Jeff Hardy was backstage waiting for his husband to get back from his match that was the main event. As Jeff was relaxing on the couch, he heard someone outside the locker room and got up to go check it out. Outside in the hallway was Dean Ambrose with clear fear on his face as he was trying to get away from something that had the boy totally freaked. Looking around the hallway, Jeff couldn't figure out who or what it was when the boy turned a corner to disappear.
"I'll tell Hunter his youngest is upset." Jeff whispered as he took out his cell phone to send the quick text to his old survivor series teammate.
"Hello there." a creepy, but familiar voice greeted for Jeff to look from his phone.
Standing right there in front of Jeff was Bray Wyatt with his dark creepy smirk on his bearded face. There was always something about the Wyatt family leader that gave Jeff the creeps and he tried to hide that as a small smile came to his face.
"Hi. You're Bray Wyatt." Jeff said as he was about to close the locker room door. "Nice to meet you, but I should start getting ready to leave when my husband gets back."
"What's the rush?" Bray asked while stopping the door from closing with his hand. "I must say the power coming off of you is one very captivating."
"Excuse me?" Jeff raised an eyebrow at that a little shocked and confused.
"Bearer probably told the deadman to make sure you are always protected. He could feel the strong power just coming off you in a second of your presence."
"What are you talking about?" Jeff asked with annoyance in his tone.
"I know exactly who and what you are Jeffery Nero Hardy-Orton." Bray whispered before moving back with that smirk still on his face.
"So you have powers too is my guess."
"Yes. Though there are three more who my be equal to the power inside of you."
At hearing that from the bearded man, Jeff was a little shocked and tried to think of who the three were. He was taken from his thoughts by Bray's laugh and he saw the man was about to leave like he was on the hunt for something.
"Now I should go. There's a pup that I need to go find and catch."
Jeff tried to stop him for Wyatt to disappear around the corner to leave Jeff in the hallway nervous and worried. A hand on Jeff's back made him jump and lightning struck down to be right at his husband's feet. Though there was no anger or fear in Randy's eyes, but only concern for what could've spooked Jeff.
"What are you doing out here in the hallway?"
"I just had an interesting conversation with Bray Wyatt." Jeff informed as he went into the locker room with Randy following behind.
"Did he hurt you?" Randy asked with clear anger in his voice at the thought.
"No. He just knows of the power I have and perhaps has his own."
"Should've known." Randy mumbled.
"Also he said something about three others who have powers maybe equal to mine."
"Wyatt could just be talking nonsense. I mean the guy isn't all there baby and have you seen the way he dresses or heard him talk."
"Yeah whatever mister fashion sense. Anyway onto point, maybe I should go talk with Mark or even Glenn about this. See what they may think about what Wyatt is saying and if we should be concerned."
"Wyatt is just talking nothing Jeff." Glen said appearing about of non where in the doorway.
"Will you knock it off with that." Randy ordered clearly not happy with being scared by Glenn.
"If it worries you that much, I can see if Mark could check them out."
"He is the oldest." Jeff teased and Glenn nodded.
"We better be going Jeff." Randy tugged his husband out of the locker room.
The two walked down the hallway when they saw the once Shield minus Dean Ambrose looking around. Randy decided to was a good time to mess with the boys and went up with a suspicious look at Seth.
"I thought we told you to not hang with the likes of your once brothers."
"Screw you old man. We have more important things to worry about than you being a jackass." Seth told him as he went back to looking in empty locker rooms like Roman was.
"Why you disrespectful, little-"
"Randy." Jeff called to keep his husband calm. "I think we should be going."
An arm went around Jeff's waist as Randy breathed in Jeff's scent to help calm him down as they headed down the hallway. Though right before they could turn, Dean Ambrose came plowing through to knock both himself and Randy to the floor.
"Ambrose, get the hell off of me." Randy ordered as Jeff stood holding back a laugh.
"Dean!" Seth ran over to hug the dirty blonde along with Roman.
"We got to go now." Dean told the two older boys and they took off down the hallway.
"What has gotten into those three lately?" Randy asked as he sat up dusting himself off a little. "I mean it. Hunter and Steph better start putting them on leashes or something to keep them under control."
"Relax Randy." Jeff told his husband as he helped the taller back on his feet.
"Rollins is a disrespectful little brat." Randy mumbled to hear a small laugh come from his husband.
"Disrespectful, little brat. Now where have I heard that from before?" Jeff asked tapping his chin with a small smirk.
"Don't you dare." Randy warned.
"Oh yes. From so many about you Randal Keith Orton." Jeff said as he crossed his arms over his chest.
"Jeff."
"You used to always give people the finger if they pissed you off and did what ever you wanted to do."
"You're forgetting one thing baby." Randy whispered as he led his husband outside to the parking lot.
"What am I forgetting?" Jeff asked as they soon reached their rental car.
"That I also was disrespectful when I was thinking about having you moaning as I thrusted inside you." Randy leaned down to set a kiss on Jeff's neck. "And right now I'm starting think about that again."
Before Jeff could even stop him, Randy had opened the back door of the car to push him to lay across the seat. All Jeff got out was a shout of Randy before the taller was on top of him with the car door slammed shut.
