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We Will Always Have Twitter	By : LeylaChaz Category: WWF/WWE > Het - Male/Female Views: 1722 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do NOT make any money from the writing of this fiction. I do NOT know CM Punk, nor anyone else who may be mentioned at anytime in this fic who is currently WWE related. I only own all OC's and story plots. Nothing more.

Chapter List
- 17
- 18
- 19
See Chapter 1 for disclaimer!

Author's Notes: Just a warning, this author's note is going to be long because of a certain reason, that being said...

Now, let me assure you all of something. Persephaine's son Josh and Punk will be dealt with in part 2. It's one of the reason's why I am creating a part two. Keep in mind, it's not the majority, but it is a big reason why I have decided to break this down into a series. Part one, of this story, was meant to truly deal with Persephaine and Punk getting together. I believe the majority of you saw this and understood it, hence the reason, why many of you didn't harp on me about Josh and his smaller than normal role. For that, I TRULY THANK YOU! You trust me and where I'm going as the author, and that means THE WORLD to me! I can NOT thank all of you enough for this freedom. I think, that most of you knew, that this was something I would deal with when I announced there would be a part two and this would be broken down into a series. With that being said, thank you for all encouragement, for my on reviewer (lol), and so much more. If you are confused, or want to rant, I would rather you to that to me PERSONALLY in a PM! I think it's classier to do it that way. Maybe that's just me though. I am open to all forms of discussion, and I promise, I WILL get back to you. I won't ruin the story that's coming up, but I will help you understand this better, if that's what you need. Again, thank you so much for all of your encouragement, feedback and so much more. This story has become wildly successful because of each and every one of YOU! Never forget that, and never think that I take that for granted. I don't. I know this, respect this, and even love this knowledge.

Now on with the show!

Chapter 18: It's Only The Beginning...

Persephaine sat on Phil four poster bed, naked and wrapped up in a sheet and blanket. Phil left over thirty minutes prior, to go to the gym, and she sat there thinking. As she sat there, she thought over everything that led her to this point in her life. She knew deep down, that many saw her as selfish, or even heartless. While she was happy in a sense, she was also, completely torn. Her son, while he didn't take a back burner, she knew that most thought that he did.

Persephaine was not oblivious to the dirt sheets, or the message boards online, truth be told she had been reading them for quite some time now. Somewhere along the lines, a site or two found out about the fact she was a mother, from there, it snowballed out of control. Since she started working for WWE, fans everywhere, are more curious about her than ever. Which has lead to some scandal, over her son, Joshua. Thinking on it now, she could see, why some thought her selfish for this. But the one question she constantly asked herself was, is it normal or even right of other people, to expect her to put her life, goals and happiness on hold? Was she or was she not, entitled to make her own way in life? She wasn't stupid, she knew the stigma that was held against women like her, better than most. It just frustrated her, to absolutely, no end.

"AHHHHHHH!" Persephaine screamed into the nearest pillow.

Pressure.

It was starting to finally wear on her.

"Goddamn it." She mumbled to herself.

If she thought it would get easier, she was an idiot. Not only, did she have to figure out where Josh stood and how she felt about that as his mother, she also need to figure out where Phil stood about Josh. Let's face it, dating a single mom, happens to be a package deal. You can't have one, without the other. It doesn't work like that. To be honest with herself, she had no idea, where Punk stood on the issue. Of course he knew she had a son, but what she didn't know, is where his heart truly was in that aspect. Punk always asked her about her son, when they went back on the road, but nothing more.

Was he waiting on her to make a move about it? Was he wanting to know more about Josh, but didn't know how, to even ask her for this?

"Fuck this is confusing! Who knew that dating as a single mom, was this fucking confusing!" She said, sliding off the bed, and grabbing up some clean clothes. A shower would not only relax her, but help her gather her thoughts.

Phil had interviews to do, he had a spot to film a late night talk show, and they both had to crash comic con together. Persephaine even had an interview to do with MTV news herself. While her dreams were coming true, she also felt the pressure becoming a lot stronger too. She knew she wanted this, she knew she had been working her ass off for this, but what she didn't know was where all the pieces of the puzzle would fall into place.

