Disclaimer: I own NOTHING! All the names, trademarks, ect. Are all property of Vince McMahon, WWE, and the respective owners of the songs/quotes used. I'm just a geek that loves Jeff/Trish and wanted to write a little something in my spare time. Reviews are appreciated, Thanks for reading!!

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Woke up around a half past ten, can't believe that I'm late again, put down about a quart of caffeine to start my pulse, and then I grabbed my jeans off the floor then I hit the door,just the same old same - it goes to show you never know when everything's about to change.'Best Day of my Life' - Jesse McCartney

Jeff was smiling as shut the door to the hotel room he was sharing with Matt and Amy; He had just gotten through dinner with Trish and knew it was pretty late, so he was extra glad that the next morning was set to be an uneventful one according to Matt and his never ending 'schedule.' With any luck the lack of plans meant Jeff would have some time to sleep in, something that was a rarity and would be a godsend since he was thoroughly exhausted.

He stepped quietly and gracefully across the room, as not to wake the sleeping couple, grabbed his bag, and began rummaging through it - a feat that was easier said than done considering how dark the room was. When he finally found the pajama pants he was looking for he took them and sat on the edge of the unoccupied queen sized bed to change, it was the moment when he sat down that exactly how tired he was settled in. He let out a small yawn, stretched his tired muscles and then slid his pants off, letting them fall into a heap on the side of the bed, only to replace them with his comfy pj pants seconds later.

With a sigh he laid down, letting his body sink into the comfort of the bed, and gazed over at the clock on the night stand. 3 a.m - later than he had guessed, but in his opinion that night had been worth it. He'd had a great time with Trish and laying in bed the night replayed in his mind as Jeff slept; The images were as clear as if he was an observer standing in the background. He could see himself sitting across the booth from Trish, smiling while they both signed a few autographs, talking, and laughing while they ate.

His dream continuously flashed between dinner, their match, and the smile she wore before she said goodnight and shut her door; That last image was the one he was trying to hang on to when something began to disturb his sleep.

"Jeff…come on man it's time to get up." Matt said as he shook his younger brothers shoulder

persistently.

Jeff kept his eyes shut, this wasn't a dream he wanted to wake up from yet. "Mhmm." he mumbled.

"No, now."Matt continued.

"I know Matt."

"Then let's go."

Jeff grumbled and rolled over, the image of Trish smiling warmly and saying goodnight vanished as he opened his eyes and looked up at Matt. His vision was still a little blurry but Jeff knew the sight of the elder Hardy wasn't nearly as nice as the image of the beautiful blonde in his dream.

"What time is it?" he asked, rubbing his eyes and trying to get them to focus.

From across the room he heard Amy's voice. "Seven."

Jeff eyed Matt irritably and laid his head back on the pillow "Seriously? Seven? What the fuck is that all about, what happened to sleeping in?"

Matt laughed and shook his head "I'm sorry man, we decided last night to leave earlier. We want to get on the road and get the driving done with so we can get there early and have the afternoon to relax."

Jeff grumbled in response to that, rolled over, and shut his eyes again.

"Come on Jeff…"

Amy looked over at the brothers, grabbed her bag off the bed, and started towards the door.

"I'm gonna go put my bags in the car, good luck." She leaned over and gave Matt a quick kiss before disappearing into the hall.

What Matt needed was surely more than good luck, if there was anything he knew for sure about Jeff it was that getting him out of bed was the most miserable task known to mankind.

"Please?"

Jeff shook his head, "Come on man, just a little bit longer? I'm beat."

Matt sighed, "You can sleep in the car."

"Psh. Sleeping in the back seat sucks, you know that. I'll just see if I can catch a ride with one of the guys a little later, Adam doesn't usually leave early."

Reluctantly Matt got off the bed and grabbed his bag. "Fine, I'm putting your phone on the night stand, I'll give you a call to make sure you're up in a little while."

"Thanks dad." Jeff replied with a laugh before covering himself up with blankets and closing his eyes, the last thing he heard before he drifted off to sleep was Matt grumbling about having to treat him like a kid, and the door shutting as his older brother left.

He sunk into a peaceful sleep that lasted a few hours, but came to a crashing halt when his phone began ringing loudly from the table. Leaning over and reaching onto the bed side table he picked it up and flipped it open.

"Hey." he said sleepily

The voice on the other end surprised him, it wasn't his brother as he had expected but rather Matt's fiery companion. "Hey Jeff," Amy's voice was sweet but rather loud on the other end of the phone, probably because she was trying to shout over the mix CD that was playing.

"Matt just wanted me to call and make sure you were up."

"I am now."

"Are you out of bed?"

"Yes." he lied, laying his head against the soft pillow as he spoke with her.

"Turn the shower on."

"What?"

