Author: lovewithstands

Pairing: Mark calloway (Undertaker) / Jeff hardy

Summary: The final chapter.

A/N: No beta!, All mistakes are mine.

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"I'm sorry..for everything, I didn't want this to happen."

Mark smiles "It's not your fault.. I don't blame you for anything."

"I love you Mark, I just wish it wasn't over yet."

"It isn't over Jeff, I'll always love you.. That doesn't end today."

Jeff looks down at the floor, His eyes were getting misty and he didn't feel comfortable to let Mark see.

"...I'm scared Mark, I know I'm not supposed to be, I know I'm being a hypocrite right now..

You know living for the moment well... the moment's coming to a end and I'm scared..

What's gonna be next for me, What's out there waiting. Will I fade away or am I going to some-other place."

Mark grabs Jeff's hand.

"No touching!."The Guard yells, Standing up to prove he will call off the session if they don't cooperate.

Mark lets Jeff's hand fall loosely from his own,

How can they not allow contact..

"I can't answer that but I can tell you it's okay to be scared hell you know how I am and I'd be scared right now!.

I am scared actually....I'm scared for you."

Jeff nods his head. "I wish we could have some privacy."

Mark looks around the room, One guard was standing just a few feet away and then you had another one in this glass box controlling the doors, Also able to listen in on their conversation and watch their every move.

"Yeah, I wish so too. They don't give you much privacy huh." Mark responds.

"No that they don't.....I want you to be there for me, At my execution."

Mark shakes his head, His fingers were tapping the metal chair that he was sitting in.

"I can't do that Jeff, It would be too hard.."

Jeff nods his head repeatedly, His face lowered so you couldn't see much of it.

"I understand, I gathered my things from my cell, I'd like it if you'd take them."

"That I can do, Where is it?." Mark asks.

Jeff looks over to the guards "The guards' ll give it to you before you leave."

"Oh okay." Mark folds his arms acrossed his chest.

"I hope you'll forgive me Mark."

".. I told you I don't blame you, You've done nothing for me to be angry about..

I'll admit I was angry before but I'm not now."

"I know you won't say your angry with me but you are,

Your gonna be angry that I did this, That I got myself in this situation."

Mark shakes his head and stands up.

"No no no!, I'm not alright.. I love you,

If I'm angry about anything or towards anyone

it would be these stupid motherfuckers that are taking you away from me!."

The guard stands up and begins moving over towards Jeff and Mark.

"You wanna take a seat sir and calm down." The guard replies.

Mark wanted to sink his jaw in the man's face but sat down instead.

Jeff stares at Mark, He notices a new tattoo.

"What is that, A new tattoo?." Asks Jeff.

Mark sits stewing for a few before answering.

He coughs "Yeah... I got it for you."

"FOR ME?." Jeff says stunned.

"Yes for you, It's something I wanted to get."

Jeff leans in closer trying to get a better look.

"I like it..It looks good."

"Thanks, .." Mark checks his watch, 20 minutes before our times up.

"I was surprised to see you cut your hair." Jeff stats.

"Oh..yeah I got tired of it being long, It's much easier to take care of like this..Do you like it?" Asks Mark.

"Yeah I like it."

"Are they treating you right in here..I mean like no-ones done anything to ya

since you've been here." Mark asks.

Jeff stares at Mark. "No.. I mean not really..I've had a few things happen but it doesn't really matter."

"What few things?" Mark asks.

"It doesn't matter, You can't do anything and besides I don't want to waste our time talking about that."

Mark nods his head in agreement. :Alright, Has or is your brother coming to see you?."

"No..He hasn't returned any of my calls or letters." Jeff confesses. His voice low.

"I'm sorry.. I can make him if you'd like." Mark announces with a laugh.

"Haha thanks but no it's fine." Jeff smiles.

The guard then stands up and walks over to Jeff, Picking him up by his shoulder he says

"Times up, Let's go Hardy"

Mark stands up "It ain't over, We still have 20 something minutes!." Mark stats his voice yelling.

The guard grabs his nightstick "Sir SIT DOWN."

Mark reluctantly does as he's told.

"Sir please we still have some time left."

"Well sir your clock must be behind cause mine's telling me times up."

Jeff just stands there knowing not to get the guards attention directed at his-self.

The guards could be abusive at times and Jeff had a history with this one guard mentioned above.

"Sir with all respect... maybe it's your clock that's fast.

I'm not leaving until I see Jeff for as long as scheduled."

The guard lets loose of Jeff's arm "Say your good-byes..Do it fast Hardy."

Jeff walks towards Mark, Whispers I love you before the guard stashes Jeff's handcuffs which Jeff was wearing and pulls Jeff to his side.

"You can go out that door, The other guard will let you out." The guard explains to Mark.

Jeff's practically forced towards the door.

Mark stands there stunned, He didn't get to say good-bye.

Mark rushes to Jeff, The guard notices begins yelling for Mark to take a step back, He pulls out his nightstick and swings it towards Mark.

Jeff grabs the stick and throws it down before running over towards Mark.

Mark grabs Jeff and pulls him into a hug, He kisses him on the cheek,lips and forehead.

Jeff was crying, The guard was having a fit, Yelling and screaming for back-up.

Jeff and Mark stand there, Wrapped around each other.

The events of their surroundings were in the background.

All they could see or hear was each other.

Mark whispers I love you over and over in Jeff's ear.

Jeff following back by tugging on Mark's shirt,

Wrapping his arms more around Mark's body-frame.

Much like a scared boy would do with their father,

Finally the back-up arrives and they surround them.

"Get on the ground Hardy now" One guard yells while another shouts at Mark to back away slowly.

Their guns were drawn and ready to fire.

You thought we were trying to bust out the prison not hugging.

After awhile, Everything settled down. Jeff was taken back to his room.

Mark was being escorted out the prison.

Mark arrives to his motorcycle, He had Jeff's belongings in a box.

He would search through them when he got home.

Mark was sitting at his kitchen table, The boxs lid was open and Mark saw a letter inside it.

He stares at it for a few seconds deciding weather to open it now or save it for later.

He sits it down and goes to get some coffee, He sits down with his coffee, Takes a sip and stares at the letter.

Unable to wait any more he grabs the thin envelope and rips it open.

Hes pulls out the letter.

Mark.

I hope your reading this or some very intimate details are being seen by someone's eyes

I wouldn't want them to be seen by.

Anyways, I'm writing to tell you I love you.

and plus I can't sleep and you know how I am when I can't sleep, I gotta get up and do something!.

Laughing out loud..But all seriousness I wanted to write this so you would have something to remember me by, Something you could sit and look at when you feel like you can't stand missing me anymore.

When that time comes I hope this will help just a little,

I may be completely wrong and this may just make it worse but I hope not.

I'm not sure if I'll see you tomorrow so that's another reason why I wrote this.

Out of everything that you remember I hope its' the good times we had together.

I've gotta go now but I'm gonna end this with something from my heart.

You comfort me better than any chair, bed, room, or house---

You amaze me more than any facts, stories, truths, or lies---

You enhance me more than any drug, drink, pill, or powder---

You predict me better than any parent, coach, counsellor, or teacher---

You season me better than any salt, pepper, winter, or summer---

You entertain me more than any movie, show, song, or competition---

You control me better than any school, job, jail, or prison---

You love me more than any person, God, business, or existence---

In my existence......Believe......I do

In our existence......I live......for you.

~ Actually written by Jeff Hardy.

Mark sets the letter down, His vision was blurry and his eyes wet.

He whispered I feel the same.

He graps the letter and places it to his chest.

"I love you and I'll never forget you."

THE END.

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