It had been two weeks since Jeff and I had gotten together and I felt like I was in the right place in my life. Jeff and I still haven't said we love each since the first nite and we still weren't sleeping together when we traveled. But we didn't care. We were together and that's all that mattered. Our relationship was so different from how mine and Shane's was. Jeff and I acted like we were best friends just hanging out with each other like we did in the past. We didn't really walk down the halls holding hands, or make out with each other in public, or any of that stuff. You didn't know we were dating, you would think we were just friends. We might give each other a soft kiss on the cheek or a hug, but that was it. Everyone seemed to think we were the cutest couple, and I'd have to agree with them. We had started to dye our hair the same colors and paint our nails the same colors as well. We were just very comfortable with each other and didn't feel like we needed to do any of that stuff. We knew we loved each other and that was all that mattered.

"Getting ready for the hardcore match?" Stacy asked as she walked into the locker room sounding very upset.

"Yeah, are you okay?" I asked as I pulled on my arm bands. I began to wrap my ankle as she sat down in a chair.

"No, Andrew and I just had a massive fight on the flight here. I don't think I can handle this anymore," she said breaking down into tears.

"Handle what?" I asked.

"Him looking at other girls and other girls goggling over him," she sobbed.

"Oh, wow. Is that what the fight was about?"

"Yeah, I caught him flirting with a stewardess on his way back from the bathroom."

"Wow, that's not cool. What'd he say?"

"Just that I was over exaggerating."

"I'm sure things will get better," I said trying to comfort her.

"No it won't. I just broke up with him," she cried.

"Oh Stace. You shouldn't have done that. Wow," I said.

"I know but I seriously couldn't deal with it."

"It was that bad huh?" I asked.

"Very bad. He pushed me too far this time," she replied.

"I'm sorry Stace. I really am," I said as I walked over to give her a hug.

"Case, we're up!" I heard Jay yell. I grab my Team Extreme shirt and pulled it over my head. I gave Stacy a smile and joined Jay in the hall. "So, I guess you heard about Stacy and Andrew."

"Yeah, Stacy just told me. She's so upset. What's Andrew like?" I asked.

"He's acting like it doesn't bother him," he answered.

"What an ass," I replied shaking my head as his music. "Be careful out there."

"You too kiddo," he smiled as he ran out holding up his belt. He entered the ring to a mix of boos and cheers. He handed his belt to the ref and smiled as the arena went black and a mixture of blue and silver pyro fell over the titantron. I slowly made my way towards the ring with a smile on my face as I waved to the people.

I stood in front of him as we had a little stare off before locking up. He brought me into a headlock and I pushed him into the ropes. On his return I stood my ground and hit him with a shoulder. He hit the mat and I ran back to the ropes where I bounced off. I came towards him and he picked me up into a back body drop. He quickly went for a leg drop before sliding out of the ring to grab a weapon. I rolled over and watched him crawl under the ring for something. I quickly slid out the other side and pulled out a ladder. I smiled as I slid it back into the ring. I pulled out a trash can lid and slid into the ring holding it tightly as he went to hit me with a 2x4. I ducked and nailed him in the back of the head with the lid. He fell down face first and I placed the lid on his back. I went back to my ladder and set up for Heaven's Light. Somewhere between the set up and lift off, he had rolled out of the way, leaving the lid for me to land on. My back landed on it hard and I wriggled in pain as he pulled me to my feet. He hit me with a few chops before lifting me into a suplex back down onto the lid. He went for the cover, but I wasn't done. I listened to all the people chanting my name and kicked out on two. Frustrated he went back to find something to hit me with. He came back with a chair but I was ready for him and grabbed him for a DDT. He grabbed his head and I quickly pulled him up. I whipped him into the ropes and pulled him into a head scissor take down. I ran up the post and did my version of whisper in the wind, which had more of a flip than a twist to it. I went for the cover but he kicked out. I pulled him to his feet and hit him with a German suplex followed by a snap mare. I pulled him up and whipped him into the corner. I ran at him in a spear position, but he lifted his feet just in time, causing me to ram my shoulder into the post. I stood up and he ran at me with the ladder in his hands, ramming it up against my back. I slammed back into the post and he lifted me up onto the top of it to superplex me into the mat. He tried to get the win, but just as the ref went for the 3rd count, I punched out. He argued with ref, giving me time to recover and get up. I grabbed the chair he had earlier. He turned to look at me just as I swung the chair around. It connected with his head, causing an enormously loud thud to erupt. The second I heard the thud, I knew something was wrong. I saw Jay fall to the floor, completely knocked out with blood streaming down his forehead and around his face. I dropped the chair on the mat and covered my mouth with my hands as tears began streaming down my face. I had completely broken character as I fell to my knees next to him.

