Title: No More Tears series- I miss you 1/1

Author: Music aka PsychoBarbie

Ratings: E for Everyone… whoa, am I becoming mild???

Disclaimers: Not Mine, Not Yours, unless you're Whedon, Or McMahon, or the wrestlers themselves, or Incubus.. in that case call me..

Summary: next part after Big Girls Don't Cry… Dawn doesn't want to be the other woman. But Jeff isn't quite ready to let her go. Song is I Miss You by Incubus

Notes: so much for a one shot eh? Yes it's a cute little mini series… go me go…

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To see you when I wake up

is a gift I didn't think could be real.

Jeff opened his eyes, smiling at the perfect picture that was Dawn sleeping beside him. She looked so angelic, so perfect just sleeping so peacefully. He held out a hand tenderly cupping her cheek as he leaned forward to place a small chaste kiss on her lips. She smiled and her eyes fluttered open as she stared at him

"Morning." She whispered.

He smiled, moving to deepen the kiss. When he pulled back, he kept his forehead pressed against hers.

"I love you." He whispered against her lips.

She smiled up at him, "I love you too."


To know that you feel the same as I do
is a three-fold, utopian dream.

His heart swelled at the love that sparkled in her eyes and the affection in her voice. He was so lucky to have her. So lucky everything had fallen into place and she had come back to him.

The sound of the alarm clock went off, leaving him feeling fuzzy and disoriented.

"You have to go now." She whispered.

"What about you?" he asked.

"I can't follow you. I live only in your dreams. Good bye my love"

She leaned forward to kiss him and he closed his eyes but the feeling of her lips never made it.

With a groan, Jeff Hardy woke up in his hotel room.

Alone.


You do something to me that I can't explain.

Ever since that night with Dawn, he had the same recurring dream. She was there, she was with him and she loved him. She hadn't shut him out of her life. And he was the happiest he had ever been.

But each morning he woke up alone and knew it was a lie.

He had no one to blame but himself.

He knew he was married, he knew she knew, but he crossed the line with her. There was just something about her. Something that had instantly drawn him to her, and from thereon in, he could only think of her. He was always texting her, always wanting to meet up whenever they were in the same city. He was leaving tickets for her and getting her to come out with everyone after the show. When something was wrong, he would lean on her.


So would I be out of line if I said,
I miss you.

Jeff had never meant to fall in love with Dawn Summers but from the moment he saw her, he had to talk to her. That last night he had seen her, he knew something was different. Something was off and he had a feeling it would be the last time he saw her so he panicked. When she said goodbye and kissed him on the cheek, he knew he had to do it and he did and he kissed her, and he fell even more in love with her.

She was like a drug he couldn't have enough of, an addiction he couldn't get over.

Sighing he grabbed his phone, flipping it over and going through his pictures until he came across the one of them together that he took one day at a park.

I see your picture, I smell your skin,

on the empty pillow next to mine.

The picture was all the physical evidence he had but in his mind, to him she was everywhere. He would hear a funny story and automatically go to text her. He would hear a song that would remind him of her. When something bad happened, it wasn't his soon to be ex wife he had first thought of but her.

Even now, he swore the pillow still held her scent as though she had really been there; as though it wasn't just a dream.


You have only been gone ten days,

but already I'm wasting away.

He couldn't go on like this. Seeing her everywhere, feeling her everywhere. It had only been ten days, how much longer was this torture suppose to last?

Sighing, he stood up and went to his laptop, opening it and punching a name into the search engine.

He was going nuts and now that he and his wife were separated, he wasn't going to let Dawn go without a fight.


I know I'll see you again
whether far or soon.

He smiled as the information he was looking for came up. Grabbing his phone, he dialed the number on the screen.

"May I speak with Dawn Summers please?"

"She is currently away on business meetings, may I take a message?"

"Is there anyway you can tell me where she is? This is an emergency."

There was some rustling of papers. "All I'm told is she is in Stamford, Connecticut for a Business meeting with a Vince McMahon?"

Jeff dropped the phone in shock. She was meeting with his boss? Why? She wouldn't go so far as to file a complaint against him would she?

Picking up his phone, he ended the call and quickly sent a text to her asking if they could talk.

Her reply was, surprisingly quick in returning. It was the first one she had replied back to since their last phone call.

'We will soon enough I'm busy can't talk right now.'


He smiled wondering what exactly was going on but sent one last text.

'Fine but Dawnie, despite what you think I do care and I miss you.'


But I need you to know

That I care

I miss you.

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