Hero

Author: Midnite

Summary: Jeff Hardy does the right thing when he saves a young woman from being raped. Through this encounter, a friendship (or more) is forged between the two, until some secrets from the past come back to haunt them.

Disclaimer: I own no part of the WWE or anything that has to do with it. The only thing that I own in this story is Kiki and the storyline.

A/N: Ok, I hate long winded authors notes, so I won't put you through that, but I just have to make this perfectly clear that the last thing that I wrote was not a good bye speech, because my story will be around for awhile yet. I was just merely thanking the people that filled my goal. So you will be seeing this story for awhile yet, also, if anyone would like to be notified when this story is updated by e-mail, just request it in your e-mail and add you e-mail address. And if anyone is interested in contacting me about any particular thing, you can do so at midnight_tatsumaru@yahoo.ca. Peace out,

*Midnite*

Chapter 3

Matt had gone to pick Lita up from the airport later in the day. She still wasn't cleared to wrestle, but she missed everyone and wanted to visit them. They had agreed that Jeff would meet them a couple of hours after at a restaurant. Jeff was, of course, going to be bringing Kiki along with him and Matt wasn't so happy about that but he said nothing of it.

Jeff and Kiki had gotten there after Matt and Lita so a waiter showed them to their table. Lita stood up when she saw Jeff and gave him a hug.

"It's so good to see you, Jeff." She said.

"Yeah, you too." Jeff replied.

Lita looked at Kiki. "Who's this?" She asked.

"This is Kiki." Jeff said. "She's been keeping me company around here."

"Oh." Lita said. "Hi." She said to Kiki and extended her hand.

Kiki cautiously took it.

"She doesn't talk." Matt piped up. "She's only spoken to Jeff."

Kiki glared at him for a second before averting her gaze. "I don't like him." She informed Lita.

"Am I the only one that you won't talk to?" Matt asked her.

Kiki, Jeff and Lita sat down.

"Why don't you like Matt?" Lita asked her.

Kiki looked at Jeff, questioning him whether she should tell her or not about Matt's behaviour, after all, Lita was his girlfriend.

"Don't ask." Jeff told Lita, filling in the blanks without giving too much away. "It's long, complicated and Matt comes off bad in it."

"What'd you do?" Lita asked Matt.

"Listen to Jeff and don't ask." He replied.

"Actually, Lita." Jeff said, changing the subject before more questions could be asked. "I was wondering if you could take Kiki shopping? I'll pay for everything."

Lita shrugged. "Sure, but why?" She asked.

"She's coming to the show tonight." Jeff replied.

Matt sighed. "No." He said. "She isn't really, is she?"

Jeff nodded. "Yeah, I invited her along."

"Damn it." Matt muttered.

***

Lita and Kiki were supposed to meet the guys at the hotel, they had gone shopping right after they had finished eating. Lita had been extremely helpful to Kiki and therefore, Kiki had decided that she liked her, even though she was going out with Matt, but Kiki knew from experience that everyone makes mistakes, but hers were worse more dire then just going out with the wrong guy.

Kiki shook her head to stop the memories and fears from returning.

Lita noticed this. "What's wrong?" She asked.

"Nothing." Kiki replied. "Just really bad memories returning."

"Yeah." Lita said. "I think everybody gets those. I can still remember when I hurt my neck, it was like everything was playing out in slow motion."

Kiki nodded and looked out the window of the limo they were in that was headed back to the hotel. She sighed, it was just a matter of time before…

"Where are you from?" Lita asked, interrupting her thoughts. "Around here?"

She looked back at Lita and nodded. "That's right, Texas born and bred."

"You don't have the Texas accent though." Lita commented. "Your parents were from another state, right?"

Again Kiki nodded. "One was from Florida, the other was from Connecticut. They had a lot of money."

"Do you mind if I ask what happened to them?" Lita said.

"My father abandoned my mother and took all the money, leaving her and I broke." Kiki replied. "But my mother was killed, murdered. The police have yet to find the killer." She said sadly.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Lita said.

"It's ok." Kiki replied. "I truthfully don't mind."

***

Kiki was having a good time backstage at the arena, It was like a brotherhood, or in some cases, a sisterhood, most everyone was friends backstage, contrary to their on-screen personas. There was almost a buzz going through the arena that night, for there was a rumour circulating that Scott Hall was also in town and might be dropping by for a visit, he had left a couple of months ago because he had wanted to spend more time with his children, this time around, he didn't get fired. Scott was a good guy though, and easy to get along with and a lot of the wrestlers, when they would be talking to him and Kevin Nash, his fellow outsider, they would just be sitting there laughing most of the time.

Most of the performers were in the cafeteria, sitting at tables and talking.

Chris Jericho, who wasn't as unbearable backstage as he was on stage, came up to the four of them and sat down at the table they were at.

"Hey." Chris said. "You heard the Scott rumour, right?" He asked.

Jeff nodded. "Yeah."

"Well, Hunter just got off the phone with him." Chris stated. "He's on his way."

"Cool." Jeff said. "I haven't seen him since he left."

Jeff, Matt, Lita and Kiki left the cafeteria a half hour later to go to the Hardy Boys locker room. They walked out and almost ran into Scott Hall arriving.

"Hey yo." Scott said "Watch where you're going."

"You showed." Jeff said. "People were starting to doubt it."

"I said I would be here, so I came." Scott replied. "I've been watching the WWE and you've gotten a lot better, kid."

"Thanks." Jeff said. He had actually had his debut match in the WWE against Razor Ramon, Scott's first persona in the WWE.

***

Kiki was having a dream that night, a very uneasy one that she had been having frequently.

She was running down the street as fast as she could, her feet pounding against the pavement and her heart racing. Her ears were burning from the sound of the siren and she was momentarily blinded when the red and blue lights flashed off a window and hit her in the eyes, but she still kept running, she ran with fright and with fury, she ran for all she was worth, until she reached a chain link fence at the end of an alley, if she could get over this, she would be alright. Her first attempt at climbing failed, the blood on her hands was slippery, the car caught up to her and trapped her in its headlights. She tried to climb once more and made it to the top, she jumped down and started running again.