"Are you shitting me? The daily shower isn't even helping!" She expressed angrily to herself.

Climbing out of the shower stall, she wrapped a towel around herself, and sat down on the toilet for a minute. Wrapping her hands around her face, the situation truly started to dawn on her.

"I've gotta talk to someone about this, or I'm going to explode." She said quietly to herself.

Drying off, and getting dressed in record time, she grabbed her blackberry and called some one she knew would oddly enough, understand. Jake.

"Hello?"

"Jake hey, it's Persephaine." She told him, feeling stupid. Had it really been this long?

"I know, what's up? Punk giving you trouble now?" He teased her.

"No, he's wonderful. I wanted to see how Joshua was doing today." She asked lamely.

"Persephaine, you asked about him last night before the show. It hasn't changed in twenty four hours you know." He laughed at her.

She had to admit, she liked Jake a lot better, when they were both on the same page.

"I know, it's just..." she released a long sigh into the phone before continuing, "I don't know." Persephaine finished lamely.

"Okay, I know that tone, something is really bothering you. What's wrong?" He asked her, it was obvious he was settling in somewhere, ready to listen and talk about this.

"Have you been online lately?" She asked him.

"Well, you know I don't like to go online too often. I hate the internet, but I will admit, since you got the job, I have been going on it to keep up with you. I've seen a few things, that were less than stellar about you and our child, if that's what you're getting at." He told her honestly.

"That's exactly where I'm getting at. Jake, how do you feel about this? Did I do the right thing by working on me and Phil and keeping that away from Josh right now?" She asked him. Knowing that Jake wouldn't fail in his honesty with her, when it came to their son.

"Yes and no. Yes, because you weren't sure if the relationship with him would even work or last. You didn't know where it was going half the time, because you my dear, over think things at times. You almost ruined it. No because, at some point, you have to quit hiding him Persephaine. Tell me the truth, does Punk even know about Josh?" He asked her, completely unsure if the man in question had a clue about the fact that she had a son.

"Of course he knows Jake! I'm not stupid, and every time we go back out on the road for work, he asks me about how Josh was and our time together. I'm just not sure, if he's wanting me to make the first moves when it comes to being introduced to Josh. Or if he's even ready for it." She explained to him.

"Okay, well then yes, I do think you made the right move on Punk. You had to make sure this was even going to be serious first. Not just some fling. You were making sure that Josh didn't get hurt while sorting this out. For that, I understand. I even kind of see why you jumped my ass so hard before about bringing all the girls around him. You're right, if I don't see them sticking around, it could hurt him if he became attached to soon. So I think you were right in what you did. You just had his best intention in mind. But Persephaine, you will have to introduce them now. You know this right?" He asked her in all seriousness.

"I do. I'm scared to death." She mumbled back to him.

"You know, I know I've told you I don't mind you going with Phil once in a while on your off time, because you both deserve that time together. More often than not, about 99% of the time, you come back on your off time to spend with Josh. You do so alone, and you do so willingly. You love your son. Plus when you're home, you take Josh off my hands so I can see Bianca. We've worked this down almost to a science. I know this. So why are you questioning everything now?" Jake asked her, not understanding some of her feelings on this.

"I feel selfish." She told him, as a lone tear slid down her cheek.

"Persephaine, don't cry. You're not selfish. You're doing what you love, with someone you love, and for a little boy you love. It's amazing what you are doing. I wish I could do it! With the exception of the Punk thing, now if it were Kelly Kelly..." He drifted off with a laugh.

She let out a snort followed by a laugh of her own.

"You always were a sucker for blondes. I knew I shouldn't have dyed mine back to brunette." She laughed, teasing him.

"Hey you actually look great as either one. But, back to what we were talking about. You are not being selfish Persephaine." He told her with conviction.

"Jake, how do I approach Punk about Josh and seeing where he stands?"

"Just ask him silly. I'm sure he's not going to bite your head off. He's fought you way too hard to get with you. I think the guy knew you and Josh were a package deal! And if he didn't, well then I can officially call him an idiot. Which will make me feel great!" Jake laughed at her.

Persephaine rolled her eyes at him.

