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Title: Undisputed chapter four Author: Hearts Desire Chapter Rating: PG-13 for language and slash
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Inside the bathroom, Shannon turned off the shower, pulling his drying robe around him tightly.He could hear Jeff moving around the room, trying to be quiet. He was talking to himself, a habit he had picked up when he was younger. Jeff mumbled something that Shannon couldn't make out from across the room and behind the thick wood door and Shannon could hear him start to move things around.
Shannon looked in to the cloudy mirror in front of him. He bushed some hair from his face before turning away quickly. He pulled on some fresh clothes, bundling his others into a messy ball. He held the door handle for a minute before taking a deep breath and heading out in to the main room. Like he had guessed, Jeff had set to moving the bags from one part of the room to the other, before moving them back again and again.
Shannon cleared his throat quietly just to get Jeff's attention. Jeff snapped up from moving the bags again and smiled slightly at his friend. Shannon could tell something was on Jeff's mind, but let it go.
"Ready?" Jeff asked.
"Mhmm." Shannon replied, picking up his bags, "Do you have the tickets?"
"Um .. right .. right here."
Jeff proudly held the tickets and paperwork in front of him to show that he didn't lose them. Shannon shook his head lightly, laughing at his friend. Jeff watched Shannon closely as he reached down and attempted to pick up one of his two bags. He was stiff and definatly not moving as well as he could be. He continued to try and reach for his bag, but finally gave up.
"Jeff, can you get that for me?"
Jeff bent down and picked up the bag Shannon had been reaching for. He handed it to his friend, giving him a strange look Shannon didn't pick up on. "Are you okay?"
"Huh?" Shannon asked.
"Are you okay? You're stiff or somethin."
"Yeah, I'm a bit sore. But you knoe, it comes with the territory, right?"
Jeff nodded slowly, "Right."
The two headed to the car. Jeff took the drivers seat while Shannon settled himself in shotgun.
"So, um, Matt called at the hotel."
Shannon straightened up and was quiet for a minute or so. "Um ... Really?"
"Yeah. He said something about seeing you later or something."
Shannon's eyes went wide.
"You know anything about that?" Jeff asked.
"Uh ... he probably just wants to talk or something."
"Bout what?"
"I don't know, Jeff. Probably the show or something."
"Well, what about-"
"Would you just stop it with the questions?!" Shannon snapped.
Jeff turned back to the road, shocked that his best friend had even raised his voice. He hardly ever heard Shannon yell at someone, much less at him.
"I'm sorry." Shannon sighed, "I didn't mean to yell, it's just ... "
"I know. I understand."
The two rode in silence for a couple more minutes as they headed down the interstate to the airport. They would need to drop off the rental at the car return on the lower level before their flight.
Shannon pulled his coat closer to himself and shivered, looking out the window. "Jeff can you, like, turn on the heaeter or something?"
"Shann, it's, like, 80-something degrees in here."
"I'm cold, though, Jeff. Please?"
Jeff nodded, rolling up both the windows. "Just let it sit for a minute and if you're still cold, I'll turn on the heater."
Shannon nodded as well and still pulled his coat closer to himself. Jeff glanced across the seat at Shannon, sighing when he noticed Shannon was curling more and more in to him self. He reached forwards and turned on the heater. He was hot, but Shannon looked like he was freezing. He watched Shannon shift in his seat for a few seconds before he turned back to watching the road.
The two road in quiet the rest of the twenty minute ride. When they got to the airport, Jeff took care of all the tickets and baggage and everything, while Shannon helped out when he was needed. Once everything was done, Jeff took Shannon by the arm and led him over to where they were going to have to board. They were running a little bit late, so they just had time to board before they took off.
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Jeff watched the clock in his living room. He didn't know why, it wasn't like he was Shannon's watch dog or anything. The letters flipped to ten- thirty and Jeff found himself thinking back to earlier that afternoon when he and Shannon had landed back home.
*//*
Jeff grabbed his bags from the ramp and handed Shannon's to him. Shannon had gotten in to a better mood since the car ride. He had even talked with Jeff the whole ride and laughed like nothing had happened at all.
"Man, I'm hungry!" Shannon laughed, "Mind if we get something nice and .. airporty ... before we head home?"
"Wouldn't you rather go out and have some lunch with me, Baby?"
Jeff watched Shannon stiffen with anger in his eyes. Every time Matt came around Shannon changed right in front of him. And Jeff didn't like it. Shannon turned around to face the eldest Hardy, who had obvioiusly been waiting for them the whole time.
"What do you want?" he spat.
Jeff was suprised to see that all Matt did when Shannon said this was pull the younger man in to a hug.
"Now, is that any way for Baby to speak?" Matt whispered in Shannon's ear.
Shannon struggled to get out of Matt's grip, finally shoving him away. "I said not to say that! Now, what do you want?"
"Matt, leave him alone." Jeff hissed.
Matt clicked his tounge, rolling his eyes at his brother before turning back to Shannon. "Don't you remember you said we'd meet for lunch next time we were both at home together?" he said in a tone suprisingly softfrom what he had just been using.
