Adam whistled under his breath as he carried his bags into the arena. The things Matt had said had been weighing heavily on his mind but now he was just trying to do his best to push them away. This tour was finally ending and that meant he could go home and have a few days to spend with Jeff. That excited him in more ways than anyone else could rightfully understand. He hadn't just been missing Jeff; he had been going through Jeff withdrawal, which to him was the worst kind of withdrawal ever. It was worse than usual this time and he really could not wait for it to come to an end.

"Yo! Copeland!"

Adam looked over at Randy, who was standing over against the wall with Cena, Morrison and Mike. "What?"

"You coming out with us later?" It was the last night of the tour and of course everyone was looking to go out and party.

"If I feel like it." Adam wasn't actually planning on going out at all; unless he was in a certain mood or it was a special occasion, he didn't really actively go out the way he used to when he was younger. His party days were behind him, although he couldn't just tell this group that. That would just make them determined to get him out even if it was against his will and that wasn't shit he felt like dealing with at the moment. "I'm going to wait until after the show to decide."

Randy and Cena nodded, both accepting that answer. Morrison nodded too but he was clearly plotting to get him out even if he tried to say no later. And Mike…well Mike had another idea on his mind.

"I can help plan your bachelor party, right?"

Adam blinked, a little taken aback by that request considering that he and Mike weren't that close. "Why do you want to plan my bachelor party?"

"Because nobody lets me plan anything. Like I tried to plan Mor's birthday party but he said no-"

"Because you SUCK at planning things," Mor reminded him. "Need I remind you what happened when I let you plan our New Years Eve bash?"

"It wasn't that bad!" Mike said defensively. "And shut up! I don't need you poisoning Adam against me!"

Adam shook his head, not caring to get dragged into the middle of this argument. Morrison and Mike could go for hours, especially when they had someone that they could try to pull in the middle and make take sides. "You gotta talk to Jay. He's the one planning the party."

"Where is he?" Mike asked.

"Fuck if I know. I'm not his mother." Adam adjusted his grip on his bag and walked off, leaving Mike and Mor to fight some more. Randy and Cena could deal with those two idiots. He on the other hand, had much more important things to do.

Like NOT listening to them be idiots.

On the way to his locker room he saw Matt talking with Evan, Eve and Chavo. He had been wanting to confront Matt about the things he had overheard him saying but so far he had restrained himself from doing so. He wasn't even sure how he could go about it and not have it turn into a fight. He wasn't even sure if he should tell Jeff about what he had overheard. If he told him then that would surely lead to a fight between Jeff and Matt and he didn't want that. Matt and Jeff's fights had the tendency to get ugly and he didn't want to cause one unless there was no other choice in the matter.

But does this qualify as that? he asked himself as he went into his locker room and put his stuff on the floor before sitting down on the bench. He knew that Jeff thought Matt wasn't okay with their relationship because there was a vendetta against Adam. It would be good for him to know that that wasn't the case. But then again, it wouldn't be good for him to know that Matt doubted their lasting power…ugh this was so fucking frustrating.

"Adam!"

"Holy fuck!" Adam exclaimed as his locker room door opened with a loud bang. He looked up at Jay and shook his head. "Don't do that you ass!"

"Sorry." Jay didn't sound sorry of all of course. He actually was pretty pleased with himself for scaring the fuck out of Adam.

Adam shook his head, knowing damn well that Jay was proud of himself now. "I'm going to get you for that," he vowed. "You just wait."

Jay snorted. "Oh yeah, I'm real scared." He set his own bag down and sat down next to Adam. "Excited about going back home?"

"Is Sheamus's ass paper white?"

"…Dude, that's not cool. You can't say shit like that. It's too fucking disturbing."

Adam smirked and opened his bag so he could start getting his ring gear out of it. "Aw, are you too big of a baby to handle it?" He laughed at the look Jay gave him in return. "Love you Jay Jay."

"Go fuck a duck Adam." Jay suddenly snorted. "Oh wait, you do. His name is Je-OWWW! Bastard!" Adam had just kicked him in the leg really hard. "What was that for?"

"You were calling my Jeff a duck," Adam replied. "Jeff is not a duck. Cody's the duck, remember?"

"Oh right. Well then what the hell is Jeff?"

"He's my Jeffykins and I love him forever and ever." Adam got his ring gear out and stood up so he could change. He didn't even bother to make Jay look away or go do it behind something that could shield him. Jay was his best friend and after this long of knowing each other, this was just one of the things they felt completely comfortable doing in front of the other one. "Now speaking of Jeff, I uh…I overhead your conversation with Matt about why he's got such a bug up his ass about us."

Jay raised his eyebrows. He wasn't exactly surprised to hear that, given that Adam had a history of dropping eaves. "Oh yeah? Have you told him that?"

Adam shook his head. "I'm not sure if that's a good idea. I mean, what if that starts a fight? I fight with Matt and then if Jeff finds out he'll get upset because he hates it when we fight."

"True."

"And I can't just tell Jeff what Matt said because that will make them fight and that's never a good thing."

Jay nodded. He had witnessed his share of Hardy fights and knew how ugly they could get when they spiraled past a certain point.

"So what the hell do I do?" Adam asked as he finished changing. "You got any ideas because I've been thinking about this a lot and it's just hurting my brain."

"Well that's your problem right there," Jay said, opening his own bag so he could change as well. "Your pretty little brain got fried-"

"Jay! I'm being serious!"

"And I'm not?" Jay sighed at the glare Adam gave him for that comment. "Kidding…no but really, I think you have been over thinking this a bit." He stripped off his shirt and stuck it in his bag before pulling out his tights. "You don't really need to do anything here. Matt is just being Matt and he's always going to be the way he is."

"An overprotective big brother that sometimes suffers from feelings of persecution and visions of grander?" Adam was half kidding with that statement.

"Exactly," Jay said with a laugh. "So just ignore him and keep doing your thing with Jeff. Prove him wrong without making it totally obvious like you've done in the past."

Adam pouted his lips at that statement. "When have I ever made things totally obvious?"

"Oh let's think…there was that time Matt accused you of being a horndog and you went out of your way to be loud and obnoxious about the fact that you "weren't" having sex when we all knew you two were still humping each other like bunnies. Then there was that time we were trying to throw Randy a surprise party and you totally gave away the surprise aspect-"

"That wasn't my fault!" Adam immediately claimed. "We've been over that already. He pulled a Jedi mind trick on me and I wasn't able to defend myself properly."

"Yeah yeah yeah…" Jay hadn't bought that one at the time and he still didn't buy it now. "Whatever. Point is, just fucking act natural. You love Jeff, he loves you, you're getting married, I'm planning the most awesome bachelor party ever-life is fucking sweet right now. Don't let Matt get you down. Okay?"

Adam nodded, feeling a hell of a lot better now. Jay always seemed to have that effect on him and it really was much appreciated at the moment. "Thanks man."

"Any time." Jay held out his hand and they high fived. "Now let's get this show over with. Maryse and I are tormenting Ted tonight and I'm not missing that shit for anything."