"How precious is she?" Elise questioned with a smile whilst sitting at the kitchen table early the next morning, feeding little Liesel who had woke up not that long ago in search for her breakfast. Elise hadn't forgot what it felt like to have such a precious little thing in your arms. It felt like just yesterday that Toni was this size, and she was a frightened new parent who had to learn every day, having no mother or even father to get tips from.

"Precious. But loud." Dean sighed, having been woken by Liesel who was residing in their bedroom in her crib beside Elise's side of the bed. She had let out her cries early on, to which Dean considered was still during the night. Even Toni was still asleep.

"She was only letting me know she was awake." Elise defended, watching Dean switch on the kettle to make himself a coffee, to wake him up a little, knowing he had no chance of getting back to sleep now, "She looks like Phil so much." Elise admitted whilst looking down upon Liesel who was taking her bottle quite happily.

"Ok… how on earth can she look like him, besides the eyes? She's got a face just like the rest of the other babies in Chicago. Babies all look the same." He scoffed as Elise rolled her eyes.

"I see you woke up on the wrong side of the bed." She said as he laughed.

"No… I was just woke up early, because someone decided to start crying." He said as Elise gasped.

"Dean Ambrose, you are not angry with an innocent little baby, are you?" She gasped as he smiled.

"I'm angry at anyone who wakes me up before 9." He said whilst waiting on the kettle boiling.

He had questioned Elise about what Toni had slipped up on the night he was looking after her on his own, but she shut down the topic immediately and told him they would talk about it another time. He knew she was hoping that he'd just forget about it, but he hadn't. He wanted to know what had been going on and why his daughter was implying that Jack had hit Elise.

"You gonna talk to me now." He said whilst picking up his made coffee and sitting down across from her at the table.

"About what?" Elise asked cluelessly.

"About your dad. Toni telling me that-"

"Oh." Elise nodded, "That."

"Yeah… that." Dean nodded, "You know Phil would go crazy if he found out. I mean… I'm finding it pretty hard to deal with, but I can't really react or go out all guns blazing if you don't tell me what happened." He shrugged.

"It was my dad being my dad, Dean." Elise said.

"And what is that meant to mean?" Dean shook his head.

"He came over one night." Elise began, "I'd just put Toni to bed. It was a while ago, before AJ had even met Punk. I was still pretty distant from him and my dad." She said, "He came to me and asked me to sign over the shares he had left in my hands, from Invictus. He told me regretted ever putting my name down, and wanted me off it, to give it all to Phil." She shrugged, "I actually didn't care, but it was just… you know, story of my life, him pretending I didn't exist and paying all his attention on Phil." She said as Dean nodded, "So we got into a huge bust up. I started yelling at him, got in his face, showed him no fear which I know he hated, Phil always told me when I was a kid that if I ever showed him fear, he'd already won the fight without saying anything." She said.

"But why would he hit you?"

"I was just… getting in his face. I was saying that he loves Phil more than me. That he just pretends I don't exist. That he was a horrible father. Things that are pretty much true." She said, "And he just lashed out at me, slapped me across the cheek." She said, "Toni must have woken up with the shouting and made her way downstairs to see what was going on." She shrugged.

"He had no right to hit you." Dean said, "And Toni shouldn't have seen that." He said as she nodded.

"I know. But he'll get what's coming to him. Finally Punk has realised what he's like, and he's swaying away from him. For his own good." Elise said whilst keeping her attention on Liesel.

"I know that you think it's good, and I know AJ will think it's great. But… I think me and Phil both know, it isn't going to last for long. You know your father better than anyone. He's gonna play tricks, he's gonna play mind games on him until he comes back and agrees to taking over the place. I'm just worried that someone is going to get really hurt." Dean said.

"Dad would never hurt Phil." Elise shook her head as Dean just shrugged.

"I don't know." He said, "I'm worried for him. Phil is the type of… he's the type of person that won't let anyone know what's really going on behind close doors. Who knows what his father has said or done already that we don't know about-"

"I know my own brother." Elise said, "He would take action if he thought his family were in danger. He loves April and he loves Liesel. He wouldn't go on knowing they were in danger."

"But you know what your dad is like. He preys on people's weaknesses. What is Phil's weakness? The people he love. Who… who's to say that you might be in danger?"

"From my own father?" Elise questioned.

