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Chapter 3

Maria cringed when Matt Hardy entered Jeff's hospital room, the look on his face told her immediately that he wasn't happy. And who could blame him? He was probably really pissed at her for what had happened.

"Hey, I got here as soon as I could. Is there any change?" Matt asked.

"No, no change," Maria replied, quietly. "I'm so sorry, Matt."

Matt frowned, "What for?"

"This is all my fault."

Matt shook his head, "No it's not. Orton told me you were blaming yourself and I gotta tell you Maria, it's not your fault. If it's everybody's fault, it's Jeff's. Don't go beating yourself up about it okay?"

"But …"

"No buts. We don't need negative energy in here right, now. We need to stay positive. Okay?"

Maria nodded, "Okay."

Elsewhere …

Jeff was currently scrolling through his contacts in his cell phone. For some reason, none of his brother's numbers were listed. Finding that odd, he had decided to ask his wife about it. She was sat on the bed of their hotel room, flicking through a fashion magazine to pass the time before they were heading to the arena for RAW.

"Maria?"

The blue haired beauty looked up from the page she was reading, "Yes babe?"

"Why aren't any of Matt's numbers in my cell phone?"

Maria chewed on her bottom lip, "Well … Um …"

Jeff frowned, "He is okay, right? Nothing has happened to him?"

"He's perfectly fine apart from being the biggest asshole on the planet," Maria replied bitterly.

"What?"

Maria sighed, "Really, Dolph Ziggler is a dead man when I get my hands on him. You and Matt don't talk anymore. It's my fault."

Jeff got up from the chair he was sitting on and sat down next to his wife on the bed, "What happened?"

"Matt and me just don't get along. He didn't like it when we started dating and he pretty much accused me of using you to try and further my own career which is total bullshit by the way. Before the wedding he said you had to make a choice and if you went through with the wedding he wanted nothing more to do with you."

"Oh …"

She reached out and touched his arm, "I'm sorry you don't remember that."

Jeff shook his head not quite believing what he was he was hearing. He and Matt would never fall out especially not over a woman. "When did all this happen?"

"Two years ago and I hate to cut this short but we really should be getting to the arena. We have lots to sort out before the match with Mel and Randy."

Realising he wasn't going to get anymore information out of Maria Jeff simply nodded, "Cool, I'm ready to go."

Maria smiled, "I'm just gonna use the bathroom real quick and then we'll hit the road."

The green eyed man offered his wife a small smile as she got up from the bed and disappeared. He was still having trouble believing that him and Matt didn't even like each other any more, this was certainly a bizarre world he'd woken up in. Little did Jeff know, it was about to get even more bizarre once they reached the arena.

When they had arrived backstage, Jeff had been given the WWE championship belt which had truly surprised him. When had he become WWE champion? He certainly wasn't complaining about that one though. Maria had explained that the champions no longer carried their own belts unless it was for an appearance due to one of the belts being stolen a few months back. Jeff had found that odd but hadn't commented on it.

Jeff and Maria were currently sat in a small room planning their match with Randy and his wife Melina. That was another thing that had surprised Jeff. Although Randy and Melina were apparently married in real life, there was to be no mention of it on screen.

"Okay, so I think we have nearly everything apart from the finish. How about Poetry in motion on Randy? He tags in Mel and then Twist of Fate and a Swanton?"

Melina nodded, "Sounds good to me." She noticed that Jeff was frowning, "What's wrong?"

"No offense but I'd feel more comfortable hitting the Swanton on Randy."

Maria laughed, "You're not finishing the match babe. I am."

Jeff shot her a what the fuck face, "You're doing the Swanton?"

"Well duh, it is my finishing move."

"It is?"

"You okay dude?" Randy asked.

"He's still having trouble with his memory," Maria said before Jeff could answer. "I'm really going to kill that moron Dolph. I think it will be for the best if we limit Jeff's ring time for the match. I don't want him getting another blow to the head."

"I'm okay."

Maria smiled, "No you're not so don't even think about lying to me buddy."

"I'm not … honest."

The blue haired bombshell kissed him once on the lips, "You better be or I'm adding you to my list."

Jeff frowned, "What list?"

"The list of people who's ass I'm gonna kick." Maria winked at him, "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go and make myself look beautiful."

"You're already beautiful," Jeff replied, the words coming out of his mouth before he could stop them.

Maria shot him a bright smiled, "Awww, you're so cute. I love you, Jeff Hardy."

Jeff looked back at his wife, he knew she was expecting him to answer her but he was unsure of what he should say, he didn't love her, he wasn't really her husband. "Ditto."

Randy laughed, "What you love yourself?"

"Shut up, Randall," Maria replied, "Everybody knows Jeff loves me."

The Legend Killer nodded, "Yeah, it's so sickening for the rest of us to watch."

"Then don't watch."

Randy grinned, "I thought you were going?"

"I am." Maria turned her attention to her sister in law, "You coming Mel?"

"Yeah, catch you guys later."

"Later babe," Randy replied smoothly.

A few hours later, Jeff was standing in the gorilla position with Randy. He was dressed in his usual black ring attire. He was pleased that at least that hadn't changed, the WWE championship belt was wrapped around his waist. He was reading to go. They were just waiting for their tag partners to arrive.

"Oh here they come now," Randy pointed out.

Jeff's jaw dropped when he turned out to watch them coming, Maria was dressed in matching ring attire to him even down to the armband and around her waist was the WWE women's championship belt. That couldn't be right, "You're women's champion?"

Maria grinned, "Uh huh."

"You're dressed like me …"

His wife frowned at him, "Yeah, we're a team, Jeff. We dress alike. Are you sure you're okay?"

"I'm fine … Okay apart from the memory loss I'm fine. Good to go, I swear."

"You'd better be or I'm …"

Jeff grinned, "Kicking my ass. I know."

"Alright then, let's do this." She double highfived with Melina. "Stay safe, guys."

"You too," Melina replied. She and Randy disappeared through the curtain as Randy's music hit.

Jeff took a moment to study Maria, she sure was pumped up for the match but before he could make a comment to her, his music started and she was pulling him through the curtain.

"And making their way to the ring, from Cameron, North Carolina, the team of WWE women's champion, Maria Hardy and WWE champion Jeff Hardy … The Hardys," Lilian Garcia announced on the microphone.

Jeff was so blown away by the crowd reaction he almost forgot to do his little dance. They were going crazy as he and his wife made their way to ring side. Just what the hell was going on here?