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Invincible	By : LeylaChaz Category: WWF/WWE > Het - Male/Female Views: 1327 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do NOT make any money from the writing of this fanfiction. I do NOT know CM Punk or anyone else in the WWE. All OC's and original story lines belong to me. This is purely free entertainment for mature viewers only.

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Additional Disclaimer: I do not know any one who is currently employed by the WWE, or that has anything to do with the WWE. I do not know CM Punk aka Philip Jack Brooks personally, nor do I have any contact with him. I do not own CM Punk aka Philip Jack Brooks (although, I wish I did. Hey a girl can dream can't she?), or anything that has to do with him, his personality or character. I do not own anything that is WWE related. The only thing I do own is all OC's and original story plots for this story and series. No money is being made from this fiction, it is just purely free entertainment for all mature adult viewers. So please, don't sue me. I promise I'll put everyone back when I'm done playing with them. Okay? Mmkay!

Parents: I love kids, I do, but I can't cater all my writings for them. Please monitor what your children are viewing, if I could I would. But I do not assume any responsibility what so ever if your under age child/teen does view this. That's why this warning is here, because this fiction will not be underaged friendly. Again, parental responsibility. Please use it with your children and especially with their online activity. It's so important that you do it. Thank you!

Author's Notes: If you haven't done so already, please go to my profile, and check out the first story in this series called, "We Will Always Have Twitter." It is the first part of this story, and without reading it, you will be completely lost on this story! This is the sequel/second part of the series! So go read it, before starting this story!

Soooo guess who's back? Lol, I've missed you lovelies for my short lived fanfiction vacation. This chapter, is just going to be a nice ease into the story. We're going to start off with Punk and Josh actually meeting for the first time! But from here on out, after this chapter, things will start happening at a much faster pace. Remember, at the end of the first story, our love birds were finally hitting their peak. So now we're gonna see what fame can do, and if their relationship with each other can survive it. (Evil smirk)

Big thank you's go out to everyone who reviewed the last chapter and epilogue to, "We Will Always Have Twitter," you guys are simply the best. I will do personal thank you's starting next chapter.

Oh and if this chapter is a little boring, I'm sorry, it's only because I'm having to set up new drama. Which I start to do that, at the very end of this chapter!

So without any further interruptions, on with the show!

Chapter 1: Changing Directions.

Phil held Persephaine's hand as their plane landed in New Orleans. It seemed that her fear of plane landings, were simply a part of who she was, not that he truly minded of course. It gave him just one more reason to touch her, and hold her hand. He smirked as he looked down at their joined hands, she was trying her best not to grip his hand, any harder than she was currently doing. Poor girl, she was terrified, but she did a great job of keeping it under control.

He could tell that she was nervous from more than just the plane landing though. Persephaine had been one big bundle of nerves, since Punk told her he wanted to spend the rest of his week off with her and meet her son, in New Orleans. That was big for him, because usually in the past, he just had his girlfriend's spend their time with him in Chicago. He wasn't one to just venture off to spend time with them too often. It was always, them doing it for him. Persephaine was different though, he wanted to spend time with her, in anyway that he could. He sighed.

He was in deep with this woman, and she didn't even realize, how much she meant to him yet.

It was quite scary when he thought about it, but he was in love, with the unknown. That alone, made him smile, and at that moment he knew. This woman would be either be apart of his life forever, or he was going to fall flat on his face, either way he would never regret this. She was worth it to him.

Finally, the plane landed at New Orleans international airport. Once they made it off the plane, Punk and Persephaine grabbed their bags, and walked out to the garage to get in her car. People stopped and stared at them, but generally didn't bother them. When they were loaded up, Persephaine turned the car on and pulled out of the parking space.

"Are you ready?" He asked her.

"I am, I'm just nervous, that's all. I don't want Josh to feel uncomfortable, and I don't want you to feel out of sorts either." She said softly, while chewing on her bottom lip.

"I'm already out of my element here, but I'll be fine. Worst thing that's going to happen, is the little guy won't like me too much. Which would be understandable, because I'm not his father. If that's the case, we'll just see where it goes and I'll help you work on it with him. Stop worrying so much, I'm not going to just leave if he doesn't like me." Punk said, trying to reassure her.

"I know. I can't thank you enough for wanting to try, and for trying to be patient about this. But I also know this can't be easy for you either." She told him.