"Yes, Elise." Dean nodded, "This is a man, who literally has nothing left. His brother is gone. His daughter has hated him for the past decade, and his son is finally realising he wants to be a different person. Am I the only person that can see, that he is not going to just sit back and do nothing about it?" He said as Elise stared across at him.

"You think I'm in danger?"

"I think your in danger. I think Toni is, and I know April and Liesel are. In fact… Phil's the only one that I think is gonna come out without a single scratch." He said.

"I know my dad is twisted, Dean. But… he wouldn't hurt his own family… Liesel is his granddaughter, so is Toni for that matter." She added, "He wouldn't-"

"You and me both know he would." Dean nodded as Elise sighed.

"What do you suggest we do?" Elise asked.

"We leave." Dean said, "We leave, and we don't come back." He said as Elise shook her head.

"But… but everything we have is here. Toni is happy here. We… we shouldn't have to move." Elise shook her head.

"I don't want to see you get hurt, and I really… really don't want to see Toni get hurt. I'm-I'm meant to protect you both, and I just… I feel like something bad is going to happen. Your dad has been a quiet mess since Phil told him he was done. He's gonna erupt soon, and I don't want to be around-"

"But what about Phil?" Elise shook his head, "I won't leave him behind to deal with this on his own."

"If he was smart he'd leave too-"

"He hasn't got money, Dean. He's left my father, which means everything he had, all the money and fortunes he had, are gone. My dad cut mine off as soon as I left." She said, "And it's not like April is a millionaire."

"Well then they'll figure something out. My main priority is you and Toni." He said, "I don't think it's safe here anymore."

After Punk and AJ eventually woke up, they realised they had ruined a perfectly good and sunny day, but decided to still go out and have a nice evening. They had dinner on the beach front, and then headed off for a walk on the sand. Everything was calm and still. It was definitely a relaxing place.

"How do you think Liesel is?" AJ asked, her arm linked in his as she leaned against him whilst they walked along the beach.

"I think she's fine. And I think you need to stop worrying." He looked down at her, "What are you gonna be like when he gets older, and she goes and stays with her friends all the time, or she goes to college, or she tells you she hates you because believe me, Elise was a nightmare when she was a teenager."

"Well no offence, but she grew up in a house with you and your father. I'd be a nightmare too." She admitted as Punk smiled at the comment.

"I suppose you're right." He admitted, "Boys are much easier. I mean… they don't get moody, they don't whine when they can't have something, you don't have to worry about someone breaking their heart cause they'll just bounce right back up-"

"Are you saying girls are weak?" She asked.

"No… They just don't deal with love very well."

"Yeah, you're right. How dare we show our feelings while you men don't say a word and expect us to read your mind." She raised her eyebrows as he chuckled.

"I'm just saying… a son would be a breeze compared to a daughter."

"You're just saying that because you won't have to let a son go, or you won't have to walk a son down the aisle and give him away to another man."

"I might." Punk shrugged, "That wasn't my point. I'm just saying, you know… this is the easy part with Liesel. We should enjoy it whilst it lasts, because before we know it, she's gonna be eighteen, not talking to me, crying over some jerk I'm gonna have to go find and beat up." He sighed with exhaustion as she laughed.

"Who says she's gonna be like? What if she grows up, head in her books, nothing but going to college and getting a good degree in her mind."

"Then I'll have been blessed." Punk smiled.

"I didn't start seeing boys until I was older. We aren't all like you who loses their virginity at fourteen." She shook her head as he laughed.

"Yeah, but you grew up with your sister, she probably kept you right. I grew up with my dad. 14 was considered old to him." He said.

"How did you even know what you were doing?" She asked with confusion. When she was 14, she was more into books, and writing, and going to see art museums, and dancing, and going out with friends. Not worrying about having sex, not even shedding a thought on it.

"I didn't." Punk laughed, "I just went with it." He admitted, "What happened, happened. She was drunk, which was a little easier." He shrugged as she just shook her head.

"So you never… you never went outside and played with your friends. You never went to the movies, or go on a roadtrip somewhere. You didn't have a first kiss, or a crush? You didn't-"

"No." Punk said, "April, I was killing people by the time I was fifteen." He said as she looked down, "I know how much you want me to have experienced all that, how much you want me to have had a normal life and upbringing, but I haven't… and it isn't all that fun remembering it." He said as she nodded.

