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The Chemicals between Us

Jeff punched the elevator wall when he walked inside. He didn't notice the blood trickling down his knuckles. He wanted to ring Amy's neck, but he didn't want to have to explain to his daughter why Mommy was dead. He turned around and pushed the button for the sixth floor. Why was Amy being so difficult? Jeff shook his head. No more thinking about Amy, he thought, she'll only make you more pissed then you are now.

Jeff leaned back on the railing of the elevator and waited until he was at his floor. Just as he thought of that, the doors slid open and he walked out. He dug out his card key and walked to the right of the hall. He just needed some sleep. The heavy lights in the halls were blinding. It almost felt like he had died and now was heading to the light in the sky.

He made his way to his room that he shared with Matt and his baby girl. He put the card in, the same green light blinked and he opened the door slowly. In case Matt was sleeping he didn't want to cause any noise. As he closed the door, he noted the dark room in front of him. Jeff blinked his eyes before his eyes got adjusted to the darkness. He tossed the card key on the dresser and was about to head to the bed where Triixy was sleeping, when he heard his brother's voice whisper out. "You saw her, didn't you?"

"How do you know?" Jeff whispered.

"Amy called. Luckily, Tricks isn't a light sleeper and slept through it. She told me to say she's sorry for hitting you," he answered back.

"She did say anything about Triixy?" Jeff sat on his right side, only because Triixy liked to sleep on the left.

"Yeah. She said, if it isn't too much trouble. You can send her now," Matt said. "She didn't sound drunk… but was she?"

Jeff took off his shoes and tossed them aside. "She didn't look to be. So, I don't think she was."

"So, should we send her now, or wait until morning?" Matt looked over to Triixy. He knows she's dying to spend time with her mother.

"Should I wake her up though?" Jeff looked his daughter. He had no heart to wake her.

"Well, then call Amy and tell her no,"

"I don't feel like talking with her. She's in 'no reach land'." Jeff carefully laid down. He was too tired to change into something comfortable. He added, "Besides, if she wants Triixy, she better come and get her then me taking Tricks to her," Jeff closed his eyes, sleep is creeping its way in.

"True. Well, we won't call her back then. Let her wait," Matt rolled over to sleep on his side, his back was facing the other two that were sleeping away. "G'night…." And he fell right to sleep.

Triixy yawned and fisted her small hands in the air. She sat up and rubbed her sleepy eyes. She saw her Daddy sleeping beside her. Then she raised herself a little to see that her Uncle Matt was sleeping as well. She didn't want to bother them. Because she knew sleep didn't come easy.

It was Tuesday morning. Therefore, Trish was awake doing her sit ups. Triixy being only six years old, she knew her Aunts and Uncles schedules for each day.

Triixy slid out of the bed and padded her way to the bathroom. She closed the door and did her business. She washed her hands then dried them. Triixy opened the door and went to her bag that was on the floor by the hotel chair. She picked out a pink dress that had Winnie the Pooh's smiling head in the middle. She took out undies, socks and shorts to wear under the dress. She placed them on the chair and went back to the bathroom. She wanted to take a bath.

She wasn't like other children her age to have her parents do everything for her. She liked doing things for herself. Her Mommy had told her once that being 'Independent' was important for girls. They didn't always need their Daddies to help them. Even though, she knew she would always need her Daddy. She loved her Daddy.

Triixy fixed the shower so the water would come from the bottom instead of the over head. She turned on the hot water and waited until the water got a little hot before turning on the cold. Soon enough the water was at some temperature that she got out of her pajamas and got in. The baby shampoo was out and was placed by the tub, and the bottle for the bubbles was beside it. She grabbed the bubbles bottle and poured almost a quarter of the bottle in the water. She giggled and played around happily.

Matt was next to wake up. He yawned and sat up. He looked at the hotel clock and saw that it was nine in the morning. He groaned and wanted to head back to sleep. He cracked his neck and laid back down. He heard giggling coming from the bathroom. He knew Triixy was up and at it. He hoped this time she won't leave a mess like she did in the last bathroom, from the last city they were at. But he knew that was impossible because she was Jeff's daughter. Like father, like daughter, he thought.

Matt continued to lay on the bed when he heard Triixy yell out. "Daddy! Daddy!" Matt bolted up from the bed as Jeff woke up wondering what the hell was going on.

"Triixy!" Jeff ran behind Matt and saw that Triixy dropped the shampoo bottle all over the bathroom floor. Matt picked up the bottle and grabbed a little hand cloth. Jeff went over to his daughter, who was crying in the tub, with a towel. He opened the towel and held it until she came out of the tub. Jeff wrapped the towel around Triixy and let her cry. After she had calmed down, she pouted.

"I'm sorry Daddy," she sniffled. "I thought I could be like Mommy and be independent,"

"Oh, honey. Don't be sorry. Uncle Matt cleaned the floor fine. No more crying, Tricks." He hugged her to him and she sucked her thumb. "You don't have to be like Mommy and be independent. Just be my beautiful Triixy, who I know and love."

"Okay, Daddy."

Matt threw two wet hand cloths to the sink and stood up. "We can buy more shampoo, Tricks, no big deal."

Triixy nodded her head and continued sucking her thumb. Jeff got her dry and picked her up. He walked out of the bathroom with Matt following behind him. "You picked out your own clothes today, baby girl?" Jeff asked.

"Uh huh, Daddy!" She said excitedly, forgetting about the incident in the bathroom. Jeff stood her on Matt's bed and got her clothes. "Do you think you can dress yourself?"

"Yes, I can!"

Jeff laid the clothes on his bed and went to the bathroom. Matt started to pack things up on the table, his back facing Triixy's.

At least this time she didn't try to clean it up herself like last time, Jeff thought as he drained the tub. He laughed thinking about that incident that happened two weeks ago. Triixy was making the floor wetter then cleaning it with her being buck-naked and wet. She cried. And Jeff had to tell her it was OK.

"Daddy!" Triixy called out. Jeff came out of the bathroom and saw Triixy sitting on Matt's bed with Matt with her.

"Yeah, baby?"

"You can redo my hair? The colors are gone," she pouted. The well known Hardy pout.

Jeff smiled. "Sure, baby. I'll do it when we get to the next city. Now, where is your toothbrush?" He asked. Triixy grinned and shrugged her shoulders. "Now, Tricks… You didn't flush the toothbrush down the toilet again, did you?" She just smiled, showing off her teeth to her Daddy. "Oh, no… not again." He groaned.

Well… that is the end of chapter 4! So, review please… I know there isn't much of Amy and Jeff… but I'm getting there.