look the fact that Punk was her soon-to-be husband and just deny him a match that could putt Jerry at a vulnerable state and just cause him to get hurt badly, she knew Jerry was no longer of age to be wrestling and here Punk was still young and with much more strength and will power than Jerry.

She had to make a choice, either she'd do what's right for them both or do what was right only for Punk.

"I don't understand why we're babysitting today," Derrick grumbled, "it's like we gave birth to these kids."

Zack chuckled and placed Alee on his lap, the small girl was much more bigger than a few weeks ago and she was all the more adorable. She was beginning to look like the spitting image of A.J, but with Punk's hair color and eye color. He then looked at Phillip, he was the spitting image of Punk -as he had seen baby pictures- but with A.J's hair color and eye color. To Derrick it was weird that the twins looked nothing alike which Zack knew they would be thankful for along the way. I mean if Alee was told she looked like Phillip she'd have a fuss same for Phillip.

"I'm starting to believe we did give birth to them," Zack told him seriously

"Quick question, can men get pregnant?" Derrick asked gently patting Phillips head

"I think so, I mean it had to happen somewhere along the way, right?" Zack asked looking at him

"That would suck," Derrick shook his head, "think of how emasculating that would be."

"So like does a guy have to like...you know for the other guy to get the baby inside of him?" Zack asked

"Don't be rediculo-"

They sat in silence for a bit as they each contemplated the question Zack had asked, they weren't sure how they got to talking about such things but they were slowly and painfully realizing that the subject was too sensitive, and too wrong to be discussed. Neither knew what to say so they continued to stay quiet, the awkwardness of the situation was too extreme to even temper with it so they sat in silence for various minutes as the twins babbled amongst themselves.

"Hey guys!"

The duo jumped slightly as Kaitlyn walked in wearing a huge smile on her face as she sat on the floor in front of the boys. They however didn't say a single word to her as they mumbled incoherent words and looked awkwardly at their laps.

"Are you guys okay?" Kaitlyn asked looking between them

"Fine," they both answered quickly

"Okay?" Kaitlyn laughed, "A.J wants the twins back, she said to meet her in Punk's locker room."

They continued to mumble their words and Kaitlyn frowned as she took each twin and placed them in their carriers, the boys never looked up at her. She shook her head and grabbed the diaper bags before going into the hallway and shortly coming back with Sheamus and John who carried the babies for her. They left the two awkward 'boys' in peace and as they left they heard Zack say:

"I don't feel like a man right now."

Kaitlyn looked between the two men in front of her who looked quite weird as well, they looked confused and a bit angered but she couldn't quite place her finger on it. She then shook her head and decided she'd just ask, she had nothing to lose.

"You guys alright?"

"Fine," Sheamus responded

"That's not getting by me, what's up with you two?" Kaitlyn asked

"Punk," John sighed, "he's changing."

"And the thing with King really has all of us on edge," Sheamus explained

"Maybe it's stress, it has to be," Kaitlyn suggested

"I don't know whether we can trust him or not," John spoke

Kaitlyn's head snapped towards him and she frowned, "John, don't throw years of friendship away because of some mistake."

"I'm not throwing anything away," John told her, "I'm just being careful, with Punk you never know."

"He can change his mind rather quick, lass," Sheamus explained, "and that could be fatal to all of us."

"I think you guys are taking this too far, so he kicked King, I'm sure there's a reason," Kaitlyn defended

"There isn't one," John sighed, "and just because your best friend is engaged to him doesn't mean you should go on and believe he's a good guy."

"A.J trusts him, how can I not?" Kaitlyn told them

"Because A.J is blinded by love, she can't see what's truly underneath his calm and collective exterior," John explained, "she's not going to see truth because she's blinded by lies."

"John stop it," Kaitlyn snapped, "Punk is the same guy, he's just-"

"Hey guys!"

They all looked towards the end of the hallway where A.J was standing, she looked worn out, stressed and just a total mess. John frowned as did Sheamus, they knew the cause of this -or they believed. Kaitlyn however smiled at her best friend to let her know everything was fine, because she noticed how bummed out A.J was. She didn't need lectures from John and Sheamus at the moment.

"Hey A.J," Kaitlyn smiled and noticed John and Sheamus suddenly looked awkward

"Well I gotta' go call me mother," Sheamus announced, "here ya go lass."

A.J took Phillips carrier and smiled brightly as she waved goodbye, Kaitlyn was reluctant to leave but a text from Derrick saying Zack had killed his goldfish had changed that and she gave the diaper bags to John and they went off. A.J was a bit unsure about being so close with John, if no one knew them they'd think the children were theirs and that John and A.J were married, and that would be a very stupid stupid situation. John helped A.J load the babies in the backseat and then buckle them up, she placed the diaper bags in there as well and shut the doors.

