Bray Wyatt, Luke Harper, and Erick Rowan were on a mission. They needed to know where CJ Jericho was, since she obviously wasn't in Tampa anymore. Bray wasn't surprised to see that she had taken their advice and ran but he wanted to know where she would run to. According to William Regal, she had pulled off the same vanishing act and was gone for six weeks. Nobody knew where she was and only one man knew she was leaving beforehand, and Bray was going to find that man.

Seth Rollins.

If the past was anything to go off of, she would have told Seth if she was planning on leaving for a while. So Bray wanted to have the his brothers divide and conquer, finding and bringing Seth to him. Bray would get the answers he wanted from Seth somehow, especially since he knew about the two toned man's love for CJ Jericho. Using her against him would prove to be helpful, and most likely entertaining. Maybe he'd suggest that they already had her and trick him into talking about her true whereabouts? Just the thought of the look that night cross Seth's face out of worry for his love brought a sadistic grin onto Bray's face as he rocked in his chair. He would certainly enjoy every second he spent tormenting Seth; physically, mentally, and emotionally, until he cracked and gave up CJ's whereabouts.

But he had to wait for his brothers to bring Seth to him. It wouldn't be long, Abigail told him so.

"I want you at Extreme Rules next Sunday." That was the first thing Dean said to CJ when he noticed her in the doorway to Lyric's nursery while he rocked the baby to sleep.

"Jersey?" CJ asked, pushing off the doorframe to enter the room while Dean kept his back to her.

"East Rutherford. We have a house show here in Syracuse on Friday, I think, and you can just hang with us until and I'll put you on a flight home Monday morning." CJ wasn't so sure that she should be anywhere near Seth while she was desperately trying to let go of her feelings for him, whatever they were. "You don't have to go, I just feel like we have more of a chance with my lucky charm."

"When did I become your lucky charm?"

"When you became my girl. How was physical therapy?" Dean asked, finally turning to face her with a small smile on his face.

"It was physical therapy. Nothing too terrible. Where's Beth?"

"Grocery store. She said something about ice cream I think."

"Oh, good. I wanted to talk to you about something kind of important and-"

"Let me lay her down and we can go talk about it, okay?" Dean cut her off, still smiling. It was weird to her, seeing him smile for such a long amount of time, but it was a good weird. She liked seeing the mushy compassionate side of him almost as much as his possessive side.

Once he laid down Lyric, the two just kind of watched her sleep for a minute before Dean pulled CJ out of the nursery and into the guest bedroom she usually slept in. He sat down on the bed, but CJ took to pacing. She wasn't fully sure what she wanted to say, but she knew that she had to open up to Dean about some of things going on in her head. Dean was concerned, but let it happen. Pushing wouldn't get her to talk. Patience was key.

"Firstly, I left therapy early. I wasn't focusing and I needed to think things through." CJ started, thinking that being honest with him was the best thing right now.

"Where did you go?"

"Some old parking lot. But I need to just- this is harder than I thought."

"Sit down and take a couple deep breaths, honeybee." Dean suggested, patting the space next to him. CJ looked at him in her moment of slight hesitation, seeing the way the simple white tshirt stretched across his broad chest made her want to pull it off of him. But she unzipped her jacket and tossed it to the floor before moving to straddle him, placing lacing her fingers together behind his neck. "This is way better than my idea." Dean whispered, licking his lips as he admired the view he got of her ample chest in her tank top.

CJ was trying to make Dean forget that she wanted to talk to him, because now she didn't know what to say to him or what she even wanted to say. She was sure "I think I may be attached to your best friend" wouldn't sit well with him, since Dean was possessive, and she didn't want to test that theory until she was certain about what was going on in her head. She also knew that they couldn't have sex in the house, since that would be really disrespectful and the last thing she wanted was get caught in the act by Beth with her daughter sleeping across the hall. That would be super embarrassing and really fucked up. So CJ did the second best thing that would hopefully make Dean forget all about her wanting to talk to him.

Dean wasn't sure what to expect from CJ now that she was sitting in his lap, but he was pleased when she kissed him. It wasn't a chaste peck that turned passionate like the usual ones she started. It was fueled by pure passion and hunger, and he loved that he was bringing this out in her. He did the one thing he didn't really do with anybody, and let her lead. He just kept his hands on her sides and savored the taste of her in his mouth, knowing that in a couple days he wouldn't have her.

"When we get to your place, I swear to god I'm going to fuck you into that fancy bed you have." Dean spoke, although he was breathless the threat was still there, and CJ couldn't help but smile as she pressed her forehead to his. She was getting what she wanted and hopefully he wouldn't hold back.

"Can't wait."

"How many times do I have to tell you? I ain't tellin' you backwater hillbillies where she is."

Bray definitely wasn't expecting Seth to be so strong-willed. He had taken every hit and stayed strong. He stayed fierce. He remained loyal to her. What Bray didn't know was that Seth had no idea where CJ was. Dean was the only man on the active roster who knew or her whereabouts, and he was with her. It was information that bothered Seth, but at this moment he was glad that he didn't know. He wasn't going to be the reason these monsters got to her.

"We can do this all night, Seth." Bray cooed, rubbing his hand over Seth's face as he casually walked around the chair the smaller man was tightly tied to. "I'd love to keep going all night, actually. There's something about the sight of blood in the moonlight that appeals to me and, believe me, loyal blood shines brightest."

