Disclaimer: I own nothing but the OCs, no matter how much I wish I owned Matt Hardy. XD
A/N: Thanks everyone! The support for this FF is amazing, all your kind words, reviews, readings, and PMs have made me want to keep going. Luckily, no writers block came to me for this, which made me happy. And to, I think it was LeahMarie, I'm pretty sure Jeff does smoke, as he had a cigarette box/cigarette in his hand in pictures before, and I've seen him smoke on one of the Hardy Show videos. I could be wrong, but I don't think I am. Thanks again everyone, and enjoy. :)

"Hey," I say into the phone, later that night, alone in the guestroom. I just want to hear his voice, the tone of it, just to make me feel a little better. Oh how I wish Penn was with me.

"Charity," Penn says slowly, as if he's been sleeping. I hear some shuffling of sorts, muffled coughs and then something beep. "How's Carolina?"

"Penn, is everything okay?" I ask him, biting my lip nervously. I hope it is…I don't want to worry. "And Carolina? Amazing, to say the least…though, I've made a fool of myself at least twice majorly."

"Everything is fine. A nurse work me up for vitals a few minutes ago though," he grumbles, making me laugh. I know how much he likes to sleep, it's a family thing. I remember when we were kids, our parents could never get either of us up for school on time, and we'd get in trouble almost everyday for being late to our classes. It didn't help that our parents woke up late too, of course. "Well, how? I wish I could have seen that." I can feel a smirk surface on his pale lips, as it swells larger by the moment. If I were there, I'd be smacking him in three, two, one…

"Not funny," I say with a huge huff. "Let's say it involves falling in a tub and a shirtless Matt."

"You were in a tub with Matt shirtless already? You dirty girl!" Penn says, fake gasping.

"NO!" I have to stop trying to talk, as I'm laughing like the hyenas from The Lion King and can't breathe. "Two different situations…equally embarrassing."

"Good, I didn't want to have to come attack Matt for flirting with my baby sister," he says in a happy tone. Though we're a lot alike, he never lets me live it down that he is in fact older than me.

"I think you're forgetting that we're talking about a pro-wrestler here, buddy. So…is mom driving everyone insane yet?" I bite my lip, waiting to hear that she has the national guard on waiting…just in case I don't call when I told her I would.

"Yep. When they visited earlier she kept wondering why you hadn't called since the morning, maybe you and the guys had gotten in a car accident, or maybe someone broke into their house, or maybe – get this one – you were being held captive by a crazy fan who wanted to kill you."

"She seriously said all of that?" I groan, clasping my head in my hands, setting down my cell phone to the bed, and rolling my eyes. "I swear, I think she believes that we're still two or something."

"She also thinks that you're in bed with the guys…well, she didn't say it directly, but I know that's what she meant. God, what does she think? That the guys created the contest so they can have a ring-rat around? Oh, hold on." The soft tone of my favorite nurse floats around in the background of the phone, and I smile. Brooke is a good nurse, always friendly, never rude.

"What's a ring-rat, darlin'?" I hear her ask, as she's taking his blood pressure. Stiffening a giggle, I listen to hear my brother fumbling for words…how do you tell a lady classy as Brooke…what a ring-rat is?

"Oh…she…well, uh—" he stops, and sighs, then tells her quickly. She has to be walking away because her voice grows softer, mumbling about the decaying level of woman's respect for themselves. "Well, that was awkward."

I giggle. "Now, back to mom. SHE THINKS I'M IN BED WITH THEM? Oh my God, that is so gross! I seriously hope she realizes that is not what I am here for. I hope you told her that, too, Penn."

"Don't worry, I did. But, hey look – I gotta go, the nurse wants me off the phone. Call me tomorrow…but call mom first before she comes to torture me again. I love ya, sis."

"Love ya too Penn. I'll keep you updated. Bye." We hang up, and I find myself alone again. When I told the guys and Beth that I was going to shower and call my brother, I never did the showering part, so I figured I'd do that now. Snapping off the bed, I dig through my bag for a pair of sweatpants, and a tank top – with a built in bra.

The shower looks almost as if it's never been used before. The walls are a cream color, shiny and bright. A brand new mat is on the floor of it, to keep from slipping, and a bottle of V05 shampoo and conditioner sits in a little rack, beside a bar of what looks like Dove soap. It's nice and I feel as if I'm in a high star hotel.

