Thanks to everyone who reviewed the last chapter. I hope you're all still enjoying. I also wanted to say, as much as I dislike Matt Hardy, I don't think he would ever do what he does in the Elsewhere part of this chapter but it's purely for plot purposes only. Please R & R.

Chapter 4

She wasn't sure when, but sometime in the last hour or so, Maria had taken hold of Jeff's left hand and she had yet to let it go. She'd been pleading with him to wake up but of course he hadn't. Maybe Randy was right, since when did Jeff listen to her? It still did nothing to ease the guilt she was feeling, especially when the Doctor had arrived to check up on Jeff and had informed her that he had a tremendous amount of brain activity going on. Her first thought that popped into her head had been, 'well that must be a first'.

"Come on Jeff, please wake up."

Elsewhere …

The match had gone off without a hitch, Jeff found himself watching every move his wife made in the ring. He couldn't get over how great she was. The Maria he knew was mediocre in the ring at her best, not that he really took much notice of her matches. When they had reached the backstage area, Maria had gone back to the women's locker room to get changed and Jeff was currently making his way to the male locker room. That was when he saw him … His brother was walking towards him at a fast pace, "Hey Matt."

Matt Hardy stopped dead in his tracks, "Don't hey Matt me."

Jeff frowned, despite the fact that Maria had told him that he and Matt didn't get along anymore he was still hoping that she was exaggerating, "Come on man, don't be like that."

"Like what? How am I supposed to be with my worse enemy?" Matt asked.

"Worse enemy? I'm your brother."

"You're nothing to me … How many times have I got to tell you that? You picked that fucking bitch over me."

Jeff felt himself beginning to get angry, "Don't call her that."

Matt laughed bitterly, "It's the truth. She's nothing but a whore who's only with you to further her career."

"That's not true man, she loves me."

The black haired man scoffed, "She doesn't know the meaning of the word love. She's probably sleeping with half the locker room behind your back but you're just too stupid to see it."

Something inside Jeff snapped, "You take that back dude."

His brother rolled his eyes, "It's the truth. Now get out of my way."

Jeff stood his ground, "Make me."

Before Jeff knew what was happened his brother had rammed up hard up against the wall and had his hands around Jeff's throat, effectively choking him. The green eyed man was finding it harder and harder to breathe when suddenly Matt released him. Jeff could hear a female screaming and it only took him a moment to realise it was Maria. She had jumped on Matt's back and was punching him hard in the chest or at least she was. Without warning Matt rammed her backwards into the wall. The back of her head hit the wall hard. She immediately stopped punching him and slid off his back onto the floor.

Jeff dropped to the floor and was by her side in an instant, "Get the hell away from her, you bastard."

"Let this is a warning to both of you, stay the hell out of my way," Matt yelled out before marching down the hallway.

"Urgh," Maria moaned, grabbing the back of her head where it had connected with the wall.

"Are you okay?" Jeff asked.

"I dunno," Maria replied softly. "Are you okay? I thought he was going to kill you."

"I'm fine just worried about you." He reached out and stroked her face gently. "Can you get up?"

"I'm not sure but I think it might be best just to stay here for a little while … feeling kind of sleepy," Maria admitted.

"No!" The word came out of his mouth louder than he expected, "You can't stay here, we have to get you up and about. No sleep for you just yet."

"Why not?" she asked, her voice no louder than a whisper.

"Because you might not wake up. That's why."

Maria closed her eyes, "But I'm sleepy …"

"Stay with me, Maria. I just found you, I don't want to lose you."

The blue haired diva opened her eyes again, "I love you, Jeff."

"I love you too, Maria. Now, let's get you checked out in the trainer's office." Jeff scooped her up into his arm and carried her back down the hallway. It didn't take them long to reach the trainer's office.

"What happened?" the trainer asked.

"She hit the back of the head against the wall … It was a pretty hard impact, she keeps closing her eyes."

"Can you put her down of the couch for me?"

Jeff nodded and put Maria down as instructed, "Is she gonna be alright?"

"Too early to say but you did the right thing by bringing her here so quickly. Can you wait outside?"

"I want him to stay," Maria spoke up.

"Okay."

Maria smiled weakly, "Thank you."

Jeff watched in silence as the trainer set about performing certain tests on his wife. He still couldn't believe what Matt had done. The Matt he knew would never do anything like that to a woman. It didn't make any sense. Nor did the sudden feelings that he felt towards Maria and it wasn't just because she'd put her body on the line to help save him from Matt. When he'd seen her slumped on the ground, he felt this overwhelming urge to comfort and take care of her. She looked so small and helpless. He shouldn't be feeling like this. She wasn't really his wife, she was another Jeff Hardy's wife. And the more time he spent with her, the more he found himself wishing she was his wife.

Five hours later, Jeff and Maria had returned to their hotel room. Despite apparently refusing to go to a hospital himself a few days ago, Jeff had insisted that Maria followed the Trainer's advice and went to be checked out. It had taken a while for them to be seen but Jeff hadn't cared about that. His only concern was that Maria was okay.

Now they were side by side in the queen sized bed and when Jeff turned to look at her he found her lying on her side, facing him with the smallest hint of a smile on her face, "What?"

"What?" She echoed his question.

For a reason he couldn't fathom, Jeff found himself smiling at her, "You look like you want to say something."

"I was just wondering if it was sleepy time yet …"

Jeff raised an eyebrow, "Sleepy time?"

"Yeah, you know, you lay down, close your eyes and have wild dreams about the fact you're married to the sexiest man alive."

The green eyed man blushed, "Oh …"

"You're embarrassed … I haven't seen you embarrassed in such a long time," Maria admitted.

Jeff smiled at her, "I guess it is sleepy time then … Goodnight Maria."

"Good night Jeff." She moved forward and wrapped her arm around his back and kissed him on the lips. After about ten seconds she pulled back again, "You would have gotten way more than that but my head is still killing me. Love you, babe."

Just as Jeff was about to reply, he saw Maria's eyes close, "I think I love you too, Maria," he whispered.

The two had woken the next day around mid-morning. Instead of venturing out to the hotel's restaurant, they had ordered room service for breakfast. As Smackdown was being taped in an arena that was only sixty miles away, they were staying at the hotel again tonight.

Maria had just returned from the bathroom when Jeff decided he should tell her what was going on. She was probably going to think he was crazy but she deserved to know the truth, "Maria, there's something I've got to tell you and it can't wait …"

Maria's face turned serious, "What is it?"

"I'm not who you think I am."

Maria made a face and sat down on the edge of the bed, "What?"

"I'm not who you think I am," Jeff repeated.

"Jeff, what are you going on about? You're Jeff Hardy right?"

"Yeah but I'm not the Jeff Hardy you know."

"Wait … I'm confused, there's two of you?"

"Yes … No … I don't know," Jeff replied truthfully, "I'm not sure how many of us there are but I just know, I'm not your Jeff."

Maria smiled at him, "Is this some sort of rib?"

"No, of course not."

"Then what because you're not making any sense …"

"Remember when I woke up in the hotel room the other morning and I didn't know what was going on?"

"That was because of the amnesia, babe."

"I don't think I have amnesia, Maria. I'm just not your Jeff Hardy."

"Of course you're my Jeff Hardy, you're exactly like him."

"No, I'm not. Where I come from, you and me? We don't even like each other. It's like I told you when I woke up that day … We had an argument, I called you a fucking bitch. Wait not you … My Maria."

"I am your Maria, Jeff," Maria protested.

"No, you're not."

"How can you be so sure?"

"Because I love you and I hate her."