See what driving yourself through a table causes you? A date with the Trish herself. Man, I wish I never did that senton. And I wish I never 'saved' Trish from Big Show. I also wish that I never said yes to her about our date. Now I have Matt and Amy up my back about it. What friends they are. I'm in the middle of a crisis and their busy making fun of me. And it just so happens that Scooby doo is cool! What's wrong with that? Anyways, when is this damn date huh?

"Jeff, you okay? You seem dreamy today." Said Matt across the table. "What's wrong?

Jeff shook his head and spoke, "Nothing, just thinking about tonight."

"Your date?"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah you don't have to rub it in.," said Jeff bitterly. He rested his elbows on the kitchen table and let his hands rest on his fists. "How did I get myself into this."

"I think I can answer that one for you."

"I know how, I was talking to myself, not you."

"Geeze, I was only trying to help."

"Well apparently your not." A moment of silence filled the room, until Matt broke it. "I know why you're miserable. You like Trish so much, that you don't want to make an ass of yourself on your date. That's why your bicthen today. Right?" Jeff looked up at his brother.

"Me. Me like Trish? Are you out of your mind?" Jeff gave a little laugh, trying to sound convincing, but that did'nt work.

"No, but I think you are. You like her do you? All those times you denied it. All lies. You like her." Jeff couldn't believe what he was hearing.

"Okay! You caught me. But if word gets out, I will sure murder you. Got it?" admitted Jeff. Matt chuckled. "I can't believe it. You have a thing for Trish. Wait till Aims here about this."

Jeff stood up from his seat. "You can't tell her! This is only between you and me! We made a deal." Matt got up and leaned over the table to his bro. "Deal? We never shook hands did we?" Jeff moaned in frustration. "But, Matt, you can't!" Matt was ready to reach for the phone, but Jeff grabbed his hand.

"Matt, don't." Matt rolled his eyes. "Fine. I won't. But you have to do me a favor."

"Anything."

"Give me all the dibs on your date tonight."

"B-b-but…"

"No buts Pal." Said Matt slapping Jeff's back hard, not even acknowledging his brother's injury.

"But that's personal, right?" uttered Jeff finally.

"I think I hear Amy's phone ringing…" started Matt in a singsong voice, grabbing the phone. Jeff snatched the phone away. "Okay! I'll do it." Matt grinned. "Good. Now you should start getting ready. Don't let that back kill ya."

"I won't. You made it worsen." Said Jeff underneath his breath, as he felt that slap on his back take effect.

"Amy, I don't know what to do. I mean I never gone out in a very long time. I'm totally scared." Said Trish. Amy grinned. "Don't worry. Jeff is a nice guy."

"I know that."

"Well why are you so worried then?"

"Well…."

"If you want tips. Here's a little tip I want to share with ya. He's very sensitive about his feelings and what not. Don't break his heart. And make sure you watch his back. He can get a little grumpy at times if you touch it."

"I know that, but I sort of like him." Amy raised her eyebrows.

"Okay I really like him." Amy nodded at that approvingly.

"I give up! I'm uncontrollably in love with him. If it wasn't for that table bump, I wouldn't be here, worrying about a date!" Trish let her hand brush back her hair and she laid flat on Amy's bed. "I can't believe I'm talking like this."

God, and I thought it was only a crush. Man! Don't tell me, I have majorly real feelings for Jeff. Please don't tell me.

Trish squeezed her eyes shut and tried to find where she was at, at the moment.

I'm here at Amy's house, on her bed, and screaming my love for Jeff Hardy. Okay, this is not a dream. Why isn't it a dream?! I'm going insane!

"Trish." She heard Amy's voice faintly.

"Yes."

"Trish! Open your eyes!" said Amy a little louder, breaking into Trish's thoughts.

"What?"

Amy let out a small smirk and crossed her arms and said, "My O My. If it isn't Miss Stratus here, spilling your heart out to Mr. Xtreme himself. Don't tell me I'm dreaming. This is totally insane."

"You've read my mind." Said Trish to herself. "More like a Nightmare." She sat up on her elbows. "Any advice?"

"Good luck. Does that help?"

"Sure, but Aims." She began. "Swear not to tell?" Amy lowered her eyes for a moment and a thoughtful expression appeared on her face.

"Well?"

"Maybe…. But I was willing to tell Matt the wonderful news…."

"No way!" Cut off Trish. "Promise not to tell!"

"What do I get out of this?"

"What do you want?"

"The scoop. That's all."

"You mean the date?"

"Yeah…"

"B-b-but that's personal right?" Trish gave her Amy a questionable look. Amy reached for her cell. "I hear Matt's phone ringing…" She started.

"Alright. Fine."

"Good."

"Is he okay?" asked Rob in a concerned tone. "I mean was it that bad?"

"No, but he's not okay. He's going on a date." Said Matt. "Anyway, why you care?" It was a long pause and then Rob spoke up. "Well, it scared me too ya know. I mean, I've got to know Jeff a bit and well he seems pretty cool and watching his old matches. You know TLC's; he seems risk taking, but talented. I don't want to see this young athlete end his career like this. I mean come on; you have to agree with me on that. He needs to tone it down, just like you have."

"Well, your right about that." Agreed Matt. "And thanks for your concern, I think."

"No problem." said Rob.

"Anything else?"

"So, is Jeff having any regrets?"

"No duh, I talked him down two days ago at Smackdown. I think I got through his head real good. I forgave him."

"Oh, good. I hate to see brother relationships fall apart."

"Me too, I guess." Said Matt unsurely.

"Well, I better get going. Nice talking with ya. Tell Jeff I said hi and good luck on that date."

"I will." Matt clicked off and turned to his brother who gave him a, 'who was it?" look.

"It was…um…uh..Rob." Matt sat the phone down.

"Really? What did he want?"

"Said he was worried and sorry and…who cares, let's worry about your date." Said Matt trying to change the subject.

"What did he want?"

"Nothing, he said hi."

"Why?"

"Like I care, come on." Matt pushed his brother gently towards the steps.

"Why in the hurry." Asked said Jeff trying to get his grip on the rail. Matt stared down at his watch. "Look at the time, you are going to be late. Let's get a move on."

"Alright, alright I'm moving."

"Really? What else?"

"Matt's been having weird dreams lately. Like Nightmares and it's really bothering me. He dreams about his brother dying and stuff. He told me. Well sort of…" Amy trailed off and tried to think what Matt said in his dream. "He yelled it I guess." She shook the thought off and continued brushing through Trish's blond hair.

"Hmmmm…Must be frightful."

"Like, last night, Matt awoke and called me, thinking Jeff was dead. I told him it was all a dream, so I went over to his place and comforted him and slept over. You shoulda have heard his voice. I just knew something was wrong."

"Wow…. Too bad you guys don't live together."

"We will." Amy pulled Trish's hair in a bun and let a few of her hairs dangle on the sides of her face. "You look like a princess."

"I do? "

"Yup, Jeff will die, once he sees you."

"Now back to the scary dreams." Said Trish, who was now interested in the subject. "Does their father know about it?"

"Maybe…" Just then the doorbell ringed. "I'll be right back." Amy headed out the bedroom.

Trish stood up and headed over to the mirror. She smiled at herself. I do look like a princess. I hope Jeff would see that tonight.

She sighed wearily and plopped herself onto the bed.