"Look, if you want, search online for some old articles and see if he talks about how he feels about children. Although, I should tell you, you should have done that before now." Jake said sternly.

"I don't think he hates kids Jake, if he did, why would he always ask me about Josh?" She said in his defense.

"Well I'm just saying. Oh and before I let you go, my mother is keeping Josh with her for the night. I'm taking Bianca out to the movies and for drinks." He informed her.

"That's fine, have fun. Just don't leave Josh with your mother all day tomorrow. You know how I feel about her spending too much time with him." She said with distaste.

"Yeah I know. It's hard to believe Bianca and I have been together for about a month and a half now. She's really special to me Persephaine. I was thinking about introducing her and Josh pretty soon here."

"Oh boy, Josh is gonna get the double whammy! This can't be good you know." She sighed.

"Well, how about we can test the theory with you and Punk?" Jake asked her with a smirk.

"Go to hell." She told him sourly.

"No thanks, I already got kicked out once for selling ice water down there!"

"Smartass. Alright, give my little man some sugars and tell him mommy loves him. I'll be flying back Wednesday night. So you and Bianca will have until Saturday morning together." She told him.

"Cool, she'll be happy to hear it. Alright, see you Thursday morning, bright and early. Bye Persephaine." He told her as he hung up.

"Bye Jake." She returned as she hit the end call button on her phone.

Reaching into her laptop case, she pulled out her laptop and signed on twitter first, then she opened a new tab and went on google. Time to take some half way decent advice to heart.

As she scanned the searches of, "CM Punk, Kids" and at first, a few videos from youtube popped up, then the links popped up underneath.

"CM Punk's Live Journal? What is this? He had a live journal? Or was this some really desperate fan, trying to fool people?" She whispered to herself as she clicked on the link.

"Holy shit... this is his personal web journal!" She said in shock, as she continued to read through.

Some of the post made her outright laugh. It was him down to a science almost, except she could tell that he obviously grew out of a couple of things. He's a little bit more patient now, than he was back then, although it's not by much. Until she reached the article dated Wednesday, June 8th, 2005

"I do NOT look like Sawyer. Nor do I resemble Orlando Bloom.

My friends call me Punker, and I yell at people who drive while on their cell phones. Yet I type while I drive...i'm simply a better driver.

I cannot stand people who order a low fat/non fat anything from Starbucks then request whipped cream on top. (my little sister does this, drives me NUTS).

I hate children.

noplacelikehome.

XxX"

Persephaine sat back in complete shock. She didn't know whether he was for real, if this was just one of his shock factors with his words, that he was currently famous for.

"Hates children huh?" She said as she closed the lid on her laptop, when she heard the front door open, from downstairs.

Angrily, she stood up, and began to pack away her laptop.

"Persephaine, get up lazy ass! Come here!" Punk called to her from downstairs.

She cut her eyes to the door, hard, and threw her hair up in a messy bun.

"I was an idiot to believe he would actually hang around," she whispered harshly to herself, while calming herself down.

She threw on her flip flops and made her way down stairs to the aroma of Chinese food.

"Hey beautiful, did I wear you out earlier?" He asked smirking at her.

"Actually no. I was on my laptop before you came back." She said back in a testy manner.

He made a face.

"What's wrong?" He asked her, sensing her mood shift.

"Nothing we can't talk about later on. I'm heading back to Louisiana earlier than expected." She told him simply. Persephaine would be damned, if she was going to hang around and not expect the inevitable.

"Okay... why are you going back early? We still have another day and a half together. Is Josh alright?" He asked her.

"Josh is fine, although I can't see why you act like you care." She snipped back, as she turned around and stormed back upstairs to his room to finish packing.

"What the fuck?" He said, as he followed her in hot persuit.

"Persephaine what the hell was that suppose to mean?" He asked her, as he rounded the corner into his bedroom. She was packing.

"I think you know exactly what that means." She said back calmly.

"No, actually I really don't know what the fuck you meant by that." He said stepping closer to her.

"Hey, would you stop packing long enough to talk to me about this?" He asked her, trying to keep his cool.

She stopped packing, snapped around and narrowed her eyes onto him.

