The next morning I woke up as the sunlight filtered through a chink in the curtains. I groaned, I was still feeling bad today. I started to roll over when I felt someone's arms tighten gently around me. I opened my eyes sleepily only to see a very much awake and smiling Jeff. I smiled back a bit then shut my eyes again. He chuckled and kissed my forehead softly, and then got up to go take a shower. I turned over and laid on my stomach. I still couldn't believe that I had gotten sick right before my Intercontinental title match with Rob Van Dam. A few minutes later I head the water running in the bathroom and grinned. Poor Jeff had stayed with me all night to make sure I was ok and didn't let my fever get higher. Slowly I sat up and hung my feet over the side of the bed so I could get up. As I did, I could hear Matt and Storme laughing in the living room and shook my head. Those two were impossible when it came to their watching the morning cartoons on Cartoon Network.

No sooner than I got to my feet to get dressed, Jeff was in the room with his hands on his hips looking at me. I caught sight of him and blinked innocently, "What!?" He shook his head, "What do you thing you're doing up?" I ran a hand through my hair, "I am going to get dressed if you don't mind." He walked over to my closet and opened the doors then looked at me, "What clothes do you want to wear today?" I mumbled a little before I answered him, "Lace up purple leather hipster jeans, purple ruffle shirt with the black knee high heeled leather boots." He nodded as he took the stuff out of my closet and shut the doors. He carried the stuff over to me and placed them on the bed, "There, now don't over do it trying to get all dressed up. It will only make you feel worse." I nodded and he left the room, closing the door after him.

I picked up my clothes and proceeded in putting them on, finding it hard to do between coughing and sneezing my head off. It took me a whole twenty minutes just to get dressed, and then it was time for my hair. I walked into the bathroom and stuck my head under the sink. I wet my hair and then lathered it up good, then I rinsed it off. As soon as Jeff heard the water running in the bathroom he burst through the door to see me finishing up with my hair washing, "Blaze what did I tell you? You are just making it worse." I took a towel and put it over my head, then wrapped my hair up in it and turned to him, "Jeff, I'm fine, but I have to fix my hair." He shook his head, "Why don't you just have Rico fix it when we get to the arena???" I laughed and then coughed, "Well I don't like people to style my hair. They make it look bad." He threw up his hands and went back into the kitchen where Storme was fixing chocolate pancakes for breakfast.

Jeff padded into the kitchen and looked over Storme's shoulder. He reached over her and stuck his finger in the chocolate stuff. Storme caught him and smacked his hand, "Bad Jeffy. Now go to the living room and stay there until it's done!" I laughed when I heard her say that as Jeff walked into the living room. I walked from my bedroom into the kitchen, "Hey Storme, next time you might want to give him a spankin for bein a bad boy." We both giggled as Jeff sulked in his chair. I smiled and walked over to him, leaning over his right shoulder, "Awwww poor Jeffy Baby. It'll be ok, we didn't mean anything by it." He smiled and kissed my cheek, "Yeah I know, but I got to play around with you guys a little bit every now and then." I nodded and walked to the refrigerator and took out the bottle of water Jeff bought me last night. I opened it and drank some before putting it back up.

I walked back into the living room and sat down on the couch next to Matt. He looked over and smiled at me, "Hey there kiddo, how you feelin this mornin'" I smiled and shrugged a little, "I'm on I guess. Still don't feel as good as I would like to be feeling." He nodded, "I can understand that." I looked at the tv which was currently stopped on the Cartoon Network channel where he was watching Looney Toons. I giggled a little at the tv and Matt looked at me and grinned, "What?" I shook my head, "Nothing Matt." He shrugged and went back to staring at the tv screen, watching the Road Runner and Coyote. I relaxed into the couch and sighed a little, when I did I was sent into a coughing fit. Matt patted me on the back and the coughing finally subsided and I sighed, "This is so not cool.."

Storme yelled from the kitchen a few seconds later, "Guys its time to eat!!!" Matt stood up and helped me to my feet as we followed Jeff into the kitchen. Storme had the table all set so we sat down and looked at her. She smiled as she walked over and took her seat next to Matt, "Ok guys dig in!" Jeff did just that after putting a ton of whipped cream on his. Matt acted normal and put a bit of whipped cream on his then passed the can to Storme who put a bit on hers as well. She then handed the can to me and I put a small bit on mine and cut a few bites. I ate some while Jeff scarfed his down as fast as possible then went and got a cup of coffee. The rest of us shook our heads at him, but that was the way he was.

Matt and Storme finished eating and then got up and put their plates in the sink. I finished mine up a few minutes later and placed my plate in the sink to wash later. I looked around and then at the clock, "Hey guys, we had better get goin or we're gonna miss our flight to Paris France." Storme walked into the kitchen and held up her suit case, "I'm already packed sis." I shook my head as she walked out the door and down to the car to put her stuff in the trunk. Matt wasn't far behind her with his suit case. I watched them and then walked into my room where I saw Jeff packing my clothes. I leaned on the doorway and watched for a moment, "Jeff what are you doing?" He looked up at me and smiled, "I'm packing you some clothes to take with us to the show." I nodded, "Well I can do that on my own. Plus you have your own stuff to pack up." He sighed and walked to the door, he then kissed me on the cheek before heading to his room.