"Matt says turn the shower on, if I can hear the water I'll know your out of bed."

Jeff laughed, he'd been beaten at his own game by a very clever opponent. "Fine…I'm getting up."

He sat up and stretched out before getting off the bed and sauntering into the bathroom and turning the shower on. "See, I'm up."

"Okay, well I'll let you go, it's getting late though, so don't even think about going back to bed."

"I wouldn't dream of it."

Amy laughed. "We'll leave a key at the desk for you, I'll talk to you later Jeff."

"Later Ames."

Jeff shut his phone and then shut off the shower, putting his hands behind his neck he headed back into the bedroom and that's when he caught sight of the alarm clock. 10:25

"Shit."

By now there was a good chance that most of the guys were already on their way out and if he wanted to catch a ride he was going to have to move quickly. First thing first he stripped down to his boxers and slipped on the pants that he'd left by the bedside the night before, and a clean t-shirt.

Grabbing his bag he laid it on his bed and began stuffing his belongings back inside of it, clothes first, then toiletries, a few odds and ends, his MP3 player, and the charger for his phone. After zipping up the bag he tossed it on his shoulder and took one last glance around the room to make sure he had everything. While he went over a mental checklist he put his phone and his wallet into his pocket and backed up towards the door.

"I've got everything." He reassured himself as he opened up the door and stepped out, and he was right, he did have everything…except a ride.

Starting down the hall he looked around for any sign of one of the guys, but when none of them were hanging out there he figured he'd check the most obvious of all places - the hotels continental breakfast nook.

It was a cute little area, with a bunch of tables spread out, and big windows all around it to let in the warm sunshine; Against one wall was a long table full of juices, coffees, and a various amount of breakfast foods ranging from doughnuts to mini boxes of cereal and toast. Looking away from a coffee maker and a cheese danish that were calling his name, his bright green eyes scanned the room for a familiar face - no one. His heart sank a little, he should've gotten up when Matt tried to wake him up. With a sigh he moved into the nook, grabbed a cup of coffee and settled himself at one of the tables to plot his next move.

The warm liquid helped his thinking process as it woke him up a little, he could take a cab and go pick up a rental car - which was going to suck horribly but at the moment it was looking like his only option. Downing that cup of coffee he got up to get another, absent mindedly he poured the steaming coffee into his foam cup and grabbed a packet of sugar.

"Coffee any good?" A quiet voice from beside him asked.

"Surprisingly." Jeff replied with a nod, focusing on his coffee cup "but that could just be because I'm exhausted, don't take my word on it." Tearing open the sugar he dumped it into his cup and began stirring it.

"I kept you out too late last night?"

Jeff turned quickly and looked at the woman that was standing beside him pouring herself a cup of coffee, he had been so focused on his own quest for caffeine he hadn't recognized her voice. "Trish." He said with a small smile. "No, it's fine really, last night was great. What're you still doing here?"

"Not much of a morning person." she said simply. "So I figured I'd head out a little later today, what about you? Waiting for Matt and Amy?"

He shook his head and swallowed the sip of coffee he had taken while she was speaking. "No, they left a few hours ago, I was being a dumbass and I couldn't drag myself out of bed so I decided to stay behind figuring I could catch a ride with one of the guys, but it looks like everyone else is already gone."

She laughed softly "I see, you wanna come with me? I was going to grab a coffee and something to eat to go and then head out."

Did he wanna go with her?…Aw hell yea!

He couldn't believe his day had started off so crappy and that now it was definitely taking a turn for the better; He got along great with Trish and loved spending time with her, besides being an incredibly beautiful woman she was sweet and funny - nothing at all like her bitchy on screen persona. "That would be great." he said coolly

"Yea it will, having company will be fun." Trish took a sip if her coffee and smiled warmly at the charismatic enigma. "Just gimme a minute to go grab my bags and be right back"

"Sure thing. Hey, what did you want for breakfast? I'll grab it and meet you outside."

She looked over the spread of breakfast food, nothing special caught her eye until she saw the muffins. "Just a chocolate chip muffin."

He grabbed his bag off the floor and started back into the nook to grab them breakfast while she went to her room to grab her bags.

About 15 minutes later Jeff caught sight of Trish as she came out of the hotel holding onto a couple of very heavy looking bags, grabbing her muffin he hopped off the trunk of her rental went over to help her with her bags. "Trade you." he said extending the hand with the muffin.

Trish grinned and set her bags down before taking the muffin "Thanks Jeff."

He grabbed the bags off the ground, wondering what the hell she could've possibly packed in those bags to make each one feel like a ton, did girls really need that much stuff? "Not a problem." He hoisted the heavier of the two onto his shoulder and started towards the car with her.

