Something had to be wrong. Punk knew that there was something wrong. It has been a day and Jordyn hasn't returned home. Andrew had continued to ask questions about Jordyn's whereabouts and those were the questions that made Punk antsy. He ran his fingers through his hair in the stress that he was in right now. Where the hell was Jordyn? He didn't know the answer to the question that he was asking himself. Punk had thought about calling the cops, but did he want the cops to be involved? He believed that it wasn't their place to be in. Punk believed that this was a situation that he could only resolve himself. Punk took a seat on his couch and began to wonder, where is Jordyn? Where had Jordyn ran off to? And, if someone took her, who?

Meanwhile, Jordyn was in a hotel room for the next RAW show. She has yet heard from Paul Heyman and she was getting nervous each minute that has passed by. Sadly, she was sharing a hotel room with Curtis Axel and Brock Lesner - the two last people that she would ever want to share a hotel room with. It pissed her off. These two assholes, were treating her like shit. They have given her everything that she was going to need to her unborn child, like the food and beverages, but still, they treated her in the most rudest way possible. Every time that she would ask about Paul Heyman, they would yell at her and tell her that he will come when he wishes to come. Brock had continued his mind games on the pregnant woman of how Punk will never find her and when the time gets tough, he will give up looking for her. Jordyn had done her best to ignore Brock and his stupid mind games, but it did hurt her in the inside.

Jordyn sat on the couch - alone. She looked at the opposite side of the couch. It was where she had envisioned Punk sitting at. She could see Punk and his handsome smile, smiling at her. She looked at the floor, where she would imagine Andrew playing his games or watching television at. Man, did she miss her son and husband? She had that glimmer of hope that Punk was looking for her. She hope that Punk had acknowledged that she was missing and hopefully calling the cops to come and rescue her. She shook a bit when she heard the door slam open loudly. Walked in Curtis Axel with some blankets for her. He threw the blankets to her.

"Don't tell Brock that I gave you those blankets or I'll make sure that you don't get these little benefits." Axel stormed off. He really did scare her. What was she going to tell Brock, if he ever caught her with those blankets would be something that she would have to be quick on her feet and lie about. Jordyn stood up and slammed the blankets on the couch, she walked and stood by the door to Axel's hotel room. Axel was looking at his phone, when he looked at her.

"When do I get to talk to Paul Heyman?" Jordyn asked him. She was really needing to talk to Paul Heyman. She was kidnapped by him and the reason had to be one person - Punk.

"You'll talk to him, when he says he wants to talk to you. I would recommend that you cut with your attitude and maybe, just maybe, he would want to talk to you." Axel suggested. Truth be told, he had heard from Paul Heyman just a few hours ago. He wants Jordyn to be in her best behavior before he would like to talk to her. He doesn't want Jordyn to slit his throat open and try to get out of their clutches.

"I don't have an attitude problem. It's not my fault that bunch of thugs kidnapped me to try to get into my husband's mind. Are you guys crazy? What do you want with a pregnant woman with me?" Jordyn tried her best to put the pieces together. She was pregnant. What would happen if she was to give brith right there in the hotel? Would her newborn child be in danger as well or what?

"You answered your own damn question. This is all because of Punk! You're just bait to get to Punk. Can't you understand that?" Axel shouted at her. Jordyn was pissed off. Axel was pissed off.

"Axel, Heyman is ready to see her."

Jordyn and Curtis turned to Brock Lesner that stood her. Jordyn stepped back a little bit. This man still terrified her, even more than Curtis Axel did. Jordyn coiled a smile. She was finally going to see Paul Heyman.

"About damn time that he wants to see me. I am going to give him a piece of my freaking mind." Jordyn muttered under her breath and followed Brock outside the room. Paul Heyman was in for a mouthful and Jordyn was looking forward to it.

Meanwhile in Chicago, Punk had been pacing around the living room all day, while Andrew was playing with his toys. He looked up to his father and asked. "What's wrong, daddy? Daddy, why isn't mommy home?"

Punk looked at his son, who was playing with his Legos. Man, he was so afraid to tell Andrew about what had happened to Jordyn. Was Andrew able to handle the truth? "Your mom is going to be out for a while. She wants some time to herself." Wow, nice save Punk! Punk didn't have the guts to tell Andrew, he believe that he will be able to find Jordyn before Andrew begins to get suspicious.

"Totally makes sense," Andrew claimed. Punk sighed in relief. "So, when did Heyman mean with he was going to take someone that means a lot to you?" there was no stopping Andrew's questions. Punk's eyes widened up. It finally rushed through him like a strike of lightening. How could he have been an idiot? He should have thought about this a lot sooner! Punk stood up from the couch and raced up the stairs. He finally knew where Jordyn could be with! It was so clear to him now!

"Where is it, where is it?" he kept asking himself over and over again. He looked through his phonebook for a number, in which he thought he was never going to use again. He finally knew where Jordyn was.

She was with Paul Heyman.

Punk knows where Jordyn is and does she have a mouthful to say to Paul. What will happen next? You'll read it on the next chapter! Please fave, follow and review! :)