Later that night, Jeff couldn't fall asleep, even though Matt and Jay seemed to have very little problems doing it. No matter how hard he tried, his mind refused to stop going a million miles an hour. All of his thoughts were focused on what Randy could possibly be planning. He knew he couldn't avoid the Legend Killer forever. It was only going to be a matter of time before Orton caught him alone. Jay and Matt couldn't be around 24/7. They would try, no doubt, but something would happen and Randy would eventually catch Jeff alone. And Jeff wasn't sure if he was ready for that.

Sighing, he got out of bed and went over to the window. He pulled the curtain back and opened it. He needed a cigarette in the worst way, but Jay and Matt hadn't wanted to stop anywhere for him to get some. They both hated it when he smoked. Muttering softly under his breath, he sat about halfway out the window, trying to think of some other way that he could force himself to relax.

He just sat out there for awhile, biting at his fingernails, still wishing for a damn cigarette. Just as he was about to go in, a movement in the bushes right below him caught his attention. He leaned forward just a bit to see what the hell was down there. Why he did that was beyond him. It was probably just a rabbit or something like that. Or that was what he was HOPING it was.

Suddenly two hands reached up and grabbed him. One covered his mouth so he couldn't scream and the other grabbed him by the hair. He tried to hang on to the window, but he was yanked out too violently. He ended up flipping in the air and landing right on his back into the bushes. Randy was on top of him in an instant, keeping one hand tightly over his mouth so he couldn't scream for Matt and Jay to help him.

"Hello there Jeff," Randy said quietly. "I've been hoping to get some alone time with you."

Jeff struggled to get free from Randy's grip. Damn it, this couldn't happen again. He couldn't let it.

Randy smirked. "What's the matter Jeff? Are you not so tough now that Ted's not here to knock me out? Are you not so tough when I'm not handcuffed to the bed?"

Jeff bit down on Randy's hand as hard as he could. Randy let out a yelp of pain, and Jeff shoved the Legend Killer off of him. "Matt!" he yelled desperately as he tried to climb back into the window. "Jay! Help!"

Randy grabbed him by the ankle and yanked him back before he could make it back into the room. Jeff grunted in pain as he hit the bushes again. He was going to be covered in scratches by the time this was over. He rolled out of the way and got to his feet as Randy tried to pounce on him again. He could hear Jay and Matt yelling his name, but he ignored them. He kicked Orton in the ribs as hard as he could, pouring every ounce of hate he felt towards the younger man into it. "Why can't you just leave me alone?" he asked. "Why do you keep trying to do this to me?"

"I've got my reasons," Randy growled. He blocked Jeff's next kick and speared him to the ground. Jeff let out a frustrated scream and started everything he could to not stay pinned down, He bit, he clawed, he punched, he kicked--he eventually managed to hit Randy between the legs and rolled himself on top of the younger man. He began punching his tormenter as hard as he could, faintly aware that Jay and Matt had come out the window and were trying to get involved in the situation.

"Baby that's enough," Jay said as he pulled Jeff off of Randy. "Come on honey, you got him real good."

Jeff struggled to get free as he glared at Randy. He had busted Orton's nose really good and it was bleeding badly. That made him feel a little bit better. "Just stay away from me!" he shouted. "Don't fucking come near me anymore you sick bastard!"

Randy slowly got to his feet, not saying a word. He just stared at Jeff, even though Matt was standing in front of him, looking ready to knock his block off himself. Those eyes…those damn cold eyes kept piercing right through Jeff. He hated them. He wished someone would just claw them out already.

Suddenly it was Matt who was tackling Randy to the ground. Jeff guessed that his older brother was getting some revenge of his own. Jay immediately tried to pull Matt off of Orton, probably more for the well being of his hand than anything else. Other wrestlers were starting to come outside because of all of the commotion. Jeff waited until Jay was holding Matt back before going after Randy again. But Randy was only playing possum, and he grabbed a hold of Jeff and slammed him up against the hotel. Before Jeff could shove him away, he was being kissed rather roughly and having a tongue crammed down his throat.

"Son of a bitch!" Jay roared. He grabbed Randy by the back of the neck and before Jeff knew it, those two were having just a brutal looking fist fight. He tried to jump in, but Tommy and Evan held him back.

"Let me go!" he yelled angrily as he tried to fight them. "I want to--"

"We know what you want to do," Tommy said. "But someone from the hotel might have just called the cops, so it's probably better if we try to end this now in case that happened."

Jeff didn't give a shit about the cops. He just wanted to get at Randy again. But Rey joined in on holding him back, and they always managed to keep a hold of him no matter how hard he tried to get free. So all he could do was watch Paul and Glenn hold Matt back (and he was still putting up one hell of a struggle) and watch as Hunter, Ted, Cody, Adam, Phil and Chris all try to separate Randy and Jay. "You fucking stay away from my boyfriend!" Jay snarled when they finally got the two a good distance away from each other. "You fucking hear me Orton? I'll fucking kill you if you come near him again!"

"Oh that's nice, let's make death threats against the guy," Adam said as he, Ted and Cody tightened their grips on him. "Give him some ammo to use against you if the cops come why don't you?"

"He started it!" Jeff said angrily. "He fucking pulled me out of my room--"

"And how did that happen?" Matt asked angrily. "What were you doing Jeff?"

Jeff stared at Matt incredulously. Oh, so this was his fault now? "Nothing!" he yelled. "I was just sitting out the window and I heard something so I leaned forward--"

Matt growled in frustration. "Well why would you do that dumbass? Hasn't this entire thing taught you to be more cautious?"

Jay glared at Matt. "Matt, I know you're worried and that's why you're acting like a prick, but I'd stop right now if I was you."

Matt glared back at him. "Well damn it Jay, one would think he would learn--"

"Don't talk about me like I'm not here Matt!" Jeff shouted. Now he was trying to break free from Rey, Tommy and Evan so he could go after his own brother. "I'm not stupid!"

"I never said you were!"

"You were going to!"

"Was not!"

"Was too!"

"Was no!"

"Was too!"

"WOULD YOU TWO SHUT THE HELL UP?" Adam roared. "I AM TIRED AS HELL AND I DON'T WANT TO HEAR THIS SHIT RIGHT NOW!"

Matt and Jeff both shut up, startled by Adam's yelling. Everyone just stayed quiet and still for a moment before Evan hesitantly raised his hand and asked the question the ones who were not in the loop obviously wanted to ask. "So uh…does Randy have a thing for you Jeff? That kiss--"

"Ev, baby, now's not the time to ask," Tommy said with a shake of his head. "I think it's best just to forget about it tonight before everyone gets pissed again."

Jeff was on board with that. He'd do anything to forget about Randy…but deep down, he knew he couldn't. He knew there would be another confrontation and one way or another, one of them was going to have to go down. And even Jeff didn't love his chances, he didn't plan on going down without a fight.