"So how was the show tonight?" she asked, sitting down at the bar with the rest of them. Matt and Amy were there with her, the rest of them had gone off across the room to play pool or shoot darts.

"You mean you didn't even watch the show? Shows how much you support us, " Amy scoffed jokingly. I smiled.

"Sorry, I couldn't stay awake. I guess I haven't been sleeping very well lately," she sighed. At that moment the bartender showed up with a shot of Tequila Rose and handed it to her.

"From the gentleman over in the corner of the bar, " he said, pointing to show her who it was. She was suprised to see Jeff staring back at her. He smiled and quickly went back to his game of darts against Jay and Chris.

"Looks like my brother is becoming quite fond of you," Matt smirked. She smiled weakly and took the shot. Boy, did she need it. She sat there and thought about what had just occurred. It had been 6 months since she had joined the roster and Matt Hardy and Amy had been there to take her under their wing. Matt and Jeff had recently rejoined the company but stood in more of an authoritative position in the locker room now, helping out the new guys and so on. It had been a honor to work with Matt and Amy, but Jeff didn't talk to her much, neither had he helped in any of her training. She didn't understand why all of a sudden he was showing an interest in her. She scoffed and shook her head; it was just a shot! She had just had weird dreams and now he had bought her a drink and she thought he was coming on to her. She chuckled softly at herself.

"Something funny there, short stack?" Matt asked. She snapped out of her trip down memory lane to shoot a glare at Matt for the nickname.

"Nothing funnier than your face, old man Hardy," she shot back.

Well then, you wouldn't want to settle this over a game of pool, would you? I mean, if you know you're going to lose...".

"You're on."

It had been a great night. She had whooped Matt at about a dozen games of pool and he still insisted it was just "luck". She made him buy everyone a round of drinks and everyone teased Matt for the rest of the night. She knew she was going to pay for this in her practice matches with him, but she didn't care right now. Occasionally she would look over to where Jeff was sitting and see him staring at her, but she forced herself to think nothing of it. She was a little too buzzed to be thinking straight anyway.

"Damn, who's driving me back to the hotel?" She slurred to Matt.

"Well, Chris is taking me and Amy, he came with us in the same car. You came here by yourself in your car, right? Hang on," he said and left her sitting there at the bar. She put her head down and closed her eyes.

"I'm not hurting you...yet," she heard before she felt a hand grab her shoulder and she jumped.

"Calm down, it's just me." She looked back to see Matt giving her a weird look. Jeff was standing next to him. "Jeff hasn't been drinking at all, he said he'll take you back, is that cool?" She gulped and tried to look grateful.

"That's fine, thanks, Jeff," she nodded towards him and he gave her a quick smile. She attempted to get herself off the stool without falling but she found it difficult. As she went down she felt a strong arm hold her up.

"Hey, easy there, Queasy-Modo," she heard Jeff say and had to laugh. He pulled her along and took her out to the car. He helped her get in and they took off back towards the hotel. She put her window down and felt a little more level-headed as the cool night air hit her face.

"Thanks," she murmured.

"For what?"

"For taking me back, and for the shot earlier." She was trying to make small talk to envelop the awkwardness of being in the car with him. "How did you know I like Tequila Rose?"

"Matt told me," he said, matter-of-factly. The talking ceased with this and she closed her eyes. Why was Matt telling Jeff what her favorite drink was? Had he asked about it? She shook her head slightly. Maybe it had just come up in conversation somehow. Though this explaination didn't ease her fears at all, she settled for it now. Soon enough she found herself in a deep sleep.

"Because I love you..."

"Jen?" She jumped about a mile up when she felt Jeff shake her. She gasped and looked around. "Hey, sorry, didn't mean to scare you. We're here." She turned to look at the hotel. She sighed. Just back at the hotel, that's all. "Hey, is everything okay?" he asked.

"Yeah, sorry, just a little jumpy." She cursed herself inwardly for her nervousness. She got out of the car and headed unsteadlily for her room. Jeff came up beside her and took hold of her arm.

"Here, lemme help you." She looked up at him and he smiled warmly at her. All of a sudden she felt like an idiot. How could she think he was trying to hurt her or something? Here he was, doing something he didn't have to and she was secretly accusing him in her head. Unbelievable. As they approached her room she turned to face him.

"Thanks a lot Jeff, for everything. I mean it," she smiled.

"No problem. Matt was just going on the other day about how great you were doing and I ended up watching some of your matches. He's right, you have a ton of talent. You kinda remind me of a female version of myself when I was 19," he chuckled.

"Stop. No one can even compare to the kind of legacy you and Matt have left in this business. I'm sorry I was so jumpy earlier, I just had this feeling that you were--well, ..."

"Going to hurt you or something?" he laughed. She blushed. "Well, I'm not hurting you...yet."