TITLE: Truths and Lies.
AUTHOR: Cathie McMath.
EMAIL: penrithpanther_03@yahoo.com.au
RATING: PG-13..
CONTENT: Slight swearing, and the usual WWE violence.
SUMMARY: An unfortunate accident causes the lives of a few WWE superstars to turn upside down. Jeff, Lita, Jericho, and more.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own anyone or anything related to the WWE. Vince McMahon has that honour, and I am extremely jealous.
DISTRIBUTION: Just email me first and let me know if you want it.
FEEDBACK: As always, please send it my way. I am just a big ol' review whore!
AUTHOR'S NOTE: First things first. I understand this chapter may seem a little slow, but (a) it's meant to, and (b) it had to be done to further the story. And also, I realise that Lita's real name is Amy Dumas, even though I've used Lita Dumas here. I prefer to keep names simple, instead of switching from Lita to Amy, and Edge to Adam etc etc. Just thought I'd explain.
Now, on with the story! Hope you guys enjoy, and remember to leave me a review!
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Jeff Hardy glared at the nurse across the counter. Normally he was polite, patient, willing to wait and hear out another person's side of the story. But not this time. Not after he had heard the things this nurse had told him. The nurse, an older woman with grey hair tied back in a tight bun, only returned the cold stare to the youngest Hardy, propping her wire framed glasses back up her nose. The two continued to exchange harsh looks in silence, until Jeff repeated his earlier question.
"Who did Lita leave the hospital with?"
The nurse continued to glare at the young man, showing him that she would not be intimidated into giving him private information. "As I told you before Sir, I cannot provide that kind of information. A patient's privacy is valued and --"
"WE were supposed to take Lita home." Jeff interrupted, gesturing to himself, Chris Jericho and Christian who stood behind him. "We were told to come in today, and that we could take her home. Now you're telling us that she already left early this morning, and you won't tell us who it was she was with?"
"I'm simply afraid I can't.."
"I don't care!" Frowning heavily, Jeff took in a deep breath, realising that he was losing his temper and felt like he was about to explode. He couldn't do that now. They needed to find out where Lita was and who she was with, and if he blew up at this nurse there was no way they would get that information. "You obviously don't understand what I'm saying here. Lita has amnesia." He struggled at the last word, still finding it hard to recognise the severity of what was wrong with his best friend. "She can hardly remember a single thing about her past, or who she is. She can't be by herself, or with someone who doesn't understand her condition well enough. She needs to be with us. She's not safe otherwise. And if you don't tell us who came to pick her up this morning... we don't have any idea where she could be or who she could be with."
The grey haired nurse sniffed loudly, her glare easing following Jeff's words. "I understand that this situation is different to most, but I cannot simply give out the name of whoever signed Miss Dumas out this morning." Jeff began to protest yet again, but the woman stopped him, her tone firm and final. "I'm sorry."
Slamming his clenched fists down on the desk, Jeff gave a low growl of frustration as he turned away from the nurse behind the desk, and faced Jericho and Christian with the frown still present on his face. "This is fucking ridiculous."
Christian ran a hand through his chopped blonde locks, and gave a heavy sigh. "Who could she be with? I don't understand why we wouldn't have been told when someone came to pick her up...." Christian trailed off as he watched Jeff scan the room, and then begin moving towards a flight of stairs.
"Uh, Jeff? Where are you going?" Jericho frowned as Jeff made his way of the stairs.
Not bothering to turn back as he answered, Jeff continued his way up the stairs as he replied. "To find someone who will tell me who Lita left with!"
Jericho and Christian exchanged glances quickly, and then followed the Hardy brother up the stairs. Christian recognised where they were headed as they passed a sign on the wall. Jeff was going to Lita's room. At least, what had been her room while she was here. "Jeff, I don't think anyone will be able to help us out man. You heard what that grumpy old nurse said. They can't give out private information."
