Author's notes –Three days…three chapter updates. That is a personal record for me I think. I really don't know what's gotten into me with this fic, but I think I want ride this inspiration wave until it runs out or the fic is done. I'm really hoping the latter happens first. There are really only a few more chapters left to go too…so yay!

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Surprises

Amy's eyes fluttered open as she woke that morning in tremendous pain. Her hand was throbbing and her neck and back were incredibly stiff. In retrospect, sleeping on the floor of the bathroom wasn't such a good idea, but right now she didn't want to be anywhere near Adam, let alone sleep in the same room as him. Slowly, she pushed herself off the hard bathroom floor and turned the faucet on as cold as it would go. She unwrapped one of the little disposable cups and filled it with the cool liquid before she splashed some water on her face.

Taking a deep breath, Amy put her cup down and inspected her reflection in the mirror as she thought back on last night. Sure, she had come on a little strong, but he didn't have to deny her advances as though she had the bubonic plague. She had finally managed to begin to tell Adam how she felt about him, but he obviously just wasn't interested. Then what he said about Matt, well that was uncalled for and just added insult to injury.

Matt, the bastard, seemed to be right though, Amy thought. No man could possibly want her. She thought Adam wanted her, but she turned out to be wrong about that. Yeah, the only man who would ever want her, or even love her was an abusive bastard trying to kill her. Tears stung at her eyes as she swatted the small plastic cup away from her. She had to get out of here and just go somewhere, anywhere; somewhere for away from Matt Hardy and Adam Copeland where she could live the rest of her life in peace.

Quietly as possible, Amy unlocked the bathroom and cracked it open. She peeked out the door and saw Adam was still sleeping peacefully on the couch. Tip-toeing through the room, Amy silently gathered her belongings and stuffed it all in her luggage. She grabbed her shoes, to put on once she left, and her purse and Amy stealthily made her way to the room door looking back sadly at the sleeping man, she opened the door only to have her way out blocked.

"Hiya Red, going somewhere," Jeff Hardy said with a smile.

"Jeff," she said still in shock that he was standing in front of her. "What are you…"

"Adam called me last night, said you needed me," he said simply. "And if someone tells me my Ames needs me, I come runnin', you know that! So, you going to let me in?"

"Well, I was just leaving actually." Amy motioned to her bags as the younger Hardy brother regarded her with worry.

"How 'bout we put leaving on the back burner for now," he suggested as he picked up Amy's luggage and went around her into the room where he put the bags next to her bed. "I just got here, you know. So, breakfast?"

"Um, I don't think so," Amy mumbled, her face paling at the thought of food.

"Ah, someone's a little hung-over," Jeff mocked, "that's cool. Why don't you go take a long shower, you'll feel better I swear." Amy just nodded as she walked back to the bathroom Jeff walked over to Adam and playfully smacked him on the back of the head.

"Amy," he yelled out as he sat strait up. He looked around the room for the redhead but only saw a man with blue and purple hair.

"Whoa dude, what were you dreaming about," Jeff laughed.

"Funny Hardy," Adam said sarcastically as his heart slowed back to its normal rate. "Something, or someone, hit me to wake me up and I thought Matt had found her."

"Well, Matt still has no clue where she is, but I did find her trying to run away," Jeff pointed to Amy's packed bags. Adam sighed loudly and ran a frustrated hand through his hair as he thought of what could have happened had Amy actually left.

"She left the bathroom," he joked bitterly as Jeff looked at him curiously. "She slept in there last night. Locked herself in there right before I called you."

"What did you do to piss her off so much," Jeff laughed as he sat on the couch next to his friend.

"I said something really stupid and…" Adam's voice trailed off.

"And…" Jeff encouraged.

"She was really drunk, kind of threw herself at me," Adam finished.

"Are we talking literally or sexually," he joked as Adam glared at him. "Ok not a time for jokes. Well, you obviously made sure nothing freaky happened, so I proud of you for that…even though I'm sure that really really made her mad."

"Yeah, it did," Adam sighed.

"Well have no fear, Jeff's here and I'm gonna fix it," he said with a huge smile.

"Right now, I just want you to get her to stay."

"So how's that hang-over," Jeff asked as Amy took a long sip of her coffee.

"Better," she shrugged as she put her mug on the table before leaning back comfortably in her chair. "What are you doing here?"

"I told you, Adam called me." Jeff smiled at Amy sweetly before taking a bite of his Rice Krispy Treat.

