Disclaimer: I do not own anyone in this story with the exception of Krys and her daughter Jodie. Matt and Jeff Hardy are their own property. (Let's be honest; if I really owned them, do you think I'd be sitting here, writing stories about them? I didn't think so. Lol.) Enjoy.

Chapter 3

Krys woke up the next afternoon to a sore body, and a screaming child.

Oh God, she thought, how long was I out? What the hell happened to me? She looked at her alarm clock and groaned. It was 4:30 p.m., and Jodie was watching her favorite show, Yu-Gi-Oh. She crawled over to the left side of the bed, and literally crashed into Matt. Guess he didn't have his nightly romp with Lita, Krys thought bitterly.

She tried crawling out the other side, but an awake Matt grabbed her and pulled her back in. "Where do you think you're goin', gorgeous?" Matt asked huskily as he pulled her toward his body.

"I was gonna go bug Jodie, but I guess you have other plans," Krys said, feeling frisky.

"You bet I do." And with that, they were upstairs a while longer.

Later…

When Krys woke up again, Matt was gone, and it was 7:30. She put her clothes on, and went downstairs.

"Jodie," she called. "Mommy's up." She was going to say that she was gonna make her daughter her favorite meal, but it seemed someone was already doing that.

She snuck down the stairs and moved towards the kitchen. She heard a voice, and Jodie's squealing. It wasn't Jodie's father's voice, but it was someone else's. As she hid behind the wall connecting the dining room and the kitchen, she heard the voice again, and she smiled.

"Okay, lil J, we're gonna do it again," Jeff said to his favorite niece. He loved cooking with her and she loved cooking with him. The only problem he had was that he was worried about Krys. She hadn't been down all day. I wonder if she's okay, Jeff thought. She's a good kid, I hope nothing's wrong.

Just as Jeff was about to take the lasagna (his and Jodie's fave) out of the oven, he heard a voice.

"Aww, dinner for me and it ain't even Mother's Day," Krys said as she walked in. Jodie squealed again.

"MOMMY!! You missed it! Uncle Jeffy and I were making LASAGNA!!" the 3 year old said, 

barely taking the time to breathe between her squeals. Krys laughed.

"Whoa, there! Easy, darlin', take it easy. You can tell me when you can take a breather. Go sit down and wait for Uncle Jeffy to bring you your dinner." The energetic 3-year-old nodded, and then went bouncing into the dining room.

Krys laughed again as she watched her daughter hop into the dining room. She then turned and looked at Jeff. She felt her heart catch in her throat. The girl knew she was in love.

"Thanks," she whispered, shoving her hands in her pockets.

"For what?"

"For watching the little runt. She would've been up all by herself, and you know she wouldn't like that."

"What's going on, Krys?" Jeff sent her a pointed look. "Sleeping till 7:00 at night? You can't put makeup on forever." Man he was fast.

"It's…nothing." Krys looked away, and Jeff gently turned her face back to look at her. He thought he saw tears in her eyes, but she covered it up by trying to look tough.

"Krys? Talk to me. Please. Is it Matt?" Her eyes flashed, and this time he saw her lower lip tremble a little. "Is he…is he hitting you?"

Her eyes snapped up, and she looked royally pissed. "NO! He doesn't. Look, I hit my head, okay?" She HATED lying to Jeff, but she didn't want the brothers fighting over her.

He could see that she was lying, but he didn't push it. She could have one hell of a nasty temper at times. And her hands were made for squeezing the living hell out of a man's testicles. He figured that Matt must be trying to break her will, and he prayed that she would open up to him.

He let her go and sighed. "Okay, fine," he said. "Have it your way."

"What's that mean?" Krys's eyes flashed again; this time he knew she was getting pissed. He kinda loved it when she got pissed.

"It means that I know what he does to you, Krys. You told me yourself, remember? He knows it's wrong; you know it's wrong. But what I don't understand is why you stand by him and stick strong like glue."

