Friendship Has No Boundaries

Alicha glanced over at her friend, Emily. "Do you think this outfit makes me look slutty?" she asked.

Emily looked Alichas clothes over. Alicha wore clear vinyl pants the rode extremely low on her hips with a large smiley face over each butt cheek and a tongue over her private area. Emily then thought of her own outfit. A long suede skirt and a matching mohair sweater.

"Yes, it does."

Alicha smiled." Perfect."

"You know, just because you dont like Stephanie doesnt mean..."

"Shut the fuck up Em! That whore stole Hunter from me! They've been married what? Three months now? Jesus Christ! He still loves me!"

Emily shook her head with a small sigh. "Alicha, if Hunter still loved you he wouldnt have married Stephanie. Maybe its time for you to come to grips with that fact and move on."

"Thanks for coming Em. You can go now. I'm sure your brothers are looking for you." Alicha replied in a cold tone of voice.

"Dont be mad at me," Emily begged. "Please. You know I didnt mean it."

Alicha paused a minute before hugging Emily. "I know. I'm just upset."

The two stood there for a few minutes. One could definitely tell that they werent related, just by looking at them.

Alicha was tall and muscular with extremely long blond hair, sky blue eyes and a tan to die for. She had her tongue and belly pierced plus a tattoo of a heart on her arm. She was outspoken, confident, sarcastic, and a little arrogant and she knew how to draw attention to herself. She grew up in the Bronx, learning how to survive on her wits.

Emily was tall and willowy with black hair that fell to her shoulders in soft curls, emerald green eyes, and peaches n cream skin. She was quiet, shy, smart and very caring. She grew up at a boarding school where she had been sent to after her mother died in a freak accident.

"Listen, I need to go anyway." Emily pulled away with a small frown. "My brother needs help with wrapping his ribs."

"Sounds like fun."

"Enjoy your match." Emily said before leaving.

Alicha turned to the mirror. "I'm sure I will." She murmured, envisioning everything that she was going to do to that little bitch Stephanie. "As a matter of fact, I know I will."

"There you are. I was wondering if you were going to come back."

Emily laughed softly. "I was going to run away but my boyfriend never showed up."

"Boyfriend?" Kanes head shot up. "Since when do you have a boyfriend?"

"I was joking."

He nodded by way of an answer. Kane gestured to a roll of ace bandage and held out his arms.

Emily quickly wrapped his ribs up, then handed him his wrestling top. "Is he here tonight?"

"Yes. He'll be by."

"Its my week with him."

Kane sighed. "You think I dont know that?"

"I was just..."

"Emily," he motioned her away. "Why dont you go change?"

Emily looked like she wanted to say something but she didnt. She went into the bathroom and dressed in more suitable clothes for her other brother. She pulled on light blue jeans a black silk shirt that buttoned up the front. She couldnt believe how different her two brothers were and yet so alike in other ways. It was a little bit confusing sometimes.

When she came back out, Undertaker was leaning the doorway, her duffel bag on his shoulder. He smiled when he seen her. "Bout time dollface."

"I wish you wouldnt call me that."

His smile grew wider.

Kane cleared his throat. "As for Emily, when will you return her to me?"

Emily groaned. She hated it how they talked about her like she was some sort of possession or something. They did it all the time.

"You can come get her next Monday night." Was the reply.

Alicha walked down the hallway lost in thought about her upcoming match with Stephanie. She went into the break room to get a drink. She immediately halted when she seen Hunter.

Hunter turned around when he heard someone else enter the room. He looked like he was caught between a rock and a hard place. He hadnt seen or spoken with Alicha since Stephanie had proposed the marriage idea to him.

"Um... Hey Leesh."

Alicha looked at him like he was the most disgusting thing she had ever seen. She might have still been in love with him but her pride demanded her to not reveal that fact to him. She ignored him and went over to the pop machine to get a ginger ale.

Hunter looked her outfit over, almost smiling to himself. Part of the reason he had been attracted to Alicha was the interesting way she dressed. "You not talking to me?"

"Let me be the last to congratulate you on your marriage to Stephanie." Was the cold reply.

He didnt know how to respond to that one. He knew her well enough to know that she was being sarcastic. "Alicha, dont be that way."

"Okay Hunter, how about this one?" she turned and smiled up at him, her eyes remained cold. "I hope that you and Sluttany have a long long life together full of misery and depression. I also hope she gives you genital warts and herpes. That any better?"

"You dont have to be such a bitch!"

"And how exactly were you expecting me to react Hunt? You left me and then exactly three days later you marry that hooker! Whatever happened to you loving me? Or was that just another one of your relationships of convenience?" Alicha demanded. "Oh wait I know It disappeared the moment she offered you free pussy, lots of power, and the McMahon money."

"I'm going to wait out in the hallway." Emily said before walking out. She shut the door behind. She strolled down the hallway a bit before leaning against the wall. She closed her eyes, wishing Taker would hurry up.

"Hello there."

Emily looked up into eyes almost as green as hers.

"I'm Jeff. Whats your name?"

"Emily." She whispered.

"Emily, I like that. So where ya from Em?"

Emily was just a tad bit speechless. "Texas." She managed to get out. This guy had blue, green and purple hair, wore baggy black pants and a see through mesh top with nylons on his arms.

"Cool. I'm from North Carolina. But I don't member seein you round here before. You just start workin?"

"I don't work for the WWF."

"Fan?"

"No." Emily glanced up when she heard the door open. "I'm here with my brothers. "

Jeffs eyes widened as he looked her over more carefully. "Taker and Kane, aight?"

"Yes."

"Wow. Never knew they had such a sexy sis. Welcome to the locker rooms Em."

"Thank you Jeff. "

"Hey boy!" Taker appeared, grabbing Emily by the arm. "What the hell do you think you're doin?"

"Talkin with the babe. What did it look like?"

"You want your ass kicked punk?"

"Nah. See ya Em." Jeff blew her a kiss then winked before walking off.

"Was he hittin on you Emily?" Taker demanded. "If he was I'll..."

"No. We were just talking. Calm down please."

His face softened. "You hungry dollface?"

"What did I say about calling me that?"



For a minute Hunter looked like he wanted to slap Alicha as hard as he could. Instead though, he turned and walked away.

"Run Hunter." She taunted. "You've always found it much easier to run from your problems then face them haven't you?"

He slammed the door shut before facing her. "What gives you the right to rag on me like this Alicha? You were the one who always told me, dont hesitate to do anything that will further your career. Now you're all pissed off cause I did something to help myself out. Whats with that?"

"I'll tell whats with that!" she spat. "I didn't think you'd leave me for that little slut! I loved you Hunter! Didn't that mean anything to you?"

"You know it did Leesh."

"Did."

"Does."

"Yeah right," she looked away bitterly. "If it did you wouldnt have married her."

"Baby..."

"Don't call me that." Alicha brushed past him, opening the door and standing there for a minute. "I still love you Hunter and I wish to god that I didnt. You aren't worth my love. You never were. All you are is a worthless piece of garbage. I only wish I would have realized that a long time ago. Goodbye Helmsley." Then she left.

Hunter stood there in total shock. He touched his cheek only to find that he was crying.

Alicha ran all the way to her locker room. She froze when she heard X-Pac call out of her name.

"Whats wrong?" he asked.

"Hunter married that bitch! How the hell can you stand her?"

"Believe me, its not easy. She's a bossy cunt." He said quietly. "We all miss you."




