Kyle is sitting in the passenger seat next to Roderick.
"Roddy, are you sure you are going the right way?" Kyle asks.
"I'm following the GPS!" Roderick yells.
"None of this looks familiar." Kyle says.
"How many times have you been to this place anyways?" Roderick asks.
"Couple times a week?" Kyle says.
"I should have just let you drive." Roderick says.
"You know I can't drive when my blood sugar is low." Kyle says. Roderick pulls into where the GPS took them. "Let's just go and I'll give you the directions myself."
"Wait, that's Johnny's car." Roderick says.
"Gargano?" Kyle asks. Roderick nods. Kyle tries to stop Roderick from exiting the car but he does so anyways. He starts to approach Johnny's car. "Roderick! Look out!" Kyle screams. Roderick turns around to be pushed against the car forcefully knocking the wind out of him. He shrieks in pain as his hair is pulled and he is led to the back of the car. Roderick's head is pushed onto the trunk. He could feel blood running down his face. His arms were being tied behind him. The trunk is opened and he is shoved inside.
Kyle was frozen in fear unable to process what was happening until the kidnapper turns his attention to his car. He quickly moves over to the driver's seat scrambling to start the car. He realizes that the keys are missing so he locks the door instead. He starts to search through the front seat. The kidnapper was now at the driver's side door pulling on the handle.
Kyle shrieks when the kidnapper breaks the window unlocking the door. Kyle scrambles backward only to be grabbed by the ankles being dragged out of the car. "Let me go!" Kyle yells being pulled up to his feet. Kyle quickly elbows the kidnapper in the face using his legs to take him down. That's when he sees Johnny in the back of his own car bound to the door.
He kicks the kidnapper in the stomach for good measure running to the car. He opens the front door entering.
"What the hell are you doing?!" Johnny asks.
"I'm getting us the hell out of here!" Kyle says. "Shit where the fuck are the keys?"
"He has them! Kyle, just do what he says, please." Johnny says.
"I'm not about to let you or myself get taken by some psycho!" Kyle shouts. He bends down to look under the steering wheel.
"Kyle, please." Johnny begs pulling on his binds. Kyle ignores him until he hears the doors unlock and the door open. Then there's suddenly pressure against his temple. He gulps looking to the side to see his kidnapper holding a gun to his head.
"Get up." Silas says. Kyle's face completely changes as he recognizes the voice.
"Silas? What the hell are you doing?" Kyle asks.
"What I'm being paid to do." Silas says. "Hands in front of you."
"Did you hack our GPS?" Kyle asks. Silas grins putting the plastic cuffs onto Kyle's wrists.
"I was wondering how long it would take for you to put that together." Silas says. Silas opens the back door letting Kyle get into the car by himself. "I'm pretty lucky, I got stuck with the three of you, Russo has like seven to deal with." Kyle nods; he lets Silas drive for a bit before he breaks his binds with his knee. Kyle slowly leans over towards Johnny to check his binds, they were the heavy duty police kind of cuffs not the cheap kind Silas had put on his wrists. He was going to have to use his binds to release Johnny's. He uses his teeth to loosen one of them on his wrists.
"Hey, what the fuck?!" Silas asks. Kyle tries to hide what he's done but is unable to properly. Silas pulls over to the side of the road getting out. "Put your hands behind your back."
"Is this really necessary? We aren't going to do anything." Johnny says.
"Yes, it is necessary!" Silas says. "Brandon apparently tried to escape when he wasn't bound so now it is a rule that everyone is supposed to be."
"Who is Brandon?" Kyle asks.
"Cutler." Silas says. "The Young Bucks charity case?"
"The one in AEW?" Johnny asks.
"Yeah, you'll meet him when we get to where we are getting." Silas says. They start to drive again, Kyle yet again breaking the binds against his lower back. This goes on for a few hours until Silas had enough and calls Nash's cell. "I need some fucking help; this bastard keeps breaking out of his handcuffs."
"Which handcuffs are you using?" Nash asks.
"The plastic kind." Silas says.
"Police grade or regular ties?" Nash asks. "Who keeps breaking out?"
"Kyle O'Reily, it's the regular ties. I used the police grade on Johnny." Silas says.
"You got the real handcuffs, right?" Nash asks.
"Yes." Silas answers.
"Use those. Silas, take his shoes and socks." Hall says.
"What?" Silas asks.
"If he's escaped this many times then that means he's prepared, he could have something hidden inside his shoe. Is there something you can handcuff him to, something up high?" Hall asks.
"Yeah there's a handle." Silas says.
"Handcuff him to that. But still take his shoes." Hall orders.
"Alright, thanks." Silas says.
"Did you steal my bag?" Kyle asks.
