Friday finally came and the touring bus convoy of musicians were maybe an hour out of Houston now.
Logan was already dressed and ready. She had applied her war paint as it was affectionately called. Her mohawk was standing up on it's end. Jackson was a genius with such things. Logan's arms always got too tired half way through it or it'd collapse. Jackson always managed to get it solid and it never failed. She had chosen rubber latex leggings this time. They had rectangle cut outs down the outside of her thighs and a few smaller rectangle cut outs on the inner thigh, revealing that hint of pale flesh underneath. She chose her black metal short breastplate. It surrounded her neck and cam down like halter covering her chest and finished on her solar plexus. It laced up at the back to hold it in place, but just for extra support she wore a rubber latex bikini top. The breastplate was solid and would restrict any bouncing. She wore the matching wrist cuffs.
Logan studed herself in the mirror of the bus's small bathroom. She looked a strange Valkyrie ready for war. She smiled lightly and pulled on a pair of rubber latex transmuters that had the rubber cyber spikes up and down them. She rejoined the motley crew on her bus.
Jade, Ben and Jackson were all sorted out as well. They got ready before her so she could take her time before the arrival. Ben was feeling loads better and was happily sucking down a banana and berry smoothie she'd made him at lunch to get some essentials back into his body. He was still a little dead pale, but Jackson's make up tricks sorted that out. Thanks to Logan's insistence on bed rest Ben had recovered quickly. Brian had text Ben saying he'd check him over when they arrived.
At request she pirouetted on the spot and got an approving applause. She'd been dying to wear the new chest piece for ages. She even had to get it specially made and a mold made of her upper half to get the perfect fit. They passed the Welcome to Houston sign and saw out the window the city laying before them. Logan started to feel nervous. She hadn't seen Jeff since leaving Manhattan, and in conversations over the last forty eight hours they were technically and figuratively together now. Would he greet her that way? She found her long leather trench with the vampire collar that stood up to about her ears and fanned out slightly and slipped it on.
At the arena's back lot, Matt was having a hard time restraining his amusement. They'd been at arena maybe two hours. Jeff had been pacing around nervously waiting for her.
"You'll wear a track in the concrete bro" Matt said with that stupid grin.
"Fuck off Matt" Jeff replied half smirking.
Greg and Phil watched the younger man continue to fidget and pace about. They were so used to a moody brooding Jeff that they were surprised and intrigued by the effect Logan Venom seemed to have on him. And the there was no doubt the young lady was a force of nature. After the incident with Adam they were all ready to runaway to Vegas with her. Her reaction and treatment of Adam made her gold in their books. It was going to be interesting seeing Adam's response towards this, especially now that Jeff and Logan were official as it were.
John and Dave had joined them outside. They'd heard whispers and rumors of the last few days events.
"Jeff my young man" John called out and wandered over to the younger Hardy, slinging an arm around his shoulders. Jeff look at John amused. Dave leaned against the lock box stack that Matt, Phil, and Greg were sitting a top of.
"What's up John?" Jeff quizzed. John lead Jeff back towards to little group.
"Now there's a few rumors going around today."
"Oh really, what might they be then?"
"One, you went and got matching tattoos with the girl" John smirked. Jeff pulled up his shirt to reveal the still healing raven and lettering across his solar plexus. A chorus of ouch's followed. Except for Phil, who had similar positioned tattoo's and was discussing the details of such a positioned piece to Greg and Dave.
"Ok, one down. Two. You had to go and come to the lady's aid for some reason?"
Jeff smiled.
"Yeah her brother got sick after the night at Xibulba, and I just happened to be there when it happened and helped her take care of him."
A chorus of aw's followed. Jeff responded with double middle finger salutes.
"Three. You had to go fall for her and make the wild one your new girl?"
"Correct."
John laughed and shook his hand.
"Good luck on that, by the looks of it you're a doomed man." John chortled. Jeff laughed and shoved John off. He was pretty happy right about then.
"Hey I think any woman that can cut down Adam like that is like my new best friend in my books," added Dave. Dave hadn't gone to Xibulba that night, but after all the antics he had heard of, he was starting to wish he had.
At that moment, black buses started to turn into the back lot. First Sevendust, then Staind. They all glanced each other. Loud music was heard blaring from the street and Venom's two buses pulled in finally after them. The various musicians piled out the doors and started pulling up the sides of the buses compartments. Venom two emptied with Daryl, Cj, and James, Venom's primary drummer, who was the only one Jeff hadn't talked to yet. Venom one opened it's doors. Jeff started to head towards it, ignoring the chatter going on behind him. Morgan, Lajon and Aaron filed out and greeted Jeff and went to their respective band mates. Jackson popped out and greeted Jeff with hug. He could hear her yelling and laughing. Jade and Ben almost fell out of the bus and onto Jeff. He greeted the boys and was pleased to see Ben up and running around. He turned his attention back to the door and she was standing there at the top of the stairs.
"Hey you." she said coolly. Jeff reached out a hand towards her. She took it and launched herself forward forcing Jeff to react quickly and catch her. He was vaguely aware of the little audience that had gathered near the loading bay instigated by Matt and John.
"Hey beautiful." he said finally when she was in his grasp.
She touched his face and ran her hands through his half tied back blue, red and purple hair. She traced his mouth with a thumb and kissed him. Jeff tightened his arms around her, he had missed this that was for sure. He ignored the hollering in the back ground.
"Are they on one?" she asked.
"I think so. We seem to be the main attraction for this circus."
"Could be worse."
Jeff smiled and put an arm around her and they wandered back to the little group. Jeff introduced her properly to John and Dave who shared a bemused glance.
"So who tamed who here?" Dave quipped smiling.
"Oh we all know she tamed Jeff." Matt answered for them. "She'll be the one wearing the pants." He chortled.
Jeff looked his girl up and down. He studied the rubber latex pants and how she wore them.
"Yes she most certainly does" he agreed.
Jeff endured a chorus of 'whipped' and various comments. He didn't care though.
A red sports car pulled into the back lot. Adam Copeland got out and viewed the scene. He imposed himself upon the group.
"Surely you all aren't waiting for me?" he said.
"No Copeland, your ego can still be seen from five city blocks away." John quipped sarcastically.
A few giggles and snickering could be heard. Adam looked Logan up and down. She was still on the arm of Jeff Hardy. He thought the Hardy's were losers who didn't really have what it takes to hold onto women like her.
"Come on princess, ditch the zero."
Logan rolled her eyes and removed her coat. She spun on her heel and faced Adam. He half posed in front of her and reached for her arm. She knocked it back and slammed him with a killer right hook sending his feet over his head.
"Touch me and I'll break the limb that does."
Jeff slid up to her and they glared down at the fallen blonde. Jeff took her hand and led her away. John, Dave, Phil, Matt, Greg, and at least half of the members of Venom, still hadn't recovered from laughter. They were all still in tears when they followed Jeff and Logan into the backstage of the arena.
Adam sat on the ground recollecting himself. Paul, aka Triple H, arrived in the back lot. He spied the dazed younger man. He frowned curiously.
"What you doing down there Copeland?" has asked, amused by the sight of the welt starting to form under the wrestler's left eye.
"Nothing, nothing" Adam replied standing up and dusting himself off.
At that point a WWE roadie wandered past.
"He got punched by that girl from Venom." The roadie revealed as he passed Paul.
Paul couldn't help but laugh. She had to be what, barely 130 pounds, and she put Adam down? Paul's thoughts caused him to roar in laughter as he entered to the loading dock. This is one he had to tell Steph he thought to himself as he headed to his dressing room, pulling out his phone on the way.
