Title: Fully Loaded, 2000.
Author: Jadedvixen. (email: penrithpanther_03@yahoo.com.au)
Author's Note: This is my first WWE fanfic - and I'm pretty proud of it! ^_^ The only thing I need to comment on is the timeline is slightly muffled.. I know Lita and Matt began "dating" early 2001. But in this fic, they were already seeing each other during the time of this match.
Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own Jeff or Lita. Vince McMahon does. If it were me, you could bet that they would be together already! Or.. I'd just take Jeff for myself. Either way - I'd be happy!
Summery: Jeff, Lita and Matt reflect on their intergender 6 man tag team match at Fully Loaded, 2000.
Rating: Mmm.. probably PG to be on the safe side. Light swearing.
TimeLine: 2000 - Fully Loaded.
Distribution: Just email me and let me know if you'd like to have it.
***
Jeff woke up alone.
He didn't know why it startled him as much as it did - it shouldn't surprise him at all. After all, he always woke up alone.
Maybe it was because his night had been riddled with dreams of her again. Visions of them together... in love...
The dreams were always so real, so vivid. Jeff would wake up and feel as though he was holding her against him tightly. But it never took him long to realise that he was all by himself... and that she was with Matt.
Turning in bed, Jeff stared at the wall. The wall that separated him, from them. He could picture them clearly in his head - lying together in their bed. They'd be holding each other, complacent smiles on their faces. Blissfully happy, they'd sleep, completely unaware of the pain Jeff was going through.
He paused, and strained to hear any noises. No, nothing. They must still be asleep. What time was it anyway? He searched for his wristwatch that he had buried underneath his pillow. Holding it up, he squinted as he tried to read the time.
5:55. Fuck, it was early. What was he doing up already? Normally Jeff loved to sleep in.
He put his head back down on the pillow, and tried to get her out of his thoughts.
What else was there to think about? His mind instantly wandered to wrestling. It was what his life had become. "Fully Loaded" had been a pretty big success, the match between Test, Albert and Trish had played out well - but he would have been happier to face either Edge and Christian or the Dudleys. Ah, well. For a change, this feud was not centred around him or Matt, but based on something happening with Li--
Damn it! No matter how hard he tried, he always ended up thinking about her again.
Frustrated, he jumped out of his bed and made his way to the bathroom. He grabbed three bottles of hair dye that were sitting on the bathroom counter. One blue, one green, and one purple. He had bought them the other day to put in his hair for the match, but Lita had said she liked the red, so he kept it in.. He gazed at his reflection in the mirror.
His long hair lay on his shoulders. It was tangled from sleep, needing brushing. He ran his fingers through it, and sighed. The bright red that coloured his hair needed to go. Not only was it beginning to fade, but it was just another painful reminder of her.
He turned on the shower, and slid out of his boxers, treading carefully under the stream of warm water. As the water hit his skin, and soaked his hair, he closed his eyes and leant against the cool tiles. Her face kept flashing in his head. Jeff shook his head violently, as if trying to rid himself of his thoughts.
It was no use. He couldn't deny it any longer.
He was in love with her.
***
Lita opened her eyes lazily as the sunlight filled the room.
Sitting up slowly in the bed, she turned to look at Matt, but all that was beside her was an empty space. Placed on top of his pillow was a note.
Frowning, she picked it up and read it.
Li,
My insomnia got the better of me, so I decided to go for a walk. Don't worry, I should be back at the hotel by about 8.
Love forever and always,
Matt.
Lita smiled, and placed the note back down onto the pillow. She glanced at the clock on the bedside table.
5:57 am. Still a couple of hours until he'd be back.
She pulled the sheets off her as she got out bed. Walking to the bathroom, Lita ran her fingers through her hair.
She was still kind of tired. Maybe she should just crawl back into bed, and sleep until Matt came back. They still had a few days to relax before they needed to travel to the next city, so sleeping in for a few hours today wouldn't be considered a crime.
Besides, sleeping was probably the only thing she was fit enough to do. Lita touched her back softly, and winced at the pain that shot through her flesh. The bruises were warm, and throbbing. The match at Fully Loaded had definitely left it's mark on her.
She stepped into the shower, letting the water run over her. She thought about what she would do while she waited for Matt to arrive back. Then she remembered that Jeff's room was right next to theirs. She decided that she'd go next door and annoy Jeff while she waited for Matt to return. It was always fun hanging out with Jeff. One of Lita's favourite pastimes was getting on his nerves. She smiled to herself as she thought about what she could do to piss him off this time.
After washing her hair, Lita turned off the water. Wrapping a towel around herself, she returned to the bedroom. She opened her suitcase, and rummaged through her clothes. Looking out the hotel balcony, Lita surveyed the weather. It was a warm, clear, sunny day. Perfect weather for her newest shirt creation, and a classic pair of black cargo's.
Smiling, she pulled the clothes out of her suitcase. Lita was especially proud of her latest piece. It was originally a plain, white shirt which was way too big for her that she had found at the local markets. She picked it up for five dollars, and when she had arrived home, went to work on it.
Now it was transformed into something completely different. The bottom had been cut into a V-shape, the sleeves had been cut off, the neckline had been cut down as well. Scrawled on the front of shirt in deep pink writing was the line, "Rehab's for quitters!".
Once she was dressed, Lita made sure she had the key card for the hotel room in her pocket. Then she made her way next door, to Jeff's room.
