Chapter 13:
*Knock Knock*
Jean knocked nervously on Mr. McMahon's door, and then opened it after the command to enter. "Hi," she said nervously.
"Hi Jean," Vince said, smiling at her as he looked up from his paperwork. "How are you doing?"
"I'm fine. I feel a lot better now than I did a few weeks ago," she replied honestly.
"That's good! I'm glad that you waited until you felt a hundred percent to debut on the show. Did you sign your contract?"
"Yes," she said, handing it to him. "Did you decide who you're going to put me with?"
"Yes," he told her, sorting through the papers on his desk. "I'm putting you with Evolution, and you're going to begin an on-screen relationship with Randy Orton eventually."
"Oh," Jean said quietly. *Dammit. So much for getting to work with Rene* she thought sadly.
Vince looked at her and raised an eyebrow. "Do you have a problem with Evolution?"
"Oh, no of course not!" Jean assured him. "I was just kind of hoping to be placed with La Resistance."
"Ah," Vince said. "Well, I'm not saying that you're going to be put with Evolution indefinitely. Their storyline is just rather boring right now, so we're trying to spice it up a little, and we thought that putting you there would be the best move right now. Your role for tonight is in the script," he told her as he handed it to her. "Go ahead and go back to Jeff and Matt's dressing room to memorize it, and a stagehand will come knock on the door and inform you when it's time for you to go to the gorilla."
"The gorilla?" Jean asked, completely confused.
Vince laughed. "I keep forgetting that you don't know all the terms. Going to the gorilla is when you need to show up at the curtains to make your appearance on the ramp or in the ring."
"Oh, okay," Jean nodded. "Bye," she said as she walked out of the door, reading the script. *Oh yay. I get to interfere in the match tonight between Jeff and Randy. I'm sure that's going to go over well...* She quietly made her way back to the Hardy Boyz locker room and sat down on the couch, still reading the script.
"Hey sweetie," Amy said as she walked in, closely followed by Matt and Jeff. "Oh, is that the script for tonight?" she asked as she noticed what Jean was reading.
"Yeah," she said. "I get to interfere in Jeff's match tonight against Randy. You're walking down with him, and then about ten minutes into the match, he's going to be climbing up the turnbuckle to do a Swanton bomb on Randy and I'm going to run down the ramp and give you a big hug, and then Jeff's going to be distracted and Randy will pull him off the turnbuckle. They'll keep fighting for another five minutes or so, and then Randy's supposed to Irish Whip him into the ropes, and I'm supposed to hold him there for Randy to dropkick him over the ropes. After that, you're supposed to come after me, and Randy's going to pull me into the ring, and keep me behind him and RKO you and you stay down, and then he throws Jeff back into the ring and pins him for the win. Then I'm supposed to walk up the ramp with him, and they'll hand him a mike at the top of the ramp, and he'll announce me as Evolution's newest member."
Amy nodded slowly. "Wonderful. So they'll be setting up a feud between us and Evolution."
"Yup," Jean said. "It should be interesting."
Jeff shrugged. "I can handle Randy Orton, but so help me God if he lays so much as a finger on Jean...shit's going to hit the fan!"
"He'll have no clue what hit him," Matt agreed.
"Oh my God you guys," Amy said, rolling her eyes. "It's an on-screen relationship, not a real one. And you know as well as I do that Randy won't hit her unless it's in the script, and even then he'll be as careful as he can be with it."
"Thank you!" Jean exclaimed gratefully. "I'm a big girl you guys, and I think I can handle an on-screen relationship. Besides, I'd think you'd be more interested in knowing how my conversation with Rene went."
"Spill!" Amy said, staring her down.
Jean laughed at the redhead's enthusiasm. "I have a date with him tonight after the show. We're going to go out and get something to eat."
"Awesome!" Amy cheered. "I'm happy for you sweetie because he really, really likes you! He kept asking about you the whole time that you were in Cameron with Jeff. It was utterly adorable. He's actually a sweet guy when you get him alone."
"Oh trust me, I know this," Jean agreed. "He helped me out a lot that day when he brought me to Vince's office. I never would have found it on my own." Her eyes softened and she smiled as she remembered that day.
"Ookay, don't do that on me," Jeff complained. "I have to put up with enough lovey-dovey crap from Amy & Matt. I refuse to put up with it from you!" He abruptly tackled her to the floor and started tickling her.
"HEY!" Jean exclaimed, shocked when she was suddenly bounced to the floor underneath her cousin. "That's...so...uncool!" she gasped out.