"No, truth be told, I'm nervous myself. It's not going to stop me though. I'm looking at this, as a learning experience." He said back with a smile.

She looked over at him and smiled as well.

It was a Wednesday afternoon, and she decided she would pick up Josh early this week, which was fine by Jake. Turns out, Josh was taking well enough to Bianca, and was very respectful to her. It gave her some hope about Josh and his handling of Phil.

"So you were telling me about your ex and how Josh is handling the new girlfriend?" He asked.

"Oh yeah, I was just thinking about that actually. But Jake, my ex, has a new girlfriend named Bianca. She seems pretty nice and alright so far. She'll be graduating in another week, with her degree in social work, and she wants to work with children in need. Seems a bit saint like to me, but hey, it's admirable." She said while concentrating on the road.

"Are you... jealous?" Punk asked with a smirk.

"Hell no. I'm glad that Jake and I are over, and I'm in love with you, dork." She said with a smile of her own.

"You know, it's okay to hate the new girlfriend if you want to." He told her with a laugh.

"What makes you think I want to hate her? She got Jake off my ass didn't she? Seems to me, like I should be thanking her!"

"'Seems a bit saint like to me, but hey, it's admirable.' Yeah, doesn't sound like you want to hate her at all. I think you do want to hate her a little bit, but realize that you can't without seeming childish." Phil laughed at her.

"Oh shut it. I don't hate her, I think she seems a little too perfect, I won't lie about that. But so far, she seems like a sweet woman." She snipped back at him playfully.

"Persephaine, she's not better than you. You know that right?" He asked her, finally realizing what was going on.

"Maybe, I'm not sure. But it does bother me. It just kind of makes me feel like I wasn't perfect enough, not trophy material you know?" She said back, just thinking outloud.

"I think you're better than trophy material. Besides, I don't want a trophy girl. I want an independent and smart woman. Strong, beautiful and amazing in bed." He told her, wiggling his eyebrows at her.

She laughed.

"You wonder why I call you a dork." She mumbled.

"You wonder why I keep making you stay in bed with me the next day, and barely let you leave." He said back.

"Phil!" She playfully scolded.

"What! It's true!" He said back laughing, as she reached over, and playfully smacked his arm.

"You're an ass. And don't talk like that in front of Josh." She warned with a smirk.

"I'll try." He told her, as he leaned his seat back, and pulled his hat over his face.

"Persephaine,"

"Hmm?" She asked while keeping her eyes on the road.

"You're perfect to me, and I love you."

She smiled.

"You're perfect to me as well, and I love you too." She said as she took his hand in hers.

An hour later, they were pulling up at Jake's house to pick up Joshua. Persephaine was excited, and Phil could tell. Her eyes, just lit up.

"You ready to meet everyone?" She asked him nervously.

He smiled, leaned over and kissed her lightly on the lips.

"I was born ready baby." He said with a smirk.

"Uh oh, I know that look. Behave yourself Punk." She warned him.

"I'll try," he said as he climbed out of her car.

She sighed.

"Please God, don't let me regret this!" She mumbled to herself as she climbed out of her side of the car.

Jake and Bianca met them at the door.

"Hey Seph." He said giving her a hug, and passing her to Bianca as well.

"Hey guys," she said hugging both of them at the door.

"Jake, Bianca, I want you both to meet Phil. Aka, CM Punk." She added with a smartass smirk of her own.

"Wow, nice to meet you!" Bianca said extending her hand to him.

Punk smiled at her.

"Nice to meet you too Bianca." He returned as he shook her hand.

"The infamous CM Punk. Nice to finally meet you." Jake said, extending his hand as well.

"The infamous Jake. Nice to meet you as well." Punk said back civilly, returning the hand shake.

"Come on in guys, I'll go check on Josh, and see if he's ready." Jake offered the couple, as they followed him inside.

Bianca leaned over to Persephaine and whispered in her ear.

"I hope you don't mind me saying, but he's even more gorgeous in real life!" She whispered excitedly.

Persephaine turned to her with a wicked grin.

"Trust me, I know!" She answered her with a wink.

"I bet you do!" Bianca whispered back with a giggle.

Both girls giggled at this, as Punk turned around and gave them a funny look.

"What's so funny?" He asked them.

"Oh nothing handsome." She said with a smirk.