"Sorry hon. But you're always gonna be my lil china faced doll." Taker teased. "What do you want to eat?"

"I'm not hungry."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"Well, come on then. I got a match tonight. Afterwards, we'll go back to the hotel and get some sleep."

Emily sat on a metal chair while he got around. She assisted him with small tasks like lacing his boots and adjusting his knee pads. Then she carefully braided his hair and fixed his bandanna around his head.

"You stay right here dollface. I'll be back as soon as I can." Taker said, kissing her cheek, then walking out.

Emily groaned in frustration. She turned the monitor off, not wanting to see his match. She paced the room feeling bored. For a brief second she entertained the idea of going to see Alicha. She quickly pushed it out of her mind, Taker would go off on Alicha upon finding them. It was never Emilys fault, always the other party.

"Hey."

Emily looked up to see Jeff leaning in the doorway. "What are you doing here?" she demanded, panic edging her tone. "If my brother finds you in here he'll..."

Jeff laughed and shut the door. "He has to be out there for at least fifteen minutes. The womens match is the last one of the night and it cant be very long."

"That doesn't answer why you're here."

"Just thought I'd come see you." Jeff smiled innocently, even though his eyes were sparkling with mischief. "And maybe ask you out. "

"A date?"

"Well yeah Unless you have to have a chaperon with you at all times." He teased. "I couldn't do that one."

"No, I mean yes, I mean... Oh Lord..."

"Whats wrong Em?"

"I haven't ever been asked out before!"




Alicha had to smirk a little at that. It pleased her to know that the guys preferred her to that McMahon bitch. "So why don't you tell Helmsley how you all feel?"

Pac winced, she had never referred to Hunter as Helmsley until the marriage. "You know how it is Alicha. Its never been easy for any of us to tell him whats on our minds."

"I never seemed to have a problem in doing it."

"Yeah but its different with us. We're his best friends and we've never ever questioned his authority. He's the leader and we're the followers. Its going to always be that way."

"But now hes playing follow the leader as well. Stephanie seems to think she wears the pants in DX."

"Sometimes I think she had the balls to go along with them."

"That wasn't very nice of you Sean." Came Stephanie's silky voice.

"See ya Leesh." Pac hurried off.

Alicha smirked at Stephanie. "Hey Slut. Hows life treating ya?"

"So much better now that my husband and I screwed not to long ago." Was the smug answer.

"Damn..." Alicha shook her head. "I got to admit Steph, you really got me there. I just can't believe you got Helmsley away from me."

"Believe it. He's all mine."

"Just one question though."

"What?" Stephanie looked distrustful.

"How much did you have to bribe him with?"

"Why you little hussy!" Stephanie went to slap Alicha but Alicha grabbed her hand.

"I don't think so." She hissed threw her gritted teeth. "I'm not one of those pasty faced cowards that are afraid of you. I dont hide from trash. And thats all you are. Hiding behind daddys money dont cover that fact Stephanie."




Jeff looked amused. "Never?"

"No."

"What did you do with your life? Live in a church?"

"No, I lived at a boarding school in Europe."

He nodded. "That would explain why the southern twang is missin in your accent. So what do you say?"

Emily was once again shocked by his manners. "Say to what?"

"To goin out on a date with me."

"I'm not sure what to say."

"Okay then, how bout walkin down to the cafeteria with me for somethin to drink?"

Emily hesitated a moment before saying, "All right."

"Cool." Jeffs face lit up in a smile. He took her hand and pulled her from the room.

Emily couldnt help but smile as he chattered away, talking about his prairie dog, poetry, anything that seemed to interest him. She was content to listen and occasionally give an opinion when he asked her for one.

After about half an hour, Jeff looked up. "Holy snikes, Taker looks pissed."

"What?" Emily spun around in her seat.

Jeff laughed. "I was jokin."

She hauled off and punched his shoulder. "That wasn't funny!"

"Hey," he winced, rubbing his arm. "I was just playin."

"That scared me. My brother doesnt really well..."

"I know. But maybe he should consider learnin how to share his baby sis."

Emily started to smile but paled when she seen Kane stalking towards them. "I got to go!" she shot to her feet and rushed over to him.

Kane literally dragged her from the room. "What do you think you're doing?" he demanded.

"Kane, you're hurting my arm!"

He merely added more pressure.



Stephanie looked like she could spit fire. "How dare you talk to me like this!" she hissed. "You are going to regret this day you little hussy." Then she turned around and stalked off.

Alicha waited until Stephanie was almost out of hearing before screaming out at the top of her lungs, "Helmsley whore!"

Stephanie took off running, screeching curses.

Laughing, Alicha continued on her way to her locker room. When she reached the door, she was greeted by Jonathan Coachmen with a microphone and a cameraman.

"Alicha, you were just caught talking to Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley," he began. "The words you said were heard by everyone here tonight backstage and in the audience as well as the people at home. What do you have to say for yourself?"

"Say for myself?" Alicha looked genuinely offended. "You ask me that like I have to defend myself."

"Come tonight you may very well have too." He informed her.

An evil smile flickered across her face. "Not likely. Sluttany couldnt beat up a Barbie doll even if she managed to ace a self defense course."

"There could be interference from Degeneration X, or even," Jonathan hesitated a moment, looking like he wasnt sure if he wanted to continue down this path. He decided to risk the plunge. "Or even from Triple H, Stephanie's husband."

"Husband?" Alicha echoed with an ugly sneer. "Husband? Last I check roachman, a husband is someone who loved you. Helmsley doesn't love that bitch. Linda McMahon has even admitted she doesn't hold any love for her own daughter. Helmsley just married her for the power and the money that she carries. If Stephy dear thinks that hes really head over heels in love with her than I want to know where shes buying her marijuana at."



"Kane, you're hurting me!" Emily whispered, desperately trying to free herself.

"What were you doing with that trash Jeff Hardy?"

"He was just being nice to me Kane."

Kane tossed her into his locker room. "Nice?" he grunted. "You'll wait here with me until our brothers match is over."

Emily sank down onto the couch, fighting back tears.

"Why are you crying?" he demanded, seeing a few tears slide down her cheeks.

"Because..."

He kneeled down next to her, placing a hand on her knee.

"Because I don't understand why you and Undertaker treat me like I'm a little girl."

"You are a little girl."

"I'm in my twenties!"

"Do not argue with me Emily." Kane warned, squeezing her upper thigh painfully.

"You're hurting me again." She whimpered.

Kane snorted, exerting more pressure.

"Kane, please stop." Emily pleaded, wincing in pain.

Kane stopped when there was a knock on the door. A moment later Undertaker stormed in.

"What is she doin here?" he demanded angrily. "This is my week with her Kane!"

"I found her in the cafeteria with Jeff Hardy." Kane said evenly.

Taker looked down at Emily sharply. "What were you doin with him?"

"Getting something to drink."

"You know I keep a cooler in my locker room."

"I was lonely."

"Emily..."

Emily looked down at the ground but said nothing.

"Lets go." He gently helped her to stand.




With that last remark Alicha went into her locker room, slamming the door in Jonathans face. She quickly brushed her hair the did it in some braids. She checked her make-up then pulled on her black wrestling boots.

Stephanie was already in the ring waiting with Tori, she had a mic. When Alicha came out to When It All Goes Wrong Again by Everclear, she screeched, "Stop this music!"

There was a loud squeal as the music came to a halt.

