Title: Take that Step
Author: Jami Lynn
Chapter: chapter 11
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the wrestlers used in this story, 'cause if I did, I'd be busy with them right now *grin*. But I do own Jami, for she is me.
Distribution: Ask me if you can use it, more than likely I will say yes.
Rating: So far, it's a PG-13
Content: Nothing bad as of yet, probably won't be anything to bad either....maybe some cussing.
Spoilers: Um...anything can happen and I'm just writing as I go, so I don't know yet *L*. Um, Just so you know though, In my story all the wrestlers go by their wrestling name in 'real life'. It's easier for me that way =).
Summary: Jeff is learning new things about Jami every day....but does he want to?
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Jami looked up at Jeff and noticed the mixture of confused emotions written on his face. She stood up, taking the blonde girl with her as the dark haired girl clung to her waist. "Jeff...I want you to meet my babies. This one here is Cole Cole...or Nicole...and this one." She said, pointing to the dark haired child, Is Tristin, also known as Tissy." "Jeff had a look of pure fear on his face. "Oh, maybe I should explain. These are MY babies..I just call them that because at times, it feels like they are. They are my friends' Misty and Jim's children...I love these two more than my own life." Jami explained. Jeff let out an extremely relieved breath that he swore he had been holding for an eternity. He smiled at the two girls, who looked up at him with looks of interest. He leaned over and wiped the tears off of Jami's face. He then ran his hand over Cole's blonde curls and the other hand ran over Tristin's dark hair. "Hi girls, I'm Jami's friend Jeff." Tristin looked up at him like he was a moron. "Duh! Your a Hardy Boy. YOu wrestle in the WF." Jeff laughed, "I wrestle in the WWF." Tristin got a star struck look on her face as she fired questions at him. "Do you know the Taker...American Bad Butt? Or Big Butt? Or Leeeeeta? Or..or the Rock? Or H H H?" Jeff laughed loudly. "Uh, she means the Undertaker, Rikishi, Lita, The Rock and Triple H." Jeff laughed again, and crouched down to Tristin's level. "I like those nicknames. And yes, I do know all those guys. And you'll get to meet them all tomorrow night if you go to the match." Tristin's eyes got huge and she reached over and grabbed Jeff's hand. She looked up at Jami, "Can I go? Can I? Can I?" Jami laughed. "Jeff, I think you've made a new friend. And baby girl, I'm sure you can go. Your parents are coming and i'm sure they'll bring you."
Jeff stood up and wrapped his free arm around Jami's waist as a tall man approached them. Jami smiled as the man quickly hugged her. "Hey toad! I've missed you!" the man grinned. Jami rolled her eyes, "Travis, you know I hate that nickname." Jami turned to Jeff. "Jeff this is my friend Travis. Travis, this is Jeff Hardy." The men shook hands. Jeff placed his arm back around Jami, holding her a bit tighter. They started off towards the car as Nicole rambled on about the ride up there.
"Everyone is coming tonight to see you. We thought we'd meet at Fazolie's at around 7." Travis broke in. "Oh yay! My favorite place to eat!" Jami grinned as they reached the car. "Oh Travis! You brought my car! My baby!" Jami shrieked, running her hand over the white mercury capri convertible. The top was down and Jami jumped over the side and into the back. Travis sat in the drivers seat with Tristin up front next to him. Jami placed Nicole in the car seat as Jeff jumped in next to her. They both sat on top of the seat as Travis sped toward the hotel where they would be staying. Jami had rented out one floor of a large hotel for her friends and family to stay at during the next two nights. Jami close her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of the wind in her hair and the warm Iowa sun on her face. Jeff leaned over and nuzzled her neck. Jami opened her eyes and smiled at him. For this moment in time, life was perfect.
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Jami sat on the floor with Tristin on one side of her and Cole Cole on the other, reading a book to them. She had a pile of unread books on her lap and another pile of read books on the floor. It was 6:15 and she was already dressed and ready to go in black jeans and a baby blue shirt that showed off a tiny bit of her flat stomache. The shirt had the words, "Do you want some of this." scrawled in red letters on it. Her hair was pulled up on the sides. Jeff stood in the doorway connecting their rooms dressed in jeans and a white t-shirt. He stood watching Jami, who had yet to notice him. He was enjoying the scene in front of him when he felt someone tap him on the shoulder. He turned and saw Travis motioning for him to join him in the other room. "LIsten man, I just want to say that Jami seems to really care about you...don't hurt her." Travis said once they were in the middle of the room. JEff nodded, "Listen man, I know your just trying to protect her, but she definately doesn't need protecting from me. I have the feeling that if I ever hurt her, I'd be the one needing protection from her! She's a tough woman!" Travis nodded and they both walked back into Jami's room. "Are you ready to go Toad?" Travis asked Jami. Jami nodded and jumped up, "Let's go!"
Chapter 12
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