''Well who knew...'' Paige said, a little out of breath after all the dancing we did ''...that Dean Ambrose, the 'Lunatic Fringe' was such an awesome dancer!'' she smiled, linking her arm in mine.

''I'm nothing next to you rampaiger, you got some moves girl'' I grinned, sweeping my eyes over her pale slender body for like the ten billionth time already.

She smiled, giving that once over look too...

Buy her a drink man...

Oh yes of course!

''Can I um, get you a drink?''

''Cosmopolitan'' she smiled.

''Coming right up'' I grinned heading over to the bar.

''No no, I'm joking'' she laughed ''I just always wanted to say that, ha ha. I'm big fan of Sex and The City'' she chuckled.

''Oh''....I didn't get it, must be a chic thing.

''I'll have a beer'' she grinned.

''Aww yeah, my kind of woman'' I growled playfully.

Paige giggled, and we headed over to the bar together ''Two beers man'' I told the bartender while grabbing my wallet from my front pocket ''Thanks bro'' I smiled and carefully took our drinks. When I turned round however...Paige was gone.

No seriously, she was like freakin' gone!

I began scanning my eyes round the club to see if I could spot her, and was glad to see both Seth and Roman heading my way.

''Hey!'' I said, running over to them in a panic ''you guy's seen Paige anywhere?''

''Na man, we thought she was with you'' Roman grinned, wriggling his eyebrows at me.

''Yeah'' Seth grinned too, playfully jiggling his hips ''We saw you two dancing up a storm out there'' he chuckled.

''Yeah well that was before, this is now. And right now...she's not here bro'' I said worriedly.

''Awe look, dudes so in love, he can't let her go for even one second'' Seth chuckled, still dancing away.

''Look, I'm sure she's around here somewhere bro'' Roman said comfortingly ''She's probably just gone to the ladies or something.''

''No you guys don't understand, she shouldn't have gone anywhere ...'' I said, a look of confusion on my face as I slowly tried to rein act what happened ''...were just at the bar, I turned to pay for our drinks, and when I turned back she was go-''

I stopped talking when I saw Harper and Rowan standing by the entrance like a couple of henchmen. They were both watching me with that same dangerous look their eyes like back at the arena, the one that said they were about ready to bludgeon me to death for speaking against their leader. And if instinct had taught me anything, it was that Bray wasn't too far behind.

I began to get a horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach, like back at the arena when I was looking through the glass into that small janitor's room...where are you Paige?

''Guy's I'll be back'' I said, and quickly left the boys as I began searching the club for either Paige of Bray.

They were nowhere in sight.

He's taken her, I just know it!

Me too buddy!

I began heading toward the exit in a desperate attempt to find them, and that's when Luke and Eric both simultaneously blocked my path.

''What's the problem fellas?'' I asked looking up at the larger than life men.

''Leaving so soon?'' Rowan said, with a smirk plastered across his ugly face.

''Yeah, we think it best you stay put and enjoy the party Ambrose'' Luke said, looking down at me with his huge scary eyes.

I looked up at them, feeling both anger and irritation coursing through my veins...so your job was to babysit me in the club, while your 'God' tries it on with my girl?

Yeah right!

Yeah right!

''You really wanna do this here?'' I asked, rubbing my hands over my fists with a mean look on my face.

They said nothing, they just continued to stare.

''He's leading you down a dark path fellas'' I chuckled, and began confidently walking past them toward the door.

Then next thing I knew I was being slung across the clubs snooker table, with glass and beer bottles shattering all round me as I fell.

''What the hell?!'' I groaned, slowly getting to my feet and dusting off bits of glass that had fallen on me. My hand hurt pretty bad too, and I noticed a piece of glass sticking out the inside of my palm ''Dammit!'' I groaned again, wincing in pain this time as I carefully pulled the glass out and chucked it on the floor.

Everyone in the club was looking at us now, and I was grateful when I saw Roman and Seth quickly running to my side ''You ok man?'' Roman asked examining my hand.

''I'll be fine'' I grunted, wrapping my hand in my shirt.

''Go get your girl buddy'' Seth said, eyeing Luke and Eric with anger ''...we'll handle these two''

''Believe that'' Roman said, clenching his jaw, and balling his fist at the Wyatt's.

''Thanks guy's, I owe you one!''

I took one last scan of the club with my eyes, then began quickly exiting up the stairs...

You're a legend

A viper

Swallow them whole

Attack

They can't touch you

You're stronger than the rest

I nearly lost my balance when I let go of the stair rail to once again block my ears from the voices. They echoed louder than all the base speakers in the club combined!

Just keep going Johnny boy!

''Why'd you just refer to yourself as a third person?'' Randy asked, as he passed me on the stairwell.

All of a sudden the voices stopped.

Wait...you can hear me?

I slowly removed my hands from my ears...

''Hey, how'd you do that?'' Randy said, a look of amused curiosity on his face ''...talk without moving your lips I mean?''

I just stared at him, not knowing quite how to answer.

If you can hear me right now Orton, scratch your nose...

I watched as he reluctantly scratched at his nose, I guess more out of curiosity than anything.

''What the...!'' I gasped.

We both stared at each other, trying to understand what was happening. But it wasn't long before I was once again forced to cover my ears as the voices slowly started coming back.

I fled up the rest of the staircase and out into the cool night air before they got any louder...that was soooooo weird!