"Would you have preferred me to leave it and you not have your diabetes supplies?" Silas asks. "I'm gonna have to take your shoes."
"Can you at least take Roderick out of the trunk?" Johnny asks. "Please?"
"After I'm done." Silas says. "We only have a few hours left anyways." Kyle doesn't struggle or fight back partly due to the fact that he didn't want to make Silas change his mind about Roderick and partly because he was tired. "When's the last time you ate?"
"5 hours?" Kyle says.
"If I park somewhere and go to get something will you behave?" Silas asks.
"Of course." Kyle says getting his shoes taken off. "Where am I gonna go when I don't have any shoes?"
"Hands up." Silas says. Kyle sighs but does as he's told being handcuffed to the handle. Silas goes to the trunk helping Roderick out letting him get in the middle of the two. "I'll get some stuff for your forehead while I'm out. Besides we can wait for Russo while you guys eat."
"Russo?" Johnny asks. "How many people do they have working for them?"
"Like 8?" Silas says. They start to drive again, Roderick looks at Kyle.
"You okay?" Roderick asks.
"Don't know." Kyle says. "Are you?"
"I'm fine." Roderick says. "Johnny?"
"Trying not to panic." Johnny says honestly. Silas pulls into a wooded area driving into the trees.
"Alright, I'll be right back. I'm expecting you all to behave." Silas says.
"What are we gonna do?" Kyle asks. Silas nods getting out of the car locking it.
"How do I get out of these?" Roderick asks.
"Guys, come on!" Johnny says.
"We still have time to get out of this." Roderick says.
"But Russo…" Johnny says.
"He isn't here right now." Roderick says.
"Hit the middle of the binds against your lower back. It may take you a few tries." Kyle says. Roderick does what Kyle tells him to but is unable to snap the binds. "Okay, move your hands to the front by putting your feet in between your arms. Then you'll be able to break it with your knee."
"How do you know all of this?" Johnny asks.
"I took classes starting at the age of 11, started teaching at the age of 16." Kyle says. "Self-defense classes go a long way." Kyle looks over at Roderick when he hears the snap. "Alright good, now try and see if you can get it off your wrist, we are going to need it to get Johnny's off."
"Why did he put the police grade handcuffs on you?" Roderick asks using his teeth to loosen the wrist ties slipping them off his wrist.
"Tried to run." Johnny says. "Like…six times. That's when he pulled out the gun."
"He has a gun?" Roderick asks.
"Yeah. Okay, there should be an easier way to do this." Kyle says. "Look up front for some scissors; he's got to have some. We gotta be quick. While you are up there look for the key or something long and skinny to help me get out of these cuffs." Roderick nods moving to the front of the car.
"I have scissors in the glove compartment." Johnny says.
"I forgot this is your car." Roderick says. He leans over and grabs the scissors out of the glove compartment. "Why the hell are your shoes up here, Kyle?"
"He took them off." Kyle says. "Bring them back. Forget the key."
"You sure?" Roderick asks.
"Yes! Just do it!" Kyle says. Roderick picks up the shoes sitting back down looking over at Kyle now noticing just how sweaty he was. He was pale or at least paler than usual. "Undo the thing…the…whatever's at the bottom of the inside of the shoe…there's a key hidden inside."
"Hey, Roderick, what's up?" Johnny asks. Roderick cuts his binds quickly.
"Get his bag. Now." Roderick orders. Roderick uncuffs Kyle's wrists noticing how they go limp as if he has no energy to lift them. "Well, his phone is probably off so I'm gonna have to check his blood sugar with a finger poke. Screw it, I'm just gonna give him one of these." Kyle moans trying to swat away his hand. "Kyle, come on, you got to. I know you probably feel like shit. This heat isn't helping anything but work with me here, please?"
"Okay." Kyle says. "It's fucking hot in here."
"Yeah, it is kinda hot." Johnny says. He looks over behind him when he hears another car pulling up. It was a large red van. "It's Russo."
"Anyone got to go to the bathroom? This is our last stop." Russo says. Tom slowly and hesitantly raises his hand; Heath, Zack, and Curt all raise their hands as well. "Alright, come on. You, with me."
"I'm not fucking helping you…" Aleister says.
"Aleister, what choice do you have? They are better off in here with us." Murphy says.
"Okay, I guess you are right." Aleister says. It was far too hot to be locked inside a car without AC. Russo gets out of the van opening one side allowing the Superstars to exit.
"Stay in sight." Russo says. "Remember who holds the power here." He slowly approaches Johnny's car. "Can you unlock it for us? We're gonna be switching out vehicles anyways."
"Our van is a lot cooler." Aleister says. Roderick leans up front unlocking the doors.
