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AJ woke up with a smile on her face as the LA sun shined through her condo. When she looked to her side she saw the man she loved sleeping soundly next to her. She couldn't believe three years ago she was married, unhappy, living in a dingy New Jersey home and the highlight of her days were grocery-shopping day. Now she truly felt she had it all. Sure she was starting to dread going into work now but she knew Punk was one floor above and would calm her down.
"It's creepy when you do that." Punk mumbled in a sleepy voice with his eyes still closed.
"How did you know I was looking at you?" AJ asked stunned.
"Because I can feel your eyes." Punk grinned with his eyes still closed.
"Now that's creepy." She teased.
"What are you thinking about?" he asked slowly opening his eyes.
"Just thinking about how happy I am and can't wait to marry you." AJ smiled.
"Speaking of that when is that happening?" he asked her curling into his pillow but keeping his eyes locked on her beautiful ones.
"I don't know." She said to him. "I mean I don't think we need anything big we don't really have family."
"You're my family." He said to her and she couldn't help but smile.
"We can do it anytime as long as Dean is there." AJ said to him and Punk groaned slightly and rolled onto his back. "What's wrong with Dean?"
"He had sex with you." Punk reminded her.
"It was over a year ago!" she laughed.
"It's not funny. Every time I hear his name I think of his dick being in you." He grunted annoyed.
"You envision me having sex with other people?" she teased and he rolled his eyes.
"You know what I mean AJ." He said shooting her a glare.
"He didn't even see me naked! It wasn't intimate or anything we've been through this." AJ reminded him.
"Been through it, not over it." Punk argued.
"How can I get you over it?" she asked him.
"By building a time machine and going back to that night and not having sex with him." Punk said simply.
"With all the places your dick has been you're really judging me?" she retorted with a snort.
"I didn't fuck my friends." Punk shrugged.
"You don't consider me your friend?" AJ asked him.
"Not when we first had sex, I barely knew your last name." He reminded her.
"Amy seems to think you two are friends." AJ pointed out.
"She's a clinger." Punk sighed annoyed running his hands over his face to wake him up.
"How many times did you have sex with her?" AJ asked him.
"I don't remember AJ." Punk said to her. "I don't keep count."
"Or track." She mumbled. "Have you been tested?"
"Seriously?" he asked with a sarcastic laugh.
"Yes I'm serious." She said to him.
"I go for a physical with a full blood work up every six months." He said to her. "And I can say I'm clean, what about you?"
"Me?" she scoffed.
"You had sex with Dean." Punk pointed out. "And Corey Graves who by the way fucks around more than I ever did."
"Well I happen to have a doctors appointment tomorrow so I'll ask for a full blood work up." AJ informed him. "I know I'm clean."
"I went to the doctor the minute we moved out here so I know I'm good." He said smugly.
"So that means I'm clean but I'll do it anyway." AJ said to him.
"No it doesn't." He smirked. "You can have something and just not given it to me yet. Why are you going to the doctor?"
"Because I should go for my checkup and I haven't been feeling well." AJ admitted.
"Yea you have no appetite." Punk said to her then frowned. "Are you pregnant?"
"No." she said with a roll of her eyes. "But it's nice to know where you stand on that." She said getting out of the bed.
"I would just be surprised that's all." Punk laughed nervously.
"Sure." She said to him. "So is a child something you don't want?"
"I've never thought about it but yea I'd take a kid or two." He shrugged. "But I'd rather be married first."
"Who knew you were so old fashioned." She bit back.
"Enough talk about this." Punk said sitting up.
"Yea enough talk we have to get to work." AJ said walking into the bathroom and slamming the door.
A few days later AJ was at work in Eric's office doing all the annoying tasks he left for her. She was really started to get annoyed and not even Punk's clout got her better treatment it only made things worse.
"Paul Heyman is flying in on Monday." Eric informed her.
"Really?" she asked happily.
"Yes really. Although I insisted he didn't have to he has requested us for a meeting." Eric said to her. "So what I want to know is what you've said to him."
"I've said nothing." AJ defended.