"Alicha, ever since you lost HHH to me," Stephanie paused to smirk. "I've noticed that youve been slacking off in your work. You dont wrestle much anymore, you dont talk much anymore. Not that I'm complaining. Personally, I never liked listening to you. So tonight you need to prove your worth or else I might have to fire you."

Alicha grinned. This was going to be a piece of cake.

"Of course, I'd be more than happy to teach you a few moves but..." Stephanie reached down to hold her calf, wincing. "I pulled a muscle in my leg this morning while I was working out. My personal physician told me I couldn't wrestle tonight. So..." that nasty shit eating smile was back. "My dearest friend offered to take my place. Tori."

The arena came alive with boos as Tori raised her hands up in the air.

Alicha slowly sauntered down the ring, fuming inside that she wouldnt get her shot at Stephanie. Then a cocky grin lit up her face. She could play games too.

Tori and Alicha locked up while Stephanie stood ringside, looking on with an approving grin and clapping her hands in support for her friend.

"You know, I never could understand why Sean allowed Helmsley to shack him up with you." Alicha sneered, tossing Tori into the ropes.

"Sean loves me." Tori shot back, ducking a clothesline.

"Yeah right." Alicha caught Tori in a headlock as she came back on a rebound.



Emily was quiet the entire ride back to Undertakers hotel. Normally she enjoyed riding behind him on his red Harley Davidson but tonight she was feeling sad.

When they were inside, he gestured for her to sit down. She perched on the edge of the bed.

"Emily, you know how I feel bout you associatin with my co-workers," Taker started. "Most of the guys can't be trusted. They'd try to hurt you just to get to me or Kane."

"You don't care about Kane." Emily said softly.

"No, but I do care bout you." He pointed out with a frown. He bent down to kiss her cheek. "Get some sleep honey."

Emily watched as he walked into the adjoining suite. With a sigh, she got up and grabbed her duffel bag. She went into her private bathroom and began taking off her clothes. She slipped into a plain white cotton nightgown with slim straps. She frowned at the fingerprint bruises Kane had left on her pale arm. Then Emily lifted up the gown to view her thigh. There was a black and blue mark there too. "Lovely."

"Emily?"

She opened the door to find Taker standing in his doorway in jean cutoffs and a tee shirt. "Yes?"

"Just thought I'd make sure you're okay for the night."

"I'm fine."

He smiled warmly. "All right then. G'night." Taker disappeared in his room again, shutting the door behind him.

"Night brother." Emily breathed out in relief that he hadn't seen the bruises. He'd of lost it. She was about to crawl into bed but stopped when she spotted an envelope by the door. Emily curiously went over to retrieve it. She sat back down on her bed and opened it.

Em,

Sorry, I didn't mean to get you in trouble. I'm at this hotel too. Can you meet me downstairs at 12?

Jeff




Alicha barely won the match. Stephanie saw fit to get involved several times. Finally, Alicha nailed the pin and then was able to knock Steph around a bit. Of course, DX came out to save her with Hunter leading them. Alicha had quickly made her escape. She didnt feel like getting her butt kicked.

"Nice one Leesh." Greeted her second best friend, Chris Jericho. "But I dont think they're going to like you much after that."

Alicha forced a smile. "Think so?"

"Know so." The smile on Chris face faded. "How you doing?"

She knew exactly what he was referring too. "Hey man, you know me. Still kicking."

"Tell me the truth." Chris wrapped an arm around her shoulders as they started walking.

Alicha sighed. "I know I should hate for what he did but I just cant. I still love him Chris."

"Its not easy giving up somebody you love."

"I know. I just dont understand why he did it. I mean, after him and Chyna They still worked together but they had broken up. Then him and I hooked up and and two years! After two years he decides he wants Stephanie? Its hurts."

Chris paused to hug her. "Alicha, you can do better. Once you get over him, you'll realize that. In fact, you'll realize that you have tons of guys that are fighting over a bit of attention from you."

"Thanks Chris but I think I'm going to become a nun."

He eyed her outfit critically. "I dont think they'd take you in."

"Why not?"

"I'm pretty sure modesty is one of the requirements." He told her dryly.

Alicha looked down at her clothes. "And here I thought you would like it." She teased.



When midnight rolled around Emily had decided to risk sneaking down to see Jeff. She pulled a long skirt over her nightgown and wrapped a shawl around her. She quietly left the room, praying Taker wouldnt decide to check on her.

Jeff was in the lobby, leaning against a wall flicking through a magazine. He was in orange knee length shorts and a black tank top. He smiled when he seen her and carelessly tossed the mag down on the table. He hurried over to her. "I didn't think you'd come."

"I wasn't going too." She confessed.

"What made you?" his eyes shone brightly.

Emily tinged pink a little. "I dont know."

"C'mon." Jeff took her hand and led the way out.

"Where are we going?" she asked nervously.

"For a ride." He looked at her. "Scared?"

Emily smiled shyly. "No."

Jeff returned the smile. He ushered her into a black corvette. He got in on the drivers side. "Hungry?"

"A little."

"I'll take you to the best place in town."

20 minutes later they were parked outside of a dingy little truck stop, outside the city limits. Emily was apprehensive about going inside but Jeff assured her that it was all right.

"Jeff..." Emily whispered as burly truckers stared at her, making lewd comments.

"Don't worry bout them. They won't do anythin." He seated her at a table then plopped down across from her. He picked up a menu.

"Hey there kids, what'll it be?" an old waitress asked, chewing noisily on some gum.

"I'll have a mushroom patty melt with some orange juice." Jeff said after a moment. "Em?"

"A salad, no dressing, with a glass of water."

Jeff raised an eyebrow. "Add some fries to that, ranch dressing, and a glass of chocolate milk."




Alicha looked into the vanity mirror, studying her looks critically. She knew that her best features were her sky blue cat shaped eyes. "What does Stephanie have that I dont?" she asked herself.

Alicha just couldnt figure it out. Stephanie was sort of dumpy looking in her ill-fitting clothes and her hair always looked so ratty. Her voice was high pitched and she was constantly whining. Not to mention her ass sagged.

Alicha groaned when there was a knock on the door. She wrapped the silk robe she wore tightly around her naked body before answering it. There stood Hunter. She knew her jaw had dropped and she didnt care. "Where do you get the nerve to show up here?" she hissed threw clenched teeth.

"Leesh, I need to talk to you."

"I dont think so Helmsley."

Hunter breathed in sharply. He blocked the door when she tried to close it on him. "I mean it." He forced his way in.

"Helmsley, if you dont get your ass out of here I'm going to call security." She threatened.

He shook his head with a sigh. "Alicha, just hear me out."

"I dont think thats necessary. I'm pretty sure we got all the bases covered this evening at the arena." Alicha retorted.

"This is a political marriage Alicha, for Christ sake!"

"And your point would be?"

"You know I dont love her. I love you."

"You sure proved that."

Hunter grabbed her shoulders and shook her fiercely. "Why wont you just shut up and listen?"

"Because I dont want to hear anymore of your lies!" she shouted, struggling to keep back the tears that threatened to spill down her cheeks. "Thats all you ever did was lie" Alicha was stopped as he bent down and began to ravage her mouth with his.




Emily sat there speechless. When the food was sat down she regained her tongue. "Why did you do that?"

"Cause I like to see a woman eat."

"But I'm to obese Jeff. I'm supposed to be on a diet!" she protested, trying not to drool at the appetizing aroma the fries were giving off.

