Jess submerged herself under the warm bath water as memories began to plague her., the voices of her desperate brothers ringing in her ears.

"Jess? Jess are you in there?" Matt's voice called into the rancid smelling, dingy women's bathroom at the bar. She was sitting on the floor in one of the stalls near the very end of the room, fighting the overbearing darkness as she pulled the needle out of her arm and let it work it's magic. With her eyes closed she felt herself begin to slip down into her heroine induced coma.

"Shit call an ambulance!" She heard Jeff cry out as he knelt in front of her and began to lightly hit her face in an attempt to wake her up. "Jess, come on, don't do this to me, Jess!"

She quickly resurfaced and pushed her hair back out of her face as someone began to knock on the bathroom door.

"Hey Jess, you almost done in there? I got something for ya." Jeff's voice said through the door.

"Be right out." She called back as she pulled the plug and got out to dry herself off. She went over to the steamed up mirror and used her hand to clear some of it away as she looked at herself. It was on this day 2 years ago that she had almost lost her life to a heroine overdose and the tiny needle mark scars on her forearms posed as a constant reminder of her shame filled past. It was thanks to her brothers that she had managed to overcome her addiction and stay clean, even though every now and again she had the urge to relapse.

"What's up?" She asked as she emerged from the steamy bathroom fully clothed. Jeff smiled at her as he held out a piece of paper.

"I sent more of those video's of you wrestling in to a few Scouts at some major wrestling company's and WWE sent this contract in the mail for you, along with this letter." HE said and Jess eyes lit up in disbelief as she read it over.

"No way, oh my god Jeff thank you!" She said as she threw her arms around his neck. Wrestling was one of the ways Matt and Jeff had taught her to cope and overcome the drugs, making her become addicted to the adrenaline rush instead. Becoming a professional wrestler was one of her dreams in order to better her life.

"Hey, you deserve it. You can quit your job at the waffle house and community wrestling and actually get out there and travel the world." He said as he kissed her forehead. "But they did give you stipulations in this letter and you need to bring both of those with you when you go to sign the contract." Jeff said as he handed her the letter. She quickly skimmed over it.

"So I have a mentor named Dean Ambrose that is suppose to teach me how to execute and do moves properly. I thought I did do them properly." Jess questioned as she looked up at Jeff. The letter clearly stated that she had a lot of training to go through before she could actually wrestle but she had a lot of potential.

"That's how a lot of people are starting out now, but you shouldn't pass up on this opportunity. We've been trying for years and this is a once in a lifetime thing. Don't blow it." Jeff said as he tapped his finger on his younger sisters nose. "I'm proud of you. You've gone through a lot these past two years and now you're finally getting rewarded." He said making her smile.

"Thank you Jeff, if it hadn't been for you and Matt..." She began but Jeff signaled for her to stop. She understood that the eldest Hardy was in living and always got pissed off when she brought the subject up. "How long is he gonna be mad at me for?" She asked Jeff in a whisper so Matt wouldn't hear her.

"I think he's gotten long past the being pissed part and he's still getting over being hurt but he'll come around. We almost lost you, remember?" Jeff said and she nodded her head before walking around him and heading into the living room.

"Matt I got good news." She said with a smile as she sat in a recliner across from him. He looked at her for a moment, his lips set in a firm line.

"I know, Jeff already told me. Congratulations." He said, his tone flat and insincere. Jeff was leaning against the door frame as he watched the two of them.

"Thanks." She said in a low voice causing Matt to look over at her again. He felt a pang of guilt seeing her look so depressed again.

"Listen I didn't mean for it to sound..." He said trying to make the situation better but Jess stood before he could finish and stormed from the room. Matt looked up at Jeff who was shaking his head at him.

"She's trying really hard and you just keep shuttin' her down." He said before he left too. Matt put his head in his hands as he let out a huff. It was still hard for him to let go of the fact that his drug addicted sister had cost their father a fortune before he passed away and then almost ended up killing herself. He remembered that night all to well and it was hard to drive from his mind whenever she was around.

Jeff was sat in the waiting room as Matt paced around, hoping it wasn't too late to save her. She was his responsibility and he should have been there for her, he should have seen something like this coming and he should have stopped her. If she died tonight it would be on his concision because he knew and he didn't even try to help her. "Please Jess, Stay with me." Matt said as he look up at the white ceiling and began to pray. "If you make it out of this I swear I'm gonna be there for you and I'll make sure you get off that shit." He whispered as tears slipped down his face

"I did my best." Matt said as his eyes began to water with anger at the memory. He kept his promise and that was good enough for him.