Jeff helped her stand. Her ribs felt like they had collided with a boulder, and her face felt heavy. She let Jeff carry her to his car. She protested.

"I h-have to get my things from my car."

She could barely breathe, let alone talk. Jeff walked over to the only remaining car in the lot. He opened the door, and grabbed her gym bag. He loaded his own car, and helped Victoria get in. In ten minutes, they stumbled into the emergency ward at Saint Christopher's hospital. She was immediately seen, and Jeff was approached by the nurse.

"I understand that you brought her in. Are you of any relation to the patient?"

"Actually, I am her fiancée," Jeff lied.

"Well, she is suffering from four broken ribs, various bruises upon her back and face, and a fractured pelvis. She is being tended to, and we will keep her overnight for observation. You can see her in about ten minutes or so."

"Thanks."

Jeff waited, he didn't know what else to do. He called Matt and told him that he wouldn't be coming to the hotel. After another half an hour (hospital time sucks), the nurse greeted his sleeping form.

"Excuse me sir, you can see her now, but she is sleeping. I'll see that you get a comfortable chair."

Jeff followed her to the room where Victoria slept. She was bandaged everywhere. Her face was slightly swollen, and her ribs were taped, and visible under the partially opened nightgown.

She was on a respirator, and that was the only sound of the private room. Jeff sat by her bed, and waited. She was small, fragile. It was weird seeing her like this. She was always the dominant female in the federation. She was a 'Chyna' in the making. He didn't know what to say to her, He had stayed away from her, never really talked to her. He knew that all the divas had shied her away. All of the guys thought she was crazy.

He was tired, he lay his head on the edge of her bed, and drifted off to sleep. The shift in the bed jarred him awake. Victoria was awake. She looked down and Jeff, and back to her hip. She was trying to get up. He helped her into the wheelchair next to the bed, and she went into the bathroom. Five minutes later, she resurfaced.

"That was kind of hard."

Jeff went to help her but she held her hand up to protest.

"I am staying in the wheelchair, thanks anyway. Speaking of staying, why did you?"

The question caught Jeff off guard. He shifted in his now uncomfortable chair and looked at her. Why did he stay there?

"I thought you would want some company when you woke up, that's all."

"How did you get past the nurse?"

"I told her we were engaged. She didn't check though…. What happened?"

"Some guy made me get into his car. And he took me to this house. This other guy took my mother's necklace, and "Bryan" beat the crap out of me. I don't remember much after that."

"H-How did you fracture your hip?"

"He dropped me a couple of times. T-Thank you."

He looked at her; she looked better than she did yesterday. He walked over to her, got on his knees, and hugged her. She started crying.

"It's going to be fine Victoria, I promise."

"I know Jeff, but you are squeezing too hard."

He immediately let go, and the nurse walked in. She brought Victoria her release forms.

Jeff wheeled her out and into the lobby, he drove around with the car. Victoria looked at Jeff, and back to the car, she had one question,

"Can we catch the bus?"

A/N: Hey! I am going to start the recovery process soon. The mystery will be solved! And hey, next chapter is, "Victoria and Jeff's wild and wacky bus ride!" Cherries and Peaches

Jessikah a.k.a. spiceysharice02