+Chapter 10+

Since the Night Of Champions, Jeff had been back to his old self. His life was perfect again. He was the World Heavyweight Champ and he had the girl… his girl… Hazel grasped his hand as they walked towards the entrance ramp. Jeff patted the Title as he smiled at Hazel. He felt like a child on Christmas morning.

"You know, I think Johnny deserves this chance." Hazel said to him as she adjusted her top.

"I do too…" Jeff beamed.

Hazel stood on the side of the ring watching the match. Her head turned as the action was exchanged. It resembled a tennis match. In the end, Jeff prevailed with the belt.

'We've been thru the darkest days…this fire burns always…'

Jeff looked at Hazel oddly as he motioned for her to stay outside the ring. They both glared up the ramp as Punk entered the arena. He walked to the ring and raised Jeff hand. Jeff looked at his enemy with wonder in his eyes. Before Jeff could question any further, Punk viciously attacked Jeff.

Hazel watched as Punk battered Jeff around the ring. The rage inside Punk was obvious. He wailed on Jeff repeatedly as Hazel watched, powerless to do anything. Punk threw Jeff around like a rag doll into the security walls. Finally, he walked away from Jeff's lifeless body. Hazel quickly ran to his side.

"Jeff…" she mumbled as she looked to the referee for help. He didn't respond to her voice. She felt the hair stand up on the back of her neck as she turned to come face to face with Punk. Hatred burned in his eyes as he stared at the slender brunette. Hazel continued to grasp Jeff's hand as Punk stared at her. Panic filled her body as the stare down continued. A sick smile crossed Punk's face as he grabbed Hazel's hand from Jeff's and forced her to her feet.

"You little bitch!" he screamed into her face as she tried to free herself from his grasp. "You think you can spit beer into my eyes and make me lose my title?!"

"Let me go!" she screamed as she continued to struggle against his weight.

"Let you go?" he spat into her face. "Let you go?!"

Jeff was beginning to move slowly on the mat, still unknowing of the situation. Punk smiled at Hazel as he shoved her into the steel steps before continuing his attack on Jeff. The pain of the steps knocked the wind out of Hazel as she lay on the mat holding her side as she struggled to get back to her feet. Punk tossed Jeff over the announce table and turned to face the crowd, which was booing wildly. Hazel was slowly attempting to get to her feet and a smile crossed his face once more. Hazel's eyes caught his as she rose to her feet.

"What's wrong with you?!" she screamed trying to see if Jeff was ok.

Punk laughed menacingly at her. "You care so much about your boyfriend… why don't you check on him?!" he screamed as he gripped her wrist. He forced a kiss upon her before lifting her from her feet. His hand gripped her neck as he threw her over the announce table on top of Jeff. He laughed as he walked away. As the referees pulled Hazel from on top of Jeff, Punk's voice filled the air. Hazel couldn't understand a word he said, but she knew his voice anywhere. She stood feeling light headed, holding her neck and side, as the referees helped Jeff to his feet. He weakly looked at his girlfriend as he looped his arms over two of the referees' necks. Hazel followed slowly behind Jeff as they made their way to the back.

"Hazel…" a voice called.

She weakly looked at the EMT who was waiting for her. "Take care of Jeff first… I'm fine." She tried to smile as she held her side.

Jeff was beginning to come to while the EMTs worked on him. Hazel heard Jeff screaming as he fought the medics trying to get to his feet.

"Jeff, calm down…" she said quietly as she grabbed his hand into hers. "Let them work on you…"

Jeff looked at her and saw the red marks around her neck. His eyes grew angry.

"He put his hands on you?!" he demanded already knowing the answer.

Hazel tried to offer a smile to calm him. It was no use. Jeff ran his hands over his face in frustration. John Morrison walked up behind Hazel and put his hand onto her shoulder. "Are you ok? How's Jeff?"

Morrison's touch caused her to jump, but she offered him a small smile. "I'll be ok… Jeff's going to kill him as soon as he's allowed off the gurney."

Jeff walked over towards them weakly. He placed his hand onto Hazel's lower back, making her cry out in pain as she doubled over between the two men.

"Hazel… shit I'm sorry Babe..." Jeff said sadly.

"I can't believe that shit head…" John said looking at Jeff sympathetically. "Hazel, you need to get checked out… he might have hurt you badly…"

Jeff didn't wait for a protest or consent from her before he ushered her over to the medical attention. John stood next to Jeff.

"You know I have you and Hazel's back… Punk had no right to touch her and I'll stand with you against him whenever you need me." Morrison said honestly giving Jeff a pat on the back before walking off.

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To Be Continued?