After a few seconds of pleading words and eyes to match, Ava gave in. How could she ever say 'no?' With that sexy pout and those beautiful eyes, there was no way she would reject his request. Also, she happened to be in a good mood, and it had been a while since she had actually gone outside to enjoy the day- rather than wasting the sun's rays by working. Being in the beautiful city of Long Beach, California, she could not let this day slip through her fingers.

She told him to go back to his hotel room and come back in a few minutes so she could get changed. He didn't tell her what their plans were, so she went casual. She let her brown hair spiral down her back in their natural waves, she wore a simple white camisole matched with a floral cardigan, and a pair of light blue jeans. As she slipped on her sandals, a knock bellowed throughout the room. Before leaving, she checked the mirror one last time, deeming herself presentable.

"You sure you could go out in public without your pantyhose and high heels?" he inquired once he laid his eyes on her.

She mocked him in an annoying, high-pitched tone that was barely coherent, leaving him a light slap against his bicep.

"You ready, Runnels?"

He chuckled, "are you ready?"

"I guess we'll both find out," Ava said raising her brows up and down.

The pair exited the hotel with not many eyes on them. Ava learned, surprisingly, how unnoticed some of these superstars get on a daily basis. Of course, there would be that one fan who would spot them out, causing a huge commotion of people and chaos- but often, they were left alone. Superstars such as the Big Show, Undertaker and Kane, were spotted almost instantly. But of course, their size pointed them out like a sore thumb. Superstars with a much more modest appearance such as Cody, blended much more easily. She found their walk along the sidewalk to be a completely engaging, calm and serene moment.

"Tell me about yourself, Ava." he said breaking the silence drawn up between them.

"What do you want to know, Mr. Runnels?" she asked looking up at him.

"What's behind the mask? What's behind the whole business-like appearance? You're twenty-five for heaven's sake! You can't really be this professional."

She chuckled and looked at the ground, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear.

"I don't know. I guess what you see is what you get."


A small little smirk grew on the bottom half of her face, "you think you know me so well."

"Actually, truth be told, I don't. If I did, I wouldn't have asked you."

"Okay, fine," she acquiesced, "um, I ran for Prom Queen in high school as some sort of joke, I suppose, and I ended up winning, surprisingly. I applied to some top notch Universities in California- and unfortunately, didn't get in to any of them, except for one, which ended up being the place I graduated from," she paused before continuing, "I'm actually a really boring person."

"C'mon, there's gotta be something, anything."

"My life is my life, there's really not much to it," she said biting her lip softly.

Cody stared at her skeptically, knowing there was something else hidden behind those eyes. She was only twenty-five, but she had the aura of a much older woman.

The two continued walking as Cody persisted with his never-ending questions and nagging. Ava, only giving him simple answers was beginning to feel a slight hint of annoyance. Why he wanted to know more and more was beyond her. She didn't have a story to tell- at least not a story that she would want to share out loud to her peers.

As they looked down the street for something to do, an older woman stopped them in their tracks.

"Excuse me, Miss," the older lady said, causing Ava to come a little closer.

"Sorry to bother you, but, you're boyfriend there looks a lot like my husband when he was younger."

"Oh, he's not-"

"I remember the first time we met," she said teary-eyed, "I'll never forget it. It was the summer of '77. July, to be exact. God, he was quite the looker. He approached me after a few days, and since then, we've been together. He's passed away recently, but he's still here. And seeing your boyfriend there just reminded me of that. I'm sorry for just intruding, but-" she began to sniffle as Ava rubbed the woman's shoulder.

She turned around to Cody who had a look of sympathy on his face. He walked over to the two ladies, and placed a hand on the shoulder of the older one. Tears fell down her wrinkled, lined face as she reminisced on the love of her life.

"You two take care of each other," the woman said once she regained her composure.

"We will," Cody replied.

Ava looked up at him with raised brows but shook it off.

"Love is rare. When you find it, cherish it. I wish the best for you two. Remember, love conquers all," she said before walking away from Ava and Cody, who both wore expressions of wonder and slight confusion.

She burst into laughter once the woman was out of earshot, "can you believe it? Me? You?"

"She's senile, doesn't know what she's talking about," Cody chuckled.

But as the day went on, every time Ava would catch a glimpse of them in the reflection of a store window, she couldn't help but notice how well they complimented one another. She understood why people would mistake them to be dating if they were seen walking down the street.

Cody's hand bumped into hers several times, but she didn't say anything about it- and neither would he. One would slip a compliment into the conversation, their cheeks would turn red, and they'd look the other way. He'd take a glance at her, she'd catch him, and he'd turn his head. She'd look at him, he'd look at her, and she'll look in another direction. It was almost child-like, like kindergarten for example.

