a/n: Lack of updates, sorry. Hope this makes up for it, keep on reading + reviewing. Also check out my new fic "Change your Mind", fic of course, and it's a lot different from Fix You. Well thanks, love you tons! - Sammy x

Fix You

A.J tapped her fingernails on her phone gently as she looked on at Punk's entrance, he looked like he was a million bucks, and she knew very well that's how he felt. She watched him climb into the ropes, tonight was their promo with Justin and this Sunday was their main event match. The tension off stage had been unbearable when having to talk to both men and creative writing.

She stood and headed for the stage, she'd go on after Justin. She was nervous to finally be doing this promo, she had done separate promos with each man and they all felt normal to her but this one made her nervous. Once she had gotten in between two men and it cost her a neck injury. She could never let herself forget that.

She stood in front of the monitor and watched carefully as Punk took a mic and laughed at all the people who were booing him, he looked more smug than he did offscreen. She hated that about him, how smug he could look and how he would think it was natural, something that every man possessed.

"Now, I'm not here to whine like a child," he chuckled, "perhaps my fiancé knew that I needed my rest and not a match with a worthless ring announcer."

A.J frowned as the camera man zoomed in on Jerry, she had denied Punk the match something he didn't take lightly at first but eventually he forgot it after being reminded of the upcoming promos with Justin and so on.

"Now, I have my sights set on someone new," he smirked, "someone who simply doesn't understand that if something belongs to CM Punk it will never belong to someone else."

Soon she heard the familiar tune and Justin walked down the ramp wearing a sneer on his features, the events of last Monday still in his head, A.J had hated the way Punk improvised the storyline last week by surprise attacking Justin Gabriel. She had felt hopeless as she watched from her office. Last week they had a promo together, one where Justin told her of the consequences in getting married to Punk, it seemed everyone forgot they had kids. He told her that he could be a wonderful man in her life, in her children's life. Something that according to the storyline left A.J confused as to what she wanted to do. As the night progressed Justin had a match until someone interfered and began to beat him up, and that was where she stepped in as she ran down to the ring and practically saved him.

"You must be really stupid to enter a ring after that stunt you pulled last week," Punk sneered

"I don't see her complaining, maybe you should take into consideration that the better offer for her has arrived," Justin bit back]

A.J felt a small tap on her shoulder and the stagehand told her she should go towards the curtain, she nodded and walked there slowly, she feared going out there more than anything. Last week the Punk had improvised because Justin had as well, she was mad at both of them, yes, but she couldn't do anything about it. A.J remembered slapping Justin after the promo was cut, yelling at him for being an idiot but instead he got praised for the added tension.

She couldn't get out of her head the feel of his rough lips on hers, it was a disgusting taste. She remembered it, but not like that, the taste she was used to was sweet this was an awful taste, nothing like Justin's old one. She shook her head and mentally slapped herself for even thinking of the kiss that way.

"You're on," she heard and she gasped slightly as her theme starting to blast through the arena

She came out with mic in hand slowly, she had the same crazy expression on her face as she slowly came down the ramp, both men watching her intently ,she looked at them carefully as she climbed the steps, Punk racing to pull the ropes apart so she could get in.

"St-stop it," she muttered at them

"Baby, what are you doing here, you should be backstage with Alee and Phillip," Punk told her

"I came to address this," she told him sternly

"A.J, why don't you explain to your..fiancé," Justin laughed at the word, "that the kiss we shared was somethin-"

"Why don't you shut your mouth before I shut it for you," Punk sneered

"Stop it, now." A.J whispered

"Baby, don't listen to this pathetic excuse for a man, let's go backstage and just forget about him," Punk told her as he placed his hand on her lower back

"Have you told her about her?" Justin suddenly spoke

A.J pretended to look nervous as she starred at Punk and he only shook his head muttering things like 'don't believe him' and 'he's full of it'.

"Go on and tell her," Justin demanded

"A.J, this man is insane, please lets get out of here," Punk told her calmly, "I can explain the misinterpretation of this man's claims."

She nodded slowly as he began to lead her out, but then she felt Punk let go of her and turn back around and as he did she turned and saw him hit Justin with his mic. A.J gasped as she placed her hands on her mouth, just as instructed. She slowly stayed there slipping down to her knees as she watched the scene.

Punk finished his assault shortly and starred at the man on the ground, A.J mere feet away from him watching in horror as Justin lay unconscious before him, she could also see a the tiniest gash on his forehead where a small stream of blood trickled down his face.

Punk turned to her with a malicious grin plastered on his face as he licked his lips and dropped his mic. A.J gripped the bottom rope as she watched Punk walk towards her before kneeling down before her.

"Lets go, princess," he whispered as he helped her up and they slipped out of the ring

A.J walked away with Punk before turning her head to see Justin still laying in the ring. She felt horrible all of the sudden, this was starting to get out of hand, and now she couldn't do anything about it.

