Chapter 4
7:00 AM is way to early. Especially since I maybe got three hours of sleep. Every time I closed my eyes all I could see was ice blue eyes. Dean Ambrose was haunting me in my waking hours and now he's haunting my dreams as well.
Finally pulling myself out of bed I make my way to the bathroom to being my day. After showering I throw on some under garments then head over to the closet to decide what to wear. Honestly if I could I'd wear jeans and a tee to work with my trusty chucks for shoes, everyday, all day.
Instead I decide on a black pencil skit with a pink sleeveless blouse, and some black heels. I don't normally dress this girly, so I'm just going to blame it on the lack of sleep. Making my way into the office I greet Layla with a coffee that I picked up for her. "Thanks Dr. Mendez, what's the occasion?"
That made me frown, why would I need an occasion to treat my assistant to something nice. "No occasion Layla, just felt like doing something nice." And I really did, even if I did get very little sleep I'm in a wonderful mood.
Noticing her faux pa Layla was quick to back track, "Well thank you, oh and um Kaitlyn is in the office waiting for you." Giving her a brief smile and nod I walk into my office to see Kaitlyn behind my desk reading Ambrose's file.
Marching over to her I snatch it right out of her hands. "Excuse me, you know that is confidential." What the heck is she thinking, that is a big no, no.
Startled Kaitlyn throws her head in her hands, "I'm sorry AJ I was looking for anything to help me on Seth Rollins. Helmsley has just informed me that he is my new patient." I raised my eyebrows at that. Seth Rollins was the closest thing you could call to being a friend to Dean Ambrose. Each had their own victims sure, but they were inseparable.
"Why would Helmsley have Rollins placed here, never mind that, why would the FBI allow something like that?" Something is going on, my spidey senses are tingling.
Kaitlyn could do nothing more then stare at me, "I don't know, but I guess now we are in the boat. If you ever want to compare notes and make a game plan together you know where to find me." With that she stood up ad left my office. Kaitlyn wasn't a sharing type, not like me, she kept everything to herself, but I understood how she was feeling I wish she'd talk to me.
Deciding enough was enough I got to work on the day ahead. To better prepare myself I decided to have questions ready for my next session with Ambrose. Looking at the clock I saw that I still had an hour before my session so I decided to do some reading on people like Dean.
Walking over I stopped; something was off in my office. Doing a turn about the room I couldn't pin point it, but I just knew, I'm completely anal about where things are, something was off. That's when I saw it, one of the pictures on my bookcase was moved. I knew it couldn't have been the cleaners because they don't come to the building in tell today.
"Hey Layla, could you come in here for a sec?" I see her hesitantly walk in the room.
"Yes mam?"
"Was there anyone else in here besides Kaitlyn?" I could see she looked puzzled by the question, "Layla please, was anyone else here?"
"Um, no, mam, is there something wrong?" She was worried, and I guess that's my fault I got really intense on her there.
"No, no, thank you Layla." I know someone was in here, Kaitlyn would have never touched anything in here that she knew she wouldn't have been able to put back just right. Being my best friend for years she knows how OCD I am. So now the real question is, who would come in here, after hours most likely?
After an hour I found myself heading down the same path I found myself on yesterday to Lower Level 3. Saying a quick hello to Punk I see Roman standing in from of the same door as yesterday, but today he has brought a friend.
"Hey Detective whose your friend?" I looked over at the new guy who was guarding the door right in front of mine. He was actually kind of handsome with his bleach blonde hair and dimpled grin.
"This is Detective Ziggler, he's guarding Seth Rollins." I snorted a little at his name; okay I guess that knocks him down a peg or two. Him guard Seth though didn't shock me in the slightest, which must mean Kaitlyn will be down here shortly.
"Well it's nice to meet you Detective, Roman if you would please?" Just like yesterday he nodded his head and let me through with the sound of the lock sliding back into place behind me. Heading over to the table for round 2 of get Dean Ambrose talking.
"Good Morning Dean, you feeling a little more chatty today?" He still had the icy stare and now he has added that smirk to the mix.
"Good Morning Doctor, might I say you look ravishing today." I tried to hide my blush with my hair definitely regretting being so bold with my outfit today.
"Well, um thank you, so Dean where are you from?"
"Well you see Doc, I just don't feel comfortable divulging all this information about myself to a complete stranger. How about we play 20 questions that way its fair hmm?" So that's how he wants to play it.
"This isn't a game Dean, we play by my rules now, not yours."
"You see Doctor that is where you are wrong, it's always a game and it's always by my rules, you are just the new game piece. Whether you when or lose has yet to be determined." He's laughing at me, fine I'll bite this time.
"Fine answer my first question."
"Cincinnati, OH." Well that explains why most of crimes happened in the northeast. Crap I guess it's his turn now.
"Do you have a date tonight Doctor, is that why you are so dressed up?" Wait, what? I think I snapped my head up so fast I cracked my neck.
"Not that it is any business of yours, but no I do not."
"Good." Okay he's trying to drive me insane. If this is what he did to all his other victims I understand now what they went nuts, he questioned them to insanity. I think it's time to get the session back in my control.
"How was you home life growing up Dean?" I struck a nerve, his ever-present smirk quickly vanished from his face and the ease he once had in his face is now full of tension.
"It sucked, is that what you want to hear, my father was a drunk who had a temper, my mother left me when I was eight, and by sixteen I was homeless and living in my car." I could see he was done talking about this, I'm just happy I've finally gotten somewhere. "What nothing witty to say Doctor, no remark about how my fucked up childhood caused all this!"
Okay this session was officially over, I refuse to talk to him when he's this riled up. "Well Dean, I refuse to be apart of this pity party so I'm going to take my leave and let you calm yourself down. I will see you tomorrow, same time." Standing from my chair his hand that should have been cuffed to the table shot out to stop me, halting me in my attempt to flee the room.
"It was a pleasure AJ, see you tomorrow, same time." With that he let me go and put his hand back under the table. I scurried out of the room so fast I'm surprised I remember to knock three times.
Back in my office I finally took a moment to get my thoughts together. He grabbed me, how did he get out of his cuffs, and why didn't I tell Roman about it. I just can't get my head around it, and this was definitely something you tell the FBI so things don't go horribly wrong. A light bulb suddenly went off in my head, he said my name, not April, no he said AJ which only my very close friends and family call me. How could he of possibly known. Feeling my gut clench I walked over to the bookcase that held the picture frame that I noticed earlier. Flipping it over I take the picture out and there on the back written in sharpie, AJ and John – Prom, 2005.
"Oh my God."
Authors Note - - Well there you have it, how did Dean get in her office, why did he even want to, and Kaitlyn's working on Seth now, oh the possiblites.