I walked over to the bed and looked into my suitcase. He had packed most of the stuff I needed, but I got a few more things and tossed them into the case then closed it. I picked the case up and carried it to the door where Matt took it from me and walked to the car. I shook my head as I walked down the stairs to where the car was parked. Jeff came out and shut the door then came down the stairs. He put his stuff in the trunk of Storme's car and then shut the trunk. Matt climbed into the front seat and I climbed into the back seat. Storme and Jeff got in next and Storme shut her door. She cranked up the car and sped off toward the airport.

I sat in the back and chatted with Jeff as I kept a constant supply of cough drops near me. It took us about an hour to reach the air port. When we got there we unloaded our stuff and headed toward the gates. We had just made it, the people took our things and we got on board. Jeff and I were sitting together and so were Storme and Matt. No sooner than I had sat down a guy appeared next to Jeff and looked at me, "Excuse me, but are you Blaze Hardy?" I nodded my head a bit as I looked at the guy, "Yes I am. Can I help you?" The man smiled and handed me a cd case then went back to his seat. I blinked and opened the case to see it filled with cd's of all my favorites. Jeff grinned, "Someone's got a fan club" I giggled and put the case up as our plane took off.

I sat in my seat with my laptop out. I had a lot of things to do on the computer. Jeff had fallen asleep on my shoulder after we had taken off. I looked over at Matt and Storme, who were both asleep on each other. I smiled and looked back at my computer screen as I typed in a code or to so I could check the matches for tonight. I was disappointed that Vince still hadn't put me in a match. I shut the computer down and put it away and took out my cell phone. I dialed Chris Jericho's number and waited as the phone rung. Chris normally had his phone off, and he never answered so I hung up in a huff. I turned the light down low and shut the thing on my window as I leaned on Jeff and fell asleep.

When we all woke up we were hearing the announcement that we were about to land in Paris. I yawned and stretched a little as Jeff looked at me and smiled. I smiled back as the plane landed with a bump as the wheels met the runway. I shook my head and unfastened my seat belt and popped my back a bit before standing up and getting my things from the cabinet over my head. The four of us walked off of the plane and into the airport where we were immediately surrounded my reporters who wanted to know if I was on and if we were still a team. Jeff and Matt helped Storme and me through the crowd of people and outside to where our car was waiting for us. We put our stuff in the trunk and climbed in as the driver sped away. I groaned and closed my eyes; the flashing cameras and the yelling had given me a headache major. Storme just leaned on Matt and looked at me and Jeff, "You guys know that you make a cute couple right?" Jeff and me smiled at her and nodded then Jeff spoke, "You and Matt don't look so bad together either." Storme and Matt looked at each other and blushed. Me and Jeff both caught the looks on their faces and we smiled at each other.

When our car stopped we were at the hotel. The guys helped me and Storme out and we got our things and walked into the lobby. It was a beautiful hotel, but what was even prettier was when Matt kissed Storme. Reporters had surrounded them and asked if they were a couple and Matt had said yes, and before Storme could say anything Matt kissed her. Jeff and me giggled and got our rooms set up. Storme and Matt walked over to us as we stepped onto the elevator. Matt looked over at me and smiled, "Lets all give the media something to talk about shall we?" We all grinned and Jeff and Matt kissed us. When the doors opened cameras flashed as we kissed, but we didn't care one bit. We released each other as the hotel security came up and took the reporters away. When they left we all cracked up as we walked into our rooms. Jeff and I were rooming together and so were Storme and Matt. I tossed my things on the bed and fell on it.

I must have fell asleep because I woke up to Matt and Storme telling me to get dressed so that we could go to the arena a little early. I groaned and put my ring attire on, which consisted of: black Hardy pants and shoes and a Twist Of Fate long sleeved shirt. I walked out of the room and met Jeff in the hall. He put his arm around me as the four of us walked down the stairs and out of the parking lot where two cars were. One said Storme on the side and then other said Blaze. Storme and I squealed with delight and jumped into our cars, the boys laughed and got in beside us. Storme and me looked at each other and then cranked the cars. When we did, the Hardy theme immediately started playing in my car and Party Hard started in Storme's car. We screamed again and then sped off toward the arena.

On the way there Jeff and Matt both found two cowboy hats in the cars. In mine there was a purple one and a green one. Jeff put the purple one on my head and then put the green one on his. Storme pulled up beside us wearing a pink hat and Matt had on a blue one. We smiled at each other and then sped off as the light turned green. Jeff and me were head banging to the Hardy theme while Matt and Storme were partying to Party Hard. People were just staring at us as we sped by them on the streets.

We had reached the arena in no time at all in our new cars. We parked them and got out, carrying our things into the back halls as we searched for our locker rooms. Jeff found ours and Storme found hers and Matt's. We walked into our rooms and closed the doors. I put my stuff into my locker and flopped down on the couch. Jeff put his things away and sat beside me. I smiled and leaned over to him and he kissed me softly. I kissed back a little and then leaned into him and closed my eyes for a few minutes.

In Storme and Matt's room Storme was in the bathroom putting on her ring attire. Matt was on the couch searching the tv for a good show to watch. Storme came out and sat beside him on the couch and watched him flip through the channels. He finally stopped on a channel where they were playing a Marylin Manson concert. He looked at Storme and smiled, and she smiled back at him. Anyone could plainly tell that those two were in love, but how far would our relationships go?



Please R&R if you want more chapters, and please give me some ideas cause my brilliant mind has gone to sleep for a while.