Blue

Chapter 1: Miss Mysterious

It was a Tuesday evening out with the superstars and divas of NXT. There was a medium sized brick building not far from their place of work with a brightly colored neon sign that read, The Menace Bar and Grill. On the windows near the bar area were signs offering passing people an idea of what the place offered as far as beer and food options. The interior was rich in dark cherry oak coloring and even darker colored floors. There were flat screen TVs mounted on several different walls showing a number of different sporting events as well as other athletic and musician memorabilia on the walls. Further away from the bar were three black pool tables, a dart board and a jukebox. The name was apt considering the bartender and owner was named Dennis. The atmosphere of the bar was laid back and a perfect spot for the talent to unwind some after their long days of filming and training.

There was a small group of the NXT roster setting up for a game of pool when the door to The Menace opened allowing a woman entrance. Not that her appearing at the bar was different from any other Tuesday night. It wasn't the way she dressed that would draw attention to her. She fit right in wearing hip and thigh hugging black skinny jeans and black biker boots. That was practically a staple outfit for any lady at a bar, whether to get a beer solo or having fruity drinks with umbrellas with her girlfriends to catch up on the latest gossip. Even the leather jacket she wore didn't seem strange; even on this particularly warm night.

'I wonder if she has a bike.' Baron thought as he watched his unnamed beauty walk over to an empty spot at the bar to take up residency in a chair.

The glowing light from the Blue Moon sign hanging over the back bar, caught the wrinkles in her white t-shirt, briefly making it seem as her shirt perfectly matched her hair.

Blue. Cobalt, or maybe even royal blue or a shade between the two, in what looked like impossibly tight and no doubt ridiculously time consuming individual braids, piled on top of her head. The intricacies of her hair seemed to balance out her casual style.

'With a hairstyle like hers, there couldn't have been a way for her to ride here, could it? Bikes need helmets after all. Maybe she drove? Or maybe she had walked to get some fresh air after a long day.' As he recalled her hips and thighs, he highly doubted walking was the likely option she'd used to get there.

Baron's brown eyes tracked her from the time she entered the bar all the way until she sat down at the end. With his attention directed elsewhere, the setup of the pool game had slowed almost to a stop. Only Alexa and Corey knew for sure what, or who rather, had immediately caught Baron Corbin's attention; the same woman that had been plaguing his mind for the past month or so. The woman who always walked in with her head held high and whose smile captivated him, even though he was almost always across the room.

And yet he couldn't find the courage to approach her to introduce himself to her at the very least.

"You know, you should probably just go talk to her." Alexa piped up, causing Baron to break his stare.

"She's got a point." Corey spoke as he playfully smacked Baron on the back. "This has been going on for, like, a month now. She comes in. You gawk. She leaves. It's old." His tone was teasing, but Baron could hear the seriousness in his words.

"What would I even say to her?"

They were right. It had been going on for a month at least.

"How about you introduce yourself?" Alexa asked him.

He shot the mysterious beauty one last glance before turning back to his coworkers and friends.

"Just rack the balls and let's play."

The group played pool for a few hours before they had dwindled down to just Baron, Corey and Alexa. They had taken up a booth and were sharing some bar food staples; buffalo wings, potato skins, mozzarella sticks and the like.

"Well, I'm gonna get my ass handed to me tomorrow for this." Baron said as he picked up a buffalo wing.

The other two nodded in agreement.

"Bear, are you upset about the bleu cheese because of the cute girl with blue hair?" Alexa's voice held a whiny baby tone.

Baron glared at her; his eyes narrowing.

"You were just complaining about eating this crap too, Lex."

"Yeah, but I'm not moping over a girl I won't talk to."

"Shut up and eat some celery."

"Are you calling me fat?"

"What…? No! Wha-"

"That's enough, children." An amused Corey intervened. "So, your mysterious Blue is still sitting at the bar all by herself. I really think you should just go talk to her. What harm could it be?" Corey prodded.

"Are you interested in her or something?" Baron shot back. He was silently hoping he wouldn't always think of bleu cheese when he thought of her, thanks to Alexa.

"No, but you clearly are. You keep checking to see if she's still there. At least find out her name for Christ's sake."

Alexa chuckled at the pair of them and shook her head just as a commotion at the bar started. A drunk guy was making his rounds looking for a girl to bring home. He drunkenly staggered his way down the boomerang shaped bar, clumsily knocking into a few chairs as he went, until he wound up right beside Blue.

The dude wasn't drunk enough to be kicked out of the bar, but he was still making things uncomfortable; especially for Blue.

'What the actual fuck is this guy doing?' Baron thought as he watched the small scene unfold at the bar. 'He better not fucking touch her.'

Corey watched as Baron clenched and unclenched his fists. His jaw was ticking from him clenching it. Corey spared a glance at Alexa before turning his gaze back to the situation at the bar. 'If Corbin doesn't make a move to help her, I will.'

