* 6 Weeks Later *

He stretched his sore body and opened his eyes slowly, allowing the sunlight to brighten his morning. He rolled onto his side and smiled, seeing her sleeping form bundled beneath the warm covers. He kissed the top of her forehead before kicking the covers off and and reaching for his clothes.

He had a list of things to do that day before he could even think about returning on the road. His house was underway being rebuilt; a project his dad had decided to take over after he returned with the WWE. He needed to attended his last meeting and call his employer to let him know about his progress and Jeff knew, in the end, he would beg for mercy and hope Vince would give him another chance to prove he could be a top tier performer for his company.

"Jeff..." she said sleepily.

"Shhh... It's only 7 in the morning. Go back to bed." he ushered, kissing her check before disappearing from the room.

He took the steps two at a time, not believing how well he felt that morning. It had been a while since he had felt that good, even when he was on the pills. He didn't want to ruin everything he had going for him by turning back to drugs, especially since Janine was in his life.

Things had be going nicely for them since they had begun dating only 3 weeks before. She had been there for him in his darkest hour, and for that, he could never find the right way to repay her. He felt truly indebted to her for a lifetime and he hoped he had that long to prove to her how much he meant it.

As he walked into the kitchen, he saw his brother sitting at the table doing his usual morning routine. A smile crept onto his face, as he slipped into an empty chair and rolled his eyes at the older Hardy.

"What?" Matt asked, dropping his spoon into his bowl and looking at his brother.

"Nothing, man. It's nice to know that some things just never change." Jeff replied, pointing at his bowl of cereal.

"I love Cinnamon Toast Crunch. What's wrong with that?" he asked.

"Matt, you're 34. Don't you think it's time to try some grown-up food? Eggs, toast, sausage, bacon, something besides cereal, man." Jeff said, laughing lightly.

"Sure. You gonna make it?" Matt joked back.

"Funny, Matthew." Jeff said, grabbing the morning paper.

"You know, I'm really proud of you, Jeff." Matt said, out of the blue.

"I know, Matt. You've told me that just about every day since my recovery." Jeff responded, the paper still covering his eyes.

Matt jerked the paper from his brother and looked at him, a serious look lying within his eyes. Jeff changed his position before looking back.

"No, I mean, Jeff, I really thought it would be longer before you changed. Honestly, I thought you would lose your job and either return to TNA or start your Motocross shit again. I was so worried about you for so many years and I just have to pinch myself everyday to make sure this is really happening." Matt replied.

"Thanks, I think." Jeff said, thinking.

"No, don't take it the wrong way. You're doing great. It's a miracle, really. I mean, I knew you had to will power and everything. I've always believed in you. I guess I just didn't believe in you enough." Matt admitted.

"I'm not even mad at that. I mean, I was gone. Everyone knows that now. If it weren't for you, dad and Janine, I don't think I would have stopped when I did. I wanted it for myself. Withdrawal was hell and I never wanna do it again."

Jeff stood to grab a cup of coffee as Matt returned to his cereal. Jeff thought about his brothers words as he returned to the table and sat down. Matt waited until Jeff placed the coffee back on the table before he spoke again.

"She's really something special, isn't she?" Matt said, looking upwards.

"Yeah, she is." Jeff said, sighing, a smile coming to his face.

"I know you and Beth shared so many years together, but I'm kind of glad it happened. You know, the break-up; if it didn't, she wouldn't be with you now." Matt said, returning the smile.

"Yeah, she would." Jeff said, shaking his head. "This.....me and Janine; it was meant to be." he replied simply before turning back to the newspaper.