A/N: Thank you everyone for your patience! Here's the next chapter and thanks for reveiwing :)

Skeletons

Punk was sitting in his office waiting for AJ to join him in his office for her brief fifteen-minute break. They had been in the LA office for a few weeks now and Eric Bischoff was still ragging on AJ. He was getting to the point of just informing the Paul Heyman wannabe that AJ was his fiancée. He looked at his cell and saw no missed calls from AJ who was now running late. He stood up from his desk knowing Eric was probably keeping AJ who seemingly had no problem taking everything he dished out to her but Punk had a problem with it.

"You're back over a month and I'm just hearing about it?" a slender, tattooed covered woman with long red hair grinned as she stepped into Punk's office and closed the door behind her.

"Amy." Punk said with a surprised smile. He had completely forgotten about Amy and the fact that she worked in the building.

"Hi handsome." She greeted with a sly grin then slinked her way over to him and wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her lips to his. "Is Maria here with you?"

"No she isn't." Punk said nervously laughing and untangling Amy's arms from around him.

"I had a feeling." Amy snorted pulling on his shirt now and Punk slowly removed them. "Since when are you shy about fooling around at work?" she teased kissing the corner of his mouth.

"I'm-" Punk began.

"Am I interrupting?" AJ asked from the door. Her eyes were narrowed on the woman who was all over Punk.

"Is she your secretary?" Amy asked Punk. "Doesn't she knock?" AJ raised her eyebrows prepared to rip the woman's hair out.

"She's not my secretary, April here is Paul Heyman's assistant." Punk said pulling away from Amy and standing casually between the two.

"So why is she here and not in New York?" Amy asked Punk then she smiled. "Oh is Paul here!" she asked happily. "You know I love Paul!"

"Nope." Punk chuckled scratching the back of his head.

"I'm his fiancée." AJ introduced and Amy seemed taken aback.

"I didn't think Paul was the settling down type but ok." Amy laughed with a shrug.

"No." Punk cringed slightly at the thought of his AJ being involved with Paul. "She's my fiancée." He corrected.

Amy let out a loud laugh and almost doubled over, AJ didn't seem too amused by this but remained silent. Punk looked towards AJ and stepped over to her in case she tried to jump all over Amy.

"I have to get going." Amy said still laughing walking to the door. 'Call me' she mouthed to Punk then left his office.

"What was that?" AJ asked him.

"A fling from a long time ago." Punk said to her honestly.

"How long ago?" AJ asked.

"I don't even remember maybe two years ago." He shrugged.

"Were you ever faithful to Maria?" AJ asked him putting her hands on her hips.

"I'm faithful to you." He responded cutely grinning.

"Sure you are." AJ said unsurely.

"Completely faithful." He said seriously. "And if you didn't insist on playing this little game where no one knows we're getting married I can't help it if women fall all over me."

"How many have you slept with in this building?" AJ asked him seriously.

"I really can't say there's a large turnover here." Punk chuckled.

"So every female?" AJ quipped.

"Not every female." He smirked.

"I'm marrying a whore." She frowned collapsing into the chair across from his desk.

"That's insulting but ok." Punk said with a laugh.

"She was pretty." AJ noted.

"Amy?" Punk asked scrunching up his face. "She's old." He said honestly.

"You're no spring chicken and you do realize I'll be old one day?" she asked him.

"Yea but you're 27 and you look 16." Punk shrugged. "I figure by the time you start to look older I'll be already in the nursing home and probably won't even remember you."

AJ's mouth dropped in offense and shock causing him to let out a laugh.

"I'm kidding." He said still laughing as he leaned his against his desk across from her.

"You're going to forget me?" she frowned.

"Never. Even if I tried I don't think its possible." He promised still smiling.

"Sorry I'm just having a shitty day." AJ mumbled. "You'd still love me if I quit my job here and went to work at McDonalds right?" she asked hopefully.

"I sure would." He assured her. "But I'd be a little disappointed in the fact that you were letting some suit push you out of your job." He frowned.

"He hates me Phil." AJ whispered harshly. "The man wants to see me suffer."

"He doesn't hate you." Punk assured her.

"No Phil he hates me. He's so childish too! He never gives me my messages from Paul, he throws my files in the garbage, he knocks things off my desk on purpose."

"You have a desk now?" Punk asked happily.

"It's a folding snack table. I can barely fit a microwave dinner on it." AJ muttered.

"One word from me, that's all it takes." Punk reminded her.

"No I'll just suffer." She huffed.

"Or you can have Paul speak to him." Punk suggested.