"Haha," Jeff laughed evilly as he and Jean rolled around on the floor of the locker room as she tried to get away from him.
*Knock Knock*
"Hey, one of you get that!" Jeff called over his shoulder to Matt and Amy. When there was no response he glanced over his shoulder to find the two of them making out on the couch. "Dammit," Jeff whined as he let go of Jean to go answer the door.
"Hi," the other person said quietly. "Can I talk to you for a minute?"
"I...uhh...well, um," Jeff stuttered. "I have a match in like fifteen minutes so I can't really talk right now."
"Oh, okay," the female voice said and the sadness was apparent in her voice. "Well, what about later?"
"I don't know," Jeff said honestly. "I'm not sure if I could handle it."
"Oh," she said unhappily. "Well, if you change your mind you know where to find me."
"Yeah," Jeff said and closed the door as the woman left.
"Who is it?" Jean asked curiously since Jeff hadn't opened the door wide enough for them to see who it was.
"Don't worry about it," Jeff said quietly as he moved over to sit in the chair to the left of the couch.
Jean raised an eyebrow at him. "Don't try to pull that shit on me Jeffrey Nero Hardy. Don't forget who you're talking to here."
"It's none of your business!" he snapped at her.
"Jeff!" Amy exclaimed, shocked at his sudden display of anger. *Jeff was supposed to be the cool, calm, and collected one of the group. Who the hell was that and what did she do to him?* Amy thought angrily. *When I get my hands on her, whoever she is...*
"Shit, I'm sorry Jean," Jeff apologized as he realized what he'd done. "I...it's just a really long story that I don't feel like getting into right now. I'm not really over the situation and I don't want to talk about it yet."
"That's fine hun," Jean said, leaning down to hug him. "I forgive you sweetie. Just remember that if you feel like talking about it, I'm always here to listen to you."
"I know," Jeff said, hugging her back.
*Knock Knock*
Everyone turned to stare at the door, and then Amy got up and quickly went towards it before anyone else could. "What do you want?" she asked impatiently without looking to see who it was.
"Um, hi," a male voice said. "I actually wanted to be introduced to Jean before the match."
"Oh, sorry Randy," Amy quickly apologized. "I thought you were someone else."
"Okay good," he said gratefully. "You scared me for a minute because I didn't know what I'd done to piss you off."
"Oh no, definitely not," Amy reassured him. "Come on in," she said, moving out of the way. "Randy, this is Jean Hardy, and Jean this is Randy Orton."
"Hi," Jean said happily, smiling up at him.
"Hey," Randy said, smiling at her. *Holy shit. She is SO not what I expected. She's freaking cute as hell! I wonder how old she is and if she's got a boyfriend...* "Welcome to the WWE," he joked. "So did you read the script?"
"Yup, Vince gave it to me about twenty minutes ago," she replied.
"So do you think that you can deal with all of it?" he asked.
"As long as you can bend down when I have to kiss you we'll be good," she joked. "I'd have to go steal the ladder otherwise because there's no way in hell I'd be able to do it just standing."
Everyone cracked up laughing at that remark.
"I think I can do that to help you out," Randy said and winked at her.
"We'll be just fine then," Jean said happily.
"Alright then," Randy said finally, glancing at his watch. "I'm gonna go get ready for the match now, and I'll see you down there!"
"Okie doke," she said cheerfully and waved goodbye as Randy exited the locker room. Jean quickly went through her bag and grabbed the outfit that she'd brought to wear to the ring and made her way into the bathroom to change quickly.
"Okay, and what makes you think that I'm going to let you leave this room in that?" Jeff asked in his father voice, putting his hands on his hips.
"Because you don't have a choice since you have to leave now," Jean grinned.
"Oh you so suck," Jeff said as the stagehand knocked on the door to let them know that they had five minutes to get to the gorilla.
"I know."
"Could you at least put on a different..."
"No!"
"But..."
"I said no!"
"Damn it."
"Exactly. Now go!"
"Fine then. Be that way!"
"I will!"
"Jeff, just give it up!" Amy said, rolling her eyes. "Let's go!"
"Okay, okay, fine!" Jeff pouted all the way out the door. He turned around before closing it and said, "This isn't over!"
"Yes, it is," Jean assured him, tossing her hair and sticking her tongue out at him.
"That's what you think," Matt said as Jeff closed the door and walked out.
Jean looked at him steadily. "You do not have a chance in hell of changing my mind about this Matthew. This is what I'm wearing. Period."
"Okay," Matt said, conceding defeat. "But only because I love you little one."
"I know," Jean said happily with a big smile. She settled down into a chair & turned the TV on to watch the show.
