A/N: When you guys give such awesome reviews it makes me want to update like, all the time Lol. But... suspense! Oh lawd... The things I have planned for the middle of this story.
Regardless of how many people were watching me I'd some how ended up back in front of his door again. My fingers lingered over the handle to pull it open but I just couldn't muster the courage to actually do it.
"I know you're out there doll." His gruff voice says from the other side. "You gonna come in here and talk to me or stare at the door all night?" He questions. How did he know that I was out here? I bit my bottom lip and slowly pulled open the door, stepping inside. "Well, hey doll." He greets me.
"Hi." Was all i could reply with. I looked him over. He looked worse than the first time I'd seen him. He had a huge gash that crossed his forehead over his eye. He sat quietly while I looked him up and down.
"What are you doing down here, doll? It ain't safe. Definitely ain't the place for The Demon's woman to be wanderin' around." He says, "Unless he don't know you're here." He comments, staring intently at me. I bite my lip again, "That's what I figured." He says. "What's your name?" He asks.
"It's not important." I shake my head. The last thing I wanted was for whoever this guy was to know my name, and possibly rat me out. "Why are you down here?" I ask him trying to change the subject.
"You first." Was his reply. I let a moment of silence slip between us before I sigh, and cave.
"Annabelle." I finally say.
"My name is Solomon. Solomon Crowe." He nods. "And I'm down here because your boyfriend thinks I've got information that he wants. About the pack." He answers. I furrow my eyebrows, and think about that for a moment.
"You're a wolf? You know Baron?" i ask curiously. He wasn't near as big as the guys I'd seen when I was with Baron. Significantly shorter, but he was still built like a shit brick house.
"I'm not." He says in a lower, more dangerous tone. "But yes, I know Baron." He tells me, his tone lightening once more. "I am Typhon, and I'll let you figure out what that is on your own." He says with a bloody smirk.
"He's hurting you for information?" I ask, furrowing my brows together. I lean against the wall across from him, following it down to the floor.
"Me." He nods in agreement, "And everything else that's caged down here. The mormo down the hall has is worse though." There was that smirk again. I didn't say anything. I was disappointed, sad and now a bit scared to know it was my man that was doing so much harm to others.
"What did you do to make him hurt you like that?" I ask. I'm hoping for something like I attacked a family from the village or something, anything like that.
"I did nothing." He hissed at me, getting irritated. "I was in my cave when his men came with their magic and drug me here, from my world." He was angry now, I'd poked a sleeping bear.
"You can't just break free?" I narrow my eyes at him.
"Everything under Balor's woods has a block on it. My transformation doesn't work here." he explains. His mood changes really threw me off guard, a second ago he seemed extremely upset and now it was like nothing happened with his calm demeanor.
"Why are you answering my questions?" I ask curiously.
"Because you ain't gave me a reason not to." He shrugs. "Not only that but maybe it'll make ya realize you're with the worst of the worst, unless you know that and just don't care. But I'm pretty sure that ain't the case either, because you look like you're gonna be sick." He states. His eyes roam over my face. I'm sure I had to be pail, because who was I kidding? I wasn't feeling to hot after learning this new information.
"I have to go." I sigh, glancing at the door.
"You should, I'm about due for another session with his boys. Unless you want to stick around to see it." He growls lowly. I only shake my head, standing up and reaching for the door. "Bye,doll." I hear him say before I shut the door. I think I was about to be sick.
***...***...***
"I can't believe you went back in there." Kelly shakes her head. She was hovering over me as I googled stuff on the internet. "That was dumb." She mutters.
"Holy shit." I state, looking at the description. "Typhon... extremely savage and terrifying monster with man's upper body, snake coils instead of legs and serpentine fingers." I tell her.
"That sounds like a really bad... Thing." She says looking for the right word but not being able to come up with anything.
"Eh, he's not really that bad." Baron's deep voice says behind us.
"Jesus Christ!" Kelly jumps, hitting her knee on my desk.
"Do you ever fucking knock?!" I exclaim at Baron. He's smirking, and looks more entertained than anything else.
"You know him?" She asks me, looking back and forth between us.
"Yeah, this is Baron." I motion to him.
