Disclaimer: All of the people in this story are owned by Vince McMahon and the WWF, they are not mine, except Lenae and Monica.

Chapter 2: Running Away With My Heart

Chris looked at Monica expectantly, a wry grin on his face.
"Hey, no fair, I wasn't prepared for that one!" she protested.
"There's one other important factor in this equation, Matt, alias, Spike, is also her ex - fiancee."
Monica's eyes nearly popped out of her head, "Wow, no way! you're kidding me right?"
"No, now sit back and watch, this should be interesting," Chris said calmly. Smiling politely, Chris put his finger under Monica's chin and said, "Close your mouth, it's not polite to leave it hanging open like that," he dead - panned.
"Sp, Spike, I, I mean Matt," Nora sputtered in shock as she reached out to grasp his hand. Jeff frowned, her reaction to this guy was well - sheer terror.
"If you'll excuse us a minute," Jeff managed to say politely, through clenched teeth. When they reached the hall, Jeff turned Nora to face him, "What's wrong? What did he do to you?"
"It's not what he did to me, It's what I did to him." Jeff stared at her in confusion. "I left him at the altar."
Jeff's mouth dropped open in shock. "You did what?!"
"Look you two, get back in here, this meeting is not over!" Vince demanded.
"We'll talk about this later," Jeff said, clenching his jaw firmly.
"Jeff, I didn't mean for it to come out that way, I'm sor." Nora stopped abruptly as they all re-entered the conference room.
"Now, as I was saying, "he continued, giving Nora and Jeff the evil eye, "Nora, I know that you have been accompanying Jeff to the ring for quite some time now, but I think it's time for a little change," Vince finished smugly. "Jeff, I know you and Nora are engaged, but Nora is going to break up with you and go to Spike's corner because he's soo nice. In story-line world that is," Vince added quickly.
"Wh, what!" Nora exclaimed, startled. Scowling, Jeff slouched down in his seat, repeatedly clenching and unclenching his fists in an effort to keep calm.
"This is not good," Matt whispered in Amy's ear, "neither one looked too happy when they came back in and now Vince has just managed to make things worse."
"Oh come on guys, work with me here. You're acting childish, like a kid who didn't get their favorite toy at Christmas," Vince said in exasperation.
Coldly staring at Jeff, Matt said non-chalantly, "The idea's fine with me." Jeff crossed his arms over his chest, glaring daggers at Matt Hyson.
Fearful that the guys would fight right then and there, Nora put a hand on Jeff's arm, "Vince, this meeting is adjourned right? Nora asked hopefully. Surprised at her forthrightness, Vince slowly shook his head. "Good." Quickly, Nora tugged on his arm, practically dragging him out the door.
"You were going to marry that twirp!" Jeff hissed, out of earshot of the others.
"Yes, at one time I did love him, or at least I thought I did," Nora said seriously. She took a deep breath, grabbed Jeff's hand, and lead him over to a table. "We need to talk."
"Obviously," Jeff replied sarcastically, barely keeping his temper in check.
"Matt and I became fast friends just after we graduated from high school. We just kind of fell into dating, it just seemed so natural to me - at the time.
Eventually we fell in love, or so I thought. Finally, when I was twenty - one, Matt asked me to marry him, and I accepted. On our wedding day, I discovered something very important, that I loved him but wasn't in love with him. Somewhere between dating and engagement I developed a crush on him, but I mistook that crush for love. So, as the bridesmaids were walking down the aisle, I bolted. Not the smartest or kindest decision in my life," Nora said ruefully.
"I beg to differ," Jeff said, a twinkle in his eye. Leaning forward, he brushed a stray curl out of her eyes.
"Look Nora, I'll always love you no matter what, but what about you? Are you truly in love with me, not just some crush or infatuation? On our wedding day, will you be able to walk down the aisle and say I do?" Jeff asked beseechingly.
"Jeff, I do love you, not just a brotherly love or a crush, but I'm in love with you," Nora replied her eyes sparkling. "And, I'm looking forward to the day when we exchange vows," she said, grasping his hand warmly. Jeff raked a hand through his hair and gently eased his other hand out of her grasp. Nora frowned, "What's the matter?"
Jeff stood up, "I have to step back from this okay?"
"You mean us?" Nora asked fearfully.
Jeff shook his head, "No, I just need some time to process and think about this." He gave her a small smile, "I'll be there tonight to watch you practice."
Watching him leave, Nora felt sick. *Have I lost him?!*

Bedtime:
Lost in thought, Nora climbed into bed with a sigh. Jeff had been quiet and reserved around her at practice the whole time. And when he dropped her off at her and Amy's hotel room door, he had only given her a quick peck on the cheek. "God, I really do love him. If the need arose, I would give up my own life to save his. Please help Jeff to fully trust me again. I miss him. Thanks Lord, Amen." Pulling the covers up to her chin, she fell into a deep sleep.
Jeff smiled to himself as he remembered watching her practice earlier tonight. *She was fantastic out there. Steve Blackman and Amy are teaching her some great, new moves.* He sighed as he pulled the covers up to his chin, "Okay, God, I could use some help here. This girl has got my heart and she's running away with it, but I would greatly appreciate it if she doesn't trample it into the ground. Help me to trust her completely with my heart again, Lord. Amen." Feeling a little bit better, he closed his weary eyes and went to sleep.

Early the next morning:
Jeff slowly walked down the aisle and was thrilled to see his best man and brother, Matt, standing at the head of the church, next to the pulpit.
"It's here little bro, the big moment has finally come," Matt said, smiling broadly. Jeff gave his brother a big hug, then turned to his Dad.
Gilbert Hardy gave his son a hug, as he said with tears in his eyes, "I wish your mother could be here to see this."
"She is Dad, she is," Jeff said softly. Just then everyone turned as the wedding march started. Jeff found himself staring at the vision of loveliness walking towards him. "You look beautiful Nora," Jeff breathed.
"Thanks, you don't look so bad yourself," Nora said, winking at Jeff saucily. She lifted up her full skirt to reveal her Nike running shoes.
"Nora, what are you do," he trailed off in shock as she raced down the aisle and out the church doors.