Author: Sarah Email:WillowthewispJNH@aol.com
Summary: When Jeff has to have spinal surgery, Trish blames herself because of her interference. When she decides to help Jeff with his rehab, things get heated. They both end up with more than they bargained for.
Rating: PG 13 (It's PG at the moment but it will change later on in the fic)
An: Hey guys! I'm SOOO sorry that I haven't updated in so long. I've just had a bunch of not so good things happen in the past couple of months. I don't want to bore you guys with it, but I'm doing a whole lot better now. Please don't be mad at me.and I hope that you guys will still read and review my stories :-). Well enough about me..on with the story.also THANKS TO EVERYONE WHO REVIEWED MY LAST CHAPTER!!!YOU GUYS ROCK! ÷¦÷··÷¦÷··÷¦÷··÷¦÷··÷¦÷··÷¦÷··÷¦÷··÷¦÷··÷¦÷··÷¦÷··÷¦÷··÷¦÷··
Trish was waiting by the curtain, getting ready for tonight's street fight. She was very nervous. She knew that accidents could happen in these types of matches. She had a bad feeling about tonight but shrugged it off. She was warming up when she saw Paul, Charlene, and Jeff making their way towards the curtain. They all said hi to one another and got ready for their match which is a few minutes.
"You okay?" Jeff asked.
"I'm just nervous that's all. I bet you aren't, I mean you've been in tons of these types of matches." Trish said with a smile.
"Oh I am nervous, I just don't show it." Jeff said with a wink. "Don't worry nothing's going to happen." He reassured.
Trish closed her eyes in an attempt to settle her nerves.
"Okay you guys, on in 3, 2,..go." One of the crew members said.
Paul and Charlene went out first then Trish and Jeff.
DING DING
Jazz and Trish would be starting things off first. Trish threw a couple of punches and swung Jazz to the ropes. Jazz retaliated with a few punches of her own and gave Trish a good kick in her ribs. They went at it for a few more minutes then Jazz tagged in Show and Trish tagged in Jeff. They knew what was next. Show and Jeff would be fighting in the ring while Trish and Jazz took their fight out side of the ring. It was a set up for Jeff's Swanton Bomb off the 12 foot ladder, like he did at Wrestlemania. Jeff finally got Show out of the ring, gave him a good chair shot, and positioned him onto the table that was waiting there for him. Trish and Jazz were holding their own on the other side of the ring, where the commentators were. Jeff climbed the ladder and did his signature pose which were the guns. He did his Swanton off the ladder and pinned show for the win.
"Here are your winners, Trish Stratus and Jeff Hardy." Lillian announced. Trish came over to celebrate with Jeff. When he got up to give Trish a hug, he was feeling this tremendous amount of pressure in his back. "This can't be good" he thought. He walked it off until they got backstage. Trish knew that something was wrong by the way he was walking. She had seen him do this before but he never walked like this.
"Jeff let's get you to the trainers." Trish said.
"No it's okay, I'm fine, really." He argued but he knew that Trish wouldn't take no for an answer so he went with her.
They got to the trainers room to have Jeff checked out. Bill checked out Jeff's back and said that he there maybe something wrong with the upper lumbar region of his back. He told him to go see a doctor right away before it gets out of hand. They both nodded and left to Jeff's locker room.
"I'm taking you to the hospital Jeff. No buts, just grab your stuff and lets go." Trish stated.
Jeff knew that there was no point in arguing so he grabbed his stuff and they left the arena. Trish told Amy where they were going so she wouldn't worry about them. They got into her car and drove to the nearest hospital they could find.
They went to the emergency room, where they had to fill in forms, and then waited for them to call him in. They didn't have to wait too long before they were called in.
"I'm sure it's nothing. You're going to be fine." Trish reassured him before he went in. They needed to take some x-rays and if needed, cats scan. Trish waited in the waiting room, not sure what to expect but she tried to remain optimistic. Hours passed and then finally Trish saw the doctor making his way towards her.
"Are you Ms. Stratus?" the Doctor asked.
"Yes, how is he?" Trish asked, worry was evident in her voice.
"He broke sections L1 through L5 of his upper lumbar aka spinal cord. We can fix it and he will have to go through surgery tomorrow." He replied. She knew that there was a but somewhere.
"But..?" Trish asked.
"The procedure is very complicated and there is a possibility that he may never walk again. I'm sorry" He said. His beeper went off. "I'm sorry but I have to go now Ms. Stratus. And again, I'm sorry." Once he left, Trish fell back into her seat. This can't be happening. She started to cry. "Why is this happening?" She thought. After a few minutes she headed to Jeff's room, not knowing what to say or if he even knew what the doctor told her.