Pulling out her keys she opened up the trunk for Jeff, and while he loaded up the car she sat on the hood of the car breaking her muffing into bite size pieces and popping them into her mouth - by the time he had finished with the bags she had finished with her breakfast.

Once they were both in the car Trish pulled out of the lot carefully and moved into the bustling traffic of New York, on to their next destination Pittsburgh.

Compared to many of the road trips Jeff had been on this one was actually set to be a fairly short one, six hours on the road didn't feel like much after the 14 hour hauls he was growing accustomed to - not to mention he just had a good feeling about this trip.

While Trish maneuvered in and out of traffic on the highway Jeff settled comfortably in the passenger seat of her car, for the last few minutes he had been flicking back between radio stations trying to find something that interested them. A few songs were ones he knew, but so far he hadn't found anything he was a fan of,; From the look on Trish's face, the way she scrunched up her nose and shook her head slightly it was clear they weren't Trish's favorites either.

American Woman…nope

Beautiful Day…nope

Better Man…

He flicked past the last one knowing it was one he liked, anything Pearl Jam was good in his book, but he was looking for something that would suit Trish's taste as well.

"Hey-" she looked over at him as they channel flicked from the mellow song to a station where a man with a deep voice was talking about sports.

"Hmm?"

"I like that one.." she said softly

Jeff's eyes gave away the fact that he was surprised right away, they widened a bit and looked over at Trish while he effortlessly flicked the station back. "You do?"

She nodded, "You don't?"

"No, I love it - didn't think you would"

She laughed "Are there people out there that don't like Pearl Jam?"

Jeff shrugged, "Not many that I know of, but I'm sure they exist."

"Horrible people." She said shaking her head in mock disgust.

"Agreed." He replied with a smirk.

Trish turned up the radio a little and began to hum along with the song until the beat picked up a little - that's when the dashboard drumming and the soft singing started. Jeff enjoyed watching her, she was comfortable in her skin, it put him at ease and he was quick to join in.

He felt a little sad when the song ended, the next song that started playing was flat and dull - not at all good for playing air guitar to, but for some reason Trish was looking over at him smiling brightly. "There's some Cds over your visor, the first slot is a mix of a bunch of Pearl Jam songs."

He flipped the visor over and grabbed it immediately, popping it into the CD player so they could get back to rocking out. The trip wasn't going to be one of those awkward ones where they both had to fill the silence by asking a million questions they already knew the answer to, he loved that.

The pair continued to jam to the songs through the rest of the trip, until their voices got tired from singing so loudly and they had reached the hotel they were going to be staying at for the next few days.

While Trish pulled into a parking spot Jeff took the CD out, put it away and shut down the stereo - he couldn't believe how fast the trip had gone by; It was surely different than traveling with Matt and Amy, they were fun, but they were a couple and he constantly felt like a third wheel.

"Our match for Friday's house show should be pretty awesome." Trish said as she grabbed her keys, and they got of the car.

"It should." he agreed, "I was thinking we should probably get together sometime this week and do a little in ring work so we can get used to working with each other's style." He took the keys from her and popped the trunk open, grabbing their bags, before stepping aside and letting her close it up.

"Perfect! I have a signing on Thursday afternoon, but I'm free all day Friday, maybe we can meet up in the afternoon at the arena?"

"Sounds like a plan to me."

He carried her bags into the hotel and loaded them on the luggage trolley for her before going to pick up the key Matt was going to leave for him at the desk, while he was doing that Trish was checking in.

"Mr. Hardy" The young woman behind the desk was holding out the key, "You're on the second floor, room 208, elevators down the hall to the left."

Jeff grabbed the key, flashed her a smile, and said a quick thank you before turning to Trish. "I'll see you Friday around noon? Meet you down here?"

She smiled "Great, I'll see you then."

Jeff turned and followed the woman's directions to the elevator with his bag over his shoulder, he wasn't sure that Matt and Amy would be in the room when he arrived, but upon unlocking the door he wasn't surprised to find them in their bathing suits getting ready to head down to the pool for a swim.

"Hey man." Matt said with a smile. "looks like you found a ride."

Jeff grinned thinking back on the last six hours, he sure had, and it had totally made the decision to hang back that morning worth it.

"Who'd you travel with?" Amy asked, noticing his expression while she grabbed towels for herself and Matt.

"Trish."

Matt's smile grew a little wider now. "Looks like you had a good time."

"I did. She- …it was a lot of fun."

Matt nodded "I bet she was."

Amy laughed. "Come on Matt, you can torture him later." She took his arm and started dragging him towards the door, stopping only once she had pushed Matt out of the room to look back at Jeff.

"I think it's great you two are hanging out."

"Me too."

"She's an amazing girl Jeff."

He nodded "Yea, I know."

"…and not seeing anyone." Amy add with a wink before shutting the door.