"JAY!!" I screamed as I held his hand tightly. "Jay!!!"

"Case, you gotta move," Michael Chioda said as paramedics and other refs ran into the ring. The arena was filled with a deathly hush as I was pushed a side.

"Folks, this was not planned. Christian is seriously hurt," JR announced as Michael lifted to me to my feet and helped me out of the ring, allowing the paramedics to care to Jay. He wrapped his arm around my waist as he led me up the ramp. I could barely move my legs, they were weak and shook under me. I felt sick and just wanted to sit on the ramp, crying. He helped me to the back where Adam ran up to me.

"Case, what happened out there?" he asked tearfully.

"I didn't mean to," I cried as he took me into his arms and held me. He rubbed the back of my head as I cried into his chest.

"I know. But what happened?" he repeated.

"I hit him with the chair and I guess he wasn't paying attention or something and it hit him right one," I cried.

"Jesus. Are you okay?" Adam asked as he pulled away. "Did you get injured or anything.

"Just some bumps, nothing bad," I answered as he wiped my cheeks with his hand.

"It's okay, go see first aid," Adam said as the paramedics rushed by us with Jay on a stretcher.

"I wanna go to the hospital," I said.

"Just go get cleaned up and changed. Get Jeff and I'll see you there," Adam said as he rushed after Jay. I slowly walked into the Diva's locker room, into a silence that was so heavy it hurt.

"Is he okay?" Nora asked quietly.

"I don't know. He's on his way to the hospital," I replied as I grabbed some close.

"Are you okay?" Trish asked as she watched me walk by her sadly.

"Physically or emotionally?" I asked.

"Both?" she questioned.

"Kinda and no," I replied.

"Where's Case?" Jeff asked as he burst into the room.

"She's changing. She's a mess Jeff," Nora said.

"I can imagine. I'll just wait for her," he said as he sat on the bench next to my stuff. Moments later I walked out in Adam's sweatshirt and a pair of raggedy old jeans. Tears were still streaming down my face and Jeff knew immediately what I needed. He jumped up and wrapped me in his arms tightly. Just holding me, not saying a word.

"I wanna go to the hospital," I spoke many minutes later.

"I figured you would. Come on," he said as he hosted my bags on his shoulder. He wrapped his arm tightly around my waist. He threw my stuff in the rental and we drove off to the hospital. We ran into the emergency room to see Adam sitting there waiting.

"No one's come out yet," he said as I sat next to him.

"I'm sorry," I said softly. Adam instantly took my hand and shook his head.

"No, it's not your fault. It was an accident," Adam replied. "Accidents happen."

"Mr. Copeland?" a nurse asked as she walked around to face us.

"That's me. How's Jason?" he asked.

"I can't go into too many details because you're not direct family, but I can tell you that he had to have stitches, there was a little bit of loss of blood, and he's received a severe concussion. He's still unconscious. Probably will be for the rest of the nite. He might not even remember tonite," she explained.

"Is there a chance he may not remember anything?" Adam asked fearfully.

"No, I don't believe so. It was serious blow to the head, but it shouldn't cause amnesia. He'll just have trouble remember current events and things like that," she smiled.

"Can we go in and see him?" I asked.