"I'm going to my room." She tells me shaking her head. Kelly wasn't really good with this kind of stuff. I'd have to tell her later that Baron wasn't really that bad of a guy. He was always so laid back and chill that I just couldn't feel threatened with him around.
"Solomon is actually a pretty decent guy... Unless you're trespassing in his cave. Pretty much keeps to himself. There aren't many of us that cause a scene. With the exception of the Drakon's. They're just assholes." He shrugs.
"What are you doing here? If Finn comes home and you're here, he's going to send you to that horrible place with Solomon. Not to mention, I'll get in trouble." I say to him, pointing a finger at my own chest.
"Nothing really. Just kinda like your company." He says simply.
"No. No you can't like my company. You can't be here." I shake my head quickly.
"I can't be your friend?" He asks, tilting his head.
"No." I confirm.
"Why?"
"Because my boyfriend wants to kill you." I say casually. "That should be a good enough excuse." I add.
"Your boyfriend isn't always around." He states, then motions around the room. "Clearly."
"What do you want to be friends with me for anyway?" I ask him, crossing my arms over my chest.
"Because I think you're a sweet person mixed up in the wrong things, to no fault of your own. It's not your fault that you're his intended." He replies easily. "Listen, I don't know what bullshit he's told you about me or my pack, or my kind but we're not monsters. Don't you dare, ever repeat this because I have a rep to uphold..." He says with an accusing finger. "Mostly we're just kind hearted, easy to get along with, love to be cuddled dogs. We appreciate someone with innocence like you have. Naive to this whole world you've been thrown into. Someone who also has a kind heart." He shrugs.
"Awwww you're so sweet." I grin cheekily at him. I couldn't help it. The persona he usually put off was yes always laid back, but I never thought anything like that could ever leave his mouth.
"Like I said, don't go around repeating that junk." he rolls his eyes.
"Your secret is safe with me." I smirk.
"See? Ya like me a little bit." He winks. He leans over me, looking at my computer. "How does the box know all that?" he questions. I forget that Baron lives in another world and was only visiting here.
"It knows everything. It's called the internet." I tell him, standing up. "Finn will be home soon, you should probably get going." I say.
"You know behind the castle, in the woods there's this tree and little cherry like berries grow on it?" he questions. I nod, I remember passing it when Kelly and I were out there the first time I'd met Solomon. "That tree is a portal to my land. Visit sometime." He suggests.
"Maybe." I agree, following him downstairs.
"See ya." He says, retreating out the back sliding door.
"Bye." I reply, shutting the door behind him. I was on the couch a few hours later when Finn walked in. He looked at me, his eyebrows furrowed together. "What?" I ask him.
"It smells like wet dog in here." He tells me.
"Ooooh... I don't have a dog." I shrug, trying not to smirk but failing. "But Kelly did make this stuffed mushroom thing earlier that reeked up the whole house. That's probably what you're smelling." I tell him, scrunching up my nose.
"You're so cute when you do that." He grins, sitting down next to me. Thankfully he seemed to let the subject go, I'm sure he was smelling Baron.
"I try." I smile, leaning into him.
***...***...***
"How was Iceland?" He questions when I come off the ferry. I could have taken a plane to Iceland, but I'd opted for the boat ride because I loved to watch the marine life, and honestly I was a water girl.
"It was gorgeous." I smile at him. I wrap my arms around his neck, hugging him tight. He returns the hug, pressing his lips along my neck before my lips. He takes my bag from me, and starts towards the car. "It's starting to get cold. I hate it." i sigh, turning the heat on in his car.
"It's fall." He shrugs as if it was an explanation. "I have enough body heat for the two of us." He winks, running a hand over my thigh.
"I believe you." I smirk.
"I'm off the boat. See you tonight." Text to Kelly.
"Good :) Making chicken tortilla soup for dinner, it's in the crock pot." Text from Kelly.
"Oh god, I can't wait!" Text to Kelly.
She knew that chicken tortilla soup was my favorite on a cold day, and at 43 degrees out right now, it was a cold day. Really, anything under 70 degrees was cold to me.
"What's the smile for?" Finn grins at me.
