Heyyy. So, I'm back with another chapter! This wouldn't be possible without my girls, so without further ado, I want to give a shoutout to ma ladies JustCherry73, wwechristina and GoldenGirl1920 for all of your continued love and support! I don't know what I'd do without you ladies and this story wouldn't be what it is without you!
I don't own anyone affiliated with the WWE. I only own Lucy and the storyline. Leslie belongs to JustCherry73(I'm using her with consent).
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Lucy POV
Hours pass without us even realizing it, that Allen and I are startled out of our conversation when we hear laughter grow closer towards us. I recognize that one of those laughs belong to Drew. I look over at Allen and I can see the nervous look on his face. "It's going to be alright. Drew trusts me and if he knows I can trust you, so will he. Just stay back here until I call for you," I relay to Allen and he nods his head in confirmation.
I walk out of the stable and I see Drew and Leslie dismounting their horses as they continue to laugh about whatever it was they were talking about. "Ahh, my Queen, how was your day? Good, I hope?" Drew asks and presses a quick kiss to my lips when I greet them.
"My King. Leslie, welcome back! And yes, I had a great day, I hope the same for you two?" I ask and Drew grins from ear to ear.
"Aye, we most certainly did. You never know how much you really need to catch up with someone until you do, isn't that right, Sweet?" Drew replies and looks over at Leslie who also holds a big smile on her face, directing it at Drew.
"You can say that again. It has been years though since we've spoken last, so there was quite a lot to catch up on," Leslie replies. I'm so glad they had a wonderful day catching up. It makes me happy to know my husband and his childhood friend had all the time they did to get reacquainted with one another.
"This is true," Drew replied and goes to enter the stable with his horse, Leslie right behind him.
"Actually, Drew. You and Leslie don't need to put the horses back," I tell him and they both look at me strangely.
"We don't?" He asks, looking at Leslie confused, then back over at me. I take a deep breath. This can either go very well or very bad.
"No. I actually stumbled across someone who really needs a job and I think he would be perfect. I know you know how spooked Blaze can get around new people, well he wasn't like that, so that is how I knew. And he…well, he was in a situation very close to mine when Randy, Strowman and Rollins came across me months ago," I explain to Drew and he looked skeptical until I told him that last bout of information.
"I'm sorry to hear that. Is he here now? I'd like to meet the person I'm potentially hiring to take care of my horses," Drew says and I nod my head with a smile.
"He is. We've been talking all day. I wanted to learn more about him since he and I were in similar situations and he was actually very frightened when I came across him, but I've managed to gain his trust," I relay to Drew and he stands up a little straighter.
"What do you say, Sweet?" Drew asks Leslie, looking back over at her.
"I don't see why not. Lucy is right, you do need someone to tend to the horses. It doesn't hurt to meet him," she responds and I become more excited when Drew looks back over at me.
"Well alright then. Where is he?" Drew asks.
"Right in here; he's with Blaze," I explain then walk back into the stables to find Allen quietly petting Blaze's snoot. He looks over at me startled, until he realizes its me and he relaxes immediately.
"I'm assumin' he wants to meet me?" Allen asked quietly and I nod my head wearing a soft smile.
"He does. But I promise you, he won't harm you. He is very…intimidating. I was afraid of his size at first too, but he is a sweet man. Come on," I say, holding my hand out to him that he takes gingerly into his own. Before we walk back outside, I release Allen's hand and smile over at Drew. "Baby, this is Allen. Allen, I want you to meet the King of Scotland: Drew McIntyre," I introduce them when Allen emerges from the stables behind me.
I can see Drew trying to feel him out, but I know he probably won't get much considering how nervous Allen is right now. "It's nice to make your acquaintance. Do you have a last name, Allen?" Drew asks, holding his hand out for Allen to shake.
Allen grabs his hand immediately, not wanting to disrespect him. "It's an honor to make your acquaintance, My King. And yes, it's Jones, sir," he replies and I can tell he is nothing but a ball of nerves, but he is doing very well at keeping it reigned in because I don't think Drew has a clue.
"Allen, I would also like you to meet my newest friend and childhood best friend of Drew's. Leslie McLean of Ireland," I introduce them and Allen carefully approaches her and grabs her hand, pressing a chaste kiss to the top of it.
"It's an honor to make your acquaintance, Leslie," Allen says and backs away, putting space in between them once again. I can tell he is still unsure about them, so I can see his wall go back up that he temporarily put down, long enough to be introduced to them.
"Thank you, Allen. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance as well," Leslie replies with a small smile. I can see Allen look over at me from the corner of my eye and I return his stare with a small smile, letting my eyes convey what I'm thinking. That everything is going to be fine. That Drew will accept him.
