A/N: This is the Jeff chapter. Yay.

Flashback

"I think you've had enough," the bartender warned the strange and eclectic man standing in front of him, ordering his tenth straight shot.

"Nah, duuuuuuude man…I can drunk like…twelveteen more…" Jeff stammered, running a shaking hand through his rainbow colored hair.

"You can drunk twelveteen more?" the bartender reiterated, making sure he heard the customer correctly.

"Yeah, isn't that what I said?"

"Look, dude, I legally can't—"

"He's not giving you any trouble, is he?" a statuesque blonde asked, brushing her black and pink bangs out of her eyes.

"You know him? Nah, he's not giving any trouble. I just really can't sell him any more drinks for the night," the bartender explained.

"Come on, Jeff," Ashley said, taking him by the arm and leading him away from the bar. "Let's get you back to the hotel."

"You're really pretty," Jeff smiled, almost falling over and taking Ashley down with him.

"Jeff, you're drunk," Ashley stated, knowing that Jeff wouldn't recognize the obvious.

"I'm just a bit tripsy," Jeff laughed.

"Tripsy?" Ashley asked in disbelief, arching a questioning eyebrow at Jeff.

"Yeah! Tripsy! I am the game! Ashley, get me some beer so I can spit it like him!" Jeff requested, this time nearly falling over a barstool.

"Jeff, we're going to my car now," Ashley said, leading Jeff out to her car.

Twenty minutes later, Jeff and Ashley were standing out of his hotel room. Jeff opened the door and said, "Well, are you coming in?"

"No, Jeff. Maria and I are watching movies tonight. She's still at the bar and she's coming back with some al—You know what? Never mind, Jeff. I'll see you later," Ashley said, patting Jeff on the shoulder before walking off.

"Maybe you should go and see how he's doing," Maria suggested to Ashley after finishing off her third beer. Maria was only buzzed, but Ashley was gone. Being the lightest girl on the roster, alcohol affected her much more quickly than it did anyone else.

Ashley picked up the remote and turned off Mean Girls. "No, I don't want to," she said, now hopping onto the bed and jumping around.

"You're the one that brought him back, so you should be the one to make sure he didn't jump off the balcony. You don't want that, do you, Ashley?" Maria asked.

Ashley jumped up once more before landing on her knees. "I suppose you're right…He's not too far down the hallway…"

Ashley rolled off the bed and landed hard on the floor. She laughed and picked herself back up, stumbling to the door.

Once Ashley closed the door behind herself, Maria picked up her phone and dialed a memorized number. "Matt? She's gone now. See you in five? Great." She smiled to herself and closed her phone, mentally preparing herself for a busy night.

"Ashley, what are you doing here?" Jeff asked, surprised to see her again so soon.

"I, um…"

Ashley didn't get a chance to answer as Jeff grabbed her arm and yanked her into the room, closing the door.

"Oh, fuck…" Ashley grumbled as she woke up, placing her palm on her forehead. Her head was throbbing with a hangover's headache, and it didn't help that Jeff was blasting music on his iPod dock. "Aren't you hungover?" she asked.

"Nah, not really," Jeff answered with a shrug. "Look, about last night, I—"

"No one will know about this, okay, Jeff? Everyone already thinks I'm a professional whore. I really don't need this going around as well."

"Your secrets safe with me," Jeff said.

"My secret? You mean our secret."

"I can't believe she's going out with that freak," Jeff grumbled as he chewed on his ham sandwich.

"Who? Cena?" Brian Kendrick asked.

"Yeah…Ashley's too good for him," Jeff said.

"My mom is too good for him," Brian laughed. "Anyways, why are you so upset about something like that? She's just a girl."

"Yeah, a girl I slept with," Jeff said, then smacked himself in the head.

"No you didn't!" Brian said in shock.

"Yeah, but…look, we're trying to keep it on the down low, so…"

"Yeah, I understand, dude. I wouldn't want that getting out, either."

The two men quickly changed subject, completely unaware that Jillian Hall was sitting just down the table pretending not to pay attention.

Jillian was good at eavesdropping, and that conversation was no exception.

She grinned to herself as she slyly pulled out her Sidekick and typed a quick text message to Melina.