I DO NOT OWN ANYONE OR ANYTHING BESIDES THE OC'S.

Caylee's Point of View-

I knocked on Vince's office door, then opened the door, and he just hung up the phone.

"Back already?" Vince asked.

"Yeah, I got my outfit, I might try and buy a different top at least because I don't really like it because it makes me feel like another Lita, and I don't want that and I don't feel quite comfortable in it." I said.

"Understood, what else do you want?"

"Plane tickets." I said as Jeff walked in, his knuckles were red and puffy.

"What happened to you?" Vince asked.

"It's nothing." Jeff said as he was obviously babying that hand.

"Here is your flight information, and your tickets are at the counter." Vince said handing me the papers.

"Thanks, and I'll have my contract signed for you by Tuesday." I said.

"Don't forget to memorize that script." Vince said.

"See you Tuesday, oh, do we get to see the photos?" Jeff asked.

"She's got to approve them before we put them up." Vince said pointing to me.

"Really?" I asked.

"Yeah on your solo photos, but the couple ones you both have to agree on." Vince said.

"Okay, when do we see them?" Jeff asked.

"Monday, you'll have to come into the arena at Milwaukee, you have a red eye flight on Sunday, the information for that is on those papers as well." Vince said.

"Thanks." I said as I pushed Jeff out of the room, and I pushed him against the wall.

"What's the matter?" Jeff asked, I still had him pinned against the wall, I was holding him up with both hands on his chest.

"Why the hell did you punch Adam?"

"Who said I punched him per say, I could of punched the wall." Jeff said.

"If you punched the wall, prove it." I said as I let him down, I am just pissed he would do something so stupid. Jeff dragged me to find Adam, he was in a hallway talking to Big Show and Chavo.

"Adam!" Jeff yelled, Adam turned around.

"I thought our conversation was over, oh, it's Christina." Adam said as he excused himself from his group and walked over.

"Did he punch you?" I asked.

"No, why?" Adam asked.

"Just asking, thanks." I said as I grabbed Jeff before he DOES punch Adam just as much as I do. I dragged Jeff outside and threw him a little.

"Why are you angry with me?" Jeff asked.

"Hello, you just punched a fucking wall over someone as stupid as Adam!" I said.

"You didn't hear what he was saying about you or me." Jeff said.

"I'm glad you punched the wall rather than him, but Jeff, you need to think." I said as there were a few other wrestlers or crew members outside watching us argue, "Give me the keys." I said, Jeff grumpily handed the car keys over to me.

"Where are we going?"

"To the hospital to get those knuckles checked out."

"Why don't I just go get the doctor in the back to look at it?" Jeff asked.

"Fine!" I said

"Are you mad at me?"

"No, I just think your stupid at times." I said shaking my head.

"So, does that mean you love me?"

"Where'd you get that, are you sure you didn't hit your head against the wall?" I asked looking at him weirdly.

"No, but are you happy I didn't hit that bitch?"

"Should I say good boy? Actually, I would of rather you hit that bitch than the wall."

"Do I have to get my hand checked out? You know how much I hate doctors and hospitals." Jeff said, I stood there putting my hand on my waist and gave him a dirty look.

"Go!" I said opening the door and pushed him in, and he dragged his feet going into the room.

"Jeff Hardy, haven't seen you in here for like a year now." The doctor said.

"I punched the wall." Jeff said sticking out his hand.

"Now, why'd you do that?"

"Adam Copeland." Jeff mumbled, the doctor looked at his knuckles and they weren't broken, but he had one finger broken, it HAD to be the middle finger, I was dying from laughter at him. "Shut up, it is easier for me to flick you off."

"Sorry, it just makes me laugh." I said as I had to wipe tears from my eyes from laughter.

"I have to take our promos like this." Jeff said as he led me out of the room.

"You can take it off during the photos and put it back on afterwards." I said as I unlocked the doors to his car and I put the papers and outfit in the backseat.

"We're doing a storyline together?"

"Yeah, they want me to be the new Lita." I said as I started the car and pulled out.

"You going to show me that outfit they gave you right?"

"When we get back to the hotel, is your brother there already?"

"He should be, I don't know though." Jeff said as he wiggled around in his seat.

"Our flight leaves at 1 tomorrow, may we get up and leave a little earlier so I can pick up new clothes, I didn't feel comfortable in that top and pants combo." I said as I turned left at the light.

"Do you want me to make you some of my gloves for you as well?"

"May I, or is that just your thing?" I asked as I pulled into the hotel's parking garage.

"If I didn't want you to have any, I wouldn't of offered you any." Jeff said smiling his wide smile.

"I hate you sometimes." I said as I parked the car on the first level, and turning it off.

"You know you love me though." Jeff said as I rolled my eyes at him.