Jake peered through the blinds of the attic window and watched all the lights go out on the first floor in Violet's house, then her bedroom light went on, the big guy never left. His Violet letting a man in her bedroom? Never, not his sweet little Violet. Clearly he was sleeping on the couch, but then again, would his sweet little Violet let anyone sleep on her couch? Maybe she a spare bedroom in the back of the house, that's the only thing that makes sense. He repositioned the telescope to try to get a better look into her bedroom, of course, she decided to buy both blinds and curtains. She always did like a pretty bedroom.

Roman quickly followed after Violet, he wasn't sure what she had in mind, but she was more fired up than he'd ever seen her. First she was mouthing off to Ambrose and now she wants to learn to fight. She was pretty damned cute when she was all worked up, he almost wished that she did punch Dean.

"Ok, so, I'm gonna go take a shower. Make yourself comfortable, TV remote is on the night table."

He stared at the closed door until he heard the water in the shower. He wasn't sure what to do with himself, he kicked off his shoes and sat on the edge of her bed and looked around her room, purple comforter, purple curtains... She was so cute. He finally grabbed the TV remote and starting flipping through the channels. He heard the water turn off and within a few minutes the door opened. He looked up and saw Violet wrapped in the biggest, fluffiest, most purple robe he had ever seen in his life. She had the belt tied tightly around her waist and the thing came down to her ankles. It was hideous and damned sexy all at the same time.

"You don't exactly look very comfortable," she said frowning at him.

He licked his lips and let his eyes travel up and down her body, he knew she was naked under the robe. All he had to do was tug on that little belt...

"Hey now! I know what you are thinking and just stop it right now!" She said pointing her finger at him.

"Y-you do?" He stuttered.

"Yes. I do. I see the way you are looking at my robe. No smart ass comments about how Violet's favorite color is violet!"

Roman let out a sigh of relief and chuckled, he held his hands up, "I won't say a word to anyone, I swear!"

"Especially not Ambrose!"

"Aww, why not? I still wanna see you kick his ass!"

She rolled her eyes and walked past him to get to her dresser, she forgot to bring clothes into the bathroom with her and she wanted to grab some pajamas and get dressed ASAP. He stood up and took her arm as she passed him, pulling her close and planting a hard kiss on her lips.

"You weren't even close to guessing what I was thinking," he whispered hoarsely before taking her mouth in a passionate kiss. He ran his hands through her damp hair and licked the seam between her lips. She immediately parted them, sighing when he speared his tongue into her mouth. Her hands eagerly roamed his body as she tried to memorize the curves of every muscle in his arms and shoulders. His cock was throbbing, he toyed with the edge of her belt groaning as her hands travelled up his arms and across his broad shoulders.

She was vaguely aware of her cell phone ringing from the top of her night table, she tried to ignore it but whoever it was kept calling back. Roman broke the kiss and looked down at her.

"Don't you want to answer that?" He asked.

"No," she answered as she stood on her tip toes to kiss him. Her phone was quiet for a few seconds and then started ringing again.

"You should get it. It could be important." Roman tried not to laugh as she stomped to the other side of the room and grabbed her phone.

"What do you want, Seth?"

"Violet! Oh my god! Are you ok? I heard about the fire and have been trying to call you for hours!"

Violet sighed, she felt bad, she totally forgot to call Seth and Antonio and fill them in. "Yeah, sorry Seth. I'm fine. The fire was outside our office, I was in the lab. Roman dragged me out."

Seth sighed, "Shit, Vi, I'm so sorry you were there alone, I woke up with a migraine and…"

"Seth, relax, if you had come in, you would have been in the lab and I would have been at my desk. It would have been way worse."

"Do you know how it happened?" He asked.

"Look, don't freak out ok?"

"Jake had something to do with it, didn't he?" The anger in Seth's voice was undeniable, Violet could picture him pacing in his apartment scratching at his beard.

"Yes, we think so. Dean saw him on the security cameras right before the fire alarms went off. But, there isn't any proof, as far as I know."

"Are you with Dean and Leslie?"

"No, I'm home…"

"What? Why? You are alone? I'm putting my shoes on, I'll be there…"

"Seth! Stop! No, I am fine. I'm not alone and even if I were alone, I'd be OK."

"So, Dean and Leslie are with you?"

Violet rolled her eyes and stuck her tongue out at her phone, "No. Roman is here, but its only because Dean was being a jerk and wouldn't let me come home."

Seth started laughing, "Now I know why you took so long to answer! You are alone, late at night with big, bad Roman Reigns!"

"Shut up, Rollins. Look, just call Antonio and fill him in. We'll meet at the security office tomorrow morning and hopefully we'll be able to get into the lab."

"Yes, ma'am. Enjoy your personal body guard!" Seth roared with laughter as Violet disconnected the call.

Roman stood behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, he kissed her neck and chuckled when she turned the ringer off on her phone and tossed it on top of her laundry pile. "It wasn't important," she sighed as his hands roamed up and cupped her breasts. He groaned when his phone started ringing, "Its probably Ambrose…" she muttered.

"I know. And if I don't answer, he'll show up and break the door down." Roman sat on the edge of the bed and answered the phone, "Bro…"

"How are things there?" Dean barked into the phone.

