Title: The Fire in Your Eyes

Author: NeroAnne (combo of Trish/Jeff's middle names.)

Disclaimer: I wish I owned Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy and the rest of the wrestlers in this fic, unfortunately, I don't.

Setting: Back when they Hardy Boyz still had Lita, back when Jeff and Matt were just youngin's and back when people like Triple H and Undertaker ruled.

Summary: Matt Hardy loves his baby brother, Jeff. He loves him more than Jeff will ever realize…but what he doesn't know is that there are other people who love Jeff…people who love him in a very frightening way.

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Chapter 4.

A loud knocking was what Matt awoke to the next morning.

For a few seconds, he had no idea what happened, but when he tried to get up and couldn't, he suddenly remembered everything.

Jeff was snuggled deep into his chest. His eyes were closed tightly and he was shaking slightly. A few whimpers escaped his bruised lips.

Matt sighed, running his hands through Jeff's hair.

The loud knocking continued.

"Matt! Open up!"

Matt rolled his eyes. Leave it to Adam to show up this early.

"Jeff?" Matt gently rubbed his brothers back. "Hey, Jeffy…"

Jeff stirred, his eyes opening slightly. He brought a fist up to rub his eyes before looking up. "M-Matty…?"

Matt gave him a small smile, "Hey, how'd you sleep?"

Jeff gave a half-shrug. "I hurt…"

Matt clenched his teeth. 'Oh, Jeff…'

"Damn it, Matt! Open the door!"

Jeff jumped, crawling backwards until he nearly fell off the bed.

"Jeff, no, it's okay," Matt whispered, carefully pulling his brother back into his lap. "It's only Adam, just Addy."

Jeff shivered and whimpered.

"Just let me see what he wants okay? I'll be right back," Matt murmured into his brother's hair.

When he felt Jeff nod slightly, Matt lifted himself from the bed and walked over to the door.

"Finally!" Adam yelled once the door was opened. He shoved his way inside.

"No, Adam!" Matt cried.

But it was too late.

"Hm? Oh, hey, Jeffers. How's that ankle?" Adam beamed jumping onto the bed next to the terrified male.

Jeff stared in horror. His lips quivered and he closed his eyes tightly.

'His hair is too long…too blonde…just like his'

"Hey…are you okay?" Adam asked, a wary look in his eye. He reached out to Jeff.

"No! Don't touch me, leave me alone!" Jeff yelled, covering his eyes.

Adam pulled back his hand and stood, staring at Jeff with wide eyes. Running a hand through his hair, he turned to look at Matt. "W-What's wrong with him?"

Matt ignored his friend, instead choosing to kneel next to Jeff.

"Sweetie? Come on, Jeff…you know Adam…he's our friend…remember when we went swimming a couple of weeks ago? Remember how he nearly drowned because you grabbed his ankle and scared him? All the ladder matches, all the jokes? You have to remember."

Jeff sobbed silently, "I do remember…b-but his hair…it's the same as his,"

Matt narrowed his eyes, "He had hair like Adam's?" he questioned gently.

Jeff nodded, "L-long…and blonde…"

Matt felt his jaw clench.

Adam stood there, helpless, "Matt, what's going on?" he asked weakly.

Matt eased Jeff under the bed covers, helping him get comfortable, wincing when Jeff let out a pained whimper every now and then. "Hey, Jeff…I'm going to be right here, okay? I need to talk to Adam, but you need sleep…close your eyes and hold my hand…everything will be okay…"

Jeff stared at him, his green eyes filled with fear and pain, "I'm sorry, Matty…I…I didn't know what to do…I'm sorry…"

Matt grasped his brothers hand, "Shh…don't ever apologize to me…got to sleep, everything will be okay…I'll take care of you from now on…I-I promise," his voice ended in a cracked whisper.

Jeff licked his lips, "I love you, Matty…" his eyes slowly began to close.

Matt sighed, "I love you too, Jeff…" he watched as Jeff's eyes closed completely.

He waited for a couple of minutes. Making sure that Jeff was in a calm sleep before turning to a confused Adam.

"Adam…last night…I left Jeff here, all alone and completely vulnerable…where anything could happen to him…and…something did." Matt's voice shook.

Adam slowly kneeled down, sinking lower so he would be able to hear the elder Hardy. "Matt?"

"…Jeff was raped…" Matt closed his eyes, trying to fight the tears but failing. Streams of liquid began to run down his cheeks.

Adam stared at Matt in horror, "N-no…you're not serious? Y-you're trying to trick me…"

Matt swallowed a sob and glared at his best friend, "Would I lie about something like this?!" he whispered fiercely.

Adam swallowed hard and shook his head, "B-but why? Why would someone do this to him?" his eyes turned to look at Jeff, whose body was beginning to shake.

"Jeff?" Matt gently squeezed his brother's hand, "It's okay, I'm here…" Matt closed his eyes, a silent whine escaping his throat, "But I wasn't here last night, huh? I left you…I left you here…and you were hurt…I'm so sorry, Jeff…" his head lowered, Matt continued to cry.

Adam knelt, sad and confused. And terribly guilty. He had convinced Matt to come with him…he had been the one invited him…

"Adam…"

Adam slowly raised his head, looking up and meeting Matt's eyes.

"Who do we know…that has long blonde hair?"

Adam licked his lips, "A lot…of people…"

Matt glared at the floor, "Make a list…I'm going to find the one who did this to my Jeff…and when I find him…I'm going to kill him."

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Hunter's gonna die…