Shannon rolled his shoulders, but it was obvious in his eyes that he had said that. "I'm going to be busy today, Matt. Sorry."
"He's going out with me tonight. You know, celebratory on the win I got last night." Jeff said smugly.
"Oh, no. He's not going out withyou. He gave me his word that he was goint to go out with me when we were both home the same day. Remember, Shannon?"
"He's not going with you, Matt!"
"Oh yeah he is. He said so."
"Well, he's fuckin' busy tonight!"
Shannon shifted slightly, but not so the two arguing brothers could see. "He's right, Jeff. I did give him my word. I'm sorry, Jeff, but I have to go out with Matt tonight." he said softly, not able to look either brother in the eye, "I'm sorry."
Jeff was suprised to hear the overcome tone of Shannon's voice. It was like he had given up or something. Matt smirked happily at his brother. Jeff could only nod.
"Alright, then. I guess we can meet up tomorrow or something. After all, you did give him your word. Just call me later tonight or something." he said quietly.
"I'm sorry. I real-"
"Shannon, quit wasting time." Matt said, cutting Shannon off and taking by the arm, "Let me take your bags."
Shannon allowed himself to be turned around and let Matt take his bags. Matt led Shannon out of the airport as Jeff could just watch.
*//*
The clock switched to eleven and Jeff decided to get up from the couch. He gave Liger a pat on the head and went in to his bedroom, plopping on top of the covers in his bed. Where the fuck could Shannon be? Normally, he would have called at least three hours ago. But Jeff had a feeling that Matt had prevented him from doing -
Jeff was cut from his thoughts by the phone ringing. He grumbled to himself, hoping still slightly that it would be Shannon. He rolled over and tried reaching for thephone. He damned himself for buying on of the portable phones that could be knocked from his bedside table with a slight touch. Finally, he reached it, praying that he hadn't missed an important call.
"Hello?"
"Jeff? It's Shannon."
"Shannon ... What's wrong?" Jeff asked, immediatly panicking when he heard Shannon's voice. It sounded like he was scared crying.
"Could you come pick me up?"
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A/N- Stopping here. Oops, nother cliffy .. I really didn't mean to do that. I didn't even know I was leaving you guys at cliffhangers! I'm sorry, but I want to keep what happens in the story in their chapters. Sorry, again, but I'm actually doing good with updating this so it shouldn't take long for a next chapter!
We'll give you full credit and everything, like a link to your homepage or anything. If not, that's cool, too.
Thanks for all the reviews, guys, you really rock! I love logging on to see these wonderufl reviews. UPDATE JeffandShannon!
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Title: Undisputed chapter four Author: Hearts Desire Chapter Rating: PG-13 for language and slash
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Inside the bathroom, Shannon turned off the shower, pulling his drying robe around him tightly.He could hear Jeff moving around the room, trying to be quiet. He was talking to himself, a habit he had picked up when he was younger. Jeff mumbled something that Shannon couldn't make out from across the room and behind the thick wood door and Shannon could hear him start to move things around.
Shannon looked in to the cloudy mirror in front of him. He bushed some hair from his face before turning away quickly. He pulled on some fresh clothes, bundling his others into a messy ball. He held the door handle for a minute before taking a deep breath and heading out in to the main room. Like he had guessed, Jeff had set to moving the bags from one part of the room to the other, before moving them back again and again.
Shannon cleared his throat quietly just to get Jeff's attention. Jeff snapped up from moving the bags again and smiled slightly at his friend. Shannon could tell something was on Jeff's mind, but let it go.
"Ready?" Jeff asked.
"Mhmm." Shannon replied, picking up his bags, "Do you have the tickets?"
"Um .. right .. right here."
Jeff proudly held the tickets and paperwork in front of him to show that he didn't lose them. Shannon shook his head lightly, laughing at his friend. Jeff watched Shannon closely as he reached down and attempted to pick up one of his two bags. He was stiff and definatly not moving as well as he could be. He continued to try and reach for his bag, but finally gave up.
"Jeff, can you get that for me?"
Jeff bent down and picked up the bag Shannon had been reaching for. He handed it to his friend, giving him a strange look Shannon didn't pick up on. "Are you okay?"
"Huh?" Shannon asked.
"Are you okay? You're stiff or somethin."
"Yeah, I'm a bit sore. But you knoe, it comes with the territory, right?"
Jeff nodded slowly, "Right."
The two headed to the car. Jeff took the drivers seat while Shannon settled himself in shotgun.
"So, um, Matt called at the hotel."
Shannon straightened up and was quiet for a minute or so. "Um ... Really?"
"Yeah. He said something about seeing you later or something."
Shannon's eyes went wide.
"You know anything about that?" Jeff asked.
"Uh ... he probably just wants to talk or something."
"Bout what?"
"I don't know, Jeff. Probably the show or something."
"Well, what about-"
"Would you just stop it with the questions?!" Shannon snapped.
Jeff turned back to the road, shocked that his best friend had even raised his voice. He hardly ever heard Shannon yell at someone, much less at him.
