Through The Night

"I don't have any clothes with me." AJ whispered the next morning, waking up in the safest pair of arms she'd ever known, having slept like a baby the entire night with his body to comfort her.

"Then you'll have to walk around naked." He whispered back as she smiled.

"You'd be alright with that, wouldn't you?" She smiled as he nodded.

"Yeah, it could work for me." He said as she smiled to herself. Everything felt peaceful and calm in his arms. Like absolutely nothing was going on around them, and it was only the two of them in the whole entire world.

"I forgot to ask… how did you get fired from the garage?" AJ asked him. They were now getting a chance to catch up on what they had missed of each other's lives.

"Oh." Punk laughed to himself, "I uh… I had a disagreement with a customer. The worst thing working there was people coming in and telling you what was wrong with their car, when half the time they didn't have a clue." He said as she ran her fingers up and down his chest, "I just snapped, I guess. Doug fired me on the spot." He nodded.

"Yeah, you didn't really have the best of patience." She nodded.

"For the right things I do." He nodded, "So I was unemployed for a few months, which… I thought would be great but it's fucking horrible. No income, just sitting around doing nothing." He shook his head, "So I took the job in Florida." He raised his eyebrows, "That didn't work out, obviously." He smiled as she nodded.

"Yeah, no kidding." AJ sighed, "I can't believe I almost lost you." She whispered to herself, "Twice."

"I don't lay down for no one. You know that." He said as she nodded and smiled.

"Yeah, I do." AJ said, "Were you scared?" AJ asked "Waiting on the injection?" She asked, even though it was a pretty stupid question.

"What do you think?" Punk asked her, "Yeah, I was scared. I didn't know what it was going to feel like. Dying." He said, "Those months leading up to it… I just thought about everything I'd screwed up, everything that I hadn't got a chance to do yet." He said, "That killed me itself." He said, "I was worried about Dean." He nodded truthfully, "We've always had each other, you know? I was worried that he would fall apart." He said.

"I would have looked out for him." AJ said, "Oh, why are we depressing ourselves like this?" She laughed a little, looking up at him as he smiled, "You're here. That's all that matters." She nodded, leaning up and pressing a kiss on his lips as he kissed back.

"So…" Punk pulled back from the kiss, "Does this mean we're giving this another go?" He asked, "Are you gonna come back and stay here?" He asked her as she nodded.

"Yeah, this feels like the only home I ever had." She nodded, "And I've got a feeling all of this divorce stuff is gonna be hard going… I might need a little… a little bit of ease." She nodded as he smirked.

"I'll do my best." He smirked, pressing his lips back against hers as she kissed him back, climbing over him delicately, both of them still naked from the previous night's activities. She remembered to be careful around his side and kissed down his body until she was met with his length, wrapping her hand around him and stroking him up and down as he looked down and moaned to himself.

She stroked him up and down for some time until she closed her mouth around him, bobbing her head up and down on his hard length as he moaned to himself and rolled his head back and forward.

"Fuck, Ape." Punk groaned to himself, bunching her hair back from her face as she continued to bob her head up and down, feeling his length hit the back of her throat as she switched back and forth from using her mouth and her hand.

She went back to using her mouth, beginning to deep throat him as he looked down at her and moaned.

"Shit." He groaned, "Fuck, baby. That's it." He moaned, watching as she freed her mouth from him for air, using her hand on him again as she kept a steady rhythm throughout, going back and forth, sending him crazy like he remembered, feeling himself start to get close.

She continued using her mouth on him until she felt him tug her up by the arm a little as she smiled.

"What?" She smirked.

"Come sit on my face." He told her as she raised her eyebrows and smiled, feeling him pull her back up her body as she shuffled all the way to his face, feeling his hands circle around her waist, gasping aloud as she felt his tongue and mouth close around her centre, grabbing onto the headboard in front of her as her eyes rolled to the back of her head.

"Oh… Oh my God." She shuddered, feeling him use his entire mouth on her, "Fuck." She moaned. She forgot the types of things he did to her body.

He continued to eat her like she was his last meal, never missing a second to tease her clit and entrance and any other visible are he could get to, pushing her further and further towards the edge.

"Phil, I'm gonna cum." She moaned, gripping onto the headboard, feeling her body start to tense as her release was on the horizon, every bump and flick of his tongue pushing her further and further over, "Don't stop." She gasped, and she meant that for life. She never wanted them to stop or give up again. They knew the importance of one another.

AJ shuddered as she felt herself reach her release, gasping as she grabbed the headboard and moaned out, lifting her hips up away from him as it almost became too much, trying to find her breath as he pulled her back down and lapped up her spilled juices as she shook at the feeing.