Jeff nearly choked on his food. "Obese? Who is the idiot that told you that?"

"Kane. And he's absolutely right." Emily looked down at her lap. "I'm to large in the hips."

"And how would Kane know this?"

"I live with him part of the time."

"Em, eat your food. You're perfect the way you are and dont let anyone else tell you different." Jeff reached over and lifted her chin so she was looking at him. "I think you're beautiful."

Emily blushed.

They sat there for a few hours after finishing their meal just talking. Finally Jeff took her back to her room, though somewhat reluctant.

"Thanks for dinner." She whispered shyly.

"No problem." Jeff smiled at her. "It was my pleasure."

Emily was about to go inside when he leaned down to kiss her. She stiffened a bit before relaxing and kissing him chastely back. She then pulled away and backed into the room, blushing a little as she shut the door.

Jeff stared almost dreamily at the door for a minute then went to his own room.

Emily discarded the skirt and shawl and crawled into bed, sighing happily. She pulled the long body pillow up against her, snuggling with it. She fell asleep replaying the kiss over and over in her head.

Taker groaned when his alarm clock went off. He sleepily got out of bed and walked over to the door. He knocked lightly before pushing it open. "Emily?" he smiled tenderly at the sight of her sleeping form.



Alicha woke up the next morning with a smile on her face. She looked next to her only to find Hunter had gone. She sat up, looking around. "Hunter?"

No answer.

Tears began to steadily stream down her face. She wrapped her arms around her body and began to rock back and forth. How could he do this to her? She thought that he had realized that he still loved her and was going to come back to her. Instead he had played her like a fool and used her body, but discarded the love she offered freely.

"Never again." Alicha whispered, wiping the tears away with the back of her hand. "You'll pay for this Hunter Hearst Helmsley."

"You look like hell." Chris greeted the following week.

Alicha smiled grimly, walking into the break room. "I know. Nice look isnt it?

He surveyed the tattered blue jeans and stained sweatshirt. Her hair was pulled back into a sloppy tail and she wore no make-up, just a huge pair of black sunglasses. "Not really. What happened?"

"Nothing. I just didnt feel like getting all dolled up right away. I will though." Alicha flashed a smile, not truly feeling as happy as the expression she wore suggested. "I'll wear something extremely sexy just for you."

"Sounds like a sweet deal to me." Chris laughed. He handed her a bottle of water. "Sure there isnt anything you want to tell me?"

Just at that moment Hunter and Stephanie walked in. When the Helmsleys spotted Chris and Alicha they froze. A cruel smile spread across Stephanies face while Hunter looked very ashamed of himself.

"C'mon Chris, all of a sudden the stench of white collar bastards has made me feel sick." Alicha snarled, taking Chris hand and pulling him out of the room.

Stephanie smirked as they walked by. "Where did you get your outfit? The Good Will?"




"Taker, can't I stay another week with you?" Emily asked, trying to keep the desperation out of her voice.

The Undertaker shook his head. "Sorry dollface. Kane wants you this week. I'll call every night though if you want."

Emily nodded sadly, not able to hide her disappointment. She knew with Kane she wouldnt be able to sneak out to meet with Jeff. She had met him in secret twice more since theyre first meeting. Without saying anything else, she grabbed her bag and went to change. She dressed in a silver crinkled skirt that was knee length with a long sleeved cream stretch top.

They walked in silence to Kanes locker room. He had been in the first match of the night so he was ready to leave.

"About time." He growled when they strolled in.

"I got to go tap up." Taker told Emily, ignoring Kane completely. "I'll see you next week, okay?"

"Yes."

He pulled her to him in a hug. "Love you dollface."

Emily smiled up at him. "I love you too."

After Taker had left, Kane stood up. "You ready to go?"

"Yes."

They took a cab to the hotel. Kane showed her the room he had made ready for her. "We'll leave for home first thing in the morning." He said before going into his own room.

Emily sighed and took off her top. She sat on the bed and slipped off the shoes she wore. She had taken off her panties and was about to slide off the skirt when she seen Kane come back in, wearing just some loose shorts. She clapped her hands over her chest. "Get out now!"

Kane eyed her lithe body before pinning her down to the bed. He pushed up the skirt.

"No!" Emily fought him, crying. "Kane, dont do that!"



Alicha wisely ignored that barb. "Did you check the board for me Chris?" she asked.

Chris nodded. "Yep. I think you'll like this match-up." He grinned knowingly.

"Why is that?"

"Intergender tag team match."

"Oh really?" she looked interested. "Who?"

"You and me, facing Hunter and Stephanie."

"Ohhh... This is going to be so much fun." Alicha ducked into her locker room to change.

She dressed in a teal green pair of pants and then painstakingly used body gems to form a shirt. It took over an hour but the effect was well worth it. She did her hair and make-up and went to find Chris.

"Wow. I love this look." He said, eyeing her.

"So do I."

They were the first ones out, in the main event. They stood in the ring, enjoying the cheers from the audience. It was obvious who the fans were behind.

When Triple H and Stephanie came out there was lots of booing. The couple brushed it aside carelessly.

HHH and Chris locked up first. Hunter seemed like he wanted to end it quickly because he tried everything he could to put Chris out of action. Alicha thwarted his attempts though every time.

Finally the two women were in the ring together. Alicha immediately started slapping Steph around, pulling her hair, and kicking her with the tips of her boots.

Stephanie tried to fight back but Alicha was now venting all her anger and hurt. Stephanie didnt have a chance in hell. Just as Alicha finished with a beautiful suplexe, Hunter got into the ring and clotheslined her.

Chris and Alicha won by DQ.



Emily lay naked, sobbing on the messed up bed as Kane silently washed himself. He looked down at her, wondering if he should feel guilty. Yes, this was his sister, half sister at that, but it didnt really bother him. He supposed it was due to the fact that she had always been Undertakers favorite and that she had also preferred Taker to Kane.

Kane stood over her, debating on what to do next. Finally he sat down on the edge of the bed and placed a hand on her bare hip.

Emily trembled and curled up into an even tighter ball. "Please Kane, no more." She pleaded hoarsely.

He leaned down next to her ear. "Does it hurt you Emily?" he whispered.

She nodded, not making any moves to look at him.

"Do you want me to make it better?"

Her body shuddered.

Kane ran his fingertips over the smooth flesh of her thigh, slipping his hand between her legs. He nuzzled her neck gently while exploring her intimately.

Emily whimpered in fear. "Kane, dont." she gasped, trying to breathe, her throat constricting painfully.

He slowly withdrew his hand. "What do you want Emily, sweetheart?" he crooned softly.

She waited until she was able to form a complete sentence. "I want to go be with Taker." Emily turned her big hurt filled eyes up to him. "Please Kane."

Kane shook his head bitterly. "I dont think so. You're staying with me not him. Its time you learn that you have more than just one brother."

"You hurt me!" she choked out. "No brother would do what you just did."

Kane smiled, not bothering to hide the resentment in his voice. "No, I suppose a brother would not. But then you do realize, Emily dearest, I'm a monster."

Emily buried her face in her pillow, crying again.

Disgusted, Kane stormed out.



Chris helped Alicha back to the locker rooms. They leaned on one another, Alicha holding her ribs. They didnt say anything until they reached his room. There they rested on the sofa.

"Oh man I'm going to be sore for awhile." Alicha finally groaned, breaking the silence.

