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Summary: Jeff Hardy has got a lot more then wrestling on his mind lately, and it all centers around a certain WWE Diva. Will he admit his true feelings in time or will he lose his chance forever.

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"Earth to Jeff! Come In Jeff!" Matt called, snapping his fingers near his younger brothers ears trying to bring him back from wherever he had been for the last little while.

They had all gone out, the crowd from North Carolina for a night on the town before Shane went in for surgery the next morning for what would be a lengthy absence. Jeff had agreed to come without a fight but as Matt tried to call his attention back to the people around him, he found that while Jeff might be there in body, he certainly wasn't in mind.

"Sorry Matt, what were you saying? I spaced out there for a minute."

Ashley laughed and patted Jeff on the shoulder. "More like an hour buddy. What's on your mind?"

Oh only how absolutely stunning you are and my inability to be able to tell you that right now, if ever. He thought to himself, not giving anything away by the expression on his face. He couldn't give an inch where this was concerned, surely no one would understand it, least of all Ashley, the woman he couldn't seem to get off his mind. But instead of saying what he was really thinking, he answered with a common answer.

"Music, I've got music in my head."

She just nodded and went back to talking to Shannon and his new girlfriend, the seamstress for the WWE, the former Mrs. Droz. The excuse seemed to have worked though because for the next little while, not one person commented on the fact that Jeff was more silent then ever.

These get together's were common for them, because they always wanted to stay in touch with one another despite what happened or didn't happen with their careers. Jeff had always loved getting together with everyone, as it gave him a chance to catch up on anything he might be missing being over on Raw, but tonight felt somehow different and he knew it had a lot to do with the fact that the object of his mental affections was sitting not two feet away from him.

When they had paid the running tab on their drinks and all of the cabs had been called, they all made their way out of the bar. It was there that Shane pulled him away from the others and laid the look of seriousness on him. Something was coming, he could feel it in his bones and he had a feeling it had to do with his actions all night.

"You want to tell me the real reason you have your head in the clouds man?"

Jeff threw him a look, one that was common with him lately, one of complete and utter confusion. "I don't know what you are talking about Shane, I did tell you the truth."

Shane tried to hide the smile that was threatening to break through but it came to no avail. "Do you also want to sell me a bridge to jump from? Because if you are selling, I ain't buying buddy. So why don't you just tell me what has got your ball in a knot tonight."

Jeff shrugged innocently and scanned the parking lot, praying that the cabbie would show up soon. He wanted to tell his older friend what was really going on with him, he felt at the very least with his injury, Shane deserved to know. But he also knew that the minute he told his brothers friend, then all would be lost. Shane wasn't exactly well know for keeping things a secret.

"Well if you aren't going to tell me then I am going to have to guess. With the way you can't take your eyes off of Ashley though, I assume it has something to do with her. You can feel free to tell me I'm totally off base anytime now man."

Jeff hung his head then and Shane instantly knew that he had hit the nail on the head. Now he understood Jeff's silence and at the very least, he felt horrible for the younger Hardy. If there was one thing that was off limits between family, it was the sharing of present and past girlfriends. Case and point, what had happened with Amy and Matt years before.

"Well you want my advice?"

Jeff looked up then, and took in the expression on Shane's face. He knew he shouldn't want to know it, but he was desperate for someone to give him advice as to what to do about what he was feeling.

"What should I do Shane? I mean I know the code of honor and I take it seriously normally. This has never come up before and while I don't want to hurt my brother, I can't get her out of my head."

Shane put his hand on Jeff's shoulder just as the cabs pulled up ready to take all the men and women back to the hotel. "If you have any sense at all you will forget about her now man. I know Matt and her have been over for a long time now, but you know the way your brother thinks better then anyone and if he knew you were having any sort of thoughts about his ex girlfriend, he might just have your head. Hannibal style."