Jean knocked nervously on Mr. McMahon's door, and then opened it after the command to enter. "Hi," she said nervously.
"Hi Jean," Vince said, smiling at her as he looked up from his paperwork. "How are you doing?"
"I'm fine. I feel a lot better now than I did a few weeks ago," she replied honestly.
"That's good! I'm glad that you waited until you felt a hundred percent to debut on the show. Did you sign your contract?"
"Yes," she said, handing it to him. "Did you decide who you're going to put me with?"
"Yes," he told her, sorting through the papers on his desk. "I'm putting you with Evolution, and you're going to begin an on-screen relationship with Randy Orton eventually."
"Oh," Jean said quietly. *Dammit. So much for getting to work with Rene* she thought sadly.
Vince looked at her and raised an eyebrow. "Do you have a problem with Evolution?"
"Oh, no of course not!" Jean assured him. "I was just kind of hoping to be placed with La Resistance."
"Ah," Vince said. "Well, I'm not saying that you're going to be put with Evolution indefinitely. Their storyline is just rather boring right now, so we're trying to spice it up a little, and we thought that putting you there would be the best move right now. Your role for tonight is in the script," he told her as he handed it to her. "Go ahead and go back to Jeff and Matt's dressing room to memorize it, and a stagehand will come knock on the door and inform you when it's time for you to go to the gorilla."
"The gorilla?" Jean asked, completely confused.
Vince laughed. "I keep forgetting that you don't know all the terms. Going to the gorilla is when you need to show up at the curtains to make your appearance on the ramp or in the ring."
"Oh, okay," Jean nodded. "Bye," she said as she walked out of the door, reading the script. *Oh yay. I get to interfere in the match tonight between Jeff and Randy. I'm sure that's going to go over well...* She quietly made her way back to the Hardy Boyz locker room and sat down on the couch, still reading the script.
"Hey sweetie," Amy said as she walked in, closely followed by Matt and Jeff. "Oh, is that the script for tonight?" she asked as she noticed what Jean was reading.
"Yeah," she said. "I get to interfere in Jeff's match tonight against Randy. You're walking down with him, and then about ten minutes into the match, he's going to be climbing up the turnbuckle to do a Swanton bomb on Randy and I'm going to run down the ramp and give you a big hug, and then Jeff's going to be distracted and Randy will pull him off the turnbuckle. They'll keep fighting for another five minutes or so, and then Randy's supposed to Irish Whip him into the ropes, and I'm supposed to hold him there for Randy to dropkick him over the ropes. After that, you're supposed to come after me, and Randy's going to pull me into the ring, and keep me behind him and RKO you and you stay down, and then he throws Jeff back into the ring and pins him for the win. Then I'm supposed to walk up the ramp with him, and they'll hand him a mike at the top of the ramp, and he'll announce me as Evolution's newest member."
Amy nodded slowly. "Wonderful. So they'll be setting up a feud between us and Evolution."
"Yup," Jean said. "It should be interesting."
Jeff shrugged. "I can handle Randy Orton, but so help me God if he lays so much as a finger on Jean...shit's going to hit the fan!"
"He'll have no clue what hit him," Matt agreed.
"Oh my God you guys," Amy said, rolling her eyes. "It's an on-screen relationship, not a real one. And you know as well as I do that Randy won't hit her unless it's in the script, and even then he'll be as careful as he can be with it."
"Thank you!" Jean exclaimed gratefully. "I'm a big girl you guys, and I think I can handle an on-screen relationship. Besides, I'd think you'd be more interested in knowing how my conversation with Rene went."
"Spill!" Amy said, staring her down.
Jean laughed at the redhead's enthusiasm. "I have a date with him tonight after the show. We're going to go out and get something to eat."
"Awesome!" Amy cheered. "I'm happy for you sweetie because he really, really likes you! He kept asking about you the whole time that you were in Cameron with Jeff. It was utterly adorable. He's actually a sweet guy when you get him alone."
"Oh trust me, I know this," Jean agreed. "He helped me out a lot that day when he brought me to Vince's office. I never would have found it on my own." Her eyes softened and she smiled as she remembered that day.
"Ookay, don't do that on me," Jeff complained. "I have to put up with enough lovey-dovey crap from Amy & Matt. I refuse to put up with it from you!" He abruptly tackled her to the floor and started tickling her.
"HEY!" Jean exclaimed, shocked when she was suddenly bounced to the floor underneath her cousin. "That's...so...uncool!" she gasped out.
"Haha," Jeff laughed evilly as he and Jean rolled around on the floor of the locker room as she tried to get away from him.