Summary: When Jeff has to have spinal surgery, Trish blames herself because of her interference. When she decides to help Jeff with his rehab, things get heated. They both end up with more than they bargained for.
Rating: PG 13 (It's PG at the moment but it will change later on in the fic)
An: Hey guys! I'm SOOO sorry that I haven't updated in so long. I've just had a bunch of not so good things happen in the past couple of months. I don't want to bore you guys with it, but I'm doing a whole lot better now. Please don't be mad at me.and I hope that you guys will still read and review my stories :-). Well enough about me..on with the story.also THANKS TO EVERYONE WHO REVIEWED MY LAST CHAPTER!!!YOU GUYS ROCK! ÷¦÷··÷¦÷··÷¦÷··÷¦÷··÷¦÷··÷¦÷··÷¦÷··÷¦÷··÷¦÷··÷¦÷··÷¦÷··÷¦÷··
Trish was waiting by the curtain, getting ready for tonight's street fight. She was very nervous. She knew that accidents could happen in these types of matches. She had a bad feeling about tonight but shrugged it off. She was warming up when she saw Paul, Charlene, and Jeff making their way towards the curtain. They all said hi to one another and got ready for their match which is a few minutes.
"You okay?" Jeff asked.
"I'm just nervous that's all. I bet you aren't, I mean you've been in tons of these types of matches." Trish said with a smile.
"Oh I am nervous, I just don't show it." Jeff said with a wink. "Don't worry nothing's going to happen." He reassured.
Trish closed her eyes in an attempt to settle her nerves.
"Okay you guys, on in 3, 2,..go." One of the crew members said.
Paul and Charlene went out first then Trish and Jeff.
DING DING
Jazz and Trish would be starting things off first. Trish threw a couple of punches and swung Jazz to the ropes. Jazz retaliated with a few punches of her own and gave Trish a good kick in her ribs. They went at it for a few more minutes then Jazz tagged in Show and Trish tagged in Jeff. They knew what was next. Show and Jeff would be fighting in the ring while Trish and Jazz took their fight out side of the ring. It was a set up for Jeff's Swanton Bomb off the 12 foot ladder, like he did at Wrestlemania. Jeff finally got Show out of the ring, gave him a good chair shot, and positioned him onto the table that was waiting there for him. Trish and Jazz were holding their own on the other side of the ring, where the commentators were. Jeff climbed the ladder and did his signature pose which were the guns. He did his Swanton off the ladder and pinned show for the win.
"Here are your winners, Trish Stratus and Jeff Hardy." Lillian announced. Trish came over to celebrate with Jeff. When he got up to give Trish a hug, he was feeling this tremendous amount of pressure in his back. "This can't be good" he thought. He walked it off until they got backstage. Trish knew that something was wrong by the way he was walking. She had seen him do this before but he never walked like this.
"Jeff let's get you to the trainers." Trish said.
"No it's okay, I'm fine, really." He argued but he knew that Trish wouldn't take no for an answer so he went with her.
They got to the trainers room to have Jeff checked out. Bill checked out Jeff's back and said that he there maybe something wrong with the upper lumbar region of his back. He told him to go see a doctor right away before it gets out of hand. They both nodded and left to Jeff's locker room.
"I'm taking you to the hospital Jeff. No buts, just grab your stuff and lets go." Trish stated.
Jeff knew that there was no point in arguing so he grabbed his stuff and they left the arena. Trish told Amy where they were going so she wouldn't worry about them. They got into her car and drove to the nearest hospital they could find.
They went to the emergency room, where they had to fill in forms, and then waited for them to call him in. They didn't have to wait too long before they were called in.
"I'm sure it's nothing. You're going to be fine." Trish reassured him before he went in. They needed to take some x-rays and if needed, cats scan. Trish waited in the waiting room, not sure what to expect but she tried to remain optimistic. Hours passed and then finally Trish saw the doctor making his way towards her.
"Are you Ms. Stratus?" the Doctor asked.
"Yes, how is he?" Trish asked, worry was evident in her voice.
"He broke sections L1 through L5 of his upper lumbar aka spinal cord. We can fix it and he will have to go through surgery tomorrow." He replied. She knew that there was a but somewhere.
"But..?" Trish asked.
"The procedure is very complicated and there is a possibility that he may never walk again. I'm sorry" He said. His beeper went off. "I'm sorry but I have to go now Ms. Stratus. And again, I'm sorry." Once he left, Trish fell back into her seat. This can't be happening. She started to cry. "Why is this happening?" She thought. After a few minutes she headed to Jeff's room, not knowing what to say or if he even knew what the doctor told her.