AN: As the last chapter ended, we read that Mickie was abducted by some mysterious people, but the only thing noticed about them was that one of them was a female. As this chapter begins, Brett returns to his hotel room that he shares with Mickie to get a surprise, and it won't be a good one to say the very least.
Chapter Two: A Very Bad Surprise
As the male and tall blonde stood in line at the conveyance store, his mind quickly drifted to his fiancee (who was pregnant, but Brett did not know that) who was waiting for him back at their hotel room. Brett quickly paid for his items, and promptly return to his car to get back to the hotel where his sick fiancee was waiting on him. The store that he drove to was not really far, so he began his drive back there. The minute that he got into the rental car and began the short drive back there. No sooner than when he got behind the wheel, he had a really bad feeling that something had happened to Mickie. As Brett sat at a red light, and when it turned green, he quickly shook off the feeling, and pulled into the hotel that the two of them were staying at.
"Maybe I am just paranoid." Brett laughed to himself. Just as he pulled around to the area in which his room was, his suspicions and fears was confirmed. The room was surrounded with law enforcement and detectives. A cop stopped him, and Brett immediately got out of his car.
"What's going on? Where's my fiancee?" Brett asked, his voice shaking with fear.
"Sir, I need you to stay back, we are investigating a kidnapping that happened in this room." The cop said.
"That room? That room right there?" Brett said, pointing to the hotel room door that he shared with Mickie. "That is where me and Mickie was staying. What happened to her? Where is she?"
"Stay right here. Detective Lassiter!" The officer motioned for another detective to come over. The man that Brett assumed was Detective Lassiter came over and looked at Brett.
"This is the guy?" Lassiter asked. The uniformed cop nodded yes. Lassiter led Brett to a unmarked car, and talked to him.
"Listen, I will be bringing you to my office so we can talk to you about what happened here." Lassiter said.
"No. Tell me where is Mickie and what happened to her." Brett demanded.
"I will tell you everything once we get you back to headquarters." Lassiter said. Brett knew that he was not going to get any answers right now, so he just accepted what has happened, and go with the detectives to find out what in the blue hell just happened, and Brett could tell that he was not going to like what he was going to hear...
Brett sat there in the police interview room, nervous as he can be. It was less than ten minutes earlier that he found out that his long time friend and fiancee Mickie James was gone, and he had no idea where she went, or in this case, who took her. Needless to say, he absolutely hated this helpless feeling that he was feeling right now. He laid there, with his head on the table, feeling like total shit, which he felt was appropriate, considering that feeling happy and cheerful would be stupid, honestly.
Brett lifted his head up, and saw Lassiter enter the room, along with another blonde wearing a suit with her hair in a ponytail. Brett just sat up, and knew what this was all about.
"Mr. Morris, this is Detective Juliet O'Hara." Lassiter said, motioning to Juliet. Brett wearily reached out, and shook her hand.
"So, what do you want to know?" Brett asked nonchalantly. Taken aback by Brett's sudden change of moods, the female detective Juliet, began to question him about this case.
"Okay, Brett, what is the reason that you and Mickie were in Santa Barbara?" Juliet asked.
"My birthday is in a few days, and Mickie and I were here to celebrate." Brett answered truthfully.
"Were you and Mickie involved in any type of criminal activity?" Lassiter asked him.
"No. We are not." Brett said confidently.
"Okay, who is Jason Moore to you?" Juliet asked. Brett felt all of the angry memories of what that son of a bitch did and almost did to Mickie.
"An abusive jerk that is right where he belongs." Brett said with a sigh of relief.
"Do you think that he was able to get someone to kidnap or do anything to Mickie?" Juliet asked him.
"Honestly, I have no idea." Brett answered. "He is that type of guy that makes you think that he will do something off the wall. I really don't know if he did something, but honestly, it would not surprise me if he did have some sort of hand in this, because he is that type of guy. At least from my point of view anyway."
"Did you happen to see anything out of the ordinary when you left the hotel room earlier today?" Lassiter asked Brett.
"No, not a thing." Brett asked, breathing uncomfortably. It was obvious to the two detectives that were questioning him that this whole situation was wearing on his nerves, which caused some suspiciousness towards Brett. "Is there anything else?"
"We'll be back." Lassiter said as he motioned for Juliet to follow him outside the interview room. They watched as Brett laid his head back down on the table.
"Alright, what do you think?" Juliet asked him.
"I want to say that he's innocent as to involvement in this story, but something tells me that he had something to do with this." Lassiter stated.
"Really? What makes you think so?" Juliet asked.
"Look at him." Lassiter said. "He's not a small guy, and there was no sign of a real struggle from the crime scene. That meant that she either did not fight back because it was someone that she knows, or she didn't get the chance to."
"Well, the only thing we have to show is the evidence." Juliet said. "And who knows where that will lead us."
"Shawn? It's me, Juliet." She quietly said into her cell phone.
"Hey, what's up with that kidnapping that you are looking in?" Shawn asked her.
"Yeah, we have the girl's fiancee down here, named Brett Morris. Would you know who Mickie James is?" Juliet asked him.
"Mickie James? Former WWE Diva Mickie James, right?" Shawn said in disbelief.
"I think that is her, why do you ask?" Juliet asked.
"We are on the case, but we need to talk to Brett, alright?" Shawn stated, just as Gus entered the room.
"Fine, get up here when you can." Juliet said, hanging up.
"Who was that?" Gus asked Shawn.
"Juliet. You know Mickie James, right?" Shawn asked him.
"Why? Is she up here?" Gus asked him.
"Yeah. Juliet and Lassie are working her kidnapping." Shawn said taking a seat in front of Gus's desk.
"Wow, and we are going to work it?" Gus asked in an excited tone.
"Yeah. We get to go and look at some evidence at the station and meet her fiancee." Shawn said. "Let's go."
Gus grabbed his jacket, and followed his friend.
Mickie was handcuffed to the ceiling, her blindfold tight around her eyes. Every time that she moved her wrist, the handcuffs on her wrist cut deeper into her skin. She wanted to cry, scream for Brett to come and save her, but she knew that if she did that, the people that kidnapped her would beat her, again. She wondered if her unborn child was alright, but she knew that she had to do anything to prevent this life from being lost.
When Mickie heard footsteps enter the room where she was being held, she stopped moving and tried to quiet the whimpers that she was omitting.
"Well, what a pretty specimen we have here." The female voice said. Mickie recognized it as the same one who jumped her and brought her here.
"You have quite the body on you. No wonder Brett is in love with you." The female voice whispered in her ear, her hands groping Mickie's chest. Mickie bit the inside of her lip to prevent her from letting any sound escape her mouth.
"I have plans for you, and when we find Brett, we will deal with both of you." The voice whispered one last time in her ear. Mickie heard the footsteps move away from her, and the door slam in the distance. When Mickie knew that she was alone, she began to cry softly, knowing that she was going to be tortured.
AN: Well, how was that? Stay tuned for more!