Author: Jadedvixen. (email: penrithpanther_03@yahoo.com.au)
Author's Note: This is my first WWE fanfic - and I'm pretty proud of it! ^_^ The only thing I need to comment on is the timeline is slightly muffled.. I know Lita and Matt began "dating" early 2001. But in this fic, they were already seeing each other during the time of this match.
Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own Jeff or Lita. Vince McMahon does. If it were me, you could bet that they would be together already! Or.. I'd just take Jeff for myself. Either way - I'd be happy!
Summery: Jeff, Lita and Matt reflect on their intergender 6 man tag team match at Fully Loaded, 2000.
Rating: Mmm.. probably PG to be on the safe side. Light swearing.
TimeLine: 2000 - Fully Loaded.
Distribution: Just email me and let me know if you'd like to have it.
***
Jeff woke up alone.
He didn't know why it startled him as much as it did - it shouldn't surprise him at all. After all, he always woke up alone.
Maybe it was because his night had been riddled with dreams of her again. Visions of them together... in love...
The dreams were always so real, so vivid. Jeff would wake up and feel as though he was holding her against him tightly. But it never took him long to realise that he was all by himself... and that she was with Matt.
Turning in bed, Jeff stared at the wall. The wall that separated him, from them. He could picture them clearly in his head - lying together in their bed. They'd be holding each other, complacent smiles on their faces. Blissfully happy, they'd sleep, completely unaware of the pain Jeff was going through.
He paused, and strained to hear any noises. No, nothing. They must still be asleep. What time was it anyway? He searched for his wristwatch that he had buried underneath his pillow. Holding it up, he squinted as he tried to read the time.
5:55. Fuck, it was early. What was he doing up already? Normally Jeff loved to sleep in.
He put his head back down on the pillow, and tried to get her out of his thoughts.
What else was there to think about? His mind instantly wandered to wrestling. It was what his life had become. "Fully Loaded" had been a pretty big success, the match between Test, Albert and Trish had played out well - but he would have been happier to face either Edge and Christian or the Dudleys. Ah, well. For a change, this feud was not centred around him or Matt, but based on something happening with Li--
Damn it! No matter how hard he tried, he always ended up thinking about her again.
Frustrated, he jumped out of his bed and made his way to the bathroom. He grabbed three bottles of hair dye that were sitting on the bathroom counter. One blue, one green, and one purple. He had bought them the other day to put in his hair for the match, but Lita had said she liked the red, so he kept it in.. He gazed at his reflection in the mirror.
His long hair lay on his shoulders. It was tangled from sleep, needing brushing. He ran his fingers through it, and sighed. The bright red that coloured his hair needed to go. Not only was it beginning to fade, but it was just another painful reminder of her.
He turned on the shower, and slid out of his boxers, treading carefully under the stream of warm water. As the water hit his skin, and soaked his hair, he closed his eyes and leant against the cool tiles. Her face kept flashing in his head. Jeff shook his head violently, as if trying to rid himself of his thoughts.
It was no use. He couldn't deny it any longer.
He was in love with her.
***
Lita opened her eyes lazily as the sunlight filled the room.
Sitting up slowly in the bed, she turned to look at Matt, but all that was beside her was an empty space. Placed on top of his pillow was a note.
Frowning, she picked it up and read it.
Li,
My insomnia got the better of me, so I decided to go for a walk. Don't worry, I should be back at the hotel by about 8.
Love forever and always,
Matt.
Lita smiled, and placed the note back down onto the pillow. She glanced at the clock on the bedside table.
5:57 am. Still a couple of hours until he'd be back.
She pulled the sheets off her as she got out bed. Walking to the bathroom, Lita ran her fingers through her hair.
She was still kind of tired. Maybe she should just crawl back into bed, and sleep until Matt came back. They still had a few days to relax before they needed to travel to the next city, so sleeping in for a few hours today wouldn't be considered a crime.
Besides, sleeping was probably the only thing she was fit enough to do. Lita touched her back softly, and winced at the pain that shot through her flesh. The bruises were warm, and throbbing. The match at Fully Loaded had definitely left it's mark on her.
She stepped into the shower, letting the water run over her. She thought about what she would do while she waited for Matt to arrive back. Then she remembered that Jeff's room was right next to theirs. She decided that she'd go next door and annoy Jeff while she waited for Matt to return. It was always fun hanging out with Jeff. One of Lita's favourite pastimes was getting on his nerves. She smiled to herself as she thought about what she could do to piss him off this time.
After washing her hair, Lita turned off the water. Wrapping a towel around herself, she returned to the bedroom. She opened her suitcase, and rummaged through her clothes. Looking out the hotel balcony, Lita surveyed the weather. It was a warm, clear, sunny day. Perfect weather for her newest shirt creation, and a classic pair of black cargo's.
Smiling, she pulled the clothes out of her suitcase. Lita was especially proud of her latest piece. It was originally a plain, white shirt which was way too big for her that she had found at the local markets. She picked it up for five dollars, and when she had arrived home, went to work on it.
Now it was transformed into something completely different. The bottom had been cut into a V-shape, the sleeves had been cut off, the neckline had been cut down as well. Scrawled on the front of shirt in deep pink writing was the line, "Rehab's for quitters!".
Once she was dressed, Lita made sure she had the key card for the hotel room in her pocket. Then she made her way next door, to Jeff's room.