Chapter 6 – Here There Everywhere

It had been two months since Kira's run in with Roman's lips. She'd pretty much made herself scarce around the restaurant and around Roman's home when he was at either place. Matt had no problems with that either he knew she was avoiding his baby brother like the black plague. Kira pulled up to Roman's house and parked her Toyota by the back door like always.

She jogged up the back steps and unlocked the door and hit the code to de-arm the system. She pulled her hair up into a pony tail as she shook her head at the mountain of dishes in the sink. "Pigs…"

"You talking about us pigs or a different set?"

Kira spun around with a squeak as she held her hand over her thumping heart in her chest as she watched Seth walk into the kitchen with a smile on his face. "Oh my God, you almost gave me a heart attack." She watched as he moved closer before she socked him in the shoulder. "Jerk!" She exclaimed.

Seth chuckled as he rubbed his shoulder before he pulled her into a hug and laughed as Dean walked in and lifted her off her feet and spun her in a circle as she squeaked out again. "Good to know you missed us pigs too." Dean chuckled.

Kira shook her head as she socked Dean in the shoulder for good measure as well. "What are you guys doing here? I thought you normally go back on the road on Fridays?" She asked as she started rinsing off the dirty dishes and loading the dishwasher.

Seth hopped up on the counter. "We get a few extra days off because we have a Pay Pre-View on Sunday."

"And those are reason enough to get extra time off?" Kira asked curiously.

Dean chuckled as he poured another cup of coffee for himself. "Higher ups and Management want to make sure we are well rested for all the PPV's. It leaves less room for getting too worn down too early in the matches and less room for errors and injuries." Dean explained as he leaned against the counter.

"Ah, so they seem to think if you get about 40 extra hours of sleep you'll perform like well-oiled machines." Kira assumed and received a nod from both men in the kitchen.

"Essentially…yes." Seth answered.

Roman could hear those two morons chatting away with Kira. It had been two long months since he'd kissed her and she avoided him. Hell when he was at the restaurant visiting Matt she would either leave or blatantly ignore him. He same would happen when he would show up at his parents place if she was there as well.

"Hey you guys leave Kira alone and let her do the job she's been hired to do." Roman shouted towards the kitchen.

Kira rolled her eyes. "Excuse me the fuehrer needs a fluff and fold."

Dean choked on his coffee as he was in mid-swallow. Cause Seth to burst out laughing as they watched Kira walk out of the kitchen and head towards the upstairs. They both walked back into the living room as Seth shoved Roman's head forward. "Bro, she's not your employee. If she wants to work and talk to us it's called multitasking."

Dean shook his head as he picked up an X-box controller and started playing against his friend and brother. "Why are you being such a dick to her anyways? She's a nice girl." Dean threw his fists in the air. "YEA!"

Roman rolled his eyes as he growled when Dean killed his character. He threw a scowl at Dean. "She's paid to do a job; let her do it." He snarled out before he stood from the couch and stalked into his gym and slammed the door.

Why was he so angry about the subject of Kira? She wasn't just a nice girl. She was an ash blonde beauty with violet eyes – PURPLE eyes! She had purple eyes; they just seemed to warm her whole body - from the core out. The curves of her body were dangerous but the look on her face showed she'd been through some bullshit, which had Roman mildly curious about her past since she and it didn't seem to exist. His Private Investigator was still hard at work with his nose to the grind trying to find anything on Kira. He'd even tapped into the Pensacola Police Department when they ran her driver's license and came back with zero information on her.

Roman's steely grey orbs started at the ceiling as he pushed his body to continue lifting the 350 pound part over his head as he kept his breathing steady; even if his mind was focused on the ash blonde upstairs cleaning his home right now.

Seth looked at Dean as Dean returned the look. "So how much denial do you think Roman is in right now?" Seth asked with a smirk on his lips.

Dean chuckled as he took his focus off the TV after pausing the game. "Denial…? Dude our brother from another mother is so far into denial; he still thinks he's in Egypt." Dean shook his head. "Why he has anything against Kira is beyond me. You know what I really think his problem is?" He asked Seth honestly. When the two-tone haired brother shook his head negatively he smirked again.

"I think his problem is; he keeps comparing Kira to Marie and those two are like complete night and day. Marie was a selfish bitch who literally griped about everything and when she couldn't get her way and was spitting nails because she couldn't get the big man to quit his job at WWE she gave him an ultimatum that ultimately was the demise of their relationship. Had she kept her mouth shut and just fucked him and cooked for him and provided children for him. I'm sure Roman would've had no problems keeping her around. Not only that but Kira has a mouth on her; she sticks up for herself and doesn't let anyone run her over. She's independent and a free thinker. Plus in my eyes she's about 100 times more beautiful than Marie ever was; even on a good make-up and hair day."

Seth shook his head. Only Dean would say what he thought about the whole situation in Roman's own house and hand his opinion out like no one was around. But he also had to admit that Dean; like always - was right. "You're absolutely right. Kira is a beautiful woman; she's got a lot of attitude and feistiness packed inside of that small body. Dude my shoulder still sore from where she popped me early." Seth admitted as he rubbed his shoulder.

Dean chuckled as he nodded and rubbed his shoulder as well. "So does pack a nice punch. I wouldn't mind seeing her take out Marie any day."

Seth laughed. "Oh that would be nice." He agreed. "Too bad Roman can't get his head out of his ass and just talk to her like she's a normal human being. I mean don't get me wrong I understand where he's coming from when he compares Kira to Marie, because Marie didn't understand the life or the business we work in, but she enjoyed being on his arm at red carpet and charity events; getting her name out there as being his girl and being close to the family within the Samoan dynasty. I don't think she ever did anything selfless; I was really stoked when Roman said they'd broken up and she was out of the house."

