I do not own Jeff, Matt, Mickie, Vince, Edge or Randy.

I do own Ry.

Ry woke up, hearing a door slam, close by. She peered her eyes open as she heard someone scream out her name.

Mickie- "Ry? Where the hell have you been?"

Ry- "Mickie?"

Mickie's eyes scanned the room angrily. Then she spotted Jeff lying on the couch.

Mickie- "Oh thank god"

Ry looked behind her in the bed and could see Matt, simply a clump under the white sheet. Grumpily Ry grabbed the sheet and threw it off him. He covered his eyes and rolled away from her. Mickie sat down next to Ry on the bed.

Ry- "Mickie what's wrong?"

She gave a weak smile.

Mickie- "I thought you slept with the other Hardy"

She waved at the now waking Jeff.

Ry- "What!"

Ry leapt out of the bed, then remembering her lack of clothes, wrapped the sheet around.

Ry- "I didn't sleep with any of the Hardy's!"

Jeff- "Despite our insistence"

Matt- "Mmhh"

Matt mumbled in agreement and began to pull on some pants.

Matt- "Why don't you guys go grab some breakfast. We'll meet you at that café down the road in 10"

Ry- "Make it twenty."

Ry said doing up her shirt and leaving with Mickie.

Jeff- "What?"

Jeff knew he was about to get a talk from his brother and was hoping it would be as short as possible.

Ry- "I need to shower and change idiot"

Jeff- "Women"

While the girls walked to there room Mickie looked at Ry suspiciously, though not as accusingly, as before. But Ry avoided the questions. As soon as she got into the room she grabbed some clothes and darted into the shower. It felt good to relax and forget about Jeff. She worried about him. Now that she was becoming a Diva, she was understanding the pressures of being a superstar. As she dried herself and got dressed she heard the bathroom door open. If it was Jeff looking for more she was going to kill him. But it was Mickie and she had a lot of questions for Ry. As Ry pulled on her jeans Mickie leant against the mirror and began the interrogation. Ry was beginning to understand that in the WWE there was no privacy, not even in the shower.

Mickie- "So?"

Ry- "So…what?"

Mickie- "What were you doing all night in the Hardy's room?"

Ry- "Sleeping"

Mickie- "Bullshit."

Ry didn't say anything, she didn't really want to tell Mickie about Jeff, she wanted Jeff to tell her. But she was going to find it difficult to convince Mickie that she had not been sleeping with Matt. Ry did up her boots and Mickie followed her out the door.

Mickie- "So what's he like?"

Ry- "What?"

Mickie- "Matt, what's he like in bed?"

Ry- "Mickie what the hell?"

As they stepped onto the street Ry was really starting to consider telling her.

Ry- "Look Mickie for the last time I did not sleep with any of the Hardy Boys"

Mickie- "Yeah sure that's why you spent the night in their room and woke up undressed in Matts bed."

Ry- "Ok. Number 1 I was not undressed, my shirt was unbuttoned that's all. Number 2 Matt and I were asleep for the whole night, ok I was just to lazy to go back to our room after the show."

Mickie- "So he's quick then?"

Ry- "God Mickie!"

They arrived at the café where Matt and Jeff were waiting for them at a table near the back. Matt looked pretty pissed off and Jeff had his head hung, intent on concentrating on the coffee in front of him. They had spoken and from the shameful look on Jeff's face it had gone exactly as he had expected. But at least now he didn't have to hide it anymore. Before joining the two boys Ry warned Mickie.

Ry- "Look just drop it ok. Jeff doesn't look like he needs you talking about sex and his brother right now ok?"

Mickie- "Are you kidding me Ry. Sex is all men want to talk about. But he does look upset though."

As the girls sat down at the table Mickie hugged Jeff from behind. She ran her hands through his hair and snuggled her cheek up to his.

Mickie- "What's wrong with you mister grumpy gills?"

She laughed in her childish tone. And gave him one of her million dollar smiles. Jeff's grin look gave way to a little smirk brought on, no doubt, by Mickie's cuteness. Matt made an awkward cough.

Matt- "Would you ladies like a drink or something to eat?"

Mickie- I'll have a Latte and I think Jeffy here could do with some pancakes"

Matt smiled and stood up, obviously he wasn't used to hearing his brother called Jeffy.