Seth did what he felt would be the smartest thing to do. Even though Bray had just promised to beat him until he bled, he would remain silent and keep his eyes forward as to not encourage Bray. There was no way he'd let the sadistic cult leader get into his head.

"I know why you won't tell, Seth. It's because you don't know where she is. You don't know that she's locked away in a basement as we speak, do you Seth?" The way Seth's eyes widened slightly told Bray that he was slipping.

"You're lying."

"I am." Bray conceded, looking to his brothers. Luke shook his head slowly, telling Bray one important fact. Dean Ambrose was not in town. "She's probably with your partner, your brother, letting him have his way with her like the whore she is."

"You don't know anything about her." Seth growled through his teeth, fury evident in those rich brown eyes. Bray could only grin, seeing exactly what he needed to do to get under the tied man's skin. It was going to be a fun night, indeed.

"Fuck, Dean!" CJ cried out as he sent her spiraling into her first orgasm of the night. He only winked up at her from where his head was between her legs, mouth still attached to her clit before he released the swollen nub with a pop, getting a taste of her juices before sliding up to steal her mouth in a hungry kiss. CJ really liked tasting herself on Dean's tongue, mixed with the tastes of mint and nicotine, it was addicting. He was addicting.

"What do you want from me baby? Tell me what you want." Dean coaxed, teasing her entrance with the tip of his hardened length. The whine of complaint brought a smirk to his face, since he obviously had her in the palm of his hand. "I can't give it to you unless you tell me."

"Fuck me, Dean." At her request, he slid home in one swift motion, keeping his hips pressed to hers while she adjusted. He enjoyed seeing the way her head was thrown back, eyes shut, and lips parted in absolute pleasure. It was absolutely beautiful to him. But what was even more beautiful was the way she moaned when he pulled all the way out and thrust back in roughly. He set the pace with quick, well calculated, thrusts, trying to get her off a second time before he slowed down his pace. His mouth set to work on her neck, kissing and biting in random places until he got to her shoulder, biting down in the same spot he did the last time. He took her groan of surprise as encouragement and kept working her skin with his mouth, snapping his hips into hers until her tasted her blood in his mouth and she cried out in pleasure, her walls tightening around his length as he slowed his pace to a stop.

CJ saw the look in his eyes while he investigated the wound he inflicted. He looked proud, and if she wasn't coming down from the high her orgasmed shoved her into, she would've been concerned. But in her drunk off sex mindset, it was the hottest thing she had ever seen and she couldn't help the moan that left her mouth when he dragged his tongue across the wound slowly before gingerly licking at it.

Roman was on the verge of a panic attack. He knew that Seth was an adult and could take care of himself, but it wasn't like Seth to not check in with him in some way. He had been absent during the house show, and now he wasn't in their hotel room. Add in the fact that Dean wasn't answering his phone concerned him. It was only eight o'clock, what could Dean possibly be doing that he couldn't send a simple text back? They didn't need this kind of shit happening before Extreme Rules.

"Hey, you've reached Seth.-" Roman couldn't help the frustrated sigh that left him once he heard Seth's voicemail message for the fourth time. "-I'm probably at CrossFit or in the ring, so leave a message and I'll do my best to call you back."

"Hey Seth, it's Roman. Where the hell are you, man? Call me back when you get this, okay? I'm worried about you."

There was no stopping it now. He had to call Dean.

Seth could feel his phone vibrate in his pocket, how the Wyatts didn't hear it he wouldn't know, the sound was so loud in Seth's ears. But then again, Seth was beaten and bruised, his body was going numb but all of his other senses were heightened. He could smell his blood, taste it in his mouth, and he heard even the minute movements of Harper and Rowan playing Centurion by the door.

He wasn't used to being somebody else's punching bag, but he'd do it for her. Not for Dean, not for himself, but for her. He'd walk through the fires of hell, bare ass naked, if it meant keeping CJ safe. That was how much she meant to him.

"This will only end if you tell me where she is." Bray whispered in Seth's ear, trying to coax him into talking.

"Go fuck yourself."

"Bray, you've got a text." Luke called from the doorway, but Bray kept his cheek pressed to Seth's.

"Read it aloud."

"Its from her father. He says she's in Syracuse."

"Turns out we don't need you anymore. But it definitely was fun, wasn't it?"

"If you even breathe maliciously in her direction, I swear to god, I'll-" Seth didn't get to finish his sentence before Bray knocked him unconscious.

"Take him to the Samoan." He instructed his brothers, cutting Seth loose and watching as he fell to the floor in a crumpled heap. "It's a shame, he was fun to play with."

I really only wanted to watch Extreme Rules for the Shield/Evolution match, and I missed it because my neighbor suddenly had a problem with my apartment being "noisy and full of shenanigans" one Sunday a month at about five o'clock so I had to deal with him even though he had an early Cinco de Mayo celebration going on Saturday night until like three in the morning. Ugh.

But, all grumpiness aside, I hope everyone who celebrates Cinco de Mayo has a good one and if you don't, I hope you've enjoyed your day so far.

Thank you to ArtisticLullaby, TheShield'sGirl, and Britney-xx for reviewing chapter thirty, and thank you to UntilNeverDawns, TaijiaK, ChelleLew, and Sarcastic Nightmare for reviewing both chapter thirty and chapter thirty one. I appreciate it.

I was thinking that since this is the first time a story of mine has gotten more than forty reviews, let alone close to 200, that maybe Id do something special once I hit 200 reviews. What I'd do, I'm not sure, so if anybody has any ideas, I'd gladly accept them.