"Is everyone ok?" He asked.

"Yes, thank you, Jeff." Trish answered. I just nodded my head. "I don't know what would have happened if you didn't come."

"Just making sure you're alright." He shot me a quick glance and walked out.

"He still cares about you, you know." She told me. "I can tell by that look."

"It was so quick how can you tell anything?"

"I can tell." She smiled.

"You're crazy. I'm leaving. AMA, I don't care, I'm going to the hotel so I can sleep."

I said goodnight to Trish and headed out. Outside of the EMT room was Paul and Matt. They both hugged me before saying anything.

"Don't ask us, we don't know either." Paul told me. He knew my question.

"It's so weird." I replied. "I really don't know what to think about all of this."

"Hey, if you want to know, I can try to get it out of him. But don't count on it, he doesn't talk." Matt said.

"No, I know. I just want to know what's going on in his head. Is this his way of showing he still cares? Or his way of telling me he's moved on."

"Moved on?" Matt asked.

"Yeah. Showing me that he no longer feels anything towards me. He can be in the same room with me, do things that involve me, and it not be a problem anymore. He's gotten over me, over it all, hates me, and has moved on."

"Hate you is something I know he can never do." Matt told me. "And, Destiny, he was too much in love with you to be over you and moved on now. And, Des, he's still too much in love with you."

I was confused over Jeff's recent actions. He was getting close to me, closer than he had been in a year. I wanted to know why, what was his motivation? Did he even have motivation? What was going on?

Paul and Matt took me back to the hotel. Paul said he wanted me to stay with him so he could watch over me over night. Typical father feelings. I wanted to sleep, but it was harder for me tonight, and not because I was hurt. I began to think about just getting up and going to Jeff's room and asking him why, and telling him everything I needed to say. I had nothing planned, nothing written down. I didn't know what to expect, so I expected the worst.

I snuck out while Paul and Stephanie were out cold. Jeff roomed alone because Matt had the baby and needed the extra room. I slowly walked down the hall past Adam and Jay's room, past Chris's room, past Trish's room and drawing closer Jeff's. I was within three feet when the door opened. I froze in my tracks. Out came a beautiful blonde woman who had to be nearly half my age. She looked about sixteen, eighteen the oldest. I was shell shocked. She thanked Jeff and Jeff saw her off. I stood and watched. I was convinced, he was over it and moved on.

I turned and ran off, not aware, or caring, if Jeff saw me run or not. I closed the door pretty hard behind me when I returned and jumped into bed. I remember crying myself to sleep.

But, who am I to get upset over that? Compared to the mistake I did, it was harmless. But the pain was still there, and it still hurt. I couldn't believe he'd do something like that. Jeff was the person who shunned those who did do those sort of things. And here he was, doing something he swore he'd never do, something he was disgusted over. What was his reasons?

Paul woke me up the next morning. My eyes were still red from crying. He looked at me. "You ok?", he asked me as he brushed my face. I shook him away and rolled back over.

"Destiny?" He asked this time more nervous. "What's wrong?"

I broke out into tears. He sat beside me and pulled me into his bare chest. He stroked my hair with his fingers. He said nothing, just held me. When Stephanie emerged from the shower she ran over to me as well. Paul looked at her and she nodded, then left.

"I'm sorry." I said to him once I regained myself.

"Don't be." He told me. "But, please tell me, what's wrong?" I hesitated at first. "Destiny, when have you ever been afraid to tell me anything? Baby, I'm worried about you. Tell daddy what's wrong."

"Last night I was thinking about what Jeff did and I had to go and see him. Talk to him. Tell him everything I've been meaning to say. When I got near his room some groupie chick came out, she looked like she was half my age, maybe not even legal yet. And, when I saw her, I lost it."

"Jeff?" He asked. "You sure he wasn't just talking to her or something?"

"No, if you saw her, you'd know why she was there." I said.

"Destiny, I'm sorry." He told me. "I wish there was something I could do."

"There's nothing anyone can do." I answered. "I deserve it."

Paul hugged me some more. There really wasn't anything anyone could do. I didn't want the pity, that's for sure. I didn't deserve it. I made the first mistake.

"I need a shower." I said. And got up.

I stood in the shower for a good long wile. I wanted to wash away last nights vision. I didn't want anyone to know I was upset. Smackdown was showing up to be a good one. And my match with Amy was growing closer. I had to stay focused. This was something too big to mess up over some stupid girl.

When I got out of the shower, Paul was waiting for me. He packed all of my things up for me. He hugged me again. I thanked him and he took my bags and flung them over his shoulder. We walked out of the room together. Stephanie was downstairs talking to other Divas when we got there. Everyone was there already. Some people left, but everyone was mostly still there. Jeff was still here.

"I should kick his ass now." Paul said to me.

"No." I told him. "It wouldn't be right. You can't beat a man for having sex."

We walked to the bar and ordered some drinks, they unfortunately didn't serve alcohol this early. I sat on the stool drinking my strawberry smoothie. I took the strawberry sitting on the glass and ate it, placing the green leafy part on the napkin. I reached over and took the pineapple from Paul's drink and ate that too.

"Sorry." I said with a smile. "It was good."

"Glad you enjoyed it." He told me. "We should head out soon."

"We have a ten mile drive." I said. "Don't worry about it.

"I know, but I have to meet Vince about something. I don't know what it is he wants."

"You go, I'll catch a ride with someone else." I told him. "Can't keep him waiting."

"You sure?" He asked.

"Of course. Now, go." I pushed him. I then looked around the room and screamed, "Jason!!"

He came running over. "What? What do you need?"

"A ride." I answered with a smile.

"You're crazy.' He said with a laugh. "You got it. Adam's coming with us. We're leaving in a half hour."

I nodded. "Yes captain". He laughed at me and walked on.

"So there, missy." I heard Matt say as he sat beside me. "What was that little favor Jeff did for you?"

"Oh please." I said.

"He's still crazy." He replied. "Man, did I chap his ass over that."

"What did you say to him?"

"I went on and on about how he's got to stop getting himself into messes like that. Kurt Angle can easily take Jeff and break him into millions of little pieces. Jeff got lucky on their last encounter, but I know that lightning won't strike twice. It was so unlike him to just run out unplanned, without thinking. He's a rational guy, he doesn't do things like this." Matt said. It made sense. Jeff had been doing things unlike of him. But, I didn't dare tell Matt about what I saw. "He didn't seemed fazed by what I said. It was like I wasn't even talking to him. Something in him is changing. He's been changing ever since, well, you know, but now, now you can really tell. I'm kind of worried."

"I'm sure he'll be fine." I said. "You know Jeff, he always bounces back."

"I know that, but he's always so far gone most of the time it's hard to tell what he's feeling. He had me reading up on bipolar disorder because I was so worried."

"You know he's got anxiety disorder." I said.

"I know that. But this was just as we knew what he had. Sometimes I still pull that stuff out and say, I wonder." He shrugged. "But then again, he's Jeff Hardy. He's never quit right upstairs. That's how he's always been."

I nodded. "Why don't you just ask him what's wrong."

"Des, you should know the answer to that. It takes so much to get through that wall he's built up. And, after what happened, he built half a wall more around everyone."

"Except me, he built himself a skyscraper."

"Point being, he's not going to talk to anyone." Matt said. "I just have to keep an eye out for him."

In the time we went out, Jeff rarely got like that. But, I had seen him before hand just completely miserable. And I have seen him after the same way, maybe even worse. I knew of Jeff's anxiety disorder well, I have it. But something told me it wasn't just Jeff's anxieties that were haunting him.