A/N: Well here we are with another great chapter from Isil.

Just a quick note. I was waiting for everyones chapters this time due to the nature of the dinner. Seeing as some might not jell with the timing of the what others were doing. I don't think that will be a prob in the future when everyone gets to split up.

As always thanks for reading I am sure the other writers appreacite knowing how much you all are enjoying their efforts.

Now one with the next chapter of Sail Away

Dinner was soon underway as most of the parents were able to wrangle up their children and claim them down enough to start eat

Dinner was soon underway as most of the parents were able to wrangle up their children and claim them down enough to start eating. Jeff was looking around the large dining area, lost in thought as he took in everything. A smirk appeared on his lips as Taker almost killed Adam and he found himself a little disappointed when it did not happen. He spotted the little boy and his sister from earlier at a table with their parents and a small smile tugged at his lips. He was so distracted by his gazing that he did not even realize that Matt had been talking to him until his brother elbowed him.

"Come on Jeff, at least try and pretend to listen to me when I talk to you." The annoyance was evident in his voice as he rolled his eyes at his little brother.

Jeff rubbed his now sore side before he turned to Matt with apologetic look. "Sorry Matt was just looking around. You where pretty close to owing Shannon twenty bucks, Taker almost killed Adam and Michelle five minutes ago." He glanced over at the older wrestler who was currently glaring at Glen. It did not matter how many years would pass that he had worked with him, Jeff respected him too much to call him anything but Taker. "Besides that, what were you saying before I zoned out."

"I was asking you why you think Phil is acting so strange," The annoyance was still in Matt's voice, only this time it was also due to the fact that he missed that silent confrontation. The eldest Hardy also enjoyed watching Adam suffer, he was sure the terrified look on his face was priceless. He glanced one last time at the still slightly paled Adam before he turned his curious gaze to Jeff.

"Phil?" Jeff asked, subconsciously glancing at the man in question. Sure enough Phil was looking right at him, yet when their eyes met he quickly looked away and… Was he blushing? "Weird," Jeff muttered as he studied the younger man. He was definitely blushing, and it seemed that Phil was trying his hardest not to look at him. Now that he thought about it, Phil was acting weird around him, not that he would really know. They never really hanged out much but he seemed like a nice guy, definitely more put together than Jeff.

"Tell me about it, the way he looks and stumbles around you it's almost like he is a crushing tween," Matt joked, relieved that Jeff was starting refer back to his old self. He would take the space cadet Jeff over the depressed Jeff any day.

Jeff raised an eye brow at his brother's jest. "Crush?" He took another look at Phil who was still fidgeting and avoiding his gaze. He studied Phil's face more closely; he was a handsome guy that was for sure. When he had first seen him one day at a Pay per View he knew he had a small attraction to him. Yet did Phil really swing that way? It was true he never talked much to him, but he figured something like that he would know. It definitely was not something uncommon in the locker room. Jeff himself had a few past flings with his fellow wrestlers before he left the company back in 2003, the last was in TNA with Raven when him and Beth where on a break.

A sudden wave of sadness washed over him and he struggled to keep himself afloat as his thoughts turned to Beth. You have to move on Hardy, He found himself thinking as he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He subconsciously reached into his pocket and touched the stuffed animal in it as he forced himself to return to his train of thought. The idea was interesting, Phil actually liking him; but there was no way. Phil was Straight Edge; he prided himself on being drug and alcohol free. Why on earth would he be interested in a guy that was called the locker room druggy?

"You're doing it again." Matt complained, pulling Jeff out of his musing once again.

Jeff tore his eyes from the Pepsi loving Superstar before giving his brother a weak attempt at a smile. "Sorry Matt got carried away again in the thinking department." He took a large gulp of his water, wishing that it would not only wet his dry mouth but wash down the depression that was attempting to rear its ugly head again. "I sincerely doubt that's the case, he probably just acting weird 'cause he knows I am a screw up and he doesn't want to be rude." His voice took a slightly bitter edge, not towards Phil or his brother but towards himself.

Matt placed a comforting hand on his brother's shoulder as he looked at him with compassion. "We all make mistakes Jeffro, things will get better in time, you'll see."

Jeff was going point out to his brother that he had a tendency to make them much more frequently than anyone else, but their waiter arrived and requested what they wanted to eat. All those dark thoughts made him lose his appetite, but he knew if he didn't order anything it would just worry Matt more.

After ordering a light meal and Matt asked for a large steak Shannon sneaked around behind the elder Hardy and sat in the safest place for him, as far away from Matt and next to Jeff. "So, did I miss anything interesting Ladies?"

Matt glared at him good naturally "You mean while you were hiding like a rat?"

"Hey I am not a rat!" Shannon rebuttal, but the grin on his face showed no sign of offense.

"Not really, just Adam soiling his pants when Taker gave him the death glare and almost pounced." Jeff cut in, hoping to avoid the five-year-old argument that would ensue if he did not.

Shannon raised an intrigued eyebrow at Jeff before turning to look at Adam, who was in fact still pale. "Ha, serves him right. Damn too bad Mark didn't rip him apart, could always use twenty bucks." He joked, grinning pointy at Matt from across his safe distance next to Jeff.

"Keep laughing moron, I still say Mark's going to do it with no witnesses and dump the bodies." He countered as he grabbed a roll from the breadbasket and took a large bite from it. "Oh you also missed Phil melting over Jeff," Matt teased, ignoring the death glare Jeff gave him.

Shannon's attention was instantly drawn back to Jeff as his curiosity peaked. "Really? Ha never thought Punky be into old Jeffie here." He joked, ruffling Jeff's hair and effectively messing it up.

Jeff swatted Shannon's hand away and turned his glare to the smaller man. "He doesn't Matt just being an idiot." He removed the small band holding his ponytail and ran his fingers through it in an attempt to tam the blue and purple tangles. Phil was not into him and the last thing he needed was for Shannon to think otherwise and start spreading rumors.

But Shannon's grin remained on his lips, "Sure, sure Jeff whatever you say." He ignored the frustration he saw in Jeff's face, it was refreshing to see something besides unending depression in Jeff's eyes and he was not going to mess that up. "So you invited him to go with us after dinner right?"

With the evil look in Shannon's eyes Jeff suddenly realized that maybe that was not such a good idea. "Shannon Brian Moore I swear if you do anything that you are thinking now I will throw you over board this ship, Vince's rules be damned." He threatened; he could only imagine what Shannon would do to poor Phil. He let out a sigh before putting his face in his hands; this cruise was definitely becoming much more complicated than he thought it would be.