"I bet." He mumbled.

"MOMMY!" Josh screamed out excitedly as he spotted his mother, and ran for her.

She dropped to her knees and opened her arms wide for him, as she smiled.

"Hey baby!" She said excitedly as he jumped into her embrace. Phil watched their interaction with interest. No wonder she was so keen on spending time with him, on her time off, even cutting her time with Phil short to do so. Not that he ever truly minded, he understood, Josh had to come first and that was perfectly fine. Their relationship appeared to not suffer from her crazy work schedule. He smiled, she seemed to have found a nice working balance, for him, her son, and work. The little boy, had blonde hair and her blue eyes, that just popped and sparkled.

'Just like hers,' he thought.

Josh was the perfect blend of Persephaine and Jake. He was going to be tall like his mother. For four years old, he already stood at his mother's hips, and Persephaine was a stunning 5'9''. Jake was just a couple inches shorter than her, something he planned to pick on her about later on. Punk just hoped it didn't land him in the dog house.

'I'll just do it on the road when we're not around Josh, maybe then she won't get too upset.' He chuckled to himself.

Other than that, besides her height and eyes, Joshua looked like his father. Even the same nose and head shape. It actually stunned him a little bit, just taking it all in.

"We both had blonde hair as children, Persephaine actually has dirty blonde hair naturally. When she isn't dying it, that is." Jake said with a smile. He knew Punk was taking in the sight of the little boy and figuring out who he truly looked like.

At this time, Josh turned to see who his father was talking to. Persephaine held her breath. Moment of truth. Do or die time.

"Joshua, you remember how you and mommy had that talk about a close friend of mommy's?" She asked him.

Josh kept looking at Punk, and Punk stood there letting the little guy size him up. Somehow he understood the child's need to size him up.

"Yup." Josh's answer was short as he turned from his mother and walked to Punk.

"Josh that's mommy's close friend, CM Punk. I told you mommy worked with him." She said, not exactly sure what to say.

'Seriously? Why the hell does this have to be so hard! How did Jake do this?' Persephaine thought to herself as she watched the two size each other up. Bianca came to her side and gave her hand a gentle squeeze, to reassure her.

Josh stopped just short of Punk and looked up at him, they stared at each other for at least a few seconds. To Persephaine and Jake, it felt like an eternity. Suddenly, Josh must have noticed the tattoos on his hands, because he looked at his hands and turned to his mother.

"Mommy, he drew on his hands! Why can he draw on his hands, and I get a timeout when I do it?" He asked, as he turned a scowl on her.

Persephaine let out a laugh, as did all the other adults in the room.

Phil had to admit, he liked the little boy's inquisitive nature. He wasn't afraid to challenge authority, just like him. He smirked.

If Persephaine had been looking at Punk, she would have known that now that these two met, she was in a whole new world of trouble.

"Baby it's tattoos. Those are real and don't wash off. You know about tattoos, remember daddy has a couple of them. Those are a lot different than your markers Josh." She explained to him.

"Still, why does he get to do it, and I can't?" Josh pressed.

She laughed.

"Joshua you're four, he's a grown up. I know, it's not fair, but that's how it works right now. Sorry dude, that's the rule. While you're a child, you're skin stays clean. Okay?" She said again with a smile, but there was no mistaking her firmer tone which told the young boy, not to push mom.

"Okay." Josh sighed.

"I'll tell you what, you want me to let you see some of mine later on?" Punk asked decided to help Persephaine out a little bit. She smiled.

"Cool!" He said in awe.

"Boys." She laughed as Bianca joined in.

"Can't live with them," Bianca started, "can't live without them!" Persephaine finished.

At this, all the guys in the room, glared at the pair of women. Even Josh.

Both of the ladies, just laughed even harder at them.

"Alright, now Josh, where's your manner's? What do you do when you meet someone?" His mother told him.

The little boy stuck out his left hand and looked up at Phil.

"I'm Joshua." He simply said, with a curious look.

"Hello Joshua, I'm Phil." Punk said, shaking the little boy's hand.

"It's nice to meet you mister Phil." The young child told the older man, using the manners, his mother instilled in him not too long ago.

"It's nice to meet you too Joshua." Phil smiled at Josh, so far, he liked this kid's style. He was cautious when it came to his mother and it showed, but he also didn't mind questioning his mother to a certain degree. This kid was intelligent, and to him, that showed amazing parenting skills already for Persephaine and Jake. In other words, he was impressed.