"Okay, you wanna talk? Let's talk. When the hell were you going to tell me that you hate children Phil?" She asked him, completely serious and intent on getting an answer.

"What are you talking about?" He asked her completely confused.

She walked over to her laptop, pulled it out, turned it on, and brought up the page on his livejournal.

"That's what I'm talking about!" She snapped back.

He walked over to the laptop, sat down and read the article she had pointed out to him.

"Shit." He mumbled to himself, as he closed the lid on her laptop.

"All of this fighting, it was for nothing." She said as a tear ran down her cheek, she hurriedly turned around and started to pack again.

"Persephaine that was back in 2005. It's now 2011. That was six goddamn years ago. A lot's changed for me since then. I'm not the same person I was back then anymore." He told her, with a softness in his voice. He completely understood why she was upset now.

"How much Phil? Look I'm a mother, I'm sorry that it happened this way, but I'm not sorry for being a mother to my beautiful son. I think he's the best thing that ever happened to me. I know that not all guys like that, but it's a package deal. You can't have one without the other. That's not how this life works." She told him, as she walked into his bathroom to retrieve her personal affects.

"I know that, I'm not stupid you know." He told her.

"I didn't say you were. But maybe we've sort of rushed this?" She asked him, once she walked back into the bedroom.

"Not this shit again," he groaned out, flopping backwards onto his bed.

"Punk, I'm not looking for a replacement dad for my son. He's already got a father. I'm just looking for someone that understands, that I am fully capable to take care of my son, and be a good partner too. I want some one that will care about him, and show him compassion. Not hate him." She said looking at him.

"Do I or do I not, always ask about him, after you come back on the road from seeing him?" He sat up and asked her seriously.

"Yes you do, but-"

"No! No buts! I knew you were a mom, but I also wanted to see how this went too! I don't know if I can handle kids of my own, but I do know, that I'm known as, 'Uncle Phil,' to my nieces and nephews and so far, I don't mind that. I love you, and I'm wanting to try everything to make this work. I know it's not going to be easy. I'm not exactly the best role model, for not blowing up with my temper. I want to get to know your son, but only when you want me too. You haven't exactly been all about me knowing your son, until right now." He told her.

"Because I don't want to risk him getting hurt. Phil, if he got attached to you too soon, before we knew if it was going to work, it would have hurt him for you walk away." She told him honestly.

"I know, that's why I've been leaving it up to you. But I need you to understand and work with me here. I'm not used to what's about to happen with this situation, I need you to really and truly understand that this isn't just a transition for you and Josh. It's a huge transition for me too." He said back.

This was Punk's way of raising the white flag in their first real fight, and she knew it. She sighed and went sat beside him.

"You're right. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have just, gotten so angry like that. I just felt like, I was the biggest moron on planet Earth. I felt like, this was a waste of time. I wasn't thinking about it like that." She sighed.

"I know. You're a good mother Persephaine. You're trying to make sure your son doesn't get hurt, you're protective." He said, rubbing her back.

"Well at least you see it that way. There are quite a few people who would argue with you on that." She whispered.

"Like who? What's going on?" He asked her.

"Ah, it's nothing really, but I mean as I was cruising online earlier, I saw some message boards on the dirt sheet sites." She told him, suddenly feeling pretty stupid for it.

"Let me guess, there's some fans who know nothing about you, calling you selfish." He finished for her.

"You've got it! I mean it's just, frustrating..." She told him.

"Baby, there are always going to be haters. It's like it's their job to hate!" He laughed, as he pulled her into a warm and soothing embrace.

"I know, it's just..."

"You're starting to feel the pressure now." He said back.

"Exactly." She sighed.

Getting an idea, he stood up.

"Are you still leaving me?" He asked, giving her his best pouty face.

"That's cheating you know." She said with a small smile.

"No it's not, I'm negotiating." He said, still giving her his best puppy dog face.

"No, I'm not leaving until Wednesday." She answered him back with a laugh.

"Good, c'mon. I know just the thing that's gonna relax the both of us." He smirked at her, while taking her hand and pulling her up.

"What now?" She asked, a little worried about what he was thinking.