"Things are fine. Quiet. What happened with the lab?"

Dean sighed, "I just left, heading home now, minor damage to the office area. All the lab equipment and the chemical storage areas are fine."

"That's good, where do you want Violet and the guys to report tomorrow morning?" Roman tried to suppress a groan as Violet climbed on the bed next to him and started tracing the lines of his tattoo, god he loved it when she did that, he started imagining her hands on other parts of him.

"Uh, yeah, security probably, you sure everything is fine over there?" Dean asked suspiciously.

"Absolutely, 100% fine." Roman assured his friend as Violet boldly placed a kiss behind his ear.

"Ahhh! I see, I'm keeping you from something, huh? Alright, go get her bro."

"Right, yeah. See you in the morning." Roman tossed his phone aside and pulled Violet in his lap. "You never cease to amaze me. Now, where were we..."

She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. He wrapped his arms around her waist and immediately began tugging at the belt on her robe. Violet pressed herself as close to his body as her bulky robe would allow while he hungrily explored her mouth with his tongue. He moaned when he felt her tongue slide against his and her body melt into him. He pulled on that belt like his life depended on him getting it untied.

His head was clouded by her sweet taste and the smell of her vanilla shampoo but he snapped out of it instantly when he heard a rustling outside, the motion sensor light over the driveway turned on filling the bedroom.

At first she didn't know why he pulled away, but as soon as the outside light turned on she knew something was wrong. She looked at Roman, her eyes wide, he moved her to the head of the bed, away from the windows and covered her lips with his finger.

"Stay here," he whispered, grabbing his cell phone and pulling a gun from the waist band of his pants behind his back.

"Wha? Gun? That?"

He shook his head at her, tossed her cell phone on the bed and said "If I'm not back in 5 minutes, call Dean, then 911."

She gulped and nodded her head, squeezing her phone in her hand. Where the hell did he get that gun? How did she not notice it all night? She stared at the clock waiting for the minutes to change silently praying that Roman would be back before the time changed. After 4 agonizingly long minutes she heard someone coming up the stairs, her heart stopped.

"It's ok, Vi, it's me." Roman appeared in her doorway. "Someone was outside, the motion sensor light scared whoever it was away."

He sat down next to her and gave her a quick kiss on the lips. "I'm gonna have to call Dean and let him know."

Violet sighed, she knew what this would turn into. She nodded her head and watched him walk out of her room. She grabbed some pajamas and went into the bathroom to change.

Roman hung up with Dean after a few minutes. His friend was pissed and he couldn't blame him, but he was relieved that Dean trusted him and didn't blame him. He remembered the look on Violet's face when she saw the gun, he'd have some explaining to do on that one. He grabbed his overnight bag from downstairs and went back up to the bedroom. He froze in the doorway when he saw Violet, she had changed from that hideous robe into her pajamas, an oversized purple tshirt that slipped down on one shoulder and a pair of tiny purple striped shorts that barely covered her delicious behind. His cock jumped in his pants when she bent over to plug in her cell phone charger.

"Oh, Roman, look, we need to talk about something," she said when she saw him standing there.

"Yeah, Vi, about the gun, I'm sorry I didn't tell you, I just," he dragged his hand across his stubble, "I kinda forgot I had it, I mean, its so small and I was always so used to carrying."

"I'm actually, more disappointed in myself, I didn't even notice it until you started waving it around."

Roman scoffed, "I did not 'wave' it around!"

"You know what I meant! But that's not what I wanted to tell you, your plan of me calling Dean first and then 911? Not a good plan." Roman raised an eyebrow and nodded, so she continued, "You see, the first thing I should do is call the local police department, they know my situation, they will get here much faster. Then, I call Dean. Or you, I mean, you know, if that's OK to call you… assuming you aren't with me, but you know since today you were with me…"

"Your plan is better. And you can always call me, for anything."

"I like a man who can admit when he's wrong," she nodded at his gym bag, "If you want to shower, I put fresh towels in the bathroom, just no wise ass comments about all the purple stuff."

Roman took a quick and very cold shower and tossed on a tshirt and a pair of basketball shorts before heading back to Violet. She was sitting in bed reading a book when he came in. She looked up and smiled at him, he would do anything to see that smile more often. "You know, I've never seen so much purple in one room before."

She shrugged, "No one usually sees it. So I don't have to deal with smart ass comments, so watch it, or you'll be sleeping on the couch."

Roman scratched the back of his head, "Uh, yeah, about sleeping…"

"We are two responsible adults. I can't in good conscious allow you to sleep on my couch. And I know that you, being the gentleman that you are, would not allow me to sleep on the couch. So, the only option is sharing the bed. Unless of course you want to stand there and stare at me all night."

Roman chuckled, "Well, you are the boss, so whatever you say." He just hoped that he could manage to keep his cool, he didn't want to embarrass himself. He climbed under the purple blankets next to Violet and laid on his back, she turned off the light and settled down on her side of the bed. Within seconds, she scooted over to him and placed her head on his chest and draped her arm across his abdomen.

"Good night, Roman," she yawned. "Thanks for babysitting me."

"Anything for you. Good night, Vi."