Chapter 2

Lisa sat there quietly watching Dean sleep. He was not a peaceful sleeper but then again, morphine was a pretty powerful drug that could do some crazy things to you. She had noticed several times that he had tried to itch and would grimace when he was not able to. Poor Dean, she thought. If she thought he wouldn't try and run away, she wouldn't have his arms pulled back towards the headboard with his hands tied to it. She did ask him a few times where he needed to scratch and sometimes he answered her though he was delirious and she would itch that spot for him. It was mostly on his arms and she so enjoyed running her nails along his muscular shaped arms. It was amazing to her how over the past year he had chiseled out this perfect specimen of man he was today. She lifted his shirt up and ran her fingers along his perfect Pecs and abs. He had worked hard to achieve this impressive body for which she was highly grateful. She should send a thank you note to Crossfit for helping design his incredibly sculpted physique. His body was more amazing now at 28 then it was in his teens and early 20's. He had just improved with age she thought with a smile running her fingertips along his smooth skin.

But now she was growing impatient with him. She wanted him to hurry up and wake up. She couldn't wait to see his blue eyes and hear his raspy voice though if he starts screaming, she just may give him a real reason to scream. She walked over to him, bent down to his ear and whispered his name softly.

"Dean!" Dean opened his eyes but he was still a little dazed. "Oh come on, I didn't give you that much, you pussy." Lisa spat out irritably.

Dean frowned at the harshness of her words. "Shut up Seth!" Dean said irritably and tried to turn over. "Don't want to get up yet." He mumbled.

Lisa lifted up and cocked her head to the side, staring at him angrily when an idea popped into her head. She smiled wickedly at his half turned body and she left the room and went downstairs humming to herself. She grabbed a bucket, grabbed the two ice trays of ice out of the freezer and put the ice cubes in the bucket before filling it up with cold water. She made sure to refill the ice trays before putting them back in the freezer. She went back upstairs carrying the bucket with her smiling wickedly. When she got back in the room she tried to wake him up one more time but all she got was a string of unintelligible curse words.

"I said it was time to get up sleepy head!" Lisa said angrily dumping the bucket full of ice cold water all over him. He screamed in shock as the ice cold water covered his body and he tried to jump out of bed but he couldn't because his hands were tied so he pulled himself up into a sitting position against the head board. Trying to shake the excess water from his face and hair, Dean's whole body was tense and shivering form the ice cold water.

"WHAT THE FUCK!" Dean yelled angrily looking up at Lisa's smiling face and then he narrowed his eyes in confusion. "WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?" Dean tried to movie his arms but when they met with resistance he looked to his left and then right hand and saw that they were tied up. "What the hell is this?" He asked as he tied to pull his hands away from the headboard with more force this time and still barely moved. He glared back at Lisa looking for answers to his current predicament. He angrily tried a few more times but each time he was not able to break loose of the ropes.

"My brother was a boy scout so I know how to tie a pretty nasty knot. You aren't getting that loose."

Dean again looked back at the beautiful girl with the emerald green eyes. She had an angelic voice and light brown hair that hung down past her shoulders. She was wearing a pink top with blue jean shorts. She was standing over him with a bucket in her hands and a weird smile plastered upon her face. It was kind of eerie and Dean shuddered from not only the cold freezing water dripping all over his tall frame but from the coldness in her bright green eyes.

"I don't know you lady. Is this some kind of joke? UNTIE ME NOW!" Dean screamed angrily at the girl. His face contorted and his blue eyes on fire with rage.

"NOPE!" She laughed at his reaction.

Dean frowned. She was a little strange but he was use to strange in his business.

"Did Seth and Roman put you up to this? I know they are pretty pissed with me right now. I can be an asshole but this is a little much, even for them." Dean looked past the girl hoping Seth and Roman would hopefully walk in any moment and yell "Gotcha!" At least he hoped they would, he was willing to let this go and laugh it off because he was praying this girl wasn't for real.

Lisa looked behind her and laughed. "There is no one else here Sugar! What are you looking for?" The girl said in a sweet southern voice.

"Come on, Seth put you up to this. There is a camera somewhere right. Like Candid camera?"

"Nope!" She replied again.

Dean just looked at her his patience was wearing thin and he had enough.

"UNTIE ME NOW!" Dean's voice was laced with threat but the girl didn't look frightened or scared. In fact, she seems to be enjoying this way too much in Dean's opinion.

"OK I give so if Seth and Roman aren't behind this, who are you and why do you have me tied up?"

"I want you!" Lisa giggled innocently. "I have been admiring you for quite a while now and I just had to have you."

Dean didn't like the way that sounded. Great, some crazy fan girl, he thought. He had run across some over his career but this one takes the cake. "Well sorry Darling, you can't have me, so if you would just untie these ropes, I will forget this ever happened."

"I am afraid I can't do that. There is so much I have planned. I don't want you to leave too early."

"Listen sister, if you want me so badly go buy an action figure; put me on your bed or night stand or wherever but I have got a show tomorrow night. I can't just disappear and think no one is going to worry about where I am at."

"I am not your sister and I do have your doll." Lisa pulled out his action figure from a shelf and displayed him proudly. "See! But it is not enough. I want the real thing. I want you!" Lisa stated as if she was discussing buying a pie at the bakery.

"This is crazy!" Dean mumbled and again he tried to pull at the ropes but they still wouldn't release him and after 10 minutes of struggling with them, he leaned against the head board panting.

"You're making yourself tired. Just try and relax."

"Relax, I am freezing."

"Well that is your fault for not waking up like you were suppose to."

"I am serious; I need to get out of these clothes."

Lisa just smiled. "Well I can do that for you." She grabbed a pair of scissors and went towards him.

"Oh Hell NO, get away from me with those things!"

"I just want to help."

"THEN UNTIE ME!" Dean said angrily.

"NO!" Lisa said and she stood there defiantly.

"YOU STUPID CRAZY BITCH, UNTIE ME NOW!"

Lisa angrily stalked over to Dean and punched him square in the face.

"DAMMIT!" Dean screamed. The blow was enough to knock his head into the head board and caused his nose to bleed.

"OUCH!" Lisa stared at her poor bruised knuckles. Her brother had told her to stop punching people in the face but she just couldn't resist. She had a bad temper.

"See what you did!" Lisa said angrily showing him her bruised knuckles and stalked off towards the door and left completely ignoring the blood running down Dean's upper lip, to his lips and then to his chin, dripping onto his shirt.

Lisa stalked back into the room with a needle in hand. Until you are able to act better, I don't want to deal with you."

Dean saw her with the needle and he tried to scoot away from her but there was nowhere for him to go. She did take the time to make sure there were no bubbles in the syringe before injecting him in the arm with the unknown chemical.

"What was in that?" Dean asked looking at her.

"you're not going to be awake long enough for me to tell you, so you better act nice when you wake or you will see me really get mean." Dean was already started to feel lethargic and he closed his eyes. His last image was of an angry Lisa staring at him evilly.

Most stories, it is the man who is dominant but I just loved the thought of a tiny little thing like Lisa being in control of a badass like Lisa. Now I know there are a lot of dominant out there that are not psychotic and I am not trying to say that dominant women are crazy. But for this particular story, Lisa kidnapped a WWE superstar. Either she is stupid or not all the way there. You see which one I preferred. Besides Dean is crazy too so it is nice to see him finally meet his match. Any thoughts on Lisa's treatment of Dean so far?