Chapter 6

Jeff sat still and silent, his mind taking in what Rob had just said to him. He'll take her by force. It seemed that the sentence would never leave the younger Hardy's mind.

Rob watched Jeff with a look of concern in his eyes.

"I know it's hard to believe that someone-" Rob began in an attempt to bring Jeff back to reality and not to mention, soften the situation.

Jeff looked at the other man dumbfounded. "Really? You find this hard to believe?" Jeff couldn't keep the anger out of his voice. "It's Shane fucking McMahon we're talking about! All he cares about is himself!" Jeff finished, spitting the last part out angrily.

He sat back and stared at the ceiling trying to calm down. He didn't mean to vent his frustration out on Rob like that, after all he risked everything coming out here and telling him what he knew.

"I'm sorry man, I didn't mean to say it like that." Jeff apologised but Rob shook his head at him.

"It's cool, you're right, Shane isn't like a normal human being. I would have told you sooner but you know what it's like."

Jeff smiled slightly. "I know what you mean, it's crazy to think that this time last year we were both on different shows away from each other."

Rob smiled at the other man's wistful tone. "Those were the days but now I guess we gotta put them behind us and look towards the future." Rob replied sadly.

They sat in silence for a moment as they both realised at the end of the day only one company would walk away as the Victor.

"All I can say is I hope to God that Shane doesn't win." Rob admitted with a slight chuckle.

Jeff's eyes widened in mock shock. "Am I actually hearing this? An Alliance member wants the WWF to win?"

"Look I don't care what happens to me, I always land on my feet but to see that smirk wiped off that bastard's face would be sweet...Hell knows I ain't the only Alliance member that feels that way." Rob said staring off with a light tone but ending on a serious note.

Jeff frowned I did not see that one coming. "How come when he comes out you're all around him like he's God or something?" Jeff asked.

Rob chuckled. "Don't get me wrong, some guys look up to him, Steph and Paul like that but me along with a few others only put an act on around him. Shane is dangerous and after overhearing his conversation I know for a fact that I am gonna keep acting up until all this over."

And I we had it bad. Jeff thought to himself. "God, Shane makes Vince sound like a Saint!" Jeff teased as he took a sip of his coffee.

Rob laughed as Jeff grimaced and put the cup back down. "I take it yours went cold huh?"

Jeff rolled his eyes and swallowed the cold liquid. "I hate it when that happens!" He moaned.

Rob smiled then looked at his watch it was almost 1am. "I guess I better be heading back, Tommy is my room mate and hopefully he'll still be asleep when I get back."

Jeff nodded and stifled a yawn. "I figure I should be okay, Matt's roomin' with Amy."

The two men got up and headed to the door of the coffee shop. As they passed Joanne they each gave her money for their coffee.

"Bye Sugah." Was what Jeff received with a wink when he handed her the money.

Jeff turned deep scarlet and practically ran out of the shop. When Rob came out a few seconds later he couldn't stop laughing.

"Seems you have an admirer." Rob joked which caused Jeff to give him the finger.

"Hey sugah don't be hating on me now!" Rob hit back which made him laugh even more.

Jeff decided enough was enough. He got right into Rob's face which immediately shut the other man up.

What the hell is he gonna do? Rob's eyes never left Jeff's face.

"Oh look at Mr Monday Night actin' all funny." Jeff whispered his voice low.

"Now Jeff don't do anything stupid now." Rob's voice wavered. Great job Dumbass! Earn his trust then act the idiot...smooth move.

Jeff just stared at the other man not saying a word. Rob frowned when he noticed a devilish glint in Jeff's eyes.

"What are-" Rob began but was cut off when Jeff reached out and messed up his hair, big time.

"Ha! Who's laughing now!" Jeff shouted with a grin before running off.

No one messes my hair and gets away with it!

"Yeah you better run Hardy!" Rob yelled before running after the multi coloured haired man.

Jeff made it to the hotel before Rob did and came crashing through the main doors, grinning and panting like an idiot.

The receptionist frowned at him as he bent over and tried to get some air back into his lungs.

Rob came in seconds later, his face red from all the running. He stopped a few feet away from the other man, clutching his side in agony as he now had a stitch.

"Just...just you...wait...till.." Rob panted at Jeff, he was trying and failing to threaten him.

Jeff grinned at the other man, he was still bent over, trying to breathe. "You learn how to finish your sentences?" Jeff quipped.