Matt- "Ry did you want something?"

Ry- "Just a milkshake. Here I'll help you"

Ry followed Matt to make their orders. She figured it was best to leave Jeff to tell Mickie. As they stood at the bar Matt told Ry that he knew about Jeffs problem. He had suspected it for a while, but hadn't confronted him about it until Ry had told him.

Matt- "We'll get him help Ry. Don't worry"

Ry- "But what about wrestling? How is Vince going to react to this? What about his fans? I mean people like us and Jeff, we can't just disappear."

Matt- "He'll be ok Ry. We'll help him get off this shit."

Ry- "Matt you know we can't do that ourselves. This is bigger then all of us. And if Jeff doesn't get some pretty drastic help, he's going to fall again. I won't let him do that."

Matt- "I know what you mean Ry but he won't do it. I'm telling you Ry, Jeff won't go to rehab, it's not in him, to admit he's failed."

Ry- "Well last night he was pretty open about his failure with me. He has to do the right thing Matt, if he's ready or not"

Matt- "Fine but I'm not bringing up rehab."

Ry- "Then I will."

Matt- "You don't have to worry about Vince though. It's already taken care of."

A silence fell between the two of them as they waited for their drinks. From the corner of her eye she could see Matt looking at his brother, then Mickie, then his eyes slowly drifted upon Ry. She put her hand to her head, hoping he was not thinking about seeing her partially undressed last night. She tried to ignore it until their drinks came and she had to ask.

Ry- "Matt about-

Matt- "Last night-

Ry- "We didn't do-

Matt- "Anything"

Ry sighed in relief. Mickie questions had made her doubt herself but now she had proof. Even though she looked happy Matt looked like a sad puppy. He was probably kicking himself for not taking advantage of her last night. But he was an honest man and wouldn't do anything to harm his friends, including sleeping with them, if you called that harm.

They grabbed their drinks and joined the other two at the table. Jeff barely touched his food so Mickie helped herself. But Matt kept looking at Ry. It was starting to freak her out. But she comforted herself in the fact that they really had not done anything last night. Then she realised that he was laughing at her.

Ry- "What's so funny?"

Matt- "In all your time in the WWE I've never seen you drink coffee."

Jeff poked his head up with a smirk.

Ry- "So?"

Now Jeff too was laughing at her.

Jeff- "That's just unnatural"

Matt- "Unheard of in the WWE."

Ry- "Why?"

Jeff- "Coffee basically keeps us alive when we're on the road."

Ry- "Well I don't drink coffee. I don't need anything like that to keep me perked up."

Mickie- "Hehe all you needed was last night"

Mickie spluttered through a mouthful of pancakes.

Ry- "Mickie! For the last time. We-

Matt- "Didn't-

Ry- Do-

Matt+Ry- "Anything!"

The silence fell once more between the group, aside from Mickie's childish giggle. It was broken by a mobile on the table, vibrating and flashing with a text. Jeff grabbed it and red the message mournfully. He had been waiting all morning for this text. It was from Vincent Kennedy McMahon of course. He slowly got up from the table. He looked nervous. He could be about to lose his entire career. Matt patted him on the shoulder and he started to walk back the hotel. The message had read "LOBBY NOW!!!" Ry felt bad and walked back with him.

Ry- "It will be ok, stuff like this has happened with superstars before and they were ok."

He didn't say anything, just kept walking, his eyes transfixed on the pavement.

Ry- "Jeff, it'll be alright."

They entered the hotel Lobby and their was Vince, waiting with his escort of suited men.

Jeff looked at her pleadingly, those sad green eyes, hoping she could make it all go away. But she couldn't. She embraced him tightly.

Ry- "It's ok Jeff. Vince will let you keep wrestling"

As he walked away she heard him mumbled

Jeff- "What if I don't want to"

As Vince's escort led them to a private room Ry stood still watching Jeff leave. She was the reason that Jeff had admitted everything and she felt like scum. And scum attract other scum. Edge went strolling past her, heading out to train.

Edge- "What's wrong princess, stumbled on the wrong Prince. Who am I kidding what woman would ever waste their time on that loser?"

That was enough to send Ry over the edge on edge. She lunged at him, her fists clenched. She didn't care how much bigger than her he was, it didn't matter. It did matter to Randy Orton, who wrapped his arms around her and held her back.