The towels are nice to, but at this point, I don't expect any less. Matt, Jeff, and Beth have outdone themselves – I feel like a princess being spoiled by her daddy…sort of. It takes me a minute to figure out how to work the shower, but finally, I step in, feeling the warm water run down my chest, past my stomach, and watch it dribble it's way toward the floor. Oh, yes, I could definitely get used to it.

-Jeff's POV-

"She sure as hell as been up there a while," I comment, as Matt sips a beer, Lucas perched on his lap as we watch a episode of…I'm not even sure, I'm not paying it too much attention. "Should we go check on her?"

Beth shakes her head at me, her soft hair, moving across my shirted chest. I love when she's lying on me, having her close is all I ever need, and any sore muscles seem to fade away. Beth is beautiful, and she's mine – that's all I need to know. "Let her be. Her brother is pretty much her other half, she probably wants to talk to him."

Matt looks up from the TV. "Yeah…plus, Charity needs to relax a bit. She's probably exhausted. If she's not down in a half an hour, I'll go see, okay?" I nod. It's not that I was worried, I just figured it weird that her first night here, and she's already wrapped up in her guestroom. Beth told me earlier that she's a little soft-spoken and that we need to be careful – especially when bringing up her brother.

I don't see any harm in that, I know how she feels. My mother and I were close – I can relate…if she ever wanted to bring it up, of course. But, she shouldn't. This week is about fun, and seeing how we live. I don't want to fucking bring her down or anything, I want the Hardy fan to have a smile on her face.

"Anyone want any ice cream?" Beth asks, getting up off me, much to my dismay…I'm now having thoughts, if you catch my drift. "I think we have rocky road…" She pulls down her shirt and smoothes it, making her fucking sexy ass curves appear. I can almost feel my mind wandering around in the gutter. I've explored that woman many times, but it doesn't need a limit – trust me.

"Sure," Matt nods, as Lucas jumps off his lap to follow her. Instead though, he spots a shiny bone and chases after it, pouncing on top of it, like a cat would. "Thanks."

I simply give her a swift nod, and a tiny smile. Beth returns it as we hear the shower turn on overhead. I wonder if we're gonna be able to actually get to know this Charity girl. I know she's soft spoken, but she can't hide in her room for the entire week, right? When we were walking around outside earlier…she seemed cool then. I think we actually picked a good fan…as weird as that sounds. Doesn't seem like some fucking creep that's gonna…I don't even know. I just want her to open up or something…we didn't do this contest for no reason – its to get to know a fan.

But, I guess, it's the first night, I'll give her time.

-Matt's POV-

I think Jeff is worried about Charity. He's sitting across from me right now, and he has that distant 'I'm thinking' look to his eyes right now. I'm trying to ignore the fact that our winner is upstairs in the shower and not down here, because that is what she is her for, not to hide. I say we give her some time though, adjust a bit.

You can just tell she's a very reserved girl with a lot of secrets and worries, I'm sure most of are about her brother. The way Beth told Jeff and me that they were talking – it's almost like they are twins.

I have to look a Jeff, knowing we can be the same way, or mortal enemies. Still, anyway, I just hope she opens up a bit and comes down to chat. About fifteen minutes passes as we munch on the ice cream the always lovely Beth provided, I begin to wonder too – what is she doing up there?

"We should go see what's going on," Jeff says suddenly, as if he's read my mind.

I want to say yes, to know what she's up to too, but at the same time, I didn't want to invade her privacy. "No," Beth and I say firmly, Beth biting her lip.

"WHAT? We didn't have this contest so she can sit in her fucking room the entire night, Matt! If she is so fucking afraid of us why'd she come?" he snaps, looking at me. I try to point behind him without looking obvious, but he doesn't notice my attempts. "She seems to just want to hide in her fucking room and be a bitch and I don't see the point of that. I'm going to find her."

He flips around to see a crestfallen Charity, who is standing at the edge of the stairs her expression almost numb. I want to smack my brother for his lack of sensitivity and stupidity. Before I can decide what to do, Charity runs up the stairs. "Nice fucking job you asshole," I say to him, and jog up the stairs after her. I can hear Beth lecturing him too as their voices get dimmer and I grow closer to her bedroom.

So I felt like making Jeff an ass for the night, lol. Next chapter: Matt talks to Charity, what will happen? And a special guest meets Charity...and she's a little more than surprised to learn something. It could be up tomorrow, or Tuesday, it depends. :) Thanks again everyone!