Poetry in Motion.

"It's not like love at first sight, really. It's more like… gravity moves. When you see her, suddenly it's not the earth holding you here anymore. She does. And nothing matters more than her. And you would do anything for her, be anything for her…"

- Jacob Black, Eclipse

Chapter One

Jeff's POV

It has been six months, three weeks and five days since I last saw her. Its one day that seems to enjoy haunting me, unwilling to succumb to a memory, no matter how far away I try to push it away.

At the time I didn't even realise that it was our parting, our final bow, no longer would I be able to cast my gaze upon her and revel in everything she gave me. The look in her eyes should have given it up straight away, but I was far to caught up with my up and coming match to give it the notice that it needed. To wrapped up in my own life, not our life, to think too much of the way she looked at me or held my hand for those extra few seconds. I chalked it up to her being nervous to about my match, since she wasn't able to travel with me for the show.

She'd been feeling run down or a few days prior to our departure, and when you're ill a pay per view isn't the greatest place to be. Not only do you have to worry about yourself but you worry that you'll give the other guys something too. And that is not something anyone wants to happen. So we had agreed it was best for her to stay home, the sooner she got better the sooner things could go back to normal. As much as I wouldn't admit it then, I didn't want to risk her making me ill too not with my big push just around the corner. I know how selfish that is, but it was finally my big moment, the thing I had been working towards for the better part of ten years. Jeff Hardy WWE Champion; what else could I do?

It wasn't until after my match that I realised the extent of what was going on, she wasn't waiting on the end of the phone to congratulate me and ask how I was. There were no messages either. I had hoped that it was because she was sleeping that she hadn't called, it was so unlike her. She'd always been the first in line to give her compliments and tell me how proud she was of me, her and Matt joked about her queue jumping just so she could get there before everyone else. She'd always be first.

So not having that was like a punch to the stomach, even though I knew she was ill, this was my night and I couldn't understand why she wasn't trying. The moment finally came after I'd showered, folded between my clean clothes lay an envelope; inside contained a note that made my world stop turning.

"I love you and I always will. But this, all of this I just can't deal with anymore. I know that this, that the word sorry will never be enough for you, Lintu. But that's all I can do for you now. Sorry is the best thing I have for you now. I can't be in a world so full of passion that I can't share, of anger, loathing and hatred. All because you picked me. I have wished so many times that things were different for us, that things would be that fairytale. That you really could be Prince Charming. But I know that you're not my Prince, you're a whole load of people's. And now we're so far from that fairytale. I am really sorry for all this, the letter, the whole thing. But I knew if I'd have told you this, you'd of pulled out that face that makes me turn to mush your feet. I know this is going to hurt you, in a way that I can't give you a remedy. You'll carry this around with you, I know so I think I should put something good in it. Congrats on your big win! Against The Game no less, you're going to continue to sore high, you are my Lintu after all. I wish you all the best. Things will get better I promise you that. X"

That was it, ten years condensed into a simple note.

Some call me the Rainbow Haired Warrior others the Charismatic Enigma, but for her it was just Lintu. She told me it was to do with the highflying, and one of her loves. Only she has ever called it me, helps that most people can't get their tongues around it, I don't know how I'd hold up if someone else started to use it too. I don't think I ever asked her what it meant exactly, thought I'd have forever to ask silly things like that.

"You just going to stare at the plane all day or would you rather get on it? They announced the flight was boarding twice already..." The familiar southern drawl pulled me straight out of my thoughts, my elder brother Matt, the "responsible" one some would say. Shooting me that knowing look, I pulled myself to my feet not in the mood for a pity party or a lecture today. Maybe after the seven hour flight, but there is no way I could deal with that before.

"Sorry dude got distracted then. Best get going before they leave without us ey?" chuckling out the last part, I pulled my boarding pass out. It was going to be a long flight, least I have time to put on my happy Hardy face.

Rayne's POV

I can't figure out if I'm nervous, excited or just scared shitless. I've been sitting out the back, watching the action on the small screen for about thirty minutes, hoping that they would accidentally find me. That it would be friendly faces that greeted me, not the angry scowls and pitchforks I've been imagining.

Leaving a company like that, I guess is like walking out on your family. Something you don't expect to be able to walk back to, open arms and all. Even if it's deep down; you know you're never going to be totally forgiven for it.

And yet here I sit backstage, hoping to be the exception to that rule. I talked it through with Shane when I arrived; guess I needed the reassurance that I was defiantly not going to cause any trouble for the people there. That's all I'd need a mini riot at my appearance. Causing trouble was not on my to-do list for today. I just want to say hi to some people whilst they are in my home town, well one of them; Birmingham is where I'm staying for now.

Once I filled Shane in on everything, he seemed more than happy to accommodate me, showing me to the rather large and somewhat secluded room I'm in now. Whether that was just for me, or because he going to use it to his benefit I'm not totally sure on, but either way I'm here. Guess I'm not quite the black sheep yet, maybe a grey one. If people could see me they would think I was mad, giggling to myself at my own bad connotation.

"They probably won't casually come across you back here, you know?" Her voice pulled me straight out of my thoughts, I hadn't realised I was that engrossed, I didn't notice she was standing there until she spoke. But seeing her face and hearing her voice brought out the biggest smile I'd had in months.

"I'm not sure if that's a bad thing," A slight frown adorned my face as the world rolled from my mouth, "It's all a bit odd I guess."

Steph chuckled as she took the spot next to me, throwing her arms around my slight frame, pulling me in to her tight embrace. As she pulled away, her eyes scoured me, taking in every inch of the changes I'd put myself through since I had last saw her.

My previously multicoloured hair is now a rich chestnut with random blue and green flecks. My one lean and toned figure was now one with a few extra pounds, which have made me look far prettier if I do say so myself, along side the fact my boobs had enhanced. It's something that even when you try not to notice, you can't help it. Yeah I'm feeling all big headed lately, nothing to be annoyed about though, who doesn't want to feel fab? The fact I'm feeling like that at all give the circumstances is amazing, gone are the days of trying to fit in, I'm just Rayne Heiskanen, and I have the name on the back of my JYP jersey to show it.

After taking everything in, she found her voice once again, "You look good you know. Is there something you want to tell me?" Eyebrows arched suggestively she nudged my side.

"Nope nothing here... Maybe next time." The look told me she didn't believe me, but she let it go anyway, for now at least.

"It's going to be odd for you; I mean some of the people haven't seen you for over a year. Even before you left officially, you stopped coming."

"I figured that if I put distance between me and this for a while it would sort itself out. Can't miss or hate what not there at the end of the day."

"Rayne you are family. You're more family to people here than some of the superstars. Me and you, whether it's just because of our backgrounds or the fact your just a wonderful woman to know. I can tell you that everyone noticed and missed you." Smiles adored both out faces as she finished her speech. I guess that something never does change.

"Billion Dollar Princesses ey?" I sighed, readjusting my jersey and wobbled to my feet, "guess I've been sitting there a bit too long my feet feel strange." Once again she chuckled as she looped her arm though mine, moving towards the curtained door.

"Yes we are and that's why I won't let you waste a perfectly good opportunity to see your family. Got it sweetie?" Nodding I continued to follow her lead. "Plus your gorgeous god daughters are here and I know they miss you."

With her last few words all the things I'd been feeling and over analysing faded. I was going to do this and come through it unscathed, because my family wanted me here. My family missed me. There was nothing that could come between that, and make me feel any less good about being here.