"You'll see." He said as he lead her inside his bathroom, and over to his large bath tub.

He leaned over the tub, turning on the hot water, mixed with some cool water, and push the stopper in on the tub. Then he turned on the jets.

Turning back to her, his eyes held hers, and she saw a mischievous glint in his eyes.

He walked over to her, before giving her a slow and passionate kiss on the lips. He stripped off her shirt first, as she did the same for him, and they removed their pants and under garments. He turned back around, filling the tub with bubbles and then helped her inside first, before climbing in himself. After Punk shut off the water, he pulled her against his chest, and held her to him.

Closing her eyes, Persephaine finally felt peace wash over her again.

"Thank you." She whispered to him.

"You're welcome." He whispered back with a smile.

"Although, I do have to ask you one question." He said softly, as his arms wrapped around her midsection.

"What's that?"

"Where in the fuck did you learn how to do a flying cross body on Johnny Ace? Did you even get clearance to do that?" He asked her with a laugh.

She busted out laughing at him, busted.

"Well, I had some help."

"Okay, now I have to know, what happened?"

"Colt stopped by my office when they had contacted him about a dark match against Wade Barrett. You still weren't talking to me since the night of the promo, and he wanted to know what happened. So I told him, I screwed up. Well, he ended up meeting me at my hotel a week or so later, after a RAW showing. Anyway, we came up with a plan to make your win a little bit better, that Johnny Ace thing was it. Colt and I worked together for an entire day, in secret of course, to get it down. I ended up calling Cena to come and help with it. Since it was a success, I don't feel bad about letting you know that Colt was in on it. But if it back fired, I promised him that I wouldn't." She explained out.

He laughed.

"Okay I can't officially get mad at him, for the next couple of weeks, for drinking all my Pepsi's before I come home from being on the road. Scott really helped you learn how to do that though? Jesus, well you know you'll have to watch his match now, and try to get Vince to listen." He warned her.

"Easier said than done, I'd have an easier time getting Stephanie to listen instead of Vince, to be honest. Besides, weren't we suppose to be in this tub relaxing? Why in the hell are we talking about work?" She asked him, turning around to face him.

"I was curious." He answered her simply.

"Mmm hmm, sure." She said back with a smile, as she kissed him.

Before they knew it, their soak, had turned into quite the steamy make out session. She pushed him against the side of the tub, before climbing into his lap, and lowering herself on him. It was a feeling she could never get enough of. The way he stretched her, as he filled her to the hilt. She let out a beautiful, breathy sigh, and it was like music to his ears.

"Someone has other plans huh?" He asked her between kisses.

"We only have a day and a half for this. Shut up." She told him, as her lust began to take over.

As she began to move her hips, he leaned back, and just enjoyed the sensations she was giving his body. Her lips moved down to his neck, lightly nipping and sucking over his sweet spot, then she moved them to his shoulders. As her lips began to graze against his tattoos, she couldn't help but smile. Just how many other girls in the world would kill to switch places with her right now?

His hands moved up and down the sides of her body, she was intoxicating to him, and he couldn't get enough of her. She had a way of making his problems disappear for a while, as he did for her. The way her skin felt against his, the way his body seemed to fit perfectly with hers, the way they both thought a like even if she didn't show it too often in front of others. They were each others perfect match, in almost every way. Suddenly, he didn't want to do this in the tub anymore. So pulling back from her, he lifted her up off of him, and quickly got out of the tub.

"Um, what are you doing?" She asked, completely confused by his sudden change in demeanor.

"Come on," He told her lightly, as he held his hand out to her.

She took his offered hand, and slowly climbed out of the bathtub. He wrapped a towel around her, and dried her body off, after which he dried his own. Suddenly, he picked her up and carried her into his bedroom. Gently he laid her down on his bed, and kissed her passionately.

"Phil, what's going on-"

"Shut up, and trust me for once will you." He said, breaking his kisses along her neck.

She looked him in the eyes, smiled and nodded her head.

"Okay."

He resumed kissing her, all over her body, and showing her just how much he couldn't get enough of her. Persephaine proceeded to enjoy every single second of it, as he made love to her, more than once that night.