"Want some ice?"

"No thanks."

"Leesh?"

"Yeah Chris?"

He chewed his lower lip thoughtfully. "There something thats been bugging me ever since you came in tonight."

"Whats that?"

"Why are you hiding something from me?"

Alicha feigned surprise. "What makes you think I'm hiding anything from you?"

"Because I'm your best friend."

"I see."

Chris wrapped a sympathetic arm around her. "Why dont you tell me whats wrong." He suggested.

She sighed and laid her head on his shoulder. "Helmsley came to see me last Monday after the show."

"And?"

"And we screwed."

Chris eyes widened in surprise. "Are you for real?"

She nodded.

"Was it a screw or making love?"

Alicha sniffled, trying not to cry. "I thought it was love at first but when I woke up he was gone. What does that say?"

"Maybe he was ashamed."

"No, he just used me. Again."

Chris hugged her tightly. "Alicha, dont cry honey."

She let the tears fall. "I cant help it Chris. I feel so foolish. He used me again."

Chris didnt say anything.




It was a numb, lifeless Emily that arrived at the old house Kane lived in. She carried her bag up the stairs, not feeling anything. Once she was in the relative safety of her bedroom, Emily collapsed to the floor. She lay there sobbing for a good twenty minutes.

When she managed to stop, she was left with an overwhelming feelings of shame, hurt and despair. Emily looked up, her eyes roaming over the room. Kane had painted it in a pale pink with black bordering. French lace curtains and an expensive coverlet for her bed had been imported. She had once taken a great pleasure in this room but now Now it just made her feel like she was trapped.

"Are you going to stay up here forever?"

Emily turned around, not getting up. "What are you doing in my room?" she demanded, not able to hide the tremor in her voice.

Kane crossed his arms over his chest and leaned in the doorframe. "Scared?"

She didnt answer.

He squatted down next to her, reaching out to finger her soft hair. "Emily, maybe once you've gotten past your initial shock you might enjoy our encounters."

"You're not going to touch me like that again Kane." Emily said with more bravo than she felt. "I mean it."

"Or else what?"

"I'll... I'll..." she faltered.

Kane laughed low in the back of his throat. "Emily, dont make threats you cant back up." He advised, beginning to lean down towards her.

"I'll tell Taker!"

He instantly pulled back. "What?"

"I will. I'll tell him about what you did to me!"

Kane eyed her shrewdly, the alarm turning into amusement. "I dont think so Emily. In fact, I know you wont tell him anything. You know why? Because he'll think you liked it. Then how will big brother feel about you?"




"I'm telling you Alicha, youll love this place. All my female friends come here." Chris promised, leading her into a lady club.

"Chris, its broad daylight and you're going into a club that has male strippers." Alicha pointed out, trying not to grin.

"Thats okay. Today you're going to enjoy yourself and forget about Hunter, got it?"

"Crystal clear."

"Good."

Alicha looked over at Chris as they entered the smoky room. He remained as calm as ever, not seeming to be bothered by the nude men that roamed the place.

Chris took her hand and tugged her over to a small table near the stage. Once sitting, he pulled out his wallet.

"Going to slip a twenty down someones thongs?" she teased.

Chris merely waved over a waiter. "Not likely. Two straight vodkas." He ordered.

Alicha giggled as a tall dancer made his way over to her, gyrating his hips in her face. "I might though."

Chris chuckled. "Here." He handed her some bills.

The dancer held still while she slowly put the money in his waistband. Then he moved off, flashing her a sultry grin.

"I see why your friends like this place." Alicha commented, beginning to relax. She sipped the vodka the waiter had set down.

"Just dont expect me to bring you here every time you're having a bad day." He cautioned.

"Dont worry I wont. But I know what you could do for me right now." A mischievous grin played the corners of her mouth.

"And what exactly would that be?" he asked, not sure if he should trust her.

Strip."




Emily shook her head. "You're lying." She whispered.

"No, I'm not."

Emily shrieked as Kane pushed her roughly back onto the floor. "No! Kane dont! Please!" she begged, clutching her blouse together as he tried to rip it off her.

Kane grabbed her wrists and held them over her head, using his free hand to tear the blouse. He breathed in sharply at the chaste white bra she wore. "You have no idea how much I love your innocence." He murmured, releasing her wrists to cup her breasts.

Emily pushed at his forearms. "Kane, dont do this! I'm your sister!"

"I'm well aware of that sis." He replied mockingly.

She screamed at the top of her lungs when he pushed up the heavy black skirt she wore. Kane squeezed her throat warningly. She could only make gasping sobs as he ripped away her plain cotton panties.

"Now, if you're finished struggling"

"Kane," Emily tried to reason with him once more. "Please, I'm begging you not to do this."

He cocked his head to the side, seeming to contemplate it. "Relax. You'll enjoy it more." He advised finally.

"No!" Her cry was cut short as he lunged forward, sheathing himself in her.

Kane moved on Emily slowly, taking his time. He stared down into her emerald eyes, becoming even more aroused by the complete hopelessness he found. He sat on his knees and pushed her legs back so that her knees were pressed against her chest.

Emily squeezed her eyes shut, praying that she would soon pass out. An occasional whimper would emit from her throat when hed withdraw only to pound back into her harder than before.

After what seemed like an eternity, Kane released. He smiled down at her. "Not such an innocent anymore are you Emily? At least you wont be when I'm done with you."



Chris looked at her wide eyed. "Are you for real?" he asked, not sure if she was just toying with him or what.

Alicha folded her arms over her chest and nodded. "Of course I am. Unless you're to chicken too." She challenged.

Chris thought about it for a second, the look of disbelief melting into a conceited grin. He stood up and walked over to the bar, gesturing for the bartender to come over.

Alicha quickly lost interest in Chris as his conversation with the bartender droned on. She turned her attention back to the dancers.

"Hey!"

Alicha looked up to see another woman sit down next to her with a beer. "Hello."

"Dont you remember me Alicha?"

"Cant say that I do." Alicha smiled apologetically. "Sorry."

The woman waved her hand dismissively. "Not many people do remember me without my bald head."

"Mya? Mya Widdle?" Alicha looked at the brown hair in disbelief. "Not my old running buddy?"

"The one and only."

"Oh man!" The two hugged. "How the hell have you been girl?"

"Been kicking. How about you?"

"Same. When did you move from the Bronx?"

"Right after you did. Things just werent fun anymore. Besides, getting arrested by yourself can be kinda scary."

Alicha laughed heartily. "I know." She was about to say something but stopped when another man walked out from behind the curtain in just some skimpy underwear.

"Hot damn!" Mya whistled. "I've never seen him before. Look at those muscles!"

Alicha couldnt believe it. "Oh my god"

"What?"

"That's my friend Chris!" she buried her face in her hands laughing as he danced over to her.




Emily gingerly made her way to the front door. It had been two days since the bedroom incident and Kane had been leaving her alone. He had left for the night to attend Smackdown. So who could be knocking now she didnt know. Emily slowly opened the door.

"Hey Em."

"Jeff... What... How..." she grabbed his arm and jerked him inside. "Better not let the neighbors see you or else there'll be hell to pay."

Jeff hugged her. "How are you Em? I've missed ya."

Emily stepped away quietly. "I'm fine Jeff."

Jeff looked over the simple blue dress she wore. It covered every inch of her, neck included, her head being the only thing visible. "Em, are you okay?"

