The Reunion

"How do I look?" AJ smiled, walking out of the bathroom in a simple black dress and cardigan, her hair straight with a little bit of make-up on. She figured she'd dress accordingly for all the people who told her she looked like a boy in a high school.

"Um… do you wanna just… stay here? I think I've changed my mind." Punk smirked, pointing to the bed in their hotel room as AJ laughed and smiled.

"Don't tempt me because I will." AJ told him, "I look ok?" She asked him for real.

"Gorgeous." Punk smiled, walking over to her and kissing her cheek, "You smell good too. Are you trying to impress someone?" He asked her with a smile.

"Only you." She smiled, "You look handsome." She smiled. He had some jeans and a checked shirt on. He was no doubt probably going to be shocker of the night considering he looked a lot different from when he was eighteen.

"And I'm bandage free." Punk told her, lifting his shirt up and showing her his side as she smiled, grazing her hand along his scar.

"How does it feel?" AJ asked him.

"Back to normal." He nodded to her as she smiled. Over the past few weeks, AJ had officiated her divorce and was still contemplating on whether or not she was going to visit Ben. She'd also moved back in with Punk and sorted out the mortgage she had been paying. Things had been good, and they'd been helping one another through their own problems which was great. Life just made so much more sense back together, but of course they were still overcoming a lot.

"Ok, can we go get this over with?" AJ asked him as he smiled and nodded.

"Yes, we can." Punk nodded, "Dean is already down there." He said as AJ nodded, taking their room key and opening up the door as he followed behind, taking her hand and walking down the corridor as she smiled.

He knew she loved little things like holding hands, and it felt good to have her back by his side. He felt like his life was back to making sense again, and after being so close to death, twice, he didn't want to have any regrets what so ever. He knew every minute was precious, and every minute he wanted with her.

They got to the reunion and managed to find their way to Dean who was sat at a table with some of the guys he used to play football with.

"I thought I told you to get a table on our own." Punk whispered to Dean, taking a seat with AJ.

"Uh… I wasn't gonna come sit myself." Dean whispered back.

"Phil?"

Punk looked over as one of the guys shouted on him. He remembered all their names. It was strange to see everyone so old and grown up. Most people in the room he hadn't saw since high school literally.

"Hey, man. What's up?" Punk nodded politely to Freddie, who used to be captain of the football team.

"You're a walking miracle, huh?" Freddie smiled, "God was looking out for you, man." He nodded as Punk just nodded along, "How did it feel?"

"How did what feel?" Punk shook his head as AJ distracted herself by looking around, figuring out which girls were married and which weren't, shadily hoping the girls that used to call her a boy weren't married, or even there for that matter.

"You know, almost dying." Freddie said as Dean rolled his eyes, "It's just a wonder, that's all."

"Something's telling me you wouldn't have been able to handle it." Punk smirked as Freddie laughed.

"Same old Phil Brooks I remember." Freddie nodded.

"I'm gonna get some drinks." Dean said, patting Punk on the back and leaving the table as Freddie looked over to AJ and Punk, not recognising AJ at all, watching as they spoke to one another.

"Hey, Phil. You not gonna introduce us to your wife?" Freddie said, only assuming.

"Uh…" Punk shook his head, "April?" He pointed as AJ looked over at Freddie, "She's not my wife." He said.

"Holy shit." Freddie sat up straight, "April Mendez?" He smirked.

"I don't look that old, do I?" AJ smiled nervously to Punk.

"No, you look great." Freddie said, "Incredible." He corrected as Punk narrowed his eyes a little, "Who knew you two would have lasted this long... I thought you just had a fetish for emo kids, April." He smiled as AJ forced a fake smile.

"I did. I still do." AJ nodded as Punk smiled to himself.

"Maybe I should have taken a page out of the Punk bible." Freddie smirked, "I'll catch you guys later." He said, leaving the table once he saw another familiar face. The ngiht basically consisted of spotting people and rushing them to ask, do you remember me? Which AJ and Punk found amusing.

"Well he's as annoying as I remember." AJ laughed to herself, leaning into Punk as they looked around at everyone.

"He asked you to your formal. Remember?" Punk said, his hand at the small of her back as she nodded.

