fOreVER - (Finn Bálor and Bayley FanFic)

Chapter 7: Back to Buisness

The next couple days were aimed towards healing his mental wounds. The years of blaming himself had been weighing down on him for so long that he had become accustomed to it. His mind was thriving off of it and now that it was gone for the time being, he felt lost. Like without some sort of chaos in his life he wasn't truly living. He had finally responded to the text messages that had been flooding his phone and now he was left in a peaceful zen... no one to bother with his worries.

"Fergal?"

Or maybe not.

"Yes Pam?" Fergal groggily rose from his slumber. He looked around his room seeing Pam's clothes on almost every single piece of furniture.

"Looks like she really made herself at home," he mumbled.

"Your parents are out so I figured we could get you back into shape before the tour."

"Whatcha have in mind," he asked slyly. Pam blushed slightly before shaking your head.

"Quite the charmer aren't you?" Fergal smiled coyly at her in response.

"No I meant the gym." Fergal slapped his forehead before throwing the blanket back over his head to hide from Pam.

"Fergal," she said sternly.

"No mom!" Pam giggled at his boyish charm before going back into being a stern mother.

"Fergal don't think I won't count to three." Fergal laughed from under the blanket before curling back into a ball.

"1..."

"Pam I'm not going."

"2..."

"Pam I'm serious."

"So am I."

"Pam I don't want to go worko-"

"3!" She instantly jumped on top of him and jabbed at his sides making him squirm from under her.

"Pam! We aren't children anymore!" Pam stood him up and wrapped her arms tightly around him. The blanket still covered his whole body so he couldn't tell where he was or what was completely happening.

"Wait wait wait! I'll go I swear don't do what I think you are about to do!"

"Too late Ferg, should've got up when you had the chance." She proceeded to suplex him back onto his bed. She continued to laugh as Fergal escaped from his Fergal cocoon and peered at her.

"Way to take a bump sweetheart." She pinched his cheek before going out the door. 

"Sweetheart," he muttered to himself.

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First day of the tour... first day back home. Fergal had been greeted by everyone warmly and things had seemed to simmer down. That was until he heard two women arguing over something, and the two women he knew very well. He stretched and tried to ignore the conversation until he heard a name that was quite familiar to him... Fergal. He quietly got up and turned towards the door to see more women funneling out of the room with looks of concern plastered across their faces. One of the women even came up to Fergal, a familiar woman from his days in Japan named Kanako otherwise known as Asuka.

"You may need to go split them up, they're arguing about you for some reason." Fergal sighed before thanking Kanako and walked towards their room. In there he saw both Pam and Mercedes on either side of the room. Both of their arms were crossed and they continued to stare at each other, not Fergal. He chuckled nervously before advancing.