I don't own anybody. Seriously. I'm really poor.

*SMASH*

That was me going through a table. All I can remember of it actually, besides the pain. And thinking *Damn you Jazz*. I knew it wasn't Buh-Buh's fault. He couldn't see. But I didn't expect what happened next. I knew he'd feel bad, but I didn't expect him to carry me backstage. I didn't expect him to stay with me all the way to the hospital. I didn't expect the flowers and the hand-made and poorly drawn "I'm Sorry" card the next morning. But I appreciated all of it. And sometimes I've caught myself thinking"*Once you look past the savage attacks that take over him sometimes and the tables, he's really not that bad of a guy, and he is kind of cute.* and then *whoa, whoa, Trish, wake up now!* Maybe I should call Lita. I was going to check up on her anyway.

"Hello?"

"hey Lita."

"Oh my gosh, Trish! Are you ok? I saw Raw!"

"Yeah, I'm fine, bit first and foremost are you ok?"

"yeah, my neck doesn't hurt half as much as it did last week."

"good. OK I need to talk to you about something, so promise me you won't scream or hire someone to attack me while you're incapacitated."

Lita laughed, "Ok, I promise."

"Ok, remember how Buh-Buh carried me backstage and everything? Well he also went with me to the hospital and the next morning he sent me flowers and a hand- but poorly-made card. And I think that...uh...um"

"Does Trish have a crush on Buh-Buh Ray Dudley?"

"um, maybe."

"Oh My God!" Lita squealed. "are you going to tell him?!"

"wait, you don't see anything wrong with this?"

"Nooo...why would I? He's nice when he's not your enemy and putting you through tables. I mean, I did tag with him and D-von once or twice."

"Ok, well I want to tell him, I just don't know how to."

"just walk up to him and say 'Buh-Buh, I like you'"

"I don't know, I'll think about it. I'm tagging with him against Jazz and Steven Richards on Monday."

"Well, let me know what happens!"

"ok, I will, talk to you later and come back soon! I'm dying here!"

Lita laughed, "ok, 9 months and counting, bye!" Click.

I hung up my phone. This was going to be a long couple of days until Raw. I picked up my purse and headed out the door. I stopped by Jeff's door and knocked. Jeff answered a minute later.

"Hey Trish, what's up?"

"hey, wanna go shopping? I want to buy something for Lita and something for Matt, since he has to put up with the injured one and all." I laughed.

"yeah, let me get changed and grab some money." He opened the door more to let me through. I waited on the couch while he changed in the bedroom. He came out 15 minutes later.

"It takes you that long to get ready?"

"yeah, I have to decide how I want to wear my hair based on what I'm wearing." I looked him up and down. White tank, Black cargoes...and pigtails.

"Great...uh...choice, Jeff. Really."

He laughed at my hesitation as we got in the elevators. As we stepped into the lobby, I glanced into the cafe. I scanned, looking just in case Molly was in there, she might be a badass now, but I knew she still had weak spots, like Jeff for example. She'd liked him ever since her days as Mighty Molly. It was my mission to reform her, and soon. That hair had to go. Color's nice, but the style? Horrible. No Molly, but I saw Buh-Buh Ray, at first I thought he was alone, but then Spike sat down at the table. I must have been staring because when I sighed, Jeff glanced in the direction I was looking.

"Checking out little Spike, or Buh-Buh?" He sang a little on the name Buh-Buh.

"What? NO!" I ran out the door as Jeff stood laughing in the lobby. I hurried towards my car, praying he wouldn't go talk Buh-Buh. As I sat in the car trying to breathe, I saw Jeff walk out of the doors. Alone. Oh Thank God! He was laughing. I glared at him through the windows. He opened the door and slid into the passenger seat.

"Ha ha. Trish likes Buh-BUH!" He laughed harder.

"SHUT UP!" I punched him in the arm and started the car. I drove silently for a few minutes while he laughed silently beside me. Finally, I'd had enough.

"I'm sorry, but I fail to see what is so amusing."

"You ...like...Buh-Buh!!" Jeff wheezed out through tears of laughter.

"...AND??!!"

"I'm sorry, but you guys are sooo...different. Man, wait until I tell Lita."

"She already knows, and unlike you, she wants to help me."

"Hey! I never said I didn't want to help, I just think it's funny" He laughed again, but stopped when I glared at him.

"Look, I'm sorry. I'll do my best to be serious now." He smothered another laugh.

I glared at him a few more seconds. "Ok, I believe you. Sort of."

We talked about some other stuff on the way to the mall. We parked and headed in. I knew to look in Hot Topic immediately for a present for Lita. While I looked through some clothes, Jeff was going through hats and other accessories. He came running over to me with a hat that said "Jeff"' all over it. Not literally, you know what I mean.

"Please Trish?" He pleaded with me, giving me the puppy dog look that he knew few could resist. Unfortunately, I was one of those few.

"NO, I'm here for something for Lita and Matt. You brought money, get it yourself."

"Fine." He sighed and stomped of towards the counter. I chuckled to myself. *Only Jeff* I thought, *Only Jeff.* I pulled out a shirt I knew Lita would love. It was red and had a skull and crossbones on it. I was looking through pants when Jeff came back over. He crossed his arms and pretended to still be angry. I nudged him where I knew he was ticklish. He laughed.

"HA! I got you!" I laughed. He swiped at me with the bag his new hat was in and I ducked. "Ok, stop before you break something and help me find some pants for Lita."

We looked another 15 minutes until Jeff found a beige sparkly pair that turned into shorts and had sparkly see through pockets. We headed over to the Men's section and picked out a couple outrageous shirts we knew Matt would love. I paid for everything then we grabbed a quick bite to eat. We drove back to the hotel singing along to the radio.

As we walked to Jeff's room, I saw Buh-Buh talking to Spike. He glanced up and saw me, then waved. I waved back and smiled. He started walking over with Spike.

"hey Trish, Jeff." He nodded at Jeff, then looked back at me.

"hey guys!" I felt myself blushing. "Oh, Buh-Buh thanks for the flowers and the card, I really liked them."

"Cool." He smiled again. "well me and Spike are heading out, see you later."

They turned and walked towards the elevators. I grabbed the keycard from Jeff's hands and ran to his room and opened the door. He came in behind me.

"HA! You were blushing!"

"I Know, I know. But I don't know what to do. It won't look good if I blush every time I see him."

"ok, I'll go tell him how you feel." Jeff jumped up and ran out the door, slamming it behind him. Between the time it took me to get up, open the door, and get out to the hallway, he was already running into the elevator holding Buh-Buh and Spike. Luckily, the door to the room hadn't closed yet. I ran back in, grabbed my stuff, then ran like a mad woman back to my room. This is not good.

A/N ok, i'll update this soon. I'm still working on all my other stories. READ AND REVIEW!! please.