CM Punk and Persephaine Sin-Claire were making their way into the interview room, hand in hand with their game faces on, passing by plenty of screaming fans. Punk was carrying a back pack, that was currently holding the WWE championship belt, and soon they gathered a small army of fans who were following them. Persephaine and Punk shared a quick smile before they yanked open the doors.

"You ready?" She asked him with a smirk.

"Let's go!" He smirked back as he winked at her.

"Hey I've got a question!" Punk said into a mega phone, answering Triple H's request for any more questions from fans.

As they walked into the interview room, the entire fan base inside, erupted into cheers. Punk and Persephaine made their way to the center of the room, and up to the microphone. She grabbed his mega phone and held on to it for him. This was obviously quite the shock for the fans, as no one had really seen or heard from the couple since the pay-per-view earlier in Chicago.

"Get 'em." She said with a wicked smirk of her own.

"This is essentially a three part question, so you aren't going to shut this off on me are you?" He asked curiously, as the crowd erupted into cheers and laughs.

"You know, I've never been able to come to the Comic Con because I've always been working. But this year, I couldn't help passing up this opportunity. Um, how's life in fantasy land Hunter?" He finished up much to the enjoyment of the crowd. They cheered and even expressed a little shock at what he asked the new COO of the WWE.

"How's life in the unemployment line?" The man known as Triple H, asked him back.

The fans, continued to eat up this altercation between the two, and Persephaine had to admit, this one of the best things that she had seen in years. Stephanie was a genius for this!

"It's great actually! I'm actually not looking for a job, and I heard you're trying to crown a WWE champion?" He said as he started reach in his back pack. "Is that true?"

"Rey! Rey! I know, you're a man of honor and integrity." He said as he pulled out the WWE championship for everyone to see.

"True Champ!" A nearby fan shouted out, in excitement.

"Rey, you want a title shot? You can come to Chicago and get one, any time you want!" He told Rey Mysterio, who just sat in his spot, on the stage and smiled at Punk.

"And the third part of my question is, I'm curious. When are you gonna start putting Zack Ryder on television?" He finished up, much to the delight of several fans, who were obviously wondering the same thing.

Several "Colt Cabana," chants were yelled out by fans, along with a lonely, "Luke Gallows," chant, which Persephaine couldn't help but laugh at.

Attention turned to the new COO Triple H, and everyone was curious as to what he had to say.

"First of all, um, a champion actually performs." At this, several boos went up in the air from the crowd, who didn't appreciate Triple H's answer very much.

"So when you wanna come back and perform, it's a new day Punk, a new regime. Things aren't the same, as they used to be, and you have your little friend Persephaine to thank for that. So when you're ready to come back, both of you give me a call. Maybe we can work something out." Triple H informed the both of them. Persephaine looked on, then turned her attention to Punk with a smirk.

The room erupted into chants for CM Punk, as he grabbed the microphone once more.

"Lay the pipe bomb Punk and let's go. We've got work to do." Persephaine could clearly be heard telling him, as she smiled at him.

"Well you know where to find me, I'm sure Stephanie has my phone number. So you can call me." He told the veteran on top of the stage, as he took Persephaine's hand started to make his way out the door.

"Maybe I'll just call Persephaine and get it from her!" Triple H fired back, as the fans expressed shock at this.

Persephaine stopped dead in her tracks, and let go of Punk's hand.

"Hold on a second, I'm about to handle business." She told him.

He smirked at her.

"Have at it beautiful."

She rounded back to the microphone, as fans stepped out of her way.

"Hunter, I want you to listen to me, because I'm only gonna say this once. It only takes one person, to start a revolution. Trust me, when I say... This is only the beginning." She said back with a smirk, as she turned went back to Punk who just gave a goofy wave and smile to Triple H as they left.

"Couldn't resist could you?" He asked her with a chuckle.

"You know me." She laughed.

"Yes. Yes I most certainly do." He said back, as they walked hand in hand out of the building, and into the horizon.

Persephaine was right this was only the beginning. It was only going to get bigger and better, from here on out.

Okay guys! That's the last official chapter! Don't forget, the epilogue with a very nice surprise at the end! Go! Hurry up and check it out!
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