A/N: Thanks once again for the reviews everyone! It's greatly appreciated.
"Here we are. Your home away from home."
Triple H spoke out as he finally unlaced Trish's legs from their confinements setting his hands over his hips, after placing her down on a cool hard surface, looking her over a little bit before letting out a little laugh.
"You know..I'd bet this would be a sight everyone would love to see. Trish tied up and gagged."
Trish shot up heading for the door.
"Uh..Ah-Ah-Ah! Don't even think about trying to run off or I'll have to retie your legs..and I don't think you'd want that. Would you?" Triple H said as he placed her onto the cold surface once more.
Trish groaned before looking around a little focusing on Triple H afterwards and giving him the deadliest glare ever. 'Bastard!' Trish thought rolling her eyes. 'If he thinks I'm staying in here he's got another thing comin' to him. I can assure that. There's no chance in hell that I'm staying in here. It just isn't right.'
Triple H looked at her before leaning forward. "Now can I untie your hands without you doing anything funny," He asked.
She nodded.
Hunter looked at Trish for a moment contemplating whether or not he should let her lose before finally becoming satisfied with her answer. After a long second Hunter proceeded to remove the roping from Trish's hands.
Trish shook her head, smiling slightly. 'Idiot. I didn't promise anything did I?' Trish shot out her leg knocking Hunter square in the abdomen causing him to double over giving her an easy escape.
She ran out of the bathroom door quickly reaching up and pulling the tape off from upon her mouth. 'Ouch! That stuff hurts. Oh my god. This is gonna be so easy!' Trish thinks to herself as she comes closer to the hotel room's door. 'Now if I can just get out...'
Trish yanks open the door stepping out into the hallway.
'Now it's time to run.'
Just as she was coming close to a corner that headed down to the second floor of the hotel she heard a deep cough from behind her followed by "Damn Bitch. I shoulda never untied or listened to her."
Trish turned to find Triple H staring straight at her...glaring at her.
She let out a little shriek before deciding to run full speed only making it so far before bumping into somebody and falling flat on her behind.
"O..Ow," She groaned out reaching behind herself to massage her behind a little standing up. "Watch where you're going," She yelled out walking around the person not even given them a small glance.
"Flair!" Triple H yelled out. "GET HER!"
Trish turned to look at 'The Game' frowning somewhat. 'Flair? There is no Flair. Not here. Not right now.'
But before she could finish any of her thoughts or even think about turning around to continue her escape a strong, firm pair of hands shot out grabbing her upper arms pulling her against a hard chest.
"Damn it," She muttered.
"Now how did she nearly escape again?"
"Flair I've already told you." Hunter shot out pacing this way and that.
"Well, do me a favor. Refresh my memory. I just don't see how you..a smart guy like you, could've almost let her run off like that."
"It wasn't my fault. The damn-"
"Aw I don't want to hear it anymore I heard your excuses. I just don't see how a smart man like yourself would fall for something so...so..so..well I can't seem to find a word right now. But whatever it is it's what you fell for."
Triple H sighed running a hand through his hair and over his face. "I never thought kidnapping Trish Stratus would even be remotely complicated."
"Oh...well welcome to the real world! Not everything is easy these days," Flair shot out leaving the room, slamming the door in a huff.
"The hell's his problem," Triple H shot out turning to look at the closed door belonging to the room in which Trish Stratus was currently placed in and sighed.
"I wonder what she's doing right now," Triple H spoke out before heading over and standing right in front of the door placing a hand over the doorknob. "She's been quiet ever since we've brought her back. I hope she's not getting into trouble."
He finally opened the door with a cold expression upon his face, only to find Trish knocked out on the floor. Tear streaks down her face.
Hunter's face dropped a little a worried expression slowly crept it's way onto his face without him meaning to do so.
She had been crying. He hadn't meant for her to do that.
H shook his head causing the cold stare to come back once more before walking over towards the sink grabbing a paper towel in the process.
'Now's not the time to develop a soft spot for your enemy's girl. There's no way in hell I'll feel sorry for her.'
But again Triple H couldn't help but frown as he turned on the water placing the paper towel under the faucet.
With the wet towel in stow Hunter or 'The Game' as most came to know him as walked over placing it on Trish's cheek causing her to flinch a little running it over her face cleaning away the tears tracks and such, now that everything was dried.
'Oh she's alright. She's just trying to get me to feel bad. But it's not gonna work. It's not.'
Triple thought as he finally finished his task and rose up, throwing the paper towel into a nearby waste basket before walking over towards the door but a little movement stopped him in his tracks.
He looked back to find Trish clutch her hands around both of her knees and start to shiver.
'Damn it!'
He groaned before walking over to do something that would've gotten him into trouble earlier on in the daytime.
Her carried her out of the bathroom.
Untied and all.