ONE SHOT – PART TWO

This is for threalkellyanne. Lol. She loves when I do this!!

I had intended for this to happen, but changed my mind. Now I'm changing it back!

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Jeff and Jessa had been together for a very rocky year. Just one year after waiting six years. One year of total hell for Jessa. Not that Jeff would know, he was high most of the time. He'd been "released" from the WWE, Jessa put him in rehab for two months, he was hired by TNA, failed to perform there also and was released, went back to the drugs and now Jessa fought a never ending battle. When they first made their relationship official, they made love and built the mental and physical connection. It was emotional for them both on several occasions as they got to know eachother and fell deeper in love.

As his professional life tanked, so did their sex life. It was sloppy and not even fun for Jessa. He quit pleasing her and barely was able to please himself. Eventually they gave up that aspect and she focused on his health while he focused on his next hit. She wasn't even sure he noticed they weren't having sex.

Sure, Matt and their dad were helping to get Jeff clean, but Matt had his own issues, remember how cute he and Amy were? Done. Blasted all over the internet and Matt was "released" from the WWE. Of course it was Matt's fault it was all over the web, but hey, he had been humiliated by his own friend and fiancé. Can you blame him? Enough about the sidekick. We all know he would never make it by himself, Jeff's the true talent, the true fan favorite, Matt's just there.

It all happened one rainy night. Jeff needed more drugs. He wasn't hearing Jessa or his brother. His life was in the toilet, all he had was Jessa, but right now he didn't care. He needed to get high again. She threatened to send him back to rehab, but he wasn't going to be shaken unless she actually took him. Jeff went out the door and Jessa was right behind him. She yelled, she pleaded, but he was going. He jumped into his Jeep and she got into the passenger side. The top was down and pouring rain, but neither cared, neither noticed. He wanted to get high and she wanted to stop him.

Oh where oh were could my baby be? The lord took her away from me. She's gone to heaven so I've got to be good.
So I can see my baby when I'll leave this world

As they argued, Jessa tried grabbing the wheel, she tried getting in the driver's seat to stop the car. It was too late. She screamed at Jeff and he swerved the car. The impact put the Jeep's engine in the dashboard and Jeff was pinned to the steering wheel. The last thing he heard were Jessa's screams. Gut wrenching, heartbreaking, pleading for Jeff but he faded. He passed out.

…There in the road, straight ahead. A car was stalled the engine was dead. I couldn't stop, so I swerved to the right
I'll never forget the sound that night. The screamin tires, the busting glass, the painfull scream that I heard last.

He wasn't sure how much time had passed, but when he woke he felt the rain on his face and heard voices. Someone was saying something about Jessa. It took every effort to reach up and wipe what he thought was rain from his eyes. He blinked a few times to clear his head and with every bit of strength he had, he turned to the passenger seat. No Jessa. The people were standing next to the Jeep and looking at the ground.

When I woke up the rain was pouring down. There were people standing all around. Something warm falling into my eyes, but some how I found my baby that night

He found it deep down, all he had, all he could muster, he managed to practically fall out of the Jeep and slowly move to the other side. He pushed through the crowd and fell to his knees. Not Jessa. Not his Jessa. His sobs for her were immediate. He sat in the rain soaked grass and gently lifted her to him. She gave a faint smile and looked him in the eyes.

All she could think of was the good times. How much she loved Jeff. Jeff. The simple yet complex mysterious man the world thought he was, was simply Jeff to her. He fulfilled her last request and kissed her. As soft as he could, as tender as he could, he pushed into her all he felt and all he had wanted to say. He kissed her face, her lips, her hands, smearing the blood from him to her and her to him. All he said were three words. Those three words were the last thing she heard and she found peace in them. He would be okay.

I lifted her head she looked at me and said, "Hold me darling just a little while." I held her close, I kissed her our last kiss. I found the love I knew I had missed. But now she's gone even though I hold her tight. I lost my love, my life that night.

He felt her go limp in his arms, her eyes closed and he sobbed for her. She was dead because of him. His cries silent, his misery obvious. Matt and his father pulled up seconds before the ambulance and police. Jeff refused to let her go. He needed to hold her, needed to feel her. In a matter of seconds, he ruined the chance at a lifetime of happiness with the one girl who ruled his heart, his life, consumed his thoughts, awake or asleep for as long as he could remember.

How would he continue? What happens now? Was this really happening? He looked at her face. She looked like she was sleeping. Yes, she's just sleeping. Matt pulled him and he looked up seeing tears in Matt's eyes. It is happening. Oh, God. Jeff felt the bile rise in his throat. My Jessa he thought as he rocked her. He buried his face in her blood stained hair and sobbed again. He was left alone for a few more minutes, mere seconds to him. Matt kept saying he needed to go to the hospital so he agreed as long as he could ride with Jessa.

They're going to save her right? She's just sleeping right? He looked at his brother, his dad, the EMT, the police, the spectators. Why won't someone tell him she'll be okay? That's when he saw it. They placed her on a stretcher and covered her with a sheet. Covered her beautiful face. Jeff knew what that meant but he didn't want to accept it. He would never accept it.

He had a choice to make and he made it. He did what Jessa wanted him too and he went back to rehab for six months. The WWE heard Jeff was clean and sober and offered him his job back. He wouldn't make the same mistakes, all he did was for Jessa. His return was huge, backstage and with the fans. Hew as so excited and charged and yet deep down he was alone. He spoke to Jessa as he stood behind the curtain waiting to head to the ring. Matt had escorted him and listened as Jeff spoke to her. This became his pre-match ritual. Matt's support here in the physical life and Jessa reaching down and supporting him emotionally and mentally. He had done it.

Oh where oh were could my baby be? The lord took her away from me. She's gone to heaven so I've got to be good. So I can see my baby when I'll leave this world