"Yeah," Jay concurred from his tag team partner's side.  "I can't wait for you to take me down with the hurricanrana again..."

The redhead managed a tiny smile for the two men, then bit her lip before she spoke.  "I'm so glad you guys came...but how did you manage to all get out of RAW tonight?"

"Oh, we all decided we were coming to visit you, damn everything else," Jericho simply stated.

"And Bischoff let you go?"

"Well, not exactly," Jay said.  "Let's just say that the five of us won't exactly be welcomed back on RAW with open arms..."

"Oh, no!" the diva cried with a frown of concern.  "You guys all got fired for coming to see me?  I don't want to be the cause of something like that..."

"Amy, it was our choice...Uncle Eric is a prick - he's always been one.  Believe me, I knew that back in WCW," Chris said with a frown of his own.  His features resumed their calm position as he continued.  "The only thing that mattered to any of us was you..."  The blond man gave her hand a gentle squeeze.

Amy felt touched, and as she smiled, she felt tears forming in her eyes.

"I...I can't believe you guys..." she said softly.  "...you went through all that trouble just for me..."  She felt so fortunate to have friends like them.  They were so precious, each one of them.  And she loved them all.

"Aw, hey, you're worth it, Ames..." Jay said.  "Besides, I know Stephanie would be glad to take five superstars off of Bischoff's hands."  He grinned.

"Make that six," she said.

"You mean you...?"

The redhead nodded.  "I can't go back there after all this - not after he fired all of you...and besides, I want to be with Adam.  I need him by my side, and he'll never join RAW..."  She didn't mention that her disturbing dreams were actually a primary reason for this decision...

*

"You're crazy, Trish!" Adam cried as he eyed the blonde diva with disbelief.  "How can you think such a thing?"

The petite blonde started to speak a reply, but the tall man cut her off.  "Don't you think I would know if something like that ever happened to her??"

"I don't...well, not necessarily..." Trish said.

"Look," Adam said impatiently, "Amy and I are engaged to be married.  I think I, of all people, would know if something like that ever happened to her.  Forget what you think, Trish - because it never happened!"  He glared at her for another second or two, then turned and continued on his way down the hall, back to the waiting room.

The blonde woman flinched at her friend's reaction but immediately recovered as she stared after him.  She shook her head as she slowly made her way back to her friend's room, peering in at the redhead with the two blond men, who seemed to be doing a great job of lifting her spirits.

Trish bit her lip, knowing that Adam's reaction to what she'd said was only natural.  She should have expected it.  But damn it, she sadly knew she was right about this - she'd stake her life on it.

*

Adam sat down near the Hardys, sighing audibly as he ran his hand through his long hair.  He immediately stood back up as he found it impossible to relax in his agitated state.

"You okay, man?" Matt asked.  He and Jeff both eyed their friend with concern, knowing he'd been through an awful lot.  The tall Canadian looked nearly ready to crack.

"Yeah..."  He paced around a little as he thought furiously about the crazy conversation he'd just had with Trish.  It was insane.  The blonde had to be completely out of her mind to even suggest...

Turning back to the Hardys, Adam sank back down into the chair beside Jeff.

"I just heard the most ridiculous bullshit story from Trish..."

Both brothers studied him with a mixture of surprise and confusion.

"What do you mean?" Jeff asked.

Adam shook his head in annoyance, wondering why in hell's name he was even bothering to mention this.  He kept his voice soft as he spoke.  "Well, Amy's been having these weird dreams lately - nightmares.  She just told Trish about them..."

"Okay..." Matt said with a nod, waiting for the blond to continue.

The Canadian man reduced his tone to a whisper.  "...Trish seems to think they mean something - and she thinks they mean that Amy was raped..."

Neither Matt nor Jeff uttered a word upon hearing this, but they quickly exchanged glances.

Adam didn't see the exchange, but noticed the way both Hardys' eyes had widened.  They looked about as shocked as he'd felt when Trish had handed him that bullshit theory.

"Isn't that insane?" the tall blond asked.  "I don't know where she came up with such crap..."

Before either man could issue a response, Matt looked up to notice that Jay and Chris had returned.  Saved by the bell, he thought.  He nudged his younger brother.  "Come on...looks like our turn is finally here..."  He rose from his chair.

Jeff stood up as well.  "We'll be back soon," he promised.

Adam got to his feet as if to go with the brothers, but Matt told him they were fine and that they remembered Amy's room number after hearing him say it twice.

As the Hardys made their way down the corridor, Matt glanced over his shoulder, making sure no one from their party happened to be following them or in earshot.

"Oh, man..." Jeff muttered.  "This is so not good..."

"I know...damn it.  Amy's having flashbacks," the older man said.  "Trish is real perceptive..."

The rainbow-haired young man nodded sadly.  "And obviously, Amy doesn't remember what happened to her..."