"Yes."

He reached out and gently touched her arm, frowning when she shrugged him off. "What happened?"

"Nothing."

"Em, please dont be like that. I've missed you." Jeff ran a hand threw his blue-green hair with a sheepish smile. "I've really missed you."

Emily managed a small smile. "I've missed you too."

"You wouldnt believe all the people I had to bribe to find out where you went too. Why didnt you tell me you were leavin with Kane?"

"I didnt have the time. I did want to Jeff." Suddenly her eyes were filled with tears. "Please believe me when I tell you that."

"Hey now," Jeff wrapped his arms around her in a tight hug. "Dont cry honey."

They stood there for a few minutes until Jeff pulled back and noticed that the dress collar had slipped. He spotted a tiny bruise along her throat.

"Em, honey, Im takin you outta here." He said firmly. "I know somethins goin on even if you wont tell me."

Emily collapsed against him. Not arguing.



Alicha was leaning in the hallway reading the latest issue of RollingStone when Chris walked up. She finished the article before looking at him, a wide smile on her face.

"What are you grinning about?" he asked.

"I'm still thinking about you bare ass naked dancing."

"Alicha!" Chris looked around to make sure nobody had overheard her. "No one here knows about that and I'd kind of like to keep it that way. Could you imagine the ribbing I'd have to take if the guys found out I went into a strip club for women?"

"Not only did you go in, you stripped as well." She reminded gleefully.

Chris wrapped his hands around her throat. "I'm gong to strangle you."

Alicha laughed. "Love you."

"Uh huh."

"Seriously though, you got one fine body Chris. You should consider making stripping a job or something, show off those muscles."

"Only if you'll be my partner."

"Oh sure, we could dance together."

Chris pulled her up against him. "Grind?"

Laughing, she gyrated her hips with his. "Could."

"That is so sick."

They looked up to find Stephanie and Tori.

Chris tilted Alicha back, running his hands all over her while she did the same to him. "Dont like it, dont look."

Tori rolled her eyes. "Jesus, dont these white trash inbreds got anything better to do than fool around?"

Alicha smiled up at Tori from her upside down position. "We beat off too."

Stephanie sneered. "Yeah, that does sound like something someone as low as you would do."

"Hey Steph, buzz off." Chris said sweetly. "The stench of your BS is making me nauseous."

"Me too." Alicha laughed.



Jeff found Emilys room, leading her around by the hand. She docilely sat on the bed while he began to stuff clothes into her bag.

"Do you got anythin personal you wanna take?" he asked.

Emily looked around. She reached over to the nightstand and picked up a picture of Taker and her at Universal Studios. "Just this."

Jeff threw a red velvet cloak over her. "Cmon then." Taking her hand once more, Jeff hurried down the stairs. He ushered her out of the house and into his corvette.

"Jeff, this is a bad idea." Emily fretted, looking around nervously as he pulled away from the house.

"No, you stayin there would be a bad idea Em." He looked at her worriedly. "You're to pale even for you. What happened?"

She turned to look out the window.

"When you're ready honey, I'm willin to listen." He assured her.

Emily pulled the hood up over her head, brushing away a few tears in the process.

Neither Jeff nor Emily had seen the elderly neighbor woman peering at them from her kitchen window. Remembering the strange but nice young mans request to keep an eye on his little sister while he was gone, she picked up the paper with the phone number he had given her. Then she proceeded to punch in the number, feeling a little nervous.

"Hello?" came a tired sounding voice.

"Um I was told to call this number if something was to happen to the young lady that lives next door to me."

"Mrs. Kayer?"

"Yes."

"What happened? Is Emily all right?"

"Well sir, she looked fine." Mrs. Kayer paused. "But a young man came by today and took her with him. She was dressed for travel and he was carrying a night bag."

Kane breathed in sharply. "Did you get a good look at the man?"

"Not really. The only thing I could see was his hair. It was blue and green."

"Jeff Hardy." Kane muttered.

"Excuse me?"

"I know who she is with. Thank you Mrs. Kayer, I really appreciate this."

"No problem."

Kane hung up, clenching and unclenching his hands. How much had Emily told him? Had she even told him anything? Probably not, that just wasnt her. But then how did Jeff find out where she was at? More important, why did he come for her?

Now to tell Taker or to not tell Taker. That was the current question Kane was facing at the moment. He decided against it. He didnt need the hassle of explaining things. Also, the risk of Taker finding out some things would be to great. He didnt want Emily to get brave all of a sudden.

The only thing for him to do was wait until after work, then go to where that punk Hardy lived and get Emily back.



Stephanie gnashed her teeth, looking pissed off. "You both had better watch what you say. I run things around here and I'm not going to tolerate you arrogant bastards insulting me."

"You shouldnt have too." Tori put in.

"Jeez Tori!" Alicha exclaimed, wide eyed. "How far up her ass can you put your nose?"

Tori lunged for Alicha only to be stopped by Chris. She backed off, her eyes shooting daggers.

"Well Miss Alicha," Stephanie smirked. "Since you're obviously dying for a fight, tonight you can face Tori, Ivory, and Jacquelyn in a four way hardcore match."

"Thats quite all right Steph." Alicha grinned sardonically. "I got an announcement to make live anyway."

"Going to let people know how much you're charging for sex?"

"Nah, I leave that to sluts like you and kiss ass here." She replied nonchalantly.

Chris snickered. "Believe me Steph, this is going to be something you'll want to hear."

"Hmm I doubt that," Steph sneered. "Come on Tori. The guys are waiting for us." She turned to leave.

"Yeah, waiting for you both to get ran over or something." Alicha muttered.

"Bitch." Tori hissed.

Once the two were gone, Chris started laughing. "Are you really going to do what I think you are?"

Alicha nodded. "Sure am. I think its time I had a little fun, dont you?"

"I thought you had fun the other day."

"I did."

He pouted. "Not enough though."

"Chris, you know what I mean jackass."

"I know. I'm just playing."

"I need to go get around. I'm going to make sure my outfit is spectacular for tonight!"



After a few hours of driving. Jeff pulled into a bed and breakfast inn. "Is it okay if we stop here for tonight? I'm drop dead tired."

Emily nodded, looking over at him. "Anything you want Jeff."

He got out and got their stuff from the trunk. Then he took her hand and they went inside. Emily stood back as he arranged for a room. Then she allowed him to lead the way.

"I made sure to get two beds." He explained, seeing her staring at them.

"Thank you."

"I'm goin to go see bout getting somethin to eat. Will you be all right by yourself?

"I'll be fine." Emily smiled at him.

"Okay." With a worried look, Jeff left.

Emily got into her duffel bag and pulled out a long sleeved nightgown. She took off her cloak and dress, very slowly. She looked into the mirror and buried her face in her hands. Her chest was bruised from her knees as were her arms and thighs.

She had just gotten the gown over her head and was pulling it down when Jeff walked back in. He quickly covered his eyes but not before getting a glimpse at her black and blue skin.

"I'm decent." She whispered, sinking onto a bed.

Jeff raised his eyes to meet hers. "Who did that to you Emily?" he asked softly.

"It doesnt matter."

"Taker?"

She gave him a look of indignity.

"Kane?"

she looked down and shook her head.

Jeff made his way over to sit next to her. "Em, if someone is hurtin you..."

Emily laid down, turning her back to him.

He laid down next to her, pulling her against him.



