A/N; Hey guys! Gona be taking a bit of a time jump in this chapter. Not much. But just giving the heads up. Please REVIEW and let me know what you're thinking of each chapter. I guess I'm sort of losing inspiration for writing the story as barely anyone is reviewing. Thanks to those who do review, greatly appreciate it. -Lauren

The next day, AJ was indeed meeting up with the director of the theatre production she was being offered to star in. She was swayed by the idea now, as she realised it would be a lot of work, and with Punk now on her occupant list, she didn't know if it would ruin their relationship.

"So the show is in three months time. It's on a series of nights every second day of the week. So four days. Monday, Wednesday, Friday and Sunday." John said, in a coffee shop with AJ bright and early the next morning.

"So ultimately, I'm gonna have to start rehearsing just now. Three months isn't a lot of time to execute eight lengthy routines." AJ said, "I spoke with my higher girls yesterday and they were all extremely excited." She smiled.

"Well I'd start right now if I were you." John nodded, "I already have the songs and costumes ready. I'll send you an email with the songs attached so you can get working on it." John said.

"Ok." AJ nodded with a smile. She knew she couldn't turn down something like this. It was way too exciting. She knew she could work her way around being with Punk and rehearsing. He had a job too. They could both work out a routine of some sort of when they seen each other. It wasn't like they were getting very serious.

"Great." John smiled, "And if you need help in finding a teacher who can teach your younger classes at the studio whilst you're rehearsing, let me know and I'll look around." He said as AJ shook her head.

"Oh, it's ok. A girl who graduated from me a few years ago is going to step in. She's great, and I know she'll get everything done." AJ smiled, "Thank you for this opportunity." She said gratefully.

"No. Thank you." John said, "I have a feeling this is going to be great." He said as AJ smiled to herself. She was honoured to be chosen, and it was probably the greatest thing she could ever do in her career. Star in a show. She couldn't wait to start rehearsing.

3 months later…

Three months had passed and it had indeed been a very busy three months. As well as rehearsing for the biggest show and moment of her life, she'd still been seeing her boyfriend of now just over three months. She'd never been happier. Although a lot of hard work had to be put into rehearsals, it made it all worth it now that the show dates were literally just around the corner.

Her and Punk had been getting on wonderfully. His father was keeping out of their business, and Elise had even began to come round to the idea of her brother and friend dating. At first she thought it was just Punk using AJ, but he really wasn't, he actually really liked her.

He'd had to have a lot of patience these past few months, as sometimes AJ would come home from rehearsing all day, and just long to lie in bed and pass out from tiredness. But he was still satisfied with that. As long as she was in his arms.

He'd been getting on at work just fine. Their business was running rather smoothly and there had been no hiccups since Dennis and his boys had recruited to the Invictus side. Punk was surprised at how calm his father was being. A little too calm for Punk…

"Will you be around tonight?" Jack asked Punk, sitting in Invictus with him, along with Sami and Dean.

"No. I'm at AJ's show." Punk replied, "Why what's up?" Punk asked him as Jack just shook his head.

"It's alright. I'll get one of the other boys. It's just another job I need done." Jack said, "You send April my love." He said as Punk nodded.

Not that he wanted to doubt his father's actual concern for anything AJ done, he wasn't sure why he had all of a sudden had a change of heart in the past three months. Maybe he had realised that he wasn't losing him at work. That he was just going to be out from time to time. He hoped that. It was either that or he was planning something that he didn't want him to know.

"I will." Punk said, watching his father walk out of the club, turning to his friends who were unboxing stock from behind the bar, taking a seat on a stool whilst hunching himself over the bar.

"You're really spending your night at a damn dancing show?" Sami asked with raised eyebrows as Dean sniggered beside him.

"Yeah. I am." Punk said, "Any of you have a problem with that?" He asked.

"No." Dean said, "Just not sure if you've lost your balls in the middle of fucking this chick. What the hell has she done to you." Dean laughed.

"She hasn't done anything to me." He rolled his eyes.

"Yeah. I guess you're right." Sami said, "You're still an asshole around here." He laughed as Punk just shook his head.

Punk had such a great three months with AJ. It actually worked out better that she was so busy with rehearsing because it gave him time to help his dad out and his uncle. It didn't matter if he took her out for dinner, or he cooked for her, or he took her to the cinema, or if she forced him to some art museum. He just loved spending time with her. He never would have imagined his life like this. Actually waking up to someone in the morning and loving the feeling of it. He didn't think he could sleep alone again.

"Has my dad… I don't know, been acting a little strange lately?" Punk asked for their opinion.

"He's a lot less agitated than he usually is. I think your Uncle moving here has took the pressure off him a lot." Sami nodded.

"You think?" Punk asked as they both nodded, "I don't know, he was so sure about me not dating AJ, and now he's all, oh she should join us for thanksgiving and oh we should have dinner one time together… and all this crap." Punk screwed his eyes up.

"Maybe he's just realised he was being a bit of a dick." Dean shrugged, "Because let's face it. He was."

"Or he's planning something." Punk suggested.

"Like what?" Sami asked.

"I don't know. You know he goes quiet when he's up to no good." Punk said as they nodded. It was true, whenever Jack was quiet for a length of time, something explosive would follow.

"I wouldn't worry about it." Dean shook his head, "When are you leaving tonight?" He asked.

"In an hour or so." Punk said, "I think I'm going with Elise." He said.

"Good luck with that." Dean laughed, "Bad enough having to go watch a fucking ballet show, but with your sister shrieking in your ear like she always does." Dean just shook his head, "You couldn't even pay me."

