AJ POV

I got off of work around 5pm, and I was exhausted! Bartending wasn't the easiest job in the world, but it put food on the table and paid the bills, so I guess I shouldn't complain. The best part of the job was also the creepiest, though: meeting new people. Those three guys that came in looking for Kaitlyn today were especially creepy. Sure, I was polite to them, but I honestly want nothing more than to go over to Katie's place and warn her about those three guys.

Kaitlyn's place wasn't too far away from the bar. A quick ride on the bus would find me there in no time. As I was walking from work to the bus stop, I couldn't help but feel like someone was watching me. I glanced over my shoulder, but nobody stood out to me. I mean there were a lot of people going in the same direction as me, but it's not as though I'm the only one who needs to take the bus, right? I start speed walking. If I start running, I might draw attention to myself, but walking faster isn't making me feel any better. If anything I feel like someone is following me now. I'm starting to get paranoid. My breathing starts to get heavy and I find myself glancing everywhere at once. "I just need to get to the bus stop," I tell myself. Once I get to the bus stop I'll be okay. I try to calm my nerves by thinking about the things I'll do once I get home. A long bath sounds good. I just bought those lilac scented candles, so those should go well with my vanilla scented bubble bath. Then there's dinner. I should make some chicken parmesan. That will go well with new bottle of red wine that Kaitlyn bought me for my birthday last month. I can feel my heart rate going down, and I slow my pace as I reclaim my nerves. The thoughts of pampering myself obviously had their intended effect. I continued to walk until I was right across the street from the bus stop, but the street light changed and I was forced to wait at the corner until it was alright for me to cross. As I waited the bus came by though. "Oh no! Come on, stupid light," I said as I stood at the corner waiting impatiently for the light to change. I started jogging in place and gently bouncing up and down, anxiously hoping that the damn would light change so that I didn't miss my bus. As the light finally decided to change, the bus started to drive off. I ran across the street trying to catch the bus. "Oh come on legs! Can't you go any faster," I asked myself aloud. However, I was unable to reach the bus and it drove down the street. I slowed my movements until I came to a halt. I doubled over and put my hands on my knees, trying to catch my breath. "Damn bus! Damn light! Freaking short ass legs," I said in between large gasps of air.

"Yeah, that definitely didn't work out for you." The voice from behind me startled me, and I jumped, immediately bringing my hand up to smack the imposing threat. To my surprise, the person grabbed my hand as it was about to come in contact with the man's cheek. I stood looking up at his face, as if frozen. This guy was taller than me by a lot with beautiful green eyes. He looked down at me grinning. "Do you greet everyone with a smack," he asked me. I quickly jerked my hand out of his grasp and ran my fingers through my hair nervously.

"Sorry," I replied. "You just startled me, and I had this feeling earlier that,"

"Somebody was following you," He finished my sentence. I looked at him queerly and the realization suddenly hit me. It was him! He was the one that was following me! My eyes widened and my jaw dropped while I stared at him. My breathing started to pick up again. I was about to scream when the man's hand covered my mouth and his other hand came around my waist, bringing me closer to him. I looked into his eyes for a second, and as soon as I knew it I blacked out.

CM Punk's POV

I didn't wait for the human to pass out before I started moving. If we stayed among the humans for too long, we would attract unwanted attention. I moved us to an ally to make sure she was knocked out. I held her in my arms and shook her a few times. Her eyes remained closed and her face didn't move. I knew then that she was definitely knocked out. Now all I had to do was get the human back to the den. I could just carry her, but in my human form I wouldn't be able to get to the den as fast as I would like. However, I could drop her if I carry her in my wolf form. Dammit, I don't have time to contemplate this crap! I threw her over my shoulder and climbed the side of the nearest building from the ally. Once I reached the top, I stared out at the woods, plotting the course I would take back home. "Alright, April, you better hold on tight, and count yourself lucky. It's not every day that a human is allowed into a wolves' den."

We arrived at the den within half an hour. I stopped running as soon as I reached the front door. My pack may call it the den, but it's no cave. It's a rather large mansion that has been passed down from packmaster to packmaster for centuries now. The human will stay with us until further notice. We don't really know what's going to happen with this hybrid that Dean, Roman and Seth found, but if we need this human in order to keep the hybrid in check, then we'll keep her around.

The human is still knocked out, but my shoulder is starting to hurt. I switch her to my other shoulder before I open the door. As I enter, I see Dean and Roman sitting around the bar that we recently installed in the den. "Hey, Punk," Roman addressed me as he poured himself a glass of liquor.

"You know, that stuff kills the beings we are sworn to protect," I told them.