*Knock Knock*
"Hey, one of you get that!" Jeff called over his shoulder to Matt and Amy. When there was no response he glanced over his shoulder to find the two of them making out on the couch. "Dammit," Jeff whined as he let go of Jean to go answer the door.
"Hi," the other person said quietly. "Can I talk to you for a minute?"
"I...uhh...well, um," Jeff stuttered. "I have a match in like fifteen minutes so I can't really talk right now."
"Oh, okay," the female voice said and the sadness was apparent in her voice. "Well, what about later?"
"I don't know," Jeff said honestly. "I'm not sure if I could handle it."
"Oh," she said unhappily. "Well, if you change your mind you know where to find me."
"Yeah," Jeff said and closed the door as the woman left.
"Who is it?" Jean asked curiously since Jeff hadn't opened the door wide enough for them to see who it was.
"Don't worry about it," Jeff said quietly as he moved over to sit in the chair to the left of the couch.
Jean raised an eyebrow at him. "Don't try to pull that shit on me Jeffrey Nero Hardy. Don't forget who you're talking to here."
"It's none of your business!" he snapped at her.
"Jeff!" Amy exclaimed, shocked at his sudden display of anger. *Jeff was supposed to be the cool, calm, and collected one of the group. Who the hell was that and what did she do to him?* Amy thought angrily. *When I get my hands on her, whoever she is...*
"Shit, I'm sorry Jean," Jeff apologized as he realized what he'd done. "I...it's just a really long story that I don't feel like getting into right now. I'm not really over the situation and I don't want to talk about it yet."
"That's fine hun," Jean said, leaning down to hug him. "I forgive you sweetie. Just remember that if you feel like talking about it, I'm always here to listen to you."
"I know," Jeff said, hugging her back.
*Knock Knock*
Everyone turned to stare at the door, and then Amy got up and quickly went towards it before anyone else could. "What do you want?" she asked impatiently without looking to see who it was.
"Um, hi," a male voice said. "I actually wanted to be introduced to Jean before the match."
"Oh, sorry Randy," Amy quickly apologized. "I thought you were someone else."
"Okay good," he said gratefully. "You scared me for a minute because I didn't know what I'd done to piss you off."
"Oh no, definitely not," Amy reassured him. "Come on in," she said, moving out of the way. "Randy, this is Jean Hardy, and Jean this is Randy Orton."
"Hi," Jean said happily, smiling up at him.
"Hey," Randy said, smiling at her. *Holy shit. She is SO not what I expected. She's freaking cute as hell! I wonder how old she is and if she's got a boyfriend...* "Welcome to the WWE," he joked. "So did you read the script?"
"Yup, Vince gave it to me about twenty minutes ago," she replied.
"So do you think that you can deal with all of it?" he asked.
"As long as you can bend down when I have to kiss you we'll be good," she joked. "I'd have to go steal the ladder otherwise because there's no way in hell I'd be able to do it just standing."
Everyone cracked up laughing at that remark.
"I think I can do that to help you out," Randy said and winked at her.
"We'll be just fine then," Jean said happily.
"Alright then," Randy said finally, glancing at his watch. "I'm gonna go get ready for the match now, and I'll see you down there!"
"Okie doke," she said cheerfully and waved goodbye as Randy exited the locker room. Jean quickly went through her bag and grabbed the outfit that she'd brought to wear to the ring and made her way into the bathroom to change quickly.
"Okay, and what makes you think that I'm going to let you leave this room in that?" Jeff asked in his father voice, putting his hands on his hips.
"Because you don't have a choice since you have to leave now," Jean grinned.
"Oh you so suck," Jeff said as the stagehand knocked on the door to let them know that they had five minutes to get to the gorilla.
"I know."
"Could you at least put on a different..."
"No!"
"But..."
"I said no!"
"Damn it."
"Exactly. Now go!"
"Fine then. Be that way!"
"I will!"
"Jeff, just give it up!" Amy said, rolling her eyes. "Let's go!"
"Okay, okay, fine!" Jeff pouted all the way out the door. He turned around before closing it and said, "This isn't over!"
"Yes, it is," Jean assured him, tossing her hair and sticking her tongue out at him.
"That's what you think," Matt said as Jeff closed the door and walked out.
Jean looked at him steadily. "You do not have a chance in hell of changing my mind about this Matthew. This is what I'm wearing. Period."
"Okay," Matt said, conceding defeat. "But only because I love you little one."
"I know," Jean said happily with a big smile. She settled down into a chair & turned the TV on to watch the show.