"Yeah, I remember you telling me not to go with him. You didn't trust him." AJ said, "And that was before we dated." She smiled up at him.

"I had my eyes on him." Punk nodded, "Do you regret not going?" He asked her.

"Where?" AJ said.

"Your formal." Punk said, "I know you secretly kinda wanted to go." He nodded.

"Not really." AJ shook her head, "I think I spent it… in a much better way." She smiled up at him as he smirked and nodded, giving her a sweet kiss as she leaned back into him and waited for Dean to return with drinks.

"Oh my God." AJ moaned, laying on her back in her bedroom, eighteen years old and spending the night of her school formal with someone she actually wanted to be with and spend time with.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum." Punk grunted, thrusting into her as he felt her legs curl around him, looking down at her naked body as he pumped in and out of her, groaning to himself as he leaned down and kissed her softly as she ran her hands through his blonde hair, moaning into his mouth, breaking the kiss as she rolled her head back.

"Yes! Right there." AJ cried out, "Please cum inside me." She whispered to herself, feeling her body reach her release as she tightened around him and reached her peak, her body going rigid underneath his as he came just after her, spilling himself inside her whilst burying his head at the curve of her neck, groaning to himself with every spurt he let go of.

"Fuck." He moaned as she smiled, cupping the back of his head as he eventually pulled out of her and collapsed beside her in the bed as she turned to him and smiled.

"It's almost like you can't keep up." She smirked, looking over at him as he laughed.

"Well your hips don't stop for no one." He said as she laughed to herself and curled into him, still trying to find their breaths, "You regret not going to the formal?" He asked. She'd been beside herself all week on whether or not she was going to go to her formal. She knew Dean was going so it wasn't a case of her feeling scared in case she didn't have anyone to sit with, but she just didn't know if she was even feeling up to it anyway. She knew her mom was out of town and so decided she would have rather spent her time with her boyfriend.

"No." AJ shook her head, "No, there's no place I'd rather be right now than here, with you." She nodded, looking up at him as he smiled.

"I was the better option, it's true." Punk nodded as she smiled, "We're at that annoying age where we gotta start thinking about what we want." He said, fixing the pillow behind him, getting comfortable as she lay against his side with the sheets covering them.

"What do you mean?" AJ asked him, her head resting on his chest.

"Well, I know I'm not at school and I have my job… saving for the apartment… but… you gotta start asking yourself where you wanna go… what you wanna do… who you wanna do things with." He nodded as she looked up at him, "Like where do you see yourself in…. ten years?" He asked her.

"Hopefully I'm an attorney. But right now my only focus is actually getting into law school." She laughed a little.

"You'll get in." He nodded. He knew she was smarter than anyone he knew.

"Hopefully." AJ said, "Maybe I'll have a house too… I always wanted a nice garden. You know in movies where you see them having barbeques, and there's jugs of lemonade being passed around, and there's music…" She smiled as he nodded.

"That's way too happy." Punk laughed as she nodded.

"Yeah, I know." AJ smiled, "Babies too. I think… I think I want babies." She nodded, "Everyone's goes through a phase where they decide they don't want kids, right? They're gross." She nodded, "Dirty. Loud." She shook her head as Punk laughed a little, "But I guess they're cute sometimes." She nodded.

"We'd have cute kids." Punk nodded as she looked up at him, "They'd be like half Puerto Rican, half pasty skin, half Punk rock, half brains, half cute, half terrifying… that's a good vibe." He nodded as she laughed.

"It doesn't sound it." She said as he smiled, "What do you want?" She asked him.

"I don't know, really." Punk shrugged, "I mean… I think I just wanna be happy and… have the people around me happy." He nodded.

"God, why are you only sweet when it's only me around?" She said.

"Because I hate everyone else." He said bluntly as she nodded.

"It makes sense." She nodded, "Well, ten years wherever we are… I hope you're with me." She smiled up at him as he nodded.

"Yeah, me too." He smiled, leaning down and pressing his lips against hers softly.

The night carried on and what was a few hours AJ was dreading, she actually enjoyed sitting with Punk and Dean, laughing at all the people they used to laugh at in high school. It was nice to see the people who they did get along with, and of course every now and then someone wanted to ask Punk what it was like being on death row, but she was trying to forget about that.