Edge- "Nice Randy. I think your little crush here is out of control. Ha she's perfect for you."

Randy- "Drop it Edge"

Edge backed down and walked out of the hotel, into the nearest taxi, and off to the gym. But it still wasn't far enough for Ry. When she turned to face Randy he dropped his arms from her shoulders with an awkward look. Ry felt strange when he touched her. She had never noticed how soft Randy's hands were, not even when he had saved her from Beth. It seemed like Randy was afraid as he made to pull his arms quickly back to his sides. Ry blushed.

Ry- "Ah"

She reached out and grabbed his hand in hers. They were rough and cold as she expected.

Ry- "It's ok Randy, it's not like I'm going to bite you, unlike your friend."

He simply smiled and his sky blue eyes shone with a slight hope.

Randy- "You look kinda troubled Ry. Care to let me take your mind off of things?"

She smiled back at him. She couldn't forget about her life, in trying to save Jeffs.

Ry- "Go ahead"

Ry spent the rest of the day hanging out with Randy Orton at a local arcade. It was surprising how well she got along with one of the WWE's most hated, whilst kicking his ass at air hockey. After clearing their coins on 'House of the Dead' for most of the day the two ended up at the hotel bar. Snacking on nachos and beer the two talked till late, until Ry repented on the lazy day it had been.

Ry- "Hehe you do know how much working out I'm going to have to do to get those nachos off my hips"

Randy- "Relax we've got all of tomorrow, you will be at training right?"

Ry- "Of course"

Ry said getting up and stretching

Randy- "Til tomorrow then"

He got up as she left the table and watched her walk up to her room.

Ry- "It's a date"

Randy smiled to himself then decided to get some rest as well. Ry decided to stop by the Hardy's room before she went to sleep, just to check up on Jeff. She thought they would be asleep but their door was unlocked and they were both awake. From the sounds of it Matt was in the shower and Jeff stood gazing out of their open window. Watching the city life below.

Ry- "Jeff?"

He didn't turn back to face her.

Jeff- "I've lost my job, I've lost my only love in life."

Ry- "You can always get your job back, and you know how to do that."

Jeff- "Rehab"

Ry's phone flashed in her pocket. She fumbled for it and it's message read "Where are you girl? If you're with Matt again, have a good time, but remember we have training 2moro". Ry remembered what Mickie had said earlier about men and she knew how to make Jeff feel loved. She replied quickly- "How about you have a good time tonight, Jeff is waiting for you in his room and he could use some good company". It sounded like Matt was almost out of the shower, so Ry figured she had to finish things up quickly.

Ry- "Jeff Hardy could never lose love, aside from his fans, he is loved by almost every one he meets including your Mickie"

Just the mentioning of her name made him smile.

Ry- "And I think, if you were done wollowing in your self pity, she could use some love too."

As Matt walked out of the bathroom Ry grabbed him by the arm and pulled him outside into the corridor, locking the door behind her. Before Jeff could turn around she was gone. Mickie intercepted them in the hallway. She was scantly dressed in what could be called a 'schoolgirl' outfit. Her top button barely holding it place, her hair in pigtails and her skirt only just reached her topmost thighs. Matt's jaw hung open as she strolled past, nodding at Ry, then knocking on Jeff's door. When it opened Ry heard a "Whoa" before Mickie strutted in and slammed it behind her.

Matt- "Motherfucker."

Matt trailed like a lost pup behind Ry. She opened the door and he collapsed on the bed cursing his brother once more.

Matt- "I hate my brother"

He rolled on his side and rested his head on Ry's pillow.

Ry- "Ah Matt sorry but if you're staying here, you're sleeping on the couch."

Matt- "Aw come on Ry?"

Ry- "Hey I'm just starting to clear my name after one night in the same bed as you. I can't afford to spend another, not now."

Matt slowly got off the bed and moved to the couch.

Matt- "What do you mean by that Ry?"

Ry- "Nothing…I just have someone to lose now, not just my reputation."

Matt yawned sleepily as Ry turned off the lights.

Matt- "Well you know if you ever get bored of this new fella you will always have my bed."

Ry- "God Matt you're starting to sound like an Aussie 'fella'"

Sorry this took so long to post but well, you know how long it is.

Thank you for reading and as always reviews are appreciated.