Disclaimer: No one belongs to me, and I bet they're all thankful for it.
Author: Chimera
Summary: Jeff Hardy gets a phone call. Lita gets annoyed. And someone else gets…well, that's why you have to read on.
Notes: This is placed about two weeks before Backlash 2006. But for something called artistic license, just imagine that all the people mentioned are the same age they are now. Why not?
Um…brand extension still on, current Superstars on each show, but I might be bringing in some other wrestlers from E/WCW that weren't included in Invasion and beyond. But don't call me up on any mistakes I make, 'cause I have never seen a ECW program/PPV, and I've only seen two of WCW's PPVs, Mayhem and Halloween Havoc 1999.
Up.
Down.
Up.
Down.
Click.
Jeff resettled the barbell, sitting up and stretching his arms over his head. Just over three hundred metres away, through brick, metal, wood and sound-proofing material, thirteen thousand below-college age girls screamed, two hundred gay men screamed in a higher pitch, and another fourteen hundred over-forty women went soprano.
Lita clicked in, her heels lightly clipping the ground. "Dude, match is on in a sec," she said simply, picking up his stuff and haphazardly throwing his stuff towards his open bag. "Score!" she said triumphantly as a baseball cap flew straight into the bag.
"I needed that," he complained. "I-"
No one found out what he was going to say as various beeps started, sounding out Lita's old theme. Lita gave Jeff a skeptic look. "Why is my theme on your mobile?" she questioned, pulling a red pigtail.
He gave her a dirty look, then shrugged. He clicked a button on the phone. "'Ello?"
Jeff sat silent for a few moments. "You're kidding?"
"What what what what?" Lita asked quietly.
Jeff shooed her away with a hand as he changed the phone to his other ear. "No…I can't believe it. You serious?"
Jeff's expression changed, like a child who was told that they could have anything they wanted for the rest of their lives. "Oh. My God. You aren't kidding, are you?"
"Jeff!" Lita whined.
Jeff shooed her away again. "When?…two weeks?"
:: "Two weeks for what?" JR muttered in commentary.
"How should I know?" King responded. ::
"On Raw?" he asked. "No…at Backlash?…you and…"
Jeff's eyes grew wide. "Well, let me be the first…welcome back. Seeya soon." He hung up the phone, staring at it for a moment. Lita stood impatiently. "Well? Who was it?"
Jeff started slowly nodding, getting up and throwing the phone towards his bag. "A friend," he said simply.
His expression suddenly changed, a look of pure joy coming over his face as he almost started skipping out of the room. "Woooooooooooo!"
Shannon hung up the phone. He turned to the man sitting beside him. "Jeff says welcome back."
Matt grinned. "Surprises abound, don't they?"
Shannon patted his friend's head, ducking out the way of his playful punch. "Dude, never say never in the world of wrestling."
"Never say never," Matt agreed. He knocked fists with Shannon, grinning as he watched Jeff bound around the new heel Bubba Ray Dudley. _Watch out, Detroit. We're comin' your way at Backlash._