"We're gonna split to our room." Punk told Dean, "I think we've had enough reuniting to last us a lifetime." He said whilst AJ put her coat on.

"I might stick around." He nodded, eagerly looking over at the bar where a few girls were standing, girls whom he thought were cute in high school and who he thought were still attractive.

"Good luck with that. They were horrible people." Punk noticed him staring and smiled, patting Dean on the back as he stood up.

"Yeah, back then. They're surprisingly nice now. Even nicer to look at." He nodded as Punk just shook his head.

"Hey, you go on." Punk encouraged, "I'm not gonna stop you." He said, turning to AJ, "You ready to go?" He asked her as she nodded and smiled, eventually leaving the party once saying goodbye to Dean and others whom they cared enough to say goodbye to.

It was nice to get out, and AJ didn't expect it to be as enjoyable as it was. There was a lot of normality that was brought with it, and it took her mind off of a lot of things.

"Do you have the key?" Punk asked her whilst taking the elevator up to their floor and walking along to their room.

"Yeah, here." AJ said, taking the pass key from her bag and handing it to him as he opened up the door and walked on in, "How is your side?" She asked.

"Yeah, it's alright. Little aches every now and then but… that's normal." He assured her, "That wasn't so bad after all, was it?" He said as she smiled and walked over to him, standing at the end of the bed.

"No, it wasn't." AJ smiled and nodded, "It was nice to see people who were actually nice to us." She nodded, "But I know for a fact that a lot of people didn't know who we were." She laughed a little, playing with the buttons on his shirt as he nodded.

"Well, that is their loss." Punk said, "It was even good to see the jerks too." Punk nodded.

"Yeah, a lot of them haven't changed. At all." AJ said as Punk nodded.

"I'm just glad we could go together and… take our mind off of things for a night." He smiled to her, "I know it's been pretty busy trying to move on and carry on as if nothing even happened, but we're getting there, right?" He said as she nodded.

"Yeah." AJ smiled, "Yeah, everything feels like it's falling into place again." She nodded.

"Yeah, it does." Punk agreed, "I'm just glad you're here with me." He smiled to her as she nodded.

"Me too." She smiled. This time around for them seemed much more serious. Not that it wasn't ever serious before when they dated, but now they knew what it felt like to miss one another, and to attempt to have a life without each other in it, and it didn't work out, clearly. This time they knew there was no giving up on one another. They knew what their love was worth.

"I'm gonna go freshen up." She told him.

"Ok." Punk smiled to her, pecking her on the lips before walking around the bed and laying up on one of the sides.

AJ discretely grabbed her bag and took it into the bathroom with her, closing the door over as she unpacked the lacey underwear set and stockings she had bought, stripping out of her clothes and putting it on, fixing her hair and make-up as she done so.

He always brought out a side in her that wanted to have fun, whereas Ben… she couldn't remember a time where she tried to dress nice for him… in fact, she couldn't even remember going away to a hotel for a night with him either. And she knew it was wrong for her to compare, because her relationship with Ben was different, and she knew she wouldn't be able to live her life normally if she kept comparing them, but she knew one thing for sure, and it was that she felt more comfortable with Punk than anyone else. That would always be the case no matter what.

She smirked to herself, already imagining the drop in his mouth when she came out of the bathroom. She made sure everything was sitting right, turning around and looking at her ass in the mirror, adjusting her stockings around her thighs before tidying the bathroom back up, spraying some perfume and opening up the door.

She walked out of the bathroom and around the corner, standing against the wall as he lay on the bed and looked up from his phone, dropping it out of his hand once he noticed her.

"Hey," AJ smiled, leaning off the wall and walking over to the end of the bed as he stared at her, looking her up and down, watching as she turned around for his benefit as he groaned to himself.

"Oh my God." He said, looking on at her black stockings and the black lacey underwear that was teasing him terribly. He hadn't even expected it. He knew they would have had a nice night, but he didn't know she was going all out.

"You ok over there?" She asked him, turning back around and looking over at him as he nodded, "Do you want me to go put my clothes back on?" She teased.

"No." Punk said immediately as she smiled, "No, don't do that." He shook his head, propping himself up on his elbows as his eyes feasted on her. She was literally the most insane looking thing he'd ever known, and he had missed this devious side to her.