"But why did he call you?"

"Well, the guy's not an idiot…" Jeff started.

"Could have fooled me," Amy spat as Jeff continued.

"He's not an idiot and he could tell that he really upset you…"

"Understatement of the century," she said sarcastically as Jeff ignored her banter and continued to speak.

"And he thought I might be able to make you feel better and convince you not to leave."

"He has a lot of faith in you if he thinks you can do that." Amy rolled her eyes as she crossed her arms over her chest wishing she hadn't run into Jeff as she was leaving.

"He didn't mean what he said though, chalk it up to pent up sexual frustration," Jeff explained. "And how would you have felt if he had just slept with you last night? Cheap, taken advantage of, or that he was no better than my brother?"

"No," Amy said as Jeff gave her a knowing look. Sighing slightly, Amy nodded. "Well, yeah I guess."

"He cares about you, and by not taking advantage of you like that he kind of proved that."

"He didn't have to say that though," she grumbled reaching for her mug.

"Amy come on!" Jeff laughed. "The guy hasn't gotten any since before his divorce and last night he had the girl of his dreams throwing herself at him and he couldn't do anything with her. How would you feel?"

"Frustrated," she mumbled hating the fact that as usual, Jeff was right.

"I think we're getting somewhere," Jeff said with a smile. "Now, what do you say to going upstairs and talking to Adam, and maybe unpacking?" Sighing heavily, Amy nodded and got out of her chair.

Shane couldn't help but get a little frustrated. He and Shannon had searched for that box of Amy's mementos all night and had no luck finding it. They searched every nook and cranny in Matt's house and they still couldn't locate the damn box. Worse, Matt should be back within the hour and he would be pissed if they didn't have the box. But, that damn box and its contents seemed to vanish off the face of the earth. Shane pondered where the box could have gone, who would have wanted it? Then one name popped into his head as he called for Shannon.

"Hey come on, I think I know where it is."

"Where," Shannon asked eagerly.

"Jeff's house."

Adam paced the room as he waited anxiously for Jeff and Amy to get back. He hated having Amy mad at him, even more, he hated the fact that Amy might still try to leave. Despite the circumstances, Adam was actually enjoying getting to spend all of this time alone with Amy and he'd really hate for her to leave; especially with Hardy looking for her. Just then he heard familiar voices at the door as it slowly opened, Jeff walked in with Amy right at his heels. Jeff winked at Adam and he felt a huge weight lift off of his shoulders but was then shocked as Amy walked up to him.

"Adam I…"

"Amy I…" the started as Jeff chuckled. Amy turned and glared at her multi-colored haired friend who just smiled.

"You know, I'm gonna go see how much it costs to rent a snowboard, bye." Jeff then quickly turned on his heel and left the room.

"Amy can I got first," Adam asked once they were alone. Amy simply nodded and Adam continued. "I'm sorry, so sorry. I don't even know why I said what I did, but I know I regretted it the moment the words came out. I'm sorry."

"It's okay, I know how frustrated you must have been," she said taking a breath, "and I'm sorry for almost leaving."

"You're still here, that's all that matters," Adam suddenly remembered the surprise he had for her. "Oh, I got you something, kind of a forgive me gift." Adam turned around and grabbed the black and pink gift bag from behind the couch.

"You don't have to give me anything, I do forgive you," she said sitting on the couch as Adam sat the bag in front of her.

"Well, I saw this and thought of you," he smiled. "Open it." Amy smiled as she pulled the tissue paper out of the bag and gasped at what she found inside. "What do you think?"

"Knives, chef coat, the cooking lessons," Amy said as she inspected her new toys. "This was so thoughtful."

"You like it," he asked nervously.

"I love it, thank you," she smiled sweetly as she got up and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"Where the hell have you two been," Matt growled as Shane and Shannon came in his house.

"Jeff's house," Shane answered unable to stop smiling. Their trip had been far more beneficial then he thought it would be.

"Why the hell were you over there," Matt yelled. "You were supposed to be waiting here for me with that stuff!"

"That's the thing, we couldn't find it," Shannon started as Shane interrupted him.

"But we did find something much better," Shane gloated.

"Doesn't explain why you were at Jeff's house," he grumbled.

"We were there because Jeff took all of that stuff to Amy. But when we were at his house, we found this…" Shane held up a yellow post-it note.

"What the…" Matt said taking the note to read it closely.

"I'd bet you anything this is where Amy and Adam are hiding out…"