"I'm sorry." Shannon sighed, "I didn't mean to yell, it's just ... "
"I know. I understand."
The two rode in silence for a couple more minutes as they headed down the interstate to the airport. They would need to drop off the rental at the car return on the lower level before their flight.
Shannon pulled his coat closer to himself and shivered, looking out the window. "Jeff can you, like, turn on the heaeter or something?"
"Shann, it's, like, 80-something degrees in here."
"I'm cold, though, Jeff. Please?"
Jeff nodded, rolling up both the windows. "Just let it sit for a minute and if you're still cold, I'll turn on the heater."
Shannon nodded as well and still pulled his coat closer to himself. Jeff glanced across the seat at Shannon, sighing when he noticed Shannon was curling more and more in to him self. He reached forwards and turned on the heater. He was hot, but Shannon looked like he was freezing. He watched Shannon shift in his seat for a few seconds before he turned back to watching the road.
The two road in quiet the rest of the twenty minute ride. When they got to the airport, Jeff took care of all the tickets and baggage and everything, while Shannon helped out when he was needed. Once everything was done, Jeff took Shannon by the arm and led him over to where they were going to have to board. They were running a little bit late, so they just had time to board before they took off.
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Jeff watched the clock in his living room. He didn't know why, it wasn't like he was Shannon's watch dog or anything. The letters flipped to ten- thirty and Jeff found himself thinking back to earlier that afternoon when he and Shannon had landed back home.
*//*
Jeff grabbed his bags from the ramp and handed Shannon's to him. Shannon had gotten in to a better mood since the car ride. He had even talked with Jeff the whole ride and laughed like nothing had happened at all.
"Man, I'm hungry!" Shannon laughed, "Mind if we get something nice and .. airporty ... before we head home?"
"Wouldn't you rather go out and have some lunch with me, Baby?"
Jeff watched Shannon stiffen with anger in his eyes. Every time Matt came around Shannon changed right in front of him. And Jeff didn't like it. Shannon turned around to face the eldest Hardy, who had obvioiusly been waiting for them the whole time.
"What do you want?" he spat.
Jeff was suprised to see that all Matt did when Shannon said this was pull the younger man in to a hug.
"Now, is that any way for Baby to speak?" Matt whispered in Shannon's ear.
Shannon struggled to get out of Matt's grip, finally shoving him away. "I said not to say that! Now, what do you want?"
"Matt, leave him alone." Jeff hissed.
Matt clicked his tounge, rolling his eyes at his brother before turning back to Shannon. "Don't you remember you said we'd meet for lunch next time we were both at home together?" he said in a tone suprisingly softfrom what he had just been using.
Shannon rolled his shoulders, but it was obvious in his eyes that he had said that. "I'm going to be busy today, Matt. Sorry."
"He's going out with me tonight. You know, celebratory on the win I got last night." Jeff said smugly.
"Oh, no. He's not going out withyou. He gave me his word that he was goint to go out with me when we were both home the same day. Remember, Shannon?"
"He's not going with you, Matt!"
"Oh yeah he is. He said so."
"Well, he's fuckin' busy tonight!"
Shannon shifted slightly, but not so the two arguing brothers could see. "He's right, Jeff. I did give him my word. I'm sorry, Jeff, but I have to go out with Matt tonight." he said softly, not able to look either brother in the eye, "I'm sorry."
Jeff was suprised to hear the overcome tone of Shannon's voice. It was like he had given up or something. Matt smirked happily at his brother. Jeff could only nod.
"Alright, then. I guess we can meet up tomorrow or something. After all, you did give him your word. Just call me later tonight or something." he said quietly.
"I'm sorry. I real-"
"Shannon, quit wasting time." Matt said, cutting Shannon off and taking by the arm, "Let me take your bags."
Shannon allowed himself to be turned around and let Matt take his bags. Matt led Shannon out of the airport as Jeff could just watch.
*//*
The clock switched to eleven and Jeff decided to get up from the couch. He gave Liger a pat on the head and went in to his bedroom, plopping on top of the covers in his bed. Where the fuck could Shannon be? Normally, he would have called at least three hours ago. But Jeff had a feeling that Matt had prevented him from doing -
Jeff was cut from his thoughts by the phone ringing. He grumbled to himself, hoping still slightly that it would be Shannon. He rolled over and tried reaching for thephone. He damned himself for buying on of the portable phones that could be knocked from his bedside table with a slight touch. Finally, he reached it, praying that he hadn't missed an important call.
"Hello?"
"Jeff? It's Shannon."
"Shannon ... What's wrong?" Jeff asked, immediatly panicking when he heard Shannon's voice. It sounded like he was scared crying.
"Could you come pick me up?"
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A/N- Stopping here. Oops, nother cliffy .. I really didn't mean to do that. I didn't even know I was leaving you guys at cliffhangers! I'm sorry, but I want to keep what happens in the story in their chapters. Sorry, again, but I'm actually doing good with updating this so it shouldn't take long for a next chapter!