"You're right, I'm sorry." She said, rubbing his arm softly, "Do you remember anything you done with your mom? I know you were eight, but… you might have remembered." She shrugged.

"A few things, yeah." Punk nodded, "When she was pregnant with Elise, she'd always let me jump up and feel her kicking. That was when I was happy about being a brother and having a sister. Then when I realised that I had a sister, in place of my mom, I desperately wanted her away." He admitted, "It was always just me and her. My dad would be out doing work and we'd be in the house. She'd always let me pick the movie." He remembered with a smile, "But there isn't much I can remember. I was eight. I can't really remember much."

"At least you can remember somethings. I… I can barely even remember my parents." She admitted, "Of course I remember what they look like, but I just… I can never remember what we done, or how they'd talk or act." She said.

"Maybe your mind has chosen to forget, to avoid any pain." He said as she nodded.

"Or I'm just too busy living my life that I forget about them." She sighed with disappointment in herself.

"Your parents wouldn't want you upset over them for every day of your life. They'll be glad to see you with Liesel, and working in the studio, and being happy. I'm sure that's all they would have wanted."

"They would have loved Liesel." She smiled, resting her head on his arm as a small tear ran down her cheek that he managed to notice.

"Hey, don't do that..." He sighed, pausing and turning round as he wiped her tear away, "You don't have to get upset." He said.

"I know… I just wish they were here sometimes." She sighed, wiping her tears as he took her hand and sat down with her on the soft sand.

"I know you do. I know how you feel." He nodded, "But I see it as… my mom being at peace now. She had to deal with my dad's crap for so long. She had to worry if she was ever in danger, or me, because of his job. She didn't seem happy." Punk said.

"My parents were just innocent people, Phil. At the wrong place, at the wrong time." She sighed, "Your father shouldn't have got away with it." She shook her head.

"You're right. He shouldn't have. Because then me and Elise would have went into foster care, and we would have gotten a good home, and we could have grown up in a good environment. But he didn't. You didn't get justice, and I still had to live a horrible life." He said, "It's an unfair world." He nodded.

"I know." She whispered, leaning in against him as she asked the inevitable question, "Do you think he's really going to leave us alone?" She asked. Bearing in mind, they were both hiding their own secrets from each other. Punk hadn't told her about his fathers words to him when she was in hospital with her pyschosis, he hadn't told her about the flowers where he sent a card promising he would break down everything in his world. And AJ hadn't told him yet about her run in with Jack still. They were trying to protect each other from the same man, but they were both still in just as much danger.

"No." Punk said, "I don't. In fact, I know he won't. He's gonna try and try. And I'm scared because, he isn't going to hurt me. He's going to hurt you, and he's going to hurt Liesel." He said, "It's what he does."

"I um… I didn't want to tell you because… well I knew you'd go find him and punch him, but… the red mark on my neck-"

"Don't you dare tell me that was him." He shook his head.

"When you went to college that day to hand in your project, I went to see him in the club. I just… I just asked him nicely to leave us alone. I thought he'd appreciate me coming and being civil, but… he grabbed me by the neck and pinned me up against the wall. He wouldn't let me breathe-"

"Why didn't you tell me?" He asked her with anger, "He can't get away with that." He shook his head.

"I didn't want you to be angry." She shrugged, "But… I guess it was an indication that we're in danger. He doesn't care that you love me or Liesel. He's going to hurt us to get to you, and I… I'm scared." She admitted, "Not for me, but for Liesel. If anything were to happen to her-"

"I'd kill him." Punk said, "But nothing is going to happen." He tried to convince not only AJ, but himself, "I'm gonna go back and work with him-"

"What?!" AJ shrieked, shuffling over and looking at him in the eye.

"Let me finish." He said, "I'm gonna go work for him. Pretend that, it's my only option, because I don't want you guys getting hurt." He said, "And then I'm gonna take him down. I'm gonna corrupt him. I'm gonna expose him. And he's gonna beg me to help him. And that's when I walk." He said.

"Are you sure that's safe? What if he knows you're playing him?" She asked, "He is smart."

"He is. But I'm smarter." He said, "Trust me, it'll all work out." He nodded, pressing a kiss on her head as she rested it on his shoulder, sighing at the mess they were still in, despite their relaxing surroundings. At this point she didn't care what happened or how Punk dealt with this. She just wanted Jack wiped off the face of the earth.