Demons Don't Dream

Part 4

Special Note: It's officially been a year since I started writing Baylor, and I wanted to say thank you to Chrissyath because she's pretty much been supporting my writing since the beginning and a big part of why I still use this app cause I probably would have given up on it the first day and just stuck to fanfiction.net and AO3 otherwise. I still haven't fully figured out to make it work in my favor, but at least I'm still here, so thank you! In honor of that there is a tiny bit of the scene from the end of this part inspired from a conversation we had.

Author's Note: so I'm still figuring out where I'm going with this exactly, but it's starting to come together. Hope you enjoy!

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She wasn't sure where she was exactly. The lighting was dark with only a few beams of light filtering through. It was just enough to see by, but not enough to see well.  There was almost dead silence except for the sound of occasional distant dripping.  When she heard the distinctive sound of heavy breathing she felt the hair on her skin stand up and a chill run up her spine. Though it was slow, steady, quiet, it filled the space she was in-wherever that was-due to the absence of any other noise.

Despite the strange circumstances and the eery environment she didn't feel scared, a little on edge maybe, but not scared. The breathing got closer, but she couldn't tell what direction it was coming from.

She felt warmth blow lightly across the back of neck and she shivered, then she felt claws, ever so gently, scratching up her arm and across her shoulder blades. What should have been terrifying was instead exhilerating, her breathing becoming shallower as a slow burn started in her lower belly, sending tingles across her skin. She felt soft, dry lips and a warm wet tongue in an open kiss to the back of her neck and she gasped. This was wrong. She didn't know where she was or who was kissing her, carressing her, but she was finding it hard to care. She just wanted more.

A low moan escaped when he kissed her again, startling both of them. He jerked away and was gone in an instant, then she was awake back in her seat on the bus, the sound of people talking and the jostling of people getting settled back into their seats making her aware that she'd missed one of the few pit stops they'd planned to make. She was unsettled and irritated. That had been the strangest dream she'd ever experienced, she'd lost the opportunity to get coffee, and she was uncomfortably aroused at an extremely innapropriate place and time.

She felt movement next to her and looked over to see Finn getting himself situated back into his seat. She could smell coffee, which made her want to get up and beg them to give her long enough to run in and get a cup, but then Finn held a cup out to her and she realized he had two. She honestly wanted to kiss him in gratitude, but the thought instantly reminded her of her dream, and she just thanked him, feeling her cheeks warm as she took a sip. It was heaven, just how she liked it. She was about to ask him how he knew when she realized he was trying to hand her something else-a lollipop, a cotton candy gourmet lollipop, bright blue and pink swirls in a shiny clear wrapper. It was her favorite and it made her miss Carmella fiercely for a moment. It also made her realize how he knew how she took her coffee.

"Your friend is interesting to talk to. I'm not sure I'll ever be the same after that."

"I can't believe you called her. How'd you even get her number?"

"Well I was fairly certain she was the best one to ask, and she does work with us, it wasn't hard to find someone who knew it."

"Cass?"

"I should have thought about him, but no Nia gave it to me."

"Well, thank you. It would have been a miserable afternoon without coffee."

"That important, huh?"

"Coffee is life. Well, coffee and wrestling. And music. Oh, and dogs. Of course family is important, and friends too, but um, yeah, coffee," she said getting all tongue tied once she realized she'd gone off on a bit of a tangent.

"Good to know."

"Sorry, didn't mean to um,"

"No worries, no need to apologize. I meant it when I said I wanted to get to know you better, besides I agree with you."

"About which part?"

"All of it, or well most of it, I guess. I like dogs well enough, but I don't know I would say dogs are quite that important, but the rest I completely agree on."

"Oh no, are you a cat person?"

"What? No, not necessarily, I've never had a pet to be honest."

"You're kidding."

"No. I was too obsessed with wrestling as a kid and never felt the need as an adult, especially with the constant travel."

"You're missing out."

"I guess. Easy to do though when you don't know what you're missing. Do you have a dog?"

"No, but I want one. I'm going to get one soon, hopefully. As soon I can figure out the logistics of the whole travel thing."

"So how did you meet Carmella?"

"Here, in NXT. I know it doesn't make a lot of sense, but we just clicked from day one. We have a lot of really weird things in common for two people who are so different."

"Nothing wrong with that. Sometimes people just have a connection, no explanation needed. She's obviously very loyal to you. I had to answer to an entire inquisition before she would tell me what you would want."

"Yeah, sorry about that, she's very protective. You know I'll never hear the end of this right?"

"What do you mean?"

"A strange guy called asking what I wanted from the gas station then put up with her being obnoxious about it. That doesn't exactly happen everyday."

"I'm sorry?"

"It's okay, the coffee's worth it," she said grinning at him to let him know she was playing, "so what about you?"

"What about me?"

"You wanted to get to know me better, but you gotta reciprocate. Besides the obvious, tell me something about yourself."

"Well before I came here I was in Japan for eight years," he started to say, but she interupted him,

"Come on I know about Japan and Prince Devitt, I'm a fan of your work actually. Tell me something non-work related."

"You're a fan?"

"Of course. You know you're amazing in the ring, and that heel turn was brilliant. Never thought I'd get to see a stable do anything quite like that there..." she trailed off once she saw how he was looking at her. His eyes were intense, almost hungry, and suddenly she was reminded of her dream and she realized just who it was that had been in it her. She gasped in surprise, which seemed to snap him back to reality. He tilted his head a little, looking at her quizically, so she tried to  school her features back to normal and he said,

"Okay, how about this then, in my free time I like to build stuff out of legos."

"Really?"

"Yeah, I know it's kind of lame. I don't normally tell people that actually, not sure why that popped out."

"No it's cool, just a little unexpected."

"You're not going to run in the other direction now, right?"

"If I was going to do that, I would have done it the first time I realized your demon was real," she said without thinking. It was the first time she'd acknowledged it out loud, but he surprised her when he kind of laughed a little sarcastically.

"You kind of did."

"Oh. Opps, yeah I guess I did. I'm not running now though."

"No. You're not," he said his eyes warm, some of that inensity and hunger shining through again, making her feel a buzz under her skin. She turned her face away from him a little in an attempt to get herself together and when she turned back he was smiling, sipping his coffee. She couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive and unsure about whatever had just happened, but for now she just smiled back.