Chris eyebrows raised. "Do I get a small preview?" he asked with a pleading smile.

"Nah. You'll just have to wait until later."

"On man Alicha, you are harsh."

She smiled. "I know. I'll see you later Chris. I got a match to prepare."

"I'll get the first aid kit ready for you." He teased.

She flipped him off, walking away.

Laughing, he went to his own locker room.

Alicha went to the dressing room to look threw the dresses Janet had been working on for her. She flipped threw the rack, appraising each piece.

"This will do." She muttered, pulling out something black.

Alicha quickly changed. The outfit was a one piece skintight jumper. On each side was an oval cut out that ran from under her arms to her thighs. It was cut back enough to show off a bit of her back and cut forward enough to reveal some skin. She chose some flat cloth slippers to go with it.

"Going goth?"

Alicha looked up to see Hunter leaning in the doorway. She turned away, looking for accessories. "Nah."

"Steph said you had a big announcement."

She smiled, though he didnt see it. "You could say that."

"Is it what I think it is?"

Alicha held up a belt of gold rings. "I dont know Helmsley. What is it youre thinking?"

"You know damn well what I'm thinking."

She faced him with an innocent look. "Do you like this belt?"

He knocked it from her hands. "Dont toy with me Alicha. I am not in the mood for it. Now answer my fucking question."

Alicha smiled sweetly. "I'll plead the fifth."

Hunter gritted his teeth.



Emily sighed, feeling completely safe for the first time in about a week. She smiled as Jeff gently twirled a strand of her black hair on his finger.

"Em, would you rather I took you to Taker?" he asked softly.

"No."

"Should I get a hold of someone?"

"No police Jeff."

"Are you"

She rolled over so she was facing him. "Jeff please, dont ask anymore."

Jeff nodded, a sad look spreading on his face. He watched silently as she slowly nodded off. Jeff traced her face with a finger, not understanding how someone could hurt her. How could anyone beat a person as sweet as Emily?

Jeff had started to fall asleep about thirty minutes later when he was sharply wakened up. He looked down to find Emily grasping the sheets, sweat all over her body, her face was contorted into an expression of hurt and fear.

"Kane no..." she moaned in terror. "No more..."

"Emily," Jeff whispered, reaching over to lightly shake her. "Wake up!"

Emily pushed at Jeffs hands. "I'm your sister!" she shrieked, panicking now. "Dont Kane!"

Jeff sat up, pulling her to him, rocking back and forth. "Emily please, wake up." He begged, tears quietly making their way down his face.

Emily quieted at his soothing voice, her cries turning into hiccups. She rested her head against his chest, slipping into a dreamless sleep.

Jeff could only stare down at her sleeping form. "What did he do to you?" he murmured, stroking her forehead gently. Jeff had a feeling that he already knew though.

Emily just slept.



Alicha turned back to the mirror. "You're right Helmsley, that belt wasnt me." She picked up a silver linked belt. "I think this one suits me much better. Dont you?"

Hunter watched, clenching his fists as she put it on, seeming oblivious to the fact that he was ready to burst. He knew that she was quite aware of what she was doing though. Cursing, he left the room.

Alicha finished dressing, smiling the entire time. When she was done, she walked out to the ring, grabbing a mic on her way. Once she had everyones attention, she said:

"Now in a minute I'm going to be kicking some ass but first Id like to make an announcement."

Hunters music started and he appeared on the ramp. His look clearly said, dont even Alicha.

She flashed him an innocent smile and continued on. "Now everyone knows that Mr. Helmsley and I were once an item." Alicha paused to make a face. "Then he ended it with me so he could marry the McMahon slut. Here's the real kicker... Just last week as I was getting ready to go to bed, who should come aknocking at my door? Why none other than the happily married Hunter Hearst Helmsley!"

The crowd all started shouting: You Suck! at him.

Hunter was livid. He started down the ramp, shouting threats.

Alicha smirked. "You like it then Helmsley, but now you dont look so happy." She tossed the mic aside and slid out of the ring as he slid inside.

"Get your ass back here now bitch!" he screamed.

Alicha just laughed. "See ya!" she disappeared threw the audience, deciding that she just wasnt in the mood to fight tonight. Let them fine her.

"You must be nuts!" Chris said, running to her.

"I am!" Alicha grabbed his arm. "We got to go! I dont think itd be a good idea to hang around."



Jeff woke up to an empty bed. "Emily?" he called, sitting up sleepily.

Emily walked out of the bathroom, pulling her hair into a tail. She had dressed in a pair of blue jeans and one of his sweatshirts. "I hope you dont mind." She said shyly. "But all that was in my bag was pants and skirts."

"Its yours." He told her with a smile. "We'll pick you up some clothes on our way to Cameron."

"How far away is Cameron?"

"Just a few hours actually. We should be there by," he looked at the clock. "Noon."
"Okay." Emily sat down next to him. "Thanks again Jeff."

"How many times are you goin to say that?"

"Until I feel I've said it enough."

Jeff chuckled and kissed her forehead. "I'm goin to go get a quick shower then we can go."

"All right."

Several hours later Jeff pulled up in front of a two story house. "This is it," he announced. "Home sweet home."

Emily got out of the corvette, looking up. "Wow." It looked so much nicer than Kanes place. This house looked lived in.

"It's not much but I like it." Jeff frowned. "Matt shouldnt be home this weekend so it'll be just us."

"You share a home with Matt?"

"Yeah."

Emily followed him inside, looking around curiously. It had a homey and cozy look to it, though one could tell that it belonged to two bachelors.

Jeff led her upstairs. "You can stay in here." He opened a door to a bedroom.

Emily set her bag down at the foot of the bed. "Its lovely Jeff."

"You goin to be comfortable in here?"

"Of course I am."




"Chris Chris Chris" Alicha sighed. "How many times do I got to tell you to not where that god damn shirt around me?"

Chris looked down at his Game Over tee. "Leesh, I told you, I'm out of fucking clothes."

"So do your laundry dumbass."

"I didnt have time. I was supposed to meet you remember?"

She rolled her eyes. "Come on then."

"Where are we going?"

Alicha stood up from the bench and grabbed his hand. "Shopping."

Chris could only groan as she led him into a store.

Inside, Alicha instantly went for a rack of mens shirts. She turned around for a minute to look over his vinyl pants. Then she spun back to the rack, rifling threw the shirts.

Chris watched in amazement as Alicha went threw rack after rack. Finally she tossed a black silk shirt that had silver lining on it. "This?"

"Yeah, it'll look good on you."

Sighing, he went into the dressing room to change. When he came out, Alicha whistled.

"Damn you look good Chris."

"I always look good." He tossed the Game Over shirt in the trash. "Lets go pay for this."

Alicha ripped off the tag and went over to the cashier. She paid for the shirt, ignoring Chris protests. "It was my idea Chris, therefore I am going to pay."

Chris crossed his arms over his chest stubbornly. "You're a wench."

The cashier chuckled. "Man, dont even try. I've already learned that arguing with your woman doesnt get you anywhere."

Chris had to snicker. "Shes not my woman but arguing with her still doesnt get me anywhere."

Alicha decked him.



The weekend went by to fast for Emily. Sunday night came to soon. She and Jeff stayed up till one in the morning star gazing. Finally they had gone to bed.

It was the smell of smoke that woke Emily up. She shot upright. Fire! "Jeff!" she screamed, getting out of bed.

"Emily!" Jeff was yelling, coughing.

