That morning Ry woke up and she didn't worry about anything. She could feel Matt still asleep beside her and rolled over to sling her hand across his chest. It was nice to not have to sneak out of the room for once. She heard someone stumbling around the room but she knew it was just Jeff. He was packing a bag, a small one for him, and another for his brother. He got sick of doing it on his own and eventually pulled open the curtains. Light flooded into the room and Matt stirred awake. The first thing he did was throw a pillow at his little brother. Then he turned and gently shook Ry awake.

R- "It's too early."

She whined as she tried to pull him back to the bed. He held her hand and lifted her out of the bed. She grumbled and tried to claw her way back to the warm covers. He put his arms around her waist and picked her up. At first she kicked her legs and struggled, til she realised it was useless, and hung limply. He put her down next to the bathroom and Jeff threw some clothes at her. She caught them and looked down at her old cargoes and a black singlet. She gave Jeff a puzzled look.

J- "I didn't steal it, I just took the leisure of grabbing your clothes from your room."

He gave a smirk and Ry couldn't help but think that he had enjoyed taking the leisure of cleaning out her underwear draw.

M- "Was Mickie their bro?"

Matt asked attentively, worried about how his brother would deal with losing his girl. But Jeff didn't look that affected by it, or if he was he was not showing it. When he didn't answer Matt Ry knew she should avoid asking anything too. She turned and shut the bathroom door, hanging her clothes on the rail, she raced into the shower. Eager to be ready and to find out where they were going today. She wondered why Jeff had gotten up so early? Where was he planning to go? She got out and dried herself off. It was only one day before the next show and she had no idea what, if any, ritual the boys did the day before a match. As she grabbed her clothes she stopped and analysed the clothes Jeff had given her. It wasn't something she would usually wear, somewhat simplistic, though it still highlighted her fairly built body. But maybe she needed a change, as she was moving away from her position as the 'new' diva. Now she had another place with Matt and Jeff. Although she knew that when it came to the show she would have to keep working with Randy. Ry didn't want to but she swore to herself that she would be professional and put Randy, Edge and her relationship behind her. She needed to keep her job and was determined not to return to her family empty handed, she owed them that at least that. She heard a knock on the door and Matt called out to her.

M- "Come on Ry we have to go"

Having no idea where it was they had to go to, Ry quickly pulled on the Singlet and cargoes and left the bathroom. The boys were already halfway out of the door. But Jeff had his bag with him and Matt didn't. Jeff looked anxious and Ry figured out where they were going. Rehab. She swallowed the word while it was still in her mouth and took Jeff's hand. He smiled weakly and the three of them made their way down to the car. Matt drove, it was a long drive. Beside her, Jeff was twisting and tearing a piece of paper into continuingly smaller pieces. It didn't take a genius to work out that he was shit scared of what he would face in rehab. She tried to calm him down by starting a conversation.

Ry- "So it'll be nice to show you guys my home in a few weeks."

It was a lie but it was the best she could come up with. Jeff gave a puzzled look, then realising what she was trying to do, joined in.

As they pulled up to the institution Jeff grew silent again. His head drooped and his rainbow hair draped his gloomy, green eyes. Ry and Jeff trudged out of the car and up the driveway. They reached a patio where a doctor stood, flanked by two bulky assistants, all clad in pristine white clothes. Matt chugged up next to them carrying Jeff's bag. One of the assistants grabbed the bag and disappeared into one of the many large, white complexes. A mirage of endless halls, lay inside them, a labyrinth that even an enigma like Jeff Hardy could not escape. He expected to spend the rest of his stay here waiting for a Minotaur to jump out from around a corner. Ry held Jeff and Matts hands as they stared wide-eyed at the facility (Jeff's head still bowed). She could hear him whispering, talking to himself, but the only word she could make out was "mom" before the doctor interrupted their little moment.

Dr- "Welcome Mr hardy, we hope your stay will be enjoyable."

'Enjoyable', the word a very mockery of Jeff Hardy's first impressions of the place. "Where's the colour, the imagination, the life?" was what he was really thinking. He was an artist who was about to be trapped in an entirely white world. If losing his job wasn't enough to get him away from the drugs, the idea of spending time at this place certainly would. So Jeff said goodbye to them and slowly his hand slipped from both their embraces. But true to his heart he turned and said "Maybe they'll let me out in time to see your homeland Ry?" Hope glinted in his eye as he turned and walked into one of the complexes with the doctor. Ry giggled as she saw him sling his arm around the female doctor and ask, "So what do you do for fun around here?"

Sorry this took so long. Been away for a while. But now I'm back and sadly Jeff is gone for a few chapters, don't worry it won't be long. He's just having some time at the "Happy Farm". In the mean time we'll see what happens when Ry and Matt return to work after their interesting night at the club in the last chapter.

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