"So, Drew, can he stay? I promise you won't regret it!" I say, begging with my eyes, hoping he'll say yes.
"Aye. I don't see why not, but he is your responsibility, my love," Drew replies and I smile brightly, wrapping my arms around Drew's neck and press a kiss to his lips.
"Thank you. Like I said, I promise you won't regret it," I tell him quietly and release my hold on him.
"Ahh, I guess that is my cue now to collect these beautiful animals and put them in their respective stalls," Allen says, taking the reigns from both Drew and Leslie, "I uhh…am going to need to know where all of the supplies and such are located," he adds on timidly and I hop in to help Allen and show him where everything is, letting Drew and Leslie get back to what they were doing.
"I've got this, darling. You and Leslie continue to catch up. I promise to be in before dark; I know how you worry," I tell him with a smile and Drew nods his head once with a smile.
"That I do," he replies before addressing Allen, "again, it was nice to meet you. Welcome to the kingdom, Allen," Drew says with a head tilt before making his leave with Leslie by his side and I can't help but smile brightly at the new circumstances.
Allen POV
Holy shit. I think I just crapped myself. Did that really just happen? Did the King of Scotland really just approve of me and quite literally put me under his wife…the queens care, just like that? Don't get me wrong, I am elated because it means I will get to spend more time with Lucy and get to know her better. I look over at her with wide eyes and she releases a giggle, taking one of the horses reigns from me and takes the lead, putting the beauty of a horse into the second stall, leaving me to put the second horse into the other stall.
"This is so exciting. You have no idea how happy I am that you'll be staying," Lucy says happily and pulls me into a hug once the gates to both stalls are safely locked. I grunt at the unexpected impact of her small body colliding with mine; I can't help but smile, returning her embrace and bury my face into her neck, enjoying the feel of her in my arms, happy and content for the first time in a while.
"Me too, Lucy. Me too," I reply quietly and tighten my hold on her, not wanting to let go, but I know I need to. Regretfully, I do and provide her with a small grin. "So, are you going to give me the grand tour of this place or what? I want to know everything there is to know about these horses." And you. But I know that's not possible. Maybe over time as we become closer friends. I want to be more than her friend, but that obviously isn't going to happen. I don't feel like dying at the hands of the king for trying to take his wife from him. Let alone, why would she want anything to do with me? She has the perfect life now. I am merely just someone who works for the King and Queen of Scotland. Lucy would never want me.
"Silly me. Of course!" Lucy exclaims and hooks her arm through one of mine and introduces me to each one of the horses, telling me what she knows of them, leaving hers and my favorite one for last. Blaze. I listened intently on everything she had to say, but I couldn't keep my eyes off of her. I've never seen someone so beautiful. So lively and vivacious. You never would have thought that she had been horribly abused in her years growing up, let alone, only a couple of months ago. I don't know how she does it, but I plan on holding on to her energy and happiness. I know it is what will keep me going.
"I think it's safe to say I should get to work now. I don't want to be slackin' on my first day," I tell Lucy with a grin and she releases the cutest giggle I've quite literally ever heard. It has my grin growing and I can't help but chuckle at her happiness.
Lucy POV
I can't seem to take my eyes off of him as he gets to work. Allen's charm, his wit…kindness. His need and want to make sure I'm happy. His need to want to help and ask for nothing in return. He is a gentleman, but my goodness is he gorgeous. If my life had turned out differently and I met him earlier, I would never let go of him. I'd proudly flaunt him, knowing he was mine and relish in every village women's envy for him not being available because he belonged to me.
But now that he is in my life and we have that connection that runs deeper than I ever thought possible, there is no way I'm living life without him in it. If I lost him, I honestly don't know what I'd do. Yes, I love Drew and Randy, but there is only so much they can do. They don't and can't understand me like Allen does. They don't know what it was like to wonder if you would live to see tomorrow. And that is terrifying. I know with Allen, I am free from judgement. He accepts me for who I am and no longer seems bothered at the fact that I am queen. I frown at that. I am queen. And I don't want to be, but sadly there is nothing I can do. I felt obligated to help Drew bring Scotland back to where she once stood, so I married him. Yet, I have no idea what the hell I am doing. I'd give anything to go back to normal life where I could spend my days happy and carefree with Allen by my side. Oh how I wish.
"Lucy…" I hear my name being called, but I don't register it as my mind is still off in fantasy land. "Lucy!" My name is called again, only much closer this time and I snap out of my daydream to find Allen standing directly in front of me, with his hand hovering next to my cheek and before he can stop himself, he tucks my stray hairs behind my ear, then gently caresses my cheek with his calloused thumb.