"Are you sure? Because it's unlike Paul Heyman to fly out to LA for a few hours for one meeting. Did you tattle on me? Say I wasn't being nice?" he mocked.
"No we've only talked about the work he's left for me and hasn't gotten done which I haven't since you've left me so much." AJ said to him.
"What about your idiot fiancé?" Eric asked her.
"Don't speak about him like that to me." AJ warned.
"I apologize, what about your faithful and dutiful fiancé?" Eric asked in a sarcastically sweet voice.
"I can't speak for him." AJ shrugged simply and that's when her phone rang. "Hello?"
"Please use company time and answer your personal calls." Eric mumbled to himself as he typed at his computer.
"Yes I can. Tonight at 6 is good." AJ told the person. "It would be easier if we could do this over the phone." She said to the person then frowned. "No, no I understand 6 is fine."
"Hope that's important enough to miss overtime." Eric noted not looking away from his screen.
"It's my doctor and she wants to see me as soon as possible." AJ said not wanting to confide anymore in the man she hated.
"Hope you're not pregnant." Eric chuckled.
"Why would you say that?" AJ asked annoyed. Obviously the first thing that popped into her mind was pregnancy.
"Because you'll be raising that spawn of Punk alone." Eric said amused with a big grin as he continued to look at his screen. "You want to borrow a coat hanger or if you'd like I'll punch you in the gut."
"That's crossing a line." AJ hissed standing up and pointing at him.
"Oh relax you sensitive little child." Eric laughed. "You women are always so touchy."
"I'm going on lunch." AJ said grabbing her bag and leaving the office with a huff.
AJ headed up to the next floor and passed Punk's secretary and walked right into his office and who was there sitting on the edge of his desk laughing it up? The red head who has been in his office constantly.
"I better get going." Amy said easing herself off of the desk and walked right past AJ shooting her a cocky smirk as she walked out the door.
"Really Phil?" AJ asked pointing to the door.
"I didn't invite her she keeps coming in here." Punk defended.
"So tell her not to!" she cried out.
"What's wrong?" He frowned jumping out of his chair. "Why are you crying?"
"My doctor called and she wants me to come in tonight as soon as possible." AJ told him.
"Why?" Punk asked confused.
"Something with my blood work and they can only discuss it in person." AJ said to him.
"That's really weird." Punk noted. "Maybe you are pregnant?" he suggested.
"Why didn't they just say that?" AJ asked him.
"I don't know babe, I'm not a doctor." Punk said to her.
"What if I'm sick?" she asked him.
"What have your symptoms been again?" he asked her concerned.
"I told you I had loss of appetite and nausea." AJ reminded him.
"Is there any chance you missed a pill?" he asked her.
"No I take them all at the same time everyday." She said sternly.
"There's no point of getting worked up." He said to her.
"Phil something could be wrong with me!" she cried.
"Nothing is wrong." He said pulling her into a hug and kissed the top of her head.
"Will you come with me?" she asked looking up at him.
"Of course." He said to her. "You didn't even have to ask."
"Eric mentioned overtime-" she began.
"Fuck him." He said to her. "We're going to the doctor whether he approves of it or not."
"I thought I wasn't feeling well because Eric kept stressing me out." AJ admitted.
"If he's the reason you're getting sick then we're going to have a big problem here." Punk said to her with wide eyes. "I'm not going to let him drive you crazy like that. You don't have to work you get that, right? I can provide for you."
"I like my job." She reminded him. "Or at least I used to. I'll talk to Paul on Monday when he flies in."
"Paul is flying in?" Punk asked surprised.
"I thought you called and asked him to fly in." AJ said looking at him.
"No I haven't spoken to Paul in two weeks." Punk admitted. "I really should give him a call."
"He wants a meeting with me and Eric." AJ told him.
"Good maybe Paul will take care of this prick." Punk said seriously.
"Still can't remember his wife, huh?" AJ asked wiping her eyes.
"No!" Punk admitted annoyed. "I don't remember him or his wife. She must not have been memorable."
"Who do you remember?" AJ asked him unsurely.
