HEY GUYS! Okay, I finally have the last chapter of this story up! Im really excited about it, i like it a lot and i hope you guys do to! Please read & review! Thank you so much for sticking through this story with me! I've hope you liked reading this as much as I did writing it :)

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xox Candy


Taking a deep inhale, Trish slowly made her way backstage, where both Matt and Vince McMahon were in the gorilla position watching Jeff's World Title match.

Matt, she noticed, seemed tense and worried. After all, is little brother was some-what known to slack off at times, and now was not the match to be doing so.

But Mr. McMahon, on the other hand, seemed quite confident in the young Hardy as he watched with an unfaltering gaze into the monitor. There was a small smile plastered on his face, and his arms were folded across his heavy chest.

"Hey, Matt.." Trish whispered as she walked up behind him, "How's he doing?"

The dark Hardy didn't turn to look at her when he answered, "Pretty good, actually." He spoke quietly, "He's certainly working his ass off."

The blonde managed to smile a little. From what she was catching of the match off Matt's monitor, everything seemed to be going great.

"Hey.. Matt.." Trish mumbled, taking another step closer to him. "I'm sorry Jeff didn't talk to you earlier,"

For a minute, Matt didn't answer, but although his eyes never moved from the screen, he seemed to be processing Trish's words. "It's totally fine, Trish." He finally spoke, "At first I was mad.. Here I was, his only brother, and he was only speaking to you. I guess I should be the one saying sorry to you, Trish. I expected him to talk to me, even though I was the main reason he wasn't talking in the first place. Then when he decided to stay with you, after wanting absolutely nothing to do with me, I guess I got a little jealous. But now that I think about it I can understand why he did what he did." He paused for a moment, smiling over at Trish. "He's loved you sine you broke up, Trish. And he's wanted nothing but you for a very long time.."

Trish looked down at the ground when she felt a rosy blush burn in her cheeks.

"Hey.." Matt put a soft thumb under her chin, lifting her face towards his. "Don't be embarrassed, Trish." He smiled warmly at her, "You've always made Jeff happier then anyone else. I'm proud of you."

Trish smiled, laughing a bit. "Thanks, Matt."

Turing back around to face the monitor, Vince McMahon let out a small sigh, mixed in with a little laughter.

Twenty minutes later, the exciting match was finally beginning to close. Trish could feel the tension and excitement in the air. She noticed a few minutes earlier that Matt had started fidgeting with his hands, and Mr. McMahon himself started to sway back and forth.

Each of them seemed nervous, anxious for the 3 count to arrive. But Trish was as calm as ever, wanting so badly for the moment where she would be able do to something she's wanted to for a very long time..

Matt held his breath as Jeff placed the title belt over Hunter's chest, then going up for the Swanton Bomb. Cameras everywhere were flashing like crazy. The pin fall. 1...2...3.

The bell had rung. Jeff was now - finally - the WWE World Champion.

Cheers echoed throughout the backstage halls. The fans were going crazy. Stumbling to his feet, Jeff's music hit, and with it came Matt, Amy, and Trish as they ran into the ring.

Matt reached him first, embracing him in a huge hug, then letting Amy do the same. But after she released him, Jeff switched his gaze and locked it upon Trish, who approached him with the same sneaky smile he also wore.

"Well, congratulations, Mr. Hardy," The little blonde grinned, letting her own fingers tangle with the ones Jeff had been holding his new World title with, and pressing her chest against his. "Looks like you have everything you've ever wanted now."

Jeff smiled down at her, laughing a bit. "Well…not everything."

Trish just laughed, wrapping her arms around his neck and finally bringing his warm lips to hers, embracing in a passionate tangle.

The crowd cheered even louder, and Matt and Amy just looked on with smiling faces as their kiss only deepened.

Jeff finally pulled away, now breathless then before. "Okay, now I think I have everything I've ever wanted… almost."

Trish laughed, toying with the skin of his chest. "Oh, wait, lemme guess, mini Hardy boys runnin around?"

"Well, I could use a mini Stratus, too."

After another quick kiss, Trish looked up at him. "Whatever we want, baby, we'll have. And I'd be happy to give whatever I have to you."

Jeff nodded, "Well, I'm yours for the taking, Trish." Then looked up at his brother and Amy, almost forgetting they had been there in the first place.

"Congratulations, Jeff." Matt spoke, "You finally got it."

Jeff looked down at his title, wrapping an arm around Trish's waist. "Yeah, it sorta took a while, didn't it?"

Matt shook his head, "No, I meant Trish."

"Actually, I think we've been together for a long, long time." The younger Hardy looked down at the little blonde. "Trish, I--"

"Shhh.." Trish Stratus placed her fingertips upon his warm lips, silencing him. "Don't Speak." Then locked his lips with her own.

--Finished

Okay! Sorry the last chap took so long, but i hope it was worth it:) R&R!

Sooo much love, xox candy