"No I don't want anyone's help." She insisted. "Take my mind off of it, tell me what we're doing tonight."

"Well I don't know about you but I plan on doing you all night." Punk said seriously and she let out a laugh. "We'll have dinner first then have dessert up at our place."

"Chocolate covered strawberries?" she asked.

"If that's what you want." He nodded and leaned down to kiss her causing her to stand up and wrap her arms around his neck.

"Excuse me." A voice interrupted and Punk looked towards the door after prying his lips from AJ.

"Mr. Bischoff." AJ said nervously pushing Punk almost into the desk away from her and straightening out her clothes.

"So this is where you spend breaks." Eric chuckled.

"Yes up here in my office." Punk answered before AJ could clearly he wasn't happy with Eric's interruption. "With her fiancé." He told Eric almost smugly and AJ just wanted to slap him.

"You think I didn't know that?" Eric chuckled. "Paul gave me the complete rundown and that ring on her finger isn't from the mail boy." He smirked.

"No it's not." Punk said annoyed with the man's attitude. "So why do you ride her so hard?"

"I don't ride her at all I assure you Mr. Brooks." Eric laughed at the innuendo and Punk rolled his eyes. "But are you asking me to give special treatment to an employee because of her personal relationship?"

"No he's not." AJ said with a smile.

"AJ go get my coffee." Eric said dismissing her. Punk was about to open his mouth but AJ cut him off. "Yes sir!" she said quickly and jogged towards the door she looked towards Punk and gave him a glare.

"What's your problem, man?" Punk asked amused folding his arms.

"I have no problem." Eric defended. "We actually have a scheduled meeting. If you weren't so busy occupying yourself with my assistant you would have known this."

"She's not your assistant." Punk reminded him. "She works for Paul."

"She works for me." Eric corrected. "She works in my building therefore everyone in this building works for me."

"You're starting to upset her and piss me off." Punk warned.

"Wouldn't want to do that." Eric mocked. "I know Paul has caused your head to grow so big that you can barely fit through the door but this is my office. Just because you can move and do whatever you want whenever you want because Paul has a crush on you doesn't mean you're untouchable."

"What the fuck are you talking about?" Punk asked with a laugh. "I'm one of Marvel's top writers."

"No you were." Eric said to him. "Which is why I'm here. Your work is barely there and last year you completely dropped off the face of the planet."

"I had time off and took it." Punk shrugged.

"So you took a year long vacation?" Eric asked him.

"What does my time off have to do with anything?" Punk asked him.

"Because you stopped working almost completely which means you stopped making money for this company." Eric argued.

"So you want to fire me?" Punk laughed. "Good luck with that."

"I don't want to fire you I just want to remind you that you're not untouchable like you used to be and attaching your name to April's isn't going to get her any favors." Eric told him.

"What's the real problem here?" Punk asked un-intimidated.

"Between us?" Eric laughed. "Nothing. I mean unless you consider sleeping with my wife a problem." He added casually with a shrug.

"And there it is." Punk laughed.

"You really don't remember me?" Eric asked him.

"Nope." Punk admitted honestly.

"You had sex with my wife in my bed and I walked in." Eric said but Punk still looked uncaring.

"You'd be surprised how often that has happened to me." Punk whispered with a laugh.

"Of course." Eric laughed loudly. "You destroyed an entire family and don't even remember the people's names or faces."

"I look at it like your wife was looking for something more because you were lacking." Punk shrugged innocently. "So the fault is on you."

"Here's your coffee." AJ said walking back into the office and passing him the drink before he could respond.

"Tastes bitter." Eric said sipping it and passing it back to her. "You know I like my coffee fresh that tastes like it's been the pot for hours and microwaved."

"You're not his assistant." Punk reminded her.

"I still have the power to fire you." Eric added in a calm tone.

"I'll be right back." She said turning and walking out of the office again.

"Stop." Punk warned him. "Don't punish her because I couldn't keep my pants up. She's smart and good job at her job."

"She's uneducated." Eric corrected.

"She took classes." Punk corrected.

"A few night classes isn't a proper education, she has no work history besides this, she's young, she's naïve, she's too quiet, she doesn't write comics, she doesn't draw them and just because she reads them doesn't make her an expert. That's like me thinking I could be a doctor because I've watched a lot of Grey's Anatomy." Eric ranted. "I think AJ has gotten as far as she has because of your friendship with Paul. She's not getting a free ride here if she wants to be respected she has to earn it just like everyone else."

"You will respect her." Punk said seriously.

"Or what?" Eric laughed. "You'll quit? Go ahead no one will care. We were already looking to replace during your hiatus, give us a reason to call up the people we interviewed to take over your comics or better yet go back to New York and take your chances there."

