Note - Thanks to everyone who reviewed. Please keep them coming. I'm so glad to be writing this story again, even if it is now with a different pairing. Anyhoo, I hope you enjoy this chapter.

Chapter 2

A small white lie from Randy had lead to them receiving information about Jeff's condition at the hospital. It wasn't looking good. The next twenty four hours were critical and if he survived that the forty eight fours that followed would more likely than not determine if he was going to make it.

The redhead couldn't quite believe what she'd been hearing, "This is my fault."

"Don't be ridiculous, Ria. This was an accident. I keep telling you, it wasn't your fault."

"But I told him to drop dead and now he's in a coma."

Randy shook his head, "And since when does Hardy listen to you? The answer to that question is never. Do you really think he'd give you the satisfaction of being able to put him in a coma?"

"But … but."

"No buts Maria, this was an accident, pure and simple."

"I guess but it doesn't stop me feeling guilty. What if he dies, Randy? How am I going to live with that?"

Randy took hold of her hand, giving it a gently squeeze, "Don't even think about that. He's going to be okay. We just gotta believe he's gonna be okay."

Elsewhere …

After a visit to the hospital, which had turned out to be a complete waste of time, Jeff and Maria had headed to the airport and were now currently waiting for their flight back to North Carolina to board.

"I can't believe what the doctor said, what a total jerk," Maria stated from her position next to Jeff.

"He was just doing his job but you sure let him have it," Jeff replied.

"Yeah, well. He totally deserved it. How dare he call us time wasters? I have a good mind to report him … to … to the hospital board or something."

"Okay, calm down, you'll give yourself a heart attack." He could quite believe how worked up she'd gotten at the hospital. She sure seemed to care about him a lot.

"I'm fine babe, don't worry about me. I'm just worried about you. Is anything coming back to you yet?"

"Nope, maybe when we get home," he said, trying his best to sound hopeful.

She reached out and squeezed his hand, "It will be okay, Jeff. I'll take good care of you."

He turned to look at her, "I don't doubt it." It was the truth. Whatever was going on here, there was no doubt that she loved him.

"Ooh, that's us," she told him as their flight was announced. She shouldered her carry on when she stood up and Jeff did the same.

The plane journey had taken a little over two hours. The ride from the airport to their house had taken a further forty minutes. Once they had arrived home, Maria had set about the task of sorting out the laundry while Jeff had been ordered to take a nap. However, he hadn't done that. Instead he'd used the time to switch on the laptop that he'd found in their bedroom. He planned on using it to look up some information on the internet to see if that could help him figure out exactly what was wrong.

Once the computer had been turned on, Jeff immediately hit a snag. Windows was asking for his password and he didn't have a clue what it could be. As curiosity was getting the better of him, he decided the best thing to do was just to ask Maria what it was. "Maria?" he yelled out.

"Yes, babe?" his wife yelled back.

"What's my window's password?" When he didn't get a reply, Jeff assumed that she hadn't heard him. He was about to venture out of the bedroom when he heard sounds of footsteps coming up the stairs.

The door opened and Maria stepped inside, "You've forgotten that too?"

"Yup."

"Boobies."

Jeff shot her a confused look, "Excuse me?"

"Boobies," Maria repeated. "That's your password."

He raised an eyebrow, "Really?"

Maria rolled her eyes, "Yeah, you kept forgetting it so you made it real easy to remember. It's all lower case too."

Jeff was a little sceptical but typed the word into the computer anyway. Within seconds, his desktop setting were loading, "It worked."

"Why wouldn't it?"

The green eyed man shrugged, "No reason I guess."

"Is there anything else I can do for you? Do you want something to drink?" Maria asked.

"Nah, I'm good, thanks."

"Okay, I'm gonna go back downstairs." She was about to leave the room when she suddenly stopped and turned back to face him, "What are you doing on there anyways? I thought you were gonna take a nap?"

"I'm not that tired," Jeff admitted, "So I thought I'd do a little surfing instead."

Maria raised an eyebrow, "You, surfing?"

Jeff laughed nervously, "Yeah, you don't have a problem with that do you?" He double clicked on the Firefox icon on the desktop only to get a connection error message. "The net ain't working."

The blue haired woman made a face, "It plays up a lot. You'll have to do your surfing another time, Jeffy."

Jeff shrugged, "I guess so."

"Anything coming back to you yet?" Maria asked suddenly.

"No, this sucks."

"I'm sure it will. I'm so kicking Dolph's ass when I see him next. He made you forget me."

"I didn't forget you," Jeff said instantly. For some reason, he wanted to reassure her, even if she wasn't really his wife.

"You just don't remember marrying me. It was such a beautiful wedding too."