"Just you." He answered quickly and proudly.
"Good answer." She said forcing a smile. "I don't like Amy hanging around your office."
"I'll talk to her about it." Punk promised.
"No don't talk to her either just the next time she comes in tell her to get lost." AJ said to him.
"Whatever you want." He said to her.
Sitting in the doctors office Punk reached his arm over and grabbed AJ's hand because she was so jittery and nervous.
"What if I am pregnant?" she asked him nervously.
"Then you're pregnant." Punk shrugged. "We'll deal."
"Is it something you want?" she asked him.
"It's not something I thought about." Punk admitted. "But if you are then I'll adapt and be excited."
"Really?" she asked with a smile.
"Really." He assured her raising her hand to his lips and giving it a gentle kiss. "I mean so what if we're not married at the moment we will be and a kid isn't so bad. I mean it's half you so it's already awesome."
"Thank you. I really needed to hear that." AJ said to him and that's when the doctor walked in.
"Hello April." The older woman greeted taking a seat across from her. "And you are?"
"Her fiancé." Punk answered and shook the woman's hand with his free hand. AJ refused to let go of his other one.
"Nice to meet you." She said looking at AJ's file. "April we got your test results in and you came back positive."
"Positive for what?" Punk asked since AJ was too nervous to talk.
"Hepatitis B." The doctor said to her and both looked stunned.
"I'm sorry what?" AJ asked snapping back to reality. "How is that possible?"
"It's usually sexually transmitted." The doctor informed her. "It could be transferred through blood but you haven't-"
"How serious is this?" Punk asked cutting off the doctor. "I don't care how she got it I care about fixing her." Punk looked very serious and concerned and AJ was in awe on how concerned he really was for her.
"We caught it very early so we'll put her on a vaccine and it should clear up in a few weeks completely. You're lucky when you came in when you did. Hepatitis B can turn chronic and you'd never get rid of and that's when your liver starts to fail too." The doctor informed her.
"What about my fiancé?" AJ asked. "He was tested a few weeks ago and came back clean."
"It's possible but do you two use a condom?" the doctor asked.
"No." Punk said almost proudly.
"That's silly." The doctor scolded lightly.
"We're getting married. I trust her." Punk defended.
"Well now you're going to have to go on the vaccine as well because it could take up to six months to show." The doctor said to him. "Just to be precautious."
"I don't need the prescription but thanks anyway." He said coldly.
"So you're saying this was sexually transmitted to me?" AJ asked her doctor.
"Most likely yes." The doctor told her.
"How long have I had it?" AJ asked her.
"I'd say about nine or ten months." The doctor said to her. "I'm assuming since your fiancé isn't carrying it you received it from someone else…." She said to her almost judging her.
"We weren't together ten months ago." Punk snapped at her. "Stop judging her."
"I'm not judging." The doctor defended. But Punk could see it in AJ's face she was mortified and scared.
"You are." Punk hissed. "Do your job write the prescription for her so we can get out of here."
"I suggest you contact all of your sexual partners as well." The doctor said to her and AJ looked ready to crawl under the table.
"She'll get right on that." Punk said glaring at the doctor.
"I'll be right back with information and the prescription." The doctor said standing up and walking out of the office.
"I'm so sorry!" she said to him. "I don't know how-"
"Dean." Punk said coldly.
"I wasn't only with Dean." She reminded him. "But oh god I have to call him and tell him."
"He's the one who probably gave it to you." Punk snorted.
"Phil please take the vaccination for this." She pleaded.
"I've been treated for this before." Punk admitted quietly and she frowned.
"So I got it from you?" she asked slowly.
"No I was 18 and with a girl who was with my brother and they had it- it's a weird story but once you're vaccinated once you can't get it again. Your body is immune to it." He said to her.
"Your brother has it?" AJ asked him.
"Yea I mean he did. I'm sure he got it treated at some point." Punk said thinking about it. "Why AJ?" he asked slowly. "Are you saying you got it from him?"
"No!" she answered quickly. "It's just weird that's all."
"Maybe it was Graves." Punk said to her.
