Hey guys!! This is my first fic that im posting on and im kinda new to all this stuff, but I hope you like it. Yes, i know, my summarys suck majorly...just excuse 'em ;) . Anyways, this is a Jeff/Trish fic, rated PG-13. The first chap is really short, sorry! but it just gives you a taste of what the story's about. Im not sure when the next time i'll be updating is, not too soon, i know. Enjoy this chapter for now and please remember: R&R!!!

Don't Speak

One again, the man known to the world as Jeff Hardy made his way through the busy airport, on his way to the next scheduled Raw show. Matt was out due to his injury, and Amy was, as usual, right at his bedside. So, where does that leave the youngster of the extreme trio? By himself, somewhere he should be used to, but was not.

"Flight 167 is now boarding," A woman spoke over the system. Jeff grabbed his bag and dragged it behind him, trying to get to the gate as soon as possible.

With a smile, Jeff handed the woman at the gate his ticket, and went to board his flight. Soon, he found his seat on the plane and immediately slipped on his headphones, ignoring the flight attendant's speech.

As he slipped into a dreamy-like state, a hand was placed on his shoulder. "Mind if I sit here?" Jeff turned to see a young, familiar woman gazing down at him.

"Sure," Jeff answered, as the blond took her seat. He silently watched as she grabbed a magazine, notebook, and pen out of her bag and put the rest under her seat. She wasn't really paying any attention to him, but his focus wouldn't get off of her. She was mesmerizing. Perfect in every single way. Streaks of golden in her hair, a bright smile that could break glass, a body to die for, and an amazing personality to top it all off. Little did she know of the feelings Jeff had for her. The oh-so-painful feelings he had kept a secret for so long.

(Almost an hour later) With heavy eyelids, Jeff woke up from a short nap. He looked out the window, confused at first, then realizing he was still on the plane. Another flight attendant had woke him up, stating that the plan would be landing soon. With tense muscles from the odd position he was sleeping in, Jeff tried lifting his arm up, but couldn't. He looked over and realized an angel had fallen asleep on his arm. He laughed, and decided not to wake her, for his own sake.

Almost 2 years a week from now, Jeff recalled how the two of them had romantic relationship everyone was talking about. The fans had an amazing reaction, as did everyone backstage. It was perfect, everything was going great. Until that horrible night, the tipsy couple broke their own commitment. And after Trish had a false-alarm pregnancy, they broke it off. But, it was their own little secret. All of a sudden, everything just stopped. No one knew, but they never asked questions. Maybe the way Trish was always sick and Jeff rude gave them the 'back off' signal?

Soon, the WWE officials noticed, and sent Jeff and Trish packing their bags for a small vacation...to get everything together again. Once they returned a few months later, everyone acted as if nothing had happened. They swore to each other they'd never repeat what happened at their vacation the WWE sent them on, and so far they'd kept each other's promises.

And now, almost two years later, they were finally becoming good friends again. And the aching pain in Jeff's heart reminded him of how much he really missed Trish. He had never meant to lose her.

"Trish?" He whispered softly, "Trish, hun, wake up."

Slowly, the blond opened her eyes with a big yawn and stretch. She looked up at Jeff, eyes getting wider as she realized she had fallen asleep on his shoulder. "Oh, damn it, Jeff. I'm so sorry! I didn't mean--"

"Shhh," Jeff laughed. "It's alright, Trish, I don't mind."

They looked at each other for what seemed like forever. Then Trish smiled and said, "Thanks, Jeff." With a wink.

(A.U) so, theres the first chapter!! i hope u liked it, chapter 2 should be up soon, along with a few other new Jeff/Trish fics. :) Thanks a bunch!! Candy