"Christian, shut up and watch." Surveying the hallway that they had arrived in, Jeff moved towards the room where Lita had been staying in. He found a single nurse inside, tidying the room and making the bed with new sheets. She noticed his presence immediately, and smiled warmly at him. "Hi! Can I help you with anything sir?"
Jeff nodded, stepping into the room while Christian and Chris waited outside. "I'm hoping you can. I'm here to see my, uh, fiancee, Lita Dumas. She's supposed to be in this room. Do you know where she is now?"
The young, blonde nurse smiled gently at him as she folded a spare sheet ontop of the bed. "I'm sorry you weren't informed Mister..."
"... Hardy."
"Mister Hardy." The nurse nodded. "... but Miss Dumas was discharged this morning."
"But she can't sign herself out. She has a form of amnesia -"
"Yes, I'm aware of her condition. I've been looking after her here for the past week or so." The nurse walked towards Jeff, standing in front of him. "She didn't sign herself out, we wouldn't have allowed that. We had two gentlemen come in this morning and pick her up." The young woman frowned slightly. "It's quite strange that you weren't contacted Mister Hardy."
Jeff's eyes widened at this new piece of information. "I'm a little worried that I wasn't told about this either. Do you know who it was that picked her up this morning? I need to find out who she's with, obviously."
The nurse's nose scrunched up in thought for a little while, and a few moments after a silent pause she spoke again. "I think I remember the gentleman saying something about being her boss? He had dark hair, and the other gentleman with him had shorter, lighter hair." She added with a small, stolen smile. "Very well built."
Whipping around quickly to shoot a confused glance at Chris and Christian, Jeff muttered unbelievingly. "Bischoff? And Morley? Why would they come pick her up?"
"Is there a problem at all, Sir?"
Hesitating briefly for a moment, Jeff turned back to the young nurse. "No, it's alright. Thank you for your assistance." He gave her a tight lipped smile, and returned to Jericho and Christian, both men wearing confused frowns on their faces.
"Why would Bischoff and Morley have Lita with them?" Christian asked as the trio made the way down the hallway, down the stairs and out of the hospital. "Since when is Bischoff the 'caring boss' type?"
Jericho walked beside his two friends, his pace slow and his steps heavy. A scowl sat etched onto his features as they made their way towards the car, and suddenly the blonde canadian spoke up with a tone of urgency in his voice. "I'm worried about her."
Jeff shrugged, confused and feeling more than slightly worried about his redheaded friend as well. "I am too, but I'm not real sure we have to any reason to be."
Stopping beside their rental car, Jericho threw his hands up in the air. "Jeff, Lita is with Bischoff and Morley - for some reason which we don't know about! They're not two of the most trustworthy guys that we know, and I wouldn't want Lita being around them normally. And I especially don't want her being around them now, with her being in the condition she's in!" He looked over to Christian, who nodded in agreement. "I'd say we have EVERY reason to be worried!"
"I would too, normally. But a couple nights ago, Morley came to see me at the hotel." Pausing at first to take in the two other men's reactions, Jeff continued. "At first I was a little suspicious of him, as anyone would be, but in the end he proved he was just being a good guy and wanted to check up on how Lita was, and how I was."
"Okay, but just because Morley's grown a conscience all of a sudden doesn't give him and Bischoff a reason to want to hang around with Lita, especially with the way she is at the moment." Christian debated, leaning on the small, red rental car.
Jeff nodded. "True, but I'm just feeling that with the way Morley was when he came to see me, maybe we shouldn't be too worried about Lita. The two seemed concerned about her. It doesn't give an explanation for why they've got her with them, and why they didn't bother contacting us, but at least we don't have to sit here and be worried sick about her."
Chris grumbled as they unlocked the car, climbing inside. "I still don't like it. I say we go and see Bischoff right now."
Turning the car on, Jeff nodded. "Already ahead of you." Pulling the car out of the hospital parking lot and onto the road, Jeff quickly glanced at Jericho, sitting beside him. "We're going to see Bischoff and Morley at the hotel right now."
