(OK I am glad with how many people seem to be reading this story. I hope it continues that way, I personally would LOVE more reviews though. Granted visitor hits tell me you are reading, but reviews tell me what you really think.)
Punk was celebrating getting over on Del Rio & his nuisance of a side kick/announcer. Placing the belt aside he just threw his street clothing on over his tights wanting to get back to the hotel himself for a nice shower before curling up with a comic book to try to sleep. Even on normal nights sleep was hard to come by for him he was so strung up becoming champ he really doubt the sandman would visit him that night. He slipped the title in the protective bag that staff dropped off for him along with his bag heading for the lot.
It was primarily empty of people still as the last match was still going on. He couldn't believe a normal tag match was the main event instead of one of the titles. He was getting the feeling of being watched & stopped looking around him, but he saw no one at first. "OK Punk just being paranoid." He took a deep breath when he thought he was now hearing foot steps. He went to quicken his & he still heard the others, they were not matching his. He stopped dropping his gear bag & title case. "OK WHOSE THERE!" No one answered. "COME ON I KNOW YOU'RE THERE!" He took a deep breath. "Ok maybe I am loosing it." As he went to grab his bag he heard a deep laugh. Standing up strait again. "What you what…who ever you are what do you want?"
"Secrets…secrets I know you hold." Came a distorted voice in the darkness of the lot.
"I don't know who you are or what your talking about."
"The dark secrets hiding in your Ex's closet, the skeletons that rattle in it in the middle of the night, what makes her blood run cold."
"I have no clue what you mean."
"Jade Orton…what you were so willing to spill at her wedding, just to prevent her from being happy with reject Randy."
Punk shook his head. "I don't have anything to share with you, whoever you are. It was just getting under his skin."
The deep laugh heard again. "No I saw the worry in her eyes, what did she think you were going to tell Randy, or was it the world she didn't want to heard her secrets."
"That is none of your business, now get lost!" Punk turned to grab his bag & title to get the hell out of there when he felt a sharp blow to the base of his head & then his body went limp blacking out. He was lifted up carried away like a sack of potatoes tossed into the back of a near by van before the assailant got in driving off.
It was after the show went off the air & different people came filing out that Beth came across the discarded bags. "What the?" She commented to Nattie who was walking with her. She set her bag down looking for a tag she lost color in her face seeing it was Punk's, it was also when closer to the ground she noticed the dropped title bag as well. She was shaking as she stood looking to Nattie.
"What is it Beth?"
"We need to find Vince NOW!" She grabbed her gear bag & both title bags rushing back for the arena. She had to catch her breath once inside since Punk's belt was easily an extra forty pounds she was running with.
"Beth get your breath I'll track Vince." Nattie told her taking off for the office rooms. Finding it she was ready to barge in but knocked instead. Stephanie opened it looking at a winded Nattie.
"What is it Nat?"
"You father in? I thi-think something happened to one of the champs." Steph tried not to look worried. "Why you say that?"
"Beth & I just came across someone bag in the lot, She checked to see who it belonged to when she got up she had a second strap bag with her."
"Show me & I'll decide if my dad needs to be brought into this." Stephanie followed Nattie down the hall to where Beth was still by the door her body shaking more then before. "Beth?" The normally well compose Glamazon was beyond shaken when she looked at Steph. "Whose is it?"
"Phil's." Her voice shaking, thought not open knowledge the two had been dating, even after she laid into him for the stunt with Jade & Randy. "Hi-his gear bag is st-still out there."
"It's ok I'll send security to grab it & see if they see any sign of him. Come back to the office with me…both of you." Steph reached over grabbing the larger of the two bags, luckily carrying Paul's a few times she knew the weight to expect.
The two Diva's walked with her back to the office which Paul was sitting behind the desk standing up when she walked back in. "Where you ru…" He stopped his statement seeing the two ladies. "What happened?"
Steph looked at her husband as she walked over placing the title bag on the desk. "We have a situation Paul…a big situation." He looked down at the bag then at Steph then back at the bag before opening it.
"Punk left it unwatched?"
"It was discovered in the lot with his gear, we don't know where he is. I have security already grabbing his gear & looking for him, hoping maybe someone just jumped him & left him somewhere." She closed her eyes sighing hearing Beth begin to cry. She knew her words to Paul must of sounded insensitive to Beth's ears, but being jumped means he would be found & tended to. If he can't be found…well Steph was trying not to have her mind to go down the what if road.
It was almost 30 minutes later with no luck. As soon as any talent heard about the abandoned gear bag they helped in the search as well though out the building & lots. It was strongly advised that any helping to look not do so alone for their own safety. Any talent that was not present was called to check their location & if there was no answer messages were left for them to check in as soon as possible.
Jade & Randy both missed the original phone call, but while they were dressing for bed Jade heard the reminder tone. She walked over looking to see one missed call. "What the…a corporate call this late?" She dialed her voice mail as she moved to sit on the edge of the bed. Listening she hung up a puzzled looking hearing she sister sound worried. She dialed the line back.
"Steph?…Of course I'm ok, what going on?…Yeah he's right here, what's going on…why the hell wou, Steph what happened to Punk?" She could hear randy wanting to growl at the mention of his name. She quickly motioned to hush him trying to listen to Steph. "Hold on, did I hear you right? Missing?…What do you mean missing?…damn that's not good, guys may play pranks, but never with one of the straps….if I hear anything I'll let you know…I would offer to come back but we were just getting settled….if you sure…ok night sis."
Jade hung up the phone still in her hand as she leaned forward her forearms on her legs. Randy walked over to her easily reading the way her body gets when she is worried or upset over something. "What did Punk pull now?"
"Not him, but to him…He's missing."
"What you mean missing, sure he isn't just trying to mess with someone again?"
"His gear bag AND title bag were found out in the lot. Randy you know no one with an ounce of respect for this business would leave a title just out like that as a prank, OK yeah titles have been messed with in the arenas & stuff, but outside?"
Randy wrapped an arm across her shoulder pulling her against him. Even if things ended badly between Phil & her he could tell she was still worried about him. "OK Good point babe, but it is being handled right?"
"Yeah for now."
"OK, so the safest place for us right no is right were we are." He leaned over kissing her cheek before he stood up trying to guide her into the bed he then made his way to the other side climbing in next to her. He moved close to her holding her lightly so she would feel protected. Sleep was hard to come but for her but Jade finally fell asleep.
(OK so who has Punk, what do you think they will do to him to get the information they think he has? What do you think they will do with it if they get it from him. Yes as you can guess from this point timeline will be going out the window a lot at least as it pertains to Punk while he is MIA)