"What the hell do you mean by that?" Punk asked annoyed.

"I know all about your brother we all do." Eric sighed. "It sounds very dramatic and all but it proved to me and everyone else what we already knew- you have no balls." He said to him. "When the going gets tough you get going. You left New York as a teen because of your brother, you left a year because of it and now here you are doing it again."

"You don't know anything about my past." Punk reminded him coldly.

"Actually I do. We all have google Punk." Eric sighed giving him half a smirk. "Your little testimony isn't exactly a secret along with your past indiscretions. You and AJ got a free ride from Paul but not here. I don't give a crap about what demons you're running from."

"I think I got it right." AJ announced walking back into the office and passing him his coffee.

"It is right." Eric nodded as he took a sip. "And it only took you two times this time." He remarked sarcastically.

"I don't think we need AJ for this meeting." Punk said to him.

"Meeting is over." Eric shrugged. "I said all I had to say." He then turned and walked to the door. "Are you coming AJ?"

AJ looked towards her boss then back towards Punk who gave her a reassuring smile and a nod for her to follow Eric.

"I'll meet you downstairs at 5." Punk said to her.

"I need AJ to work late tonight actually." Eric said to him.

"You didn't tell me that." AJ noted.

"I'm telling you now." Eric snapped.

"Until what time?" Punk asked him.

"I don't run over my employees schedules with other people." Eric said to him simply. "But because I'm not a complete jackass probably until about ten or eleven. I have a fundraiser tonight and there's a lot of work AJ needs to get done in my absence."

"So you go out and party and AJ picks up all of the slack?" Punk asked tilting his head.

"That is what an assistant is for." Eric laughed then walked out of the office.

"I guess dinner is off." AJ shrugged. "Tomorrow?"

"Yea don't worry about it." Punk said shooting her a smile.

It was close to ten and AJ was alone in the office. It was so creepy to be in such a big office all by herself at this time. Everyone was at the fundraiser besides herself and Punk. Punk had gone back home and AJ was still working. She wasn't sure she'd even make it home by midnight at this rate. The work Eric left was unnecessary and just done to spite her.

"Hello?" AJ asked looking up from Eric's desk when she heard the main doors open.

AJ slowly stood up and walked towards the office window. The office was dimly lit but AJ saw nothing outside. She slowly opened the door and stepped out and looked both ways. There was a few sheets of paper on the floor from the reception desk that she had left earlier which meant someone walked by and blew it off.

"I'm trained!" AJ warned loudly. "I'm also armed!" she lied. "Also security is here!" none of it was true except for the training. She walked back into her office and reached for Eric's phone and dialed security but no one picked up.

AJ quickly tried to redial the number and felt a hand on her shoulder causing her to let out a scream as she turned around to face the intruder.

"What's wrong?" Punk asked alarmed.

"You scared the shit out of me." She said stunned putting the phone down. "Did you just walk in?"

"Yea why?" he asked unsurely.

"I think someone else is here." She whispered. "I heard someone come in."

"I'll go check it out." Punk shrugged as if it was nothing.

"Phil what if it's a crazy guy? What if the person has a gun!" she whispered harshly.

"I'll be fine." He chuckled. "Just wait here and keep the door closed." He said and walked out of her office.

A few minutes later Punk walked back into AJ's office and closed the door behind him.

"No one was here but us." Punk assured her.

"I know I heard someone." She argued lightly.

"Maybe you scared them off? They thought the place was empty." Punk shrugged. "But no one is here." He promised.

"Ok thank you for checking." She said to him. "What are you doing here? I told you I'd call when I was ready to be picked up and I am nowhere near ready. I still have at least two hours of work to do."

"I missed you, our place was lonely so I decided to come here and help you." Punk said removing his light jacket.

"Eric will fire me if he finds out you were in here helping me." AJ warned him. "Whatever you said to him only pissed him further."

"He pissed me off." Punk grunted. "He's an asshole and you know what? You should quit. Fuck him you don't need this job I can get you in somewhere else."

"I like my job Phil." She reminded him in a whiney voice.

"He hates me." Punk said to her.

"Why?" AJ asked him.

"Apparently I broke up his marriage a few years back." Punk shrugged.

"Jesus Phil." AJ muttered. "You really could never keep your pants could you?"

"I don't even remember his wife or him for that matter." Punk defended.

"Are you going to cheat on me?" she asked bluntly.

"No of course not." Punk said to her. "You're not like Maria, you're not like anyone else."

"What makes me different?" She asked unconvinced.