"Are you just gonna sit and stare?" She asked him as he nodded honestly causing her to smile, "So you want me to just… stand here all night?" She asked him.

"Come here." Punk nodded as she smirked, walking around the bed to the side he was laying at, running her hand along the bed as she walked, placing one knee down and climbing over him as she straddled his hips and lowered her face down to his.

"I take it you like this?" AJ whispered, kissing his neck as he ran his hands up her thighs, over her stockings and to her waist as he nodded, "Well, I know someone likes it." She smirked, feeling him hard already.

"You're fucking beautiful." Punk said, lacing his fingers through her hair as she pressed her lips against his, beginning to unbutton his shirt whilst his hands continued to run up and down her thighs and over her waist.

As soon as his shirt was off, he flipped them over where AJ was on her back and he was on top. He couldn't wait to dive straight into her. All of her, and she was just as eager to feel him. She felt powerful and confident in herself with him, and it always resulted in them having A plus nights.

Meanwhile at the reunion, Dean was at the bar and had bought a girl he was talking to a few drinks, talking to her in their own private conversation. He remembered her being in a few of his classes, but they'd never really spoke.

"You're not how I remember you." Anna shook her head as Dean nodded.

"Yeah, most people have said that." Dean said, "You're exactly how I remember if that helps." He said as she smiled.

"A bitch?" Anna smiled.

"Well." Dean scoffed.

"It's so weird how everyone is still in their cliques…" She looked around as Dean did too, nodding to himself.

"Maybe at the next one we'll mingle a little better." He said as she smiled to him.

"You're a lot nicer than I thought you were." Anna admitted with a small smile as Dean raised his eyebrows, "I don't know, I used to be afraid of you and your brother… or maybe it was just your brother." She shook her head.

"Were we that scary?" Dean laughed a little.

"A little." Anna smiled, "But I think I might have got it wrong." She nodded to him as he looked into her eyes and nodded. He wasn't drunk enough to not know what he was doing, but drunk enough to know he wanted to go home with someone.

"You uh… you wanna get out of here?" He smiled to her as she smiled back and nodded, about to grab her jacket quickly when Freddie approached them, wrapping his arms around both of them, drunk of course.

"Where are you off to so quickly?" Freddie asked them with drunk, hazy eyes, breathing alcohol in their faces.

"I'm just walking Anna out to get her cab." Dean explained, "You should have a seat." He said as Freddie stumbled around and collapsed on a bar stool, finishing the drink Dean had left.

"Freddie, maybe you should go home. You look rough." She said.

"Only if you come with me." Freddie teased as Dean rolled his eyes.

"She's going for her cab, c'mon." Dean took her hand.

"No, wait… I don't know if… if I trust you." Freddie got back to his wobbly feet as Dean looked across at him, "I mean… let's face it… we… we all remember you and your brother as like… the outcasts… like you'd been zapped by lightening or something." He laughed, looking to Anna who he wanted to laugh, but she didn't.

She had once been the so called popular girl at school, but after realising there was more to life than boys, make-up and hair extensions, she realised she wished she had been nicer to people. Freddie hadn't realised that just yet, which was embarrassing.

"Freddie, you're embarrassing yourself." Anna told him.

"Oh, saint Anna." Freddie laughed, "Don't pretend you weren't… you weren't amongst the people who would talk about it… how you and your brother were like wolves." He said, "No family. No home." He said, "You're just being nice to him now because you want his dick in your mouth." He looked to Anna.

"Hey, that's enough." Dean warned, "C'mon, your drunk. This isn't what this night is all about."

"You know I wasn't surprised." Freddie shook his head, placing his hand on the bar to keep himself steady, "As soon as I saw those… those news headlines, I… I messaged Danny up and the rest of the football team… and I said, hey that… messed up kid, Dean's brother, he's getting the lethal injection in a few months… no motherfucker in here was surprised." Freddie laughed as Dean's nostrils flared, "In fact, I was more surprised when they released him-" Freddie couldn't talk much more as Dean let loose of a hard right hook, knocking Freddie off his feet as Dean launched himself over him, his anger snapping completely as he let loose of the only way he knew how to release his anger… fighting.

A/N: Let me know what you think!