"Wh–what?" I ask confused.
"I asked if you were alright. You got really quiet on me just now. I wanted to make sure you were okay, darlin'," he replies and I internally swoon. Did he just call me darlin'? And with that accent he has. Oh boy, I'm in trouble. And his gentle caress, it's like he's been doing it for years.
Allen is still caressing my cheek and I can't help but lean into his touch. Something about it just feels right. It's never felt like that when Drew had done it in the past. I gaze up into Allen's blue eyes and the look in his reminds me of adoration. It has my heart racing, but I don't let it show, instead, I reach up and rest my hand over his and gently nod my head.
"Yes, I'm alright; just thinking," I reply and take his hand in mine, lacing our fingers together. I raise his hand to my lips, pressing a soft kiss to the back of it and there is a change in Allen's eyes that I can't figure out.
"What about? If you don't mind me askin'." He replies, but breaks away from me and returns back to what he was doing. My heart drops and I frown at the action, but I keep it hidden. I don't even know why I am upset at the move, it's not like anything happened between us for me to be upset. But something did. You just don't realize it yet, my head tells me, but I shake it off in time for when Allen turns around to look at me, still waiting for an answer.
Taking a deep breath, I reply, "You," I whisper. "I was thinking about you," I tell him and his eyes widen fractionally, but there is a look of happiness in them. The look on his face has my heart regaining life as it beats rapidly in my chest. God, I want nothing more than to kiss him right now, but I know I can't. He is different. I don't want to ruin the bond that Allen and I have. Yeah, but something inside you knows that it won't. You know exactly how he looked at you. He wouldn't have touched you the way he did otherwise. You're the goddamn queen! And he knows that! He doesn't care, but he's respecting the situation he's been put into.
"Lucy. Darlin'. You did it again. Come back to me, sweetheart," Allen says and his touch brings me back. I look up into his eyes once more and the smile on Allen's face takes my breath away. "Welcome back," he lightly teases me and my cheeks turn a crimson red. Allen chuckles, raising both hands to cup my face and my heartbeat quickens even more than it already was, that it literally makes it hard to breathe.
I open my mouth to respond, but I can't speak. The feelings coursing through me become overwhelming that I have to create some space between us because I'm afraid I'll do something that I'll regret.
"Lucy," Allen calls my name and I turn around to face him and his face falls when he sees a stray tear roll down my face. He closes the distance between us once more, but refrains from touching me. "Did…did I do somethin' wrong?" He asks me and my tears become more prominent now.
"No, that's just it, Allen. You did nothing wrong; you're doing everything right and it scares me," I whisper and this time he doesn't hesitate to pull me into his arms. I bury my face into Allen's chest, wrapping my arms around his waist and I can feel his hold on me tighten.
"What's scarin' you, darlin'?" Allen asks, softly running is hand up and down my back in a comforting gesture. Why does he have to be so perfect? I'd give anything to stay like this forever, in his arms where I know I'm safe. Why does life have to be so cruel to bring this amazing man into mine and dangle him in front of me when I can't have him. Who says you can't? The voice in my head says. There is nothing stopping you and you don't have with Drew and Randy, what you have with Allen. Don't make anymore excuses Lucy, he wants to be with you and you know it. Just like you want to be with him.
I pull away slightly so I can look up into Allen's eyes and he stares worriedly down at me, caressing my cheek once more. I once again nuzzle my face into his palm before looking back up at him. "Talk to me, Lucy…please," Allen begs me quietly, his tone becoming distressed when I continue to be silent.
"It scares me because I like you, Allen…a lot and I don't know how to act upon it. I want to, it's just…" I try to explain and he nods his head subtly.
"You're afraid of what will happen if Drew finds out and what will come of us. Regardless of if he were to find out or not," he replies and I nod my own head. "Well then, it will be our little secret because I want this just as much as you do. I haven't done anything about it because of who you are and who you're married to," Allen tells me and I look up at him, my eyes wide with disbelief, not believing what I'm hearing come from him.
"You what? You do?" I ask him, still unable to believe what he's just told me.
"More than you know, Lucy. So may I? Kiss you? If not, then I understand, but I really want nothing more than to, even though I know it's wrong. I just don't care though. I know you're not happy and I want to make you happy. I want to make sure you're happy. Always," Allen says and I reach my arms up, wrapping my hands around the back of his neck.