"Okay this is the deal, if you can do this properly you can have my coupon to Sonic," Derrick spoke

"You two are supposed to be watching the twins," Kofi reminded them as he continued to scroll on his laptop

"Yeah yeah, shut it," Johnny hushed him

"Okay, this is simple, Curtis," Derrick told him, "one..two.."

"THREE," Johnny shouted as he began to twerk

"Booty up," Derrick shouted

"I'm trying," Johnny replied exasperated

"Don't make it one single movement, come on Curti-"

Before he could finish their was a loud wail coming from the corner and the two stopped what they were doing. Johnny slapped his forehead and Derrick cursed as they rushed over there.

"I hate baby duty," Johnny told him

"Well all do, but it's almost like we all made the babies so we all chip in," Kofi announced

"That'd be really weird," Johnny commented

"Yeah," Derrick replied

"Just imagine a little bit of us in the-"

"Stop yourself right now," Kofi told him looking up from his computer, "no more."

"Just jealous cause I'd be the good looking part of the babies," Johnny scoffed

Derrick picked up Phillip and went and got his bottle before sitting down, Johnny following his lead with Alee. The two children where getting much bigger and so much more adorable, Alee's eyes were slowly becoming a bright green, not like Punk's deep green eyes. Phillip's eyes slowly becoming a lighter shade of brown, almost hazel, unlike his mother's. Alee's hair was growing a bit longer as was Phillip's.

The boys got quiet but it was soon ruin when Kaitlyn burst through the door, she was panting and gasping for air, causing Alee to spit out her bottle and stare at her, Phillip was indifferent as he continued to drink his formula. Kaitlyn ran a hand through her two toned hair that always caught Alee's attention when she was holding her as she paced.

"What's up your pants?" Derrick asked

"Did you see that promo?" she asked

"What promo?" Johnny asked, "Punk's?"

"Yeah, things got too personal," Kaitlyn sighed, "it's like he ha-"

"He does hate Justin," Kofi sighed, "and all this is personal."

"I thought this was just a scheme Vince made for bigger plans," Derrick told him

"Not at all, Punk requested this, this is all his doing," Kofi replied placing his laptop in the case and standing up

"And A.J?" Johnny asked

"Caught between Punk's rage and jealousy," Kofi sighed as he went towards the door and left

A.J looked carefully through the hallways as she made her way to the doctor's office without being caught, she didn't need more scandal in her life. She quietly walked through the deserted hallway and pushed the door open, her eyes scanned the man before her who hadn't noticed she was there as he held his head.

"You alright?" she whispered

The man looked up and nodded, "yeah, just fine."

"I'm sorry," A.J muttered

"I honestly shouldn't of messed with Punk," Justin sighed

"He had no right to do that, however," A.J defended, "Punk is being selfish now, he's taking this out of proportion."

"A.J, after this is over I'm moving shows, I don't need a jealous boyfriend up my ass," Justin chuckled, "but I need you to promise me you'll be okay."

"I'm a big girl, I can promise you I'll be completely fine."

"He's changing," Justin sighed, "between this rage of his and the arrogance the old Punk is slowly slipping away."

"I can see it," she whispered, "but it's this promo."

"It's not," Justin sighed, "I can see what you're to blind to notice."

"And what's that?" she asked

"I can see the shattered remains of a man who cares for everyone and doesn't put you below him, now it's only a man who pushes people around to get to the top." Justin told her

"Justin I-"

"A man who sees himself before anyone else, before you, before Alee, before Phillip," he continued, "he's an asshole, it won't change."

She starred at him a million thoughts running through her mind, she couldn't be this blind right? He surely wasn't turning into the old Punk, she hated that Punk. A man who solely believed his way was right and that whatever he wanted was to be obtained on his terms and no one else's. A man who didn't follow rules and only lived for himself, ignoring those who care about him, she didn't want that, on screen it was different but off-screen she couldn't handle it.

"I have to go," she whispered

"Okay," Justin gave her a small nod

"Bye," she whispered

She opened the door but before stepping out Justin spoke again, "he'll betray you, like he betrayed John."

A.J stopped shortly before leaving without another word, as the door closed behind her she buried her face in her hands and finally let the tears she'd been holding in for a long time escape. She felt alone now, Justin would leave in a week, she would have herself to blame for how horrible things got.

Or maybe that wasn't why she was upset, maybe she was even indifferent about Justin's departure. Maybe it was the simple fact that Justin was a man who brought her back to reality, a man who warned her of something that is slowly happening. Maybe it was the fact that she was starting to believe that Punk would betray her just like he betrayed John

Short, I know. I just really need to finish up my other's story's chapter, well hope you enjoyed. Don't stop reviewing or reading, I'm not quiting this one, and it's almost done, a few characters to add and we'll be on our way to a happy ending. Alright remember to check out my other fic, and review! Lots of love -Sammy x