"Ugh." AJ groaned thinking about it. "It probably was."
"It's fine it's not chronic which is what's important." Punk said to her. "You get treated and it goes away."
"I feel dirty." AJ said to him.
"How many men have you been with in your life?" Punk asked her.
"You, Primo, Dean, Corey- that's it." She shrugged.
"Four men in your lifetime and you feel dirty?" he scoffed. "Please."
"How are you not disgusted by me? I have an STD Phil!" she shouted dramatically.
"I don't care about the STD I care about getting you healthy." Punk said to her seriously. "Do you know how serious this could have gotten? Your liver could have shut down. I read all about it when I had it. Some people can live forever with it and not even know, some people get really sick."
"Well she seems positive." AJ shrugged.
"She seems like an asshole and I want you to look into a new doctor." He said to her seriously.
Back at home AJ was too upset to sleep and paced back and forth holding her cell phone in her hand.
"Come to bed." Punk whined leaning in the doorway of their bedroom in only his boxers.
"I'm diseased Phil!" She argued. "I should sleep in plastic wrap on the floor."
"Come to bed." He repeated refusing to have this argument with her again.
"I have to call Dean." She said holding her phone up.
"So call him already and come to bed because I'm tired, grumpy and getting horny." He warned. "You can fix all three."
"I'm not having sex with you until I'm clean." She said to him.
"I even made the doctor tell you how I can't get it again. It's like the chicken pox." He said to her.
"It's ringing." She said pointing to the phone that was pressed to her ear and Punk rolled his eyes and went back into their room.
"What's wrong?" a groggy and sleepy voice asked.
"Sorry to wake you." AJ said to him.
"What's wrong?" Dean repeated knowing she'd only be calling this late if something wasn't right.
"I went to the doctor and I'm sick." AJ said to him.
"What do you mean sick?" Dean asked fully alert now.
"I have hepatitis." AJ choked out.
"Which one?" her asked her.
"B." She said sadly.
"Christ AJ I thought you were really sick." Dean said with a sigh relief.
"I am!" She argued.
"Are you in the hospital? Is your liver failing? Is your skin turning yellow?" Dean asked her.
"No they caught it very early." AJ said to him.
"You'll live." Dean said to her.
"We had sex." She said to him.
"And you think I gave it to you?" Dean asked amused.
"I was only with Primo and Phil before you and Primo and Phil don't have it." AJ said to him.
"I'm clean sweetheart. I had my checkup two weeks ago. And by checkup I mean Renee made me get tested for everything under the sun." Dean laughed. "You want me to beat the shit out of Corey Graves for you? I'll see him Monday."
"No." She said. "But is should call him right?"
"And thank him for infecting you?" Dean scoffed. "Fuck him."
"He's probably passing it on to other people." AJ said to him. "I'll text him at least."
"Yea that's the kind of conversation you want to have via text message." Dean laughed.
"Sorry I woke you." AJ said to him.
"Don't be sorry I'm glad to hear your voice." Dean assured her. "When am I seeing you?"
"Maybe we'll come to New York this month for a long weekend." AJ suggested.
"Good because Renee misses you too." Dean told her.
"Tell her I said hi. Goodnight Dean." She said then hung up.
AJ eventually ventured into the bedroom after texting Corey and Punk was looking up at the ceiling fully away.
"What's wrong?" AJ asked.
"I was gone a year and a lot could have went down during that year." Punk said to her still looking straight up.
"Like what?" AJ asked crawling into the bed.
"When I mentioned my brother and I had HepB you seemed concerned that my brother was a carrier." Punk noted.
"So you think I slept with your brother?" AJ asked stunned.
"Not willingly." Punk said looking over to her and her eyes fell heavy as she saw the tears in his own eyes. "You'd tell me if something happened during that time right? You would trust me enough no matter how you felt about it?"
"Of course." She said in a whisper.
"Don't tell me what I want to hear AJ. Did anyone touch you against your will?" Punk asked.
"I wouldn't keep that for you." She promised. "Why are you thinking this?"
