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Summary: John has been sentenced to two consecutive life terms in prison and away from the woman he loves. Trish is adapting to life without John, trying to stay strong for the sake of their newfound love. Can they survive the ultimate test to their relationship, one that neither of them expects or is prepared to fight?

To find a place I've never been

"Th...Th..The baby?" he choked out as she ran to his bedside, quickly grabbing his hand and holding it to her beating heart.

"Is fine John, The baby and I are just fine. We're just worried about you is all." She gently kissed the back of his hand, not letting go of it for one second. Needing the beating of his pulse near her heart to know that this moment was real.

He was really awake. He came back to me! She thought and wanted to scream. Her heart welled up with happiness that the man she had put so much of her heart into wasn't going to leave her without a fight. That he was determined to finally make things right.

He tried to speak again and she put her fingertips to his mouth to stop him. He had just awoken from a comatose state and the last thing he needed to be worrying about was talking to her. She was just happy to have him awake and looking at her this way.

"Shh baby, don't say anything right now, build up your strength. We have all the time in the world to talk to each other when you've had some time." she took her fingers away, assured that he wouldn't push himself.

"I..I love..you." he stuttered, throwing her warning not to speak by the wayside in an effort to let the woman beside him know just how much he cared and was thankful she was here with him. When he had pushed her away a few days before he hadn't assumed she would listen, and according to the guards she hadn't but having her here now with him made him realize that he had made a horrible mistake.

"I know you do John, just as much as I know in my heart how much I love you. How happy I am that you're awake right now. Don't you ever scare me this way again do you hear me? I'm tired of coming to this hospital to see you." she laughed lightly and John cracked a smile. He needed this right now. More then anything he had ever needed in his life.

He cleared his voice, trying to break the cobwebs out so he could talk to Trish the way he wanted too. He hadn't seen her for a few days and it seemed like he wanted to do nothing but tell her how he felt now that he had her here with him.

"I don't want to go back there Trish."

She knew he meant the jail and she couldn't agree more with him. He had wanted to do the right thing and be put with the other inmates but she had never agreed. She knew he was going to be a target, she just hadn't seen it happening so soon after his entry. She didn't want him going back either. But then again she wanted him home and in her arms and bed for the rest of their lives. That might be too much to hope for.

"Well right now you aren't going anywhere." she looked at the handcuffs that binded him as she spoke and realized he might not be leaving the room anytime soon but he was still very much a prisoner. It made her sick to his stomach to see him this way.

"How did you know I was here?" he asked, not wanting to close his eyes but feeling the weight of them bearing down around him. He slid his eyes closed against his will and just listened to the sound her breathing as she was about to speak.

"The Warden called me and told me what happened. John, I don't know all of what happened there but I was so afraid when he called that you had been killed."

"I know, I thought I was dead when I saw the knife." he whispered, his voice again feeling pulled and tired. He needed to rest but he was afraid that the minute he closed his eyes, the vision of the woman here with him now, the vision of Trish would vanish and he would find out again that in this world, he was truly alone.

"Baby, you need to lie back and rest now. I am going to go out and get the doctors but I am not leaving your side. When you wake up again we can talk..we can sort out what is going to happen next."

He nodded his head but not before whispering the words that would keep Trish going just a little bit longer.

"I love you Wish."

As she exited the room on her way to the nurses station to inform the desk that John had awakened she was stopped dead in her tracks by the two people already standing there, deep in discussion.

Shawn Michaels, who had true to his word not left the hospital and was indeed searching for information on John's condition was standing in deep conversation with the one man she had hoped never to see again.

As she silently made her way to the desk, both men turned around, noticing that she had exited from the room. Shawn, a smile on his lips at the sight of her wrapped his arms around her in a hug.

"Did it work?" he asked, knowing that Trish would know what he meant but that the man with him wouldn't have a clue.

"Yes Shawn it worked just like you said it would. He's awake now and he knows what happened to him. He's also happy to see me, so it turned out better then I could have ever hoped for."

She turned to tell the nurses what she had just told Shawn and they took off in the direction of the room to check on him. When they had safely made their way out of the general area of the desk, she turned back to the two men.

"Just what the hell are you doing here Jeff?"

"I heard what happened and I needed to make sure you were alright. Shawn here was just filling me in on a few things."

She sighed. That wasn't a good enough answer for her. She wanted to know the "real" reason Jeff Hardy had to show up here when she was with the man that she loved. It surely wasn't because he had heard that she was here, there had to be more to it. And what exactly did he mean by Shawn filling him in on things?

"Good answer but I want the truth Jeff. You do remember what that is don't you?"

The rainbow haired man ran his fingers through his hair in what looked like an act of desperation. He knew she had every right to ask what he was doing there he just didn't want to answer it. If he admitted the real reason he was here then all hell would surely break loose. Especially after what he had just learned from Shawn.

"I came here for you Trish. You need all the support you can get right now."

Anger flooding her features but wanting to remain control for fear of getting herself kicked out of the hospital wing, she just walked to him, until she was dead center with his face and she just whispered her final threat.

"I don't know why you are really here and right now I don't care. What I need right now is for you to get the hell out of my life and forget you ever knew me. I moved on with my life Jeff, and it's a life that no longer has you or your problems in it. So just GO!"

She turned her back and walked away then, leaving both men standing in shock at the turn of events that had taken place. As she walked back to John's room, content to just rest in the broken down chair again until he awakened, she put all thoughts of Jeff out of her mind.

John didn't need this right now. He didn't need to know that Jeff had come back into her life and he most definitely didn't need to know how confused his return was making her.