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Chapter 4

Unforgiven, Fayetteville, North Carolina...

'Hey! Guys, good luck tonight! I'll be right here rooting for you!' said Lita as she stuck her head round the door of Matt and Jeff's locker room.

'Thanks Lita! Are you fighting tonight?' replied Jeff after a few minutes, seeing that Matt hadn't even heard her.

'Yeah, I got a match against Jackie. You gonna watch?' she responded

'I might do. I don't think he'll be going anywhere though!' replied Jeff, gesturing toward Matt, who was now staring at the floor.

Lita laughed, 'Okay, well tell him I said good luck. Your match is on after this next one.'

'Okay, will do. Oh, and I'll be rooting for you too! Good luck!' said Jeff as he waved goodbye to her.

'Thanks,' Lita said, smiling as she left their room.

A few minutes passed, then there was a knock at the door.

'Come in' called Jeff, again, Matt hadn't heard it

A crew member stuck his head round the door, 'Hey, you guys are up in five.'

'Okay, thanks. We'll be right out.' replied Jeff, standing up

'Matt? Hey! Matt! We have to go, we're up in five minutes' Jeff shouted into his brothers ear, trying to make him understand.

'Huh?' Matt replied in confusion.

'I said,' sighed Jeff, 'that we have to go. We're up in five minutes.'

'Oh! Okay!' replied Matt, jumping up and running out of the door.

'King, this is gonna be a slobber-knocker, if the last meeting between these two teams was anything to go by!' J.R. said, as the Hardys music started playing.

'You're right J.R. I don't think either team will go down without a fight! We might even have new champs tonight if Matt and Jeff are back to strength.' replied Jerry Lawler.

'Here come those two grinning goofballs, Edge and Christian!' said J.R. as Edge's music started.

'Let's get this ladder match underway already!' said Lawler, as he watched Edge and Christian doing their usual taunting.

Matt and Jeff had seen enough and charged at the two blonde Canadians. The fight was on. Again, it was Christian and Jeff starting the match, and again, it was Jeff who dominated early on. He sent Christian sprawling to the outside with a drop-kick to the back. He then ran and jumped over the ropes landing square on Christian. Jeff quickly got back in the ring to break the count, before rolling out again, and going to get the ladder that was set up in the aisle. Before he could reach it, Edge came from out of nowhere and speared Jeff to the floor. Jeff writhed in agony, as his back hit the cold, hard, unforgiving concrete. Matt was trying to intervene, but Jack Doan was keeping him out of the way. This allowed Edge and Christian to fake the tag and double team Jeff. They were using the ladder to their advantage, when Jeff managed to low-blow Edge. With Edge down, Jeff managed to turn the tables on Christian and get back to the ring to tag Matt.

'Matt Hardy is on fire! Look at how he's knocking down Christian with those right hands!' exclaimed J.R.

'Yeah, Edge and Christian better be worried because I think the Hardys have a good chance of coming away victorious!' replied Jerry Lawler, watching as Matt Hardy laid Edge out with a swinging neckbreaker.

This was the signal for Jeff to go up top and do the Swanton, but instead of climbing the turnbuckle, Jeff set the ladder up.

'What is Jeff Hardy doing? He has the perfect opportunity to hit the Swanton Bomb! Edge isn't moving!' Jerry Lawler cried out in disbelief.

'Oh my God! He's climbing the ladder, he's signalling for the Swanton Bomb! Oh my God! He's going to do the Swanton Bomb off the ladder!' J.R. exclaimed in shock.

'Someone call 911! One of these guys is sure to need an ambulance!' yelled Lawler, to no-one in particular.

Jeff took a deep breath and dived off the ladder, and towards Edge. 'I hope he doesn't move!' Jeff thought as he neared his opponent's fallen body.

Jeff connected with the Swanton Bomb.

'He did it! Oh my Lord, he did it!' cried J.R. in total disbelief.

He and Jerry Lawler watched as Matt, the legal man, climbed the ladder and grabbed both tag team belts. He held them up in the air proudly as the referee signalled for the bell. The arena was filled with the Hardys music as Jeff slowly got to his feet and took one of the belts off Matt, who had climbed back down the ladder. They both kissed their belts, and then headed to the corners to proudly show them off to their home fans, and their father, who was somewhere in the crowd."

'Hey, Matt?'

'Yeah Jeff?'

'What do you think would have happened if we'd become wrestlers?' Jeff asked as he put his pen down. 'Do you think we'd be the tag champs?'

'Of course! We were the best when we used to fight on that old trampoline!' replied Matt, as he and Jeff sat thinking about their childhood and what could have happened if their father hadn't convinced them that wrestling wasn't a good enough job to survive on.

'Well, I guess it's just dreams and fantasy stories now, huh?' asked Jeff, as he passed his paper over to Matt.

'Wishful Thinking? That's a good title for it Jeff, I think it looks great.' Matt told his younger brother as they both went back to work. 'That's all that story will ever be now, wishful thinking.'

The End