"Well I'm actually glad I'm going with her." Punk said, "We've been getting along recently." He said.

It was true. He and Elise had been getting along extremely well since he had began dating AJ. It took her a while to come round, but like he told AJ, she would get over it, and she did, and now he felt closer to her than ever. He thanked AJ for that. If it wasn't for her, his sister probably wouldn't have got to see that side of him that AJ always brought out in him. The good, kind side. Not the side he had to put on with his father and friends.

Punk had arrived early at the theatre AJ was performing at and was meeting her backstage to wish her good luck before he met Elise and got their seats.

When he seen her he thought he might have fallen over with how insanely gorgeous she looked. She looked fabulous during the recital he seen her perform at, but she just looked insane. Her hair was poker straight again and her make up was even thicker than last time. She had dark eyes to match her costume which was also black. Her outfit was completely irrelevant to a ballerina, the darkness meaning, but that's what made it so unique and different.

"I thought you weren't gonna come backstage." She said as he looked upon her.

"I was just gonna wish you good luck. I'm meeting Elise in five minutes. So I can't stay long." He said to her, "You look-"

"I feel like I'm gonna throw up." She panicked, holding her flat stomach, barely listening to a word he was saying. She had never been more nervous in her entire life. The theatre was so big, she felt like she was going to faint.

"Hey, you're gonna be fine." He promised her, "You look good and you're going to look amazing up there." He smiled as she shuffled her feet and played around with her hands.

"I'm so nervous." She sighed. She knew once she got the first show out of the way, she'd feel better. There was just so much pressure on her, "I mean… there's real critiques in the audience. Newspaper journalists… what if it gets a bad write up?" She looked up at him as he shook his head.

"Don't be stupid. It's gonna be amazing, and if they guys don't like it then screw them." He said as she smiled.

"Thank you." She cupped his cheek. He'd been so great and supportive throughout these hectic months. Whether it was just him being there to sleep with and hug into at night. Or if he was taking her out for dinner at the end of a stressful week. He was amazing. Sometimes it was extremely hard to believe that he would go out and do all sorts of despicable things at night when he left her house in the morning.

"Don't be worried ok. You're gonna do great." He encouraged, pressing a kiss on her head, not wanting to ruin her glossy lips, "I love you." He smiled as her stomach turned. She'd heard those words from him before. They'd just recently began uttering those words to one another, and she still couldn't really get her head around it. She did love him. She'd fallen in love for the very first time, and it was someone who she never envisioned falling in love with.

"I love you too." She smiled as he nodded, walking away and leaving her to calm her nerves in peace again whilst he went and met his sister.

About an hour later, Punk and Elise were sat in their seats with Toni who was so eager to see her teacher, and almost an auntie figure to her, perform on such a big stage at one of America's top theatres.

"She looks so nervous." Elise whispered to Punk as they watched the show. There was no denying AJ looked tremendous on stage, and looking around, the audience were amazed at her talent, but she and Punk could both see how nervous and terrified she was. But they supposed it fit in with her clueless and terrifying character she was portraying through her dance.

"She'll be fine." Punk whispered back, his eyes fixed on AJ, who he knew would find the strength to overcome her fears and do what she done best. She already looked phenomenal up there.

"She looks amazing up there." Elise said, Toni sitting on her lap as Punk nodded.

His eyes were constantly on AJ, but they somehow managed to wander away, catching his eyes at each of the entrances to the theatre audience. There had to be about six doors, and at each door, men entered dressed in black with their faces covered. Call him crazy, but he sensed something happening.

"Elise..." Punk whispered, leaning into his sister, "Keep Toni close. Cover her eyes. Stay down… alright?" He whispered quietly as Elise slowly turned round with confusion, her eyes latching onto the entrances to each section of the theatre.

"Oh God-"

"Don't panic." Punk whispered, shimmying his phone out, keeping his eyes on AJ the entire time, so proud of her for her incredible performance so far. She was half way through and the interval was almost coming up. He just hoped nothing went down anytime soon.

He took his out his phone and text messaged his father and practically all the boys from Invictus, letting them know what was going on. He could see on one of the intruders hands that same tattoo the group that called themselves The Union had. It was them alright.

"Phil, what is going on?" Elise whispered.

"Stay calm." Punk whispered, "At the interval, I want you to-"

But as soon as he said that, gun shots began to echo through the theatre as the music being played by the musicians came to a slow halt. He watched as AJ paused on stage, looking around at all the frantic audience scampering.

Punk dashed out of his seat, running by the moving audience trying to escape, running down the aisle that split the two sections up, running up the stairs to the stage and yanking AJ's hand, pulling her off as she looked still like a frozen statue.

She wasn't sure what was happening. She couldn't comprehend anything. One minute she was dancing, beginning to get used to the feeling of being on stage, beginning to enjoy the attention and the spotlight, showing off her talent elegantly. Next minute gun shots were going off around the theatre, and the audience were running around frantically in fear. And now she was being whisked off stage by Punk.

"We have to get out of here." Punk spoke quickly, letting go of her hand and grabbing a jacket he spotted behind the curtains, turning back around as she began holding her chest.

"C-Can't… Can't breathe." She gasped. She felt like she was going to faint. So much had happened at one, and the sight of such a feared audience. The sound of the loud bangs still going off, she knew she was passing out.

"April… April!"

Well AJ doesn't have much luck with performing :( Will she be ok? Will Elise and Toni be ok? Who are these guys and what do they want? What will Jack have to say? All coming soon. Stay tuned and REVIEW!