"You're wearing my ring for one." Punk said nodding towards the huge diamond. "Also your smile, your laugh, your eyes, your personality- need I go on?"

"Yes." She said stubbornly and he cracked a smile as he pulled her against him.

"I love you." He reminded her. "I was a 'whore' as you would like to say but not anymore. I'm all about you and only you."

"Promise?" she asked looking up at him with her big brown doe eyes.

"I made that promise the day I slid that finger on you but sure if you have to hear it again I promise." He said nipping her lips. "You know what would piss him off?"

"Having sex on his desk?" AJ asked back and he laughed.

"You read my mind." He said moving to the desk and knocking all of the paperwork off of it.

"This is such a bad idea." AJ warned as Punk grabbed her hand and led her to the desk and laid her across the large marble desk. Her legs were dangling off one end and her neck off the other.

"Yea but bad is fun." Punk reminded her as he walked around the desk where her head was dangling. He kneeled down and kissed her lips then stood tall.

AJ watched from her upside down view as Punk undid his belt and tugged down his zipper. She licked her lips in anticipation and knew exactly what was about to happen. Her eyes widened as he dropped his pants and boxers to bunch around his knees and AJ quickly reached above her head and began to stroke him and lead his shaft into her mouth.

"Your mouth is so dangerous." He whispered as he placed the palms of his hands on the smooth marble and thrust gently into her mouth. AJ's free hands moved behind her further and grabbed at his bare ass to urge him deeper down her throat.

Punk kept his eyes on her and was pretty sure he was salivating at watching his beautiful fiancée take him this way. Punk moved one hand off of the desk and slid it down south until he was under her tight work pants and panties and cupped her. AJ moaned against his now rock hard member at the feeling of him touching her there.

"I can't have all of the fun." Punk forced out then let out a groan as AJ ran her teeth gently on him. Punk's fingers began to massage her clit and she was arching her own lower half up and into his hand but Punk was having trouble remaining strong as he was slowly hurling to his release.

AJ's hand joined his and placed it over it and forced him to touch her rougher and that again aroused him further. One of her hands was firm on his ass cheek while her other was helping him turn her on while her mouth continued to make love to him. If Eric could see them now he'd freak and that kind of only pushed AJ further into this.

Punk was so into AJ's mouth and pushing her to an orgasm that he didn't even realize how rough his thrusts had gotten until he heard her gag slightly. Punk quickly pulled out of her mouth and she frowned.

"No I want more." She pleaded reaching for him but he gently slapped her hands away. He walked around the desk to AJ's legs and pulled her pants down in record time and was inside of her before she had a change to say anything else.

AJ was sitting up with her legs wrapped around his waist as Punk used one arm to keep steady and the other was wrapped around her waist. Punk wasn't moving fast but he was going in hard. Every thrust caused the desk shake and AJ to scream out in pleasure.

"Is this ok?" he rasped out knowing he was going a little too hard.

"Harder." She begged. "And faster."

"Are you sure?" he asked her.

"You won't hurt me." She said knowingly.

Punk unwrapped her legs and hitched one over his shoulder as AJ dropped against the table and he began to thrust into her with everything he had as quickly as possible. AJ went to move her hand over her clit but she didn't have to she came after the third thrust but Punk kept going.

"Jesus Phil!" she cried taking everything his body offered hers.

"I love when you say my name." He grinned arrogantly. "Say it again." He hissed.

"Phil!" she yelled out and although her eyes were closed she knew he was surely smiling smugly.

Punk now moved his fingers over her sensitive nub and played with her until she clenched around him again causing him to shoot off into her body and she joined him a second later. Punk dropped her leg off of his shoulder and fell onto her body and kissed her throat because he didn't have the strength to reach her lips.

"You ok?" he asked her.

"I'm good." She smiled wrapping her arms around his back. "So good, I needed that." She kissed the top of his now sweaty head and he lifted his head.

"I want to get you home now." He said to her.

"I have to work but if you help I might cut the time down." She suggested and he pulled out of her body and pulled up his pants.

"Put me to work." He said seriously helping her sit up.

Outside of Marvel, a man was lurking across the street and looked up at Eric's office that had the light on.

"I did get in but your stupid brother showed up five minutes after me." Randy spat into the phone. "She also said security was there, I knew going to the office was a dumb idea."

"You are such a pussy." Mike snorted. "Maybe when Ryan gets out he'll have the balls to take care of this for me."

"Ryan is an idiot and the proof is the fact that he's in jail." Randy shot at his leader and friend.

"Fucking take care of it Randy. Don't make me fly out to LA." Mike warned then hung up.