Safety

Clair-
    I was chewing my nails i was so nervous, I'd been away for two days. I had slipped out of Chicago as fast as i could. My money was dwindling fast. Flights to Ireland where not cheep. The intercom above my head keeps announcing flights just not the one I'm waiting on. The smell of coffee is cloaking me in comfort. The Starbucks I'm in is fairly busy people coming and going. The smell of it has stating to clam my nerves. I notice three men in line one has half black half blond hair all pulled back in a man bun. The one standing in front turns to speak to the others i see his long black hair. It's only then I notice how built he is. As i am checking them out a passenger who must have been running late shoulder checked the last man in there party. He spun around quickly with hatred in his face. The man apologized quickly as the others held back there now angered friend. I smirked that one has a temper. I took a glance around the air port as I sat just checking for the 1000 time that i saw no one that would recognize me. As i am making my scan my eyes connect with the angry man. As our eyes lock his face softens. I pull up my hoodie closer to my face. He gives me a small smirk.(i bet that gets that man out of and into a lot of trouble i think to my self) I know I've seen his face before i just cant place it.

Dean-
"Dean?" Roman cautioned
"Ya Rome?" I glared at him, there was more of a snap in my tone than was called for but i couldn't shake this funk of a mood i was in. I mean don't get me wrong i was pretty much always angry. Which is why i kept to my self and with my brothers here. 
"Will you pleas calm down i know you are still in a bad mood from our loss to Evolution last night put we are out in public. If you could try and not beat the daylights out of every person you come across today that would be great. You going to jail again does not help anyone." He smacks me on the back to drive the point home. He turns back to the conversation he was having with Seth. I try to shake off the anger. As it startes to subside i feel eyes watching me. I glacé up just in time to catch a pair of blazing blue eyes giving me a once over. She had dark almost black hair that she was mostly covered with her UFC sweatshirt hood. She broke the transe of our stair quickly and pulled her hood tighter to her face. At this point she has peaked my curiosity. I see that she is dressed in a UFC sweatshirt and under armor sweats. Her Gym bag also says cross fit along the end of it. What was a girl doing with all those labels. Was she a fighter? Maybe a new Diva? I hadn't herd of any new divas coming up but what do i know I don't keep track of anything thoes chicks do.
"Hey Seth, Does that girl look familiar to you?" I nodded my head in the direction of the girls table. He scanned the direction i nodded.
" I cant tell from here." He said "Why do you ?"
" No not.... well not yet any way" i say as i leave the line and make my to the table that she was camped out at.

Clair-

Oh my god he's coming this way. Keep calm Clair i tell myself maybe hes just going to use the rest rooms that are just a few feet away. When i came in here id chosen the seat at the back of the store and with 3 sides of the Starbucks open for people to walk in and out of i had given my self plenty of exit options. I made my self look to the floor. I even pulled my phone out of my pocket. I'd already taken the battery out and the SIM card. I had even smashed in the screen on the device itself.  I needed to just pitch them in the trash can. After a few moments had passed I decided to chance it. I gave my head a slight lift to see if he had passed my my table yet but i caught a pair if jeans standing in front of my table. I continued to scan upwards i finally met the gray/blue mystery eyes and shaggy slightly ruffled hair of none other than Dean Ambrose. I knew who he was now that he was closer to me. That means the other two he was with had to be Roman Reigns and Seth Rollins. Ugh I hadn't caught any of the wwe in quite some time but i didn't live under a rock i new who the shield was. Guys at the gym talked about them all the time. They had even showed me videos on there phones of there fights.
" Oh Hello" I said to him as he pulled out the chair that sat across from me. Just make your self at home why don't ya. I thought to my self.
" Is anyone sitting here?" He said as he slid in to the seat. 
" No no feel free" i said slightly stuttering I scanned the shop and there where at least 5 other tables that where free. Yet he chose to sit with me. I feel my cheeks slightly heat up. He catches the blush and smirks that same grin that he had earlier. "Is there something that i can help you with Mr Ambrose?"
" You know who i am? And don't call me Mr. Ambrose i hate it "He looked surprised that I recognized him.
" Yes i know who you are. I also know who your friends are" i nod to the other two who where watching us with interest from the counter where they waited for there drinks.
" I didn't need anything sweet heart. I just noticed you sitting here all alone and i couldn't help but think to my self who is that beauty and why does she look so broken spirited?" I flushed again what was wrong with me I didn't get this way around men. I was a physical therapist/personal trainer. I was around attractive men every day of my life basically. Why was this man in particular giving me heart palpitations and stomach butterflies? Was i star struck ? May be that was it. Well control your self Clair i scold my self.
" Oh no I'm good Dean..... is it ok if i call you dean or do you prefer Jon ?" I tucked a piece of hair out of my face that had fallen forward.
" Yes call me Dean. But what can i call you Angel of the air port ?" He said as he slid his chair closer to me.
"  Who me ?? Umm...... my name ya." I decided honesty was the best policy I mean what where my chances of ever seeing this man again after today? Zero.
" I'm Clair." I stick my hand out to shake his. My mind is telling me great idea then at least ill get to touch him. I scold my self again. He Reaches forward and shakes my hand. I feel the strength in his grip. I can tell he meant business.
" you got a last name Clair?" He asks I smirk in return.
    "I don't think i know you well a nuff to give you that information Dean." I giggle. Wait did i just giggle. Was i flirting ? Uhh Stop it you haven't even completely gotten away from Tom yet and your flirting with some random guy. Well i guess hes not so random considering hes a wwe superstar but its still not right. Control ur self you are 28 yrs old you know how.
    "Well if you wont give me a last name how about you tell me where you are headed?" He asked
I looked at him as he slid closer to me he was now sitting right next to me.
     "I'm heading out of the country how about that" i hear the speaker call another boarding flight. His eyes are holding mine. He looks at me like I'm a puzzle he's trying to solve. Then a coffee is sat down between us Breaking our gaze.

"Dean would you like to introduce us to your beautiful friend here." I hear Romans baritone voice. Dean is still staring at me as he answers.
    " boys this is Clair."