"You do make me happy and what would make me even more happy is if you would just be quiet and kiss me, now. Please," I reply and Allen smiles down at me, lowering his head down towards mine.
Leaving mere inches between our faces, Allen whispers, "it would be my pleasure," before descending the rest of the way down, pressing his lips gently onto mine. Oh my…his lips are so soft. I know this is wrong, but why does it feel so damn right? Kissing Drew and Randy never felt like this. Allen breaks the kiss and pulls back just enough to look down at me with a smile on his face. "What are you thinkin', darlin',?" He whispers.
I run my fingers through his now dry hair, smiling. "I'm thinking about how much I love your hair…" I begin, my smile growing bigger. "I love it when you call me darling…" I continue and that one has him smiling.
"Darlin'…" Allen calls me again with a smile of his own and I can't help but release a quiet giggle. "I love your laugh and your smile," he says, gently bumping his nose against mine, causing me to giggle again and it has his smile turning into a massive grin. "And I'd really…really love to kiss you again," Allen whispers and I bite my lip.
"So what's stopping you?" I challenge him and Allen releases a quiet growl before placing his lips once more onto mine, deepening the kiss that has me whimpering into it as I pull him in closer. Our kiss intensifies and I can feel Allen's grip on my waist tighten as he pulls me flush up against him, leaving absolutely no space in between our bodies. Oh my god, if this is what heaven feels like, I don't ever want to leave.
Before I even know what's happening, Allen begins to lift the bottom of my dress and hoists me up, silently telling me to wrap my legs around his waist. I don't hesitate to do so and he carries me towards the back and out of sight, sitting down where we first met. I straddle Allen's lap and press myself closer to his body, granting him access when he traces his tongue along my bottom lip.
My whimpers grow into quiet moans as our kisses grow more intense until air becomes a necessity. We break the kiss and Allen rests his forehead on mine as we catch our breath and I can't help but run my fingers through his hair again in a comforting manner. "Are you okay?" Allen breathes after a few moments before pulling back to look at me and I smile at him with a nod. Tucking his hair behind his ear, I press another quick kiss to his full lips.
"I'm perfect. But is your lip alright? I don't want you to be in any more pain than you already are in," I voice my concern, just barely letting my fingers graze his wound. He winces slightly and I frown. "I'm sorry, baby. I can go get more salve, to help it heal quicker," I whisper, looking at how bad it is before looking into his eyes.
The look in Allen's soften and he raises his hand and brushes his thumb against the apple of my cheek. "It's alright; it's not your fault this happened to me and maybe later. I just want you here with me," he replies and leans in to press a kiss to my forehead.
"I know, but still. I feel bad that you had to go through that because I know what it's like," I reply, pressing a chaste kiss to Allen's lips before laying my head on his chest, my forehead resting against the side of his neck.
"And I hate that you had to go through the abuse you did. If I ever come across your father, I'm going to beat his ass for what he did to you. He's not going to get away with that; not if I can help it," Allen grounds out and his hold on me tightens.
A small smile grows on my face when I come to the realization that he would do anything to protect me. And you'll do the same for him. Anyone whoever puts their hands on him again will have to deal with my wrath…and it won't be pretty. I choose not to tell him that Drew had already done some damage to my father for what he has done to me. The motherfucker deserved it and deserves any other ass kicking he has coming his way.
I tighten my own hold on Allen, cuddling in closer to him, wishing I could just mold our bodies together so we could never be apart. "The feeling is mutual. If I could kick your old master's ass, I wouldn't hesitate to do it. You didn't deserve to have what happened to you," I whisper, pressing my lips to Allen's collarbone.
"Neither did you, baby. I just wish there was something I could have done to keep you safe then," Allen gripes, beating down on himself for something he had no control over.
I pull back a little so I can look into his eyes and I can see the turmoil churning through them. "Hey, stop that. There is nothing you could have done, so please don't destroy yourself over this. I'm here now, with you and that is what matters. We're together and there is nowhere else I'd rather be than right here with you," I say quietly and frame one side of his face, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips.
"I just wish I could make you mine," Allen whispers brokenly and my heart breaks at hearing the pain in his tone.
"I am yours, Allen Jones. I may be married to the King of Scotland, but my heart belongs to you and it always will. I've never been more sure about anything in my life than I am when I tell you that," I tell him with conviction.
The look in Allen's eye is one of pure shock, disbelief, happiness and adoration all wrapped up into one and despite if it hurts him or not, Allen pulls me into a bruising kiss, putting everything he has into it.
"And mine belongs to you, Lucy. Always," Allen breathes against my mouth, his eyes penetrating mine, showing me without words, exactly how he feels.