Rob was about to hit back with a reply when a voice stopped them.

"Okay earlier was what I would expect but this is just plain weird!" Matt Hardy frowned at the two as he had just came down from the elevators.

Jeff froze and shot a glance at Rob who was now standing. Jeff slowly got up, his back still turned to Rob.

Think, Nero, think! "You got lucky tonight Hardy." Rob got into character. It was too soon for Jeff to tell anyone about their discussion. "If I see you trying to wreck my car again I'll kick your ass regardless of whose watching!" Rob added subtle emphasis on his lie so Jeff would play along.

Matt frowned at his younger brother. "Please tell me he's lying." He shot a glare at Rob.

Jeff now turned to face his brother and a small smirk formed across his face. "I was just gonna smash a tail light is all." Jeff played along, his voice all innocent.

Rob hid his grin. I think things are gonna be all right, Jeff seems pretty decent. Matt's eyes widened and he walked over to Jeff.

"You do realise that that's illegal right?" He hissed at his younger brother.

Jeff looked at his brother as if he was stupid. "Uh Duh! But it wouldn't be me getting charged now would it?" Jeff finished looking triumphant.

Matt muttered under his breath and pinched the bridge of his nose in an attempt to calm down.

Wow, he hasn't done that since 9th Grade, he must be super pissed. "What are you doing here anyway?" Jeff questioned, trying to get the attention away from him and Rob. Matt's head shot up at his point. "I thought you were with Amy." Jeff finished.

"I am...was. I came down to get something from the car, it's a good thing I did too." Matt replied casting another look at Rob who smirked at the two brothers.

"As much as I would hate to interrupt this brotherly love session, I have an early start tomorrow." Rob announced. He figured it was now time to get some sleep.

As he walked past the two Hardy's he pointed right in Jeff's face. "I meant what I said Hardy." He spat at him.

Ha! Matt doesn't get his double meaning! Jeff giggled to himself. "Sweet Dreams Rob." Jeff retaliated sweetly.

Matt's eyes widened. Why did he have to have a brother with a big ass mouth? He's gonna kill him! But Matt breathed a sigh of relief when Rob just simply pushed past Jeff and headed to the elevator. He couldn't keep the smile off his face.

Both brothers watched him get into the lift. Once he was gone Matt turned to Jeff.

"I don't know what's going on but believe me when I say this Jeffrey (Jeff winced at the use of his full name) I'm gonna find out. You two are up to something!" Matt told his brother seriously.

"Oh will you stop!" Jeff moaned as they now headed to the elevator. "Seriously, listen to yourself bro! There is nothing going on between me and RVD." Jeff lied. "You're wasting your time here...stop that!" Jeff swatted his brother away as he had leaned his face closer to Jeff's.

"What is wrong with you?" Jeff complained.

"You're nostrils always flare when you lie!" Matt stated as the lift made its way slowly up to their floor.

"No they don't!" Jeff hit back.

"How do you know? Can you see your nose?" Matt sarcastically replied.

"Uh Yeah! It's called a mirror."

"So you tell lies in front of mirrors now is that what you're saying?"

Jeff just stared at Matt. "What kind of come back is that?"

"You're the one that brought up the mirror in the first place!" Matt yelled at his brother, his frustration was getting the better of him.

"That's because you said 'Can you see your nose?' Obviously I can when I have a mirror!" Jeff shouted back.

The two never heard the elevator ding. They were two busy arguing with each other.

"Now I can see why you took so long!" Amy smirked at her boyfriend as she stood with her arms folded watching them.

She was dressed in a dark pink bathrobe. "You know I think that had to be one of the most random assed arguments I have ever heard." She replied shaking her head.

The two men stepped out. "You heard us?" Jeff grinned sheepishly.

She giggled. "I think the whole hotel heard you! Did you get your cell babe?" She directed the last part to Matt.

"Huh? Oh! Nah, I suddenly remembered I left it in my jacket pocket." Matt lied. He knew his cell fell out of his pocket and down the side of the front seat but he would get it tomorrow.

Jeff just smirked at his older brother who in turn resisted the strong urge to throttle him.

"So are you gonna bunk up with me or finish off your little ranting session?" Amy playfully teased as they stopped outside Matt and Jeff's room.

"Urgh, take him! I want some peace for once!" Jeff replied with a smile.