"I keep thinking about Maria." He admitted. "Amy keeps hanging around and I keep thinking about how I treated Maria like shit then what my brother did to her-"
"I'm not Maria." She reminded him. "Your brother isn't even in LA."
"I know but-" he started.
"Why don't you give Maria a call and see how she's doing?" AJ suggested. "Maybe that will put your mind at ease."
"You're my only concern." Punk said to her. "You don't know my brother, what he's capable of. Maria got off easy in comparison to some of his other victims. I just can't even picture that happening to you- I can't…."
"It's not." She said kissing his lips sweetly. "I'm ok, I'm right here."
"I know." He said tugging her so she was resting her head against his chest. "It scares me how much I love you." He admitted almost fearfully.
"I love you too." She said kissing over his beating heart.
"Are you disappointed it wasn't a baby?" Punk asked.
"I would have taken a baby over this." She admitted with a laugh. "But it's not time yet. Let's get married and enjoy newlywed life for a little."
"I agree." Punk said to her as he used his thumb to draw circles over her back.
"Are you sure you're not disgusted with me?" she asked him and he chuckled.
"No I'm not. This happens AJ." He said simply. "It happens to thousands of people everyday I'm just glad it was caught so soon and it won't be chronic."
"I feel like a pig." She said sadly.
"Everyone gets an STD at some point." Punk shrugged. "Be thankful it was this and not HepC or HIV."
"Yea I guess it could have been worse." AJ agreed.
"A hundred percent worse." Punk said seriously. "Want me to punch Corey in the face for you?"
"Ugh I would love that actually." AJ said seriously and he laughed.
"Consider it done." Punk promised.
"Are you sure you're not disgusted by me?" she asked him unsurely.
"I'm positive." He laughed and kissed her cheek sweetly.
"No sex." She said rolling over so her back was to him and pulled the blankets up over her shoulders.
"Fine." He said wrapping his arms around her waist and tugging her against his chest. "I just need to be close to you."
The weekend was over and AJ arrived at Marvel an hour early to go over everything before Paul's meeting.
"Paul." AJ gasped upon seeing him already sitting in Eric's office.
"You're early." Paul noted coolly then grinned. "I trained you well." He then stood up and gave her a hug.
"I've missed you." AJ said hugging him tightly.
"So I have no reason to believe that you are more interested in working for Eric than me?" Paul teased pulling away.
"Ugh god no." AJ said disgusted. "Did I do something wrong? Is that why you flew down?"
"You haven't gotten any of my assignments I sent for you to do." Paul noted.
"He's kept me busy." AJ admitted.
"Yes I've checked your clock in times. You've worked overtime almost everyday since you've been here." Paul said seriously. "But none of the work your assigned to do is getting done."
"Like I said Mr. Bischoff is keeping me occupied." AJ shrugged innocently.
"That's why I'm here." Paul said to her.
"AJ you left your phone in the car." Punk said walking into the office then smiled upon seeing his old buddy Paul.
"There he is." Paul grinned giving Punk a hug.
"Good to see you Paul." Punk said slapping his back. "You're here to fix this Eric thing I presume?"
"Yes I am." Paul said stiffly. "So how terrible has he been to you? I assume he's bitter over Punk sticking it to his wife of ten years still?"
"You know that?" Punk asked him.
"You wouldn't remember." Paul said with a roll of his eyes.
"When my doctor called in the office yesterday he offered me a coat hanger or a punch to the stomach in case I was pregnant." AJ told Paul and both Punk and Paul looked disgusted.
"He said that to you?" Punk asked growing red.
"No, no you go." Paul said pushing Punk out the door.
"No fuck that." Punk spat.
"This will be a calm meeting." Paul informed Punk.
"He's gone too far." Punk hissed in Paul's face.
"Yes and that's why I'm here to handle it all." Paul smiled pushing him all the way outside and slamming the door closed. "Still a hot head I see." He laughed.
"He's just protective." AJ defended lightly.
"Yes he is but so am I." Paul said sternly. "When Eric gets here you leave the office and let me handle things."