Blue was completely uninterested. Baron could see that from a mile away.

Drunk Guy went to touch her and she leaned away; she was trying to be polite in an awkward situation but the guy couldn't take a hint. Blue slid off of the high bar chair she was occupying and reached for her jacket when Drunk Guy put his hand on top of her jacket causing her to stop her motion to grab it.

Dennis was busy serving other patrons and it seemed like she was going to have to get herself out of this predicament.

Drunk Guy reached out to stroke Blue's cheek. She jerked her head away from Drunk Guy.

Alexa could feel Baron's anger rolling off of him. The flair of his nostrils was a tell tale sign. She reached out to touch his balled up fist before he suddenly pulled his hand away.

'This motherfucker…'

Baron saw red as he sprung from his seat in the booth and made his way over.

"Goddamn it, Tommy. You're gonna get us banned from this place if you break this guy's face." Corey muttered as he dragged his hand down his face.

Alexa shot Corey a small sympathetic smile. "I hope not. I love this place."

Corey playfully glared at her. "Yeah, sure Lex, care more about the bar than the possibility of our best friend getting arrested."

"Hey, shut up." She responded as she threw a carrot stick at Corey. Both pairs of their eyes focused on Baron and Blue at the bar, possibly preparing to run interference.

"Hey! There you are. We were looking for you. I thought you didn't make it." He said enthusiastically to the woman with the blue braids. He wrapped his right arm around her waist pulling her into his side.

"I thought you guys stood me up." She said as she rested her right hand on top of his as she looked up at him.

'I don't know exactly who are you, but thank you so fucking much. Jesus Christ, he's tall. And built like a brick shit house.'

Baron was lightly rubbing small circles on her hip with his thumb.

She turned slightly to press herself closer to Baron's larger frame. With her movement, his hand moved from her hip and splayed across her lower back. Her left arm was draped loosely around his waist. He was certain she could feel and hear his heart hammering in his chest.

'What is this woman trying to do to me?' His mind raced. Her body was voluptuous curves and soft skin from what he had briefly felt on her hip. He noticed he didn't have to bend his knees or strain his back to reach Blue's waist. Being 6'8" could be a real pain in the ass when most women were 5'5", but not Blue. She had some height on her, which was perfect to him.

"Who's your friend?" Baron eyed Drunk Guy who paled a bit at Baron's size.

"I have no idea. What did you say your name was again?" She asked politely.

The guy hastily removed his hand from the back of her previously occupied chair and stumbled away.

"Thank you." She breathed out in relief, dropping her arm from his waist as he removed his arm and stepped back from her. 'Aw, no. Please come back and hold me close. You're so big and warm.' Blue internally whined, hoping her face showed no emotion. 'And tattooed and really fucking handsome. Oh my god. It can't be him. I mean, it is him, but it can't be. What the hell just happened? I just got saved by the Lone Wolf. What the fuck is my life?'

'Dear lord, her voice.' He already couldn't get enough. She had spoken less than 30 words to him and he was already imagining what it would sound like in the throes of passion. 'Easy, you don't even know her name… Yet.'

The blue light from the sign caught a slight glint on her face. He thought it was a piece of glitter, but the closer he looked, he realized she had both her left nostril pierced and a septum ring.

"No problem."

'His voice sounds like being wrapped in you favorite warm blanket.'

"Can I buy you a beer or something? It's the least I can do." She offered.

"You really don't have to…"

She cut him off, "I insist. Just let me get Dennis' ass over here." She responded as she slid back into her chair.

"What can I get you, lady B?" Dennis asked as he reached for her favorite top shelf tequila having partly heard what had just gone down.

"Whatever kind of beer this man wants." She responded with a slight upturn of her full lips.

'Fuck. And she has dimples too.'

"So, your regular then, Baron?"

"Sounds good to me."

"Oh, you're a regular here?" She teased.

"It's close to where I work." He shrugged nonchalantly.

She nodded. "Prestigious." A smile played at her full lips.

"I'm Baron, by the way." He offered her his hand.

"Is that your real name?" She asked with her eyebrow raised and the same smile playing on her lips.

"Nah… Real name is Thomas. Why'd you ask that?" He slowly let his hand drop.

"Just wondering if you always introduce yourself using your ring name."

It was his turn to hold back a full fledged smile as he nodded. She knew who he was and what he did for a living.

"Brennan. Nice to officially meet you." She said with a small smile and offered him her hand, which he gladly accepted. He was happy that she had a firm, solid handshake.

Once Baron had his beer in hand, the pair of them began talking as they made their way to an empty booth. He'd learned she was originally from California and had just recently moved to Florida for a change of scenery and an unforeseen job opportunity, not that he could fathom why anyone would want to really leave California. It explained her love for mostly west coast teams. They talked wrestling, which he discovered, was how she knew him. They talked about both being siblings to brothers. They talked about their favorite bands and favorite shows they had been to. When they started talking tattoos, he noticed she had a medium tattoo on her left forearm and another one on her left bicep that was peeking from under the short sleeve of her shirt.