Dean nodded. "Yea it's not that she was a gold digger; bitch had money too, but she was more into the relationship for the fame than anything else. I tried to warn Roman a few times, but he wasn't having any of it. I told him her pussy wasn't made of gold. Apparently he thought otherwise." Sometimes Dean was too honest. But he wasn't a good friend to either man unless he was brutally honest.

Seth agreed. Marie was all about the fame when it came to her relationship with Roman. Somehow he and Dean already know Kira could give a shit about their fame considering she had no idea who they were and had zero knowledge of Roman's Samoan Dynasty family. Too bad he couldn't see her for what she really was; a sweet girl who was just trying to make her own way in life.

Kira had just finished cleaning the upstairs as she started to head downstairs. She spared a look over and saw Roman was missing from the living room, but couldn't help laughing as she watched Dean and Seth cussing and yelling at each other as they continued to play Call of Duty on the X-Box.

She was pulled from their nonsense as the door to the gym opened and Roman stalked out.

Roman had a glare on his face. "Are you done with the upstairs yet?" He asked in a clipped tone.

"Yes pig pen, you can go dirty up…" The words died on Kira's lips as her cell phone in her back pocket rang. She pulled it out and saw the caller ID and frowned; swiping the answer bar and sighed heavily. "Mike, why on earth are you calling me?" She asked. "Please tell me he hasn't found me?" She questioned as she walked down the steps, through the kitchen and out the back door.

Roman quirked a dark eyebrow as he listened to the sound of her voice as his grey eyes followed her through the house and out to the wraparound porch.

Kira could feel the panic as it ebbed its way up her spine. "Please tell me you're not calling me to have me run again.

Mike sighed heavily as he heard Kira's voice. "He hasn't found you, but he hasn't given up either. And there's no end in sight." He stated quietly as he looked around the Sheriff's Department.

Kira swallowed. "Jack always was so God damn stubborn. Why can't he just accept the fact that I left him and I had my own reasons?" She asked to no one in particular.

Mike shook his head. "I don't know Kira. But the DEA is getting closer to our department every day. When they find out Jack was the one raiding the evidence locker for the drugs they are going to throw the book at him. The fact that he did it in front of you is even worse. He's supposed to be setting an example he's a Sherriff's Deputy and he's not above the law."

Kira scoffed. "Yea that's the problem Mike. He's not above the law he IS the law." This was all just starting to get worse and worse.

"Jack is getting desperate now; you disappeared and the DEA stepped in to start the investigation into the missing evidence and Jack is paranoid about everything. He's not actually arresting drug dealers now; he's been busting them without actually busting them. He frisks them and takes their stashes so he doesn't have to pay for it and so he doesn't have to break into the evidence locker." Mike informed her. "You just make sure you stay in Florida. My buddy Dain will take good care of you. I promise." Mike stated honestly.

Kira smiled softly. "I like Florida! It's much better than Seattle any day." She laughed softly.

"So are you getting out and meeting people? I mean you're not just staying in your apartment and pretending you don't have a life right?" Mike asked curiously.

Kira laughed again. "I don't really have much of a life if you think about it buddy." She sighed softly as she ran her fingers through her hair. "Mike, I've been a runner my whole life; it's nice to just sit down and relax; and yes to me working is relaxing. I live in a beautiful sunshiny state and I'm two blocks from the beach. I spend my nights off walking along the water's edge of the ocean. The water is a nice warm temperature and the water comes in and covers your feet and tickles your ankles. It's the most glorious feeling in the world."

Mike chuckled. "You make it sound like a fairytale world; something Disney made up."

Kira laughed softly. "It's more like paradise but what do I know I've only been here for a little under a year." Kira sighed softly. "Mike, just promise me one thing. It's the same thing I made you promise when you decided to help me run."

"Name it; anything." Mike stated honestly.

"Don't let him find me Mike. If he finds me he will make me go back with him and I'm telling you right now; I'm never going back. I'll do whatever is necessary to never go back to that way of life with him again. Promise me please." Kira all but begged.

"I promise. I swear on my life he won't find you." Mika vowed. "Take care of yourself. I'll keep you up to date on the stuff going on around here."

Kira agreed as she bid one of her good friends and her ex-boyfriends partner a good-bye. She pushed her phone back into her pocket and went back into the house to finish cleaning.

Seth and Dean stood by the window with Roman; Kira had been standing outside of it carrying on a conversation she thought was private. They didn't really want to eavesdrop but they were just as curious as Roman had been when she answered a phone call and sounded desperate to know if 'he' had found her yet. Roman could hear the desperation in her voice; the way she'd talked to 'Mike' as if he was some kind of old friend who'd seen her at her absolute worst times and even worse; her darker times.

The thought of someone being so terrified of another human being coming for them that they erased their entire past to stay hidden; was sad in itself. Roman frowned. "So the fuck is 'he'?"

"And why does she want to know if he found her yet?" Seth asked curiously to no one in particular.

Dean shook his head. "I don't think we should've heard that conversation." He stated honestly. "She sounded almost desperate when she made him promise her. Whoever this Mike guy is; apparently he's the one who helped her escape whatever it was she was running from and clearly he's continued to keep her hiding place a secret."

Roman shook his head. "She used to live in Seattle. At least now I can give the PI something to go off of."

Seth grabbed Roman's arm. "Don't tell the PI. Didn't you hear her practically begging that guy Mike on the phone? She doesn't want to be found. If you go digging into her life; it's not a matter of who will find out there – it's a matter of when he will come for her here."