AUTHOR: Cathie McMath.
EMAIL: penrithpanther_03@yahoo.com.au
RATING: PG-13..
CONTENT: Slight swearing, and the usual WWE violence.
SUMMARY: An unfortunate accident causes the lives of a few WWE superstars to turn upside down. Jeff, Lita, Jericho, and more.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own anyone or anything related to the WWE. Vince McMahon has that honour, and I am extremely jealous.
DISTRIBUTION: Just email me first and let me know if you want it.
FEEDBACK: As always, please send it my way. I am just a big ol' review whore!
AUTHOR'S NOTE: First things first. I understand this chapter may seem a little slow, but (a) it's meant to, and (b) it had to be done to further the story. And also, I realise that Lita's real name is Amy Dumas, even though I've used Lita Dumas here. I prefer to keep names simple, instead of switching from Lita to Amy, and Edge to Adam etc etc. Just thought I'd explain.
Now, on with the story! Hope you guys enjoy, and remember to leave me a review!
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Jeff Hardy glared at the nurse across the counter. Normally he was polite, patient, willing to wait and hear out another person's side of the story. But not this time. Not after he had heard the things this nurse had told him. The nurse, an older woman with grey hair tied back in a tight bun, only returned the cold stare to the youngest Hardy, propping her wire framed glasses back up her nose. The two continued to exchange harsh looks in silence, until Jeff repeated his earlier question.
"Who did Lita leave the hospital with?"
The nurse continued to glare at the young man, showing him that she would not be intimidated into giving him private information. "As I told you before Sir, I cannot provide that kind of information. A patient's privacy is valued and --"
"WE were supposed to take Lita home." Jeff interrupted, gesturing to himself, Chris Jericho and Christian who stood behind him. "We were told to come in today, and that we could take her home. Now you're telling us that she already left early this morning, and you won't tell us who it was she was with?"
"I'm simply afraid I can't.."
"I don't care!" Frowning heavily, Jeff took in a deep breath, realising that he was losing his temper and felt like he was about to explode. He couldn't do that now. They needed to find out where Lita was and who she was with, and if he blew up at this nurse there was no way they would get that information. "You obviously don't understand what I'm saying here. Lita has amnesia." He struggled at the last word, still finding it hard to recognise the severity of what was wrong with his best friend. "She can hardly remember a single thing about her past, or who she is. She can't be by herself, or with someone who doesn't understand her condition well enough. She needs to be with us. She's not safe otherwise. And if you don't tell us who came to pick her up this morning... we don't have any idea where she could be or who she could be with."
The grey haired nurse sniffed loudly, her glare easing following Jeff's words. "I understand that this situation is different to most, but I cannot simply give out the name of whoever signed Miss Dumas out this morning." Jeff began to protest yet again, but the woman stopped him, her tone firm and final. "I'm sorry."
Slamming his clenched fists down on the desk, Jeff gave a low growl of frustration as he turned away from the nurse behind the desk, and faced Jericho and Christian with the frown still present on his face. "This is fucking ridiculous."
Christian ran a hand through his chopped blonde locks, and gave a heavy sigh. "Who could she be with? I don't understand why we wouldn't have been told when someone came to pick her up...." Christian trailed off as he watched Jeff scan the room, and then begin moving towards a flight of stairs.
"Uh, Jeff? Where are you going?" Jericho frowned as Jeff made his way of the stairs.
Not bothering to turn back as he answered, Jeff continued his way up the stairs as he replied. "To find someone who will tell me who Lita left with!"
Jericho and Christian exchanged glances quickly, and then followed the Hardy brother up the stairs. Christian recognised where they were headed as they passed a sign on the wall. Jeff was going to Lita's room. At least, what had been her room while she was here. "Jeff, I don't think anyone will be able to help us out man. You heard what that grumpy old nurse said. They can't give out private information."
