Sorry, it's taken me so long to update. I had a stupid school project to do but now that it's over with I should be able to update more often now. It's hard to believe that I have thirty chapters now and over 80 reviews. Thanks to everyone reading this story, it's just more motivation for me to write more, knowing that people are actually looking forward to seeing what happens next. Okay, I'm done with that. So, here's the next chapter. Hope you enjoy, it's nothing really big.

Chapter Thirty: Dave's P.O.V

"Are you serious? You're coming with me? That's awesome, Jess!" I said, giving her a hug.

"Dave…could you let go? I…can't…really…breathe," I heard her say.

"Sorry," I apologized, letting her go before looking at the clock. "What time's your flight to Albany?"

"Three-thirty."

"Okay, we have the same flight and have two and a half hours to get ready and get there," I said getting out of bed to get dressed.

"You can go ahead and take a shower if you want," Jessie told me.

"Actually, you can go first. I have to run to mine and Randy's room to get my stuff."

"Are you sure you want to do that?"

"I have to. I have no other clothes. Besides, I'm sure he's not even awake yet. He usually doesn't get up until around two. I should be fine," I said, putting on my shirt and heading out the door.

Before long, I reached the door to what was now just Randy's room and grabbed the key out of my pocket. I opened the door to see Randy's lifeless form sprawled out on one of the beds.

I quietly gathered all of my things and just as I was about to leave, Randy spoke.

"I didn't mean to say that," he said, not lifting his head from the pillow. "I just needed to retaliate and that was the only thing I could think of."

"Well, I think you need some better comebacks," I replied dryly. "How's your nose?"

"Broken."

"If it makes you feel any better, I'll be gone for three weeks after RAW."

"Actually, it doesn't."

I nodded even though he couldn't see me.

'That could've gone worse,' I thought to myself as I walked back down to Jessie's room. That's when I realized I had forgotten to ask for a key so that I could get back in. I knocked on the door and waited for an answer.

Nothing.

So I knocked again, this time a little louder.

A few seconds later, the door opened to reveal a dripping wet Jessie in nothing but a towel.

"I…forgot a key," I smiled sheepishly trying my best not to stare.

"Oh, it's okay. I was getting out anyway," she replied, allowing me to come in before heading back into the bathroom. "I'll be out in a few minutes. Then, it's all yours."

I opened my suitcase and started searching through my clothes but my mind wasn't on what I was going to wear. Jessie had a great body and, yeah, jeans and a T-shirt looked great on her but she needed to be a little less…conservative, show a little more skin. That change was definitely going to occur over the course of my suspension.

"You can have it now," Jessie said, walking out in, you guessed it, jeans and a T-shirt.