"I'm afraid not. Not right now anyways. If you would like to stay around for a bit, then I might be able to convince the doctors to allow you in one at a time," she replied.

"Thank you," Jeff smiled as she left.

"I better go back to the hotel and call Denise. Call me if something happens. If you're gonna stay around that is," Adam said as he stood.

"Do ya wanna stay?" Jeff asked as he wrapped his arm around my shoulders.

"Yeah, I do," I replied.

"Alright. I'll see you guys later," Adam said kissing my cheek and giving Jeff's shoulder a little squeeze before leaving. I looked up at Jeff and placed a soft kiss on his lips. I smiled at him as I ran my hand down the side of his face.

"I love you," I said softly.

"I love you Casey," he smiled as he kissed me back. I snuggled into his body as his arms got tighter around me. He rested his head on my head and sighed.

"Happy birthday Jeff," I said.

"Thanks," he said with a quite chuckle.

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"So how's Jay? Adam said that you and Jeff spent the nite with him at the hospital," Trish said.

"Well, around 3 in the morning he woke up and couldn't remember anything that happened that whole day, which completely freaked him out cause he didn't understand why he was at the hospital. So we were allowed in there to talk to him and calm him down and try and explain things to him. Adam came in around 6 and we left to get some sleep at the hotel. But he's doing alright now," I explained.

"That's good. Shane wanted to speak to you when you got in," she said with a smile. I sighed as I set my gear down on the bench and went on a search for his office. The door was open so I walked in. He looked up at me over his laptop and smiled. He motioned for me to sit on the couch and followed me there.

"How are you doing Case? Any injuries?" he asked.

"Just a sore back and some bruises. Nothing I won't get over," I smiled.

"Good, how about emotionally?" he asked.

"I could be better, but knowing that Jay's up and shit makes me feel better," I said.

"Good. My father and I discussed things about what we should do about the belt since the match was cut short. So we decided that we would hand it over to you until Jay comes back and then have a rematch," Shane explained.

"Um, okay," I said in an unsure tone.

"We think that's the best idea right now," he said.

"That's fine. I guess it is the best idea," I replied as I started to get up.

"Um, ya know we don't have a match for you tonite. You can go back to the hotel and rest or whatever after we announce you as the winner," he said.

"Nah, I'll walk about with Jeff for his match against Andrew," I smiled.

"Alright. I'll see you later," Shane nodded as I walked out. I walked into the locker room and quickly changed into a pair of blue camo flares and a matching midriff muscle tee that I had cut up. I tied my black combat boots and curled my hair slightly before pulling the sides into a ponytail. I nodded at myself in the mirror and waited for Jeff to finish getting ready. The show started and Shane walked out to a tremendous pop. He stood in the middle of the ring with the hardcore belt draped over his shoulder and microphone in hand.

"Welcome to RAW everyone! I am out here tonite to deal with the hardcore belt issue. Last nite at SummerSlam there was a hardcore title match. And with every hardcore match there's the chance of something bad happening. Last nite that chance happened. Last nite, Christian and Mystic Angel battled it out. In the end Christian was laid out from a chair shot. He was knocked out and was rushed to the hospital where he later woke up, not remembering anything about the match. Now, Angel's emotions got the best of her and she broke down. We were unable to crown a champion. So, tonite, I am crowning a temporary champion. Mystic Angel could please join me in the ring?" Shane said as my music hit. Jeff and I walked down hand in hand to a pop that could have caused an earthquake. We slid into the ring and I crossed my arms as we stood in front of Shane. He smiled at me and gave Jeff and nod. "Because you were unable to pin your opponent and finish the match I'm crowning you the champion! BUT only until Christian is well and able to come back. At that time we will have a rematch for the hardcore title. Whoever wins that match because champion." Shane handed over the belt and he and Jeff raised my arms in the air. I kissed the metal on the belt and smiled as I waved it around for the audience. My music was blaring as we all walked to the back. My smile faded as I threw the belt over my shoulder and walked with Jeff to his locker room.