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Jeff Hardy

None of us could believe our eyes when Phil brought in this little bird with the incredibly long beak. The poor thing was scared, hungry, and one of its legs was broken. Jim thought it was meant for food.

"Score!" he yelled.

Phil held the bird protectively. "He's not for eating!".

"Since when did you decide to care about animals?" I asked.

"Since…well…I got a little bit of intervention. Maria, you got some medical supplies in your bag. Think you can bandage this little guy up?" Phil asked, attempting to give the bird over to Maria.

"I'll try. I'm not a vet, but I'll give it a shot".

We found food thankfully in the form of dead bats. Luckily for us (and this came as a shocker) Bob and Cody hadn't killed each other. Cody was sleeping and Bob, being the faithful guardian he is, was watching over Cody like a mother bear would watch her cubs.

"How is he?" Lilian asked.

Bob shrugged. "Not sure. He's barely moved since you guys left. He's been asleep most of the time, actually. So what'd you…O-kay…what's that?" Bob asked when he saw the Kiwi.

"It's a kiwi…a type of bird. He's really hurt" Maria answered.

"Alright. So what are we doing with it?".

"We're helping it".

"How?".

"I'm gonna try to fix it up".

I noticed Phil hadn't stuck around to watch this scenario. He had instead gone to the beach to think. I followed after him, not knowing that I myself was being followed. He was just sitting there in the sand, just staring off at whatever. I made my way towards him, but didn't sit. That kid would strike out at anyone if given the chance.

"I don't bite" he said much to my surprise.

"No, but you did last time we tried to talk".

"True, but sit anyway. I think we need to talk".

I sat. "You're telling me?".

Phil rolled his eyes. "Look, I decided a little bit before I found Beaky-".

I gave him a skeptical look.

"I'm naming it, I don't care what you think. Anyway, I decided that I didn't want the world heavyweight title anymore. As long as I got friends and fans, I'm happy. I don't know what happened to me. I have no idea how I became so obnoxious".

"It was just having the most important WWE title, that's all. That was your first time holding it right?".

"Second, I think. Why?".

"You became power hungry and way too eager. It was the idea you implanted in your head that made you think you were the most powerful thing in the world when in all reality, you were still the same guy".

"Yeah, but with power…that's why I'm gonna lose on purpose at Summer Slam. I don't want this anymore".

"People are gonna want to see a fight".

Phil shrugged. "I'm not saying I'll just fall down and stay down for you, I gotta still make it look like I hate you. You know, for the fans".

"So…does this make us friends again?".

"I don't know, man. I kinda gotta do a lot of soul searching before I can try to rebuild any friendships".

"Then this is the perfect start" a female voice, Mickie's, sounded behind us.

"How much did you hear?" Phil asked.

"I heard it all. We just wanna let you know that we'll be with you the whole way. Redemption is a pretty hard thing to come by. Remember when I had that obsession with Trish? Well…it took me forever and a day to get over that and a lot of people hated me. I did what you're about to do, Phil. I searched for myself and here I am now".

Phil seemed to think for a minute. I smiled. They were definitely crushing on each other. Mickie got up and pulled Phil to his feet.

"C'mon, Glen's got the bats roasted".

I rolled my eyes as I got up. "Yeah, he'd be the one to wanna roast 'em".

We all laughed and headed back to the cave. Things were lighting up immensely. Maybe this situation was the best thing that ever happened to any of us…

A/N: Short, but sweet, I loved making this chapter. Anyway, next chapter: Robert "RVD" Szatowski's POV. Three best friends catch up on lost time. And will a certain ECW Original be back for good this time? Keep reading to find out!