"Thanks John," she smiled

"No problem, kiddo," he chuckled, "so where is Punk?"

"He is," she paused and pursed her lips for a second John thought he saw a hint of fear in her eyes, "with Kofi, I think."

"Oh," John nodded his head

Truth was before coming to get the twins with Kaitlyn and Sheamus, John had seen Punk and Maxine talking by some equipment. It was truly none of his business until he noticed her small hand rest up on his arms, and he didn't object he only chuckled at whatever she said and he noticed the smaller woman was smirking at him. Punk had always claimed to hate Maxine but as of late he seemed to be intrigued with some points that she made, like when Punk told John that Maxine had said that he should totally go for Sheamus' title as well, right then and there John knew what she was one of those women who feed a man's ego and then cut him off. They take everything away from you and then once you have nothing but her she leaves you and she never comes back.

"Well, goodbye hug cause I have a few things to settle back home," he sighed deeply

A.J nodded and gave him a big hug, it was a tight hug. It was weird, this was the first time a hug from John felt different, it felt comforting. And his scent was something she'd never quite inhaled before, it was almost intoxicating.

"Hey there."

A.J slightly jumped and backed away at the sight of Punk, he was wearing his basketball shorts over his tights and he had a jacket on that was almost zipped up. John starred at him carefully, he swore that for a second he saw what he felt was jealousy flash through the man's eyes. It was something he'd never seen before. He watched as Punk raised his hand and then signal for A.J to come to him, she muttered a sorry before walking over to him, she looked like a puppy who was in trouble and was going to be punished for her actions.

"Let's get you home, baby," he whispered and pressed his lips roughly against her forehead

She nodded and he walked her over to the black car and opened the passenger door for her, once she slipped in she didn't even look at them. He watched her get her seat belt and then continue to look forward, Punk however had his eyes on John.

"How are you?" he growled, "after that little-"

"After your little stunt, I'm doing fine, but please inform me why you think fighting King is resonable."

"It's more than reasonable, Johnny boy," he chuckled

"Weren't you the one who always said, you don't ask for respect you earn it?" John sighed

"I have earned it, each and every night I go out there, but I never get it," he sneered, "and I'm tired of it, I'm tired of taking a backseat to you, and to anyone else."

"Listen to yourself," John chuckled, "you're delusional."

"This is for the best," Punk snapped

"For them?" Punk asked hinting towards the small family in the car, "do you think they'll be proud of you for doing this? Do you think she'll be proud of you?"

"She has to be," Punk whispered, "she's everything I have."

"Don't hurt her," John demanded

Punk was taken back by the sudden protective front John put on, but he noticed John wasn't playing games tonight, he looked like he knew something Punk didn't and that made all of this just confusing, why would he ever hurt his princess?

"I can never hurt my princess," he told him,"and for the record, I can take care of her, I don't need your help."

With that Punk got into the car and then John watched as he kissed A.J's small hand and she gave him a reassuring smile. He knew Punk was conflicted but if the man continued all this he would end up hurting the woman he was trying so desperately to protect. He knew this storyline with Justin Gabriel was a mistake, it could hurt her deeply. After all, all was fair in love and war.

A.J and Punk held hands until they reached the hotel, he parked the car and quickly got out placing the keys in his pocket and heading over to her door and opening it. He was usually always doing these things and she loved it, but today he seemed urgent, almost scared.

"Don't you ever leave me," he whispered as he pulled her out and held her in his arms

"Phil, what's wrong?" she asked

He stepped back at the sound of his name, she only ever called him that when she was truly scared or angered and right now she didn't look angry. Her big brown doe eyes were slightly watered and she was looking at him desperately, maybe all this was hurting her.

"Nothing, baby," he replied pressing his forehead against hers

"You're weird," she giggled slightly holding onto him

He didn't respond and just closed his eyes tightly listening to her laughter, the most calming thing in the world. He suddenly understood John meant the thing with Maxine, which in his eyes was harmless talk but he knew John was a man who knew his way with words and if he so much as told A.J something of the sort she'd take it wrong, he couldn't lose her.

That would ruin him, that's why he was fighting for her. Once Justin was out of the way everything would be fine, he knew this. But if John kept meddling in his life he'd have to learn how to kill two birds with one stone, or he could end up losing what mattered most. For the first time in forever, Punk saw John as competition not a friend, for the first time he saw him as a road block and he had to get rid of it before it cost him A.J's love.

Short, I know. Sorry I had to just get it done. Can't stay for long, but please kept reviewing, favoring, alerting and such. Thanks guys, honestly. I love you all mucho. x Elle sends her love as well, she's currently in a crisis with her homework, wish her luck - Sammy