She rushed out of the room, screaming at the sight of the fire that was engulfing the house. "Jeff!"

Jeff appeared in his bedroom doorway. "Emily go out your window!" he tried to get threw the fire to her but it was to hot.

"Jeff please!" Emily cried, holding out her arms to him. "You can make it!" She knew that Jeff only had one window in his room but there were bars on it.

"Go! I'm right behind you!" he assured her, trying to smile. "I promise."

Sobbing, she disappeared back into the bedroom. She went to the window and opened it. Carefully she lowered herself out onto the tree limb next to it. Once she hit ground, she stared up at the window, looking for Jeff. She was slightly aware that sirens were getting loud.

"Lets go Emily."

She spun around, eyes widening, to find Kane standing there.

He grabbed her arm. "Time to leave."

"No!" Emily planted her bare feet in the dirt, making him have to toss her over his shoulder. "God, no! Jeff!" she pounded on Jeffs back, crying wildly. "Jeff!"

Kane dropped her into the trunk of his car and got out of there before the fire trucks arrived.

Emily curled up into a ball, sobbing loudly. Jeff hadnt made it out of the house. Kane had been to one to set the fire, that much was clear. She buried her face in her knees. "Oh Jeff I never got to tell you I loved you" Her body racked with fresh sobs.



It was a somber arena Chris and Alicha walked into Monday night. They both were clothed in black clothes, looking grim and solemn. Everyone pretty much looked the same.

"I cant believe hes gone Chris." She whispered, dabbing away a teat. "Jeff cant be gone."

Word of the fire had spread quickly. Jeffs body hadnt been yet so far, they were assuming it had been burst to ash. The news had been broken all around world all day long and tonight the WWF would honor Jeff Hardy.

Chris wrapped an arm her. "Neither can I."

Alichas face contorted into a mask of sadness when she seen Matt wandering around with a dazed look on his face. "Poor Matt."

The next thing Alicha knew there was someone crying on her shoulder.

"Emily?"

Emily pulled back, circles under her eyes. "I'm sorry Alicha. But..."

Alicha sighed, having heard the rumors that Jeff had been courting the Undertakers little sister. "Its okay." She spotted Kane and Taker standing back, each clothed in black, the same as Emily.

Emily took Alichas arm and walked off a bit. "You know how he died?"

"I heard it was in a house fire."

Emily nodded, her eyes growing wide, then looked back over her shoulder. "I know how the fire was started."

"How?"

"Emily, come on." Taker called out. "They're going to start soon."

Emily looked desperate. "I'm coming." In a whisper she said, "It was Kane."

"Kane? But" Alicha stood there speechless as Emily spun around and hurried over to her brothers. She noted that Emily was shirking from Kane.


Vince and Linda McMahon stood in the center of the ring, flowers all over it, with a picture of Jeff Hardy on the Titan Tron. Everyone from backstage was surrounding the ring.

"Last night," Vince began, his voice breaking with emotion. "One of our family died in a fire. We are here to honor Jeffrey Nero Hardy."

Emily buried her face in Takers chest, unable to stop crying.

Alicha watched from across the ring, standing in Chris arms. She turned her attention to Matt. Matt was still in a daze, not able to comprehend that his brother was gone. Hunter and Stephanie both looked out of it as well. Finally something had brought them out of their dreamworld. It seemed that they realized that even they werent immune to these things.

"Jeff was loved by everyone who knew him. He was a bright young man who brought a lot of happiness to people." Linda was saying, having had to take over the mic seeing as how Vince had broken down crying. "We will now ask you all to rise for the ten bell salute."

The fans all stood up, complete silence filling the arena.

Bong. One.

Bong. Two.

Bong. Three.

Bong. Four.

Bong. Five.

Bong. Six.

Bong. Seven.

Then, darkness, followed by the Hardy Boyz music. The lights came back on to show Jeff standing at the top of the stage. He was in jeans and a long sleeved shirt. His hair was pulled back, revealing the long fresh burns on his face.

"Jeff!" Emily broke free of Taker and ran to him.

Jeff limped down the ramp as fast as he could, catching her in a hug.

"I thought you were dead!" she cried in his chest.

He placed his head on top of hers. "I barely got out of there alive. They yanked the bars off my window. When I got out, I looked for you but you were gone"

"Kane... He started the fire Jeff, he made me go with him." Emily looked up at him before pulling his head down to kiss him. When she pulled back, she whispered breathlessly, "When I didnt see you come out I thought my world had died."

Jeff kissed her. "I know it was him." He kissed her again. "I love you Emily."

She smiled through her tears. "I love you too."

Soon everyone was surrounding Jeff. Emily got shoved back threw the crowd. She ended up standing next to Chris and Alicha, watching the people.

Alicha hugged her friend. "Em..."

"What?"

"I think you should tell Taker about Kane."

"What?"

Alicha pulled back with a knowing smile. "I seen you and Kane come in earlier before hooking up with Taker. I seen how he touched you."

Emily turned red. "Alicha, I..."

Chris nodded. "I dont mean to butt in but you should."

Alicha kissed Chris chin. "He cares about you too."

Emily forgot her own problems for the moment. "Are you two"

"Yes," Chris smiled. "We officially started going out Saturday evening."

"I realized that Helmsley was never the right guy for me." Alicha explained.

Emily jumped when she felt a hand touch her shoulder. She turned to find Jeff standing there, looking calm. There was a ring of policemen surrounding Kane. Everyone was watching bewildered.

Taker was frowning. "Whats goin on?" he demanded.

Jeff cleared his throat. "Kane started the fire."

Kane struggled with the handcuffs. "You lying little..."

Taker ignored Kane. "Why would he do that?"

Jeff looked down at Emily. She nodded, swallowing hard. "Cause I had taken Emily away from him to my home."

Taker turned his questioning look on his sister. "Dollface?"

Emily felt like she was going to throw up. "Kane... Kane's been..."

Alicha stepped up to Taker and whispered something. He listened carefully, his eyes going wide. He looked at Jeff. Jeff nodded.

"You son of a bitch!" Taker lunged for Kane. "How could you do that to her?"

It took awhile for the cops to get Taker off Kane. When they finally did, Kane had a broken arm. With the way Taker looked though, no one was going to try to haul him off.

He turned to Emily. "Honey you should of told me." Was all he said.

Emily just cried, letting Jeff hold.

Taker walked over to Jeff and extended his hand.

Jeff took it, meeting Takers eyes.



Later that night

"You know Chris," Alicha said, slipping under the bed covers. "Today has been one of the most fucked up days ever."

He wrapped an arm around her bare shoulders, pulling her to him. "It was. But so many things got aired out. That was good."
"Yeah" she planted a kiss on his chin. "You're such a sweetie, you know that? I think you honestly shocked the socks off of Emily when showed you care about her."

"Well of course I care about her, shes your friend." He replied matter-of-factly. "Besides, what her did to her Thats just sick."

Alicha shivered. "Lets not talk about that"

Chris trailed kisses all over her face. "Leesh, you know I love you, right?"

"Yep. I love you too Chris."

He could only smile.

"You know when I started loving you?"

"When?"

She looked up at him. "When you still stayed my friend through all that stuff with Hunter. You stuck by my side when I thought I was in love with him, threw all the troubles I had with him and Stephanie. Im just really grateful."

"I would do anything for you Alicha," Chris told her seriously. "Love is just like friendship, it has no boundaries."