"Let me just finish up." Roderick says.
"He alright?" Aleister asks.
"He's having a low, I think. I'm checking right now." Roderick says pinching Kyle's finger to get the blood to come out. "It's still low but probably not as low as before. He hasn't eaten in 5 hours, that's where Silas went."
"Get him in the van. I'll blast the AC." Russo says. "Hawkins, Ryder, Slater, you are moving seats! To the back." Roderick helps Kyle out of the car, Aleister escorting Johnny to the van.
"Why aren't you guys…bound?" Johnny asks.
"Fuck if I know. Russo is acting like this is a damn road trip." Heath says. He climbs into the back. Johnny waits until Russo leaves before he turns around.
"Does he have a gun too?" Johnny asks.
"Yeah." Tom says. "We…we…um…think he may have drugged us."
"We don't remember anything really. Just that we were in the hotel bar and that we woke up in the van." Ryder says.
"How the hell was he not caught?" Roderick asks.
"I'm guessing he paid off the bartenders to leave." Aleister says.
"Do we know who else is involved?" Murphy asks.
"Silas called Nash and Hall for advice." Johnny says.
"Advice about what?" Hawkins asks.
"Kyle kept breaking out of his restraints." Johnny says. "It seemed like there are a lot of people working for them. I think a…I think others have been taken as well. Not just from our company."
"You mean, Trent?" Ryder asks.
"I'm going to assume quite a few AEW guys." Aleister says.
"Wouldn't surprise me." Ricochet says. "How you feeling, Kyle?"
"Feeling a little better." Kyle says.
"His color is coming back." Ricochet says smiling. "Roderick, how much insulin is in there?"
"I don't know." Roderick says. "It's his to go bag so I'm going to assume not a lot. And I don't even know if it's any good anymore since the bastard didn't leave the car on."
"Guys, let's not panic." Murphy says. "I'm sure everything will be figured out." The group is suddenly thrust from their thoughts when Russo starts yelling at the returning Silas.
"I thought we agreed on letting him go!" Russo yells.
"You really think that would have gone over well?" Silas asks.
"It is a lot better than having a diabetic who could go into a fucking coma at any moment!" Russo yells. "This situation is not the type he should be in."
"Would you relax? I got this covered." Silas says. "Before I even started with Johnny I broke into Kyle's house and brought all the insulin with me."
"You know that they have to be refrigerated right?" Russo asks.
"Of course. I've been switching out the ice packs every time we stopped." Silas says.
"The son of a bitch knew I was gonna break out of my restraints." Kyle says. Silas comes over to the car climbing into the passenger seat.
"I have some food and drinks." Silas says.
"Where did you go?" Johnny asks.
"Gas station." Silas says. "I got two pretzels, three hot dogs, and a ton of subs."
"Can I have a phone?" Kyle asks. Russo sighs but Silas pulls out his phone opening an app handing it to him. Kyle gulps looking up at him. "How the fuck did you get my information on here?"
"Hacked it, copied it. Everything that was on your phone is now on that one." Silas says. "Your highs and lows will come through there; it is just a different number now."
"Guess I'll have a pretzel for now." Kyle says. "And a drink."
"Tom, you think you can pass the other stuff out for me, bud?" Russo asks.
"How many times do I have to tell you not to call me that?" Aleister says annoyed.
"It is your name is it not?" Russo asks backing up the van.
"I prefer Aleister." Aleister says. Kyle starts to eat his pretzel watching Aleister pass the food around when he overhears what Russo and Silas are talking about.
"I'm just saying we still have time to swap them out." Russo says.
"Look, just because you have a fucking hard on for Cole doesn't mean anything. The rest of us agreed on Kyle. You can try your case with the rest of them but I don't know how far you are going to get." Silas says. Roderick crumbles the hot dog wrapper, Kyle grabbing his hand forcing it down.
"It's not fucking fair that everyone else got who they wanted." Russo says slumping in his seat.
"I hear he's going to be on vacation here soon, that might be your opportunity to strike. But like I said, just gotta convince the rest." Silas says.
"Maybe I will." Russo says. Kyle looks over at Roderick who looks almost murderous.
"Roderick, it's going to be okay." Kyle whispers. "We can only do our best but if he's here with us then we can protect each other and help each other through it."
"The thought of…of not just one of you but two of you…I'd rather be here alone, taking this all on alone." Roderick says. "I'd take on all your pain for you, so you wouldn't have to go through it."
"I know you would." Kyle says.
"I love you." Roderick says. "I love you so much."
"I love you too." Kyle says laying his head on Roderick's shoulder. He truly felt that everything was going to be okay because they were together, because he had Roderick by his side.