A/N: So this is a JohnCena/JeffHardy story. It's a bit AU. In it, Jeff's on Smackdown still. He never left the WWE. It's in his POV. So…. Yup! Read and review! Also, forgive me for any grammatical or spelling mistakes.

Disclaimer: I do not own anyone from the WWE. All I own is the plot. I respect the sexuality and preference of all wrestlers and if I don't get their character the way the legitimately are, it's because I don't know them.

Warnings: Slash, implied sexual thoughts, intimate scenes (NO SEX! SORRY!), possibly a few swears. Not really sure.

Rating: M for swearing and sexual scenes in future chapters.

Chapter 1: IED – My Best Friend

"Jeffery Nero Hardy!" Brodi yelled. I smirked, knowing my plan had gone exactly as planned. Not even 10 seconds later, a small, blonde-haired girl burst through my locker room door. Wearing just a towel. And her face was red with anger. When she saw my smirk, she got even angrier (if possible).

"Where the fuck are my things? I'd like to get dressed. Normally, I wouldn't give a fucked about going to the hotel in a towel. BUT, it's fucking cold out seeing as we're in the north-east and it's winter," she said. I feigned innocence.

"Why Brodi, what ever are you talking about? I didn't take your things. I would never do such a thing," I said, fake gasping and putting a hand over my heart in mock hurt. She narrowed her eyes. Uh-oh.

Before I could react, she lunged at me, knocking me off the bench and onto the floor. She was straddling my hips and, again, before I could react, she punched me in the face. I tried to stop her, but she was running on adrenaline and I just had a match. She got in at least 3 more punches before two tan arms wrapper around her midsection and pulled her off me. I sat up and looked to see her struggling in the arms of my brother, Matt.

"Brodi, calm down. Please. Don't make me go and get Drew. He's busy and doesn't want to be interrupted." At this, she stopped struggling and went limp in Matt's arms. She knew Drew had an anger that could rival hers.

He sighed and looked at me, eyes narrow yet soft. "Go get her stuff then get checked out by the trainer," he said. I nodded. I grabbed her stuff, gave it to Matt and went to the trainer.

He checked me out. I had a split lip, a black eye and a few bruises. He fixed what he could and told me I could leave. I thanked him and headed back to my locker room.

When I walked in, I saw Brodi had dressed and was talking with Matt, seemingly about something serious. She instantly stopped when I walked in. When her eyes fell on my face, her expression turned sad and regretful. I saw concern in her eyes.

"Oh God. Jeff, I'm so sorry," she said. I smiled as much as my lip would let me.

"It's all good. Just a little bruised up," I replied. "Why were you so mad, though? I mean, I've done this before. You got mad but not like this."

She sighed. She looked at Matt, who nodded.

"Jeff, sit. Please." I did so. "Well, no too long ago, I went to a therapist. I've been experiencing a lot of mood swings and stuff lately. So they're doing some studies to figure out what's wrong with me. There's something seriously wrong with me mentally. They think maybe bipolar disorder. Do you remember when Randy had that IED storyline?" I nod. "I might have that. I go 3 times a week. They have it down to those two things. They're leaning towards IED though," she finished.

I just sat there. Brodi. Fun-loving, happy, crazy Brodi, my best friend of 16 years who knows all my secrets and has been through everything with me, has an anger disorder.

"Jeff? Please. Say something," she says. I look at her. Her usually bright, child-like blue eyes were dull and looked more mature. They were wide and scared.

"I just… I don't understand," I say. She looks away and I know she's gonna start crying. "Brodi, don't cry. I just… this is weird. Its new. Its gonna take some getting used to." She turned back to me. Her eyes were full of tears and a few had escaped. "Why are you crying, bunny? Huh?" She smiled at the childhood nickname.

"I just felt like you were gonna yell and push me away. Tell me to leave you alone. Not a lot of people can be friends with someone who punches them in the face multiple times," she replied.

I scoffed. "A few punches isn't gonna scare me away from my best friend. We've been through everything together. Way too much for me to just leave when thigns get a little rough. Your temper has always been bad. And it'll get easier to control with all the medicine they have now," I say and wrap my arms around her. She wraps her arms around me and puts her head on my chest.

"I know. But you're my best friend. I would be devastated if I lost you," she says. I kiss the top of her head.

"Brodi? Babe, you in her…" we heard an accented voice say. I look up and saw Drew Galloway (a.k.a. Drew McIntyre), Brodi's boyfriend, standing in the doorway. "Oh. Im interrupting something. Sorry. Um, I'm ready to leave when you are, babe. I'll be in the locker room." And he left. We looked at each other and broke out in laughter. After a minute or two, we calmed down. Brodi looked around.

"Dude, when did Matt become a ninja?" she asked. I looked at her weirdly. "what? He just, like, disappeared." I looked around and notice that too.

"Wow. He did. And I thought I was the only ninja-Hardy. Damn it, Matt! Why must you always steal my thunder?" I whine/yell dramatically. Brodi laughed. She got up and grabbed her stuff.

"Well I should get going. Me and Drew got plans," she says and winks. I gag. She chuckles. For the first time in the past 10 minutes, I look at her. She's wearing a black skirt that's different lengths in different places, a red shirt that clings to her torso and emphasizes her boobs and red, velvety heels. I smile at her.

"Someone's looking hot tonight," I say. She blushes and punches my shoulder.

"Shut up!" She kisses my cheek. "I'll see you later, border jumper."

"That still makes no sense!" I yell as she leaves. She just laughs. I smile and go back to gathering my stuff. I'm glad she's happy. Though, if anyone were to hurt her, like that Galloway fellow, I swear to fucking God…

"You musn't think too hard, grasshoppa," an amused voice says, making me jump 5 feet in the air. I turned to the place where the voice was coming from and saw Cody.

"Holy ducking shit, Codes. You scared the crap outta me, What is it with people and their ducking ninja skills today?" I say. Cody laughs at me. Then he sits down next to me and gets serious. He takes my hands and looks me in the eyes.

"There's something I need to tell you. It's important."

A/N: Damn cliffhangers! Mwuhahahahaha. So? Whatcha think? The "grasshoppa" part is actually from a not me and my friend were passing today. Or maybe yesterday. I don't remember. But anyways. She got mad at me and I said "You shall live, grasshoppa" and just had to put it in here. And the parts that say "ducking" are intentional. Not a spelling error. And when Brodi call Jeff "border jumper" it's an inside joke from their teen days. And "bunny" is Jeff's childhood nickname for Brodi. So….. yeah. I think that's everything. REVIEW PLEASE! I WILL NOT UPDATE UNTIL I HAVE 5!