Amy grinned at Jeff and took Matt's hand. "I guess that's settled then, night Jeffy!" Amy chirped as she and Matt walked down the hall and back to her room.

Matt shot one last glare at his brother whilst Amy shoved the key in her door. Jeff responded with a cheery wave before both of them entered their respective rooms.

When the door shut with a click, Jeff let out a deep breath. What a night! He shoved his jacket off and it fell onto the floor. He kicked his shoes off and then hauled his top off.

He stifled a yawn as he set his alarm before crashing onto the bed and falling into a deep sleep.

"Are you sure you'll be okay? I gave you that bigger pillow, it seemed more fluffier than that other one." Dwayne remarked as he stood at Trish's side of the bed.

She smiled up at him. "I'm fine, you didn't need to do this." She replied softly. Her back wasn't as sore as what it was but then again she had taken the pain medication that the Doctor gave her.

Dwayne smiled back at her. "Good, I'll be right over there if you need anything." He pointed to the small couch which was opposite the end of the huge double bed.

He's not gonna be comfy in that thing one bit. Trish bit her lip as he made his way over to it.

"You can share with me." She spoke up and blushed when he turned round and smirked at her.

"Just don't try anything." She warned as he stared at her. "Sore back or not, If I feel you trying to muscle your way in I'll kick you harder than a donkey!" She warned then stopped and got redder as she can't believe she just said that.

Dwayne threw back his head and laughed at her. "We'll call that the drugs talking! I promise I won't try and take advantage of you." He held a hand over his heart.

Trish smiled at him and she couldn't help but stare at him as he made his way over to the other side of the bed.

Even when he was dressed in a black t-shirt and his boxers he still looked sexy as hell!

Trish suddenly feel drowsy. "I think these are working...I...I feel sleepy." She murmured as she tried to keep her eyes open.

Dwayne at her as he settled into the bed. "That's not a bad thing, you wanna make sure you get plenty of rest because that's gonna hurt like a bitch in the morning." He replied gently.

"Gee, thanks for that Dwayne." She sleepily hit back. "Makes me wanna wake up in the morning." She added before closing her eyes and drifting off. A few minutes later she was fast asleep.

Dwayne watched her for a moment, her chest gently rising and falling with each breath she took. He reached over and shut off the lights. He turned back to her as he got comfy and with a slight shaking hand he gently stroked her cheek.

"Mmmm that feels nice." Trish moaned in her sleep which made him grin as she shifted herself towards him.

"I was a fool to let you go Trish, I'm not gonna make that mistake again I promise you." He whispered honestly before gently wrapping one arm around her waist and falling asleep.

Meanwhile, back at the arena, Shane McMahon was in his office. He had paid the security guards a hefty wad of cash in order to stay a little longer.

The lights were dimmed and Stephanie and Paul stood at either side of his chair. He grinned at the group of Alliance members that were sitting opposite them.

"I bet you're wondering why I called you here." Shane began getting down to business.

The group murmured in reply.

"It's simple. I like to think of myself as a very patient man. However, time is getting on and yet I still don't have what I want." Shane's voice rose at the end of his sentence and he slammed a fist onto the desk for further effect.

Booker T who was seated near the front frowned at his boss. "I thought you said the Lawyers were drawing up an agreement for the next PPV?"

Shane looked at him and smiled. It wasn't a pleasant smile, it was more a sinister one. "That agreement is still being discussed but that's not why you are here. Forgive me, I'm not being clear." He pushed his chair back and stood up.

All eyes were on him. Stephanie shot Paul a look but he was too engrossed on Shane.

"I asked you here because the one thing I want is being kept from me and I want to get rid of the obstacle that's holding her from me." Shane replied his voice edged with anger as he stared at his employees.

"What exactly do you want them to do Shane?" Stephanie spoke up her voice as calm as she could make it. She was so sick of his rambling and his ever growing need for Trish Stratus.

Shane just smiled once more, again in that sinister fashion. "I called you here gentlemen because of one thing and one thing only:Trish Stratus."

"Hey, isn't she shacked up with The Rock?" DDP asked as another murmur went around the room.

Shane's smile was soon wiped off his face with that statement. "That's exactly why I called you here. I want you to take The Rock out." His eyes glistened with malice before he spoke up once more.

"And this time...I want you to do it for good."

A.N. Thank you for all the lovely reviews so far! I hope this wasn't too short. Let me know what you thought!