You Can Sleep While I Drive

By Gabs

DISCLAIMER: I own any of the characters I use in here, they all belong to themselves. This is a WWF AU song ficcy. The song 'You Can Sleep While I Drive' belongs to Melissa Etheridge and I'm totally not trying to steal it. I do use some of the lyrics as actual dialogue for Jeff towards the end.

**Come on baby let's get out of this town
I got a full tank of gas with the top rolled down
There's a chill in my bones
I don't want to be left alone
So baby you can sleep while I drive**

Jeff Hardy sat on his porch, awaiting the arrival of his girlfriend of over 2 years, Trish. As much as he loved the rest of his family, friends, and Cameron, he had to get out. Relations with Matt were strained, as his brother had never liked Trish and was not happy with how serious they had gotten recently. Their father seemed to be growing more and more distant from both of them. Jeff figured it was only him, but even his best friends Shane and Shannon were difficult to be around anymore. Only Trish made him feel comfortable and happy. He smiled happily as he saw her white Dodge Stratus coming down the street. He had something he wanted to ask her about, but no idea of how she would respond.

**I'll pack my bag and load up my guitar
In my pocket I'll carry my harp
I got some money I saved
Enough to get underway
And baby you can sleep while I drive**

"Hey hunk," Trish called teasingly as she opened her door. Jeff jumped up and held the door as she got out. They shared a quick kiss. "So what did you want to talk about?" Trish asked. Jeff could hear the anxiety in her voice. "Lets go on up to my room, babe. It's important." Trish frowned slightly, but nodded. Jeff took her hand and they went upstairs. Jeff shut his door and they sat on his bed. Trish ran a hand through her blonde hair. "Jeff, this isn't… you're not… I mean, are you…" he silenced her quickly, putting a finger to her lips. "If you're asking if I'm about to break up with you, the answer is no." She smiled and visibly relaxed.

"Ok… so what's up?" Jeff looked at his hands, trying to decide how to word it. Finally, he decided to just go for it. "I want to leave. I want to get out of this town, away from Matt and Dad and Shane and Shannon. I can't explain it, but I just can't take being in Cameron anymore. I need to leave, if only for 6 months or maybe even a year. And I want you to go with me." Trish had looked ready to cry until his last sentence, at which she seemed about to faint. "Oh, Jeff- six months is a long time! You know I love you, but still- where would we go? What would we do?" Jeff smiled lightly. "We'll go thorough Tucson up to Santa Fe, and Barbara in Nashville says we're welcome to stay. I'll buy you glasses in Texas, a hat from New Orleans. And in the mornings, you can tell me your dreams." She still looked uncertain. "You know I've seen it before, this mist that covers your eyes. You've been looking for something that's not in your life. My intentions are true. Won't you take me with you? And baby, you can sleep while I drive." Trish covered her eyes. "Jeff… I just don't know. I can see you've given it a lot of thought, but I can't give you an answer just yet. I'm sorry." Jeff nodded. "I understand. I hope you can think quick. You know I love you, but… well, I'm out of here sometime tomorrow." Trish now had tears in her eyes. Jeff reached over and wiped them away gently. "You need to decide without me hovering around, pressuring you. I love you, and I hope I'll be seeing you tomorrow." Trish nodded. "Me too," she whispered as she ran out. He stared out his window, watching as she got back into her car and drove away.

** Oh is it other arms you want to
Hold you the stranger
The lover you're free
Can't you get that with me**

The next morning, Jeff was packed. He had told his dad and his brother. Matt was mad, initially. But he soon understood his brothers reasoning and promised to look after their dad. Jeff had also told Shannon, who promised to take care of Jeff's house, and Shane, who made Jeff promise to call once a week at the least. By 5 that afternoon, he had still heard nothing from Trish. He decided to pay her a visit, but she wasn't home. He left a note instead.

** Come on baby let's get out of this town
I got a full tank of gas with the top rolled down
If you won't take me with you
I'll go before night is through
And baby you can sleep while I drive**

Reading over his note, Jeff hoped she would be there before night was through. But if not, he knew he would understand. He knew he would still love her. Getting back on his motorcycle, he headed back home one last time, expecting the worst but hoping for the best.

So, what do you guys think? Should I just leave it like that? OR should I do a sequel? I cant decide…