"It was? Maybe you could tell me about it sometime."

His wife smiled, "How about right now?" She sat down on the bed next to him, "We were married outside in the backyard."

"What here?"

"Yeah, we had to get special permission to get married here but it was totally worth it. The wedding reception was … Smashing."

Jeff rubbed his face for a moment, "Smashing?"

"Yeah, literally smashing and it was all your fault," Maria teased.

He frowned, "What did I do?"

"We had a buffet and for some strange reason you decided to make a little speech before you starting eating." She paused for a moment to smile at the memory, "And then your plate slipped out of your hand and smashed on the floor."

Jeff cringed, "Oh …"

"And just as it hit the ground you said fucking hell right into the microphone. It was really loud."

"That's not good."

"Are you kidding me? It was hilarious. And the best bit was because I'm Greek, all my relatives thought we were keeping with tradition and smashed their plates too. My nine year old cousin even joined in with your cussing. My aunt was not very happy about that, let me tell you."

"I bet."

"We were cleaning up bit of broken plates for months afterwards but it was totally worth it … Best day of my life."

Jeff studied her closely, "You really mean that don't you?"

"Of course I do, babe. I just hope you remember it soon. This amnesia thing you have going on is worrying me," Maria admitted.

"I'm okay," Jeff lied in an attempt to comfort her. He still didn't know what was going on or how he ended up here but it was clear it was some sort of alternative universe and he's taken the place of another Jeff Hardy. One who was very much in love with Maria Kanellis. The girl he hated.

"I'm not buying that for a second, buddy. Anyways, you should rest and hopefully things will start to come back to you." Without warning she leaned in and kissed him once on the lips. "I'll be back later to check up on you."

"Okay." Jeff waited for her to leave the room before he turned his attention back to the laptop. Maybe something else on here would give him more of a clue as to what was going on. He tried the internet connection again but it still wasn't working so instead he clicked on a folder on the desktop labelled photos. After a couple of seconds the folder opened and more subfolders were revealed. One called Summer 08 caught his eye and he decided to open that one first. After selecting the view as a slide show option, Jeff sat back and watched as the photos came on the screen. There were lots of him and Maria in various locations. After a couple of minutes he hit the pause button as a certain picture of Maria appeared. She was wearing a simple blue tank top and smiling brightly at the camera. But what had caught his eye was the tattoo on her upper arm which read, 'Maria loves Jeff forever'. "What the fuck?"

Unable to stop himself, Jeff marched back downstairs to find his wife. He didn't have to look very far as she was sitting at the island in the middle of the kitchen. "Maria?"

She turned around to face him, "Yes?"

"Have you got a tattoo?"

His wife nodded, "Uh huh."

"When did you get it done?" Jeff asked.

"Two and a half years ago maybe, I'm not exactly sure. Why do you want to know? Do you remember?"

"No, saw it on a photo. Did Shannon do it?"

"Yeah."

"Can I see it?"

"Sure, not like you haven't seen it before but whatever …" She unzipped the dark blue hoodie she was wearing and slipped her arm out of the sleeve on the left hand side to reveal the tattoo.

"Wow."

Maria grinned at him, "It was part of my gimmick at one point but back then it was airbrushed on. Such a pain in the ass so in the end I just got it done properly."

Back in reality …

Maria was sat next to Jeff's unconscious body, hoping and praying he would wake up any second. Randy had left her to get some coffee for both of them as the redhead had refused to leave Jeff's side. She was still feeling really guilty about what had happened to Jeff If only she hadn't had that argument with him and told him to drop dead then maybe he wouldn't be lying in the hospital right now hooked up to numerous machines all monitoring his condition.

A few minutes later when Randy had returned, the diva had accepted the coffee from him and drank it quickly.

"Maria, I think we should head back to the hotel soon."

"You go ahead," Maria replied, "I'm gonna stay here."

"Why?" Randy asked, "It's not like you can do anything. The nurses have my cell phone number, I can ask them to call if there's any change in his condition."

"This is all my fault, I can't leave him on his own."

Randy scowled, "Not this again. For the last time, this isn't your fault Maria. And besides, Matt's on his way, he won't be on his own for long."

Maria folded her arms across her chest defiantly, "I'm not leaving, Randy."

Randy rolled his eyes, "Then I guess I'm staying here too."

"You really don't have to."

"I'm not going to leave you alone so you can keep blaming yourself."

"I'm not alone, Jeff's here with me," Maria said lamely.

Randy shook his head, "You're not getting rid of me, Ria so I guess we're both staying."

The redhead smiled weakly, "I guess we are. Thanks Randy."

"You're welcome."