"I don't need things harder here." AJ said to him. "Just let him-"
"Let him push you around? This is my business he's screwing with now. I'll take care of everything." Paul assured her.
When Punk walked back into his office he had his head down looking at his phone but when he closed the door he heard a voice.
"I would lock that if I was you." Amy said to him with a smile.
The red head was propped up on his desk only wearing a matching pair bra & panties lace set and Punk was in shock.
"I saw you came in early today." Amy noted reaching behind her back and unclasping her bra. "No one is here yet."
"Amy-" Punk started as she climbed off the desk and tugged down her panties.
Punk didn't want to look but he was a man, he couldn't help but stare at the remarkably fit and completely naked woman in front of him. Amy slinked her way over to where Punk was frozen in place and wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her body against his.
"I'm engaged." Punk choked out making direct eye contact now.
"I don't see the future little misses anywhere." Amy smiled and leaned in and pecked his lips, but Punk's body knew not to respond actually Punk's body didn't react to her at all and that kind of concerned him. Was something wrong with him? Not that he wanted to act out on it but his body should have had some sort of reaction. "Are you sick?" Amy frowned pressing further against him and not feeling a bulge even start to harden.
"I'm engaged." He repeated seriously unwrapping her arms from him and leaning over to pass her back her clothes. "Get the fuck out."
"Punk-" she started.
"No get your shit and get out!" he demanded pointing to the door.
"What happened to you?" Amy asked as she quickly got dressed. "You want me I saw it in your eyes."
"No you didn't." Punk said coolly. "If I wanted you I would take you right there on my desk like I used to." He shot at her.
"Fine." Amy said slipping on her dress but smiled down at the floor as she decided to leave her panties off and tucked on his chair slightly.
"Don't come back here." Punk warned her as she stormed out of the office and slammed the door behind her.
"What was that about?" AJ asked walking into Punk's office. He was relieved to see his fiancée.
Before AJ could say anything else Punk pulled her against him and ravished her mouth with his own. His hands moved to her rear as he squeezed and played with her backside and lifted her up and pressed against the wall. AJ couldn't help but arch slightly into him and Punk pulled away from kissing her and smiled arrogantly at the feel of his shaft getting hard against her. Nothing was wrong with him, AJ was just the only one to turn him on.
"Phil." She whispered grabbing his face and frowning. "What was she doing in here?"
"Making a fool of herself." He said with a grin then moved his lips over her neck.
This wasn't a good idea and AJ knew it but she couldn't resist his mouth on her pulse as he lightly sucked on it. AJ rested her chin on his shoulder and looked straight ahead but then her eyes wandered down to the floor and she pushed Punk off of her.
"What is this?" she asked pushing out of his embrace and reaching to the floor by the chair and picking up a pair of underwear, female underwear that didn't belong to her.
"I can explain that actually." Punk smiled nervously.
"Did you have sex with her?" AJ asked disgusted.
"No!" Punk yelled. "No, no, no!"
"So she just took off her underwear for the hell of it!" AJ yelled trying to walk to the door.
"When I came in she was already stripped down I threw her out." Punk assured her standing in her way.
"She was naked in your office?" AJ asked him.
"Yes! I had nothing to do with it." Punk said to her but nothing he said seemed to help.
"I can't deal with this." AJ said shaking her head. "How could you let her in here like that?"
"I didn't!" Punk yelled.
"So women just removed their underwear for you often? Is this a common thing I have to deal with?" AJ asked him. "When we're married am I going to have to worry about Amy? Or Eric's wife? Or one of the other thousands of women you've been with showing up pantie-less?"
"AJ-" he started.
"Just let me leave." She said trying to get out the door but Punk was pressed against it.
"It's really not what you think." Punk assured her. "I didn't touch her."
"It doesn't matter. How would you feel if some guy walked into my office and stripped naked in front of me?" AJ asked him. "Please just let me go." She begged.
"I'll never let you go." Punk responded then frowned. "But if you want some air to cool off then I'll step away from the door." He moved from the door and AJ rushed right out.
She was not having the best couple of days, maybe LA wasn't the right move after all…..