Jeff's Grace, Dawn's Past
Disclaimer: I do not own the Hardy Boys, Matt or Jeff, they belong to themselves and the WWE, any OC's are mine and only I can torment them
Chapter 10
AN – Thanks to Cena-Test-Lover for the review, much appreciated. Enjoy all!
Days turned into weeks, every time the phone rang, Casey would jump to answer it, every time the boys came home from being on the road, they would look for signs that someone, anyone had been at their house. Every time they saw that no one showed, that no one left a message, the worry became more evident and the hope flickered in all of them, but mostly Jeff.
The keepers, Mikey, John and Gabriel never did show, not even a whisper. Casey was the medical for the fight in Raleigh and no sign of Dawn. Casey didn't know if she should be happy or worried. Both Matt and Jeff took that a good sign. There was the odd hang up from time to time but nothing to the point where is seriously alarmed Casey or the Hardy boys.
Then one day Jeff was home from being on the road, he was out running errands and picking up a few things while Casey was at work and he got the feeling he was being watched. He was used to fans pointing, whispering, or even following him, but this wasn't a normal vibe. He swore the person was right behind him, just a whisper away from saying his name, but every time he looked, no one was there. Finally he had enough and headed back home, he would send Matt back into town the next day for the rest of the stuff, it was getting dark and he couldn't shake that feeling.
'I know someone is there, but who the fuck is it? Dawn?'
Finally Jeff arrived home and bolted inside with everything and slammed the door shut. Both Matt and Casey stopped in mid step and gave him a confused look. Jeff then dumped everything in the kitchen and then peered out of all the near by windows.
"Ummm...Jeff? You ok?" Matt as carefully while trying to assess him. Casey squinted her eyes at Jeff trying to figure out what the heck was going on.
"Was there any hang ups today?" He asked in a rush while walking quickly to the next window.
"Well there were three," Casey answered carefully, "the last one was a bit odd, and it was just a soft whine sorta."
"I can't shake this feeling; someone has been watching me and it driving me nuts." Jeff finally admitted to both Casey and Matt. They gave him a tolerant look and then glanced at each other. "Jeff we've had the same thing to, we think someone is watching the house from the tree line." Matt admitted. Jeff ran his hands through his hair and sighed. "Do y'all think it's Dawn?" he asked slowly.
Suddenly the phone rang making all three adults jump in surprise; slowly Casey reached for it and clicked the glowing TALK button.
"Hello?" Casey spoke softly.
"Moondog, don't say anything, just act as if your talking to one of your normal friends" the female voice spoke softly and quickly, right off the bat she knew who it was.
"Oh hey, how are you?" Casey plastered on a smile and started to walk around the house while talking like she normally would, thank goodness Jeff and Matt did not notice and went about putting the stuff Jeff had rushed in away.
"Just listen, stay calm, I'm a hour away from you, I just got wind that those fucking idiots are watching you guys, I've stayed in front of them just enough to lead them away, but they got sick of the game. Stay in the fucking house Moondog, and keep those Hardy Boys in with you, don't let them out, just act natural." Dawn spoke quickly and from what Casey could tell she was on the side of road on her cell phone, she could hear the bike purring in the background.
"Oh that's awesome news, so when should we expect you?" Casey walked past the boys again with her silly smile on while all she wanted to do was yell and scream at Dawn.
"Moondog have you taken yer stupid pills?! I just said I'll be there in an hour!" Dawn huffed into the mouth piece of the cell phone and closed her eyes; she wanted to know so badly, she wanted to know if Jeff was ok. "Casey…is Jeff…is he ok?" Dawn held he breath waiting, she cursed herself for her big mouth, how many times alone did that get her into trouble.
"Oh him? Well you know off in his own world, but he's been a little off more than usual, must be stress or something that's bothering him." Casey was trying to tell her, she was worried about Jeff as well; he didn't take Dawn's situation or her sudden departure well.
"Keep that idiot inside and the idiots' brother, I'll be there to finish up business or to start it, which ever it is. And if he won't, tell him I'll owe him something big, which should catch his attention for 15 minutes. Lock down in one hour Moondog. Don't fuck up." Dawn sighed deeply and snapped her cell phone shut and quickly pocketed it. She was back in the highway within minutes praying those crash test dummies that called themselves the Hardy Boys would listen.
Casey clicked off the phone and gave a little smile, she knew it, she knew Dawn liked Jeff. She snapped out of her thoughts as she heard the door softly click open. She ran into the kitchen just in time to stop Matt from going outside.
"Matthew Hardy get yer ass back in here!" she half yelled. Jeff was startled out of his own game of window hopping long enough to give Casey a weird look. Matt stopped dead in his tracks and gave a questioning look.
"Think Casey, how do I get Matt to stay inside? Think, think, think…ohh yesss!'
"Mattcho, the grand master of Scrabble; I challenge you to a duel!" Casey spoke with a cheesy British accent. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Jeff smirk and rub his hands together while mouthing the word sweet. Matt gave her a second glance and scoffed at her. He walked over to the games cupboard and pulled out his super deluxe edition of Scrabble and plunked it down on the table. Jeff scooted up to the table and sat down as did Matt.
"Game on Casey, get ready for an ass kicking." Matt said with a feral grin. Jeff just sat there silently bouncing in his seat just waiting for the game.
'As long as I can drag this out for an hour, I'll take that ass kicking. The things I do to keep these guys safe.' Casey chuckled to herself and breathed a sigh of relief.
Outside
The two men sat on their bikes just watching the Hardy household, the wind blew a noise to them and they barely turned their heads.
"Any trouble Mikey?" the leader asked the approaching man quietly. Mikey walked his bike up to the other two and sat down on it.
"Naw, but that guy is skittish. Nearly caught me a couple of times. He was just out running errands, nothing out of the ordinary." He spoke softly.
John crouched down on his bike, his eyes never leaving the house. "That was weird, one of them was going to come inside but then did a u turn. Some girl hollered his name. Something tells me they were tipped off." John looked over to Gabriel who was stomping out his cigarette. He sighed and thought hard on the whole situation.
'When did this whole thing come to us hunting her, she's obviously putting two and two together, I just don't want it to end like this but I can't stop being a bastard to her. Dammit.'
"Give it an hour, then we move, hopefully on of them will come out so we can gather information before then."
All three turned back to the house as they un-holstered their guns and began checking them over.
With Dawn
Dawn gripped the handlebars tighter and she sped up, she vowed to make it there and put a stop to this nonsense. She shouldn't have stayed so long with them, it put them in danger. And this whole thing with Jeff, it un-nerved her. Her emotions were swelling up, ones she'd long forgotten about, and it was putting her best game off kilter. She had to shut out what she felt for Jeff if she was going to survive this and pull the others along with her.
She was going over plans and back up plans in her mind when her mp3 player decided to click on when she hit a bump. She was nearly sent into soul wrenching spasms as Criss Angel's Die for You came over her earphones. She resolve was steeled; she would protect Jeff and the others. She didn't have anything to live for, death after death on her hands, being torn between two words, barely be able to link the two. She felt a single tear slip down her cheek before she could wipe it away; it was carried off by the wind.
'I know I would die for you, but I would never ask you to die for me Dream Catcher. You have to live and carry on.'
Her mind was set, at any cost, if need be, she would protect Jeff Hardy, the man she was slowly falling in love with. A fleeting image of Jeff's smiling face raced through her mind, just before she gripped the bike tighter and hit the NOS switch to speed towards him, to protect him.