"Good job little man! Alright, are you all ready to go?" Persephaine smiled proudly at her son.

"Daddy is my bag packed?" The four year old boy asked his father.

"Yup, plus your V-Smile and toy airplanes and trucks are packed in there too." Jake said as he handed Persephaine the packed Buzz Lightyear bag.

"Thank you." She said with a smile to Jake.

"You're welcome, I remember how upset he was at both of us last weekend when I forgot to pack those!" He shuddered at the memory of a very upset Joshua.

"Thank you daddy." The older tot, smiled at his father. If he had to go another weekend without his V-Smile and toy planes, someone would have gotten an ear full!

"You're welcome, now come give me some hugs dude!" Jake smiled as Josh ran over and gave him a bear hug.

"I love you daddy."

"I love you too Josh." He told the young boy as he let go of him.

Josh ran over and gave Bianca a handshake, seeing how he still wasn't one hundred percent comfortable hugging her yet. She smiled and returned his handshake.

"Bye Josh."

"Bye Miss Bianca!" He said as he started out the door.

"Bye King!" He yelled from outside, as Bianca's dog gave a bark in response to the child.

"Alright guys, we're gonna get out of here. See you on Sunday!" Persephaine told them as she started walking out the door to keep with her energetic son.

"Bye, and it was nice to meet you Punk." Jake said, shaking his hand one last time.

"It was nice to meet you both as well. Bianca, congrats on school." He said very respectfully, shaking both of their hands again.

"Thank you! Have a good weekend." She smiled back.

Once outside, Persephaine could be heard trying to get her son to stop running around and get in the car.

"Joshua! Get over here! I have to strap you in!" She yelled out across Jake's yard, to the four year old tot on the swing set.

"Coming!" He yelled back as he jumped down, and ran for his mother's car.

After getting Josh settled in his seat, and getting settled in too, they started to make the twenty minute journey to her house.

Persephaine looked over at Phil, who was looking out the window.

"Are you alright?" She asked him.

He snapped his attention to her.

"Oh yeah! I'm perfectly fine. Are you alright?" He said with a smile.

"I'm fine. I was a little worried at first, but I think it's going to be okay. I hope." She said back.

Josh meanwhile, was playing with his V-Smile in his booster seat, not paying them any attention.

"Everything is going to be fine. He's vastly intelligent for his age, very well spoken and versatile." He finally told her.

"I've always spoken to him like an adult. Which is weird I know, but it works. There's none of this baby talk non-sense and he pronounces most of his words correctly because of it. Sometimes, he'll stumble over the occasional big word, but other than that, he's more advanced than most children his age around here." She told him proudly with a smile.

"With the exception of the mommy and daddy references." Punk smirked at her.

"Well I was reading somewhere, while I was pregnant with him, that establishing gender roles of the parents is vital in a child's development. That's why you'll catch me doing that. But even I have to admit, now that he's getting older, I've got to switch that up a little bit." She said back, a bit sheepishly.

"It's cute actually." He said with a chuckle.

She gave him a smirk.

Soon they were at her house, and Alyssa met them outside.

"Jesus, Mary, Joseph and the camel! He is hot!" Alyssa blurted outloud.

Persephaine had a face palm moment, as her face turned an instant shade of red.

"Yeaaaaahhhhh... Phil that's Alyssa." She said trying to defuse the awkward tension.

Punk laughed as he shook her hand.

"Nice to actually meet you this time Alyssa." He told her with a playful wink.

"Oh good lord, and he's a natural flirt too? Persephaine! Where can I get one?" She asked her friend excitedly.

"Calm down, and come help me with your nephew's stuff!" She said holding out the Buzz Lightyear bag, for Alyssa to carry for her.

"Shit! Sorry!" Alyssa said running over to help her.

Punk couldn't help but laugh at Persephaine's roommate and best friend. She was exactly like Persephiane said she would be. Spunky, said what she thought, and just all around cutesy girl. While normally, those kinds of girls would sometimes annoy him more often than not, something about Alyssa made it funny. He guessed because it was her natural demeanor, and not a show she put on, like other girls tried to do.

"Baby, can you pop the trunk?" He asked her, as he walked to the back of her car to grab their bags.