"Yeah, well that's their problem now isn't it," Dean replied as he took a swig of his drink. "I see you got the abomination's human friend."

"Yeah. She wasn't hard to get either. Although, she did start running when I started following her. Come to find out, she felt like someone was following her."

"Yeah, well, even humans can pick up on subtle things once in a while," Dean said.

"Where's she gonna stay?"

"Haven't decided yet, Ro. I don't really have a permanent place for her, but we gotta make sure she doesn't escape."

"Well, the basement is an option," Roman pointed out. "We just had it done, so she'll be comfortable."

"More importantly, the only way out of the basement is through the living room entrance," Dean chimed in.

"Well then she goes in basement." I turned to head toward the staircase going to the basement, but a thought crossed my mind and I turned back to Dean and Roman.

"Where's Seth?"

Roman downed the rest of his drink before answering me, "in the library upstairs."

"That guy lives in that damn library." I readjust the human on my shoulder. "Okay, well I'm gonna go ahead and put the human in the basement. Don't forget to fetch the hybrid later."

"Fetch," Roman inquired.

"Don't think we didn't catch that," Dean shouted at me as I walked down to the basement.

AJ POV

I have no idea how long I was out, but I woke up in a total daze. The first thing I noticed when I opened my eyes was that I was in a very unfamiliar room. I automatically knew that I wasn't at home, but where was I? I slowly lifted my head to look around. I was on a bed in the middle of a room. It had no windows and the only exit seemed to be a set of stairs in the far left corner of the room. The stairs were really dimly lit. In fact, the whole room was barely lit; mostly shrouded in shadows that could have been hiding anything. "This place is depressing," I said aloud.

"Well, I'm sorry the room isn't up to your standards," a heard someone say. That voice sounded so familiar. Where have I heard it before?

"Who are you? Where am I?" I rose from the bed, immediately standing up, so that I can defend myself if need be.

"Well let's start with the first question, shall we?" The person speaking walked out into the light, where I could see him. I recognized him! He was that guy from the bus stop!

"You! You're that guy! Why am I here? You kidnapped me!"

"One thing at a time, sweetheart. First, my name is CM Punk. Punk to you."

"Punk? What kind of name is that?" I only got to see Punk's eyes change from green to yellow, and in a flash he had his hand around my throat while pushing me up against the nearest wall.

"If I were you, I wouldn't test my kidnapper's patience," he whispered in my ear, as his grasp on my throat tightened. I struggled to breath. My hands flew to the hand around my throat, as I tried to loosen his grip on my windpipe.

"You're… not… human," I managed to gasp out.

"Very good, April. You catch on quickly, for a human." I looked at him confused. How did he know my name? "You are currently in our den, April. You'll be our guest until further notice." He let go of my throat and I fell to the floor. I took in deep gulps of air, greedily taking it into my lungs until I started to breath normally again. He bent down on one knee right next to me. "It's nothing personal, but you have a relationship with someone who we would like to have a conversation with. Depending on how that conversation goes, we may let you leave." I tilted my head up, looking him straight in the eyes. Then, I finally made the connection.

"Those three guys in black from the bar, the ones looking for Kaitlyn… you know them," I stated. "What do you want with her, and what are you?!"

"You're smart for a human. I wonder then why you gave my friends Kaitlyn's work schedule." CRAP! I totally forgot that I told those three how to find Kaitlyn. I'm so stupid! "Don't blame yourself, though. We would have found her regardless." He got up and walked toward the stairs. "She'll be here later tonight. My friends will make sure of it."

"Wolves," I whispered. He stopped in his tracks and looked back at me.

"What did you say?"

"You're wolves! All four of you! The yellow eyes, the pack mentality, the speed! You're wolves," I screamed at him. He looked at me, quizzically. "I don't know what you want with Kaitlyn, but she doesn't even believe in the supernatural! Just leave her alone!" He laughed manically. His laughter sent shivers down my spine.

"Oh, your friend more than believes in the supernatural. She IS the supernatural," he told me. "It seems to me that Kaitlyn hasn't been hundred percent honest with you now has she?" I watched as he walked up the stairs and closed the door. I was left in the dimly lit room with only my thoughts to keep me company. "Kaitlyn, I don't know what's going on, but please stay safe!"

So that's it for chapter three!

So for the user Sugar Star, to answer your question, yes this is totally a Dean/Kaitlyn fic with a sprinkle of Punk/AJ.

Right now my story is moving a little slower than I would like it, so I might pick up the pace a little in future chapters, but if you don't think that's a good idea let me know.

Definitely review! I love reading your opinions and suggestions, and they give me a lot of motivation to continue writing!

Love

-J.