Title: Downward Spiral

Author: Dana

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Mention of noncon m/m and m/f relations, and swear words. Not a happy fic.

Summary: How far will a man go to get revenge? The wrestling world is about to find out.

Disclaimer: I don't own anyone you recognize.

"I still can't believe I agreed to this!" Brie Bella said as she followed her sister Nikki, Paige, Natalya, Ariane, and Trinity into the strip club.

"Oh come on you are going to love this and you know it," Nikki said as she gave their name to the woman who was standing in the doorway. "Brian told you to have fun."

"Brian also didn't know you were taking me to this club. I think he thought we were going to another Chippendales show like with did for Nat."

"Oh this is even better," Paige said as they walked to their tables near the stage. She had only been called up to WWE a few months ago and she had quickly been adopted by the other divas even if she proclaimed herself the anti diva. "One of the girls at NXT had her birthday party here and she said it was classy and if you pay extra, you can have anyone there for the night."

Brie's eyes got large.

Nikki just grinned. "Don't worry Brie we will stop your Brie Mode before that happens. I'm going to get a drink," she said and got up as if to walk to the bar and stopped and went up to a table in the corner and purchased a lap dance for her sister. After all what was a bachelorette party without one?

They partied and whooped it up just as loudly as the other patrons. Brie was well into Brie mode when one of the dancers came over and sat on her lap and started to give her a lap dance.

Brie was really into it and tried to push the soft fabric away but the man stopped her.

She got a good look into his eyes and screamed as she looked down at one of his hands. The ink was barely there due to the paint but she could see it.

The man got up and ran off stage.

"Brie what is it?" Nikki asked. "Are you okay?"

"That was Punk."

CM Punk had disappeared after beating Paul Heyman and Curtis Axel at Night of Champions. Heyman had said that if he lost at Night of Champions no one would see Punk ever again.

"Are you sure?"

"I saw the knuckles. It said free."

The girls left the show not long after, as Brie would not calm down after that.

"Come on Brie it could have been anyone," Ariane said. "Maybe the free tattoo stood for something else? Why would Punk work in a place like this? He's straight edge. Seems to be against his morals."

"I saw the tattoos Ariane," Brie said as she started pacing in front of the club. "I saw his eyes it was Punk! I don't know why he was there but he was there!"

"Free could have meant anything," Trinity said.

"I'm going back in there," Brie said as she walked back to the entrance with her friends right behind her. They had lost their table when they left and were told that the club was at capacity and that they could not re-enter.

"Brie I hate to tell you this," Nikki said as they went back to the limo they had reserved for the night. "But you are drunk and in complete Brie Mode. I'm sure it just looked like Punk. Tomorrow you'll be sober and realize we are right. It wasn't Punk. I think someone would have seen him by now if it were. The news would have had a field day."

"I guess you're right," Brie said as she got into the limo. She spent the ride to their hotel trying to keep the alcohol down. No one mentioned what they saw the rest of the night.