Lisa had previously set up a work visit with her boss, even though she was taking the week off, she wanted to show Sheamus all about her job. They got up early in the morning, showered, and dressed. Lisa threw her hair back in a ponytail, she hadn't cut it for months, and it hung long down her back. She wore a soft, weathered grey t-shirt, stretched tight over her growing belly, and a pair of Carhartt work pants that she had recently purchased in a bigger size. Sheamus wore straight-legged jeans, a black t-shirt, a soccer hoodie, and a black baseball cap. Lisa threw on her warm coat, as did Sheamus, and they left for the hangar. Traffc was light, and Lisa had set up the security pass prior, so Sheamus was allowed in without any difficulty. They went into the lunchroom, which was empty at this hour. Lisa threw her coat on the back of a chair, and Sheamus did the same with his. "So this is where meh lady love makes a livin' yeah?"
"This is it! Spent a lot of time here in the last decade," she smiled. Lisa made herself a cup of peppermint tea, and one for Sheamus as well.
A few guys started to filter into the room, waving and nodding at Lisa. She said, "Sheamus, the guys, guys, this is Sheamus." The guys all responded happily, shaking hands and giving him greetings. Lisa led him out of the room towards the hangar floor. "Normally I wear coveralls, but since I'm not actually working today, I'm skipping them." She led him over to one of the planes. This is triple three, ancient old pig, but a reliable old pig at that. The source of all of my grief, this one! Always something wrong, but I always learn something new, so I still love it."
"Lisa, are these military planes?"
"Yeah! C130 Hercules. Old as dirt, noisy and smelly, but some of the most reliable things ever made. We're civilians contracted to keep them up and running here."
"Colour me impressed, love! I can't believe yeh keep these in the air. Yeh really are good with yer hands," he said with a smirk. She smiled back, and took him up into the cockpit.
"Not much to look at, but this is where all of the action happens." She showed him what all of the instruments did, where each of the aircrew sat, what all of the buttons did. She took him out through a hatch in the ceiling to climb on top of the airplane. She brought him out to one wingtip, where he was looking a little bit shaky. She didn't know such a pale man could actually get more pale, but somehow he managed. "Heights?" she asked.
"Yeh. Not scared, jest a wee bit nervous." She took him by the hand to lead him back down, where his colour returned to normal. She took him into the cargo compartment, which was currently empty. "Wow! Big in here!" She nodded and showed him all of the stuff in the back. She showed him the hydraulic units, the floor cargo system, all of the stuff she made her bread and butter with. On their way out of the plane, she ran into her friend Kevin. Kevin gave her a hug. He stepped back to let her off of the stairs to the plane, and Sheamus followed, ducking his head through the small crew door. He stepped out on to the floor, and Kevin's eyes just about boggled right out of his head.
"You're...you're..." he stuttered.
"Sheamus, lad! nice teh meet yeh!" Sheamus reached out his hand and Kevin shook it nervously.
"Sheamus, this is Kevin. He's the one who convinced me to go to the WWE Live event about six months ago."
Sheamus brightened and grabbed Kevin in a huge bear hug. "Well then man, yer the one I need to thank! Without yeh, I'd have never met the most beautiful lass in the world here! I owe yeh, lad."
Kevin smiled shyly. "I knew she'd like wrestling, Lisa's a cool girl!"
"That she is, lad! Only the best, this one!"
"Oh you guys are being ridiculous," she said shyly, but with a smile. They talked for a bit longer, a little about Lisa and a little about wrestling. Lisa then brought Sheamus to the boss' office. "Boss, this is Sheamus. Sheamus, Ryan."
"Good teh meet yeh sir," said Sheamus, shaking Ryan's hand.
"So you're the one who's stealing my best mechanic away from me?" he said with a smile.
"She never told me she was the best," Sheamus smirkily replied.
"Well, she is. She's the smartest person here by far. You're a lucky man, Sheamus, appreciate her!"
"I do sir, more than yeh know. She's turned me life into somethin' special."
"Whoa, hey guys, slow down here," Lisa said.
"It's true," said Ryan. "We're going to really miss you around here!"
"Well, I have another couple of months, so I'll make the best of my time here for sure," she smiled.
"Thank yeh for takin' such good care of her," Sheamus said.
"You got it," replied Ryan. "We all love her here."
They said their goodbyes, and drove off to a small family diner for lunch. Not one person in the place recognized Sheamus, which was different for him, but a good different. They sat down and ordered. Lisa had a clubhouse sandwich and a bowl of soup, and Sheamus had a burger and fries. "So that was work! I'll miss that place, but I'm excited for bigger and better things."
"Me too, love! It seems like a great place teh work. They really love yeh there, yer lucky."
"I just do my job," she said bashfully.
"It's more than that," he replied, "They appreciate yeh a bunch. I can tell."
"It's been a good place to work. For sure."
They ate lunch, carried on light conversation, and stopped at the grocery store on the way home, so Lisa could pick up some things for dinner. Sheamus tried to pay for everything, but Lisa stopped him. "I know you're capable, but I'd like to feel independent for a few more months before my whole life changes and I'm relying on you for everything," she laughed. He relented, and they left with a cartful of groceries. They spent the next couple of days together quietly and comfortably. Sheamus was happy to wander around the house in his underpants, and Lisa played housewife, cooking great meals and taking care of Sheamus. It was a good week that went by much too fast. Before they knew it, they were coming up on the last two days of Sheamus' visit.