Notes: This chapter starts out with Dean Ambrose's point of view during last chapter. Thank you for all the reviews and follows.
Dean came to with a horrible headache. He vaguely remembered being hit in the head with something by Damian Sandow. He opened his eyes slowly and felt even more pressure on his chest. It felt like high heels were digging in.
He was yanked up by his air and he found himself looking into the eyes of Triple H. He tried to spit on him but his mouth was too dry to bring anything up.
"It's too soon for you to be awake," Hunter said pulling something out and before Dean could jerk his arm away, he felt the needle pick his arm once again.
When he came to again, the limo was slowing to a stop and then stopped. Two doors opened and Dean felt the high heeled, he could only assume belonged to Stephanie, move off his chest and got out followed by Hunter. He was then yanked out of the limo. He decided that this was his opportunity to get away.
He struggled and fought with Triple H but the drugs were making him groggy. He looked up when Vince walked out.
"Stop struggling," Hunter said to Dean. Dean kept struggling knowing he had to get away. Hunter yanked harder on his hair.
"What is Dean Ambrose doing here?" Vince asked.
"He's visiting," Hunter said.
"Like Hell," Dean said not believing Hunter's lie. "You kidnapped me!"
"Kidnapping? What's going on?" Vince asked his voice full of shock.
"Let's just get inside before we wake the girls," Stephanie said going to the front door and opening the door. Hunter followed pulling Dean.
"Is there anywhere we can put him? Does the den still lock from the outside?"
"Yes," Vince said. He led the way to the den and they shoved Dean inside and locked the door.
As soon as the door closed and locked Dean started searching for something to get his hands untied with and found a letter opener. Once he had his hands free, he picked up a lamp and hit it against the window. At the moment he didn't care how much noise he made, he just knew he had to get out of there quickly. He really didn't want to know what Hunter had planned for him. He was just knocking away the sharp shards of glass when the door burst open. Hunter was on him quickly throwing him against the wall shoulder first before slamming his head against the wall. He slipped to the ground unconscious.
"Mr. Good," a voice asked patting him on the cheek.
Dean opened his eyes slowly and saw two identical men looking down at him shining lights into his eyes.
"Follow my finger," the men said. Dean tried but was finding it hard to concentrate on one finger. The men moved away and Dean closed his eyes.
"He's definitely got a concussion and with a dislocated shoulder, I recommend he take it easy the next few days."
"Thank you for coming, Dr. Dahl," Vince said. "Let me show you out."
A doctor, Dean thought. Why was Hunter having a doctor look at him? Was this all a part of Hunter's plan? He really didn't like the sound of a doctor.
The door opened and Vince came back in. "I was hoping you would be able to get away by yourself," Vince said, "but the concussion and shoulder injury isn't going to make it easy. I'm going to make some phone calls but you need to be gone before RAW goes off the air.
"Why are you helping me?" Dean asked.
"Because what my daughter and son-in-law want to do is just wrong. You may be a little eccentric, but that is no reason to have you put in a mental hospital. We all knew you were a little out there when we offered you a contract. Hunter's only thinking about revenge."
"A mental hospital," Dean asked in shock. He didn't think Hunter would go there.
"Yes but I'm going to make sure that doesn't happen," Vince said starting to leave the room.
"Have you called Seth or Roman yet?" He asked. Vince stopped. "I know they'll come get me."
Vince seemed to be thinking about that. "I think they need to be contacted after you get away." He said and left the room.
Dean was wondering if he could trust Vince but at the moment he didn't have much of a choice.