"How nice of you to forget about us." Corey, with Alexa in tow, joked as he playfully shoved Baron.

Baron almost choked on his beer causing Brennan to chuckle.

"I can't leave for 10 minutes without you two hassling me?" Baron shot back with a playful lilt to his voice.

"Hi, I'm Alexa." Alexa interjected with her trademark infectious smile on her face offering her hand to Brennan.

"Brennan, nice to meet you." She responded as she shook Alexa's hand.

"I'm sorry Tom forgot his manners." Alexa said loud enough for the men accompanying her to hear.

"It's totally my fault he ditched you two. I offered to buy him a beer for helping me out." Brennan explained.

"Excuse this asshole we call Corey." Baron joked.

Corey smirked and offered his hand to Brennan which she accepted and introduced herself to him.

"We didn't mean to intrude. We just wanted to say our goodbyes before we headed out. Because unlike some people," Corey playfully shoved Baron again. "We have manners."

Brennan couldn't keep the amusement off of her face at the interaction between the three of them. They said their goodbyes and left Baron and Brennan to their own devices.

"I'm sorry about them." Baron apologized as he glanced at Brennan.

"You know, Corey has a point. You could've at least said bye." She teased.

"Siding with my best friend… Damn, I see how it is." He teased back with a shake of his head.

With a small smile playing on her lips, a comfortable silence briefly engulfed them.

"Why did you pick Florida of all places to come live?"

"Well, remember that job opportunity I told you about?"

He nodded.

"Well, it's here; In Florida; With WWE."

He almost choked on his beer again.

"Really? Shouldn't you be in Connecticut?" Slight confusion was etched on his handsome face. Brennan quirked an arched eyebrow as she half smiled.

"It's with NXT."

He paused with his bottle half way to his lips before he sat it back on the booth's table top. The confusion was completely written on his face now.

"Why haven't I ever seen you around there?" He blurted, catching her off guard.

'Oh, smooth. Real smooth.' He mentally slapped his forehead.

Her now infamous small upturn of her full lips was on full display. She bit her lip nervously.

"Well, I technically haven't started." She was sporting a sheepish expression directed more at the table than at him. "Why would you be looking for me anyway?"

Now her big almond shaped eyes scanned his face and searched his eyes before focusing on him completely. He was dumbfounded and suddenly his palms started getting sweaty.

"What are you two still doing in here?" Dennis questioned, approaching the last occupied booth in The Menace.

'Thank you, Dennis and all the other deities out there.' Baron thought.

Brennan took her eyes off of Baron and full on smiled at Dennis. "We were just talking."

She reached for her phone to check the time.

"Oh shit. I should get going."

"I was getting ready to kick you two out." Dennis said as he dried a mug.

"You're such a buzzkill, Dennis." Brennan teased. Baron couldn't help a small smile from breaking out on his face.

"Yeah, yeah. Get the hell out of my bar." Dennis teased as he playfully snapped his towel at her.

She and Baron made their way out together. Baron held the door open for her as she slipped back into her leather jacket. As she walked slightly ahead of him, he found his eyes travelling the length of her body. His dark eyes trailed from her blue braids on top of her head, down her back, to the flair of her full hips that lead his eyes to her nice backside and her full thick thighs.

'Thanks again deities.'

She turned slowly to face him as she adjusted her sleeves. Baron's eyes snapped up to meet her heavily lined ones. She pulled at the hem of her v-neck t-shirt, inadvertently showing Baron a bit more of her cleavage than she intended. He didn't mind; her breasts seemed to fill the shirt out nicely without spilling out of it.

"So… That was interesting." She said as she walked in the direction of her car.

He nodded in agreement as he followed her.

'I was right. No bike after all. Guess I'll just have to get her on the back of mine.' What the hell was he thinking and so soon? He'd probably wreck if she pressed against his back on the road. He had it bad already. He figured he would just admire her from afar. He would've told anyone they were full of shit if they had told him this is how things would start out.

"Drive safe." He told her as she unlocked her car.

"You too. Maybe next time I see you it won't be nearly as awkward as you having to save me from some skeeze."

'Nice to know she's considering seeing me again.'

"Sounds good. We can cross our fingers for that kind of luck."

They stood there awkwardly before she approached him. He looked shocked as she opened her arms for him and hugged him; her arms up around his neck. He wrapped his arms around her waist and hugged her back.

He inwardly groaned. Her raised arms exposed a line of skin on her back, which was just as soft as the skin on her hip from earlier in the evening. 'She's going to be the death of me.' The softness of her body pressed against his harder one was a delicious feeling he couldn't really explain.

"See ya around, Tommy." She said as they pulled apart.

He gave her a half smile before a small wave.

'I like the way my name sounds coming from her.'

Yeah, he definitely would've called bullshit on all of this.

And so it begins. Please let me know what you think of this. Thanks!