"Sure. Thank you." She smiled at him as she hit the button on her key ring.

"No problem." He smirked at her and started carrying their bags in.

Once inside, Persephaine showed him to her room so Punk could drop off the bags, while Josh played in the living room. He was still oblivious to most everything around him, and not caring about it either. That V-Smile was his world. If the little hand held device ever broke, Persephaine and Jake were screwed!

Punk set down the bags, and took his black zip up hoodie off, placing it inside his suitcase. Persephaine couldn't help but smirk and turn red as she noticed his hoodie caught his shirt, and she saw a slip of his flat stomach. Quickly averting her eyes before she got caught, she walked out of the room, and out into the kitchen.

"Josh you want something to eat buddy? I know it's late, but I'm about to cook, if you want something." She told her son, as she noticed he was in his, "V-Smile zone."

"Nope, I already ate with daddy." He said, not looking up once.

She smiled at him.

"Alright man, but if you change your mind, let me know."

"I want something, if you don't mind." Punk smirked at her while leaning on the counter beside her.

"Yeah yeah! I already know you're hungry! Mister garbage disposal!" She teased him.

"Just for that, I'm not going to offer to help you cook anymore." He said as he pretended to be offended by her.

"Fine, then go play." She said back with a laugh and stuck her tongue out at him.

"Real mature!" He teased her back, as she threw an oven mitten at his head, while he was running out of her kitchen.

"Don't test the cook. Haven't you already learned that, at some point in your life?" She told him as he continued to laugh.

"Nope!"

"Figures," she mumbled to herself.

At this point Alyssa, walked into the kitchen, with the biggest grin that Persephaine had ever seen.

"You dirty hoe! You slept with him, I know you have! I want details later woman!" Alyssa whispered to her as she laughed and walked out of the kitchen.

Persephaine threw her second oven mitten. This time, she hit her intended target. The back of Alyssa's head.

Alyssa picked it up, and threw it back at her, to which Persephaine just laughed.

While in the middle of cooking her noodles, her cell phone went off.

Racing over to her handbag on the kitchen counter, she pulled it out and answered it.

"Hello?"

"Persephaine, it's Steph. Sorry to catch you on your day off, but do you have a fax machine at your house?" Stephanie asked her young friend and employee.

"Sure do. What's up?" She answered back.

"Great! I'm about to fax over the notes my assistant took during the creative meeting today. Don't worry, it was just the team here at the main office, and it has to do with a certain story line. I wanted you to go over it, and fax me back your feelings and ideas on it. Turns out, my dad and I want you to stay on television for a while. You bring in good numbers with Punk, and obviously that's exciting. If you think any changes should be made, or ideas should be canceled, fax it back to me by tomorrow afternoon." Stephanie told her.

"No problem girl, I gotchya!" Persephaine told her and gave the older woman her fax number.

"Alright girl take care, keep Phil out of trouble for us, and I'll talk to you tomorrow!" She said as she hung up.

Racing over to her fax machine, Persephaine watched as the fax started to come out. Picking up the first page, she scanned over it quickly, until a certain name popped up.

John Laurinitis.

"Phil! Come here!" She called out.

He came in a few seconds later, and she looked over at him.

"Before I show you what I have in my hand. Swear to me that you won't go to Stephanie or say anything to anyone we work with or for." She asked him.

"Persephaine, what's wrong?" He asked her, noticing her worried look.

"Please just promise me first?" She pleaded with him.

"Okay, I promise. Now would you kindly tell me what the hell is going on?" He asked her once more.

She handed him the unofficial script.

"The reason why I need you to keep this quiet, is because this is the idea Stephanie and the rest of our team is working on. We aren't allowed to tell you guys anything, until the kinks are worked out. Which is why, more often than not, you guys are the last to know about what's going to happen. Anyway, Punk I'm worried. I have to go over this script layout for the next few months, and so far their idea is... well... I'm sure you get what I mean. But that's not what really worries me the most." She told him

"John Laurinitis? Seriously? He's a sleazy dirty rat, who kisses Vince's ass too much for my liking." Punk said as he read the first page.

"I know, but you haven't seen the worst of it yet." She told him as she looked up at him, with a horrified look, from the second page that printed out.

"What now?" Punk expressed angrily.

"John, is requesting air time on Raw. With both you and me. And they're giving to to him Phil."
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