She then moved back down his body after finding the awareness to do so, meeting her lips with his and kissing him deeply as she tasted herself on his tongue and smiled, pulling back.

"Taste good?" Punk smirked as she smiled, answering him back by pressing her lips back against his, finding his length and straddling his hips as she sunk down on his entire length, moaning out as she collapsed back over him and pressed her lips against his, beginning to move her hips up and down on him, never taking these moments together for granted again.

Later that day after Punk and AJ eventually got up, they made some breakfast which eventually got Dean up and out of his bed.

"I gotta say…" Dean said whilst pouring himself coffee, "I missed you, AJ. But I did not miss being woken up through the night to the sounds of what could only be described as murder taking place." He said, turning to Punk who sat at the kitchen table and shrugged, "I'm gonna be putting in for more night shifts again." He said as AJ smiled to herself, watching him walk over to the couch whilst she looked over to Punk who smiled and winked to her.

"So when are you going back to work?" Punk asked Dean, heading over to the couch.

"Tomorrow." Dean said as Punk raised his eyebrows.

"That's quick." Punk said with surprise, "You not gonna give yourself a few days?"

"I can't take anymore time off." Dean shook his head, "Plus, things are fine now. Right?" He turned to him.

"Well yeah, but… I don't know it… it seems too quick to just jump back into every day life."

"Are you kidding?" Dean said, "I can't wait to get back to normality. These past few months have been all over the place. It's nice to be home again and… carry on." He said.

"Yeah, I suppose." Punk nodded, watching as Dean looked at him.

"So… what's going on then?" He asked quietly, "Are you back on?" He asked.

"Yeah." Punk nodded with a smile, "Yeah, I think we are. I think she's gonna move in. I'll help her get through this divorce and we can… we can try and give it another chance." He said as Dean smiled.

"I feel like my parents have just gotten back together." Dean grinned.

"Stop." Punk shook his head.

"Who knew that you almost getting killed would have brought a light at the end of the tunnel." Dean said.

"Yeah, who knew?" Punk nodded, turning around and looking over at AJ, watching her as she hummed to herself with the kitchen radio on in the background, making herself breakfast. He'd missed that sight. He'd missed it a lot, "I think we've both realised how much we need each other." He said, turning back to Dean who smiled.

"Hey, I'm just happy that you're both happy. It was always better when she was around." Dean nodded as Punk nodded in agreement.

"Yeah." Punk smiled.

"Hey, I'm gonna eat all this if you don't come get it." AJ said from the kitchen as Punk smiled to himself.

"I'll get it for you." Dean stood up, "You are the invalid after all." He nudged him as Punk nodded, smiling to himself and sitting back on the couch. Things felt good, Really good.

Later that night, AJ had brought some clothes over from her house to the apartment. She knew it would take some time to officially move back in, so decided to bring just a few things over. It felt great to be spending the day with her best friends. For so long, they were all she ever had, and being back with them brought so many good memories back, not to mention being back with Punk really felt like a no brainer. It seemed like the only thing that had ever made sense in her life.

The apartment was dead silent. Dean was fast asleep in his room and AJ and Punk were also fast asleep too, until AJ woke up from the sound of Punk beside her. He was still sleeping with his eyes closed but he was gasping for air like he couldn't breathe, and screaming which terrified her.

"Phil." AJ tried to wake him, sitting up, "Phil, wake up." She pleaded just as the bedroom door opened with Dean rushing in with worry after being woken up.

"What the hell?" Dean shook his head with worry, "Hey, man! Wake up!" Dean yelled as Punk's eyes opened up, both of them watching as he slid up the bed, breathing heavily as they looked at him.

"Phil, are you ok?" AJ placed her hand on his arm as he jumped a little, "Hey, it's ok. You're alright." She nodded softly, pressing her hand gently back on his arm as he looked at them both.

"Hey, man. You're alright." Dean nodded, "Just… just a bad dream, yeah?" He said, glancing over to AJ as they both internally agreed that it was more than just a bad dream. It was almost like a night terror.

"I'm fine." Punk nodded to them both, loosening up a little from being tense as he came to his senses and realised he was ok.

"Do you want a drink?" AJ asked him.

"No… No, I'm fine. Just… let's go back to bed." He nodded as Dean looked over to AJ who just nodded to him with assurance.

"Alright." Dean nodded, patting Punk on the arm and leaving the bedroom, closing the door behind him as AJ watched Punk lay back down.

"Are you ok?" AJ whispered, curling into him, kissing his chest as he gulped and nodded.

"Mhm." Punk nodded, "Yeah, I'm fine. Just… go back to sleep." He whispered, kissing her head, his eyes wide opened, too afraid to close them back over incase he ended up back there. In that room.

A/N: Let me know what you think!