"Christian, shut up and watch." Surveying the hallway that they had arrived in, Jeff moved towards the room where Lita had been staying in. He found a single nurse inside, tidying the room and making the bed with new sheets. She noticed his presence immediately, and smiled warmly at him. "Hi! Can I help you with anything sir?"
Jeff nodded, stepping into the room while Christian and Chris waited outside. "I'm hoping you can. I'm here to see my, uh, fiancee, Lita Dumas. She's supposed to be in this room. Do you know where she is now?"
The young, blonde nurse smiled gently at him as she folded a spare sheet ontop of the bed. "I'm sorry you weren't informed Mister..."
"... Hardy."
"Mister Hardy." The nurse nodded. "... but Miss Dumas was discharged this morning."
"But she can't sign herself out. She has a form of amnesia -"
"Yes, I'm aware of her condition. I've been looking after her here for the past week or so." The nurse walked towards Jeff, standing in front of him. "She didn't sign herself out, we wouldn't have allowed that. We had two gentlemen come in this morning and pick her up." The young woman frowned slightly. "It's quite strange that you weren't contacted Mister Hardy."
Jeff's eyes widened at this new piece of information. "I'm a little worried that I wasn't told about this either. Do you know who it was that picked her up this morning? I need to find out who she's with, obviously."
The nurse's nose scrunched up in thought for a little while, and a few moments after a silent pause she spoke again. "I think I remember the gentleman saying something about being her boss? He had dark hair, and the other gentleman with him had shorter, lighter hair." She added with a small, stolen smile. "Very well built."
Whipping around quickly to shoot a confused glance at Chris and Christian, Jeff muttered unbelievingly. "Bischoff? And Morley? Why would they come pick her up?"
"Is there a problem at all, Sir?"
Hesitating briefly for a moment, Jeff turned back to the young nurse. "No, it's alright. Thank you for your assistance." He gave her a tight lipped smile, and returned to Jericho and Christian, both men wearing confused frowns on their faces.
"Why would Bischoff and Morley have Lita with them?" Christian asked as the trio made the way down the hallway, down the stairs and out of the hospital. "Since when is Bischoff the 'caring boss' type?"
Jericho walked beside his two friends, his pace slow and his steps heavy. A scowl sat etched onto his features as they made their way towards the car, and suddenly the blonde canadian spoke up with a tone of urgency in his voice. "I'm worried about her."
Jeff shrugged, confused and feeling more than slightly worried about his redheaded friend as well. "I am too, but I'm not real sure we have to any reason to be."
Stopping beside their rental car, Jericho threw his hands up in the air. "Jeff, Lita is with Bischoff and Morley - for some reason which we don't know about! They're not two of the most trustworthy guys that we know, and I wouldn't want Lita being around them normally. And I especially don't want her being around them now, with her being in the condition she's in!" He looked over to Christian, who nodded in agreement. "I'd say we have EVERY reason to be worried!"
"I would too, normally. But a couple nights ago, Morley came to see me at the hotel." Pausing at first to take in the two other men's reactions, Jeff continued. "At first I was a little suspicious of him, as anyone would be, but in the end he proved he was just being a good guy and wanted to check up on how Lita was, and how I was."
"Okay, but just because Morley's grown a conscience all of a sudden doesn't give him and Bischoff a reason to want to hang around with Lita, especially with the way she is at the moment." Christian debated, leaning on the small, red rental car.
Jeff nodded. "True, but I'm just feeling that with the way Morley was when he came to see me, maybe we shouldn't be too worried about Lita. The two seemed concerned about her. It doesn't give an explanation for why they've got her with them, and why they didn't bother contacting us, but at least we don't have to sit here and be worried sick about her."
Chris grumbled as they unlocked the car, climbing inside. "I still don't like it. I say we go and see Bischoff right now."
Turning the car on, Jeff nodded. "Already ahead of you." Pulling the car out of the hospital parking lot and onto the road, Jeff quickly glanced at Jericho, sitting beside him. "We're going to see Bischoff and Morley at the hotel right now."