"Kelly has one of my favorite meals in the crock pot, and now I'm starving." I chuckle.
"You should tell Ellena some of your favorites so when you're home with me she can make them for you. She'd be delighted to cook things other than Gaelic meals." He tells me. I smile and lace my fingers in his with a nod.
"When are you going back?" I ask him. I still had questions that I wanted to ask Solomon.
"We..." He emphasizes 'we', "Are going back in a couple days. Professor Galloway is insisting I go along for a business meeting tomorrow after noon. He's trying to expand his work into different countries." He explains.
"He has said that." I nod.
"You like it there?" He questions.
"I do. When I'm there I don't have to worry about work, or school, or if I locked the front door or bills, or well, being an adult at all." I chuckle. "It's relaxing, and I just get to be with you."
"I'm glad you feel that way." He smiles softly. His hand comes up and massages my neck for a moment before resting there as we continued the drive to my house. "Maybe some day you'll think about staying with me on a more pennant basis." He casually suggests.
"Oh... Maybe." I nod slowly. I almost choked on my spit at that suggestion, actually.
"I freaked you out." He notices, "Too soon?" he questions.
"A little, yeah." I nod quickly this time making him chuckle.
"We'll think about it in a year or so." He shrugs, pulling into my drive way.
"That's a better idea." I agree. Part of me felt horrible. If Finn really was the horrible, cruel person I've been hearing about there's no way I could be with him knowing that. Another horrible thought is he's bluntly told me that he'd never be able to bare losing me, and the thought about how he may react or what would happen to him hurts my own heart. Either something would have to seriously change with how he does things, or he would have to find a way to live without me... I would have to find away to live without him... At this point, I'm not sure how I would be able to bare losing him.
"You seem a little distant tonight." He comments.
"I do?" I question. I'd been trying to make it seem like there was nothing else going on, but sometimes that just means that I'm a lot quieter than usual.
"Yes'" He agrees. "Is everything alright?" He asks.
"Yeah." I shrug.
"You're sure?" He narrows his eyes at me.
"I'm sure." I chuckle, "Shut up." I add giving his arm a playful shove.
"How's work been going? We haven't talked about that lately." He asks. His hand slipped around my shoulder and he pulls me into his side here I rest my head against his cheek.
"Work is work." I tell him. "I'd rather be naked on a yacht in Europe, destroying my liver... But I go to work instead." I sigh, making him laugh. "We did get to take out the buggy into the bog a couple days ago, and that was a lot of fun." I grin, making him grin.
"We should plan a visit to see your parents soon." He says suggestively. I raise my eyebrows, I didn't think that meeting my parents would happen so quick either. Then again, it has been a long time since I've been home, and the idea was tempting.
"We could." I agree softly.
"Next month?" He offers.
"Ok." I nod.
"What's the closest airport do you figure?" He wonders out loud.
"Probably Baton Rouge or New Orleans, Grand Bois if you want to spend and extra couple hundred to fly into a town that small." I shrug.
"I'll make arrangements." He tells me. "That smell is over whelming." He grumbles, sliding out from under me. I watch him go into the kitchen and pull the air freshner from under the kitchen sink and start spraying around the house.
"Seriously?" I chuckle, watching in amusement. "It's just chicken."
"Yes. It reeks." He mutters, "I'd rather smell this awful cinnamon apple stuff that Kelly buys." He states. He wasn't really a fan of any scent that Kelly bought.
"I kinda like that Hawiian one." I shrug and he rolls his eyes. He makes a gagging sound a I laugh, shaking my head at him.
"Your cooking doesn't make the kitchen smell like this." He comments, sticking it back under the sink.
"I also don't cook mushrooms, or kraut." I blanch at the thought. Along with my soup, Kel had made herself her kraut casserole that also, wrecked the whole house.
"Good. Don't start." He teases me. How about we stay at my place tonight?" He suggests. The past week we'd been staying at Kelly and I's, not because I didn't want to go to his place we just never got around to leaving my house.
"Ok. Let me get some stuff together." I agree easily, pushing myself up off the couch.
A/N: I have mad love for Solomon, I wish they'd debut him already. *sigh*