"You don't know that," she whispered quietly. Jeff was just turning to go into the dining room when he heard her.

"What was that?" Jeff said as he served Jodie the lasagna, then came back into the kitchen 

to face her. "What do you mean?"

Krys's lip trembled as she spoke. "He does do it. He does it all the time. And he…he assaults me after that." The tears fell down her face, and Jeff rushed over to her side, hugging her as she cried.

"Shh… It's okay, baby. It's alright." Jeff rubbed her shoulders as she cried into his shirt.

"I don't know what to do," she said. "He always does it. I-I can't stop him. He's always drunk, and he's always fooling around with…with HER." She cried even harder, burying her face into his wife beater.

Jeff frowned. "Her? Who's her?" He wasn't sure, but he had a clue who 'she' was.

"Lita." Krys sniffled, and then broke away.

"AMY?! She…She's with Matt? How could he DO this?" Jeff felt disgusted that Matt was his brother.

"Yes. That's why he always comes in late. God, I was SUCH a fool to take him back. He said that he and Amy were over, but I never in a million years would've thought that he'd cheat on me with Amy again. Me catching him in bed with Amy the first time around was bad enough, but now this? AGAIN? God, I was so STUPID."

Jeff hugged her again, and then felt a rush of emotions. Krys is married to Matt, he thought. I shouldn't be feeling like this; it's not right.

If it's right how your brother's treating this beauty, a wicked voice inside him taunted, why shouldn't this be?

Jeff then couldn't help what he did next. He let her go, then bent his head down and kissed her softly. Krys's eyes widened, and then closed as she returned it. It turned into a grinding session as he pulled her closer to his body, trying to pull as much of her into him as possible.

"Mommy? What are you doing?" The sound of Jodie's voice broke them apart.

Krys turned red and looked down. Jodie was holding her empty bowl, sauce and meat all over her fingers, shirt, and face.

"Oh, Jodie," Krys said, taking a dish rag and wiping the child's face and hands. "You know you're giving mommy a hard time, right? You know what this means?"

"BATH TIME!" Jodie squealed, then ran upstairs screaming like a banshee.

Krys turned around to look at Jeff. His face was red, and he looked a little uncomfortable.


"Uh…I should, um, go," he said. He immediately started heading for the door.

"Aren't you gonna stay here and eat?" Krys asked.

Jeff gave her an adorable mysterious smile. "Yeah. I snatched one of your plates." He showed her one of the portable bowls filled to the brim with lasagna in it, and then ran out the front door, laughing as she chased him.

"You heathen!" she called, then closed the door. She took a deep breath, calming herself down, then went upstairs to run Jodie's bath.

At the same time…

During all of this, no one except Jodie noticed the phone ringing. So she picked it up. Smart girl.

"Hello?" she asked. She then squealed as she heard his voice.

"Hey, kiddo! Where's your mommy?"

"Bath," Jodie said excitedly.

"She's taking a bath?"

"Nope. My bath."

"Oh, she's running bath water."

"Yep. Daddy?"

"Yes?"

"Something weird happened."

"Whatcha mean little one?"

"Mommy and uncle Jeffy were close."

"Well, they are close. Jeffy's your uncle. He's mommy's bro-in-law."

"NO. They were CLOSE. Together."

"Together?" Matt was confused.

"Close together. Hugging. Noses and mouthies together."

Getting his daughter's meaning, Matt was pissed. But he put on a cheerful voice for his youngest daughter. "Really?"

"Yup."

"Okay. When mommy gives you your bath, tell her I'm coming home soon. Okay little one?"

"Yes, Daddy."

Matt made kissing sounds to Jodie. "That's my girl. I'll be back soon."

"Okay."

"Bye."

"Bye daddy." Matt hung up, and he was angry beyond words. So, she wants to be close with Jeff huh? He thought. I'll give them both something to be close for. He hopped on the next flight out to Smack Down, which was in Charlotte, North Carolina.