Tora didn't want to go home to Undertakers hotel, where she was staying. It'd be to lonely, she'd be by herself, and that's the last thing she wanted to do this night. Jeff already knew what she was thinking, and brought her home to his hotel. Lucky for them Smackdown would be in the same arena the next night, and they wouldn't have to travel. By the time they reached the hotel, it was nearly midnight, and Tora was already reeling in the process of sleep.
Jeff and Tora walked into the hotel, Jeff slipped his coat of of her, and threw in on the bed.
"Make yourself comfortable" he said "You can have my bed tonight, I'll
sleep on the floor". Tora sat on the edge of his bed, and looked around
the room. She pulled her long hair from the elastic and let in fly down
her back.
Jeff walked by and went to switch on the TV. She reached out and took
his hand in her two, looking up at him. Startled, he looked down at her
with a question in his eyes.
She tugged his arm and brought him to sit next to her. She wrapped
her arms around him and gave him a quick hug.
"Thank you" she said, and looked into his eyes. He smiled and nodded
a welcome.
"I've got something for you" he said. And stood up, walking over to
his bag. He dug through it and pulled something from its depths. "Here"
he said, handing a silver ball chained Hardy Boyz pendant to her.
"Wow" she said, "Thanks" she smiled. The first smile to grace her lips
for a few solid hours.
"It has your name engraved in the back" he said, flipping it over in
her hands. Her eyes lit up. She'd never received a nicer gift. Jeff took
it from her hands and put it on her neck.
"There" he said. "Beautiful again! erg, not that you weren't beautiful
in the first place"
"I suppose, except for this welt" She rubbed the place where test had
hit her. And a tear ran down her face as the memory flooded back.
'No, don't" Jeff said, sitting down next to her, he wrapped his arms
around her, laying her down on the bed. With his arms around her in a warm
embraced, they lay.
"Please don't cry." he said, and there they slept.
When Tora awoke, it was nearly noon, and definitely time to head to
the arena for smackdown. Jeff was already awake and sitting at the edge
of the bed watching the news.
When she stirred, he turned to look at her. "Well, wakey wakey" he
said. She sat up and shimmied down to the end of the bed to sit next to
him. He put his arm around her and smiled. "Have a good sleep?" he asked.
She nodded and smiled.
"Smackdown?" she said. He nodded and threw her bag to her, that was
laying on the ground. They gathered up and left.
That Smackdown, they sat in the changing room, going over what to wear
when Trish walked in.
"Knocking not part of your personality anymore Trish?" Tora asked,
standing up and digging through her bag.
"Just like playing Test is now part of your personality" Trish grinned,
Jeff growled under his breath.
"Enough" he said. "Why are you here" Tora shook her head and
took her stuff to go and change. She decided to change extra slowly, so
that she didn't have to see Trash Stratus, but could hear perfectly her
degrading terms for her. Tora pulled the clothing one by one from the bench
where she placed it. Baggy black cargo pants, which she slipped on
fast so she could hear Trish over the rustling of the pants. And a skin
tight pleather tank top. Just short enough so you could she her navel,
but not low enough that you could see every inch of her chest, like Trish.
She flipped her hair out of her tank top, and un-tucked the necklace Jeff
gave her, so it was visible to all. She took her brush, and brushed her
hair, listening to Trish.
"I heard somewhere, that you liked my little kiss on Raw" Trish said
to Jeff. So self-confident it was disgusting.
"You heard wrong" Jeff said, tying his shoes. She huffed and then tried
again.
"Oh, and, Jeffy" she started, with the same egotistical spark.
"Don't call me, 'Jeffy'" he said. Standing up and pulling down his
yellow, sheer shirt.
"You and Tora have a match, tonight, against Test and I tonight." she
said, just as Tora stepped from the changing room, standing easily a foot
taller then Trish, and kind of creeping her out.
She took a step forward and her hair bounded from her shoulders to
just below her navel. Trish backed up and looked at Jeff, touching his
arm.
"May the best man win" she said, winked, and then turned and left.
"You believe that shit?" Tora said.
Once in the ring. It looked as if Tora and Jeff had Trish and Test.
Tora's rage against the slap Test had given her the night before, was surely
paying beneficial. But a slight twist of fate changed that. Big Show thundered
his way down, and took out Jeff. Leaving him dazed and confused laying
on the mat. Big Show turned around, picked up Tora and launched her nearly
clear across the ring. She landed with a jolt, and climbed her way to the
ropes, leaning there for balance. Test had since then left the ring, and
Big Show was on his way out.
Jeff climbed his way, dizzy and difficult to the corner, where he looked
at Tora for consonance. She breathed out a sigh, letting him know she's
fine, and kind of getting his spirits up again.
She leaned back to collect herself as Trish moved in for the kill. She
put her hands on Jeff's chest, sliding them up to his face. Tora realized
what was going on and immediately snapped into action, launching her arm
in between Jeff and Trish, startling Trish. She backed up and Tora put
her arm down, leaning back against the ropes. Trish dazed, but not about
to give up, tried once more. Tora again threw her arm in between Jeff and
Trish and this time faced Trish.
"You don't understand no?" she said, taking Trish's arm, and throwing
her back down on the ring.
Tora then turned to Jeff, and put her arms around him to hug him. He
squeezed her, a slight thank you.
She backed up and looked at him, sliding her hands up to his neck,
and her fingers into his hair.
She leaned in and kissed him, hardly, passionately. And Jeff returned
it, deeply, gently. Trish just looked on, perplexed.