Lita got off the elevator and headed down the hotel corridor toward her room. She was tired; it had been a long night. After Robin's little scare everything else had gone downhill.

It turned out Robin was okay. Her ribs were bruised but nothing more serious. Lita had left her in the trainer's room at her friend's insistence. Besides, she was waiting for Kane. Lita smiled at the thought of them together.

Coming to her room, she fished through her pockets for her key. She sighed; it wasn't there. Grumbling she dropped her bag and started rummaging though it's contents.

"L…Lita?" The redhead jumped out of her skin.

"Matt? What the hell do you want?" She asked, disgusted by the sight of him.

"I…I couldn't find you at the arena tonight, so I thought I'd look here…" Matt Hardy stumbled over his words.

"Did you have a reason for hunting me down?" Lita snapped. Matt looked at the ground, kicking at some discarded paper.

"I…just wanted to talk to you, I guess." He mumbled.

"Talk? Talk about what?" What do we have to talk about anymore Matt?" Lita clenched her jaw biting back words she'd regret later.

"Well, how are you?" He asked feebly. Lita snorted and went back to looking for her room key. "Are you going to answer me?"

"No, I don't think I am." Lita jammed her stuff back into her bag. "Damn it!"

"What's wrong?" Matt asked stepping closer to her. Lita backed away.

"Go away Matt. Just go." Lita said waving him off.

"But…" Matt squeaked as she retreated back down the hall. "I…I miss you Lita."
Lita stopped but didn't turn around.

"Why are you here Matt?" She said, her voice quavering. Matt took a chance and walked slowly over to her.

"Because you're my girl, I love you Lita." He said his voice sickeningly sweet. Hesitantly, he put a hand on her shoulder. "Let's just go somewhere, you and me, like we used to. Please?" Matt put his other hand around her waist. Lita stiffened. "Let's just go talk."

"We don't have anything to talk about." She whispered, squeezing back her tears.

"Then just listen to me. You don't have to say a word. I've got a lot to say Lita girl." Matt chanced putting his face into her hair. "I'm so sorry. I never meant to hurt you."

"No Matt, you never do…" Lita cried pulling away from him. "Every time you do this, I forgive you. No…not this time Matt. I can't do this anymore." Tears were flowing freely now.

"It'll never happen again Lita, I swear." He said desperately grabbing her wrist hard.

"Matt, let go of me!" Lita yelled as she tried to pull away.

"Why don't you see what I see?" Matt said his breathing heavy as tears trickled down his cheeks. "We're supposed to be together." He squeezed her wrist tighter.

"Let go, you're hurting me." She yelled still struggling.

"Matt, let her go!" Jeff said throwing open the door to the room he was sharing with Lita.

"Stay out of this Jeff!" Matt sounded crazed. His eyes never left Lita.

"Let her go, or I'll make you let her go." Jeff tested, measuring each word. Finally, Matt saw the seriousness in his brother's face. He grinned and let her go.

"Get out of here." Jeff spat taking Lita's hand and pulling her toward their room.

Suddenly, Matt broke down again.

"Lita, baby please just let me explain. I'm sorry…" He closed his eyes, trying to think of the right words.

"Yeah Matt, I'm sorry too." Lita said sniffing and wiping her eyes on the back of her bruised wrist.

"I'd better go." Matt said. He looked defeated and worn out. The sight of him like this was breaking Lita's heart. "Lita…I…" He shook his head and walked off toward the elevators.

"Come here you…" Jeff said wrapping Lita in a brotherly hug. "Are you going to be okay?" Lita held onto him and nodded into his shoulder. Then, a racking sob broke loose and she shook her head violently.

"Why can't he just leave me alone?" Lita sobbed helplessly once they were back inside their room.

"I don't know why my brother does what he does." Jeff offered handing her a glass of water and some tissues.

"I don't like walking on egg shells for him." She mumbled and took a sip of water.

"You don't deserve that. You know that don't you?" Jeff said sitting down on the bed next to her. Lita shrugged sullenly and blew her nose.

"Wow, that was attractive." Jeff teased nudging her softly. Lita smiled slightly and nudged him back.

"Thanks a lot brother dear." She said flopping back onto the pillows. Jeff laughed and went over to the mini-fridge.

"Oh look, a twenty-five dollar can of peanuts. Lets throw them at people and then put them on Vince's bill." He joked holding the can as if he were Vanna White. Lita couldn't help but laugh. She rolled over and buried her face in the pillow. "No? Oh…Okay scratch that. I'll just throw them at you if you're not going to be any fun." Jeff said chucking the full can at her head.

"Hey now!" She yelled lobbing them back at him. He dodged the projectile and watched as it bounced and rolled across the floor. Jeff raised and eyebrow.

"Hmmm. I guess they're used now. I'm not going to eat them. I, Jeff Hardy, do not eat used nuts." He stuck his nose high into the air and pointedly turned away from the discarded peanuts. Lita rolled over laughing so hard her sides hurt.

"Jeff, you are crazy!" She panted, then taking a deep breath tried to calm herself.

"That might be true but you're laughing now." He smiled at her. "Will you be okay alone or did you want to help me dye my hair?" Lita tossed the TV channel guide on the floor.

"What color are we using this week?" She asked snatching the bottle of dye from him.

"Plum-tastic?" Her eyebrows went up to her hairline. "Purple? You're going to put purple over green?"

"Why not? It'll match my ring gear tomorrow." He said putting up his hands, then stealing back the bottle.

"You can't do that, it'll turn gray…or brown." She made a weird face.

"Alright, now who's been dying their hair longer?"

"I have." Lita replied smugly.

"Okay, but that's not my point." Jeff tried to argue. "You've only ever used that red. Ah Ha! So what would you know?" He nodded and walked triumphantly toward the bathroom. Lita rolled her eyes and followed him.

"Don't say I didn't warn you." She said snapping on the plastic gloves. Jeff took a step back and bumped into the sink.

"Please…don't hurt me…."