"We've been walking for hours, Cody. The sun is already setting. Do you even know where we are?" she asked.

"Not really," he answered, amused almost.

"Well, I guess I'm stuck with you until we find our way back."

"You say that like it's a bad thing. C'mon, this is Dashing you're talking to.""Wow, Codes. I think you're a little, too into yourself."

He shook his head a little, and pursed his lips, "I guess you're right."

The two laughed and continued to walk anywhere. It was already night by the time they arrived back at the hotel. They seemed to talk for only a few minutes, but in reality, they had spent the whole day walking around the city. Turn after turn, block after block, for hours until the sun set back down into the horizon.

The pair stood in front of the hotel where a large fountain sat in the front, spewing out water in fancy scribbles and designs. Ava sat down on the edge, smiling, as she took off her sandals, knowing that in the morning she would find a blister or two. Cody joined her, his expression just as animated as hers. They were short of breath from the short race they just had. Last one to the fountain is a rotten egg, he shouted before she sprinted off. At that moment, he knew never to race her ever again.

"You're supposed to be an athlete!"

"I am an athlete! You just happen to be quicker than I am," he said through panted breaths.

"Yeah, yeah, Runnels."

"What're you doing?" she asked as he stood up. He looked down at her and reached out a hand. She looked at him like he were the deadliest creature on the planet, but accepted his hand anyways. Cody wrapped one arm around her waist and grabbed her hand in his. Her brows scrunched together as he rocked back and forth.

She chuckled, "you're crazy. There's no music!"

He began to hum in the most tone-deaf manner she had ever heard, but nonetheless, she smiled. They rocked back and forth to his singing, not caring about the other guests walking around them. The moonlight was being blocked by the brightness of the city lights, the calm, natural environment was destroyed by the sound of honking cars, and the smell of the beach was overpowered by the stench of cologne and fast-food joints- but, the feeling was nothing but artificial.

"You're singing is horrible, by the way."

"Can you just be quiet for a second, and enjoy this moment?" he asked playfully. "Don't worry about all the little things, and just go with the flow."

She got quiet immediately and rested her head on his perfectly-sculpted shoulder. She could feel the warmth radiating off his skin as he wrapped his arms around her. Before she could even realize it, the two had stopped moving and they just stood there, wrapped up in each other's arms. He rubbed the back of her head gently, smoothing out her wavy hair. Her hands locked behind his back, trying to get closer to him than humanly possible.

When they pulled apart from one another, it was like nothing had happened. She said goodbye to him as she walked back to her hotel room. He stood there, watching her walk away. Hands in his pocket, he kicked a small pebble he spotted on the ground. He took small glances at her until she was completely out of his sight. That was when he began to walk.

Ava sat in her hotel room, completely flustered from the day she just had. She was completely confused, from that old woman, to that silent moment she shared with Cody a few moments ago. Her fingers ran through her hair, and began to grab at the roots. Her brows contracted together, trying to put a square into a circle. She had her fair share of conversations with Cody- but nothing ever too serious to make her question their relationship, or even if there was a chance of their relationship ever growing.

She heard a knock on the door, which brought her out of her thoughts. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to regain herself. If the person on the other side of the door was someone of importance, she didn't want to look shaken or disturbed. Ava tied her hair back at the nape of her neck and walked towards the door, still breathing. In through the nose, and out through the mouth.

Once she opened the door, she revealed a, just as flustered, Cody Runnels. His eyes were wide-open, and his expression sullen. Before she could ask him what he was doing at her hotel room, he pulled her in by the face and planted the sweetest, softest kiss on her lips. Stunned at first, she stood there motionless. Eyes nearly bulging out of their sockets, lips still, arms at her side. But once she began to get the feel of his lips massaging hers, she wrapped her arms around his neck and began to kiss back. What was once an innocent kiss, soon turned out to be a hot, passionate one.

Still attached, the two went further into her hotel room. He closed the door behind him with his foot, as her back bumped into a nearby wall. She felt her cheeks burn up, and a change in temperature. Her legs wrapped around his waist as the two refused to break away from one another. He pulled the band from her hair, letting it fall down her shoulders. His fingers began to get entangled into her brown locks as he tried to bring her closer and closer to him.

His warm tongue tickled her neck as she let out a soft moan followed by his name in a heated whisper. His hands were now placed on the lower hem of her shirt, trying to remove the foolish piece of fabric. His lips seemed to be attached at her skin, not wanting to let go. He had the strongest crave for her scent, and he was now satisfying that deep temptation. As he laid her back in the bed, he knew this would be a night to remember.

She took a quick, sharp breath and woke up in an empty room.

Realizing, it was all a dream.