A/N: I know it's not much of an update, but it's what I have for the moment. I promise a better update soon

In The Car

Kristen kicked and punched at Austin as he tried to steer the car. She beat on the windows and clawed at the locks trying to get out. Was no use, Austin could control them from his side.

"Stop it!" he yelled.

"Help! Help!" she screamed, trying to attract attention on the lone stretch of highway.

"Stop it right now or you'll be sorry!"

Kristen kept on screaming.

"Alright, that's it!"

Austin stepped on the break and Kristen's head slammed into the dashboard; knocking her out cold.

"That's better." with the new found silence, Austin continued on his way.

Back In The Parking Lot

"Arggg..." Chris began to stir, he held his hand agaisnt his head, pulling away and seeing blood.

"Chris? What are you doing on the ground?" Eddie asked as he made his way over to Chris from his own car.

"Hey what happened to you?"

"He took her." Chris growled.

"Huh? Who took who?" Eddie asked as he helped Chris to his feet.

"He took Kristen!" he yelled in frustration.

"Someone has your mamacita?" Eddie's face turned into a grimace.

"Now that's crossing the damn line. No one messes with a man's mamacita!"

"I'm going to fucking murder that fucker if he hurts a hair on her head."

"Calm down, homes. First off who took her?"

"Austin Aries." Chris said in a low growl, the mer mention of his name made Chris' blood boil.

"Aries...Aries...wait, the indy guy?"

"Yeah."

"What the hell, where does he come into this?"

"He's her ex. We ran into him when we went to Sport Authority a few months back. Kristen told me what a dick he was to her when they were together. I..I should have looked after her better." Chris started to sob.

"Hey, don't go blaming yourself. It won't help us find her. Now until we figure this out, I think she'll be OK. Kristen is a very smart girl, she can hold her own."

"Yeah." Chris knew that, but it didn't stop him from worrying. What was he doing to her? Was she hurt? It was killing Chris not knowing if she was 100 OK. He pulled his cell phone out of his pocket.

"What are you doing?"

"Calling the cops."

"Don't do that."

"Why not?"

"We're gonna handle this the old fashion way. The wrestler's court way. Come on." Eddie lead Chris back into the arena.

Meanwhile

Kristen groaned as her head pounded. She tried to lift her hand to it, but it stopped short.

"What the..." her wrist was handcuffed to a heater. She looked up and around. Dirty looking room, semi damp rug, crappy looking bed. Kristen realized she was in a seedy motel room. Just then the door knob rattled and Austin walked in with a shopping bag.

"Oh, you're up."

"Let me out of this, now!" Kristen yanked on handcuffs' chain.

"Shut up."

"You're not going to get away with this. When Chris..."

"When Chris what? You nor he have any idea where we are. You've got a snowball's chance in hell of ever seeing him again. Well, unless it's on a T.V."

"You're wrong! Chris loves me and he won't stop until he finds me."

"Well, in that case, you've got a long wait, huh? Eat up and shut your mouth." he threw an apple at her from the bag.

"I have a headache, last thing I need is your bitching." he sat in front of a window. It was stormy outside.

"You're gonna be here for a while, something like FOREVER, So I suggest you get used to it now."

Kristen shot him a dirty look as she ate the apple.